#hunterxdean

Source; www.archiveofourown.org username Eviltigger

This fic is a gift for the every so wonderful @devil-in-a-halo. It was only going to be a short dirty smutty one shot with omega/alpha universe, but plot happened, so sue me! anyways here's a peek at the first bit! the rest is on thw site I gave a link too! I'm not good at linking sites back to tumblr yet, so if you know how please inbox!!

http://archiveofourown.org/works/5391533/chapters/12453830 not sure how many chapters this is going to be, but as of right now I'm looking at like six maybe more, also I've only done a few fan fics before, This one is my toughest so far I've started a chapter in Cas' pov, and it's Alpha/omega, plus Cas is a shifter, and Cas is the top. yay me for challenging myself! And for most of Cas' pov it's just him no one else, \i'm currently writing the second half of chapter two!

WISH ME LUCK!!!

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Chapter one!

Walking through the door of their brand new apartment Dean takes off his boots while trying to be quiet so he didn’t wake his sleeping mate on the couch. Now walking past the kitchen of their small one bedroom place still with a few boxes by the glass screen door to the outside patio. In his hand he had a small box wrapped in black and sliver with a green bow on it. He looks over the black leather couch and sees the man with the most wonderful blue eyes, perfect chapped lips, black messy hair tanned skin curled up with his hands wrapped underneath him and his other dangling off the couch. Cas always slept funny sometimes with his knees up, and hands curved with his tongue sticking out, one of the many things Dean loved about Cas.

Cas was the man who stole his heart no questions asked. there was nothing that could come between them they were a match made in heaven? a werewolf and a hunter, and mated, and whole heartedly in love with each other since day one.

On that cold deadly night four years ago, it had been such a long road since the night they met. In fact he was shocked that they are like this now. Dean always knew he was an omega, they had told him that he needed to find a mate to breed with. He didn’t understand why they were this why, Alpha's where the top of the food chain, the ones in charge, Cops, lawyers, judges people who knew the law and could make sure everyone understands,

Dean was told that he was an omega from the time that he was 12, his dad freaked, hoping that his eldest son would be an alpha not an an omega. He would never act any different than an alpha so it made it hard for people to tell what he was and normally no ever questioned him, which was a good thing, cause he was still doing the family business saving people hunting things. When his brother Sam was born, everyone thought he would be an alpha, turned out that he was too an omega.

John wanted his boys to be Alphas, everyone knew that if he was going to have boys they damn well better be alphas and not omega’s or even worse beta’s. For some reason Dean‘s dad was always a huge ass about the fact he was an omega he would never let him take charge as much he wanted too but it always make sure Sammy was safe, after their mother died in a fire trying to save Sam, Dean followed his father’s orders but always went above them. He did what he had to to protect his brother whatever it took. However Dean still could kick ass and take names, also never stopped him from anyone he wanted so Dean pretty much was an alpha without being one, and to be honest that didn't surprise anyone.

Four years ago Dean is standing outside of some dive bar god knows where in the middle of winter somewhere close to north Dakota trying to find his brother Sam who has ran away for the hundredth time, due to their dad being a huge jerk about hunting the yellow eyed monster who killed their mother. Sam had been only six months old when this happened. It tore their dad apart. As Sam grew older he hated hunting he just wanted to have a normal family and a normal life. Dean has tried to call him more than enough times and Sam was not picking up, he had tracked his brother down to the crap dive bar that he was sitting in now asking the blue eyed bartender if he has seen his brother Dean was in his agent’s suit flashing a fake badge at the man.(_)(_)(_)(_)

Castiel looked up at the man flashing him a F.B.I. badge in his face he wasn’t really listening as to what the man wanted to know once he got a look at the man’s lips how are parted slightly, pink and with such a cute little pout. He then looks to his eyes, large green eyes that were so bright Castiel swore he could see right into the man’s soul. It felt like his eyes were telling him that the man was righteous and good. After a few minutes of awkward starting Castiel couldn’t help himself

“Hello, Agent Barns. Yes I have seen that man in here a few weeks ago. He came in a few nights in a row, three weeks ago . I have not seen him since. I hope this helps on your case. May I get you anything from the bar while you are here Sir?” Castiel spoke with a low raspy voice while cleaning a glass.

