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Summary: Allison's pregnant. Scott is the father.

Allison POV

We were sitting in my room kissing when I couldn't take it anymore. I had to tell him.

"Scott, I need to talk to you about something…" He looked at me worried, probably thinking that I was breaking up with him or something. "Remember when we slept together 6 weeks ago after your game?"

"Yeah, what's wrong? Are you regretting we did it?" He said.

"No! Well maybe." He looked at me in confusion "Scott, I haven't had my period since then and… I'm scared."

"Oh baby. What are you scared about?"

How did he not know what I was trying to so say? "Scott, I started throwing up every day 2 weeks ago. I've gained weight." I said, hand on my still flat stomach, trying not to start sobbing in front of him. If he still didn't get what I was saying then I would just have to say it, and I haven't been able to say it since the idea came into my head. I'm even more scared that it will kill me because it's half werewolf. Hopefully it won't make a difference.

"Oh my god. Are you…" He trailed off, but stared at my stomach.

"I think so… I haven't taken a test yet, but… I'm scared and I can't bring myself to do it." He just sat there and stared. "What should I do?"

"I-I don't know. We never talked about what we would do if this happened. We only did it without protection once… It was just one time." By the time he finished his sentence, I was sobbing in his shoulder. He was holding me against his chest.

"If I am… I want to keep it. I could never give up a life. Especially if it's something I made…WE made." We just sat there for a while until all of the sudden I heard my mom, walking up the stairs. We both scrambled as he crawled out my window and onto my roof. We knew my mom didn't suspect that he was here, but just in case, he made sure he was out of sight from the window. She walked in and luckily I was on the bed making it look like I was studying.

"Hey Ali, what are you doing" She asked. Why did she have to speak to me. I knew I wouldn't be able to speak without her noticing I was crying so I just held up my US History book. "Oh, ok well I'm glad you're focusing on school and not boys." As soon as she left, I started sobbing again and Scott came through my window to comfort me.

"Can you go get me a test tomorrow?" I asked him, still crying into his shoulder.

"Forget tomorrow, I'm going now! It's only 7pm, the gas station is still open. I'll grab some then come back." He said to me. Although I don't want him to leave me, I want to know for sure.

"Fine. Just hurry back… On second thought I'll go tell my mom I'm going to sleep. She won't come in after that." So I went into my mom and dad's room and said that I was really tired from today and that I was going to sleep. Finally, we climbed out my window, being extra careful to not hurt myself just in case, and got into his car. On the way there he asked.

"Are you sure you aren't just sick, or maybe stressed?" He asked.

"I'm pretty sure you don't throw up every second of the day when you're stressed." I said annoyed. I can't believe that he's trying to find ways out of this. "If I am… are you going to leave me?"

"Of course not! I would never! Not in a million years. Pregnant or not, I will always love the time we got there, he had tears dripping down his face. Clearly as scared as I was. When we went in, he bought 5 different brands of pregnancy tests, just to be sure. Because we couldn't really go home and take them, we did it in the bathroom of the gas station. Not the best place, but it beats using my bathroom and risking getting caught. We looked at the tests. We had to wait 3 minutes before we actually got the real results.

Test one: Positive

Test two: Positive

Test three: Positive

Test four: Positive

Test five: Positive

It's official. I'm pregnant.