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Steve is woken up with a start when a body hits him. The body giggles and Steve can't stop the smile that is already forming on his lips.
The bed is creaking when he rolls over and lands upon the body.
“What's this huh?” He mumbles, his morning voice is raspy and darker than usual.
“I was told to wake you up”, his omega under him whispers and lets one of his small hands smooch Steve's chek.
“Mhm? and you thought that jumping on me was the best way to do it?”
His omega giggles again, “It worked, didn't it?”
“Guess it did,” Steve mumbles and lets his body fall down on the smaller ones. His omega whumps when the weight is added.
“Hey, how about a shower? The others are making breakfast”, He asks, a little strained from the pressure on his chest.
“Sure Clinter '', Steve mumbles but makes no move to move out of his position with his nose against the omegas neck. His omega grumbles something under his breath then takes a handful of his alphas hair and tugs.
“Hey!” Steve howls.
“Get up, I'm hungry and if you want me to shower with you we will do it now”.
“Alright alright”, Steve rises from the bed and stretches. The blinds are open and the sunlight is streaming into the room creating a soft shining light. He can hear some birds chirping outside from the open window. It's spring and just in a few weeks will turn to summer, Steve is excited to spend a few weeks with just his pack.
Together with his omega he walks into the ensuite.
While Steve sleeps naked and therefore already is ready to jump into the shower, Clint has boxers and a t-shirt on, probably one of the alphas if the size says something, it reaches down half of his thighs.
The alpha admires the sight of his omega stepping out of his black boxers and then taking off his t-shirt. His pretty collarbones, little plump belly, thick thighs and overall wonderful body.
“Stop staring you creep”, He is broken out of his haze by his omegas snarky remark.
“Just admiring the view, love”, he chuckles and puts the shower on.
The water is soon warm enough and they both step in under the stream. A little too warm for Steve's preference but his omega enjoys it so who is he to complain.
In silence the alpha starts shampooing his omegas brown hair.
When it's Clint's turn to wash Steve's hair it's a little harder since Steve is almost 20 cm taller than his omega. He chuckles and then bends down so as not to let his lover fall by trying to stand on his tippy toes.
The scent of slick and arousal is floating around in the bathroom both none fo them acts on it, today are just for love, not for making love (even though it may be some of that too sooner in the day…)
By the time they are both clean as they can be the walls over the showerstall are foggy and it's warm when they step out.
Together they dry off and they then dress, both in sweats and hoodies.
Walking into the kitchen they are met by the sight of a big long haired alpha with his back against them, seeming to make breakfast. His dark hair is a mess, a clear evidence that he hasn't brushed it yet. He doesn't have a shirt on, his back muscles on display for everyone to admire. The countures of a small little butt can be seen through his grey sweatpants.
Clint doesn't stall with walking forward to hug the alpha from behind.
“Hey sweets, did you wake Steve?” The curly haired man asks while cooking.
“Mhm”, the omega answers, breathing in the sweet scent of bacon and omelette,”When are these delicaseys ready?”
Clint can feel the alphas laughter by the rumble from deep within his chest, “Almost done lovely, how about you set the table, hm?” He looks over his shoulder down at his omega who nods and after a small peck on the check, squatters away to make the table, so they can eat faster.
Steve takes that as his que to walk forward.
“Good morning Bucky my love”, he greets and gives the other alpha a kiss on the lips before leaning against the counter, watching as his mate is making them food.
“Morning babe, slept well?” Bucky asks, starting to serve the bacon upon a plate.
“Mhm, at least until a blonde gollum jumped upon my back”.
“Hey fuck you!”, they can hear Clint defend himself from the dinning room. Both alphas chuckles. Their omega has no mouth filter.
“Where is Natasha?” Steve asks.
“I'm right here!” He can hear the third alpha shout from the hall, she soon walks into the kitchen with a pack of juice in her hand. “We were out of Juice so…”
“OH “ Steve mumbles and reaches over to drag the smallest of the alphas close to his body. “So kind of you”, he says as he kisses Natashas red hair.
Even though alphas are not as much as dependent on praise as omegas are, being good to their pack alpha always makes their heart flutter. Natasha kisses her pack alpha on the cheek and mumbles a thank you, with a small blush spreading across her face.
