The Omega's Price

Chapter 12: Five Things

"What do you mean? How many are there? MEW!" Gulf uttered in an absolute panic at the revelation of potentially having two babies.

"Shhh! I'm trying to listen. I think you're freaking them out."

"Aren't you freaking out? They aren't even old enough to be freaking out! I have to push these babies out of me! Aren't omegas only supposed to have one at a time? What are we gonna do!"

Mew leaned up and grabbed his cheeks cupping them gently, "Gulf. You know I adore you, but I really need you to be quiet and take some deep breaths."

He stared into Mew's eyes and inhaled haggardly. Mew breathed with him slowly until he felt his heartrate in control, "that's it kosdyr."

Mew pushed him down until he was resting on the mattress, "just relax. I'm going to listen, okay?"

Gulf nodded in approval as he listened to Mew's calming thoughts. His head bent down, ear pressed against Gulf's stomach once again and he fought to remain calm.

One. Right there I hear it and then there is the other one. Two. Wow, I'm going to be a dad to two ba... oh. Gulf is going to flip shit. Three. Three babies.

"M-Mew?"

"Gulf... we're having three babies."

Gulf's entire body dissolved in shock. How? How did this happen? He couldn't take care of three babies.

"Kosdyr when was the last time you went to the doctor?"

Gulf looked away in shame.

"Gulf!"

"I only went the one time to make sure and get my prescriptions for prenatal vitamins. I haven't been back since."

"What, why?" Mew asked in shock and irritation.

"I got fired, I told you. I didn't have the money for a visit, and it's only been about 7 weeks. I was going to go to the free clinic soon."

"You're going tomorrow."

"I can't acce-"

"No arguments, I'll give you my credit card. Research and go to any doctor you want. But I want one of those picture thingies."

Gulf laughed unexpectedly, "Picture thingies? You mean an ultrasound?"

Gulf shook his head; how could he go from steaming mad at this alpha to laughing the next second?

"Yeah, whatever they're called. I want to show grandmother."

"Speaking of... shouldn't you get back to your house. You'll make your papa angry."

"Eh, he can be angry. I don't want to leave you alone."

I want to be with him some more.

"Mew, I don't want to come between you and your family. Go home and see your papa. When you get done call me and we can talk, but I also need my space. I need time to think about everything that's happened. I mean we're mated! I need time to process this." Gulf sat up and caressed Mew's cheek softly.

"So, you don't want to be around me? We're mated and you don't even want me around?" Mew asked hurt filling his voice.

"No, you big lug. I want a night to process and then we go from there."

Mew sighed, "fine, but I'll call you tonight and you promise to go to the doctor first thing tomorrow?"

"Yes, and yes."

Mew leaned over and brushed his lips against Gulf's but what started as a simple meeting of mouths turned into a passionate tangle of tongues. His palms came up to Mew's neck cupped his jaw angling their heads to get deeper. Forget what he had just said, he wanted Mew to stay with him all night to cuddle, make love, just be near him.