low_key_angel | A different sort of hunt

Gabriel shifted when Sam tugged him until they were laying comfortably together, their breathing slowly coming back down to normal. "Around me? Going hungry's pretty much impossible," he chuckled, catching Sam's hand in his and bringing it to his lips. "I'd kinda planned on waiting out heat here anyway, so the place is stocked with all the basics. Sucks waiting it out at home, my brothers are dicks about it."

He's just not going to mention how awful they were about the entire process. Chains made heat a special kind of hell, and only gave him more reason to stay at his own apartment, away from his pack.

"Yeah, should be enough time so we can get them baked off, especially if we bring them up here. There's a couple loaves of bread I baked off this morning you can take too if you think that'll help smooth things over with them."

"Fair enough, Sam. Give me enough time to get some feeling back in my legs too," a trace of smirk colored his voice as he kissed the back of Sam's hand. He'd been an unbonded Omega for years, and it was enough to know that he'd finally found his Alpha, the wolf that would one day claim him as his.

Mated, bonded, and one day he'd get the implant removed. Children. God. He couldn't wait.

"I think we're going to have to send them, honestly." Because Sam wasn't leaving Gabriel until the end of his heat. Which meant he'd be there a while.

"I'm glad you weren't at home," Sam said honestly. "I'm starting to wonder if I'd ever have seen you if your brothers had anything to say about it." Definitely wouldn't have if Lucifer had any say in it. Sam knew that from long ago past, when Lucifer had made it clear that he'd hoped Sam would be an Omega and, therefore, his. Which was the reason Sam hated the man so much, for just assuming that about any Omega.

That Gabriel had grown up with that sort of an attitude around him just made Sam mad.

He turned his hand over, taking Gabriel's and threading their fingers together. "A lot of things are probably going to change after this, you know. I think we may have just made my final year of law school a special kind of hell." Being so far from his mate was not something that Sam had been planning on, but it was something he could work with.

When you’re checking in with your family, I’ll call my cousin. Anna’s a Beta, should be able to drop off whatever you want without causing a stir.” Gabriel sighed, rubbing his cheek against their linked hands. Their scents were mingled on Sam’s skin and his wolf couldn’t get enough of it, how well they blended together.

His smile was brittle as he breathed in his scent. “Knowing Lu? Probably not.” Lucifer had always been obsessed with the Winchester pack, and if he’d learned that Gabriel and Sam were destined to be mates? Well. He’s not going to think about just how far that might drive his brother. “But he and Michael were too busy going at it again. Good reason for me to get out of the house, try and find a mate on my own rather than get locked down again.”

A year in law school meant a year apart. Gabriel pressed back against Sam’s body, reassured by the warmth of his Alpha. Everything had changed, but it was going to be okay. He had a mate. A place where he finally belonged. “I know. But it’s just one year, and I can probably talk Anna and Cas into visiting and watching the place when you’re on break. Sneak up for a visit now and then.” Gabriel had waited his entire life for this. Another year wouldn’t kill him.

“I’m not going to go back to the house,” he said quietly. “Ever.”

In all honesty, Sam knew damned well he could get used to this. Might already be used to it in some ways. His wolf wasn't exactly calm, mostly because Sam himself wasn't really calm. There were so many things that he could tell Gabriel wasn't saying, things about his home life that were agitating Sam that he buried his nose in Gabriel's hair, breathing deeply of his scent.

"No, you won't be," he agreed, using the linked hands to pull Gabriel back against him. "If there's anything you absolutely need from there, have Anna swing by and get it for you. Documents, favorite pictures. If it can't be replaced or if it would be difficult to replace, have her grab it and take it to Bobby or the Roadhouse. I'll make sure they're both apprised of the situation so that they know to expect her."

Sam was good at planning. He always had been. He'd always been the one who kept things on track with the family business, making certain things were paid off. Jo was doing it now, but it was still his system that she used. "We're not going to put her in the middle, but I'm guessing since you're not calling Cas to take things out to the house, he's probably an Omega?" Which would mean bad things, sending him into a house where there were already to Alphas fighting. "We should be safe enough here, but I'll let Dad know that we might need the heat cottage on the grounds."