Bucky is watching the exchange with heart eyes.
“Omg Natasha I love you!” Seems like Clint is done with setting the table and is stumbling back into the kitchen, seeing his alpha with apple juice in his hand. The omega preppers Natasha with kisses all over her face.
“Yeah I hope you do”, Natasha chuckles, referring to the mating mark on the omegas neck.
“Mhm, so much!” Clint mumbles, then runs out of the kitchen again. Natasha looks down at her now empty hands.
“That bastard….”
All three alphas chuckles, their omega may be a little different but they all love them, they are mated after all. They always felt like something was missing in their pack of four, but after a few years of waiting and searching for their missing mate they decided to mate. They are happy together, and hopefully their fifth will show up.
Sitting down at the table Clint is soon to begin to eat. He stuffs his mouth full of bacon and eggs, moaning at the taste. The alphas share a fond look, seeing their omega happy and full of food is making their wolves settle.
“So what are we doing today?” Their omega asks around a mouthful of omelette.
“I was thinking just a chill day in, watch some movies and maybe bake some goods?” Bucky suggests, taking a sip of his coffee.
“Yeah, I think that would be great”, Steve agrees, Natasha nods.
The past few weeks have been hectic for the pack. Steve and Bucky working in the FBI and have had a pretty bad case, Howard Stark, one of the richest men in their country, probably the whole world, owning Stark Industries, working with the army and founder of SHIELD, a FBI equal.
But then, he was accused of selling weapons to ill meaning buyers, supporting war and terrorists. They got him in custody, and are now waiting for a warrant to be able to search his house.
There is also the fact that his omega son, Tony, hasn't been seen for the past few weeks. Sadly, they believe that Howard has something to do with it, since he refuses to tell anything about his whereabouts.
Steve and Bucky are the leaders of their team, and even though they are mostly enforcers, they like to keep track of their cases and what's going on, so therefore they know everything.
After eating their breakfast, they move to the couch. Clint in the middle, cuddled by all his alphas. He knows about the case and can feel two of his alphas being distant the past few weeks. He understands and tries his best to help them, with showing support and offering himself as some stress relief. Just laying beside them, letting them pet him and show their love towards him makes them relax.
He thinks about the omega, Tony, and shivers as images start to build in his head. Trafficked, beaten, raped…
He doesn't understand, omegas are the most beautiful creatures on this earth, and everyone even thinking about hurting them should get their knot cut off.
“What are you thinking about love?” Natasha asks from where she is sitting with Steve's head in her lap, Steve whom Clint is laying on.
“I'm just hoping death on some people", the Omega mumbles into His pack alphas chest.
"Mhm? And why is that?" The red haired alpha asks.
"Because omegas are wonderful and shouldnt be hurt".
"Yes, you are right lovely, you Omegas are amazing", Steve says from under His Omega and plants a kiss on his head. Their omega sometimes acted more like a beta and forgot that he too was an omega.
"They are just so cute, like fuck I just want to squish them", he growls.
Natasha chuckles,"Calm down, I hate people who hurt them too".
"Mhm",Nialm mumbles.
They go back to watch the series, Peaky Blinders.
It's just an hour later when Steve's phone rings from where it lays in the kitchen. He, as quiet he can, leaves the pile of His mates sleeping on the couch and walks to answer.
"Yeah,Hello?" He greets, a little grumpy for being disturbed.
"Rogers, it's Smith here. I know that it's your day off but er just got the judge's order and are planning to go in in just a few hours, I know how much work you and James have put into this case so…"
"We will be there in half an hour, thank you". Steve says. Fuck.
"Great, see you in a bit, yeah". And they then hang up.
Steve walks back to His pack and is met by three sets of confused and curious eyes.
"Who was it?" Natasha is the first one to ask.
"Smith, we got the judge's order and are going in", Steve looks at Bucky who nods.
Its a few minutes later they all stand by the front door. Steve and Bucky are cled in their uniforms, they always have a spare change at home since it goes faster to change than at the station.
"Go get that motherfucker yeah?”" Clint says, hugging both of His alphas goodbye. "And be safe".
"We will love", Steve says, and after Natasha also said her Goodbye (a peck on the cheek and a Good luck) they are on their way.
