In the privacy of the bedroom, a couple was lying on the bed. Omega snuggled into the alpha's side, wrapping his arms and legs around his chest like an octopus.
Mobius rubbed his eyes, trying to keep the sleep from them as he glanced at the clock by their bed, seeing that they had to report to a meeting with B-15 soon. He looked over to see his omega cuddled up to him with his cheek pressed against his chest.
He freed his hand and brushed some stray black curls from Loki's forehead.
This action caused the omega to wrinkle his nose and then blink sleepily.
"Good morning." - Mobius greeted him by placing a kiss on Loki's forehead.
Loki responded with a soft purr and snuggled deeper into his partner, tightening his embrace.
Mobius wrapped one arm around him for a moment and then lightly patted his hip, saying - "Come on, it's time to get up. We need to get ready before the council meeting." - When he said this, he began to gently push the omega away, freeing himself from his embrace.
After losing the warm pillow under him, Loki turned over and covered himself with the blanket, complaining about trying to wake him up too early.
Mobius just snorted in amusement.
"I'm going to prepare breakfast, I'll call you when it's ready." - He said and then left the room, leaving the bedroom door ajar.
When his partner left the room, Loki looked out from under the covers, making sure he was definitely alone, then curled up tighter into a ball and put his hand on his stomach with a grimace on his face.
"Maybe I should have listened to Mobius when he told me not to eat so many fries with jam at night." - He thought, smiling slightly as he remembered the disgusted grimace on Mobius's face as he ate it. The alpha tried not to offend him and when he in purpose offered him some, he gently and politely declined.
His thoughts were interrupted by another cramp in his stomach. Loki sighed slightly and then snuggled deeper into the pillow.
After a while, he wrinkled his nose as he smelled fried scrambled eggs and coffee from the kitchen.
Knowing that this was his signal to get up, he got up dissatisfied and threw off the blanket. Then he went to the bathroom to get ready for the day.
After a few minutes, when breakfast was ready, Mobius called him - "Breakfast is on the table!" - Loki stumbled out of the bathroom, still a little irritated by the pain in his stomach, and went into the kitchen.
He sat down at the table and a plate of scrambled eggs and toast was placed in front of him.
"Thank you." - He muttered, looking gratefully at Mobius, who sat down on the opposite side of the table with his own plate and coffee.
There was a comfortable silence between them while Mobius ate breakfast and Loki mainly shoveled it around his plate.
"Something wrong? You like scrambled eggs." - Mobius said, finally paying attention to his partner's strange behavior.
Loki smiled reassuringly, placing his hand on his stomach.
"Everything is fine, my stomach just decided to go on strike." - He explained.
Mobius frowned in worry - "I told you not to experiment with food like that." - He sighed. Then he got up and went to the cabinets to take out a cup - "I'll make you one, chamomile, what do you say?"
"Sounds great, thank you." - Loki said gratefully.
After a while, the chamomile was ready and Loki drank it in silence, blowing gently every now and then to cool it down a bit.
"Are you able to go to the meeting?" - Mobius asked with his back turned to him as he washed the dishes.
"Yes, don't worry, it's just a stomachache." - Loki reassured him, feeling bad that Mobius was doing everything for him this morning.
"Okay, so be ready in 15 minutes, I don't want to hear B-15 scolding us for being late again.”
"Last time it was your idea to have one more round before the meeting." - Loki recalled mischievously, smiling at the alpha, who turned to him, wiping her hands with a cloth.
"Apparently, pairing with the god of mischief and stories has that effect on even the most disciplined of men." - He replied just as mischievously and then walked up to Loki and placed a short kiss on his lips.
"I'm going to get dressed, and you finish your chamomile." - He said after that and went back to their bedroom.
Loki responded with a slight nod and then continued sipping on his chamomile.
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They finally managed to get to the meeting on time. In the meeting room, they continued to talk about the new rules being gradually introduced in TVA and what changes they entail.
Mobius listened with all possible attention, but Loki was unable to concentrate completely. His stomach tightened terribly over and over again, accompanied by increasingly worse pain.
He was so focused on his even breathing that he even missed the fact that his alpha was looking at him worriedly from the corner of his eye.
When the meeting finally came to an end, Loki was one of the first to leave the room as quickly as possible. His faithful partner immediately followed him. Quickly telling the others an excuse of their behavior.
The moment he left the meeting room and found himself in the corridor, and when another wave of pain hit him, Loki honestly didn't know whether it was better to sit or stand.
He pressed his hand harder against his middle, slightly hunched over as he let out a rather loud sigh.
