~April 26, 2014~
Stiles glared down at the white stick in his hand shaking it hoping that the little pink plus would go away. He had done the same thing with the last eight test, but they all still had that stupid plus sign on it. Stiles felt his eyes beginning to water. How could this happen? He was a guy, but apparently he was pregnant with a baby, a baby. He just turned eighteen two weeks ago, how was he supposed to raise a baby. The tears finally fell when he thought about who his baby's daddy was. The man had been older than Stiles. They had met each other at the Jungle, but he had never saw him again. He couldn't even remember the man's name.
"Stiles are you alright in there?" Scott yelled while knocking on the door. The concern in his voice was easily detected.
"I...uh." Stiles sniffed whipping his eyes. "I'm fine I'll be right out."
"Okay. I'll be downstairs."
Stiles quickly hid the stick in the trash, and washed his face making it look like he hadn't been crying. He made his way downstairs seeing Scott and Allison waiting for him.
"Stiles are you okay?" Allison asked. Stiles sat down by her shaking his head. She grabbed him and hugged him tightly.
"Stiles?" Scott asked.
Stiles sighed and cuddled more into Allison. "I took eight of those tests, and they were all positive." He said feeling tears welling up in his eyes again. "Oh my god, what am I going to do?" He sobbed.
Scott quickly moved to sit on the other side of Stiles so he could hug him too. "Stiles, Stiles calm down. It's okay it will all be alright."
"No it won't Scott. I'm pregnant. I'm going to be a dad at eighteen. How can anything be all right?" Stiles cried burying his face in Scott's chest. "I don't even know who the father is."
Scott and Alison just hugged him tighter trying to calm him down.
~August 12, 2014~
It had been four months since Stiles had found out he was pregnant, and today he was going to find out the sex of the baby. He was very excited and really hoped that it would be a boy.
"Stiles I'm here!" Scott yelled opening the front door. "Let's go we're going to be late."
"I'll be right down." Stiles grabbed his sweater and put it on. Once downstairs he grabbed Scott and headed out the door. Stiles jumped into the passenger seat of his new car. The jeep had sadly died on him so he had to replace it.
Scott got in the driver's seat and headed to Deaton's. "So, how have you been?"
"Great, I can't wait to find out the sex of the baby!"
"I hope it's a boy we, have a bet going on. Isaac, Danny, and your dad says it's going to be a boy, and Allison, Lydia and my mom says it's a girl. What do you want it to be?"
"A boy but, I'd be just as happy with a girl." Stiles smiled patting his stomach
Scott smiled as he nodded. When they got there, they saw another car parked next to Deaton's. "Is Deaton helping a customer?" He asked Scott.
"He didn't tell me he was, but it's fine we'll just wait until they leave."
Stiles got out of the car with Scott following behind him. "Hey Doc where are you?"
Deaton came out from the side. "Hello boys. Can you both come back here?"
Stiles looked at Scott confused, and jerked his head to the side so that Scott would go first. "What's going on Deaton?" Scott asked stopping when he saw the man leaning against the examination table. "Who is this?"
"This is Peter Hale." Deaton said nodding to the man.
Stiles stared, shocked to see the father of his baby. He looked exactly the same from when he first met him.
"He is a beta werewolf from the Hale pack. His sister Taila is his Alpha, and she has agreed to help train you Scott."
Scott nodded his head as a smile came across his face. "That's great when can I meet her?"
"You will meet her this weekend." Peter stated.
Stiles felt his heart beating faster and faster the more he stayed in the room. Scott looked at him with concern. "Stiles are you all right?" Stiles shook his head backing up. "Stiles you need to calm down your heartbeat is going too fast."
Deaton approached Stiles carefully. "Stiles, calm down you could harm the baby." Stiles looked down at the bump reaching out and touching it. "That's it Stiles take a deep breath and hold it in." Stiles doing as Deaton said. "Okay, now breathe out." Deaton kept him going through the same motions until his breathing returned to normal.
Scott grabbed his arm and gently led him over to the examination table. "What was that Stiles?"
