Unbelievable (Sequel to Unexpected)

Epilogue

Crying is not the first thing you want to hear when you wake up.

Lana startled awake and sat up. Her body was tight and she tumbled out of bed- nearly knocking over her sleeping Omega. Her head ached with a blood rush and she blinked way sleep. It took her a full thirty seconds for her to comprehend where the crying was coming from. Charlotte was already out of bed and up. Lana blinked sleepily at the bedside clock reading 5:48.

"Hey there." Her voice was soft as she walked towards the bassinet next to their bed. Lana calmed her nerves as she watched Charlotte; everything was fine, they were fine. The Omega bent down and scooped up the wriggling bundle from the small bed. Clementine continued to whimper and cry as her Omega mother picked her up. "Why are you upset, hmm? Bad dream? Hungry?" Lana felt her heart swell at the sight before her. Her worry slowly subsided.

Clementine was nearing two months old now- somehow they had made it through the past six months. They had dealt with the rest of the pregnancy as carefully as they could. Dr. Ramon had told them the pup might be born early- their late bonding could have that affect. But she hadn't. The little girl had been born as healthy as possible with lungs to prove it. She had not been born with red hair like her mother; instead dark hair had curled itself over her head much like Lana's own. Her eyes had been startling to both of them as they were also like Lana's. Except brighter. If it were possible. The pup had her Alpha mother's ember eyes but they had the brightness that came with new innocence. Lana hoped it would never dwindle. She'd end anyone who tried to put the light in her daughter's eyes out.

"Can you take her? She won't stop." Even if they had dealt with sleepless nights for over a month now, Lana knew it took a toll on Charlotte. The Omega had tried her best in every aspect. But sometimes she needed a break. Lana understood. Sometimes- when she was sure Charlotte didn't think she noticed- Charlotte would suddenly start crying. It could be at any time of day. The Omega would be completely content with her daughter nestled against her; the next moment she'd be in tears and needed to leave the room. Lana would always take Clementine and distract the infant while her mother needed a break. Lana stood and held out her arms, accepting the bundle that was her daughter. Charlotte took a step back, composing herself. Lana held Clementine in the crook of her arm, lightly bouncing.

"You can go back to bed. I don't think she's hungry." Charlotte looked at her with tired eyes and shook her head. Since they brought Clementine home, Charlotte had been exhausted. Lana took time off from work or would write while the other two were sound asleep just so she could be there at any point. Charlotte was grateful. But she was upset with herself too. She should be able to do this. She should be able to take care of her own daughter. She was an Omega. No matter how much she detested the idea, this is what she was made for. But sometimes she was extremely overwhelmed and didn't know what to do. Lana was perfect and would step in the second she noticed. Charlotte was grateful but she felt useless. "Love," Lana stepped close and pressed a reassuring kiss to her forehead, "go back to bed. You need to sleep."

She shook her head again. "No, I-." She didn't know what to say. Her eyes settled on Clementine's tiny face; she was calm now and happily sucking on her own fist. Sometimes she was glad their daughter had taken on Lana's features. The only thing she seemed to inherit from Charlotte was the abnormally pale skin; even then she looked stunning with it. "She is hungry." Lana looked down and noticed the same thing. "I'll get a bottle." They had tried breast feeding, it was something Charlotte was keen on. A specialist had spent more than enough time with them to help Charlotte with anything she needed. But it didn't work out. That was completely fine, Lana had told her. They could bottle feed Clementine and it would be easier since Charlotte wouldn't have to wake up every time. Charlotte hadn't been happy about it. To her, it was another thing she failed at.