The Stray Omega

The Stray

Felt that I should publish this before I leave town for the holidays and maybe publish a chapter or two right before I leave. Not sure yet but I hope that you guys like this book, I've never written a full Alpha/Omega story before so I don't know much of the topic so I may just add some of my own features to it???

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I love you guys/girls/and everyone in between or out of the spectrum, see you in the next chapter! 

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Scott closed the plane window and held onto his carry-on tightly. Once the plane stopped moving, he took his seatbelt off, following all of his comrades down the aisle. The pilots and plane assisants thanked the crew for their bravery and support just as they got off of the plane. He stayed behind to help carry most of the coffins out of the plane. Once they were all down and stacked outside of the gate, Scott found a place in the formed circle of injured soldiers. They all hung their heads low and shut their eyes, taking the silence as a chance to honor the fallen ones.

Once they finished and got to the baggaige claim, Scott grabbed his blue duffle bag as it went down the converor belt and as he slug it over his shoulder, a white flower printed bag passing his eyes.

"Scott. Is that-" One of Scott's wounded teammates started to say.

"Yes." Scott said sharply. He grabbed the bag before it left his view and stared at it for a moment. He then looked around the airport lobby and noticed there wasn't a big crowd of people surrounding them.

"They must've locked everyone out so we got a comfortable landing."

Scott set his bag down next to his feet and opened the flower bag. He took out a blood stained, green printed jacket and held it tightly. He stood from the floor and put his bag over his shoulders, walking towards the airport exit doors with the flowery bag in his left hand. Once the doors opened and the crowd was allowed inside, men and women started hugging their significant other, family or just their friends. Scott watched the scene unfold in front of him and turned away, only to be met with a small, female Omega.

"You must be Charlie's Omega, am I correct?" He asked, holding the bag out.

The female stared at the bag for a moment and grabbed it, automatically breaking down into loud cries. Scott wasn't shocked by the action so he stepped forward, gently hugging the broken girl. He knew hugging someone while in uniform was against the military rules but his superior officer let it slide so he took the opportunity. "Do you have a way to get home?" He asked gently.

"Y-Yes, Sir. M-My parents brought me."

"Good. Go get some rest, Omega." Scott watched the woman leave his side and run off to a car. She got into the backseat and from what Scott could tell, she started crying even harder. His heart broke at the sight and he glanced at the crowd behind him before walking and trying to find a exit from the airport parking lot. As he strolled from the airport, he unfolded his hat from his bag and pulled it on.

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As Scott was wandered down the sidewalk, he felt a small tug on the back of his jacket. He ignored it since he had passed bushes and figured one of them snagged onto him briefly. He only took a few more steps until his jacket was tugged a bit harder.

"Sir?"

Scott perked up at the soft voice and turned around, looking down to see a very, very short male holding his arms to his chest.