How lovable and irritating Mobius immediately began to circle around him worriedly, asking him "Where does it hurt?" and "Do you need to go to the medical wing?".
When the pain passed for the moment, Loki grabbed his worried partner forearm - "I'm fine, and no, I don't need to go to the doctor. I think I'll just go home and lie down to try to sleep through this extremely annoying indigestion."
"Are you sure?" - Mobius asked, slightly relieved to hear Loki complaining about the pain as an inconvenience.
"That must mean it's not that bad? Right?" - He thought, then supported Loki's idea and said that after completing the most important paperwork, he would return to the apartment and that if something happened, he would send him a message immediately.
After this they finally separated. Mobius went towards the archives and Loki towards the apartment.
When Loki reached their apartment and closed the door behind him, knowing that he was alone, he let out a long and painful moan.
“Ugh, it’s getting worse. I hope some sleep will help for that.”- He said to himself.
With one hand resting on the wall, he shuffled over to their bed, took off his shoes and lay down, burying himself in the bedding. Feeling completely miserable, he only used a bit of seidr to change to his pajamas and then pressed the Mobius pillow against his face, inhaling the comforting scent of his alpha.
Eventually he fell into a light sleep, interrupted every now and then by waves of pain.
Mobius wanting to return to his sick Omega as soon as possible, he left most of his work to others and put aside the part that could wait until later. It took him quite a long time anyway, so without wasting any more time, he used the time door to get to his apartment faster.
When he got there, he was met with silence. He immediately walked towards the closed bedroom door.
When he got in, he looked on the bed where under the sheets, he noticed a lump curled up into a ball.
"Baby, are you sleeping?" - He asked quietly, approaching from the other side of the bed.
Loki poked his head out from under the covers, revealing messy black hair and dull, red eyes.
Mobius placed the back of his hand on Loki's forehead and cheek, but Loki was cold. His forehead was a little sticky with sweat, but that's all - "You don't have a fever." - He announced in a gentle voice - "Are you feeling a little better?" - He had to ask even though the answer seemed obvious to him.
Loki only grunted slightly in discomfort and then shook his head slightly. - "It's actually worse." - He panted.
"What?" - Mobius asked surprised.
"Did Loki just admitted that...?" - He thought.
"…Stomach…, it's getting worse." - Loki repeated, strangely out of breath, which made everything in Mobius's mind go off the rails.
Hearing that Loki himself admitted that it was worse, Mobius immediately took out the Tempad from his jacket pocket and opened the door to the medical wing.
"Come on, get up, we're going to the doctor. Someone will check you out." - Said Mobius, pulling the blanket off his unfortunate omega.
Loki only grunted dissatisfied at the sudden cold and did not move from his position.
"Loki?" - Mobius asked again.
"Give me a moment." - He gasped and then curled up in a ball with his hands protectively holding his middle as he panted rapidly.
Mobius placed a comforting hand on Loki's thigh as they waited for the pain to subside.
As the omega visibly relaxed and began to stand up, Mobius asked - "Can you walk? Or should I carry you?" - At this suggestion Loki just snorted, then stood up, put on his shoes and, with the worried alpha at his side, walked through the door of time.
Once they arrived at the healing center, Loki just wrinkled his nose in disgust feeling the burning smell of disinfectant.
He walked with Mobius to the reception desk and, seeing the receptionist dressed in the characteristic TVA uniform, he realized that he was still in his pajamas. However, not having the strength or desire to change his clothes into something else, he let it slip by.
"Hi, would it be possible for someone to check my partner? He hasn't been feeling well since this morning." - Mobius greeted and quickly explained the purpose of their visit.
The receptionist looked at him and Loki, then asked - "Variant number?" - Since it turned out that everyone at TVA was a variant, they stopped using the numbers assigned to people at TVA and started using the numbers that everyone had in their files. As it turned out, all documents about TVA employees were in separate archives, which they managed to find after the whole loom situation.
"It's L1130." - Mobius said. At that same moment, Loki's stomach once again decided to try to sweep him off his feet. Loki leaned one hand heavily on the receptionist's desk and the other clenched in his middle, visibly slouching with a grimace on his face.
Mobius immediately placed a comforting hand on his back as they waited for the contraction to pass.
The receptionist also looked at the omega in front of her with compassion - "That's all the information I need, the doctor will ask you about the rest. Please sit down and wait a while, you will be admitted shortly."
"Thank you." - Mobius said with a slightly forced smile as he helped his partner to the row of chairs placed against the wall.
As soon as Loki sat down on one of the orange chairs, he immediately breathed a sigh of relief.
