When it was over Nick collapsed in the back seat of the Impala and was sound asleep by the time they reached Bobby's house.

How he'd managed to get upstairs he had no idea and then he just stood in the middle of the bathroom and let Sam help him out of his clothes while Dean started a bath. Nick winced in pain with every movement, he was bruised and sore and so fucking tired, but then he sank into the hot water and sighed in relief.

Sam and Dean bathed him, hot water and caring hands, and Nick nodded off in the bathtub but Sam's strong hand hold his head safe and sure so he didn't have to worry about drowning.

Then they spread him out on the double bed in the guest room and taking their sweet time giving him a massage from head to toe, working every kink and knot out of him until he was a puddle of happy goo under their skilled fingers.

He fell asleep with their warm bodies pressed against his and in the late morning the next day he woke up in the same position. All three of them with limbs thrown over each other, curled together like cats in a basket, and Nick didn't want it any other way.

It took him a minute to realize that they were still at Bobby's and that this was the first time all three of them had slept in the same bed.

Despite the fact that it had been Nick who had done all the work Sam and Dean slept soundly and didn't even stir when Nick wiggled his way out of the bed. He had his shower and got dressed and when they weren't showing any signs of waking up soon, Nick went downstairs in search for a coffee. Sure enough Bobby had heard him in the bathroom and had his coffee ready. Just like always, just like nothing had changed.

"Morning." Nick made his way through the kitchen and sat down carefully, searching for a position that didn't hurt too badly. He didn't feel as bad as after his own withdrawal but he was stiff and sore and still felt like he could sleep for a week.

Bobby sat a plate in front of him, overloaded with eggs, bacon and toast. Nick's stomach grumbled loudly, he couldn't even recall when he had last eaten.

"More like afternoon." Bobby grumbled in his beard but it didn't sound unkind. "How do you feel?"

Nick considered that question for a moment.

"Good." He answered and it was the truth. He was sore but the bath and the massage the other day had helped.

"Sam stayed with us over night." Nick said and had a watchful eye on Bobby. He was still not sure how the older hunter really felt about his adopted sons having a relationship like this.

"Yeah, he did." Bobby took a sip of his coffee.

"How do you feel about that?" Nick just had to ask.

Now Bobby smiled fondly. "I kicked his ass back up to you two when he came downstairs to sleep on the couch."

"Oh." Nick tried to picture that. "I'd have loved to see his face."

"Believe me." Bobby grinned at him. "I wished I had my camera at hand."

"So you are okay with us? All of us?"

Bobby let out a sigh. "I can't say I understand it and it would be easier to accept if Sam and Dean weren't brothers but I want to see them happy. And if this makes them happy …" Helplessly he waved in the general direction of the guest room. Then he frowned at Nick. "Are you happy with this?"

"Yes, I am."

"Good." Bobby nodded into his coffee.

They sat in comfortable silence for a while, Bobby nursing his coffee and Nick digging into his breakfast.

Eventually Sam and Dean found their way to the kitchen as well. Dean greeted Nick with a good morning kiss without really thinking about it before he went for his coffee but Sam hesitated with an unsure glance in Bobby's direction before he set his jaw and placed an almost chaste kiss at the corner of Nick's mouth. Having nothing of that, Nick hold him back and showed him how it was done right. When they parted Bobby was very busy with his paper and Dean was watching them with a smug grin.

They had their coffee and after they'd made sure that Nick was fine, no lasting damage physically or emotional, Sam and Dean became more serious.

"We should hit the road." Dean finally said. "Stay away from Sioux Falls until things have settled down. Sam found us a hunt. In Wisconsin."

There was a beat of silence.

"I'm not coming with you." Nick let out a sigh but he knew it was the right decision. He'd love to be with them 24/7 but he couldn't live the life they lived.

Sam and Dean nodded without saying anything for a long minute.

"Dean said Adela offered you a job." Sam spoke. "You wanna take it?"

"Shit, Adela." Nick had forgotten about her. "I left her hanging, dammit."

"Don't sweat it, boy." Bobby assured him. "She called when you didn't show up and I explained it to her. Not the details, of course." He added the last words in a haste when he noticed Nick's horrified expression. "And she told me to remind you that the offer still stands. If you want it, that is."

"Yeah, I think I want it."

With that decision made the rest was easy. Sam and Dean would leave the next day while Nick stayed with Bobby who would help him to find a place for himself. They would continue like before with visits whenever they could squeeze them in, Bobby insisted on visits from them as well every time they were in town, and a lot of phone calls.

