Victuals & Vehemence - Septiplier

Chapter Thirty

A month passed. The posse worked on tracking down the culprits of a recent bank robbery in the area. Wells Fargo was beginning to get pissed off as they were continuously targeted. Hence, why they hired the Edmundson Detective Agency to stop the robberies. Jack languished about, bothering Felix every so often, bored out of his mind. He wanted to help, but the alpha wouldn't let him do anything more than look at the notes and information about the robbers.

"Felix, I can help predict where the next robbery is. Let me help," the omega groaned, sitting at a table with his boss, papers scattered over it. While Felix sips whiskey, Jack dutifully drinks seltzer water, grimacing every time he takes a sip. However, the fizziness makes it worth it. It feels closer to a beer.

"No, we both know you're going to figure it out, forget to tell us, go yourself, get caught in a shootout, terrorize the town, and cause chaos," Felix replies, not bothering to look up from his work. Jack bares his teeth at the alpha since he isn't looking.

"Besides, you're pregnant," Felix tosses in.

"For fuck's sake, stop bringing it up," Jack snarls, rising to his feet. Felix looks up, brows furrowed.

"Why?" he asks calmly.

"Just because I'm pregnant doesn't mean I can't work. I'm not even showing yet. I'm not going to just sit around and get fat," Jack snaps. He's going stir crazy, wandering town, practicing shooting, and playing a hell of a lot of cards.

"It's not fat. It's carrying a baby."

"I'm not delicate, Felix. I'm not going to break apart if I have to make a sprint, for Goddess's sake!"

"The pup is."

"Alphas," Jack snarls derisively, exasperated. He turns and storms out, cursing under his breath, only to run into someone. The omega stumbles back, cursing softly as he rubs his nose, glaring at the bastard he ran into.

"Watch where you're going, bitch," the alpha snarls, taking an aggressive step forward. Jack's instincts stir at the sight of the tall, imposing figure with a good hundred pounds on Jack. The omega lets out a quiet whine that morphs into a snarl as his brain catches up. The omega bares his teeth, drawing himself up to his full height, chin up, eyes sparkling.

"Could say the same to you," Jack snaps, the hair on the back of his neck rising. Yes. He's been looking for something to do. A fight would be superb. That would show everyone he can handle himself.

"What'd you say whore?" the alpha snarls, growling with rage that the omega dared talk back. Jack grins and looks around, happy to see the saloon has gone quiet.

"Your fat ass should've moved. It's rude not to hold the door for omegas, you know," he says, daring and bold. He's playing with a bad hand, but an impeccable poker face. The alpha growls.

"Somebody oughta teach you some manners," he snarls, reaching forward to grab the omega. Jack steps back, his grin wide and dangerous. Felix stands, moving through the tables to interfere, but he's too late. The alpha manages to get a punch that grazes the omega's jaw. That's enough for what Jack needs. He winds back, curls his fist, then sends a right hook into the alpha's jaw. The man stumbles as the saloon falls deathly silent. Jack turns and walks through the doors. He knows better than to fight in the building. That gets you banned from the bar. He jogs down the steps and turns, expecting the bastard to come barreling out any moment now.

Jack hears him before he sees him. The monstrous growl precedes the massive alpha as he slams through the swinging saloon doors and down onto the street, diving straight for Jack. The omega sidesteps and knees him in the side. The alpha grunts and straightens up, but he's too big for two hits to knock him down. Jack wants to get this done and over with before the sheriff shows up. He shrugs off his coat and tosses it over Hades's back, putting his hat atop the horse's head and patting his flank before turning back to the alpha.

"You need to learn your place," the alpha grunts, barreling forward with arms outstretched to tackle the omega to the ground. Jack begins to fall to the ground before the man gets to him, grabbing the bastard's arms and yanking them down. The big alpha trips over Jack's scrunched up body and flips with Jack holding his arms to pivot them. The man lands on his back with a groan. Jack stands up, wincing slightly. Even letting the man trip over him had hurt. He was too big to allow any contact like that. The omega was still working his jaw from the grazing punch earlier.

