This is for the “Alpha for Hire” square on my @spnabobingo card. Beta’d by the Amazing Badass @kittenofdoomage
Part 1 (all parts are linked) Master List
Characters: Alpha! Dean Winchester, Beta! Sam Winchester, Omega! reader, Beta! sister Terri
DEAN
I threw the car into park in front of the emergency room, not even bothering with a parking space. Something told me Y/N didn’t have that kind of time. She hadn’t opened her eyes once during the drive over, and she was so pale.
Running around to the passenger side, I scooped her up in my arms, hissing as I came in contact with her burning skin. She was way too hot. I flew through the automatic doors, shoving a guy out of my way with my shoulder in an effort to get to the desk faster. “I need help!” I bellowed to the woman sitting at the window.
She took one look at Y/N and jumped out of her chair, yelling to people I couldn’t see. “Jeff, I need a stretcher now! Is Dr. Price back there? I need him!”
The doors flew open and a nurse came out, along with a man I guessed was the doctor, and a guy with a stretcher. I laid Y/N down gently, and just as the nurse asked me her name, Y/N make a strange gasping noise, and her eyes flew open. Then they rolled back in her head as her whole body arched up off the bed and began to twitch violently.
The nurse grabbed Y/N’s shoulder to keep her from falling onto the floor. “She’s seizing! We need to get her in the back, quick!” The doctor barked.
The two men ran through the doors with the stretcher. I went to follow them, but the nurse blocked my way. “You need to wait here. Someone will be out to get some information from you.”
“I’m am not leaving her,” I replied in a hard voice, my fists clenched tightly.
She laid a hand on my arm and her tone softened. “The best thing you can do for her is stay here and let us do our jobs, okay? We will take care of your Omega.” She pointed towards the empty waiting room and I sighed in annoyance, fighting every instinct I had to charge through that door after Y/N. It wasn’t until after she’d walked away that I realized she’d called Y/N my Omega.
After sitting for a while it dawned on me that someone would eventually be coming to ask me questions. Questions I couldn’t answer. I knew Y/N’s name and her address, but that was it. I thought for a second, then fired off a text to the one person I knew who could help me.
My friend Charlie was one of the schedulers at Alpha4. She was 90 pounds of fiery redheaded Beta who loved to tease me about my popularity with the Omegas. She liked to joke that the only reason she was immune to my charms was the fact that she was a lesbian. She had a great sense of humor and always made me laugh.
Charlie was a bit of a hacker in her spare time. The company kept access to the client files limited to a select few to protect the clients’ privacy. All we were ever given was the name and the address. Since I had quit so abruptly, I had lost what little access I did have. But if anyone could help me, Charlie could.
Dean: Hey Charlie, are you in the office? I need your help.
Charlie: Dean! I heard you quit! What happened?
Dean: The short story? I met someone. I’ll fill you in later. I need your help now.
Charlie: What’s up?
Dean: I need you to hack into a client’s file. Can you do that?
Charlie: Is that all? I thought you were going to ask for something hard.
Dean: CAN YOU?
Charlie: Seriously? Of course I can. Who?
Dean: Y/L/N, Y/F/N
Charlie: Wait a minute…. She called for you and flipped out on Rachel when she told her you weren’t with the company anymore. Is it her?
Dean: Yes
Charlie: OMG
Dean: I need her emergency contact please
Charlie: Is everything okay?
Dean: I don’t know. I’m at the hospital.
A minute later, Charlie texted me Y/N’s sister’s full name and her phone number. I thanked her and promised I’d explain everything as soon as I could. No one had been out to talk to me yet so I decided the best thing to do was call her sister.
She must have lived nearby because she was flying through the ER doors less than ten minutes later. She looked frantic. I knew she recognized me from Harvelle’s because she came right over as soon as she saw me. “Dean? What happened? Where’s Y/N? How did you get my number?”
I motioned for her to sit down. “It’s Terri, right?” She nodded. “Which question do you want answered first?”
“What happened to my sister?” she said immediately.
“She left me a voicemail asking me to come over right away. She said it was an emergency. When I got to her place, the door was unlocked, and I found her unconscious on the floor. She was burning up. So I brought her here. When we got here she had some kind of seizure or something. They took her away. I got her emergency contact info from work and called you.” I knew I was treading on thin ice here, but I wasn’t gonna lie.
