#sorry my vault got raided and my dad got kidnapped

[orionlancasterr]

This is so funny they made a John Wayne ghoul

[holylulusworld]

Wrong place, wrong time

Summary: You are at the wrong place at the wrong time…

Pairing: Alpha!Dean x Omega!Reader; Alpha!John x Omega!Mary

Characters: Sam Winchester

Warnings: angst, language, injuries, crimes, blood, wounds, incorrect medical terms (I am no doctor), light smut/implied smut (barely), unprotected sex, mentions of sexual intercourse, implied claiming,  hostage situations, kidnapping, scenting, abo, abo dynamics, true mates

A/N: This is an AU in which Dean and the Winchesters are criminals. It’s also an ABO setting.

You always wondered why people tend to tell you ‘I was at the wrong place at the wrong time’. So far, you never thought you would ever be one of the people telling others so but here you are, looking into the barrel of a gun.

Your day started normally. You got up, had a shower, ate breakfast, checked your e-mails.

It shouldn’t end like this. You finally had a date and wanted to buy a nice dress. As your friend only takes cash for her service (she’s a bit weird, you have to admit) you had to drive to the bank.

This is how you ended here. Sweating like a pig at the butchery, afraid you will die before you ever had the chance to find an alpha to claim you.

“Please…I’ll do anything…” Sniffing you hold your hands above your head while the man aiming the gun at you begins to smirk. He steps closer, tugs the gun into his waistband and the next thing you know is he has you in his arms.

“Such an obedient little Omega.” Musing the man wraps his arms around your waist, swaying with you as if he wants to dance. “You know, all of you will be silent, do as my colleagues say or this nice girl will pay the price.”

“Please, don’t hurt me, Sir.” Whimpering you feel a knife press against your throat and one hand wander over your stomach to slip under your shirt. The alpha is stroking your skin before his lips nip at your neck.

“I know you are scared, Sweetheart but you are too delicious. I will not kill you if can be a good girl for me.” Nodding you try to stop your legs from giving in. He’s hard against your ass. “Never smelled something divine before.”

Your eyes round as the other men start stuffing money into their duffle bags. One of them, an even taller guy than the one holding you in his arms says something you don’t understand. He seems to talk to your captor in a language you do not understand. 

“Let her go, One. We got no time for you to get your knot into another omega. She doesn’t seem to be happy at all.” 

“Shut up, Two and get the money. My Sweetheart is happy to be in my arms. I bet I could take her with me, and she’ll have my pups.” One says and the other man chortles at his words.

“I bet she wants you to let her go. Now keep an eye on the others and stop flirting. We got better things to do.” Two leaves the room only for his accomplices to come out of the vault, bags full of money.

“Three, how much longer?” An elder man smirks at you in your captor’s arms, pointing toward the man holding you. 

“I see you found someone special, One. Don’t get too cozy with her. Omegas are complicated to keep around.” Three snickers before he tosses the bags into the shopping cart they brought with them. 

One, the man holding your life in his hands seems to relax while holding you.

“Omega…” A low throaty purr against your throat lets your knees wobble. “Don’t even think about it, Sweetheart. I’ll have your throat slit open before you can try to run. Now be good and relax. It will be over soon.”

“Please. I…I only want to go home.” Sniffling you can feel his breath in your neck. “I want to live…”

“Never said we will kill you. Be silent and follow One’s orders.” Two comes out of the vault, two more bags full of money as the security man does something stupid.

He gets his gun out and tries to shoot Two. Your legs give in as the bullet hits the man calling himself Two. Blood splatters onto your shirt and you feel someone push you to the floor as the security man fires again. 

“Stay down, Sweetheart. I’ll handle this.” Stunned you watch the man holding a knife to your throat not moments ago disarm the security man before he knocks him out.

“Fuck! Two!” Three runs out of the vault, drops the bags as he kneels next to the injured man. “We should go, we have enough.”

“He’s bleeding heavily, won’t make it if we do not stop the bleeding.” One pants, you can see the worry in his eyes as you scramble to your legs.

“I…I am a doctor. I could…” Stammering you rush toward the injured man. “I can try to help him if you let the others go…”

“Deal, omega. One, Four, bring Two into the van. Five, you’ll help me bring the money out.” The elder man orders as he aims a gun to your head. “The rest of you will remain silent and will not alert the cops before we are gone. This girl just saved all of your life’s don’t make me kill her…”

“Do you have a first aid kit?” With shaking fingers, you add pressure to the tall man’s wound.

“One…two…three…” Whispering the words you take deep breaths to calm your nerves. “I need sanitizer or alcohol, a scissor, and band-aids, or any clean fabric.” Ripping the tall man’s shirt open you use a clean towel to wipe the blood away.

“How is he? Will he make it?” The man who aimed a gun to your head removes his mask and you gasp. “Don’t worry. We are a well-known gang. I’ll not kill you, Sweetheart for seeing my face.”

“The bullet is still inside but it looks like it’s intact. I’ll need a squeezer to get the fabric of his shirt out of the wound to make sure he won’t get an infection.”

