Renny: In case anyone was worried that the last bit of the previous chapter was foreshadowing, it wasn't. Nothing bad's gonna happen, I think I've already tortured Green enough.

Green: Thank fuck for that.

Renny: Just be glad I'm not making you miscarry or anything. But there are other ways to torture you during pregnancy.

Green: WHAT.

Renny: *laughs evilly* Oh, and by the way- if I get any details about pregnancy or anything wrong, I'm going by mostly on what I know from fanfics. Which kind of don't really help. Don't hate on me, I'm like two or three months away from being seventeen, alright? Also, the internet doesn't help me at all.

Green: The good news is you'll forever be confused at the concept of having kids, because you're both aromantic and asexual.

Renny: Oh no, the asexual bit's kind of hazy. The one thing I'm definitely sure of is the aromantic thing.

Green: Wait what.

Renny: Disclaimer!

Green: But you just said-

Renny: Disclaimer or die.

Green: Renny doesn't own pokemon.

Renny: On with the show!

OOOOOO

"Now, don't be alarmed, but the reason you're so big already is because you're having twins." the doctor told the parents to-be.

"I'm what?" Green gasped.

"He's what?" Red echoed his mate.

The doctor nodded, looking slightly akward.

"One boy and one girl, in fact." he went on. "I know you only came here to ask the baby's gender . . . but it looks like you'll have to buy some extra things now."

"Well," Red said, glancing down at Green. "The good news is we've prepared for a boy or girl. Now we just need to get a few more things."

"Being male or female doesn't necessarily code them into liking certain things." Green scolded him. "For all we know, the boy could want the pink stuff and the girl could want the blue stuff."

Red rolled his eyes fondly, and turned back to the doctor.

"Is there any way of finding out what their statuses are?" he asked. "Like, now, or maybe a little while after they're born?"

"I'm glad you're taking this so calmly, the last mates we had who found they were having more than one kid freaked out completely." the doctor sighed, smiling gratefully. "But unfortunately, no. Not until they're at least ten or eleven- that's when the two of you found out your statuses, yes?"

"I did." Red agreed. He looked at his mate with a teasing grin. "Green knew as well, but he kept it a secret for years, didn't you, love?"

"Oh shut up, it was for good reason." Green muttered.

"Oh?" The doctor looked very interested. "How long did you keep it a secret?"

" . . . Till I was seventeen." Green mumbled, embarrassed. He was well aware that any omegas who hid their statuses were normally found out within two or three years, and he'd managed it for over six.

The doctor was shocked and impressed. "You, sir, are one strange omega." he commented, but said nothing further and continued on with the scan.

As they walked out of the hospital, Green fought the urge to check if anyone was staring at him. He already knew that people were still shocked that Green Oak, of all people, was an omega- and now that he was pregnant (with twins, no less!), the press would probably never leave him alone.

"You okay?" Red asked, arm around his mate's waist.

"Yes, I- . . . no." Green sighed. He couldn't lie to Red. "I'm not blaming the baby- babies, sorry- but . . . I'm scared. This'll be all over the papers by tomorrow, even if that doctor swore secrecy. Someone'll find out, and they'll leak it, and we won't ever get left alone-"

"Don't worry." Red interrupted him gently. "If it makes you feel better, we could make a nest in the bedroom? You wouldn't have to leave it unless you wanted to."

"Thank you." Green smiled. "But I can't, you know that. Someone needs to run the Gym."

"What if I did that?"

"No offence, but working for the Champion of Kanto would just blow my Trainer's minds." Green laughed. "Nevermind the fact that I'm pregnant and mated to you."

"Aw, I thought they loved it when I came to check on you." Red pouted childishly.

"You mean they faint and drool." Green deadpanned. "Even Bonita's nervous around you, and he's an alpha!"

"Yeah well, so long as he has the sense to not try anything with you, he can keep on being nervous." Red replied, completely serious.

Green stopped and looked up at him, somehow managing to look threatening despite his growing stomach.

"Red, if you're purposefully terrorising the only alpha I have in employment, I will maim you." he said. "Besides, he's bonded with Arabella and Salma."

"He might try to make you one of his pack." Red shrugged, continuing on. Green followed him and Red put his arm back around his pregnant mate's waist again.

