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Dean and Sam Winchester are brought back together by the death of their father John Winchester.
They soon find that John has a lot of secrets, one of them being their half brother Adam.
The other secret will Change them forever.
Will the boys embrace their new lives or are some changes to big to accept.
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Draco shifts his head as he turns to look at Scorpius, his cheek touching the pillow. "Did you know that…" He pauses, his throat convulsing, and it sounds audible in the silence, besides Michael's steady, even breathing from the other bedroom.
Scorpius is staring back at him, in wait of something new to learn, a beautiful and intelligent child. He has Draco's mind. He has Draco's eyes and nose and mouth and hair. He is his. All his. All he has of Michael are his wild curls and the green of his eyes, and sometimes he looks into them and imagines that they aren't Michael's, but someone else's.
Draco leans his head closer, biting the quiver out of his lips before he breathes a laden and shuddering exhale, and he whispers, "You are my star in a big black sky."
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03 May 2021
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Dracos post war life sucks and then it sucks more when he has a son with an abusive ass wipe. Good story scorpius is soo freakin cute!
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Sometimes doing what is right, what feels right, doesn't mean you’ll escape the consequences of those actions. Dean Winchester is the Head Alpha of one of the largest packs of the Western Hemisphere. He is days away from being a married and mated Alpha, ready for the next chapter in his life to commence, only for a horrific accident to change everything. Adam, Dean and Sam's little brother, is killed in a car accident across the globe in Russia. Dean finds out his little brother's now widowed Omega is all alone and pregnant, left to the mercy of his horrible home pack. Dean makes a decision and he knows things will explode when he gets back home, but he knows in his heart it’s the right thing to do.
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01 Mar 2021
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It was an alright story. Fast moving, missing some details and conflict that could have really made this a better read.
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In a world where finding your soulmate is so simple everyone has theirs, it's amazing for Olivia to find out that Elliot, nor George have found theirs yet.
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"I'm not gay." Elliot said miserably.
George stared at the mans back, "I know." Was all he said.
"You always have all the answers, tell me why I can't get you out of my fucking mind." Elliot turned towards him as he finished the question.
George met his eyes for a moment before he himself was the one this time to drop his gaze. He said nothing, he couldn't help biting his bottom lip.
"Well, doc?" Elliot demanded.
George sighed, wishing he had stayed in bed and not answered the fucking door.
"I don't want to upset you, Elliot," He began cautiously.
Elliot snorted in laughter and shook his head.
"You've upset me since the day I met you."
Elliot suddenly stomped up to him and pulled him from the couch, and for one worrying moment George's mind thought to itself, *He's going to beat the shit out of me*, before his eyes widened in shock as their lips came together. Slammed together more like it, Elliot knocked the wind out of him with surprise and he could do little more then let his hands fly up to broad shoulders in an attempt to not be knocked over.
And then he was kissing back, eyes closed and hands fisting into the other man's dress shirt.
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“Dean?” Cas squinted up at him from the trunk as Dean opened it. He was balled up awkwardly in order to fit in the cramped space, looking small and vulnerable and Dean rolled his shoulder to tug at the dental floss stitches in his skin to distract from the tightness in his throat. He reached down wordlessly and wrapped a hand around his bicep, pulling him from the car and onto his feet.
The sky had cleared up a bit since he’d parked, and the moon sat fat and round above them, illuminating the fear in Cas’ eyes when they fell upon the empty grave, Ma’lak box sitting open and empty beside it.
“No,” he whispered, tugging his wrists against the angel cuffs around them so hard they would have bitten into his skin if he were human. “Dean, no.”
Dean put a forceful hand between his shoulder blades and pushed him forward. Cas tripped over his feet, nearly face-planting into the wet, rotted leaves.
Dean blinked back the urge to pull him into his chest, tuck him under his chin and lead him back to the car.
(Coda to 15x9)