Mobius sat down next to him and Loki responded by leaning to the side to rest more comfortably on his alpha's side as he closed his eyes in exhaustion. The pain was too much to bear and even though he managed to get some sleep earlier, he was still terribly tired. The alpha wrapped his warm arm around him, releasing calming pheromones.
Fortunately, they didn't have to wait long for the doctor because after about five minutes they were asked to the examination room.
There, Loki was instructed to sit on the diagnostic bed which he gladly did.
The doctor - obviously beta, was looking through Loki's papers and then, taking his eyes off them, asked - "So what's going on?"
"I've had a stomach ache since this morning and it's getting worse." - Loki winced as he felt another uncomfortable contraction.
The doctor nodded mutely, then went aside and put on gloves. - "Lie down and lift your blouse up, I will examine your stomach."
Omega humbly obeyed. The doctor placed his hands on the patient's stomach, pressing to find any abnormalities.
"Any vomiting? Blood in the stool?" - He continued to ask, pressing on Loki's stomach.
"No." - Loki replied.
Mobius stood to the side, looking at the examination, unable to sit still with worry for his partner - "What if it's some incurable disease? He's not human, they might not be able to help him." - He thought.
"Mobius, stop worrying so much, I can hear your thoughts even here." - Loki scolded, looking at his alpha.
"Sorry." - Mobius apologized, turning his attention back to the doctor, who now put on a stethoscope and quickly examined Loki by pressing it against his stomach.
A moment passed in silence until the doctor's face crinkled and he placed the stethoscope around his neck again.
He moved the ultrasound machine from a corner of the room closer. Then he grabbed the tube of gel.
"It's going to be a little cold." - He warned, and then poured a large amount of gel onto Loki's belly and then started moving the ultrasound head on the patient's abdomen.
"Liver, kidneys are normal, intestines too." - He said and then slid down - "And here..." - He stopped, surprised by the sight in front of him. To be sure, he ran the ultrasound head over this place again and pressed it down.
"There is no information about this in the files. You know that you shouldn't withhold such information from your doctor, right?" - He asked, turning to Loki and Mobius.
"About what?" - Loki looked out, rising slightly on his forearms.
"About pregnancy." - He said - "In addition, it is very advanced, the baby is in the right position. From the pain you feel, I can easily guess that you are in labor. I will call the midwife in a moment and she will examine you." - He said, turning off the ultrasound and giving the stunned omega some tissues to wip himself.
"...Pregnant?" - Loki sighed.
"You didn't know?" - He asked, but the faces of these two spoke for themselves. - "Someone will be here in a moment to examine you, okay? Until then, please stay here." - He said and then left, leaving the couple alone.
When the doctor left, Loki immediately looked to Mobius for some support. The alpha's eyes were wide with shock as he continued to process what they had been told. After a moment, Mobius turned his attention to his partner, approaching him as he sat down on the bed.
"...Are we going to be parents?" - Mobius asked the equally stunned omega for confirmation.
"..It seems so." - Loki said, placing a hand on his stomach.
Mobius looked at Loki's center with adoration before kissing the omega and pulling him into a hug.
"It's surprising news, but I'm happy. I've always loved children." - He said, smiling at the omega as they pulled away.
Loki looked at the alpha with relief in his eyes until another contraction hit him. This one was longer and more painful than the previous ones. Mobius this time knowing the cause of this pain couldn't help but freak out a little.
"I don't know anything about childbirth or caring for a baby!" - He panicked in his mind.
"Hug me." - Loki muttered, trying to snuggle into Mobius embrace for comfort.
The alpha immediately wrapped his arms around him, rubbing his hands up and down his partner's back.
Loki really felt like I needed the feeling of reassurance that Mobius wasn't going anywhere. Whenever he was nervous, all he had to do was cuddle up to his alpha and he immediately felt as if all his problems suddenly didn't matter. Of course, it worked this time too, for which Loki was extremely grateful as he melted into his partner's embrace.
After a moment, they were interrupted by a woman with dirty blonde hair wearing an orange TVA nurse uniform entering the room.
"I'm here to examine Loki Laufeyson." - She said as she approached the table and grabbed and put on her gloves.
Then she turned to the omega - "Do you want your partner to leave during the examination or...?"
"No, let him stay." - Said Loki, grabbing Mobius's hand, which the alpha squeezed supportively in response.
"Okay, so you need to take off your pants and underwear." - She said, turning away to give them some privacy.
Loki took off his pajama pants and underwear with the help of Mobius.
