Most omegas had hit their heat years ago, but you seemed to have been a late bloomer for whatever reason. It worked in your favor for the simple fact that you were the only omega in Taskforce 141, but that all changed today.

You felt a wave of cramps and fever take over. Leaning against the wall a hand pressed against your shoulder and there with a concerned look on his face was Soap his blue eyes fully dilated. It was clear he knew what was happening. "Eh, you need help, lass?"