The road not taken

Omegas were rarest species in today’s world, they were the most valued creatures in the world full of alphas and betas. It was a rare occurrence that the off-springs of betas were an omega. Y/N was one such omega, born to beta parents and raised like an alpha, from a very early age she learned not to take shit from anyone despite their status, be it an alpha or a beta or even an omega.
Y/N never liked being treated any different because of biology, she was an independent omega, being a single child taught her that, her parents had simple jobs, her mom was a teacher in high school just like her dad. Y/N, she wanted to become Financial Analyst, numbers affecting a company’s fate, it was where her interests lied. She graduated in business administration with flying colors and landed a job in Winchester Turner Singer Industries.



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27. Day to Day

Extreme pressure on your bladder woke you up in the middle of the night, you woke up disoriented with two alphas hogging you surrounded by the warmth of your alphas, you tried to get up but both were sleeping on your either side and hence when you tried to wiggle Sam tucked you closer to him not having a care in the world.

“Sam..Sammy…”

“huh…. just sleep honey”

“Move out of the way Winchester your off-springs are playing kick-boxing on my bladder” you whisper yelled.

Sam opened his eyes and saw you squirming, he got up and helped you up the bed, apparently, he had forgotten what personal space meant and decided to follow you in the bathroom.

“Dude………you are not invited”

“Sorry…you do your business, I will be waiting” he was still standing in the bathroom.

“Yeah…go now, I have to pee badly”

“Oh..yeah..sorry..”

“Dum-Dum” you snickered.

You returned to bed to find the younger Winchester sitting and waiting for you. He stood up, signalling you to go back to bed and you put your head on his chest when he joined you and Dean snuggled closer to you, burying his nose in your neck, you all slept contently.

You woke up to the smell of coffee wafting in your apartment, it had been months since your last coffee, stupid doctors advising against coffee, you wanted to wake up and drink the whole pot but you can’t so you did the next best thing you bury yourself against Dean and doze off.

Dean woke up moments later than Sam, Sam made coffee and deciding what to make you something for breakfast and Dean decided to stare you till you woke up, he saw you twiddle from coffee smell nevertheless he was waiting for you to wake up but you just shifted closer to him and buried your head in his chest and slept again. He looked like the cat who got the cream. They were finally making progress with you.

You nestled into Dean’s chest till the alarm went off. The quack of your alarm clock woke you up from the slumber. You realized that your head was situated at something hard but warm. Dean…you were embraced by Dean Winchester, your alpha. Whilst your other alpha was cooking something heavenly as the aroma from kitchen wafted and reached your nostrils, suddenly you were ravenous.

 

You moved away from Dean and tried to get up, getting up had been a job for you since the belly was swollen and was interfering in almost all your daily chores. You used to wriggle out of bed with the support of bedpost but now you were situated on the centre of the bed. Dean saw you trying to get up and smiled at your antics, you were so damn adorable, he shot up from the bed to help you out.  After climbing out of the bed with Dean’s help and waddling to the bathroom to take a much-needed bath, you rushed out, dressing up in maternity office wear, you had to meet with some vendors and deal with much awaited paperwork.

You walked out to find Dean making breakfast and Sam pouring orange juice presumably for you.  They looked so domesticated, it was a like a throwback in time, before everything went south in your life. They were here to be a part of your babies’ life, you reminded yourself. You decided to leave, not wanting to get to reeled up in an old habit.

 

Dean frowned when he saw you dressed up in office attire. You were supposed to take it easy, you were heavily pregnant for god’s sake, getting out of the bed seemed like arduous job for you today. His eyes met with Sam’s and both had wordless dialog, seeing you ready to leave.

 

“Miu! Have your breakfast and then go” Sam hollered when he saw you trying to leave.

“Yeah…About that, I have an urgent meeting, I’ll have breakfast in the office.” You turned around to reply.

“Ok… fine…just drink this orange juice and go” Dean said with much displeasure.

You complied, not wanting to ruin their efforts you also took a bite from their breakfast. This made both of them a little happy.

You left and told them to lock the door when they left. Sam knew this was just the start, you were warming up to them even if it was because of the babies. Dean was concerned about your health but he also knew you won’t give up the job because of the babies, you were far too independent to ask for their financial assistance. He knew that you wouldn’t touch their money, he wondered how much stupid he had been in thinking that you would run away with their money.

 

John on the other hand was driven with anger, he called Crowley and his band of merry men to dig up all the dirt on Roman Enterprises. He also gave them a copy of your assessments that you had submitted to Gabe when the merger with Roman Enterprises collapsed. This had given Crowley an insight on what to search for and where to start the searching.

 

After leaving your apartment, Sam and Dean visited their mom, Mary was excited to see both of her sons. She asked what had happened and her boys gave her all the details. Mary was nonetheless happy. Her sons were trying to right the wrong, she was saddened when she heard that you didn’t want your alphas, you were only letting them in your life for your babies. She understood you but she was mother to the two alphas you were keeping away from you. She was biased.

“Mom? Do you want to see pictures?” Sam asked.

“What pictures? When did you take pictures? Dean asked. Mary nodded.

Sam showed pictures of you eating like a pig, you with your hand on your baby belly, rubbing it softly.

One of the snaps was of you letting Dean touch your stomach and feel the babies kicking.

Mary smiled as all three looked at the photographs on his phone.

Dean gave Sam a pat on his shoulder.

“Great minds think alike” Dean said before pulling out his phone. Sam smiled and Mary laughed when they saw your video. You were yelling at tv with your stuffed face, other was of you trying to coax your babies when they started kicking you, Sam leaned in to talk to the babies. The next one was of you waddling like a bloated penguin and telling your belly to calm the fuck down or you will feed them something healthy for the rest of their lives. It was hilarious. Mary felt melancholic, when she saw you talking to the babies. Winchesters had not been there with you from the start. Seeing you trying to keep your life together when it was ripped apart quite often gave her an impression that you will be a great mother to her grand kids.

Mary saw her sons happy and content after a very long time. Not only that she missed having you around, she missed having her whole family around. Ever since the incident, Sam and Dean had quit all family gatherings. She missed having all of them around.

 

Your day went smoothly as you could imagine. You were reminded by your baby daddies about your   doctor’s appointment next Wednesday that you had rescheduled due to important meetings. You finished your paperwork, updated your seniors. By the end of the day, you were tired, sore and angry. You loved your babies, you really did but they were kicking too much, using your bladder as a punching bag, taking turns on it.

You reached home and tried to get some rest when your doorbell rang, you knew it was Winchesters, they had texted you that they will be stopping by. Way to go, no peace at all. Dean and Sam came through the door.

             

 

 

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