Working in sync with the worried-looking man you open the wound wider with a scalpel before you careful search for the bullet.

“He can’t die. Please help my brother…” Now you meet worried emerald eyes and you nod silently, knowing he must be scared of losing his brother. 

“Squeezer and sanitizer. I can see the fabric inside the wound. I can get it out.” Working fast you pant heavily as you need to save the man’s life, to save yours. “Almost done. Only a few stitches.”

“Do it and then we can talk about your future…”

“Sit over there, be silent, and wait for me to come back. No tricks. No running away.” The man whispers as he forces you to sit onto a bed. 

“Where are we?” He finally takes the blindfold off your eyes and you gasp as you seem to be in what you assume is his room. There are weapons on the wall, pictures of nude women, and random posters.

“My room, our home. You need to stay here, or dad will get mad. For now, you have to be careful. After we mated, he’ll trust you…” Your eyes round as the man hurries out of the room. “My name is Dean by the way, and you are my chosen omega.”

He’s grinning now, giving you a wink before he hurries out of the room. “What the fuck!” Your words make him chuckle but he doesn’t seem to care as he silently closes the door.

“How are you, Sammy?” Checking on his brother Dean sighs as Sam groans on pain. “I guess my plan to get the money and the girl wasn’t one of my best ideas.”

“Dean. We all agreed to get your true mate before Azazel can get hold of her to sell her like the other girls. I am a bastard, not a goddamn bastard.” John grumbles. “She looks like a nice girl. Smart and all.”

“I bet she’ll kick his sorry ass,” Sam exclaims, hissing as he pokes his brother’s chest. “Where are Bobby and Adam?”

“Adam needed to calm and wanted to go to his room. Bobby takes care of the money. Your mother and Jess were busy to get as much of Y/N’s stuff as possible. We want your Omega to feel welcome, just like Jess.” John hands Dean a bag with your clothes.

“You need to calm her, explain the situation, Dean. Don’t go full alpha and try to mate her. Y/N is vulnerable and scared at the moment. Give her some time to get to know you.” Giving his brother a dirty look Dean grabs your bag.

“Sam is right, Dean. Calm your instinct and explain the situation to her. Benny and Gadreel had to take care of two of Azazel’s men at her apartment. We came just in time.” John’s concern makes Dean sigh deeply. “She’ll like you.”

“I hope so.” Grumbling Dean walks out of Sam’s room. “I’ll make her food. Everyone loves my food…”

“He got it bad, dad. I saw his eyes when he scented her. I don’t think he’ll be able to hold back the need to claim his mate. Maybe we should…” John raises his hand, smiling at Sam. 

“Sam, your brother won’t hurt her. According to the way she reacted to his closeness this omega has it bad for your brother too. I could see her dilated pupils and she grasped for his arm as he let go of her.”

“I made food for you and got some fresh clothes.” Dean slowly walks into his room. Placing the tray onto the desk he drops the bag. “We can…”

You jump up, slap him across the face and all Dean does is purr for you. While you slam your fist affectless into his chest the tall alpha watches you with a smile on his lips. “What’s so funny, jerk?”

“You’re so sexy and feisty. God, I am glad we came in time to save your cute ass.” He grabs your waist, brings you flush to his chest to press soft kisses to your temple. “Let me explain, Sweetheart.”

“You are a bank robber, idiot! Do you believe I want to hear shit coming from you?” You find yourself pressed to the wall a blink later.

“Calm, omega. Now listen to me.” His body pressed against yours, Dean makes you feel his strength as he traps you. “We were there to steal the money before Azazel had the chance to. He likes to kill people on his raids.”

“I don’t care, you…you criminal…” Pushing against Dean’s chest you whimper as you feel his muscles flex under your touch. “I am a doctor, a good person! I never did anything criminal! I…I can’t end dead as you wanted to make fast money…”

“Sweetheart, I do not plan on killing you.” His features darken and you gasp as plump lips press against yours. “I’ll make you mine, Y/N. You’re my true mate.”

“That’s nonsense. A fairytale…” Your hands move over his arms, up to his biceps and you squeeze the muscles tightly. “I do not believe you…”

“Oddly you seem to like to touch me.” Smirking Dean leans closer to brush his nose over your cheek. “Azazel wanted to get you too, Y/N. Our little rat inside his organization told us about you.”

“I don’t know anyone called Azazel! Why should that man go after me?” Dean’s face buries into the crook of your neck and you fist his hair as his lips travel down your skin. “Dean…”

“He likes to keep some omega’s for himself. Sells the others. You are a high-priced one. The true mate of his archenemy’s son, doctor, and unmated. You’re precious, Sweetheart.”

Your legs are about to give in as Dean tells you about Azazel and his way to get rid of girls, he doesn’t need any longer.

“Why me…? God. Why didn’t I stay at home and bought a fucking dress online like other people? No…” Ranting you fist Dean’s plaid. “I had to get a handmade one to impress an alpha I never saw before.”

“I would’ve been honored to see you in that dress.” Swooning Dean moves his hands to your butt. “You know, I was your blind date. I wanted to take you with me tonight but then Azazel wanted to strike, and I had to change plans.”

