Title: Baby Troubles

Pairing: Derek Hale / 'Stiles' Stilinski

Rating: M

Warnings: This is slash, which means male/male sex.

Spoilers: This story is AU so minor spoilers from the show.

Summary: Derek leaves a heartbroken Stile. After a year later he shows back up and finds something he was not expatiating. Now can he fixes things with Stiles and found his place back into the young males heart again.

Disclaimer: Do Not OWN Teen Wolf or the sexy as fuck cast :)

Chapter 1: Hurt Likes Hell

"I'm leaving," Derek called out as he slammed his trunk closed. I looked over at him and smiled, finally we are getting out of this small hick town.

"Where are we going," I asked. I moved closer to him as wrapping my arms around his neck.

"We," Derek bark pushing me away, "are not going anywhere, I am," He walked over to the driver side and opened his door, "You are staying here."

"WHAT!" I yelled as he climbed in. I raced over and placed my hands on his door, thinking it would stop him from leaving. "You can't leave me; you told me I was your mate. You told me you loved me," I was crying by this point. It felt like my heart was being ripped from my chest.

"I lied," was the last thing he said to me before speeding down the road. I thought my chest hurt me before, but now it was like I couldn't breathe. Like someone sat a cinder block on my chest. I knew I was having a panic attack.

I sat straight up in bed. My heart pounding in my chest, it had been three month since Derek left and it still felt like it happened yesterday. With a groan I got out of bed. Today with the first day of my senior year; I jumped in the shower and quickly washed off.

I pulled out a pair of jeans and tried to fasten them, but they were too tight. Okay I'll admit I put some weight on during the summer but damn. Giving up I reached into my dresser and grabbed a pair of gyms shorts.

After I grabbed my book-bag I ran down the stairs. Once at the bottom I called out, "Dad?" After a minute or two with no answer I said, "Must be at work."

I made myself some toast and headed to the door. I walked over to my jeep and climbed in. Starting the engine I drove the short drive to the school.

Once I was parked I jumped out, "Ally." I smiled seeing Allison look up from her bag.

"Stiles," She called once I got close. I wrapped my arm around her shoulder and pulled her into a hug.

"How was your summer?" She asked as we walked down the hallway.

"Fun, I loved spending time with my aunt. It seems like ever since my mom died I never spend time with her family," I smiled leaning against a group of lockers.

"You do have this glow about you," She smiled as she unlocked her locker and pulled it opened. "But I'm glad your back. Now I don't have to listen to Scott go on and on about video games.

"Yea, I missed him to," I laughed, "I missed all of you guys. I'll see you later I got to go talk to Mr. Kendall about my AP classes."

"Bye," she smiled.

By third period I couldn't take it any longer. I was going mad! Most kids didn't have to do any work on the first day of school, but here I sit in AP English writing an essay about my summer.

What if I had a horrible summer? What if the love of my life left me and I had to leave town because it was too painful to even look out my window. I wish I would have listened to my dad and cut all my AP classes.

Slamming my pen down on my desk I shook my head. I can't do this anymore it's making my sick. Literally, I stood up and ran out the room finding the nearest restroom. I ran into a stall and throw up my breakfast.

I wiped my mouth with a wet paper towel and looked at myself in the mirror. This has been happening a lot lately I used to pass it off as nevus because I was coming back to Beacon Hills.

Throwing the paper towel away I walked back to my class. The bell rang as soon as I opened the door and I couldn't help the smile that wiped over my face. I was hungry all the sudden.

I grabbed my stuff and walked down the long hallway and into the lunch room. I spotted Allison and Scott sitting in the corner with Jackson.

I made my way over to them after I had my lunch tray and sat down next to Jackson. After I was comfortable I looked up to see two pairs of eyes snapped in my direction. "Yes," I asked the two werewolves.

"Ar-Stiles are yo- you," Scott mumbled.

"I'm I what," I asked taking a huge bit of my chicken.

"Pregnant?" Jackson finished Scott's sentences.

"WHAT!" I yelled choking on my food. Everyone in the lunch room stopped talking and looked at are direction.

I sat in the waiting room looking around at all the pregnant women. I felt so odd being here. Like a freak. "It's okay," Allison whispered rubbing my knee.

"Easy for you to say, you're not pregnant," I said harshly.

"You don't know if you are or not," she said.

"Ally two," I said holding up two fingers, "werewolves told me they heard two," I showed her two fingers again, "heart beats when they are around me. Do the math I'm pregnant Allison."

"Well Mr. Stilinski you're about three month pregnant," The doctor said looking over her charts.

"But how I'm-I'm a dude."

"Well there are a handful of males, like one out of a million, who carry a rare gene that allows them to become pregnant. Odds are someone in your family had it and passed it down to you."