It had been a precaution put in when they'd learned that Dean was an Alpha, just in case one of the other boys turned out to be an Omega. A place on the grounds that wasn't too far from the house but where the scent couldn't reach them. It turned out mostly to be useful for Dean to bring girlfriends out to, but they'd always figured it might have a use one day.

There were things that Gabriel wasn’t telling Sam about his past, but it wasn’t out of any real desire to keep things from his new mate. They were in his past and some of them were frankly, a little humiliating. He wasn’t going back and as Sam pulled him in closer, Gabriel knew he would tell him someday. But they’re not things he wants to think about right now. He was sated and content, covered in Sam’s scent – a mated Omega at last.

“Nothing,” he shook his head. “Anything I wanted to keep I smuggled out when I started sneaking off to stay here.”

Staying safe, well. That was going to be another matter. “Michael will probably just disown me. He’s wanted to since I came into my first heat. Raphael will do whatever he tells him to. It’s Lucifer I’m worried about.” His older brother was possessive and quick to anger. Losing Gabriel to the wolf that he’d been obsessed with? Probably not going to go over well.

“We should be okay here today. Tomorrow? If Anna can give us a lift, that cottage might not be a bad idea. They’ll realize something’s up when I don’t come back to the house.”

God he hated his family. They should be celebrating this, not planning the best way to stay safe while he was mating. An uneasy whine slipped free as he burrowed back against Sam. “No Omega is safe in that house, especially Cas. He can’t go there, and I won’t put Anna at risk either. They can watch the bakery for me, but I don’t want them getting involved.”

"I hate them, Sam. I shouldn't, but I do."

A flare sparked in Sam's heart at that whine, shifting so he could press a kiss to Gabriel's ear. "You can't help your feelings. And your family hasn't exactly been the greatest about dealing with shit," he pointed out. "That they never realized what a gift they had in you is their loss."

It wasn't just Sam's wolf and the burgeoning bond that made him say that. The Winchester pack was very clear on the fact that Omegas had a good and honored place within the pack structure and in the world at large. Especially since they were Alpha heavy. It meant that the boys' partners would become part of the pack, whether Beta or Omega. And they all knew better than to disrespect either of their mothers.

"I'm not afraid of Lucifer," Sam replied, squeezing Gabriel's hand. And as much as he'd wanted to wait until they were face to face... "You are my mate. My bonded mate, I hope, if you'll allow me that honor. That means that anybody who comes after you crosses the entire pack. We may be small, but your brother would find himself in deep shit if he came after any of us."

John Winchester had been a Marine before he fell in love with Mary Campbell. He'd never been a man to depend only on his wolf for defense and had taught all three of his sons the same. It might not be something that Sam was proud of, but he would absolutely do whatever he had to to make sure Lucifer never touched Gabriel again.

Gabriel didn’t want to hate his brothers. He’d wanted things to be like they were when they were children. When they’d all shifted and run together, chased and wrestled until they were exhausted and fell asleep in a giant tangle of limbs. When they’d been happy and he’d adored them all. But since their status – everything had gone wrong. Michael and Lucifer were constantly fighting, and when they weren’t turning on each other they were taking out their anger on the weakest wolf of the pack. Instinct or cruelty, it didn’t matter. Love turned to hate and Gabriel simply wanted a way out.

Sam had finally given him that way, a warm and sincere voice promising him that he wouldn’t be treated like that anymore and Gabriel knew that it was the truth. The Winchesters were going to be his pack now. His family. He’d be a Winchester now instead of a Novak.“Yes Sam. God, yes. I want to bind myself to you. I want a life with you.”

He had his own ways of defending himself. You don’t live as an Omega among that many Alphas as long as he had without learning a few vicious tricks along the way. But it was nice to know that others would defend him too, especially when the implant came out and he could concieve.

Glancing down at their linked hands, Gabriel rubbed his thumb along the side of Sam’s hand. “And I meant what I said about kids. I want them. But since you’ve got another year of school, it can wait until you’re done, until it feels right.”

