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And Robby knew he was in trouble the moment he stepped into peds. He hesitated—just for a moment, just inside the doorway. He could smell her distress already—an almost sour milk smell, overpowering her sweeter, baby-soft scent. Al-Hashimi, another omega, didn’t seem as bothered by it. Jesse, either. They were already talking shop, getting stats and pulling on gloves.
Robby took the gloves Jesse handed him with a quiet thanks and stepped up next to the bassinet, across from Al-Hashimi. He took a deep, fortifying breath, heart pounding as the sour milk distressed smell thickened, hands trembling as he reached out to check the baby. A little girl. Tiny. Gums a bright pink.
“Oh, well hydrated,” he said, voice croaking a little as Mohan came into the room.
“No obvious source of infection,” said Al-Hashimi. “Could be a benign virus, but can’t assume that.”
“Is this the abandoned baby?” Mohan asked, stopping at the end of the bassinet.
Robby hummed softly. The baby grabbed his finger—
Fuck.
The baby was calming. The room no longer stunk of sour milk, instead replaced with that unique soft smell of honey and baby powder that most pups seemed to smell of.
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