"So are you saying my father has this gene?" I asked.

"Maybe, you're maybe your grandfathers. Most males that do have the genes never know."

"How do they not know?" Ally asked from her chair in the corner.

"Well we don't test anyone unless they ask about it, and most guys that I have read about are are gay."

I rubbed the back of my neck, "can I asked you a question."

"Yes," She turned to me.

"Umm, how will I have the baby?" I felt dumb asking that, but I really didn't know.

"You'll have a c-section." She smiled at me.

"Thanks, Dr. White," Ally said, "can we have a few minutes?"

"Sure," Dr. White stood up and passed me a RX pad with words scripted on it. "These are prenatal vitamins take one a day."

After she left I looked over at Allison, "Can you stop being so damn happy?"

"Why aren't you?" She asked coming to sit next to me. "I'm mean you're going to be a dad."

"For one I'm eighteen. I don't have a job. I don't know the first thing about having a baby. Oh and on top of all that the love of my life left me. Now I have this," I yelled pointing at my stomach. "A consent reminder of what I lost." After a few minutes of silences Allison finally asked.

"Are you going to get rid of it, like abortion?"

"No, I can't do something like that, I mean it's not," I rubbed my hand over my stomach. I couldn't help but smiled, "this little guy's fault its dad is an ass-whole."

Trying to explain to my father that I was pregnant was hard. Trying to explain the father of my unborn child was Derek Hale was harder. But after about two days of not talking my father finally accepted that his son was gay, and well pregnant.

"So I'm going to be a grandfather," was my father's new favorite sentences. Every time he saw someone he'd tell them. Every time we were out in public my father would say it. Hell he even told the bad guys in the back of his car that he was going to be a grandfather.

As for school no one said anything. Mostly because Scott, Jackson, and Allison would beat the shit out of any one that looked at me funny and hell even Danny told them to keep their mouth shut.

The only bad thing was the cravings and the damn hormones; I mean I can't take it anymore. I swear I'm going to get carpal tunnel. And what's even worse is every time I jerk off I think of Derek, and then I cry for three hours straight.

I would ask Danny to help me out but every time I was about to my stomach would start hurting. Like the baby was telling me, 'no that's not my daddy' and I can't take it. Plus the fucking morning sickness was disgusting. I felt like my toilet became my best friend.

The day came were we got to find the sex and everyone was in the room with me. Scott had his arms around Allison's waist. Allison was holding my hand. Jackson was standing by the door looking up at the television, and my father was standing next's to Jackson.

"Okay its looks like you are having a," Dr. White started moving the thingy of my stomach, "a boy." Everyone groaned and pulling out ten dollars and they all handed it to Jackson.

"Told all of you," he cheers counting his money.

Later that night I was laying on my bed running my hands over my baby bump, "You know I still have to pick out a name. Let's see, Tyler…." Just then I felt the baby kick hard. "Okay Tyler's a no. How about Timot- wait I know," I smiled looking down at my baby.

"I'll name you Bradley Bennett Hale, Bradley was my grandfather's name, Bennett was your other daddies grandfather's name, and Hale…well I want you to have something that links you to your father." With that said the baby started to run a hand or his foot across my stomach. "I like it to."

"I wonder if you're going to be a werewolf like Derek." I don't think I could handle that. I mean I know Scott and Jackson are werewolves and would help him, but there is something's that don't know.

April 14, was the day that Bradley came into the world. I had got to the hospital at 12:42pm and had him at 1:35pm. He was the spitting image of Derek and made me cry. After he was cleaned up Dr. White handed him over to me and asked. "So what are you going to name him?"

"Bradley Bennett Hale," I said looked down at my baby. I heard everyone gasp.

"Son are you sure, I mean the Hale part, why not just use your last name.

"Because Derek Hale is the father and I want this baby to at least have something of his fathers. It wasn't like Derek knew I was pregnant when he left."

"Okay son, whatever you want."

I had stay at the hospital for three day and then got to come home. I had dropped all my AP classes knowing there was no way in hell I could take honors classes and take care of a baby. I enrolled to and online school.

Plus I loved it because I got to spend more time with Bradley. It was hard but I finally graduated. And they let me walk with my class. On May 29th I smiled up at my son in my father's arm as I was handed my diploma.

Yes it's seemed like my life was close to perfect. That was until the day there was a knock on my door.

A/N:

Holy Cow, I read over this story when I read that there was a lot of grammer mistakes. So next time I find a old story I will read it before posting it.

Oh another thing. I'm not that good a grammar. Math is more my subject so if you are, or know anyone that would like to beta read please pm me! I know I hate reading story with a lot of mistakes.