Bad Batch's Omega

Chapter 7

Three days later your heat finally broke, and you felt overweight with how much cum was in you. The brothers never let more than a few drops leak out, the next one ready once one knot deflated. Your omega brain is humming with pleasure, as was most of your body. But you were exhausted, sweaty, and extremely thirsty.

Once Echo noticed you were awake he helped you up and to the fresher. You stood under the hot water, washing away all the dried sweat and cum, feeling more run down your leg. You smiled into the water this time, this heat was better than the last.

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It was a month after your heat when you started to notice the difference in your body. You had first attributed to the small amount of weight gain from eating three meals a day again, but you kept gaining weight. It was in small amounts so the pack didn't notice, but you did. After a month you started to realize that the weight isn't coming off, only adding. And then the thought hit you.

Maybe you were pregnant.

You were happy for a total of five seconds before remembering that your pack was on the run from the Empire, and having a baby would only complicate things further. Before you told the pack though, you needed to make sure. You bought a pregnancy test while the pack was away on a job, then locked yourself in Cids private bathroom.

Your leg bounced as you waited, your eyes glued to the floor as you waited. You thought of every possibility and scenario of the outcome. What Hunter would think, how he would react. Would he want to get rid of the baby?

The timer went off, jarring you back to the current time. You took a deep breath, trying to calm your nerves before staining up and going to the sink.

There, on the test, we're two pink lines.

You were pregnant.

You were stunned, so stunned you did hear the knock on the door. Or when the door opened a moment later, a very worried looking Hunter standing in the doorway.

"Y/N?"

Hunter walked over to you, looking at the sink. There it was. A positive pregnancy test.

"Y/N... are you..."

"I'm so sorry, Hunter."

Hunter pulled you into his arms, holding you gently as you started to cry.

"Don't cry, don't cry." Hunter said, rubbing your back. His eyes still focused on the test. "There's nothing to be sorry about."

Hunter thought back to when his pack was on the Kamino still in the New Years of their life.

"We're a pack." Hunter growled out at Crosshairs. "We will act like one."

"We're not much of a pack without an omega." Tech said, looking up from his data pad.

"We don't need one." Hunter said, leaning back in his chair.

"So says you." Crosshairs said, his usual tone of jaunty.

"Yes, I do say so. I'm the head alpha of our pack, and having an omega is not a good idea."

"It would calm us down." Tech offered.

"No, we can't." Wrecker said. Hunter looked over at his brother. Hunter knew that Wrecker was scared because of his size. "One omega can't handle all of us."

"We're soldiers." Hunter supplied, nodding at Wrecker, "an omega in our lives would only cause complications."

"But, what about in the future?" Tech asked, hopeful.

Hunter paused, thinking. "Once the war is over... yeah. An omega would be nice."

"And a farm." Wrecker said, a smile on his face.

"Yeah, a farm where we could raise all our children." Tech said.

"A large farm, where we can grow melrons!" Crosshairs joined in, smiling wide.

Hunter smiled wide, listening to his brothers muse over the idea of a farm, an omega to share and raise their kids. Every time they had a rough mission, they would dream about it. Having a life after the war. 

But now... you were really pregnant. And it was one of theirs.

Hunter focused back on you, rubbing your back.

"I can... get rid of it." You said.

"No! Absolutely not!" Hunter said, looking you in the eyes. "This is our child, we can't get rid of it."

"But... with the state of everything-"

"We'll make it work. Come, let's tell everyone."

Hunter grabbed the test and walked out to tell everyone.

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The pack was surprised, sitting there in shock. Omega walked up to you, putting a gentle hand on your belly.

"Your... growing a baby?"

"Yes."

Omega had questions, many of them, but she would save them for a different time. Now they had to figure out what they were going to do.

"Are you keeping it?" Crosshairs asked.

"Yes." You said, wiping your eyes of new tears. "I understand if... if the pack doesn't agree. I can leave-"

"No!" Wrecker said, standing up. "You're our omega, and that's our child. You are not going anywhere."

You nodded, smiling gently. You were glad that the pack wanted to keep it.

"Well, what are you going to do?" Cid asked, raising an eyebrow at them. "You've got a kid on the way. I can't send you to the high priced jobs anymore."

"The farm?" Wrecker asked, hopefully.

You thought as Hunter spoke to the pack. Trying to think of a solution. Then it popped into your head.

"I have a farm."

Everyone looked at you.

"Excuse me, what?" Cid asked.

"My family, they own a farm. As the sole heir, I would inherit it. Correct?"

"As long as the Empire hasn't taken it." Cid said.

"Would that work?" You asked, looking at Hunter.

"We'll go check it out." Hunter said, nodding to his brothers.

Would their dream really come true?