Stiles breathed in and looked at Peter. "He's the father of my baby."
Deaton walked up to him and gently grabbed his shoulder. "Are you sure Stiles?"
Peter was looking at Stiles in shock. "How, what? How far along are you?"
"I'm four months pregnant. We met at the Jungle and we got drunk and had sex."
Peter walked closer to him and sniffed the air. "You smell like me and yourself."
"What?" Stiles looked at Scott. "Why didn't you tell me?"
Scott shrugged his shoulders. "I don't know."
"He probably just thought it was the baby." Deaton said, he looked at Peter. "We'll leave you two alone, you have a lot to talk about." Deaton grabbed Scott's arm, and lead him away.
"So...uh what are we going to do about all of this?" Stiles asked.
"I would like to be in my child's life." Peter stated. "I want to be able to raise the baby with you."
Stiles smiled. "I want you to be in the baby's life to."
"Thank you. I want to make up for all the time that I have missed with you and the baby."
Stiles nodded. "What exactly are we going to do because I know that you can't exactly stay with me and my dad."
"I have an idea. If you don't agree with it, then we'll figure out something else." Stiles nodded listening closely to Peter. "I would like for you to live with me throughout the rest of the pregnancy, and if you choose to you can stay after."
"I'll have to talk to my dad about it, but I would like to live with you because I want the baby to be raised by both of it's parents."
Peter nodded in agreement. "I agree with that to, we'll talk with you father to make sure he agrees before we do anything."
"Okay let's get Deaton back in here so we can find out the sex of the baby." Stiles grinned.
Peter quickly went to get Deaton who came in with the ultra sound machine just as fast. Scott placed a warm blanket down on the examination table with a pillow.
"Okay Stiles, let's see what your having." Deaton said once he had everything settled.
Stiles laid down and lifted up his shirt so that Deaton could spread the gel on his stomach. He shivered when the gel touched his skin. "Why can't it be warm?" He whined.
"Sorry, Stiles." Deaton apologized, grabbing the wand. He moved it around Stiles' stomach looking for the baby. "There's the baby." Deaton motioned for Peter to come closer.
Peter looked at the image of his baby closely smiling slightly.
"Tell us what it is." Scott whined on the other side of Stiles. "I'm tired of calling it 'the baby' or 'it'." Deaton chuckled.
"Hold on Scott this is Peter's first time seeing the baby." Stiles said patting his friend on the arm. "I have all the pictures from all my previous checkups so you'll get to see those too."
Peter smiled. "Thank you. Go ahead Deaton tell us the sex."
Deaton moved the wand to the right then told them. "Here we are...it looks like you are having a...boy."
"Yes!" Scott screeched. "I was right!" he hugged Stiles tightly then grabbed his phone and began texting everyone.
"Don't tell my dad, I'm want to tell him." Stiles yelled as Scott left the room. He sighed and looked at Deaton seeing a small smile on his lips. "You look a bit happy there Doc were you in on the bet to?"
Deaton smirked and handed some paper towels to Stiles. "I have pictures to print. How many would you like Peter?"
Peter looked away from the image of his son. "Six, thank you." Deaton nodded and walked out of the room.
"We have a son." Stiles whispered happily.
Peter smiled and grabbed the towels wiping the gel from Stiles stomach. "Yes we do."
Scott walked back with wide eyes. "Uh, hate to break this up, but Stiles your dad's here."
His father meeting Peter for the first time wasn't that bad-who was he kidding it was horrible. His dad had just gotten off work so he was still in his uniform. Which meant he still had his gun within arm's reach. As soon as Stiles said 'This is Peter Hale the father of my child',his dad had pulled out his gun and shot Peter in the chest twice. The only reason he stopped was when Scott jumped in the way.
"I'm really sorry about that." Stiles said as Deaton was taking the bullets out of Peter's chest.
"I'm not, he deserved it." The Sheriff grumbled as he watched them from across the room.
"What if he had been human dad? You could have killed him."
