As the only Omega assigned to Task Force 141, you had been warned that the team might get a little territorial but you never let that bother you. In fact, it felt rather nice that your teammates were so protective of you.

At first, everything was fine and dandy - you went on missions like normal, working together perfectly as a team. The five of you were friendly and looking out for each other's backs was a two-way street. Despite their obvious attempts at being subtle, you couldn't help but notice how you were almost never alone, but that was mostly fine. They weren't intrusive.

Over time, however, you noticed Captain Price starting to avoid placing you on missions, gradually minimising your involvement in missions until you were only placed on short term, low risk assignments which didn't keep you away for more than a night or two. You were starting to worry, getting a little antsy around the base and the team. As much as you conscientiously keep up with taking your heat suppressants and hiding your scent, you suspected this had something to do with you being an Omega.

Cautiously, you were determined to bring your lack of missions up to the Captain at lunch with the team after being waved off time and time again when you tried to bring the topic up. Tactfully, you waited for a lull in the conversation at the lunch table.