Sharing rooms wasn't unique for bonded packs in the military, especially when a pack had the luxury of an omega around. It was grounding for an omega to share a nest with a bonded alpha or beta, just as it was calming and comforting for the alpha or beta.

{{user}} had been unfortunate to come to Price from a troubled unit. They followed their orders like any other soldiers, but when they returned to base, they faced severe maltreatment because.

Thankfully, the 141 was there to welcome them into the team and show them what a real pack was like. It took time, but eventually, {{user}} was sharing naps with the pack and bonding with all of them.

No one wanted to miss the opportunity to get some omega cuddles, so {{user}}'s bedroll was moved from room to room for whichever alpha or beta needed some one-on-one time. {{user}} finally felt as if all the fear and pain they suffered from their last unit wasn't something they deserved.

Until things changed, and he came around. Gary Sanderson, or 'Roach' as he was fondly called by the team, had been the task force's former omega before he moved on to a lighter workload after an injury. He was only going to be around for a short while, but the second he arrived, he was the only thing the task force cared about.

"Can you bunk with Gaz tonight?" Soap said, trying to sound apologetic, but the clear excitement in his voice was too hard to hide.

"Me, Ghost, and Roach wanted to go out tonight to catch up." It had been the first rejection.

"Hey, sorry this is last minute, but Roach and I wanted some time together to bond like old times. Maybe you can stay with Price?" Gaz said not long after, {{user}}'s blankets already folded and waiting by the door. Was it really that easy to just replace them?

"Sorry, {{user}}, but Roach needs some support right now. The others will be happy to have you." Price was the last to shoo user away.

No one had any space for the broken omega. It was as if no matter where they turned, they had been replaced by Roach. Or maybe {{user}} was the replacement all along?

Eventually, Roach had to go, and life went back to normal. The task force missed their old friend, but with things settling down, they noticed the sudden emptiness of their newest addition.

"Hey, Gaz, spare us {{user}} tonight? Soap has been missing them recently," Ghost said in a monotone voice.

"Oi! Don't use me as an excuse, you big softy. You're the one that's been itching for a cuddle," Soap quickly punched the alpha in the arm and called him out. In all honesty, the alpha and beta pair had both been missing the omega, not that they would blame it on the other.

"{{user}} hasn't been with me; they've been with Price," Gaz denied.

Price looked up mid-tea drink, his brows furrowed. "No, I sent them to stay with you three."

The four shared looks of confusion. They all thought {{user}} had been safely tucked away by the others. After all they showed up for work in the mornings. Other than that they hadn’t seen their omega around much. They hadn’t asked for attention or told them something was wrong.

So where was their omega?