The station is mulling around with people, everyone has their own jobs to do.
Together the alphas that scream power strides to the back of the station where the debriefing room is, they are met by their whole team waiting for them.
“Good morning everyone, let's catch some bad guys, yeah?” Bucky greets and a few chuckles a little, even though the air is strained in the room.
“Let's go over the plane one last time, okay?” Steve says and everyone nods.
The ride to the house is made in silence, its tense. Deciding on going in their civilian veikle they are going pretty slow so as to not make anyone suspicious. They don't want the dealer to realise the police are coming and maybe hurt the omegas even more.
They turn into the driveway to the house, it's pretty declined, the grass is overgrown and yellow, the stairwell needing some repairs.
Steve knocks at the door. No answer. He tries again. No answer.
He looks over his shoulder at Bucky who is behind him, who nods at Steves silent question. The alpha talks into his walkie talkie “I'm going in”, and with that he kicks the door down. It goes easy since it's so old. Crouching down a little, he walks into the house with his gun drawn, the others of his team following.
They search through the whole house, looking for anything suspicious. Their job is to take out any dangers, before the CSI will to their job. They also keep on the lock out for any clue of where the omega can be..
Before suddenly, Steve turns into what looks to be an office, and stops in his tracks.
“Omega, I can smell it,'' he says. the others in his team stop behind him.
“Search everything!! I want every single thing in this room touched and turned!” Steve orders, soon all the alphas and betas are working. The room is pretty small, some book shelves and a desk in the middle, so they soon find what they are looking for.
Smith is turning a pen stand and the whole desk is turning, everyone scrambles back.
Under the desk is what seems to be a ladder down to some sort of basement. They can all scent the sweet smell of omega, laced with fear and pain.
“Keep your guns drawn, stay behind me and be as quiet as you can, Smith you stay up here”, Steve orders before he steps forward and slowly lowers himself down the hole. The ladder's steps are old, but seems to be holding his weight up. Climbing down, the only thing he can hear is his own and the others breathing.
He lands on the floor, it seems to be cement. Is both cold and dark, so he decides to turn on his flashlight while waiting for the others to climb down. The light flickers on and he is met by a horrendous sight. Unlike the cleaned and very posh house, the basement is ruinos, trash everywhere. There seems to be leaking some liquid from the ceiling, dropping down on the floor with “drip, drip, drip”. Against the walls are shelfs, stuffed full with working equipment. It seems to have been some kind of workshop, but right now, it's just depressing.
Seems like there is a door leading to another room, and when everyone in the team is down in the basement, Steve signals for them to be quiet and then moves to the door.
When he stands just outside of it, he can hear breathing from the other side and small whimpers.
“Hello, my name is Steve Rogers, im with the FBI”, Steve softly says. “I am going to open this door”, he says before he does just that.
He is met by the sight of a small body curled into the farest corner away from the door, a mup of dark hair on his head and brown wide eyes staring back at him. Tony.
He is naked, his ribs poking out and cuts and bruises littering his body.
“Hey love…” Steve whispers, and as he gets closer, he gets the first real wiff of his scent.
Mine.
Before he has the chance to tell himself no, he has scooped up the small omega in his arms, holding his shivering body tight against his own.
"Hey love, it's alright know, you are safe". He mumbles. The omega just whines into his chest, since he is so short that he doesn't reach further up. Steve strokes his matted hair.
"Bucky, can I take your jacket?" He asks his fellow mate who stayed behind to check if he needed help.
Bucky nods and takes of his big and thick jacket. He takes a temptive step towards the pair, when the omega doesn't react badly he steps the last steps and gently lays the jacket over the poor boys shoulders. Once again, the omega whines.
"Whats your name?" Steve asks when carefully climbing the ladder up again, Bucky going behind to catch them if Steve would lose his balance, unlikely but with the omega in his arms they will not risk anything.
The omega doesn't answer, just stays quiet and still in the alphas arms.
Bucky takes the lead when they are out of the basement, showing them the way to the front door.
When out of the house, the omega whines loudly and tries to crawl further into Steves chest.
"Shhh shhh.. Take it easy yeah, no one will hurt you", Steve comforts while walking towards the ambulance that was called to the scene when they discovered the omega.
They are greeted by two betas.
