Alpha and Omega

62

After a little while, Mitch fell asleep for a few hours. When he woke up, he was back to his normal self.

"Alpha?" He looks up at Scott, as he was sitting on his lap.

"Hi, baby."

"My gums hurt."

"Okay, Shane gave me some medicine you can take." Scott gently moves Mitch off his lap and onto the couch before he gets up to get the medicine, coming back a few moments later.

"Put this in your mouth, it'll dissolve and help the pain." Mitch takes the small pill and does as told.

"Thank you, Sir."

"You're welcome, love."

"Where is everyone?"

"They went out for dinner, I told them I'd make you and me something. Actually, there's something I want to talk to you about."

Mitch, out of instinct, puts a hand on his stomach, "What is it?"

Scott gestures to Mitch's hand, "That. Mitchy, when you were drugged up, you said multiple times you have a baby."

"I do have a baby. Peyton, remember her?"

"You said you were pregnant." Mitch freezes and looks down, "Why didn't you tell me?"

"I... I don't know, Sir."

"When did you find out?"

"Maybe a week and a half ago."

"Who all knows?"

"Shane had to know, it was one of the questions before I went under. Toddy is the one who got me the test, but nobody else knows."

"Mitchy..." A smile creeps up on Scott's face.

"Sir?"

"We're having a baby!" Mitch giggles as Scott picks him up and spins them around, his arms around Mitch's waist as the brunette has his around Scott's neck. He stops spinning them and leans in for a soft, but passionate, kiss.

"Let's get married while I'm still small. I wanna fit into my dress."

"We have everything together, we could do it tomorrow if we wanted."

"Ooh! What about the 21st? My gums won't be in pain by then."

"August 21st it is."

"Wait, we don't have room for a baby. And what if Toddy and Kevin want a baby? I'm sorry, Sir!"

"Hey, it's okay my love. It'll all work out, I promise. Let's go to the doctor's to see how far along you are."

"Do they allow walk-ins?"

"I think so." They go to the doctor's and sit until Mitch's name is called, which is when they go back to a room with Doctor Montgomery.

"Mitch, if you could take your shirt off and lay on this table, please." Mitch obeys and lays down after giving his shirt to Scott, who's standing beside the bed.

"How far along am I?" Mitch asks after the doctor starts the ultrasound.

"You're about eight weeks."

Mitch looks at Scott, "The baby's a raspberry."

She moves the transducer around and stops, pointing to the screen, "There."

They look and smile widely, Mitch tearing up a bit, "Oh my gosh. Alpha, that's our baby."

"It is, she's so tiny." Scott smiles and kisses Mitch's head.

"He is, I love him so much already."

"You'll be due late March. March 24th is your due date, to be exact. Since your first baby was born premature, there is a chance your second baby will be premature as well. So just be on the look out for that."

"It's been eight weeks, is there a heartbeat?"

She moves it a little bit until they hear a noise, making the tears fall from Mitch's eyes, "My baby."

"I can find the rank, if you'd like."

"It's up to you, Mitchy." Scott tells Mitch when he looks at him to ask.

Mitch looks back at the doctor, "Yes, please."

She smiles, "Okay. I'll have to take some blood, hold your Alpha's hand, it'll hurt a little bit."

Mitch holds Scott's hand and squeezes it as she sticks the needle in, "Owie."

She takes it out, "All done, you did very well." She puts the tube in a machine and wipes the gel off Mitch's stomach before he sits up and puts his shirt back on.

"While we're waiting for that, do you have any questions?"

"Since I've already had a baby, won't I show sooner?"

"There's a good chance you will, yes. You've probably already started gaining a few pounds just because there is a baby in you, but it wouldn't be very noticeable yet. You started showing, when, 18 weeks?"

"Around then, yeah."

"You'll probably show closer to 12-16 weeks."

"Because my muscles have been stretched like that before?"

"Exactly. Who told you that?"

"My best friend, he's a Beta and he's a Peds surgeon."

"Who is he? I might know him."

"Todrick Hall."

"Oh, yes. I've worked with him numerous times, he's very nice."

"He is." The machine beeps and she gets the results.

"Do you want to read it or should I?"

"You can."

She opens the paper and smiles, "Congratulations, you're having a baby Omega."

Mitch smiles and looks at Scott, who's also smiling as he pulls Mitch in for a hug. They take the paper and the picture of the baby before signing the other papers and going home.

"Should we tell everyone else, Sir?"

"Are you ready?"

"I think so." They get home and see the rest of the Pack in the living room.

"Where did you guys go?" Kevin asks, pausing the TV. Mitch walks over to the crib and picks Peyton up, letting her play with his shirt collar.

"We were at the doctor's office." Scott answers, giving a kiss to Peyton's head.

"Why? Is everything okay?" Kirstie asks this time.

"Yeah, everything's great. I'm... I'm pregnant, actually. With an Omega."

Everyone jumps up and hugs them, saying their congratulations.

"How far along are you?" Todrick smiles when Lucy puts her hand on Mitch's stomach.

"Eight weeks, a little more. He's due March 24th."

"You think it's a boy?"

"I don't know, I kind of hope so."

Lucy hugs Mitch and kisses his stomach, "Hi, baby Omega. I'm your cousin, kind of. I know you can't hear me, but I'm excited to meet you."

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BABIES EVERYWHEREEEEEE!