John glared. "I knew he was a werewolf Stiles. He's lucky I didn't shoot him with the wolfs-bane bullets Deaton gave me."
"Why would you give him wolfs-bane bullets?" Stiles said glaring at Deaton who just shrugged finally taking out a bullet.
"This has actually gone better than I expected." Peter said as he examined the bullet.
"Really what were you expecting?" Stiles asked.
Peter shrugged. "Something worse than a gun."
John got up and approached them stopping when Stiles held his hand out. He glared but handed Stiles his gun. "So Peter, I have a couple of questions for you but first where going to my favorite burger joint to eat." Deaton pulled out the last bullet and began to clean up.
"Dad you can't have meat." Stiles stated rolling his eyes.
"Oh, I can have meat when the father of my grandchild is introduced to me four months into the pregnancy." He glared.
"Mr. Stilinski, Stiles and I also have a few things to tell you as well."
John glared but nodded. "Okay let's go.
Peter had to stop by his apartment to change, but he was going to meet them at dinner later. "Dad, could you try to at least be nice." Stiles begged.
John sighed. "I'll try, but I'm not promising anything. Now tell me am I having a grandson or a granddaughter."
Stiles smiled. "A grandson."
John grinned. "Good, we wouldn't know what to do with a girl." They both laughed.
When they were in the middle of ordering food Peter walked in. "Sorry, my sister called me and I told her about the baby. She's excited."
Stiles smiled as he moved over for Peter to sit down next to him. "That's good."
They all ordered their food, and didn't talk until the food was placed on their table. "Okay, tell me what you needed to tell me first before I start talking." John said after taking a bite out of his bacon burger.
Peter wiped his mouth and spoke up. "I would like Stiles to live with me through the pregnancy, and if he chooses to he can stay after. He's already agreed to move in with me. We just wanted to run it by you first. I know you might not agree, but I need to be around Stiles while he is pregnant. It's a wolf thing, and I would like him there after because we both want the baby to be raised by both parents."
John nodded. "What do you mean by its a wolf thing?"
"It's just now that I know about the baby. I need to be close to him because it soothes the wolf."
"So if you had never known about the baby, the wolf wouldn't feel anything."
"No, it will feel as if a part of itself is missing but it wouldn't know what it is." Peter stated.
"Then I agree Stiles should live with you, but now it's time for some ground rules. I obviously won't have a say about whether or not you two can have sex, I just have to hope you won't. I want to be able to see my son when I want, and I need news on the baby as often as possible." They both nodded. "And once a week we will all eat out together."
"Alright dad." Stiles smiled
"Thank you, Sheriff." Peter said nodding at the man.
"You can call me John. Now why don't we eat our dinner, and we can learn more about you Peter."
"What do you want to know?" Peter asked as he cut into his steak.
"How old are you?" John asked.
"I'm 30."
John nodded. "At least you're younger than me."
Stiles coughed. "Dad."
"What? Do you have a job Peter?"
"Yes I own Hale Inc. My nephew runs it in New York, I work from home."
"Interesting, do you travel a lot?"
"Yes I do, but I'll have to put off traveling till after the baby is born."
"Why don't you tell us about your family?"
"My family, there's a lot of us. They live in the next town over. I moved out last year."
"Why did you move out?" Stiles asked.
"I wanted to live my own life without my family breathing down my neck." He stated.
The rest of dinner went by quickly with small talk as they learned more about each other. The Sheriff left early because he had to go to work. Once Peter and Stiles finished eating, they decided to leave especially since Stiles had school tomorrow. "You can move into my home this weekend." Peter stated as he walked Stiles to his car.
Stiles nodded. "Okay I'll start packing throughout the day then. Thanks for everything. I'm glad I don't have to do all of this on my own."
"You're welcome." Peter pulled out his phone and handed it too Stiles. "If you have a craving for anything just text me and I'll bring it to you."
Stiles smiled. "I'll keep that in mind."
Peter chuckled and walked away heading to his car. "Goodnight Stiles."
"Night." Stiles whispered.