The Stray Omega

Warehouse

Sorry, this is late, got caught up in school work.

Mitch unbuckled his seat belt, scooted over to Scott and grabbed onto his arm. He brought Scott's arm over his shoulders and cuddled into his side, getting comfortable enough to sleep.

"Mitch-"

"Shh, you're comfy." Mitch interrupted. Scott rubbed Mitch's arm and bent down to grab the jacket he had on the floor of the car. He sat back and threw the jacket over Mitch's shoulders. He jumped when Kevin ran over a pothole, the whole car shaking.

Kevin apologized quickly, Scott shifting so Mitch was able to lay comfortably and the two fell asleep without a word.

Once they were close to the location, Kevin pulled off into a town, driving around until he saw a gun shop. He parked, grabbing his wallet to make sure his license to carry was inside it before slipping it in his pocket.

"Anything you want?" Kevin asked.

"Get me some knuckle braces. I heard those can fuck someone's face up." Avi replied. Kevin nodded and shut the door, startling Mitch who was asleep. The Omega groaned lightly before sitting up, squinting at the sun that was coming in through the windows.

"Where are we?"

"Just an hour away from the car. Did you have a nice rest?" Avi asked, turning over to see Mitch's patting down his tousled hair.

Mitch groaned a reply and jumped when Scott's jacket fell from his lap. He did his best to stretch in the car then took in his surroundings. He looked out the window and his blood went cold.

"W-Why are we at a gun shop?"

"Better to be protected than go in unprotected," Avi said, turning back in his seat when Kevin came out of the shop. Kevin hopped into the car and threw the heavy bag onto Avi's lap. Mitch caught a pocket knife that was thrown at him.

"Scott taught you to use that?"

"Yeah. A long time ago though." Mitch said, lifting his hips to slide the knife into his pocket easily.

"You'll be alright. Wake up, Scott." Kevin said, Mitch shaking Scott's thigh so the blond woke up with a snort.

"Scott, here's yours," Scott grunted when a gun fell on his lap, dangerously close to his crotch.

Scott grabbed the gun and stared at it. "How the hell do you expect me to use this when I'm using my crutches?"

"Figure it out. We're nearly to the location of the car." Kevin said, reversing out of the parking lot.

Mitch crawled back to Scott and grabbed his hand. "We're getting our babies back." He whispered. Scott squeezed Mitch's hand and brought it up to his lips to kiss his knuckles.

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Mitch swallowed a lump in his throat when he saw the warehouse Kevin pulled up into. He stared out the window, his blood running cold.

"Are you sure this is it?" Scott said, in the same state Mitch was in.

"You've arrived at your destination." Kevin's phone rung.

"There's nothing else around here. This has to be it." Kevin said, parking the car.

Scott took in a deep breath. He turned to Mitch, grasping the side of his face to kiss him. "Stay in here, Mitch."

"Alpha, no-" Mitch tried to fight.

"Mitch, I don't trust this. Please, stay in here. I'd feel better if you were safe." Scott said, grabbing his crutches and opening the door.

"Bring our pups back safe, you hear?" Mitch said, grabbing Scott's hand before he climbed out.

"You know I will, love. Lock the doors." Scott heard the front doors shutting and hurried to get out of the car. He strapped his crutches on, shut the door and hopped the front of the car.

He knocked on the window and pointed to the car lock button. Mitch reached around the driver's seat and clicked the button, then sat back. He watched Scott followed the others and he sat back, a small whimper escaping his lips.

-

Scott heard his crutches echo throughout the warehouse and paused his movements, Kevin and Avi turning towards him. He awkwardly looked around the warehouse, seeing an upstairs level right away. He motioned towards it, Kevin going upstairs, Avi staying down to protect Scott. The two did their best to maneuver around the room, Avi's phone flashlight giving them as much light as possible. 

"There's nothing up there," Kevin said, startling both Avi and Scott when the dark-skinned Alpha came downstairs. 

"There's nothing around here. Do you think it was just a decoy?" Avi asked. The three started walking around, Scott's crutches landing in a puddle of slippery liquid making him stumble. Avi pointed his phone towards the puddle, the light shimmering against the blood. He followed the blood and it leads towards a heavily padded door. 

"Go back and check on Mitch. Kevin and I got this." Scott said to Avi, Avi nodding and rushing back to the car. Scott carefully moved over the blood, inspecting the locks. He grabbed a bobby pin from the depths of his long hair, Kevin giving him a raised eyebrow. 

"What?" Scott shrugged and pulled apart the bobby pin so he was able to start picking the locks. He successfully got a majority of them unlocked, Kevin kicking the door down when he was done. 

"Fuck, stairs," Scott grumbled when the door clattered loudly. The blood trail dripped down several of the steps. He looked over at Kevin who sighed and tucked his gun into the front pocket of his jeans. 

"Show off those muscles, Kevin. Carry me." Scott said, folding his arms in as Kevin picked him up and he grinned in satisfaction. 

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Thoughts on a junior dating a freshman? 

(Asking for a friend.)

(As friend I mean me bc a freshman has a crush on me and I think I like him bc he's the sweetest.)