"Hello, who do we got here?" One of them says, a girl in her early twenties.
"We are not so talkative yet.." Steve says with a lopsided smile.
"Och alright, that is totally fine. Could you put him on the stretcher?" She asks.
Steve nods, but when trying to put the omega down he whimpers and tightens his grip on the alphas jacket.
"Okay, seems like you will be ridning with us", the other beta says, this one a man in what seems to be his forties. "We will try to keep it as calm as possible until we get to the hospital, so if you can just sit on the stretcher so will we do as much as we can". He says.
Steve nods and does as told.
"Do you want me to meet you at the hospital?" Bucky, who have been standing just outside the ambulance, asks.
"Yeah that would be great", Steves says greatfully. Lovely Bucky.
His curly mate nods and smiles a little, then walks of to take one of their cars to the hospital.
While following the ambulance, who rides with blue light on, he asks Siri to call Natasha.
"Hello, everything alright?" The alpha says as soon as he answers his phone.
"Hi love, yeah it's fine. We found an omega though, not the best shape and wouldn't stop clinging to Steve so we are going to the hospital with him. Just wanted to warm you that we might come home a little late, I'm not sure how the omega will react when Steve leaves."
"Och dammit.. Poor little guy.. Call if you need anything, alright? Clint is napping right now but we might come by when he wakes up.." Natasha sighs.
"Alright, well we are soon at the hospital so I need to go, love you".
"And I love you", Natasha says and they then hang up.
Bucky sighs, he is so angry and sad that he doesn't know what do to. Beating Howard to death or comfort the omega..
The omega who seemed so sweet, just from his eyes. Frightened and hurt,but still loving.
How anyone can hurt someone so innocent, its beyond Bucky.
Wanting to hug the omega close to his body, tuck him into soft blankets in their nest beside Clint, Bucky stops infornt of the hospital and jumps out of the vehicle.
After showing his badge he is shown to the omegas room,he stays outside, watching as the omega clings to Steve, Steve trying to comfort and calm him while the doctors seems helpless.
One of the doctors then takes a syringe, without hesitation letting it sink into the omegas thigh and watches as the omega fast calms down and then goes limp in Steves hold.
Bucky decides to go in.
"Hi, how is it going?" He asks, staying behind to let the doctors work.
"Pretty upset, seems to have taken liking to me", Steve chuckles" They sedated him so there won't be that much stress for him", The alpha slowly untangles himself from the omegas grip and walks over to his mate. "Let's let the doctors do their job yeah? We can sray until he wakes up so we can ask some questions", Bucky nods.
Sitting in the cafeteria, sipping on some coffe, Bucky decides to share his concerns with his alpha.
"I… I, for some reason, feel like I need to protect him, the omega", Bucky looks down at his swirling coffe, not wanting to see the disappointed look at his alphas face.
Steve sighs"Me too".
Bucky looks up so fast his curls jumps. "What?"
"I feel the urge to protect, hold him, help him with everything. He was so in so much distress in the ambulance, I had to hold myself back from gowling at the ambulance people, holding myself back from just jumping out of the ambulance and take him home to the nest.
I think it might be him".
"Yeah.. We.. We will see how the other's react to him, yeah?"
Steve looks at his sweet alpha, seeing his hands start trembling where they are holding the cup with hard hands, he scoops closer and slings an arm around the curly haireds shoulders.
"And if it's not, it's fine too love. We will finds them. But if it is, we will help him heal". Steve says, his lips pushed against the brown hair.
Bucky silently nods.
Finding their fifth part was always important for the tallest alpha, he loves his mates,but it still feels a little wrong when their last part is out without them.
And thinking that the omega is theirs.. While they were loving each other, living their best life, he was living in hell.
He feels so bad, angry at himself.
It's a few moments later when a nurse comes to their table.
"Officer Rogers, Officer Barnes?"
"Yes?" Steve says, smiling at the nurse who seems a little unsure with coming up to the big and dominant alphas.
"Doctor Anderson asked me to get you, she wanted to talk to you about the omega".
"Och alright, thank you", Steve says, grabbing Buckys hand he follows the nurse to Andersons office.
"Hello, please take a seat", the doctor greets them when they walk in. The nurse leaves when both alphas have sit down at the two chairs.