“Thanks, did you see him with anyone? And ya, gimme a Beer please.” He flashed a flirty grin at the bartender. He was cute, big blue eyes, nice cheekbones soft looking lips just looking to be kissed and licked at. The man held out his hand

“My name Castiel. Nice to meet you, I believe the man you are looking showed me a badge that was very similar to your Sir.” Castiel tilted his head at Dean and looked cautiously still with the raspy voice

“Oh, ya I’m looking for my ex partner, his gone off the grid trying to run from a case that messed us both up.” Dean tried not to roll his eyes, he thought it was going to work, story sounded believable.

“Interesting, you say that. The man who was an omega, was with a woman in which she was an omega, for the last two nights he was in town. They had a falling out in the bar and I had to kindly ask them to leave. Sir. “ Castiel cleared his throat and continued to clean the glasses at the bar .

“Umm you don’t have to call me Sir, it’s all good man. “ Dean cleared his throat and asked

“Did you happen to get a look at who he was talking to? She may be involved in the case.” Dean was still starin’ trying not to lick his lips, he quickly looked away trying to focus on the case.

“Yes, I do Agent. the woman your partner was with was in this photo right here, and was seen also in a nearby warehouse with five other men.” Castiel shows Dean a black and white photo of a woman with short blonde and large blue eyes much like Cas’ but more evil he couldn't put his finger on it but something about told I'm she wasn’t human. What the fuck was Sam doing with a Demon.

After that encounter Castiel asked Dean where he was staying as it turned out instead of going to a another crappy hotel, Cas had a few spare rooms on the second level of the bar. Once he was done scouting the old warehouse he came back to the bar had a few drinks to calm down then headed up to the door to his bedroom for the time being. Hearing a loud knock at the door Dean pulls his gun that he keeps on him.

“ Who’s there?” Dean shouts standing on one side of the door with his gun pointed and safety off. All Dean heard was what sounded like claw scratches, and loud growls then he heard people yelling. The next thing he knew someone had broken the door down and shots rang out he could feel each one of them hit his chest. Dean yelling shit a thousands times before his body turns cold and hits the ground before he can even see who was shooting at him or what was at the door.

Dean wakes up sore as hell, covered in blood soaked bandages, he was laying on a soft bed with many pillows on it. He heard the door to open, still trying to move his body despite the amount of hellfire pain he was in. Castiel entered the room with a bowl and clean bandages.

“ You shouldn't try to move Dean Winchester. You were just shot five times in the chest and lost a large amount of blood. Nearly died in fact. ” Castiel spoke very clearly and showed no emotion, with a simple stern look on his face Dean frozen, how did the hell did he find out his real name, Fuck was he a real cop? or a fed.

He started to panic but then the pain searing through his whole body like nothing he ever felt before. Ya sure he had been shot before, stabbed, and nearly dead he had broken bones broken ribs and he was pretty very done in his body with the hunting life you can get hurt pretty bad, and sometimes end up dead then come back.

“Who told you my name?” Dean demanded. Still trying to move he needed to get the hell up and out of here to go get Sam and go home.

“Your brother Sam. His girlfriend the demon, was the one who shot you five times.” Castiel sat down on the bed with the bowl and bandages to replace the old ones. He places his hand on Dean's chest to stop him from moving.

“ Bull shit, you're lying. Sam would never go with a demon. Also he would never let that bitch shoot me.” Dean spat back at Cas. When his hand touched Dean's chest his body felt warm and tingly like he had been splashed with fire flies.