"The hell he would, he's terrified of me."

"What was that about me terrorising the only alpha you've got?" Red grinned.

"I'm allowed to, I'm his boss. You, on the other hand, are some weirdo who also happens to be the best Trainer in the world." Green flippantly informed him.

"Oh, so I'm the best am I?" Red whispered into his ear.

Green batted him away, a blush rising on his cheeks.

"We're in public, dammit, don't get horny." he snapped.

It had actually been Crystal's idea to have an alpha in his Gym. Normally, Green would have been fine with just employing omegas (apparently, since he was an omega and a Gym Leader, he was some sort of beacon of hope for all omega Trainers out there) and betas.

But then Crystal had made him realise that it was a stupid idea, because alphas who came in could try anything. So she's introduced Green to Bonita, who in turn introduced him to his pack- Arabella and Salma, who were both betas.

The twins, Elan and Ida, were both omegas. So, the Leader of Viridian Gym was an omega who employed two other omegas, two betas and an alpha. Oh, the press had had a lovely time with that piece of news.

Until Red and Bonita had growled at them to piss off, and they'd gotten pretty tired of the story after that.

Green was still kind of nervous around alphas he didn't know personally, so it took a while for him to not freak out whenever he and Bonita (who was now his second-in-command) were alone in a room. Before, he had to have one of the others or Red with him, but he was now comfortable around Bonita.

And thank Mew for that, he'd probably have to ask the older man to take over the Gym for a while at some point. Mainly in making sure the hologram was working, or to take over for it in case there were any idiot Trainers who refused to battle a group of well-trained pokemon.

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"You're sure you don't want anything?" Red checked, climbing out of the nest of pillows.

"I'm sure." Green told him.

"Because you've had random cravings in the past, and by the time you manage to get to a phone and tell me, I'm halfway back home." his mate went on. "Are you absolutely certain that you're not gonna suddenly crave, I dunno, grapes and ice cream?"

"That was one time." Green muttered, crossing his arms.

"No, it was yesterday and last week." Red corrected him. "Nothing?"

"Look, if it'll make you feel better, gimme a phone so I can call you." Green sighed. "You don't have to keep worrying about me."

Red leaned back into the nest and kissed Green on the forehead gently.

"I only worry because I love you." he murmured fondly. "And you're carrying my kids."

"Yeah, you've only reminded me every day." Green giggled quietly.

Red eventually gave him a phone so he could call in case any cravings did come up (the grape thing wasn't the weirdest, seriously), and he left for the shops.

Green's team were all in rotation at the Gym, where Bonita had actually taken over, mainly in caring for the pokemon and letting one or two come back to the house if they wanted to check up on him. No more than one or two at a time, since he was due any day now and Red didn't want to take any chances.

The twins would be their first kids, after all. If Red didn't worry his head off about Green, then something was wrong.

It had only been half an hour when Green heard the front door open and close. He was a little surprised- normally it took about an hour for Red to get whatever was on the list. Was he that worried?

Red didn't call "I'm home!" like he normally did when he came back, which struck Green as slightly odd. But he didn't get up from the nest because it was hard enough getting into it, what with his stomach and all.

The bedroom door opened and he heard two pairs of footsteps. That was odd, had Red brought one of Green's pokemon back with him?

But . . . the footsteps sounded human. Both of them.

So why-

The pillows making up the nest were thrown away and Green yelped, looking up at two people who were defintely not Red. Or one of his pokemon.

"You sure this is him?" one of them asked, looking at his friend.

"Positive." the other one answered, looking down at Green through narrowed eyes.

Alphas.

Green shrank back, eyes wide in terror, as second one who'd spoken produced a thin but sharp knife. The first alpha muttered something under his breath and roughly took a hold of Green, holding him down.

"W-wait, no-" Green began, panicked.

"Shut up, Oak." the first apha snapped. He looked at his friend. "How do you wanna do this?"

But he wasn't even in heat- what were they doing in here? And why did the second alpha have a knife?

"Like we discussed- slit his stomach." the second alpha replied, getting on his knees in front of Green. He lifted the omega's shirt and lined up the knife with his stomach.