“How could you know I was…” Meeting Dean’s eyes you groan. “You stalked me, didn’t you?”

“I did, Baby, and I must admit I liked the show last night.” 

You would like to slap his cheek or scratch his eyes out, but he grabs your ass and the next moment your legs are around his waist and you wrap your arms around his neck. 

“You can feel it too. I know you can…” Fighting your instinct is useless as Dean’s strong scent fills your nostrils and you start to slick for the alpha. “I felt your submission when I wrapped my body around you.”

“I can’t give in to a cri…” His lips silence your protests and all you can do is get lost in his scent, the way his lips move against yours, and his tongue swiping over the roof of your mouth.

“You’re mine and I am yours, Omega. Let me make you mine…” His voice is smooth, and you shudder with every gentle word leaving his lips. “I am going to make you mine…”

“Maybe I am going to make you mine!” Deadpanning you fist his hair, a smirk on your lips. “Do you think only alphas can bite their mate? I am not an obedient girl just taking your knot.”

“Fuck me. You are one in a million…” Placing you onto his bed Dean groans when you refuse to let go of his hair. “I want to devour your body, soul, and heart…”

“Go ahead, alpha. Try your luck…” Fisting his shirt you drag the alpha closer to your body. “I don’t think you’ll be able to tame me.”

“I’ll tame you, doc. I bet you’ll be glad to join our gang, Sweetheart. One round with my dick and you’ll be lost.” Cocky Dean dips his head to bite your neck. “This is mine.”

“Dean…”

“Say my name again, please…” Moaning his name you grasp for his belt while his fingers deftly unbutton your pants. 

“Earn it, jerk!” His hands are all over you a moment later. Your shirt ends up somewhere on the ground, just like your pants and bra. Your panties are only shreds as Dean ripped the fabric of your body.

“Beautiful.” Dean dips his head, tries to capture one nipple with his mouth but a harsh knock at his door lets him groan. Frustrated Dean gets up to poke his head out.

“What?”

“Uh—son. Is your Omega calm now? We wanted to talk about a few things before we lock the bunker but she yelled loud enough for Adam to worry. Maybe you should bring her out of the room, and we can check on her.” John tries to get a glimpse of you, but Dean shakes his head.

“Tomorrow. We will talk about everything in the morning. Now if you excuse me.” The door slams shut and Dean smirks as you wiggle your ass. “Do you think they believed our story?”

“I don’t care Dean. We were loud enough to make sure your family hears us. Now…” Looking over your shoulder you give Dean a dirty grin. “Fuck me as you mean it, alpha…”

“Damn, I’ve missed this pussy, Sweetheart. Two fucking months without you…” Purring you watch Dean drops his pants. “I can’t get enough of you…”

“I heard that before…” The bed dips and you spread your legs wider as Dean kneels behind you.

“I had to go, Y/N…” Dean toys with your clit, making your whines turn louder. “How we met wasn’t the best way to find my true mate.”

Giggling you hide your face in the pillow. “Yeah. Fishing a bullet out of my alpha’s ass wasn’t the best way to get to know him. I mean…” Now you chortle as Dean fists his cock harshly. “You followed me toward my apartment. Broke in…”

“Then I threatened you and the rest is a blur of hot sex and you screaming my name.” He’s poking at your entrance, just teasing your slit. “I bet you are dripping for me, dirty girl.”

“Dean stop teasing me. I didn’t have any for two months…” Stuffed to your limit you cry out as Dean shoved his full length into you. He’s gripping your waist, not caring about the loud bang at his door.

“Fuck off!” Grumbling Dean slowly starts to rock his hips. “I am about to mate my omega.”

“DEAN!” 

“Do you think he will be a good alpha to that girl?” John worriedly glances at his son’s room, not knowing if it was the right decision to leave you alone with Dean. “I am worried he forces his claim on her.”

“Don’t worry, alpha.” Patting her husband’s cheek Mary smiles.

No one but her knows you and Dean met months ago. Only she knows he planned to fake he doesn’t know you. “I think they will be a perfect pair. Just like you and me.”

“You and me?” John gasps as the realization hits him. “Don’t tell me…”

“John, Baby…” Pecking her husband’s lips Mary tries to calm her alpha.

“Remember how much we had to fight to marry and mate. Dean was the same. He met Y/N months ago and then you came around and wanted him to mate with Jo…I had to help him.”

“Tricked by my eldest and my omega. I am too old for that shit…”

“Not too old, John…” Brows furrowed John smirks. “Not too old you say, ‘mega…”

“Don’t be too hard on him, John. He’s in love…”

“Mine…” Dean whispers as you check on the mark he left. “Now no one can part us, Y/N. I am sorry we had to hide our relationship but now we can be together.”

“So…Mr. Winchester. Did you miss me?” Kissing you softly Dean hums against your lips. “I’ve missed you too, Dean. I do not regret I was at the wrong place at the wrong time months ago.”

“From now on, you’ll always be at the right place, Sweetheart…

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