It's a strange thought isn't it? What makes a perfect little Omega anyway? Often times I wonder if female Betas have the same problems that Omegas do. We bare the children, we care for the households, we have to listen to our Mates and pretend at times that our opinions count in society when in reality we are powerless. So it boggles my mind how my mother could do it on her own in this kind of world when at nearly eight mouths along with my second I was nearly ready to give up.

The sun had been beating down on me as I scurried the best I could down the street towards Gilbert's work. He had forgotten his lunch again and after doing this for two weeks I had the idea that not only was he doing this on purpose but that he enjoyed making me run all the way down to the work site. I made it just as the lunch bell rang to see about a dozen large Alpha men in torn jeans and white shirts. What I hated was the moment I saw a few of those torn jeans I instantly wanted to not only clean them but fix the tears. What had I become? When had I become so domesticated?

Since I'd been there so many times before I knew exactly where to go. On that day none gave me a wicked lustful stare or threw cat calls my way like they normally did. Maybe they could tell I wasn't exactly in the mood or Gilbert had told them to stop. Either way I found my mate sitting calmly at his desk waiting for me, "Bluebird,"

"Gil this is getting fucking old now." I said in a stern voice not caring who was in earshot.

For a moment he looked up at me in shock, "What?"

"Don't give me what, you know exactly what you fucking asshole." I glared at him as I threw his lunch on the table and turned to walk away.

"Excuse me?" He said in a surprisingly booming voice before he rose to his feet. "What is this sudden attitude?"

"Oh attitude? No this is just me being me cause somebody decided to be a complete dick for two weeks." I stood my ground as I felt my baby kick hard, "Tomorrow you better fucking remember your lunch or else you'll go hungry."

That look is something I will never forget, I swear he was going to hit me but instead he calmly closed the door and pulled out his chair, "Sit."

"I'd rather stand." The only reason I said it was because for once in a long time I was afraid, I knew I had gone too far but really I was just stressed out and hormonal.

His eyes narrowed slightly, "Damn it I said, sit."

I couldn't do it, my ego won't let it happen so instead I sat at the edge of his desk. "Okay now what?" I asked as I crossed my arms over my chest.

He let out a deep annoyed sigh as he copied my actions on the desk behind him, "Alfred that was not awesome." He said simply looking me in the eyes, "I don't care how upset you are-"

Instantly I cut him off, "I know you don't care because if you did-"

"Let me finish!" He stood again never once did he lose eye contact with me until he was mere inches away from my face, "One I never made you come down here but I thought it would be nice for you to, two to get out of the house for a little while and three that you'd like to see me more than twenty minutes in the morning and three hours at night." While his voice was firm I didn't hear an ounce of anger. "Now if it pissed you off so fucking much you should have said something or not even showed up."

A chuckle wanted to escape but I forced it down, "You know I had to. You're my Alpha and I'd be a shitty mate if I did that."

He let out a loud laugh at that, "Or really? And that little rant a moment ago was really just what you saying you love me?"

"Um…" My face grew hot as I looked down at my stomach as I rubbed it gently, "Yeah?"

"Yeah?" He answered back as he took my hand, "Well than I love you too."

I nodded as I kissed his forehead; I knew he forgave my little outburst but deep down I wasn't ashamed I did it. I would feel bad later when I left hearing the snickers and side remarks about Gilbert not being able to 'handle' me. There was no doubt in my mind that if I had done that to any other Alpha I would have been not only hit but 'put in my place'. As I took my long walk home I let out a sigh, knowing that he'd be made fun of for days if not weeks to come and it was my fault. That hurt far more than any punch he could have thrown.

So the next morning after not sleeping much the night before I handed him his breakfast, "Do you want me to pack a lunch?"

The other two stopped eating for a moment unaware of what happened the day before. Gilbert shrugged as he took a bite out of his toast, "That's up to you Bluebird."

The ball was in my court and we both knew it so I opened the fridge and made him a quick lunch. But before I handed it to him I wrote a quick message on a sticky note and wrapped it around a small box of Peeps. If he actually ever ate the marshmallow birds I don't know but I knew they made his face light up. So I put them in the bag before handing it to him, "Have a good day." I said simply as I kissed his cheek as the two brothers left.

Mattie stood as he picked up his plate, "What did you do?"

"Nothing." I answered back too quicky.

"Uh huh."

"Oh damn it don't give me that." I snapped as he gave me a slight smirk, "Why don't you go take Gabi for a walk?"

"So you can sulk?"

"So you and that dog can get some exercise." It was a poor excuse but I knew he hated being cooped up in the apartment feeling useless. So I handed him Gabi's leash as Cain whimpered quietly from his high chair. "You're doggie will be back."

Cain gave out another cry before Matthew spoke up, "Gabi is going to help me for a little bit than we'll be back with some ice cream." His smile widened as he leaned down slightly to where my son was sitting, "How does that sound?"

While he didn't understand much, Cain knew exactly what that word meant. "Kay." He said with a wide grin, "Nilla!" He said quickly, "Nilla, Nilla!"

"Okay my little bear I'll get you Vanilla." I knew he'd make such a good father one day whether he realized it or not. Sure many won't look past his blindness but I was certain one day an Omega would and when he or she did they would see an amazing Alpha. He kissed the top of his nephew's head then motioned for Gabi to follow and out they went.

While he thought I was going to just sit and sulk it was far from the truth. In reality I was anxious more than anything and I found myself unable to keep still. I hoped above anything that he would read my little note and understand what I was trying to say. That no matter what I said to him I loved him.