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The Omega	By : themuller Category: S through Z > Sherlock (BBC) > Sherlock (BBC) Views: 3785 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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Chapter List
- 1-The Omega
- 2-Breathe
- 3-Plans gone wrong
- 4-At your service
- 5-Shower
- 6-Hooked
- 7-Baby
- 8-Examination
- 9-O+
- 10-The scheme
- 11-Birth
- 12-Heat
- 13-Epilogue
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This was how our Dad and Papa started.

How I was conceived.

And, maybe most importantly in light of later events, how Moriarty became a part of our lives.

Dad went on to become the first Omega since the Second World War to attend a university. It was a hard fight for him, but Papa was at his side the whole way. Uncle Mike was an invaluable help. Insane laws, unbelievable traditions, and yes, sometimes biology were obstacles, Dad had to get round. He had to learn how to defend himself physically, even when in class, because some Alphas simply didn’t get the message.

Bonded and with four kids, one should think even the most stupid... well, don’t get me started. Let’s just say, Papa used his deductions more than once to tell people off in front of the whole university. I was told that it was quite spectacular. Whenever Papa showed up together with Dad, people would gather around them to get the best look at the guy who had dared to offend Dad. And they got what they came for. The guy was verbally stripped to the bone, sometimes needing therapy to get over the trauma.

Dad always felt sorry for the poor bugger, but this was the one thing where Papa every single time went all Alpha on Dad and his surroundings. Try to insult Dad, and Papa would tear you to pieces.

We moved, once the twins were born. That’s how Mrs Hudson became part of our lives. Papa had known her through some case of his, and she had this big house with several flats in the middle of London. The perfect place for Papa’s consulting detective service and much later for Dad’s clinic.

Dad made it through med school, getting a bachelor in surgery. He started the small clinic in our basement. It became the first clinic in the country to specialise in Omega biology and psychology.

Dad only worked part time in the clinic, because he loved to help Papa on his cases. Running around London with Papa was the best thing Dad knew. He wrote about it. First as short stories in a magazine, later he had his own blog. It helped boost Papa’s business, but it also attracted somebody, we had forgotten all about. In fact, only uncle Mycroft had tried to keep tabs on James Moriarty and Sebastian Moran.

I think, Papa knew right away. But he didn’t tell Dad. He knew how much it would upset him. I had my suspicions when uncle Mycroft increased the security around my brothers and little sister. We had moved out of the house by then, started our own lives, and we were scattered all over the country. I’m sure uncle Mycroft ended up with one of his migraines, organising our safety.

But both Papa and uncle Mycroft kept Dad in the dark about who organised the crimes, Papa was working on during the last months. When Dad found out that Moriarty was behind it all, he was furious. He knew that Moriarty had become obsessed with Papa, wanting him as his second bonded. Playing games with Papa, giving him puzzles to solve, almost drove Dad and Papa apart.

Dad didn’t tell us the whole story. Much of it could be read in the papers. But not the more intimate parts. Moriarty was manipulating Papa to get back at Dad. For what, I’m not sure, but I guess it had something to do with Dad being Papa’s bondmate, taking him away from Moriarty, who considered himself to be the better match.

When Moriarty realised that he couldn’t drive a wedge between Papa and Dad, he turned on Papa instead. Forced him to take the jump, after Moriarty had killed himself.

At the time, we didn’t know why he did it. Uncle Mycroft told us later about the sniper, about Moran, and a crime organisation, Moriarty had been building through the years. All of that common knowledge by now.

Back then we were in shock. Dad went into a coma, and I’ve never seen uncle Mycroft that anxious. He didn’t seem to grieve his brother, but he was genuinely distressed by Dad’s condition. Him and Molly were by his side constantly. We were sent home every night to sleep and be well rested for keeping the vigil the next day. I don’t know how it was possible, but Dad recovered after a week. Uncle Mycroft had a hard time hiding his joy, and Molly was all tears and apologies - no idea why she apologised, but then again, she’s always a funny one.

But Dad had changed. He became withdrawn and reserved. Only smiling, when all of us kids were visiting or he came to visit one of us. A year later he signed up for the army, as a doctor. We had quite a fight about it, but he stood his ground. He felt he could be of more use as an army doctor than as a specialist on the Omega. His research and findings were well documented and he had employed several doctors at his clinic, who would be able to continue his work.

Uncle Mycroft must have been pulling more than one string to get Dad into the army as a doctor. And I still haven’t figured out, why he did it. We were really angry with him, but he insisted that it was Dad’s wish - as if that ever counted in uncle Mycroft’s universe - and that he couldn’t refuse. He even had the audacity to claim that he would see to it that Dad was kept safe.

Yes, right. We now know how well that went. Within a year Dad was shipped out to Afghanistan, and stayed there for almost another year. When we got the message ‘missing in action’, none of us could believe it.

It took some time, but we were all reunited. Later. Much later. But that’s another story to be told at another time...

A/N: That’s it. For now. Thank you all very, very much for reading and commenting!

It has been an unbelievable journey for me *bows deeply*
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