Green screamed in his face, hoping to at least make him jerk back so he could grab the phone in his pocket, but the first alpha put a hand over his mouth and growled at him.

Something should have happened by now. Green should have gone mad, trying to protect his unborn children, but all he could feel was overwhelming terror- not for his own life, but the life of his babies.

And submissiveness. Not for the first time, Green wished he wasn't an omega- or a weak omega, who would submit to any alpha that growled at him unless his mate was in the room.

"We'll have kids of our own, now." the second alpha said, looking at his friend with adoring eyes.

They weren't just friends, then. They were mates, but their statuses meant that they couldn't have kids- but why the hell didn't they just adopt?

It wasn't like it was the first time alphas or betas or omegas became mates with the same status! Why were they after him, why were they after his unborn children?

The second alpha started to cut into Green's stomach, and Green screeched in pain.

The first alpha immediately hissed and then bit into Green's neck, not on the side where his mark was, thank Mew, but the bite was enough to make him freeze up completely, terrified that someone else would mark him as their own and Red would see him as disloyal.

Green was only half aware of the dripping of his own blood, because he was starting to feel far too dizzy to keep track of what was going on. The only thing that kept him in reality was the pain as the second alpha cut into him.

He was also half aware of his own screaming, because it was white hot pain, as the second alpha- after he'd made a big enough cut- stuck his hand into Green and started pulling out his twins.

No . . . not . . . not my babies . . . Green thought weakly.

He must have blacked out for a moment, because suddenly the two alphas were standing over him, each with a blood-soaked bundle of blankets in their arms. His kids. Red's children.

Oh no, Red! What would he think? Green had failed to protect their kids, he was going to hate him!

The two alphas barely even looked at him as they left, cooing at the crying babies.

Red . . . I-I'm sorry . . . I always screw up- but I never . . . never t-thought I'd screw up this badly . . .

I'm so, s-so sorry . . .

"Green!?"

Blood everywhere, and he was starting to black out entirely.

"Green, don't go to sleep, okay? I'm gonna call the hospital!"

Blissful darkness . . . maybe it was a good idea to succumb to it. He'd let his babies be stolen from him, all because he couldn't fight against the two alphas- what use was he?

"It's me, it's Red, please . . . don't die on me. After all we've been through, don't you dare die on me, you hear? Green!"

" . . . sorry . . ."

Absolutely no use at all.

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Somehow, Green lived. Through the pain, through his babies being ripped out of him forcefully, through everything.

He wished he hadn't.

Red sat by his bedside, trying to get him to eat, sleep, or even just speak, but Green just ignored him. He didn't deserve to live, so why should he eat or sleep?

Speaking, well . . . if he spoke, people would just ask him questions he didn't want to answer.

"Can you describe the attacker's faces for me?"

"How are you feeling today?"

"Any pain in your stomach?"

"We need you to tell us exactly what happened."

"Do you think you can eat this for me?"

No, no, no, no, no.

No to all of them.

He didn't get a good enough look, and he couldn't even remember much anyway- all he could remember was blinding pain and the terror as he felt his own children being torn out of him.

He was feeling like he wanted to die, that much was obvious, and of course there was pain in his stomach! And an emptiness where his kids should have been.

He couldn't remember. Not all of it, just some. And what he did remember, he didn't want to.

No, he was not going to eat anything for anyone. If he died, maybe he'd see his children, because they certainly wouldn't have survived after that.

One voice made itself heard above all others, and Green found that even if he tried, he couldn't ignore it.

"Green?" Red whispered, cupping his face gently. "Please, say something to me. E-even if it's just to tell me to get lost, please."

Green flinched away, only just stopping himself from curling up because of the pain. The doctors didn't want to give him too many painkillers in case he got addicted or something.

They shouldn't give him painkillers. They should give him poison.

He let those alphas take his babies.

Blue and Yellow came to visit sometimes, though they weren't allowed to stay all-hours like Red did. Mostly because they weren't his mates or anything, but Green didn't understand why Red would want to stay with Green after how badly he'd screwed up.

The other Dexholders made appearances, but Green ignored them as well.

They shouldn't care this much about a failure like him. He'd failed to be a mother, and he'd failed his mate- what bigger sin was there?

