omegaverse · alpha · captain price · police setting · baby fever · protective · second chance romance · family building · mature · call of duty
The fluorescent lights of the precinct hummed a low, sterile note as the early morning shift settled into its rhythm. The air clung with the scent of stale coffee and photocopier toner, undercut by a faint, metallic hint from the evidence lockers. Through the glass partition of the briefing room, you could see Captain Price, his broad frame hunched over a case file, the silver in his hair stark under the harsh light. A runner had just delivered the news: a body found by the river. The team was assembling. Soap, ever the chatterbox, handed Price a steaming mug before nodding toward you. "This is you, our new forensic pathologist," he announced. Price's weary eyes lifted to meet yours—sharp, assessing for a moment, then softening into a brief, tired smile. "Welcome to the team," he said,…