"In that case, would you rather be bonded before we go home tomorrow or wait until we don't have to move?" Either one could happen and Sam knew he could hold off if that was what Gabriel wanted. Though, he would admit that part of him didn't want to.

He looked down at their linked hands as well, smiling before taking his hand away to lay over Gabriel's stomach. "It's probably more like seven months," he replied. "No doubt, once my dad knows that we're bonded, he'll start looking to get a place set up for us on pack land. Someplace like Ellen and Bobby have. I think, by this time next year, once we're settled into the house, we can probably seriously consider children."

Because, yes, Sam very much wanted children as well. As many as Gabriel was willing without compromising his health.

Gabriel laid his hand over Sam's, keeping it over the flat of his stomach. There had been so many stories growing up about how Omegas were the lowest in pack hierarchy, how he'd never be given a choice in anything when he was mated. Leave it to a remarkable Alpha like Sam to prove all those stories wrong. "Before we go. I'd like to meet your pack as a member."

"This time next year? That doesn't sound too bad at all," he hummed. A whole house full of children with Sam's bright smile and charming dimples. "When our Dad died, he left all of us a pretty decent legacy. So I can pull my weight if we need to set up a new place."

Gabriel glanced around his small bedroom. "Shouldn't take long to pack up what I've got here."

Because the sooner he moved in with the Winchester pack, the better.

Sam smiled down at Gabriel. "You don't have to give this place up," he said after a moment. "I mean, of course you're not giving up the bakery, but...this place. This is yours, too. You should have space of your own, if you want. Though...it may be safer for you to stay with the pack at night for a while." Especially if Lucifer was going to take things badly.

Something he really didn't like thinking about. And, for once, wished his knot would go down early so that he could get started on getting things sorted out. He knew his family wouldn't have a problem with Gabriel. They'd welcome him, even if they might be a bit surprised at how quickly the bonding happened, though he was sure he remembered stories of how John's bond with Mary had happened quick, too.

"Well, we're going to have to furnish the place ourselves, I'm sure. Should probably try not to eat into what you have too much. But once I pass the bar and everything, it sounds like we should be pretty well set."

"Might have a nice place to steal you away when you can visit? Have you all to myself?" Gabriel quirked a grin back at Sam. "You're right though. Until things settle down with Lucifer, I'd feel a hell of a lot better sleeping with the pack close by."

Sensing the tension, he pressed himself back against Sam, resting his free hand on his hip. "Hey. We'll start on all the heavy lifting soon enough. Get things planned out." Right now, they had time to rest, to talk before his knot went down enough for them to plan for the next round.

"Oh I've been doing pretty damn good on my own for years now. Think we'll be able to do the place up right once you get done with school and we can settle in."

"Well, until we have our own place, I kinda doubt we're going to want to spend all of my visits with the pack." Bad enough they'd be able to smell the sex, anyway. It was just bad manners to have sex in the house where they could hear it, too. "And I'd feel better knowing there were others around for you as well," he admitted, nuzzling Gabriel's hair.

The touch made Sam take a deep breath, then let it out slowly. "You're right, of course. And it's not like anybody knows where we are at the moment." Sure, Lucifer or Michael or Raphael might come to find them, but Gabriel thought that was a fairly low chance, so he'd accept that.

He grinned at the rest of it, though, shifting his hand to cover Gabriel's on his hip. "I bet you're the kind of person who has been planning his dream home for years."

“Our place,” he repeated with a smile. “I kinda like the sound of that.” Gabriel had resigned himself to life on his own, with no mate that his brothers would allow near him. Now he had a mate and a chance to live with a real pack. “So do I. Always wondered what it would be like living with a bigger pack, one that wasn’t as screwed up.”

Gabriel’s entire frame shook with laughter at the question and he squeezed Sam’s hand. “You got me. Guess I’ve always been the domestic type.” Even his little apartment was warm and comfortable, thick quilts to cover thrift store couches, bright pillows everywhere, glass candy dishes sparkling in the sun. “Always wanted a place big enough for a family. A big kitchen, plenty of land to shift and run on.”

