The Stray Omega

Birth

Before you read, please do not comment on things that are going to insult the way I described this birth. I looked up sites and facts on birthing as much as I could and used logic to write this and I do not want people commenting 

"Oh this is not how you do this" 

"Don't do that! You'll tear blah blah blah and rip blah blah blah" 

"ThiS iS nOT HoW A biRTh gOEs." 

I'm not going to put up with that because I did my best and if you can't accept, then just don't read it. I will delete your comment if you do comment that sort of thing. 

:)
Enjoy

"Are you sure we don't have to go to the hospital?" Scott asked when Mitch grunted and sat on the bed, scooting back with Scott's assistance. 

"I'm sure, Alpha, you can smell me, I'm alright." Scott pressed his nose to Mitch's neck, breathing in and confirming he wasn't in any more pain. He leaned down, kissing Mitch's round stomach before kissing his cheek.

"Alright, shout if you feel something again then we're really going to the hospital," Scott said, grabbing Mitch's hand and kissing his knuckles. 

"Yes, sir." 

Scott whistled, Midge looking up from his toy and standing on his feet right away. Scott snapped his fingers at the bed, Midge running over with his prosthetic he had specially designed just a few months ago. He jumped up on the bed, curling up to Mitch and licking the part of his stomach that was exposed by his ridden up shirt. 

"Good boy," Scott said, petting Midge then taking another look at Mitch before leaving the room to continue his talk with Kevin. 

"So, how is he?" Kevin asked, handing Scott the rest of his beer. Scott shook his head, Kevin setting the glass down. 

"I'm fine on beer. He's fine. He doesn't seem to be in any pain but I'm still a bit worried for him." 

"Trust his motherly instincts, he'll know if the baby's coming," Kevin said, taking the last swig of his beer before taking the glasses and tossing them into the trashcan. "How are you feeling?" 

"Nervous but excited. I can't wait for our baby boy to finally be here." Scott glanced out the window above the sink and he smiled to himself. "It's been a tough nine months between me and that Omega but we're finally here." 

Kevin smiled and he heard the door open, Matt and Avi coming in and shutting the door quickly, both of them shivering violently. 

"Cold?" 

"Fucking freezing." Avi snapped, going over to the counter and setting down a bag. "We got the stuff needed in case Mitch needs to have birth here. IV drip if he gets dehydrated, some pills to ease the pain and other simple stuff we'll get to later. And Matt borrowed a stand for the drip. His friend will be bringing it later."

Scott nodded, taking the bag and thanking the two. He went back to the guest room and Mitch was breathing heavily, his head leaned against the headboard. Scott hurried over and he set a hand on Mitch's forehead. 

"I'm fine, Alpha, I'm fine," Mitch said, tilting his head up and kissing Scott's hand. "Where are the babies?" 

"Matt and Avi dropped them off at the babysitter's for a few days or until after the birth," Scott replied, setting the bag on the bedside. He went to the other side of the bed and sat down, scooting over so he could hold his pregnant Omega. He rested a hand on Mitch's tummy, Mitch placing his hand on Scott's.