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Author:          KouriArashi
                               Ao3

Additional Tags:Alternate Universe - Law EnforcementAlternate Universe - HumanAlpha/Beta/Omega DynamicsAlpha Derek HaleOmega Stiles StilinskiPolice Officer Derek HalePolice Officer Stiles StilinskiMating Cycles/In HeatPast Rape/Non-conSlow BuildAngstAngst with a Happy EndingHurt/Comfortno dubcon

Words: 17,476
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Summary;

Tact and social mores are completely relegated to the back of Derek’s brain, and without thinking, he blurts out, “Did you spend your heat alone?”

Stiles’ head jerks around in surprise, and then he flushes pink and looks away. His voice comes out brusque and unfriendly. “Not that it’s any of your business, but I spend every heat alone.”
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The decision Derek makes to transfer to Beacon Hills is an easy one. He has no family, no significant other, no real reason to stay where he is. He lives in a one-bedroom apartment with his cat. The pay in Beacon Hills will be better, and to be honest, the idea of working in a small town is more appealing than the city.

He arrives for the first day on the job in his neatly pressed uniform and reports to the captain, a man who’s only a few years his senior, named Jordan Parrish. He hadn’t met him before, having interviewed with the sergeant and the administrative assistant. “Have a seat,” Parrish says, gesturing at the seat across from himself, and Derek sits.

They exchange pleasantries, Parrish asks about his experiences working in Los Angeles. About five minutes go by before Parrish glances at his watch and says, “So, I’m going to partner you with Stilinski. He’s a bit younger than you but his father was a sheriff so he’s lived and breathed police work since he was in diapers. Don’t let him give you any shit.”

Derek bites back a smile. “Yes, sir.”

“One other thing.” Parrish hesitates for a moment before saying, “You’re an alpha, aren’t you?”

Derek is surprised by the question. It’s not precisely rude to ask, but most people consider it something of a taboo subject. But he grew up with it; he’s not ashamed of it. “Yes, I am.”

“Stilinski is an omega. Sometimes . . . alphas have problems working with him.”

“Ah.” Derek can see why Parrish is concerned, even if he needn’t be. Despite all the efforts to educate the public about the exact relationship between alphas and omegas, most regular humans will never really understand it. And sometimes alphas play up the attraction between the two for dramatic reasons, further muddying the waters. “That won’t be a problem, sir.”

Parrish hesitates again. “Look, Hale. I’m not saying all alphas become beasts ruled by their impulses whenever they see or smell an omega. I know that’s not true. I know that you’re in just as much control of yourself as I am. There are . . . circumstances, with Stilinski, that can make it difficult for alphas. I just want your word that you’ll let me know if you have a problem.”

Derek has absolutely no idea what that means, but this man is his boss now, so he nods and says, “Absolutely.”

“Great. Dismissed.”

Derek heads out into the precinct feeling baffled by this conversation, and now more than a bit uneasy about meeting his new partner. He scans the room and immediately narrows in on Stiles; he’s one of only two omegas in the precinct, and the other doesn’t seem to be in the room at the moment. Derek heads over and extends a hand. “Derek Hale. I guess I’m your new partner.”

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