“We’ve got time before anyone realizes I haven’t come home. I can usually get away with a couple of days by myself, we’ll be okay until we can call for a ride and send Anna off with a little peace offering.” Long enough to grab and possibly share a shower and bake off a couple of pies to send to his new pack. His new family.

Gabriel couldn’t wait.

"Well. I think we're all screwed up, just in a different way." John had never really gotten over Mary's death. But he'd left Sam and Dean with Ellen and Bobby while he went off to find himself. It had taken time for him to settle and come home, though Sam didn't really remember them. He'd been a decent enough father, even if he and Sam occasionally butted heads. That was to be expected with Alphas, though.

He smiled, though the laughter did all sorts of interesting things to his body. "I'll make sure Dad has you in on the planning process with the house. We already have the land, but I'm sure we can manage a big kitchen. Pick out a room to be the nursery, even if we wait on decorating it for a while." It was bad luck to decorate before you actually knew a cub was on the way, after all. "We even have some woods on the land. I like going out there to think when everything seems a bit too much, too hemmed in."

Gabriel smiled, threading his fingers with Sam where they were on his hip. A few more minutes and he could probably work himself free, but right now it was enough to enjoy being close. A few more moments of basking. "And I'll throw in what I can towards building a house. Expand things out."

Mention of a nursery gets a quieter smile out of him and he let his eyes drift closed. Content to rest for a bit longer. "I'd like that. Saved a couple of things from when I was a cub, things my Mom left me when we get to that point." A little porcelain figure of a she-wolf, an old book of stories and a single, battered picture of his mother in her wolf form.

"I like just heading out for a good sunbeam when the weather's right. Something about just melting into the grass, you know?"

Honestly, now that he'd calmed down some, Sam wasn't looking forward to separating from Gabriel. Knew it had to happen, that they had things to do before they could even consider going home the next day, but it was nice, just being able to lay with him and let the Omega's touch soothe him.

"Oh yeah, sunbeams are nice. There've been a couple of times when I've just shifted at school and flopped out in front of the window of my dorm or apartment in bliss." Not quite as lovely as going outside, but there were some people who still didn't really accept wolves for who they were.

He shifted his hips, feeling the knot deflating slightly more. "So. About how long is this lull supposed to take, hmm?"

A slow intake of air as Sam shifted against him. God, it felt good just to lay like this, even though he was kind of ready for Sam to pull free so he could roll over and touch him properly, card his fingers through his hair and stroke down his arms and shoulders. Simple touches after frantic (and fairly amazing) passion.

"This early in? Two hours I think." Gabriel scratched his nose. "But this has been my first heat with an Alpha, so I'm kinda winging it here."

He still wouldn't want Sam to go far. As long as he stayed close, he could probably keep a lid on it a little longer. "Long enough to make a couple of calls, get the pies taken care of. Beyond that, we'll probably have to see."

They wouldn't be able to relax immediately, but perhaps after the next round. "To be honest, it's my first time with an Omega in heat, so we're both kinda winging it."

He leaned down, kissing Gabriel's shoulder again as he tested the knot and hummed. "I think we might be able to separate now. Definitely in about five minutes. Then we can get on the other stuff so we don't have to worry during the next round." He smiled slightly. "As much as I'm loving this? I'll admit that I'm also looking forward to the end of heat and being able to take my time."

After a few rounds, they can probably even sleep, just collapse in a tangle of warm limbs for a few hours. Get some decent rest between the frantic hormonal surges driving them both to mate. Gabriel chuckled as Sam kissed his shoulder, leaning back against his mate. "Then we've got five minutes to figure out what we're going to do?"

He grins wickedly. "Oh me too. I'm a big fan of going slow when we've got the time. Memorize every line of you before we're done. And tradition is one thing, but I'd much rather pull you over me."

"I'll get the pies upstairs, maybe get us something to eat, you check in with the family? If we have time, I can call Anna and let her know to pick us up in a couple of hours, get us back to your pack."

