While he's dazzled by the work above him his Alphas are concerned about what lies below their feet. "Damn it." Abel starts cupping his hand over his sensitive nose trying not to let the rancid smells over power him.
"Better get used to it." Jason says walking past them towards one of the few free standing buildings. "If you know what's good for you anyway." His eyes turn to Alfred but before the Omega can say anything he's gone. His job is done so all that's left is to claim his reward. "Yo I'm back." He says once he throws open the door, his normal smug plastered on his face.
Barely restring his presence let alone looking up he's answered by a large Alpha sitting behind a desk. "Sidearm." He commands as he points to a basket beside him.
"Wait I don't get to keep it?" Jason answers, eyeing the men around him. He's outnumbered so while he would love nothing more than a shootout they'd have him taken down in seconds. So reluctantly he walks over and places weapon in the Alpha's basket before he sits in a nearby chair tempted to rest his boots on the man's desk. "Alright so how does this shit work now? Do I get paid or is it like go get your shit and get the fuck out?"
"You go right back to work."
Jason blinks. "Yo I didn't hear you right." He manages a weak chuckle. "You mean get to work to leave right?"
Only now does the yellowed eyed Alpha looks up. "Get back to work half breed."
Instantly the younger man is on his feet. "We had a fucking deal dipshit!" He hisses slamming his fist down on the other's desk. "I kept up on my side now you have to set my ass free."
Slowly the Alpha stands now towering over the teen. "I don't have to do anything you little bastard. We let you mate didn't we?" A devilish smile grows on his face that sends a rare chill down Jason's spine. "So why don't you go see that he's still here before you go off for roll call? Don't want you to be late after all."
"The fuck did you do to him!?" Jason screams as he's thrown out of the building landing hard into the dirt. "You motherfuckers!" He doesn't care who hears him as he starts to shake. "I'll kill you, I'll rip out your throat and cram it up your ass." When no one walks out he turns away. "Pussy." He whispers making a bee line to a small apartment on the west side of the quarry.
Every inch of him wants to race blindly but he knows that's exactly what they want him to do. Why he believed him, he's not sure. His mate told him countless times before he left not to get involved. But he didn't listen; he couldn't let himself face the fact that his people, his father's people hate him.
So now he'll stand outside of his apartment door wondering if he should knock or go in. "Damn it..." He mutters looking back as all the men he helped round up wait to be counted. Even from his distance he can make out the blonde Omega and his band of lovers. Once the group is pushed to the side he knocks softly on the door. "Hey...it's me." He says after a moment wondering if anyone will answer.
From within he hears an answer. "The door's open."
Taking a deep breath he opens the door to see his mate sitting beside a small fire that's lighting the room. The smaller blonde continues to knit rocking back and forth in his rocking chair. Neither wants to say the words that were left in the air months before but finally the Fox clears his throat. "So?"
"So," Jason answers rubbing the back of his neck as he closes the door with his foot. "I'm sorry for all the shit I said before I left. I didn't mean most of it."
With a chuckle the Omega continues his work. "Most?"
"Yeah." He kneels beside his mate watching the Omega's nimble fingers work. "I do love you. That was true and I really meant it." As soon as the Fox stops knitting he takes it as a sign of forgiveness so he wraps his arms around the smaller man's waist, resting his head in the Omega's lap. "I missed you Art."
Arthur runs a hand through Jason's brown hair. His mate is a hot headed jackal that could kill at the drop of a hat yet, alone with his walls down he's nothing but a lost child looking for someone to love and to be loved. "I missed you too Love." He says in a motherly tone that Jason adores. "We both did."
"Yeah..." Jason starts curling up tighter to his Omega breathing in his light scent. "I fucked up...big time this time."
Arthur doesn't want to sigh knowing how it will sound to his Alpha. "We can fix it..." He knew the moment Jason came to him that the lead Jackals were just using him. "I know you don't like to play the hero but everyone has that moment."
"That's not it." Jason closes his eyes already picturing Arthur's face. "I captured someone...a few actually."
"I figured."
"No," Jason whispers. "I caught a fox. A member of the Silver Snow."
Like he expected Arthur's body tenses. "W-What? How do you know?" When Jason doesn't look up Arthur takes his shoulders and pulls him away. "Jason."
"I saw his red tattoos. He's covered in them and...fuck he has your eyes."
He's ready for the Omega to start screaming at him, to throw him out but instead tears start to fall as Arthur tries to stand. "Take me to him."
"But Art." Jason starts as his mate falls back into the chair, his legs too weak to hold him up.
"Damn it Jason, take me to him."
With a grunt Jason picks him up. "Fine but only this one time and only for you, so don't tell anyone."
Wrapping his arms around Jason's strong neck Arthur nods. "I won't dream of it."
A/N: I'm not sure what this ship is called or if it really exists but I'm going for it.
