"Are you going to ask for a divorce?", Derek asked into the silent breach that suddenly separated the two men.
"No." Hotch said firmly. "Haley is my wife and her child is my child. The only way that will ever change would be for her to sue me to have a paternity test run, because I will not request one and I won't let her run one willingly."
"What about her affair?", Derek asked cautiously, knowing how private the older man was with his personal life.
"If she wants a divorce and agrees to let me remain in my child's life I will grant it. If she fights me..."
Both men were getting dressed as the conversation continued and were now respectfully covered. Morgan once again looked exactly like he did when he entered the coffee shop this morning and someone would have to look carefully at Hotch to notice the missing buttons that were hidden under his tie.
The two men just started at each other, not wanting to question what had happened between the two of them in the private waiting area.
"We are linked now, Spencer, you and me. However for the time being it cannot become public knowledge, Spencer must complete his training and certain Directors would be ecstatic to stop it if it became known that he bonded with not one but two Alphas in the first week of training. For his well-being Morgan this cannot become common knowledge."
Hotch's Alpha was already figuring what legal loopholes they would have to jump through to complete Reid's training and hide their bonding. When Morgan gave him a confused look, he just smirked, "Leadership tendencies remember. I'll leave his safety to the big bad protective Alpha."
While Hotch made this declaration he walked right up to Morgan and ran a hand up his noticeable bicep and then pressed a soft kiss to his lips as he finished.
Morgan smiled, "So you navigate the minefield of politics and I keep the two of you safe. I can live with that."
Just then there was a tentative knock on the door.
Dr. Rivers slowly opened the door giving the men in time ample opportunity to stop her if she was interrupting anything. When no sound of objection came from inside she entered.
"We have Dr. Reid out of immediate danger and have him set up in a room with protected Alpha viewing. You cannot enter the room he's in for obvious reasons but the is a connecting room with a full viewing window that you can be moved to."
"How are you treating him?" the question came from Hotch, in their line of work OmegaX was usually a death knell for the Omega drugged and they had seen it's effects first hand on more than one occasion.
"We are cleaning his blood by slowly drawing it, we then use a centrifuge to separate the red blood from the plasma, the plasma is what carries the suppressants he takes as well as the OmegaX through his system, so we replace the plasma with fresh donor plasma and return it to Dr. Reid. The cleansing treatment should take about twenty four hour."
"If nothing unexpected happens within two days of the cleansing he will enter into a normal heat cycle which we cannot suppress, so we will sedate him for it and let nature run its course. Once his heat ends he can return to suppressants and his normal life."
"How successful is this treatment?" Morgan asked.
Dr. Rivers looked hard at the two men in front of her before answering, "He is the third Omega we've treated for OmegaX. The first patient survive and is living with his chosen Alpha and expecting their third pup."
"The other Omega?"
"We couldn't stop the heat with the cleansing treatment, she didn't make it."
"So his chances are still 50/50."Hotch growled.
"No his chances are much better than that and the increases with every minute. Both the other Omegas had entered a heat cycle before we started treatment. Dr. Reid never entered into heat. His ability to keep control of his emotions and biology is extraordinary. The longer he fights the easier it will be and the better his chance of survival."
"You have an amazing Omega. Would you like to see him, because I know he wants to see the two of you." Dr. Rivers said with a smile.
The two men looked at each other smiled and nodded to the doctors question, their inner Alphas swelling with pride at the praise the woman had heaped upon their Omega.
AN: I am not a medical professional nor have I ever studied medicine, the treatment was completely a figment of my imagination. If I made any technical errors I am sorry, it sounded good in my head. Please review with your thoughts and comments. Stray:)