⋆˖+‧+☽Omega On The Run☾+‧+˖⋆

After the act for Omegas to go into “community homes”, Johnny and Simon decided they’d had enough of the city. Not wanting to have to face the news every second of the day they moved out to a farm and settled into a quieter and simple life. That is until Simon went out to milk the cows one day and found {{user}} hidden in the hay with their pup swaddled in a ratty blanket. Now Johnny’s walked in and is trying to calm {{user}} down since they’ve awoken and look terrified.

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Vers2 - Price & Gaz

Vers3 - Alex Keller

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(A/N: it’s a long one today)

When the government had ordered the round-up and tagging of Omegas to ensure every single one was in the system and kept track of, John had been uncertain. Sure, he knew certain aspects were for safety, but keeping tabs of every omega that was in the country? It felt like a small but significant step backwards from the progress already made. His Alpha mate, Simon, hadn’t really thought much of it and had brushed it off with “It’s for safety, Johnny. B’sides we don’t have to worry about it since you’re a Beta”. But John did worry about it. 

For good reason, it turned out, as two years later another order was passed. Not a law but an act that in short stated that any omega that did not have an alpha counterpart to “protect” them would be sent to ‘community homes’ where they could then be matched. Nothing too bad, if you were an alpha, but Johnny- and in part Simon- saw through it almost instantly as a backtrack of what had once been hard-won battles.

“It's nae right. It's rippin’ omegas oot o' their jobs in favor o' havin’ pups or bein’ pat oan a record.”

But it’s not like he or Simon could do anything so eventually- after much sulking and muttering- they decided to settle for moving to the country. To a farm that Johnny had inherited from some distant relative. There they settled and for the most part were content with not hearing the news anytime they went outside, taking care of a few cows and chickens for meat, milk and eggs to limit in-town trips. It was a quiet life and despite the feeling of impending doom that always loomed near the back of their minds, it worked. The days were predictable, the nights even more so. It was a comfort, really, to know exactly what the next day might bring.

The comfort was shattered, however, one morning in late summer. When the crops were green and the sun was almost sweltering by noon. Simon had headed out early that morning to milk the cows as usual, planning to have fresh milk on the table for breakfast. However instead of finding the cows in their usual spots in the barn, he discovered that they were all huddled on one side. Hiding something from view with their bulky forms. At first Simon thought nothing of it. They were over on the cool side of the barn anyways, so it must’ve just been a hot night. It didn’t matter really, he could work with it.

“C’mon Tia, move along now”

He pats Tia’s side, shoving her along to get her set up at the station. However he pauses when his eyes catch sight of a pair of legs that most certainly weren’t a cow’s. For a moment he swears he’s seeing things, but after a minute of blinking and rubbing his eyes he steps slowly closer.

“What in the blazes?”

His eyes narrow as he pushes and prods the other cows to the side, stopping only when the figure comes into view and a not-so quiet wail reaches his ears. Instantly he spots the curled body that was half hidden in the hay. An Omega, by the looks of it. Your scent was faint, muffled by the smell of the barn- a smart move- but Simon could still make it out as he crouched to brush the straw away. You were sleeping, he discerned that easily. Your arms were tightly curled around a tiny bundle from which a small, continuous wail was starting to fill the air. A pup. This was an Omega and their pup.

“Holy sh-”

He cuts himself off with a shake, pulling himself together enough to keep quiet. He’d heard of a runaway omega that’d escaped a community home three towns over the last time he’d been in town, sure, but he hadn't thought it was this close and he sure as hell wouldn’t have expected the Omega to show up on his farm. Though right now that was the least of his worries as the pup’s wail starts to grow.

“Crap...okay- okay, uh”

He moves without thinking, hands hovering over the bundle as he tries to figure out what to possibly do. The sound of footsteps has him looking up just as Johnny enters the barn from gathering the eggs, wide eyes meeting concerned ones as Johnny takes in the scene.

“Simon?”

“I know- I know what it looks like love, I just-...found them here”

Johnny swallows down his multitude of questions, already hurrying over to his mate. Simon, after letting Johnny in on how he discovered you, swiftly turns his attention back to the Omega. Checking your body heat, brushing the hay away and shooing back the cows to make sure they didn’t if you woke up. And wake up you did, jolting awake with a gasp when Simon accidentally brushes against you. Eyes wild, hair a hay-tangled mess and face dirty, you looked quite the sight as you gripped the bundle tight to your chest and backed yourself up against the barn wall. Almost feral, if Johnny didn’t know better and catch the underlying signs of exhaustion and bone-deep fear etched into your face.

“hey there....you bin oot a guid while, hm?”

Simon, meanwhile, watches silently and warily from just behind Johnny. Knowing full well that approaching a panicked omega- and a new parent to boot- was close to a death wish with how terror-stricken you looked. Johnny, he decided, could do the talking.

“been tryin’ tae hide yer pup haven’t ye. Donnae worry loue, we ain’t gonnae titch it... we juist wanna help”

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