After that, the midwife threw a white sheet over him to hide his modesty and instructed him how to spread his legs.
"Now take a depth breath and relax." - She said and then inserted two fingers into Loki's vagina.
Omega tensed slightly, but the midwife quickly ended the examination, announcing that Loki was 9 centimeters dilated and that they would soon be taken to the delivery room.
A moment later, a nurse with a wheelchair entered the room. The midwife quickly placed a mat on the seat and then, with the help of her and Mobius, Loki sat on the wheelchair.
They covered his nakedness with a new orange blanket and then took him to a private delivery room.
Once he had made himself comfortable in the bed, another nurse came with an IV. Everyone was milling around Loki, checking if he was comfortable and inserting the IV port into his hand.
Finally, when all they had to do was wait, they were left in the room with instructions that if anything happened, press a button and someone would come to them soon.
The contractions were becoming more frequent. Loki tried to breathe calmly through them, responding to Mobius worried expressions - "That he has experienced worse."
Mobius removed the hair from Loki's forehead.
"I still can't believe it." - Said the alpha with a soft smile on his lips.
"Neither to I, but you get the baby for free, and I have to work for it." - He joked half seriously.
Mobius snorted slightly at this statement - "Don’t be so grumpy." - He murmured, giving Loki a kiss on the lips. - "When we get home, I'll cook you your favorite goulash."
Loki smiled, he had to admit that he was venal, especially towards his alpha and his delicious cooking.
He was about to demand an extension of the offer when, during the next contraction, he felt pressure on his lower parts.
"Uh-oh." - All the color drained from his face.
"What? What happened?" - Mobius immediately asked worriedly.
Loki only reached out to steady himself on Mobius as he slid off the bed. - "I have to go to the bathroom, NOW." - He said urgently, don’t having time to be embarrassed.
Mobius, very confused by sudden desperate in Loki's voice, grabbed him and held him close to him while they both stood.
"I'll call the nurse, okay? Just wait a minute." - He said and, still supporting the standing Loki, he pressed the button.
Meanwhile, Loki had another contraction. This time the omega was breathing hotly and heavily against his ear. The alpha wrapped his arms around him.
After a while, the midwife entered the room.
"What's going on?" - She asked.
"He needs to go to the bathroom." - Mobius explained, knowing Loki would probably be too embarrassed to say so to the stranger.
The midwife frowned - "To pee or...?"
"The second, to hell. Just let me go use the bathroom!" - He growled irritably.
"You're going back to bed." - She announced, pressing the little button attached to her hip on.
"What?!"
"Ma'am, I understand all medical procedures, but the gods also have to deal with things." - Mobius said politely.
"You feel pressure because the baby is pressing on your pelvic floor. This is normal, it means you are ready to push this baby out." - She said, helping to put the omega on the bed again.
Two more midwives entered the room and began to prepare a place on the side for the baby.
"Okay, I need you to listen to me carefully. Now I need you to push during the next contraction. But before that happens, you can get into the position that suits you best. You have free will to change it during labor as well." - She explained.
Loki looked at her confused, because how was he supposed to know what positions for childbirth were?!
"How about standing on your knees and hands? It takes the pressure off your spine and prevents tearing." - She suggested.
"Okay." - Loki nodded slightly, feeling uncomfortable to assume any position in the company of strangers.
When the next contraction came, Loki gave in to his instincts and pushed. The moment he did this, everything happened automatically for him.
Somewhere he vaguely heard Mobius muttering something above him, but he concentrated on getting this child out as quickly as possible.
Mobius on the other hand was stressed. During the next contraction, Loki let out a painful moan as he pushed, but when he tried to calm him down, the omega did not respond.
"Loki? Baby, come on. Say something." - He tried again, placing his hand between the shoulder blades of his tense partner.
"Quiet, he needs to concentrate." - The midwife reprimanded the alpha.
"Ngh." - Loki sighed painfully, stretching out his hand, which was quickly and comfortingly grabbed by Mobius.
The next fifteen minutes were spent mostly in silence, punctuated by the omega's painful grunts and moans on the bed.
Finally, with the next contraction, Loki shifted suddenly and uncomfortably on the bed. Then he let out a long moan - "Ahhh-ngh..."
"You're doing great, the baby is crowning now!" - The midwife encouraged Omega seeing a tuft of blond hair.
Loki closed his eyes in concentration, trying to breathe deeply to help with the pain. He slowly reached out to feel the baby's head.
Suddenly when he feel the baby little head and hair he was hit by the realization of what is happening. However, he couldn’t dwell on this too much, because the next contraction has come.
