When they got to town the restaurant had an emergency closing.

"I'm so sorry, we had a fire in our kitchens so we're closed for the next few days." the manager said, wringing her hands and passing them coupons. "Here, dinner and drinks will be half off when we reopen."

John thanked her and turned away for a moment. Mary saw him taking a few deep breaths, most likely to recollect his thoughts and try to figure something else out for them.

It was oddly endearing and Mary couldn't help but smile at that. John turned around to face her again, a smile shakily on his face.

"Alright, so I think there's another restaurant we can go to but its Italian, is that alright?" he asked her.

She couldn't help it, she started to laugh. She slumped over, hands on her knees, ribs and wounds aching as she laughed. Her legs were shaking and she stumbled for a moment to make sure that she didn't fall over but she couldn't stop.

When she managed to get herself under some sort of composure she looked up at him and started to laugh again. He looked torn between disbelief and laughing himself, just staring at her. His lips were twitching as he tried not to smile, watching her.

"Okay, okay, I'm done." Mary said almost with a gasp, wiping at her eyes with the heel of her hand. "Okay, sorry."

"No, no, its fine." John assured her, still smiling at her. "Just...I didn't expect you to start laughing like that."

"It's mostly because of your face." Mary told him truthfully. "You're just...I've seen you pretty much almost killed at the trials to become alpha, we faced one anotehr almost to death, and you're just..." she waved her hand over him. "You're a mess. You're coming apart because the restaurant closed. You're panicking and you're just...its a hilarious contrast."

"I just want this to go right." John said, smiling at her and she had to look away because dammit he had dimples. "Mary...I really like you."

Her smile faded and she turned away from him, hands sliding into her jacket pockets. "John. You're the pack alpha, you really should be looking at a better omega."

She didn't jump when he touched her arm but she did freeze.

"You're the best omega." John told her softly, his hand moving down her arm to try to take her hand. "Mary. You are..." when he trailed off Mary looked at him and he was looking to the side, a look on his face as he tried to figure out the right words.

"When I first saw you I immediately wanted to know who you are." he told her. "Before the trials even before I knew who you were. And when you came forward, the only omega I've ever known to do that. When you fought tooth and nail to get to the finals. When you fought me it was just..." he let out a small breath.

"You intrigued me, from the very beginning." John told her, turning to really look at her. "And I wanted you to succeed in the worst way. I wanted you to win and become the pack leader. I even debated to let you win, throw the fight and give you the position. But I also knew that you'd know and you'd never forgive me so I didn't, I wanted to give you a good fight but I did want you to win."

John took a deep breath. "But most of all, I want to know you. I want to get to you know you. As John and Mary, not just as alpha and omega."

"You really shouldn't be just dating around omegas." Mary told him quietly. "You're a pack leader alpha now, you should be looking for an omega to mate with and have children with."

John looked at her and smiled. "I am." he siad softly, oblivious to how it made her heart skip a beat.

The moment was broken when the both of their stomachs growled at that moment and they simultaneously looked down at their own stomachs.

"It's been a long day." John said, shaking his head and smiling.

"Yeah." Mary said quietly, her voice heavy. She took a deep breath and looked up at him. "You mentioned italian?"

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