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Chapter 5

Sam sprawled on the rug before the fire reading a book on various creatures. It was utterly amazing just how many species there were out there. He smiled as he felt the warmth of another body settle beside him and looked over to see Dean. "No more nasty paperwork?" He teased and Dean laughed.

"Nope. All done." He grinned and poked Sam who rolled his eyes.

"What are you, five?" He asked and Dean nodded seriously before laughing. It was so good to see Sam so relaxed now. He had hated how stiff and formal the mortal had been around him at first. He loved having someone at his side all the time, he'd been so alone for so long. He stole Sam's book and then pounced, tickling him and Sam shrieked before laughing and trying to get away.

"Hello!" Loki called as he appeared in Dean's home, looking around curiously.

"No I am not helping you prank/kill some deserving person." Dean called in answer from down a hallway so Loki headed that way. He grinned as he found Dean sprawled on a couch with Sam Winchester curled into him fast asleep. He honestly hadn't been sure his plan to derail the apocalypse would work but it had, his brother's couldn't touch Sam now, even if they did manage to get to his younger brother for Michael only Sam could host Lucifer but he was now sworn to Dean. Now that is planet worked was rather amazing to see the two together.

"But it'll be fun!" Loki whined.

"Your idea of fun leaves a lot to be desired." Dean shot back. "Beside I'm quite comfortable here."

"Spoilsport." Loki grumbled. "Having fun with Sammy?"

"As a matter of fact, yes I am." Dean smiled softly and stroked the mortal's hair. "What do you know Loki?" He looked up at his friend who shrugged.

"I know a lot of things." He grinned. "See ya later." With that he vanished and Dean shook his head in amusement. If Loki ever stayed in one place for longer than five minutes it would probably be one of the signs of the apocalypse. Dean just settled down to doze beside Sam, letting the few prayers he received filter through his mind.

Sam watched as his little brother began his first day of school. He saw his parents standing nearby and was shocked at how much older they looked when he had barely aged at all. It hurt to see them and know that even if he walked over to them they wouldn't know him. But it was for the best, they were happy and together with their son instead of Mary being dead. And his baby brother had never been touched by the demon that had been after him. It was the first time he had been on earth and truly there since his eighteenth birthday and it felt…weird. It was surprising how well he had adjusted to living in Dean's realm. Dean was off dealing with some rather odd prayers so he had dropped him outside the school with some fake id and money in case he needed it. He waited until little Arthur was inside their parents were gone before wandering down the street, content to just sight see.

Having some time alone was good, he'd been at Dean's side pretty much constantly since he was eighteen and it was good to be able to just walk and think. He had been so scared when he had first woken up but gradually the fear and awe had faded away into curiosity and then friendship. But now he didn't know what he was feeling and it was awkward. The friendship was still there but it was changing, evolving. But into what? Seeing a large mall he headed inside to window shop, amazed at how much technology had advanced in six years. Eventually he moved into the food court and looked at all the options before ordering some lunch. Usually he loved healthy food but he could be naughty just this once.

Dean found him slowly savouring a large chocolate sundae and grinned at the sight. A little bit of fudge dripped down Sam's chin and Dean supressed the urge to lick it clean for him. He didn't want to scare Sam after all. They still had several years before it would become necessary to press for that in order to keep Sam with him. Sam looked up, feeling his gaze and then smiled at Dean who grinned back and sat opposite him. "How'd it go?"

"Good. Arthur looked so cute with his backpack almost as big as him! He was already chatting with another kid by the time they went in to."

"And your parents?"

"Looking very proud and…old."

"It's been six years Sam; you had to expect them to have aged." Dean pointed out gently and Sam shrugged.

"Yeah but seeing it was…." Sam shrugged and finished his sundae. "We going home now?"

"Only if you want. We can stay for a while." He offered and Sam bit his lip before nodding.

"Okay."

Sam shrieked in laughter as they rolled across the floor, struggling against the talented fingers that were tickling him. Dean pinned him down, expertly finding all of his ticklish spots as Sam laughed until tears leaked from his eyes. Dean stared down at him, taking in his flushed face and wide open eyes and he lost the fight, leaning down to gently kiss Sam. Sam gasped; eyes going even wider if that were possible. Dean pulled back, waiting for Sam to say something, anything. "Dean?" Sam whispered, unsure.

Dean smiled at him. "Yeah Sammy?"

"What….why…." He wasn't sure what he was trying to say.