The day went by with Nick dozing on the couch and Sam near by on the computer.

Dean was busy packing and getting the car ready for the road, or so he said, and Bobby had something to take care off in town so it was a lazy day. Which was exactly what Nick needed. To his own surprise he felt good, content. Just a few days ago the thought of Sam and Dean leaving would have caused a panic attack but now he was glad that life went on. He was wary about the future but they had promised to call him every evening and threatened to sing him a lullaby if necessary.

When Bobby came back later that day he stood for a moment in the door to the study, watching Sam and Nick and fiddling with a small package in his hand wrapped up in brown paper.

"Got this for you." Bobby said to Nick and placed the package in his hand. Then he stepped back with a nervous smile. "Figured it's important to you so …" He gestured for Nick to open it.

Nick threw a glance at Sam who was as clueless as he was.

"Open it." Bobby urged and Nick ripped it open. Inside was a small box and inside that Nick found his bracelet.

"What …?" Carefully he took it out and had a closer look. It had been damaged before but when Bobby had cut a piece out of it Nick had thought it was ruined for good.

Now the ends were nicely cut like they were meant to be this way and the buckle was gone. Instead it had little holes with a leather string crisscrossing through them.

"The protective symbols are intact so it should still work." Bobby explained. "I replaced every other rivet with a silver one so you still have iron and silver, hope that was okay."

Instead of an answer Nick caught him in a bear hug.

"Thanks, Bobby." Over the older man's shoulder Nick caught Sam's eye who stared at them in awe. This was more than just about a stupid bracelet, Nick got that.

They went to bed early this evening because Nick was still tired and the brothers wanted an early start in the morning, however, as soon as the door closed behind them, Nick slung his arms around Dean's neck and caught him in a passionate kiss.

"Thought you were tired." Was Sam's comment when he stepped close behind Nick and slipped his hands under Nick's shirt.

"I am." He insisted. "And I'm still stiff and sore. I could use another one of those massages." He tried his best to imitate Sam's puppy dog eyes.

"You are a greedy little bastard." Dean kissed his neck and Sam helped him out of his shirt.

"And I want a happy ending." Nick added, working Dean's fly open. "And then, when I'm all tired and relaxed, I want you to fuck me sweet and slow. First you." He kissed Dean again. "And then you, I know you like a sloppy second." He craned his neck to kiss Sam as well.

"Jeez." Dean made. "You're going to be the death of us."

"But you'll die happy." Nick stepped out of his pants and then lay down naked in the middle of the bed.

They took care of his back first, each of them taking one side, working in unison. They worked the knots out of his back, massaged his arms down to his fingers and legs to the toes and took some time kneading the globes of his ass with a finger accidentally slipping in the crack of his ass, brushing his hole, from time to time. Then they rolled him over and did the same to his front, leaving his cock for last. Nick purred under their hands, all tension melting out of him, and when those warm and oily hands finally found his cock, working him slow and sensual, he came in the doziest orgasm ever. Completely relaxed and almost asleep he was a rag doll in their hands and they had to lay his arms and legs out for him when they rolled him back to his belly.

The hands were on his ass again, kneading the already relaxed muscles and then the first finger slipped in his hole. They took their time with this as well, opening him up and getting him ready for Dean's cock. When Dean finally slipped in, there was no resistance at all. Dean lay heavy and warm on Nick, covering him like a blanket, and he moved inside Nick with deep but slow thrusts.

Murmured words in his ear and Dean buried deep inside him Nick let out a sigh. It didn't take Dean long to come, his cock pulsing and spurting in Nick's tight channel, marking him from the inside.

"Mine." Dean mumbled in Nick's ear and placed a kiss in that soft spot right behind his ear before he slipped out and rolled off.

For a moment Nick felt just cold and empty but then Sam was there, spooning his warm body to Nick's back and filling the emptiness inside him.

Sam rolled his hips in slow, almost lazy movements and by the time Sam came deep in him, Nick was half asleep. But he didn't miss the "Mine." Sam whispered in his ear.

Like the night before they laid him out on his back again and snuggled close from both sides, holding him warm and save in the middle. With some effort Nick sneaked his arms under their necks and drew them closer until their heads rested on his shoulders with their faces only inches apart over his heart.

Drifting off to sleep, Nick tightened his hold on them. "Mine."

***end***

That's all folks. Thanks to everyone who enjoyed the ride with me, you're awesome.

I had an epilog planned but I think I let this story end here and turn the epilog into a little story of its own. So watch out for that if you like.