Jesse Mccree One-Shots

Kind Alpha - Part 7 #11

Word Count: 3282
Type: Alpha/Beta/Omega/ Young Mccree
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Third Peron P.O.V~

   (Y/n) lays in her bed staring at the ceiling while Reinhardt is sitting on his bed across from hers, typing up notes from last night's shift on his holographic screen. Sigh*
   "Are you bored my friend?" The large male inquires pausing his typing and glancing his eyes up to see his companion glaring at the ceiling and covered in bandages.
    "Groan* how long do I have to stay like this for it's been three days and I need to do something." The large male gives off a small chuckle.
   "I understand you're restless, but you had quite the number of scratches and bites marks on you."
   "Yes, yes and they were very deep wounds, could have bled out or got an infection. But, I don't have an infection-"
   "But, you are still healing."
   "I would be fully healed if Moira hadn't mix Aurasolin (Aura-so-lin) (Alpha Suppression Drug) into my pain killers. Did you really have to tell her I was taking fewer meds?"
   "I know you're upset with me but, you should have told her that you were taking them less often. Not the mention that you-"

   "What? Go off the rails, beat up people to a pulp and get into ruts?"
   "I'm not saying that. I'm saying that lately, you've been reckless. This past month alone you've already been in several scuffs and come out bloody and browsed." (Y/n) sighing* slowly and carefully lifts herself up forward allowing the blankets to slide down and bundle up on her lap.
   "I can't help it."
   "I know, it's in our very nature to fight and protect."
   "It's more than just nature..." The large male seeing (y/n) looking down at the blankets and refusing to look up. He gets up moving over to his friend's bed and sits beside her.
   "I know." He smiles down warmly at her slowing reaching his arms out and leaning in close to embrace her gently. "I just wish you would rely on us a little more, and not face things on your own all the time." He pats her hair gently. "You scared us." (Y/n) hugs the large man back feeling her heart sinking with guilt.

   Knock* knock* knock*

   Reinhardt pulls away from his friend turning his head towards the door "Come in." The electrical door slides open revealing commander Reyes. 
   "Commander, what brings you here?" You enquire the Omega. 
   "Someone wanted to visit you-" He steps aside for the two Alpha's to see a fidgety and nervous Mccree tapping his index fingers together shyly. (Y/n)'s gaze softens at the sight.
   "He's hasn't stopped asking to see you since-"
   "B-boss." Mccree stuttering as he tries to explain his reasoning. The female Alpha couldn't hold back the smile that spreads across her face. 
   "It's alright Mccree, I'm sorry to have worried you." The young male stops arguing with Reyes and asks politely while still stuttering to come, "Of course, you're always welcome here." He enters the room slowly making his way to her bed, Reinhardt smirks at his friend before getting up to make room for Mccree to sit down. 

   Reyes - "Reinhardt I have something to discuss with you, do you mind if we talk outside?" 
   Rein - "Not at all commander Reyes."
   Mccree - "Wait you're just going to leave us?"
   Reyes - "Don't worry Jesse, we're just outside the door and (Y/n) won't do anything, especially since Moira put Aurasolin in her meds."
   (Y/n) - "You know about that too!?" You look at the large Alpha with a glare.
   "Reinhardt..." You growl lowly.
   Rein - "Apologies my friend must be a slip of the tongue." He spoke with a beaming smile on his face as he exits the room, Reyes closes the door behind him with a small smirk on his face. Leaving Mccree alone with (Y/n).

   "If I wasn't bedridden, I'd have both of their asses." Mccree nervously looking down on the Alpha slowly and carefully takes a seat beside her.
    "Um, what is Aurasolin?" (Y/n) calms herself a little and looks back at Mccree, still very tense and nervous to be here.
    "It's an Alpha Suppressant Drug, it's supposed to repress the competitive nature within Alpha's to make them more docile."
   "Meaning..?" He asks nervously.
   "Meaning that the natural traits of an Alpha such as fighting, overprotectiveness and high breeding activity are reduced to a minimum. Kind of like putting up a wall between ourselves as a person and our biological instincts."
   "Oh-oh, I mean that makes sense, but I thought only the patients had to take medicine?"
   "Everyone in this facility takes meds for one reason or another, whether it being medicine to increase positive emotions while reducing negative ones for patients in Sector E like yourself or using a suppressive drug to make breeds more docile such as myself."