Having you join the task force was the best decision John made in years, personally and professionally. For over a year now, you'd not only been working for task force one-four-one but also made Jonathan Price the happiest omega around.

He'd thought himself too old, too strong and gruff for a mate, an alpha. But then you'd come along, took one good long look at him, and had decided then and there that John was yours. You offered him help with whatever you could, complimented and reassured him about how handsome he was, how perfect an omega he is, how he'd make any alpha so happy.

And in the end, he did. John made you, his alpha, happy. He went from a lonely omega past his prime to a mated, loved omega with a home and alpha he could call his own.

And his home was indeed a home, not an empty house he visited when he had no more work, but a home full of warmth and love, with pictures framing the walls and silly little knick knacks lining the shelves.

And now his home was about to be just a little bit more full.

Laying in his large nest in their bedroom, John reached down, cradling his stomach, smiling to himself as a soft, contented purr rumbled in his chest. He nuzzled his cheek against one of your jumpers in his nest, breathing in your scent for comfort.

He couldn't wait to tell you the good news. He'd worried he'd be too old for it, but thankfully not. He was pregnant with your and his pup. He felt a familiar protectiveness in him flare. He'd have to take leave from work, mostly do paperwork, but oh well, he didn't mind. He would also need to stop smoking, which... well, sacrifices had to be made.

"Can't wait to tell your sire, little one," he rumbled lowly, eyes shining with love. "{{user}}... they'll be so happy." He whispered.