“Correction Dean . Your brother Sam Winchester was trying to stop the demon, I was as well. However before I could get to you the woman had fired the gun, and I was unable to protect you. I did manage to still save you.” Cas was pulling off the blood soaked pieces of cloth and inspecting the wounds, rubbing his hand over the freshly made scars that had hand done stitch work.

“How did you save me??? “ Dean stared with confusion “Did you stitch me up Cas? Wow you have good hands. “ As soon as Dean side that he tried to look away how feeling his hand short of roam over the new scars. His body was getting heated each touch felt like heaven.

“Well thing is Dean … I “Cas was cut off as Dean interrupted him

“Wow, man what the hell did you give me? Did you knock me out with something my body feels like it’s on fire.” Dean nervously bit his lip trying to wiggle away from the man. Cas put a little more pressure on Dean's chest to stop him from moving.

Then it hit him, Dean hadn't started his heat yet, with all the stress of finding Sam and hunting Demons he had completely forgot about it .

“No, Dean I did not drug you. You hit the ground hard when the demon shot you. The reason why your body feels this way is due to the way I had to save you. I gave you some of my blood to heal you just enough to live through removing the bullets. I do have to tell you that I'm not human. But not Vampire. I am a werewolf Dean,” Cas cupped Dean's cheek and rubbed his face with his thumb

Cas smells the air and leans closer to Dean, looks down at him.

“ I can tell you’re starting your heat are you not?” Cas looked down his voice got lower a little more growly as he spoke

Dean tried to back up again but due to his fresh wounds he failed to move away from the blue eyed man. fuck I must have for forgotten to take my suppressants , he can probably smell my heat, sonofabitch.

“What the fuck, you're a werewolf? and you gave me your blood, am I going to turn into one of you?” Dean looked even more panicked than when he first woke up, tried his hardest not move his head into the other man’s hand but again failed.

“No, Dean you will not turn into a werewolf. I only gave you my blood.” Cas removed the bloody pieces of cloth.

“I would never hurt you, you are too special to allow anyone to to harm you, and the life you lead, hunting my kin, and others that are not human. This one will kill you and no one will be able to bring you back.” Castiel kept cleaning the wounds, making sure the stitches were doing their jobs.

Cas leaned into the hunter and smelled him he shuddered. Dean tried to move back to to get himself away from the man even though his body was betraying him.

“W-w-what are you doing?” Dean stammered while still backing as far away as he could

Castiel pulled himself back trying to resist the smell of the omega who’s in his care.

“We as werewolf also are alpha’s and omega’s. We also mate much the same way you do.” Cas started into Dean's beautiful green eyes, eyes he’s never seen before.

“So even though I normally hunt werewolves, and other types you still tried to save me?” Dean looked down half ashamed of what he said, he felt bad now knowing not all werewolves were bad, he knew not all demons were bad but he would have just went and gank’d ‘em no questions asked, just hunt ‘em and gank ‘em. Now he was starting to feel awful for the monsters that could have been good people, just ended up not human. There was a break in Dean’s thoughts when Cas cleared his throat

“Dean , I know what you must be thinking, I’m a monster, why should I have saved you. Yes, you have killed many of my kind, but they were just that monsters. I am not like them which is why I saved you.” Cas tilted his head to and smiled “ You are a good man Dean Winchester and you deserve to be saved.”

Dean looked at him with a blank stare still lost in his in thoughts, If felt like he could see into him, see all the bad shit he's done in the past, it’s like his freeing him for the guilt and the suffering.

“I saved you Dean, it because it was the right thing to do, I could not let you die.” He still looking into Dean's eyes

“I have not killed a human since the day I first turned, I have kept a human face as much as possible. I believe you are my mate Dean. “ Cas paused and sighed.

“I dunno what the fuck you're talking about I’m not gay, just leave me alone, once I'm healing I'm outta here” Dean knew he had a less a week before his heat started he can go to the closest drugstore and pick up some more dosages.

Cas looked broken and defeated. He stood up walked slowly to the door and glared at the hunter.