>Notes at the end of the chapter, nothing bad just a few details needed :) This chapter is a fucking rollercoaster of emotions, mainly goodish, so prepare<
××Darryl××
The small omega was locked in a room with no windows. It had fold down bed built into the wall, a single blanket, and a throw pillow. Next to the locked door was a stool that had a glass of water and a granola bar.
He'd lost track of time. The only thing that kept him going was that two times a day, the door would open and he'd be brought another bar, water, and offered heat suppressants if needed.
Through the walls to the left and right he could hear others. Through the wall to his left he could hear a faint sobbing and to his right he heard two voices.
He had started to loose hope of ever seeing anyone again two voices sounded outside his door.
"Let me see him. The three of us completed the mission and you said I could see him." Why did that voice sound so familiar. "Don't yell at me. I've got to get the right key. You have ten minutes." "I can live with ten minutes as long as our conversation isnt supervised. He's my friend." The deeper voice laughed.
Bad, sitting on the bed, scooted to the wall as close as he could get. 'He's my friend'?
The lock clicked open and an all to familiar face was thrown in, the door locked behind him.
"Wilbur!" Bad kept from his spot and trapped the other ina hug. "Wilbur please get me out. Please say you're here for me. I wanna see Rat. I miss you guys. Zak, Nick, George, Clay. All of you! Please Wilbur-" Wilbur pushed him back a bit. "Darryl I can't get you out. I was only promised a visit."
"Visit? Wait... Wilbur what is this? Where am I? Why are you here?" Bad took a step back.
"Bad, c'mon. I was forced into this job. Bad, you've been taken by the organization and you're up for sale on the black market. I've convinced boss to hold you here until I can afford the price he set for you. I'm here because I work for them. I won't let them hurt you."
Bad was lost in thought, his expression pained. "You... Who all knows I'm here? Where's Rat, is she okay? Is everyone okay?" Bad asked frantically. Wilbur nodded. "Rat is staying with George, Nick, and Clay. She's alright. Everyone is okay."
Bad sighed, a bit of relief flooding in with it. "Bad, while I have the power, would you like anything? Food, drink, company?"
"I wanna go home." Bad said plainly, curling his knees to his chest on his bed. Wilbur's gaze softened. "I'm... I'm sorry. I'm trying my hardest, I swear. I'll raise the money, I promise. I'll get you out I just- I just need time."
Darryl and Wilbur just shared a pained gaze. Wilbur had to force himself to leave before he did something dumb like trying to sneak Bad out. That'd just end worse.
×
The door closed behind him and Wilbur turned to face the boss. "How much do I need to get?" He asked softly, stuffing his hands in his pockets to grab his wallet.
"At least a million by the end of the month. That's two weeks. Unmated omegas sell for a high price, but be one of my best workers and I'll cut the price in half when the time comes." Wilbur looked through his wallet and grabbed all the cash out, flipping through it to count it.
"Here. All the cash I have on hand plus today's payment. That's a total of almost 40,000. There. My downpayment. And for that I ask that you let me bring him a special gift. Just some of his favorite snacks, a drink, and a few photos. Please?"
The taller man just stared down at Wilbur before taking the cash. "Fine. Hand it over to me by the end of the day and I'll pass it on." "Let me pass it on. I'll let you look through it first but I want to be sure it gets to him."
"Bring and extra 1,000 and I'll consider it." Wilbur grumbled but agreed nonetheless. "Fine."
××××
George and Dream sat in the living room with Nick. A movie played to fill the silence. All through the movie, each male was quiet. "I heard about what happened. You okay George?" Nick asked, as the credits rolled.
George huffed. "Yeah. I'm fine. But shaken, but I'm okay..." Dream looked away from the two conversating males, guilt on his face. "You sound sad. Something on your mind?" Nick asked. "Just thinking." George admitted. Nick didn't push it and instead sat back.
George glanced between his friends before closing his eyes and laying his head back. Nick intertwined his own hands and started messing with his thumbs due to anxiety crumbling in. Dream sat, leaned on the arm of the chair, head lazily in his hand.
The tension in the air stressed George, leaving an almost fear-scent in the air that put Nick even more on edge. Nick took the moment to look and see the corner of Dream's mouth slightly tugged upwards in a snarl. A look he'd seen today already.
"I'm gonna pay a visit to Zak and Wilbur. Be back later you two." As soon as Nick stepped outside the door, he took a breath and relaxed.
×
George curled against the opposing arm of the couch and Dream sat up. "Wanna watch another movie?" He asked softly. George glanced to him before looking forward and nodding. Clay just let whatever was on next play before sighing. "Look... George."
The omega glanced over to meet his green eyes but looked away just as fast. "George, I'm sorry. I act out of turn way too much. It's just."
