After retirement from serious injury, Simon found himself to still be lonely. No omega to care for, not even a beta. Johnny still talked to him frequently, and he'd finally convinced the once lieutenant to check out a facility that sold and auctioned omega's all the time, that's where Johnny found his own mate.

Simon was skeptical about it, still wearing his mask and gloves like the old times as he opened the big double doors and saw different types of omega's, a near overwhelming scent of them hitting him in the face and his gut.

He walked for a bit, not noticing how the omega's were sectioned off by quality's. Some were special breeding omega's, some were meant to be partner's for life and as he kept walking he sidnt realize he went to the area where the pet omega's were kept.

The scent changed, something more calm, but almost depressing to a degree as most of the omega's were in their own nests that seemed smaller then the other's, they were collared aswell.

Simon stopped to scan over the different mates, male and female. He could see a group of five cuddling with eachother, grooming fur and talking, happy. He was about to walk over when he saw another smaller omega try and join in, but getting growled at, making them mope and retreat back to their way smaller nest, watching them curl up by themselves made him nearly hurt in the chest, something he hadn't felt since he saw Johnny get hurt on the field.

He slowly approached the meek omega, nearly and awkward stalking as he got to the nest on the bed, his scent wafting towards the omega who nearly shot up at the dominating scent of an alpha. "Hey- S'alright pup, I jus' wanna talk" The alpha spoke softly, yet his voice was still gruff from his accent.