To Let Yourself Accept (The Care That You Deserve)

By: AndiKaneUnderwood

A/U: A/B/O, Hybrid

Adding on from my Story, Mother Bear, being that Cavendish and Dakota weren't in that shot, here is their information.

Also be aware that this is not my Hostage A/U, neither Vinnie nor Milo has ever gone through anything too traumatic.

Balthazar Cavendish: Alpha, Bee Hybrid

Vincent "Vinnie" Dakota: Omega, Antelope Hybrid

MML~MML~MML

Balthazar wasn't the possessive type of Alpha.

And he certainly never had any family instincts.

This was partially due to his family being so detached and robotic and partially due to him having no children of his own.

Heck, until Vinnie came along, with his mismatched eyes and his floppy, tanned ears and his swift hands and feet, Balthazar didn't know he had any Alpha instincts at all.

Sure there where his Ruts, and of course he had the protect Pack mindset, but that was all.

Then Vinnie came barreling into his life, literally, Vinnie knocked him over when he was trying to escape an angry marketer in Mexico.

"I don't understand you, my boy. Do you speak English? Uh..." Balthazar had to think for a moment. "¿Hablo Ingles?" He asked lips clumsy and unpracticed around the unfamiliar vowels.

The younger man crossed his arms and raised an eyebrow, clearly unimpressed. "Si, I speak English." He replied in roughly accented English.

Balthazar sighed in relief. "Thank goodness. Come on, I'll take you back to my home and fix your cut."

He didn't know it then, but Vinnie would one day become his partner, because no one else wanted someone so "fragile" and "breakable".

Then there was Milo Murphy, whose Hybrid form was supposedly even more fragile than Vinnie's Hybrid form.

And that blew everything in Balthazar's Alpha Mind out of any box he'd shoved it into.

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Being an Alpha, Balthazar knew this was bound to happen eventually.

He just hadn't been sure as to when.

As it turned out, it was now.

They'd been protecting another pistachio plant and their paranoia was already amped up.

The fact that the plant happened to be next to a construction site, didn't help.

Neither did Milo getting hit over the head with not one, but two bricks.

MML~MML~MML

Milo had never taken to being treated like a child. He didn't mind a little coddling and/or doting now and then, heck with Zak he practically had to beg her to stop, but he didn't take to it like a normal Omega would.

(He never did ask for Zak to stop coddling and doting though, because as much as he didn't care for it, he also loved it. A lot. Especially from Zak.)

When Cavendish and Dakota swung by to ask if he'd help them with a job, he'd said yes, under the impression that the job would be only a little difficult, due to Murphy's Law being less active that day than usual.

As a result, he was prepared for, but not expecting a trip to the hospital.

As usual, he put on his helmet, locked on the usual safe guards and of course, slid into his body armor.

He met Dakota by the park so they could walk to the job and things went on like they normally did.

(Zak would've come along, but her parents needed her help with cleaning out the basement and it would take the better part of the afternoon.)

"Watch the barrels." Milo commented offhandedly, quickly tugging Dakota out of the way.

"Thanks, kid." Dakota replied, ruffling Milo's hair. Milo laughed, used to the jovial treatment when it came to the older Omega.

Cavendish said it had something to do with Dakota going through the Time Agency's training program young. The trainers where all Beta and detached so if the trainee didn't make it, the trainers wouldn't be too upset. It had made Dakota all the more physically affectionate and clingy.

Milo let Dakota have all the affection he wanted, because he couldn't imagine going through what the elder had.

(Privately he thought that being touch-starved was worse than being nearly killed 24/7. He'd never be able to survive without some form of physical contact.)

When they made it to the plant, Milo noticed several things wrong in the immediate area.

He immediately began making the necessary changes.

He cleared twigs and sticks and everything not buried in the ground. There were a few gas lines that he needed to check alongside several immediate fire hazards.

Once all of that was done, Milo greeted Cavendish, who was just coming up.

The rest of the time was spent on the lookout for dangers.

The construction site shouldn't have been a problem.

Until it was.

It became a problem when they were finally packing up to get home.

One of the beams fell and narrowly avoided Milo's head, which would've been an instant kill; Vinnie lunged forward and grabbed Milo's arm, pulling the younger Omega safely away from the beam.

Milo grins. "Thank you! That could've been messy."

Then a brick came down and hit Milo's head. "Ouch." Milo rubbed his head and found blood on his fingers when he pulled his hand back.

Another brick came down and hit Milo's neck, causing the young child to cry out and fall to his knees, then to his side as black over took him.

Balthazar and Vinnie immediately sprung into action, pulling Milo to his feet and to a safer place.

Vinnie pulled Milo's backpack from his body and gently laid Milo out on his stomach so Vinnie could check his wounds.

Balthazar left Milo in Vinnie capable hands while he searched Milo's backpack for something to stop the bleeding.

Milo's eyes cracked open as Vinnie checked the wound. "What...?" He tried to sit up, but Vinnie stopped him with a hand to his shoulder.

"Hang on, there, Milo." Vinnie gently pushed him back down, pulling off his iconic glasses as he assessed the wounds. "You got hit in the head, you need to stay still."

"But, I feel fine." Milo protested, trying again to sit up.

"Milo, my boy, please, stay down so that we may take care of you." Balthazar replied, coming back with the supplies to fix Milo's head.

"But-!" Milo went silent as he was fixed with two concerned and stern gazes, stern from Balthazar and concerned from Vinnie.

"It... It's not... I don't need this." Milo tried to tell them, looking back at the floor.

Vinnie sighed, gently pushing Milo's chin so their gazes met. "You passed out, kiddo. Trust me, you need this. Just let us take care of this, okay?" He asked.

Milo fell silent and still as he considered this. Then he nodded and curled himself carefully so Vinnie could still check the wound, but he was comfortable.

Maybe this once he could allow himself to be coddled for a bit.

Just for now.

Okay, I'm posting this to ask if any of you want me to make an A/U book for my Milo Murphy's Law one shots. Honestly, it's getting difficult for me to keep my AUs straight, do it has to be getting at least somewhat difficult for you guys.

Shoot me a vote in the comments.