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"Fuck. Give him here Jacqui," Rick offered, the beta carefully handed off the omega to her prime. Shane hovered to ensure he wouldn't snap and take the unconscious omega. Rick lifted him up and carried him into his room, he had cleaned his sick already and waited for Shane to stop hovering. "I'm not going to fuck him, he needs new pants."

Shane was hesitant but nodded turning around, Rick pulled Daryl's pants off, his cock growing hard seeing the omegas dick. The smell of his heat and slick calling to the alpha. He shook his head and grabbed clean yoga pants. He grunted getting them on and then stepped back, "I don't want to leave him like this." The omega was shuttering in pain. "You know those machines we busted two years back, the ones that make heats for omegas almost impossible to survive without a partner? Daryl's got one."

Shane gasped. "No! You can't be serious. If Merle lived I'll beat his face in."

"I think we should let Daryl do that." He watched 'his' omega convulse in pain. His body was trying to accept the pain pills, they were supposed to be helping but the machine had its own way of working past the pills. Only suppressants could stop the pain, the machine only worked during a heat. Daryl shuttered again before waking sitting up right howling in pain. Both alphas ran to his side as he whined.

Shane offered his hand. "Hey bud..it's okay. You'll be okay."

Daryl whined and shook his head. "This hurts like hell," he looked down. "Who took my pants off?"

Rick smirked a bit and Daryl narrowed his eyes. "He didn't do anything to ya, I turned around but he didn't he's just trying to take care of you." Shane promised. Daryl took a deep breath, courting, maybe Rick was courting.

"Alpha..I just this..you should leave me this is going to make traveling and anything hell. I can't hardly walk without passing out."

"I will not leave you!" Rick snapped, Daryl sat back trying not to cry. He wasn't going to hurt him. He wasn't going to. "I need you 'mega."

Daryl whimpered as he thought about the pack, the pups. "Can you send the pups in here? Their scent might help me."

Rick and Shane nodded, Shane went off to find Sophia and Carl. The two pups came running when they heard their friend was in pain. As the pups piled on top of him Daryl took a deep breath of their scent and smiled, the heat subsiding some, the pain not as strong. He smiled as the two pups cuddled into the omega. Rick felt butterflies again as he watched them. "You two are helping tons." Rick noted. "He's not crying anymore."

Daryl smiled, he was thankful the pups were careful around him and were willing to help. Lori walked in smelling the thick heat and scent of blood. Seeing Carl sitting with the omega she growled. Daryl whined hearing the beta. Shane picked Lori up and carried her out of the room.

"What the hell is that omega doing with my pup?"

"The pups are helping ease the pain of his heat. He has a small metal box in his womb, it makes the heats of any omega nearly impossible to handle. The scent of the pups helps ease him."

"He needs his own god damn pups not mine and Carols."

"Carol is happy Sophia can help him. Just the other day you were so happy Daryl was good with the pups."

"Well my son doesn't need that omega."

"Your son adores that omega, don't act like that Lori." Rick snarled as he appeared out of Daryl's room. "Our son wants to help Daryl. You should trust him."

"He's just a pup." Lori grumbled.

"An alpha pup. He just wants to help his pack." Rick snarled. She stepped back. "Do you want to be a member of this pack Lori or not?"

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