“She’s not in heat, is she?” Terri snapped at me, arms crossed, and eyes shooting daggers. She looked just like Y/N when she was angry. “You know with her condition she has to keep her heats under control or those sudden fevers can kill her, right? So have you finally gotten your head out of your ass and told Y/N that you’re in love with her yet?”
I stared at her in surprise. She wasn’t pulling any punches. “Is it that obvious?” I asked with an embarrassed smile.
“I have eyes, Dean. I saw the way you were looking at her at Harvelles.”
My smile faded when her words finally registered, and I grabbed her arm. “Wait a minute….What did you just say? What condition? What fevers? Am I missing something?”
Terri gave a short bark of laughter and rolled her eyes towards the ceiling. “Let me guess. My stubborn, pig-headed sister didn’t tell you, did she?”
“Tell me what?” I demanded, my voice sharp with frustration.
“Believe me, Dean, I would LOVE to enlighten you, but it’s just not my story to tell,” Terri said mysteriously, and before I could press her for an answer, a nurse came out to talk to us.
“Who is with Miss Y/L/N?” she asked, looking up from her clipboard. Terri and I stood up. “Can you come with me please?”
As we walked over to the door, Terri whispered to me, “Let me do the talking.”
“And you are?” the nurse asked, looking up at her through lowered lashes.
Terri immediately spoke up. “I am Y/N’s sister. And this is her boyfriend. Is she okay? Can we see her?”
I try not to let my surprise show at hearing Terri call me Y/N’s boyfriend. But I got why she was doing it. They might not let me see her otherwise. The nurse walked us through the curtained bays of the ER, and in the very last bed, was Y/N. She was awake, and her cheeks had some color in them. She looked very upset, but then she saw me, and her whole body relaxed, and she smiled. “Dean, you’re here,” she whispered.
I was so relieved to see her awake. Every muscle was screaming at me to go to her. I took a step in her direction, but then the doctor came over and introduced himself and we did the same. “I’ve been reading over your chart, Miss Y/N. I see you have had multiple hospitalizations for complications from Turner-Singer, is that correct?”
I was listening to the doctor, but my eyes were on Y/N. “Yes,” she answered softly. Turner-Singer? I had never heard of that. Could that be the “condition” Terri was referring to?
Y/N
My eyes flew to Dean when the doctor mentioned my condition out loud. He looked so confused. This was not how I wanted him to find out, but there was nothing I could do about it at the moment. He wasn’t saying anything, and he was just looking at me, and I didn’t know what he was thinking. I just wanted him to hold me, and tell me we were okay.
The doctor was writing notes in my chart as he was talking, and not really looking at me; I hate when they do that. “I would like to keep you overnight for observation, Y/N. Your heat starting caused your temperature to rise very quickly, and you had a febrile seizure. We brought your temperature down, but…..”
“No,” I interrupted, “I’m not staying. I want to go home.”
This finally made him look up, his thick eyebrows raising almost into his hairline. The corners of his lips twitched in displeasure. “I don’t think that is a good idea.”
“Dammit, Y/N, don’t be difficult!” Terri snapped at me, leaning on my bed with one hand. “Do what the doctor says!”
“T, I don’t need a hospital. I….I just need Dean,” I admitted, the flush in my cheeks having nothing to do with my fever. My sister stepped back, a multitude of emotions crossing her face, from surprise to happiness.
Dean finally spoke. “Can you guys give us a minute, please?”
“Of course,” the doctor replied, and he and Terri left us alone.
As soon as they were gone, Dean came over to me and took my hand. “Look, Dean, I know you have a lot of questions. I know I should have told you. I don’t really have a good reason for why I didn’t but…..”
My words were cut off as his lips covered mine, and he cradled my face in his hands as he kissed me hard. My hands immediately came up around his neck as I deepened the kiss. I couldn’t stop the low moan that escaped my lips as my body responded to his scent. He pulled away from me, breathing hard. “I got your message,” he growled in my ear, the sound of it sending shivers along my skin. “I love you too.”
He stood back and pushed the curtain open, waving the doctor and Terri back. I stared Terri down. “Dean’s taking me home.”
She threw up her hands in defeat. “Fine, whatever.”
As the doctor wrote out my discharge instructions, he commented to Dean, “Your Omega is a very stubborn young woman, isn’t she?”
“Yeah, she sure is,” Dean replied with a smirk. His Omega.
Our eyes met, and I felt the heat in his gaze. I know there is so much between us that is undecided, but all I can think about is how much I want him. We’ll figure the rest out.