"Since we dont know if the omega has any family we can contact, I thought I could share his medical condition with you, seeing as the omega has taken a little liking to you, Rogrs." The doctor says.
"Yes, we actually belives that the omega might be our mate. We both feel a strong connection towards him, but we will see for sure when he wakes up and our other mates meets him". Steve says.
"Och, thats great. He will need alot of support throughout this recovery, he will soon wake up so then you can get and meet him. Now, about his condition.
He is severely dehydrated and malnourished, it's seems to have taken a toll on his body. His heart is a little weak and his wounds have been healing worse. But with a good diet it will be good in a few months.
He has some cracked ribs that we have wrapped it to make sure it heals good.
He seems to have been at suppressants for a pretty long time, also a pretty high dose. It has taken a toll on his kidney and reproduce organs. Hopefully it will all heal with time.
There is also some evidence on forced penetration."
Bucky takes in a shaky breath, he feels awful and the only thing keeping him grounded is his alphas big hand clamping down at his neck, granting support.
"Since he has been on suppressants so long and been malnourished, his body has stopped producing slick. So there will be scarring after the assults, both physically and mentally.
Apart from that there is only som bruises and cuts and wounds that we have cleaned and bandaged." The doctor finishes.
"Alright… Thank you doctor. Do.. do you think we could see him now?" Steve asks, feeling sick after hearing what the omega has been put through…
"Yes yes, he is in room 306B, just be quiet and let him sleep, if he wakes up,call a nurse".
"Thank you doctor Anderson", Steve thanks, he then stands up and Bucky wordlessly follows him out of the office.
"Are you alright love?" Steve asks when they are standing alone in the elevator, waiting to come up to their awaiting floor.
Bucky shakes his head and when he looks up at his alpha from where he is slumped, Steve can see a stray tear falling down his cheek.
" Och lovely, come here" Steve softly brings the man in for a hug, and feeling his alphas arm around him is the thing that makes Bucky lose it, his shoulders shakes from where he is sobbing into Steves neck.
"Everything will be alright, he is safe now yeah? We will help him", Steve murmurs. Bucky nods but doesn't back away from his alpha but greedily breathes in his scent.
"Come on, lets go see him yeah?" Steve says laying a hand on Bucky's shoulder to push him back a little "everything will be ok", he reassures.
Bucky, always trusting his alpha, says "yeah, yeah.." slinging an arm around Steves thick waist and walking as close as he can with him towards 306B.
Natasha let's her slim hands run through her omegas blond hair, it's soft and soothes both of them. Watching Hannibal that is playing at the TV, she sighs.
she is grateful.
Grateful for growing up in a stable home.
Grateful for having a good time in school.
Grateful for finding an amazing pack.
Grateful for getting to work with what he loves, music.
Grateful for having such an amazing life.
The only thing missing is their fifth and last part. Then everything will be complete.
Clint stretches, jawning from just woken up. He looks up from the lap he is laying in at his alpha.
"Good nap?" Natasha asks, stroking her omegas chin.
"Mhm, amazing", Clint says before another jawn interrupts him. "Have the others come home yet?"
Natasha shakes her head, "They found an omega, they are with him at the hospital".
Clint stills. "Why didnt you wake me?"
"You've only been asleep for an hour and it's not much we can do."
"We can altleast go and check if there is something we can do instead of just sleeping. Dammit Natasha", Clint says, a little angry at his alpha he stomps away from the couch into their shared bedroom. Natasha sighs.
Clint mumbles swear words under his breath as he gathers some of his own clothes to bring to the hospital, in case the omega needs some.
Some sweatpants, a t-shirt, one hoodie, some fluffy socks and some very soft underwear. Putting it all in a bag, he walks back out to his now sulking alpha.
"Are you coming or not?"
"Och yes yes", the alpha scrambles to please her now upset omega.
After getting a text from their alpha, the red haired and blondie makes way towards 306B, the sight meeting them is breaking both their hearts.
Their pack alpha is holding Bucky tight against his side,Bucky leaning his head on the alphas shoulder. Both looking dishelved and broken, Bucky the most with frizzy hair and bloodshot eyes after crying.
They are sitting beside a bed, in the bed lays a little figure, mostly covered by the blankets.