Mobius stroked his omega's sweaty hair, trying to encourage him to keep going.
"Ngh." - Loki tensed pushing with all his might.
"A bit more!" - She encouraged.
And then, one last time, Loki tensed his body and suddenly felt a terrible relief as the baby slipped into the midwife's waiting hands.
"Wah-wah!" - The baby screamed indignantly as it was wiped clean of fluids and blood.
"You did it pussycat." - Mobius praised, kissing the exhausted omega on the forehead when he was gasping for air.
"You have alpha girl!" - Midwife announced happily.
After that, the other midwives helped Loki lie back on his back against the headboard, and then the squirming baby was placed on his chest.
She had faint jotun markings and slightly blue skin.
Loki cuddled his little daughter to his chest, and next to him, Mobius couldn't get enough of the sight of his partner holding their little one.
His alpha part was extremely proud and as delighted as he was with his partner and their young one.
He reached his hand out to the puppy and she grabbed his index finger in a very tight grip, which brought a smile to the alpha's face.
Loki also smiled, amused by the grip of his daughter who was less than two minutes old and had already stolen her father's heart.
"It's just a placenta now and we can examine you both." - Said the midwife, trying to convey positive energy. However, in response, Loki only let out a series of curses, irritated that they could not leave him alone to rest.
At the same time, Omega pretended that his partner wasn't staring at him with his blue eyes with adoration and amusement all in one.
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Finally, when Loki and their cub were given a clean bill of health, they were both laid to rest in a quiet and peaceful private room.
Mobius sat in the chair next to bed as Loki nursed the baby, leaning against the pillows behind him.
"You are not tired? You know you can go back to the apartment to sleep, right?"- Loki said dispassionately, clearly he was exhausted from today.
Mobius, however, was radiating energy next to him - "I drank Josta." - He admitted reluctantly, like a puppy that had done something wrong, but he was still too happy to regret it.
Loki looked at him in disbelief. However, not having the strength to scold his partner for it, he simply ignored it for now.
"Since you have so much energy, maybe you could try to arrange things for the little one in the apartment?" - Suggested Loki, referring to the baby as "little one" since they hadn't decided what to name her yet.
"Of course." - Mobius stand up, wanting to complete the task entrusted to him as quickly as possible.
"Wait, just burp her first." - Said Loki, holding out their puppy to Mobius, who had just finished feeding on her mother's breast.
Mobius took the little one with great care. As soon as she was taken from her mother, she immediately let out a dissatisfied whine and waved her little fists in the air.
During this time, Loki put on the bra and pads that were given to him, then lowered his blouse and fell asleep in record time, knowing that his child is in enough safe hands.
"Bleh." - The girl belched only because she was moved more violently. Mobius hugged her to his chest and then left the room into the corridor to write to B-15, asking if she wouldn't mind taking care of a few things for the children (She was a pediatrician, so she definitely knows what newborns need).
- "Hey, B, could you do something for me?"
- "Sure. What's up?"
- "Do you know where to organize things for the child? And what exactly does it need?"
- "Mobius, what age child are we talking about? And why do you need this? You didn't steal any with Loki, did you?"
- "Of course not! I'm talking about a baby who is a few hours old?"
- "Hours? What..?"
- "To quickly explain, Loki was pregnant and we had no idea about it, and now we are completely unprepared and have a newborn to take care of. ;)"
- "Congratulations? Apart from the rest, I can collect everything you need and bring it to your apartment."
- "Thank you, you're the best!"
- "Just one more question, do I have a niece or nephew?"
- "Niece."
- "Lovely, I will be the best aunt ever. Tell Loki also congratulations and hope he recovers quickly."
- "Of course. Thank you again."
- "That's what the pack is for." - She wrote and ended their conversation.
Mobius returned to the room with the little girl in his arms. He walked over to his sleeping omega and adjusted the blanket covering him, then walked a little further and sat down in a armchair placed against the wall.
His daughter was wrapped in so many blankets that her skin changed to beige pink, the color of little human children.
She was now looking at her dad with her little blue eyes.
Mobius smiled fondly at her and stroked her pretty little head.
"You're quite the mischief-maker, aren't you? You're already acting like your mommy." - The girl just yawned and closed her eyes in response.
Mobius snorted slightly, grateful that Loki was asleep, because he would never hear the end of how he bored his daughter, who was only a few hours old, with his talking and himself.
"Do you know how much noise you made with your appearance? The whole pack will love you, little one." - He said, leaning on the backrest of the chair and cuddling the baby to sleep in his arms.