Chapter 11

"Good morning." Lexa purred softly waking to the feeling of Clarke's lips on her wrist." What the hell are you doing baby?" Lexa giggled.

"I'm kissing the boo-boo." Clarke answered nonchalant.

"You are digging your nose into my scar." Lexa giggled

"No." Clarke growled deeply. "I'm kissing it. Making the boo-boo better." Clarke demanded.

"Clarke… it's already healed." Lexa rolled her eyes.

"I don't care. my lover's boo-boo's get kisses." Clarke ordered dominant.

"Of course my alpha." Lexa sighed forfeiting the fight.

"Good girl." Clarke teased kissing the scar more.

"I love you."

"I love you too Lexa. I want you safe." Clarke denoted.

"I am safe baby. I have my strong alpha right here." Lexa assured.

"Good." Clarke kissed up Lexa's arm, to Lexa's neck then her cheek. "I love you."

"You will be a really good mom." Lexa smiled softly.

"I would be a what now!?" Clarke recoiled suddenly.

"You will be a great mother Clarke." Lexa purred.

"I'm not going to be a mom." Clarke huffed pulling back further on the bed.

" Clarke what are you talking about?" Lexa questioned confused.

"I'm talking about the fact that I'm not going to be a mom." Clarke answered resolute.

"Baby… you might already be. If I have any luck." Lexa moved to put her hand against Clarke's belly, but never got close as Clarke jumped from the bed seemingly disgusted by the idea of Lexa's touch.

"I'm on suppressants." Clarke argued, glaring angrily.

Lexa giggled unintentionally at first to a very cold reception from her alpha. "Baby… suppressants don't work like that." Lexa explained like it was obvious.

"Suppressants prevent conception!" Clarke yelled the words she knew to be true.

"Yeah. When you take them as prescribed. But I know you take Ravens as extra, and that it is enough that you skip heats entirely, from your own admission sometimes for months at a time." Lexa reasoned.

"So!? I hate my heats! They… they make me feel... Wrong, all submissive and wrong... They make me even more of everything I hate about being an omega!" Clarke explained angrily.

"Clarke. The reason why doctors don't prescribe suppressants like that is because skipping heats like that almost guarantees that your conception rate is extremely high. Up to ninety percent in most biological omegas. Plus, other side effects like the excessive wetness, and a complete lack of ability to consent in some cases, deferred heats are no small deal Clarke." Lexa explained.

"No! If taking suppressants as normal is an effective contraceptive then more should guarantee I don't get pregnant!" Clarke assured herself ineffectively.

"Clarke. That's not how they work. I promise you I know. My cousin killed himself the night his doctor told him that he wouldn't prescribe extra suppressants for that exact reason... His parents refused to sign the waivers that the doctor required. So the doctor would give him extra." Lexa answered, fear in her voice, the memory of the voicemail he left her sticking in the back of her head.

"Lexa..." Clarke whispered.

"I'm sorry." Lexa shook her head trying to focus. "But it's true. They have the opposite effect if you take so many you begin skipping heats."

"Lexa… I haven't had a heat since two months after I moved in with Raven. We've been living together for over a year." Clark was terrified by the plausibility.

"It's gonna be ok. I'll help you raise them. I am their mom too ya know?" Lexa smiled hopping out of bed.

"No!" Clarke shook her head.

"Hun. I'm pretty certain I'm the only person whose knotted you." Lexa laughed.

"No. I'm not having this child." Clarke clarified.

"Clarke what are you talking about?" Lexa paused taken aback.

"Lexa. I don't want to have a child. I don't want to be a mom. And if I did? I certainly don't want to have a child biologically. I have no interest in being weaker, forced to carry a baby, proof that I'm not an alpha-" Clarke was interrupted.

"It's rare but female Alphas can-" Lexa interjected only to be cut off in turn.

" No! You know that's not how it works! When an alpha is pregnant it's obvious from her scent that she is an alpha and not an omega!" Clarke yelled.

"Clarke. What are you gonna do? You are probably already pregnant. You spent most of the past day with my knot buried in you."

"Well, I'm sure as hell not gonna just let this happen, ensure everyone I know and meet for the next eighteen years knows immediately that I'm not what I say I am!" Clarke assured.

"Clarke. Even when you have a baby you are still an alpha. That doesn't make you any less who you are." Lexa attempted to comfort.

"Lexa! You don't understand! I would be less who I am. If only because who I am doesn't want to have kids." Clarke shut Lexa down.

"Clarke. That… that's my baby in there." Lexa whispered as if the potential of it changed anything.

"And it's my body!" Clarke yelled back defensive.

"I know that!" Lexa staggered backward appalled that Clarke thought that's what she meant.

"You have no right to tell me what to do with my body!" Clarke yelled stepping forward furious.

"CLARKE I KNOW THAT!" Lexa defended.

"Really!? Cause that sure sounded a hell of a lot like you telling me I can't end this without your permission!" Clarke snapped all but ready to behead Lexa, unwavering despite the fact that the whole argument was about nothing more than a plausibility at this point.

"That wasn't what I meant!" Lexa found her footing. "I thought that the fact that if! And only if you are actually pregnant with my child that it would change something! I... If you are pregnant that pup is a part of me!" Lexa paused. "I'm your mate... I… does none of that change anything?" Lexa asked, the words in truth a request, prayer, a wish, a hope, one not to be granted.

"No Lexa! And if that's more important to you than my happiness then maybe we shouldn't be each other's alpha's!" Clarke yelled, grabbing her pants and shoes.

"Clarke." Lexa whispered.

"Goodbye Lexa." Clarke sighed, looking down as she hopped into her pants.

"Clarke! You're my mate… please. I'm sorry. I didn't mean it like that." Lexa sighed.

"I... I have to go!" Clarke wavered for only a moment before storming off.

"Clarke." Lexa whimpered, confused how it had gotten so bad so fast, and she was once again left alone in her apartment, confused, worried, and missing the alpha whose scent still lingered in the air.

End of chapter 11

Authors note: sorry these chapters have been short lately. Idk that's just the pace I've been getting recently. Also, I've been busy with a new relationship so that has slowed release of chapters. But they are still coming I promise.

Alllllso! If you like the transdynamic aspect of this story, I have somewhat of a sister story I'm working on right now. It's the same general concept of a trans dynamic person, but it will be in the Supergirl fandom, and it will feature a trans omega! Just a fun fact! I will probably be posting the first chapter for that soon! I have about a chapter written so far, so I like to get a couple more before I release anything.