Clint doesn't waste a second on walking in.
"Clint, Natasha", Steve greets, Bucky looks up and seems to crumble down once again. Clint is fast there and sits down in his lap, letting the alpha lay his head on his shoulder and breathe in his soothing omega scent.
"Breath alpha.. Breath…" Clint mumbles into his hair.
"What's going on?" Natasha asks, now standing beside them, letting her hand rubb soothing patterns on Bucky's back.
"Look at the omega", is all Steve says.
Natasha looks over into the bed, the omega lays peacefully. The only thing not covered by the blankets his face and al to skinny arms and hands. sHe instantly feels a pull. Wanting to help, to love.
"Is that…?"
"What?" Clint asks, looking up from his crying alpha, turning towards the bed. Bucky whines, bringing the omegas focus back at him.
"Well we are not sure.." Steve begins" since he hasn't said a word yet and not even woken up since we came here but yes. We believe that he is our mate".
"What!?" That catches his attention, turning towards the omega. He slowly gets up from his alphas lap, Natasha taking over to comfort Bucky, and leans over the bed to get a better look. "What happend to him?"
"Too much… He will recover, at least physically, with time", Steve sighs.
Clint whines lowe in his throat in sympathy. Their mate who they have longed for for so long… They failed him. They should've searched more..
Steve slings an arm around his middle and brings him down into his lap.
"Calm, omega. Everything will be okay with time. We will help him", Clint nods, unable to take his eyes of the prettiest creature he ever seen.
"When is he going to wake up?" Natasha asks.
"The doctor said whenever," Steve answers, letting his head rest on Clints shoulder.
Tony head feels heavy, nothing new. But it doesn't hurt, it's just.. heavy. Nothing hurts. He is floating.
Opening his eyes, he expects to maybe see the beta (whom never introduced himself) or just darkness, but it's light… And it's hurting his eyes that has gotten used the darkness. He can't stop the whimper that comes out of him.
"Oh
Someone says and he can hear someone moving, then the light is getting darker. What is going on?
"Sorry, we didnt think you would wake up so soon…" wake up? Was he drugged? Yeah probably. Was he sold? He knew his father wanted him to make new weapons.. Maybe sold to Irak? Or Norway…
He decides to be brave and opens his eyes once again. This time, the light is dimmed and he can see without much difficulty. Looking around with round big eyes, he realizes that he is somewhere else… A hospital. And four of the best looking people he has even seen.
Just beside him is a blonde omega sitting in a chair.
"Hey there", he says sotfly.
They must sense him being confused.
"It's ok. You are safe now."
Safe? What does he mean.
"They found you, yeah? You are at a hospital, everything will be alright." The blonde says sotfly, as to not scare him.
Relief washes through him. They found him.
Clint watches as a stray tear makes its way down the newly woken up omega. Wanting to comfort, but not to scare, he slowly lifts up and offers his hand for the omega to take.
Tony doesn't think twice about grabbing the hand and pulling the man close.
Clint loses his balance at the omegas sudden outburst and falls into the bed.
"Shit! I'm sorry", he quickly exclaims. But when begging to move away, the omega whines.
"You want me to stay? To hold you?.."
The omega once again whines, nodding into his chest. Clint smiles a little and gets comfortable in the little bed.
Tony feels safe with the stranger to omega. His scent fills him with joy and he would like to stay in his embrace forever.
He can feel him running his fingers through his pretty dirty hair.
"My name is Clint, whats your name?" The omega, Clint, sotfly asks.
Tony thinks over the pro and cons with answering… concluding that the omega won't harm him, he answers.
"...t-Tony…"
The voice is so soft, so sweet, Clint almost melts on the spot.
"Hi Tony, that's a very pretty name".
"T-thank you-u.."
Silence falls over them, Clint not stopping petting the sweet omega.
It's a few minutes later when the door to the little hospital room opens and the omega in Clints arms go rigid.
"Shh, it's okey", Clint mumbles into the brown hair.
The alphas, who've been out to get some food for their omegas, stops in doorway. Steve looks at Clint for permission to walk in.
"It's just my alphas, they are great and won't hurt you. Is it okay if I let them in?" Clint asks quietly.
