Summary: It’s the 1950’s, the Alphas are back from war and the Omegas are starting to take on the role of wife and mother. Everyone, it seems, except Dean Winchester, who longs for nothing more than freedom and adventure. He loves the underground rock-n-roll lifestyle and the ‘other’ side of society where art and theater is rife. Living at home with his family, he feels stifled and has almost resigned himself to the life that they want for him. Then, in a moment of pure serendipity, Dean comes across a diary in the attic that will change his life forever. Through this diary he meets new people, discovers places that he had never been before, goes on adventures and even meets someone. But who wrote the diary? And will he ever find out?
Major Warnings and Tags: no ao3 warnings apply; A/B/O dynamics, John Winchester’s A+ Parenting, Agoraphobia
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It all seemed quick. One day, dad was fighting in the Great War, and the next he was back, but different, and suddenly, they’re not in Texas anymore, they’re in Kansas, and Dean’s new room is tiny.
To say he’s surprised would be a lie. He wasn’t of age in 1940 when the draft started, and even if he was, it wouldn’t have mattered; the US Army didn’t want omegas in the war. Even so, he knew it would change everything. Maybe not to the extent that it did, but he knew that life would be different when the soldiers returned.
When dad came back, he was different. More reserved, angrier, he drank more, and he had a limp that he refused to talk about. He lasted two months in their hometown before the losses got to be too much. He came home from the bar late, the new norm, yelling about “new damn people” in his old war buddy’s seats, and demanding that they move. Far be it from anyone to tell John Winchester “no”, Dean’s family packed up and moved to Kansas. Not that it did much to curb John’s drinking habit, but he was less angry. It was something.
Dean had fought to remain in Texas. It was where his friends are, and besides, he’s twenty-seven. He can be self-sufficient. But both John and Mary had been insistent that he come with them. “Omegas belong to their families until they find themselves a good, strong alpha” had been John’s reasoning. “I need help with your brother” was Mary’s. Dean was more willing to stick around for Sammy than any omega ownership bullshit John spewed.
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