George felt his heart flutter a bit. Dream spoke again. "I'm worried for you. I don't want you hurt. I don't want you gone. I don't want you to not... Not need me anymore. You always hang out with Tommy now and I understand that he was your omega friend but now it's just-"
George decided it was now or never. The omega swallowed his pride, rolled his eyes and leaned over quick enough to cut off Dream's rambling with a kiss.
Dream let out a "hmph-" as he was cut off, eyes wide out of shock but quickly leaned into the kiss. When George pulled back, Dream just held the omega in his lap. "Just admit you were jealous." George grinned, leaning his head on Dream's chest.
"I- Uh.." At a loss for words, the alpha hugged George closer and nuzzled into the omega's hair. "Yeah, fine. I was jealous." Dream rolled his eyes.
The two just sat on the couch, enjoying each other's company. After a minute or so Dream spoke up again. "Uh, George?" He asked. George hummed. "Was that your heat talking or do you actually-" "Nah, it was all me. The heat just helped me finally gain courage to do it."
George was smiling and Dream just sat there, hand on George's back and the other holding the omega across the chest. "Well does this mean we're... Y'know, dating. Gonna give us a chance? Definitely not mates yet. No, dont wanna rush into that." "Of course." Was all George replied with. Dream looked around before planting a quick kiss on George's cheek, making the omega giggle softly.
"You're such a dork." George said, earning. a chuckle from Dream. "Nah.."
The two just sat in that position and watched their movie.
×
Nick entered the hotel complex and made his way to Skeppy's room. After three knocks, Zak answered, rubbing tired from his eyes. "Nick? It's almost 10, why are you here?" "Eh, just needed a few hours to myself. I'm way to anxious to be around Dream and George right now." Nick said, looking down.
"Ah. Come in, I'll make you some coffee and we can watch tv, play a game, whatever." "Thanks. I'll take you up on coffee and a game." Zak smiled and nodded, walking towards his small kitchen to make a pot of coffee.
×not gonna focus on them, just letting you know where Nick ended up×
Wilbur packed a box with some gluten-free blueberry muffins he bought, a few bottles of water, and some photos of Rat and the gang he found. To top it off he threw in a small blanket. He had two and a half hours to get this there so he sealed it up and made his way to his rental.
He put the box in the passenger seat and drove down to the bank nearby. Thankfully the ATM was still functioning and he was able to get the extra money out. He had maybe a few hundred left but he didnt care.
He got in his car and sped off to the base holding Darryl.
Wilbur was let inside and made his way down halls to the boss's office, letting himself in.
"I've got the money, and the box." Wilbur said. The man stared for a moment before nodding and grabbing a rack of keys. "Come on then. To room 103. Where the omega 'Darryl' is being kept." Wilbur followed the man to the room.
"Here. But first, let me see the box." Wilbur set the box down and the man went through it, making sure to put everything back in place after. "Alright. Go in."
Wilbur quickly made it inside and the light flicked on. The switch must be outside the room.
"Huh?" Bad asked to no one particular, jumping up. His eyes landed on Wilbur and the box. "W-What's that?" Darryl asked, rubbing hid tired eyes. "Gift package. C'mere bud." Wilbur motioned him over.
Wilbur sat crossleged on the floor and scooted the box the Darryl, who mirrored his position. He opened the box slowly, eyes tearing up a but at the photos that were atop the soft blanket.
He set the blanket and pictures to the side and pulled out the pack of four muffins and the waters. "Thank you. Thank you, thank you, thank you." Bad mumbled.
"Mhm. But now I've gotta go. I'll try to visit as often as I can, okay?" Wilbur said. Bad nodded and took his stuff to certain spots off his room as Wilbur left, his head down.
As Wilbur sat in his car, he rested his hands on the steering wheel, slowly leaning his head forward onto it. However, he jumped a bit at the buzz from his phone. Zak.
You said you'd tell us about Darryl. Nick is over at my place. Whenever you get back from wherever you are, stop by. You owe us.
But that wasnt the part that made Wilbur throw his phone. It was the last sentence.
I know you took him Wilbur.
Wilbur sped away from the building and as soon as he got into town and traffic slowed his pace, he slammed his hands on the wheel.
"I. didn't. fucking. TAKE. HIM!" Between each word, a honk sounded from the car. Wilbur gritted his teeth and shook his head. Zak always jumped to assume he took Bad.
"Think I'd take him? Well fuck, I may as well take one of our friends then since I'm fucking UNTRUSTWORTHY." Wilbur tightend his grip to the point his knuckles turned white.
"But be one of my best workers and I'll cut the price in half when the time comes."
"Be one of my best workers."
"One of my best workers."
An idea struck Wilbur fast enough to make him slam on his breaks.
"Fine then..."
"I know what I'll do."
>Okay, few words to say! First off, I, K, have gotten into habits of writing again! Also dont be alarmed at how detailed it is please, just my anxiety being like 'okay, what if-'. Also, this fanfic has turned into more of a story with dnf in the back but I swear it ends up dnf, lol. Aight that's all for now. Nerd may or may not add something so yeet<
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