Tony looks up at him, searching for some sign that the alphas are going to hurt him or Clint, he finds nothing.
Nodding, he goes back to cuddle against Clints chest, still tense and on highalert.
The alphas slowly walks in with heave steps, making sure the omega knows they are moving. Steve walks first, in his hands are five cups with diffeent liquids in. Coffe for Steve and Natasha,hot chocolate for Bucky and Clint and lastly some juice for the omega.
"Hello", Steve greets. Sitting down at the chair closest to the omega, scooping it back a little so they get some more space.
"Hey what did you get for me?" Clint asks, keeping petting the omega.
"I got you some hot chocolate!" Steve says, putting all the drinks on the little table by the bed.
"And I…" Natasha, walking towards the bed, says" got you a sandwich and a blueberry muffin."
"Ah! God sends, thank you." Clint says, taking the gods from Natasha. He now notices that the youngest alpha has stayed behind in the doorway, shuffling quietly on his feet.
"Bucky love?"
"Erm…" Bucky slowly brings forward his hands that have been behind his back, holding a small fluffy rainbowy bear. He shyly looks at Tony that hasnt looked up yet. "..."
"Tony?" Clint softly asks, the alphas never heard their omega with such loving voice.
The omega, Tony, temptive looks up at the blond. "I think Bucky got you something."
The small omega slowly lifts his head. Seeing two big alphas just a meter from him used to make him shy away but not this time, he still feels safe. He then looks back over where the voice, Bucky, is. Bucky, who is holding a little teddybear in his big hands.
"Erm.." the big alpha begins, holding the stuffed animal out against him." here, it's for you…"
The omega just stared wide eyed at him. For him? What? Why does the alpha seem so unsure.. giving him …?
"What…?" He whispers.
"A.. a get well soon gift…?" Seeing the alpha so unsure makes the omega feel giddy. Unsure to give little Tony a gift? Silly.
"T-thank you…" he murmurs, reaching out to take the animal, it's soft against his fingers and he can't resist putting it up against his face.
The alphas internally coos at the cute sight.
"You are welcome.." Bucky mumbles, blushing.
"You are like two middle schoolers…" Clint says, grinning.
Bucky just blushes harder and then sits down beside Natasha.
"Have you called for a nurse?" Steve asks.
Clint whips his head up. “Shit no i forgot.”
“That's fine love”, the pack alpha smiles and leans over to push the red button beside the bed. When he does so, Tony catches a whiff of his scent.
“You…”
“Yeah?” Steve says, sitting back at his chair.
“You saved me, thank you..”
Steve smiles. Just as he is about to answer the nurse comes into the room.
“Hello, good to see you awake Tony! I will just check your values and then let you rest for a bit until the doctor comes to check on you, okey?” The kind looking beta girl asks. Tony nods and she gets to work.
“Everything seems fine, but call me if it is anything, ok?”
The alphas nods while Clint comforts the little tense omega in his arms. Letting the stranger look him over was scary.
A little while later Tony speaks up, “Who are you guys…?”
They all stops. Looking at each other, they decide to be straight forward.
“We believe that we are your mates, Tony”, Natasha says.
Said omega scrunches up his nose a little, then nods “Alright, I guessed that.”
“Why?” Clint asks.
“I feel safe for the first time in i don't know how long”, Tony sighs, then snuggles deeper into Clint's chest.
They all coo. They find their fifth part, it will be a long way to recover but with time they know they will all heal.
Bucky sheds a few tears. He will do everything in his power to make his last mate happy, Steve swears to put everyone that hurt his omega in hell, Natasha just wants to lay the small man in his nest. And Clint wants to love his omega mate until he bursts.
Together, they sit in silence except Clint's chewing and occasionally, him offering Tony pieces of the muffin and the smaller omega shyly thanking him before stuffing his mouth full.
Steve and Bucky watch with pure adoration filling their eyes, while Natasha occupies herself with reading Tony' journal that hangs by the foot of the hospital bed. It doesn't say much, only written his current injuries and the scars painting his body.
There is a blank space where his name should be and also where his packs names should be.
They all look up when there is a knock on the door, Steve waiting for Tony' hesitant nod before giving the person permission to enter with a “Come in!”.
The door is opened and in steps a petite and small omega in a white coat. Her face is round and her blond hair up in a ponytail.
