Epilogue
Theo
It took 5 months for everyone who wanted to live in the compound to move. It was decided that the Omegas would get the largest home in the compound. 6 bedrooms and 3 baths. Mako and I got the next largest with 4 bedrooms and 2 and a half baths. The rest were 2 or 3 bedrooms with at least 2 bathrooms. All had garages to store bikes and gear. Plans were being made to construct a few smaller 2-bedroom homes with 1 bath along the outer perimeter to be used as rental properties for maintenance income. Speaking of income, everything Rogue Nation did now was legitimate. Well, as far as income went, anyway. Clip and a few of the guys opened a small security company. Spuds and Trashcan turned that warehouse space into the RNMC Repair garage with storage for cleaning supplies in the back. Owen did all the books with the help of Gates. Together, they amassed a hefty investment portfolio. Everyone got a monthly stipend from the club as a ‘base pay’. The community center was made over into a bar, church, and schoolroom for younger kids. Teach was hired by the club as the permanent teacher and brought in a couple of assistants. Doc even got a room for a small clinic to give vaccinations and checkups. We had our own little town, almost.
Mako sold his family home, which gave us a nice private nest egg to raise our kids. Oh yes, there would be more than one. My pregnancy was so going easily. No pain, no swelling, and my morning sickness lasted less than a month. The only downside was the waddling. I waddled like a penguin.
On one of the warmer days, Owen and I decided we were going to lie out by the pool. Mako even got me a cushioned lounger so I could be as comfortable as possible. “You staying at our place for supper?” Owen ate with us most days. It’s not like it was hard to cook for 3 instead of 2. Mako liked his company and a couple days a week, we even had Bear over. Our little foursome family.
“If you’re sure Mako doesn’t mind. I haven’t cooked anything lately and well, I’m not that great a cook anyway, so there’s that.” He giggled.
“We both know he doesn’t mind. As long as you don’t interfere with our sex life, he’s fine with any of you guys being at the house. You’re family, and you know how he is about family.” I rubbed more lotion into my swollen belly. “Ooh, feel, he’s kicking again.”
Owen jumped out of his lounger to lay both hands on my belly, helping me rub in the lotion while feeling the baby kick like he was playing soccer. “He’s gonna be a real badass, like his dad. Well, both his dads. Hey, you guys got that figured out yet? Just a couple more months and he’ll be here.”
“Yeah, Mako is daddy and I’ll be papa. We haven’t decided on a name yet. There are a couple strong contenders on the list, but no clear winner yet.” I’ve repeated that line so many times in the last 6 months I think I was saying it in my sleep. Both Mako and I were. In reality, we’d known for months what we were naming our son, we just weren’t telling. Owen grabbed his phone and started to snap a picture of me and my belly. I snatched my towel and covered myself. “Owen, NO! Remember, Gates said no photos of Omegas or kids on our phones.”
“Oh yeah, I forgot. Can I take one with my regular camera back at your place? You look so freakin adorable pregnant.” He put his phone away without an argument. We all knew it was for our safety. We all had pictures of the guys on our phones, but none of us. Life settled into a nice little routine, which we all needed.
I rolled over and threw my leg over Mako’s thigh. The cramp in my lower back had been killing me for the last 2 days. The pain had gotten bad enough that I couldn’t even get completely hard. I’d be making out with my husband and just as things began getting good, a sharp pain would shoot up my spine. I went to Doc yesterday and he checked me out. With less than 2 weeks until my due date, he said that we needed to pay closer attention to any pain I might have. Mako mumbled, half asleep. “Baby, you need another back rub?”
“Do you mind? It really hurts again.” I rolled over and put a pillow under my over swollen belly. Mako reached down and started rubbing my back. I moaned and pushed into his hands.
He leaned forward and kissed the back of my neck. “Hmm, relief moan or turned on moan?” I could feel the smile on his lips.
I moaned again. “A bit of both. I love your hands on me.” I pushed harder into him.
“If I recall, Omega, you love my cock in you more.” Gone were the gentle lip kisses, replaced with nips and bites across my upper back and shoulders. His hands roamed down from my back, fingers exploring my crack and rim of my hole. “Umm, baby? Did you come already?”
I started panting. “Not yet, keep it up Alpha.” I began grinding my hips.
Suddenly his hands were gone, and my back was cold from him throwing the covers off us. “Theo! Your water just broke.”
“What? No, it’s not possible. My back hurts a bit. OH GODDESS!!!” A sharp pain ripped through my abdomen. “Mako, help. It hurts. Call Doc. Please.” I didn’t feel him get out of the bed. A few minutes later I was rolled between my mates legs with my upper back against his chest and his arms around me, just above my abdomen.
Doc’s voice cut through the pain. “Come on Theo, you can do this. You need to push.” I remember little after that. Then a baby was crying. Mako was crying and I’m pretty sure I was crying. “Congratulations Daddy and Papa. Here’s your baby boy.”
Once the light drugs Doc gave me wore off and I was fully awake, I got a good look at our son. “You did so well, my Omega. He’s beautiful.” Mako held both me and our son as if we were the most precious things in the world. To him, I suppose we were.
“Well, you helped, my Alpha.” I reached up and kissed his jaw. “Have any of the guys seen him?”
Mako shook his head. “Nope. I wanted you fully aware. We have that bet on who was gonna cry first.”
Rolling my eyes, I laughed. “My money is still on your bestie.”
“Yeah, well, mine is on yours. I guess we’ll see.” He got up and opened our bedroom door. One by one, all the guys we shared the church table with filed in. Mako leaned over, kissed my head, and took our son into his arms. “Members of Rogue Nation, I introduce you to our newest member… Nathan Owen Sharkey.”
I watched Bear as his breathing stopped and a tear ran down his roughened cheek, dipping into the scar on his jaw. I reached over and gripped Mako’s belt loop when he froze. Owen grabbed Bears arm and squeaked out, “Unka Bear?” Bear looked down at him. “I can’t be Little Brother anymore. That’s Little Nate’s name now. I’ll be Big Brother.”
“That’s what you are now, little man. You’re Big Brother.” The smile on everyone’s faces broke like the morning sun, and I knew we were exactly where we were meant to be.