"Oh, I'd much rather be over you, too. But I don't think hormones really let us think that far." He smiled against Gabriel's skin. "Especially if, during the next round, we're going to bond." They had to use the same position again to complete the bond. It was the only way to get to the right spot on the neck.

He nodded, squeezing Gabriel's hip. "Sound's good. Once you're properly bonded, we can get stuff together after we've waited on the knot to go down and be ready when she arrives."

Gabriel can't help the involuntary head tilt at the mention of the bond. With a smile, he nodded. "So we'll postpone that to round three or so." Because sooner or later it was going to happen. The rush of hormones would eventually begin to ebb, allowing them to thing a bit clearer.

"She isn't far, so a quick text and Anna can be over in a flash."

When the knot finally deflated, they had their plan in order. Gabriel retrieved a bathrobe and disappeared downstairs to retrieve the pies and set them to bake in the little kitchen in his apartment. While Sam called his pack, he sent a text to his cousin, letting her know the good news and that they'd need a ride in a few hours back to the Winchester's land.

There was a text from Lucifer waiting, but he left it unread. Sam was his mate now. His life. He was leaving his old pack behind and starting a new life with someone who wanted him near.

Gabriel wasn't the only one with a text message waiting, but Sam wasn't ignoring any of his. As expected, Bobby had noticed him leave with Gabriel. And the old coot had known that Gabriel was nearing heat, having been around far more Omegas in his time than Sam had.

So, of course, Sam had about a dozen texts from Dean giving him shit over it and a missed call from his father.

Them knowing before he called did make the discussion a lot easier, really. Other than his dad saying that they'd talk about it when Gabriel's heat had slowed, there wasn't really a reaction to the fact that he thought he might have walked into a destined mating and that Gabriel was going to be his bonded mate. Of course, he thought he might have Bobby to thank for some of that, too, considering he probably apprised John of some of Gabriel's background.

He stepped out into the kitchen when the call was finished, smiling as he watched Gabriel and absolutely unashamed of the fact he was naked. "We're cleared to use the heat cottage for the next couple of days. Though once the hormones ease off, I think Dad wants to talk to both of us. Luckily, immediate bonding isn't that unusual."

And for smoothing things over, Gabriel owed the canny old wolf bigtime. It would be a hell of a lot easier on both of them if he didn't have to explain to the rest of his new pack the potential danger his brothers posed, or their overall dim view of Omegas to begin with. Since he'd taken care of that, they could handle the more basic details when things started to cool down.

He smiled at Sam, taking a moment to drink in the sight of his mate. His Sam. Long and powerful, but it was that smile that made his stomach twist in a pleasant sort of way. All warmth and affection and Gabriel stepped easily into his arms, raising up for a kiss.

"Glad he's okay with things, with us. Anna can't wait to meet you. She's so excited." At least he'd been able to share his happiness with someone. Finding a mate, knowing that the next time his heat rose, he'd be bonded to Sam.

Sam bent, drawing Gabriel close and kissing him deeply. He could still scent the hormones in the air, the signs that heat was in full swing. Not enough to tip anything over the line, but definitely enough to remind him.

"I'm glad to hear your cousin is a lot more sensible than your brothers and I'm really looking forward to meeting here, too." And it might go a long way to explain why the cousins themselves weren't part of the pack. Unless the related parent had been an Omega. "I've given them warning to be expecting her. And we'll have to let her know that she's welcome on the grounds any time."

It was a lull, his body allowing itself time to recuperate from mating, to rest, eat and ready itself for another round. The greater the number of times an Omega coupled with an Alpha, the greater chance that a cub would be born. It also gave Gabriel time to just appreciate being close to Sam without the frantic burn of hormones clouding everything.

"Yeah, she's got a pretty solid head on her shoulders. You'll like her."

He pulled back long enough to slip the robe back off. "Her and Cas. They're good kids. I've done what I can to keep my brothers the hell away from both of them. It's safer." And it was easier to put his ass on the line than watch either one of them suffer Michael's anger or Lucifer's occasional rages.

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