So, following 2×19, when Alpha!Lucy and Omega!Maggie realize just how much Beta!Alex means to them. They lay claim to her the night she’s returned to them. It’s obvious to everyone and no one is surprised. Except Alex. She’s not expecting to get who she wanted, so she doesn’t know how to deal. Alphas and Omegas ignore Betas, this is fact and Alex has learned to live with it. Almost. For the most part.
But now she has Lucy making sure Alex keeps her therapy and doc appointments, Maggie is buying her waterless shampoo and finding water rich food for her to eat. While Alex has time to herself, she’s never alone; if neither Lucy nor Maggie are available, Kara or James or Winn are within eyesight. Alex had no idea how to react to an Alpha looking out for her and an Omega supporting her.
Maggie has to reign Lucy in sometimes, subtly, because Lucy’s overprotective Alpha mode would do their friendship with someone like Alex more harm than good. Maggie tells Lucy they need to make their intentions clear, but should also wait until Alex isn’t eyeing every elevator like it’s a trap. When it does come out into the open, it is, of course, at three a.m. after a nightmare.
Usually it’s Kara who spends the night with Alex since Kara doesn’t need as much sleep and can handle any threat that isn’t kryptonite. If one of the other two don’t have work the next day, though, then Lucy or Maggie have gotten into the habit of cuddle Alex to sleep, must to the Beta’s bemusement. This particular night, Alex wakes up flailing and Lucy reacts more on instinct then coherent thought.
“Ours,” Lucy quietly growls as she wraps Alex in a hug. “Going nowhere.”
“What does that even mean?” Alex asks as she lets herself relax. Her muscles are tied from being tense and ready to fight or flight. If Lucy wants to hold her up for a bit, Alex will take it.
Maggie shifts closer, more able and willing to give Alex space at night. “It means we’re going to ask you on a date soon.”
Alex has no idea how to compute that. Sure, having over protective friends letting their instincts run a bit rampant while she recovered wasn’t exactly unexpected. But actual dating?
“We all have off on Friday,” Lucy says. “I was thinking lunch.”
Alex feels herself nod. “Lunch works.”
“Good. Panic in the morning. Sleep now.”
And, well, it was sometimes a better idea to listen to the Alpha.