By now, they are surrounded by a conglomerate of alphas and betas. The women and omegas are on the porches, straining to see over the heads of the circle. They all laugh as the alpha topples, and Jack stands, backing away slightly to give him time to stand up.

"You punched first. I'm just defending myself," he hums, a cruel glint in his eyes. The alpha climbs to his feet, eyes alight with rage. He rushes Jack again and the omega side steps, but the man predicts it. His punch clocks Jack in the gut. Jack's eyes widen as he doubles over, clutching his abdomen. Oh, Goddess, his pup. The man follows up with a punch to Jack's jaw that lands squarely. Jack's head snaps to the side as he stumbles and falls back with a groan.

"Jack, the damn baby!" Felix snarls, stepping into the ring. The omega pulls out a knife and throws it. The blade lands with a thud, cutting just the tip of Felix's boot. Jack feebly stands, hand on his jaw. He feels a bit of blood dribble from his nose. Jack wipes off his face and spits the blood in his mouth onto the dirt.

"I've got it," the omega snarls, holding his hands up to continue the fight. Felix glares at him and looks around with exasperation. Where the hell is Mark when you need him? Jack turns back to the alpha and grins, breathless from the hits. He's too early along with the baby for the punch to really do damage, but it set his instincts alight with rage.

This time, he rushes the alpha. He ducks under the punch, moving to the side of the alpha as he hooks an arm around the man's neck. The omega heaves himself and hooks a leg over one of the alpha's shoulder. The other soon follows, and Jack wraps his legs around the man's neck, beginning to whale on the man's face. The alpha groans, hands reaching up to try and grab at Jack. He quickly gives up that method and falls to the ground on his back, pinning Jack beneath him. The omega tightens his legs, beginning to choke the alpha as he lets out a breathless whine, crushed beneath the vicious weight, but refusing to give up. The alpha gasps for air, kicking and clawing at Jack's legs but the omega pants, pushing himself onto his elbows and straining to keep the chokehold up. The alpha begins to weaken, movements slowing down to feeble attempts. After he passes out, Jack unhooks his legs, climbs to his feet and turns. He grabs his knife and pulls on his hat, and his coat as the circle of men stands silent. The omega pulls himself up into the saddle, and Felix rushes over and does the same.

"Mark's going to be pissed you used that move," the alpha hums as they quickly leave the area before any of the man's friends get pissed. Jack rolls his eyes. Of course, Felix would think of that. Alphas always think of sex. Just because Jack had the man's head between his thighs doesn't mean anything sexual was happening.

"Mark's going to be pissed I was fighting," the omega replies, looking over the scrapes on his knuckles from the first punch. His legs were in incredible pain from the clawing and grabbing, not to mention the blood dribbling from his nose.

"That too," Felix says grimly, "You got punched in the gut, you fucking idiot," he adds.

"I don't need your shit about the pregnancy ever again, alright? I know my limits, and my own mate is already plenty tough on me. Keep your damn mouth shut, alright?" Jack snaps tersely to Felix before clicking his tongue and riding ahead of the alpha. Jack gets back to the house, but it's empty.

Jack hums quietly as he climbs off of Hades. The horse snorts and bumps Jack's shoulder. The omega grins and turns, digging in his pocket and pulling out a few sugar cubes. He feeds the horse, petting him. After the fight and ride back, his spirits have lifted considerably. He sidles into the house, going to the bathroom to clean up his wounds. Mark isn't home. He's probably out making a house call. The omega goes to the kitchen and begins preparing a meal. Just beans and pork. Nothing like what Mark can make. However, Jack wants to have a bribe to keep Mark calm when he gets home. No doubt, he'll hear about the fight before he makes it home, and will walk in, eyes cold and body tense. Jack grins, excited to see the alpha angry. Mark keeps his emotions under wraps. Prodding the beast rarely got a reaction, but perhaps this might finally make things interesting. They all drastically underestimated the boredom and tedium Jack was experiencing, and now they'll pay the price.