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.


17. Findings

Two months had passed and Dean and Sam were becoming miserable, guilt was weighing down on all the Winchesters. John had appointed few Private Investigators to find you, Sam buried himself in work on the other hand Dean buried himself in alcohol. Mary was concerned about her sons’ behaviour but no one dared tell either of the brothers to stop their self-destructing ways, then one day out of the blue, from sheer luck Crowley, the private investigator hired to find you paid visit to the Winchesters at WST Enterprises.


British douche and snotty that was opinion of the brothers.

“What did you get Crowley and it better not be ‘I am unable to locate her yet’” John chided.

“I suggest you all sit down before you look at these” Crowley waved a manila folder.

After Dean, Sam and John sat down, Crowley threw the folder at the centre of table.

“Quite hard to find, your mate, I almost gave up, after tracking her parents 24x7 but imagine my surprise when I saw her pulling over in her parents’ driveway after four months.”


Sam opened the letter in urgency, urgency to look at her omega, how she was, he gave some photographs to Dean knowing that his brother was in same boat like him.

As soon as Sam looked at the first picture, he felt a rush in his system, you were standing in front of a clothing store with cotton candy in one hand and tub of popcorn in another but the thing that took away his breath was the baby bump. His eyes betrayed him, tears of joy and sorrow came out at the same time.


Dean saw the picture where you were sitting at a café with your mom and dad, it looked like both were fussing over you, a smile grazed his lips until he flicked his eyes to another picture, your dad helping you stand up, with your one hand locked with your dad’s hand and another hand over obvious bump. You were pregnant, Dean lost his ability to speak for a moment, he gulped “Y/N is pregnant” it was a statement that stunned John.


“Wow, you are lucky that you are good looking otherwise pfff, obviously she is pregnant squirrel” Crowley retorted.

“She is pregnant” Sam re-iterated the statement, almost as if unable to believe his own words.

“How long?” Sam asked.

“Six months” Crowley replied.

“There is a picture of the babies in that bundle from her scans” Crowley replied with a gentle tone.


“Yeah moose, babies”

Dean found the picture, two babies.



John saw the look on the face of his boys, the same look he had when Mary was pregnant with Dean and later with Sam.


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