The Stray Omega

Mickey

"So you turned them down?" Kevin asked, handing a cup of hot tea towards Mitch and a glass of water to Scott who was swallowing down his pills dry.

"Of course I did. I'm not an idiot to let my kid get taken. On purpose." Scott huffed, taking a few sips of the water.

"Did Nicole tell you that Omega came in, claiming her baby was taken?"

Scott looked up quickly and set down his glass. "No, she didn't tell me. When did he go in?"

"Just a few days ago, why?"

Scott smacked his lips, shook his head then got off the stool. "He never went back home, dammit. Mitch, stay here." Scott grabbed his keys and left the house quickly. He jumped into the car then sped back to the police station. He got out only to see the same Omega he had seen a few weeks ago pacing back and forth in front of the building. He walked up to him, grabbing his chin and forcing his head up.

The Omega's eyes went wide when he saw Scott and he whimpered.

"I told you to go home, Omega. Why didn't you listen?" Scott growled.

"I..." The Omega didn't reply and broke down, pulling back to wipe his tears. "I'm sorry, I couldn't help myself, I wanted to stay i-in case you changed your mind but T-Tiffany was taken and I'm so scared!" Scott let go of the Omega's head and he huffed. He then ran a hand through his hair.

"Why are you here, sir? Did something happen to yours?" The Omega wiped his eyes and sniffled.

"No. I found out Tiffany was taken. Was wondering why you were even here. Where are you even staying right now?"

The Omega pulled his mini backpack from behind him and took out a card. "It's just a hotel a few miles away. I've been taking the bus to get me from A to B." He handed the card to Scott who looked at it then tucked it into his pocket.

Scott checked his phone to see a message from Mitch asking to pick up more milk from the store. He replied to his Omega then turned to the one standing by him. "How was Tiffany taken?"

The Omega's eyebrows raised in worry and he fumbled with his thumbs in front of him. "I was at a store and I didn't have a cart with me so I had to set down her down in her car seat next to me as I got my wallet. I paid for what I needed and I grab her car seat again but it was empty. She wasn't in there." The Omega whimpered.

"I need to talk to you. In private." Scott said, watching as police officers walked in and out of the building. He pointed to his car, the Omega nodding and walking to the passenger seat.

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"It's going to be alright, Mitch. He's not going to do anything to him." Matt said, refilling Mitch's cup with tea.

"I'm not worried about Scott doing anything to the Omega. I'm worried about that Omega doing something to him." Mitch blew on the tea then took a small sip. "That Omega doesn't know how to take care of a child and then she's taken? Who knows what that Omega's going to do to bribe Scott to get the baby back."

Matt sat down next to Mitch and used his foot to shake the small rocker Noah was sleeping in. He waited for the baby to calm down from whimpering in his sleep to turn back to Mitch. "How has it been with the kids? Any trouble?"

"Just getting them upstairs and downstairs at the same time is pretty difficult." Mitch shrugged, sipping his tea lightly. "Other than that, it's all pretty alright."

"Oh, Avi and I picked up the breast milk you wanted. It's it the freezer right now."

Mitch thanked Matt silently and his head snapped to the door when it opened and cold wind flowed through the room. The door was closed and Scott took off his jacket, hanging it on the coat rack and glancing at Mitch and Matt on the couch.

"Did I interrupt something?" Scott asked awkwardly.

"How did it go?" Mitch stood up, offering his still warm tea to Scott.

Scott took the cup and warmed up his hands. "Nothing much to say other than he's a terrible mother." Scott scoffed and Mitch took the teacup back before Scott broke it.

"He?" Matt asked, walking over with Noah in his arms.

"Mickey." Scott said. "The Omega?"

"His name's Mickey?" Mitch rose an eyebrow. "What is it with you getting Omegas with a name that starts with M?"

Scott shrugged and reached his hands out to Noah, Matt handing him over and fixing his blanket. "Has he been fed?"

"Yes, but it was early so he might wake up in the night hungry again," Mitch said, setting his hand on Scott's arm. He then kissed Noah's forehead before going into the kitchen. "I'll heat up your dinner, Alpha."

Scott patted Noah's bottom as he walked into the guest room. He sat on the bed, staring down at Noah with soft eyes. "I won't ever let you get hurt, Noah." He whispered, Noah simply yawning and his head rolled against Scott's bicep. "You're my baby, I'm going to protect you to the end."

Mitch came into the room a few minutes later, admiring Scott nearly falling asleep as he sat against the headboard. "Alpha. Come eat, you need it." Mitch walked into the room and took Noah, then he walked to the bassinet sitting against the wall and placed the baby into it. Noah whined at the loss of touch but Mitch rocked the crib until Noah fell back asleep.

"Can I have some loving? I want my Omega." Scott said, looking up with tired eyes. He smiled lazily when Mitch walked over, straddling his hips and kissing his forehead.

Scott leaned his forehead on Mitch's shoulder, shutting his eyes and holding Mitch close. "Do you think it was wrong of me to deny the setup?"

"Of course not. I didn't say yes either. You're protecting our pups, Alpha. They should understand." Mitch replied, rubbing his fingers against Scott's scalp.

Scott leaned back, staring up at Mitch and one hand going under the brunette's shirt to rub his bare back. He nodded and leaned up, pressing his lips to Mitch's. The two let their lips slid together smoothly and Scott continued to move his hands up until Mitch pulled away to strip his shirt off. He took in a deep breath then grasped the back of Scott's head when they kissed again.

The door opened suddenly, both Scott and Mitch jumping in fear when the living room light filled the room. Mitch rolled off of Scott and brought the blanket up to cover his torso then looked at the door with wide eyes.

"Jesus, Avi, you can't knock?" Scott complained.

Avi rose his hands apologetically. "You might want to come see this."

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