"I want you so much Sam, have for a very long time." Dean admitted softly and Sam stared at him in shock.

"Really?"

"Really. But only if you want me too. I would never force this on you Sam."

Sam licked at suddenly dry lips, unsure what to do. He could turn Dean down and hope things stayed as they were or he could let this happen and see where it took them. Dean…Rundas was his god but he would not do this because of that. He lifted a hand to touch Dean's cheek and the god leant into his touch. "Kiss me, please Dean."

Dean grinned and leant back in; kissing him gently and Sam responded much to his delight. He wanted to touch Sam, to take him to bed and claim him but he wouldn't. He didn't want to scare him off by moving too fast. "My Sammy." He murmured as he pulled back to let Sam breath and Sam smiled at him.

"Yours."

Sam lay on the massive bed, totally naked, as he watched Dean move around the room, preparing everything he needed. He was nervous but he also wanted this. He wanted to be Dean's forever, to never leave him. Without this he would eventually die, it'd take a lot longer but in the end he was still mortal. But after tonight he would be immortal for as long as Dean existed. If Dean died he would become mortal again, then again without Dean why would he want to live? Dean had been his whole life for nearly two decades now.

Dean finished and turned towards the bed, eyeing Sam's naked body spread out waiting for him. His hands actually shook slightly as he moved towards him. He had wanted this for so long and now he was going to have Sam for the rest of his life. "Ready?"

"Yes." Sam reached out to him, no longer shy around Dean. It had taken time to adjust to the shift in their relationship but now all he wanted was for Dean to claim him totally. "Please Dean."

Dean knelt on the bed and reached out to gently stroke Sam's chest, feeling the muscles shift under his hands. He was so beautiful and perfect in Dean's eyes. "I love you Sam." Dean murmured before leaning in to kiss him. Sam kissed back and then smiled softly. Dean grabbed the prepared chalice, holding it to Sam's lips and he drank with eyes closed, not wanting to see what he was drinking. Dean chuckled and put it down. He gently ran his fingers through Sam's hair, waiting for the potent concoction in the chalice to kick in. "I'm here Sammy, just let it happen." He whispered and Sam opened his eyes. "It's okay." He soothed and Sam gave a shaky smile, making himself relax. Dean kept up the comforting touches until Sam moaned softly in pleasure, skin flushing as his body temperature became elevated. Dean watched as Sam's pupils dilated, making hazel eyes appear almost black. Dean leant down and kissed him again, making Sam gasp in pleasure. He let his hands wander over warm skin as they kissed until Sam was gasping and writhing in pleasure. Dean took his time, wanting Sam to feel nothing but pleasure as they made love for the very first time. And that was what this was, it was far beyond just being sex. Thanks to that rather potent cocktail and Dean's touching Sam was beyond thinking, only able to feel as they came together. Soon Sam would be permanently tied to his god, un-aging for as long as Dean lived.

Loki popped in to see them and grinned as he realised just what was different about dear Sammy. He was very happy for them. Dean deserved to be happy. "Congratulations!" Confetti suddenly showered down on them and Sam laughed.

"Thanks Loki." With a wave of his hand Dean materialised a feast of sweets, knowing Loki's tastes. Sure enough the other god was soon happily eating. Dean had fun hand feeding Sam choice selections.

"So…"

"Alright, we can help out with a job." Dean agreed and Loki cheered.

Sam and Dean stood at the back of the crowd, dressed in black like the other mourners. Arthur was at the front, standing beside the graves. Five days ago John and Mary Winchester were killed in a car crash. Dean had checked and there was nothing supernatural about the event at all. Sam hadn't seen his little brother in over ten years and it was a big shock as how different he was. Then again he was no thirty years old and he'd been….twenty four the last time they had peeked in on him. Part of him wanted to go to Arthur and comfort him but that would just confuse him since he wouldn't know he had an older sibling.

"I'm sorry Sammy." Dean whispered, holding his hand and Sam shrugged slightly.

"I knew they'd die one day but…." Sam sighed and they waited until the others were gone. Sam placed a bouquet on the graves and then just stood there staring down. "I've missed you. I hope you're both happy in heaven. Goodbye." Sam whispered and then they vanished.

Arthur glanced back at the two men looking at the new graves. There was something about the taller one…..his eyes went wide as they simply vanished into thin air. He must have been seeing things. Stuff like that was impossible.

He never noticed his family being watched over and the two men never appeared again, until his casket was lowered beside those of his parents.

The end.