Pack Means Family

Let the healing start

It was the early hours of the morning when the pack finally worked on getting the kids home - which turned out to be the Aizawa-Yamada home.   Emi and Nemuri were worried about Katsuki waking up without Izuku and Hitoshi and decided to let him decide when they returned to their home.

Emi broke off with Hawks to gather up things from home for their temporary stay with the other pack members.   Thirteen and Power loader told them to just let them know if they needed help, otherwise they were going to give them space to tend to their children.

Nemuri, Aizawa, and Yamada each carried a pup out to the car and then into the house once they reached it.  They settled the trio of children into the nest, once they were changed into pajamas.  Nemuri stayed with the children while Aizawa and Yamada gathered items so they could sleep on the floor to keep an eye on the boys.  Emi arrived shortly after with Hawks in tow.

"Not going home?" Yamada whispered when the winged man started helping set up the bedding.

"No," Hawks whispered back.   "I've been through that kind of drop before...Izuku's going to need as much of his pack around him as he can have the next few days.   Do you have anything like a diaper?"

Aizawa frowned.   "We have diapers from Zashi's pup prep before the boys, why?"

Hawks glanced at the sleeping pups.   "When you're in the level of drop Izuku is in...wetting yourself isn't uncommon.   I might suggest seeing if you can rig something just in case."

Yamada, who had dropped before but never as bad as Hawks was implying, moved over to check his smallest pup and whined softly.   He could smell that Izuku had had an accident again as he swept him up into his arms.

Dull green eyes opened and glanced up at him, but the child did nothing more.

"You're safe pup," Yamada cooed as he held the child close.   "Can I clean you up?"

Izuku just blinked at him, saying nothing.   Yamada moved to the bathroom while Hawks helped Aizawa figure something out.   Emi carefully checked the bed and was happy that they'd caught the poor kid before he'd made a mess of the bed.

When the men returned, Izuku was cuddled in Hawks' arms, Usagi still clung in his arms, but he looked relaxed.  Hawks kept muttering soft phrases like "Good boy" and "brave boy" and "strong omega."   He settled Izuku back between the other two sleeping children who seemed to instinctively wrap around their omega friend.

"Hawks...you said a drop like this..." Nemuri breathed.

Hawks sighed.   "I'm far from the ideal omega," he began.

"Same," Yamada echoed, trying to be helpful.

"True, but you have an alpha who claimed you young," Hawks said sadly.   "I've been the Commission's little pup since my mom gave me up for money.   They won't let an alpha claim me for me...they want me to be the perfect balance of omega and hero.   When I was a kid...I was very much like Katsuki.   I fought and got upset easily.   One day my handler stripped my room of everything.     I got just enough food to survive.   And there is an entire month-long period I don't remember.   It was a beta trainer that finally pulled me out of it.   She scolded them like no one I had seen until I met you lot.   She took over my care after that.   I guess in the last week I had stopped eating entirely and just stared at the walls.   It's...not your normal omega drop."

Aizawa stared at his children.   "So the trauma has been amplified?"

Hawks nodded, a few feathers moving to pull a blanket further up the trio of boys.   "A very deep, dark place.   I know it was only a couple of days...but Izuku was probably partially in this style of drop at that hellhole-"