And Grandpa and Daisy were the worst, besides Red. They came daily and tried to get him to eat or something, but even though his body was demanding something in him, Green ignored everything.

"He's dangerously thin, if he doesn't get something in him soon-"

"I know that already! What the fuck do you think I've been doing this whole time?"

"I apologise, Champion Red, but-"

"He won't eat, he can't sleep, and he won't even try talking! You don't think I've tried everything I can, to at least make him say something? I'd settle for being yelled at to go away at this point!"

Some part of Green, the part that was still sane at least, felt incredibly guilty that he was making Red feel this way. But that part was small, and everything else was devoted to reminding him over and over what a failure of a mother he was.

The police- and not to mention half the region- were putting all their effort into finding the Champion's children. The press kept the story on the front page, even over some of the more important news that had to be reported.

And yet . . . not one word about Green. It was all Red's children this, Red's children that, the Champion is distraught about the kidnapping of his children . . .

It was probably a good thing he hadn't been mentioned as the mother, otherwise everyone would know what a failure he was. As much as Green thought of himself as that, he didn't want the entire region (or world) knowing about it.

Even though he should have been out there, tearing apart the entire region looking for his babies, Red stayed with Green and didn't even attempt to move from his side.

He got updates from the officers who sometimes visited to tell him news on the investigation (not like much had happened), and sometimes from the Dexholders who came (who actually did get in on the search).

"They'll find our kids." Red whispered to Green, nearly a week later. "But please, we can't be together with them if you . . . just please, eat something."

Green had been put on some drip thing that gave him food in liquid form or whatever, but he didn't want it. He couldn't rip it out, because he'd tried that and he'd only managed to cause a massive panic.

And he didn't want to be even more of a failure, so he didn't try it again.

"I even got ice cream." Red suddenly said, taking a small tub out of his bag. He put it on the bedside table. "Your favourite- the doctor's said it probably wasn't a good idea, but . . . I've never seen you reject ice cream."

It was true, he hadn't. Even when Green had been full and refused to eat anything else because he would have burst, he'd still had ice cream.

It was tempting. So, so tempting . . . but he couldn't. Not . . . not when he'd failed like this, he didn't deserve something like that.

Green just looked at the tub, and then glanced at Red. He blinkled slowly, and suddenly felt dizzy.

Then his stomach made itself known, louder than any other time it had growled that past week. Green squeaked hoarsely, and curled up slightly.

"Do you want me to help you?" Red asked gently, leaning forward. "There's no shame in asking for help, Green. Please."

He was hungry.

He was thirsty.

He was tired.

And scared.

Why should he have food? He did not derserve it. Not at all.

But . . . it was ice cream. Even if the doctor didn't recommend it, he- he wanted to have some.

But he couldn't, because he'd failed at being a mother and a human being in general- weren't omegas supposed to be caring with their kids, and fierce when they had to protect them? So why had he frozen like that, why had fear gripped him so much that he hadn't been able to fight back?

Why, why, why?

"Green." Red whispered, looking at his mate with all the love in the world. "I still love you, no matter what you may think. I don't care if you hate yourself for this, I don't blame you."

Green stared at him, eyes wide and feeling like his heart was being torn in two.

"I don't blame you." Red repeated himself.

Green closed his eyes and whimpered, bringing his hands up to cover his face. He felt a gentle hand on his back, rubbing comforting circles.

Both of them were shocked when the door suddenly burst open, and Blue stumbled through before managing to balance herself. She was grinning.

"Blue-" Red began, shocked and angry.

"You'll never guess what I was just told!" Blue cried, interrupting him. She waited for a few seconds, and then sighed. "You're supposed to guess."

"Blue, seriously, this is not a good time." Red told her. "I was trying to-"

"The police found them!" Blue snapped, losing her patience.

Red and Green stared at her.

"Your kids!" the woman elaborated. "They found your babies!"

OOOOOO

Renny: Cutting it off here because, well, I have no clue how to go from angst to happiness. It's not this story's style- it might be Viva la Deviants'style, but not this fic's.

Green: Congratulations, you've successfully made several people disappointed. And possibly angry. Including me.

Renny: I live to troll people. I also may have lied when I said I wouldn't torture Green anymore. Read and review!