“Hello, I am Doctor Anderson and I will take care of you will you stay here”, she says, her voice low and she speaks to everyone in the room.
Steve nods, the smallest omega in the room keeps his head burrowed in Clints chest but keeps one eye open and shyly follows the doctors every move.
“So, I have been informed about everything that has happened, and even though we usually don't let, well strangers, really, stay in the room while we talk with the patient, we are ready to make an exception today, if you feel the most comfortable with them staying in the room, ok?” She says, this time addressing Tony.
The small body of the omega visibly relaxes at that, and he gives a small nod.
“Alright, if at any time you feel unfomcortble and/or want to stop, you just tell me, ok?”
Steve smiles, hearing her and seeing how he holds herself, he is sure she has experience of trauma patients since before, which relaxes him.
Tony nods again.
“Great, at first, I would just like to fill in the blank spots in your journal.
What is your name?”
Tony audibly gulps, letting his eyes roam the room in hopes of… what, he doesn't know. But something.
He is brought back out of his mindset of anxiety when Clint starts up his petting that he stopped when the doctor came in.
“l–...Tony…” He whispers. He looks up seeing the doctor give him a small but encouraging smile, he keeps going, “...Stark”
“Tony Stark”, the doctor repeats as she writes it down. “When were you born, Tony?”
“24th december, 2002”, he whispers.
“So you will be turning 20 this year”, the doctor says. Tony eyes widen. Twenty. Damn.
“Alright, Tony, how do you feel? Any soreness, any pain? Discomfort?”
“I-...” He begins, but then closes his mouth and hides in Clints chest, feeling his eyes will up with tears, he shuts them tightly.
Everything hurt. Every bone in his body ached, his bum shot pain up his spine every time he moved and he was scared that his head was about to explode.
Clint gathers him closer, his breath hitting Tony' ear “How do you feel, huh?” He whispers.
The small omega just shakes his head.
“Alright, that's fine Tony. I'm going to give you a break, and then when you feel ready, I can come back in, ok?”
Tony doesn't acknowledge her, but stays in his fellow omegas arms, whining softly as tears fall down his pale cheeks.
“Yes, I think that would be good. Thank you”, Steve nods to Anderson, watching her stand up and leave, he then turns his attention to his two omegas.
“Shhh… You are doing so good, such a good boy…” Clint praises into the light brown fluffy hair.
“Im sorry…” comes a small whisper.
Clint quickly shakes his head, “No baby, no no.. No need to apologize. You have done nothing wrong.
You know, a few months ago, when I was just about to go into heat, Steve forgot to buy chocolate covered pretzels and just bought the regulars. I cried so hard I almost passed out.
And once, sorry Buck, Bucky stubbed his toe in the table leg, cried into my stomach for an hour straight. None of these was really because I was upset because I didn't get the right pretzels, or of how much it hurt to stub a toe. But because everything was bottled up and it needs only a little bit for it all to spill over.
Crying is never wrong, showing your emotions are never wrong.”
They all sit in silence for a few moments, before Natasha whistles low. “I think that's the longest I've ever heard you speak without it being about food or a rant. Amazing”.
Steve breathes out of his nose, smiling at his pack.
About fifteen minutes later, the doctor comes back and they finish. Tony has silent tears making their way down his cheek, and Clint holds him close.
“And, I'm so sorry Tony, but the police are here waiting to take your testimony. You can choose to do that either now, or wait and do it tomorrow.” Andersson finishes.
“now…” Tony whispers.
Steve doesn't question his decision, but gives him a little squeeze to the hand he is holding.
The officers come in, and they begin.
They learn that since he was just a child, Tony loved to create things, he was very smart and creative.
After he discovered metal, and at 11 started to create more complex things, Howard realised what a gold mine he got in the form of his own son.
But once Tony understood that the things he did weren't used for the greater good, he tried to refuse and stop it all.
In came Obadiah Stane, the one who tamed Tony to do everything he wanted.
He was locked down in the basement, and everyday Obidah came by to use him and check that he worked as he should.
A few hours later, the officers leave, and Tony burrows in close under the covers against Clint. He sighs, lets his eyelids drop and falls asleep, the best sleep he has had in years.