AN: I've decided that I really wanted to continue An Alpha's Spark. This doesn't or shouldn't come as a shock to most of you as I really enjoyed writing it in the first place. I figured I'll get this posted as a Christmas present(mostly towards myself) and edit An Alpha's Spark then get to posting after New Year's. So without further ado, I give you the first installment of A Spark's Alpha (oh LoveIsNotForSinner, how creative and original, where'd you come up with that one).
Warnings: This chapter. I'm so sorry.
Summary: Everything has settled down, being between Derek's pack and Brett's pack, Stiles thinks his life is finally close to what he'd call normal but in a world like his things could never be normal.
Ever since I was young I knew I wanted a family, I wanted someone who loved me and children to go with the love of my life. The worst part about being a guy and marrying a guy is that means your chances of a child change drastically. As I grew up I always thought I'd have to adopt, even when I was dating Derek I had assumed I was going to adopt a child. Until I met Brett and he introduced me to Jordan who told me that with a few words and things to do it'd be possible for me to get pregnant. She actually taught me a lot, like how to actually use my spark instead of just having to draw symbols and recite rituals until I forgot my own name. None of which were actually useable against someone, I didn't yet have that in me. Though there were rumors that a spark could defend themselves with active offensive and defensive 'powers'. I had a lot of words memorized, incantations or spells but always hoped one day it wouldn't be necessary. That I would be able to attack people with telekinesis or something...yeah, that'd be cool. All I could really do now was heal people and sometimes dream of 'things to come' but that was more than I could do a few years ago.
We talk about having kids a lot, Brett and I. It's something we both want. We have our pack and that really is enough for me, I love our pack. Jefferson and Talia, although Brett's nephew and niece, are already like our own children. Karen and David, although older, are like our children. Andre is like my child and hence Brett's by marriage. Dominic and Aleysha aren't so much our children more like our friends or siblings really. It's something we both wanted and only a few days ago had we actually acted on it.
"Everything's settled down huh?" Brett had asked as he crawled into bed beside me. His fingertips trace the scar on my side and I nod. Peter had disappeared and Allison informed us that the hunters had run back home, after thinking they killed not one but two Alpha's mates. That was a funny rumor but not one anyone would kill anytime soon. "No hunters, no crazy werewolves." He said leaning down and nipping at my jaw. I smiled lightly and turned my head to catch his lips. I nipped at his bottom lip as I pulled away, grinning.
"So kids huh?" I joked to him.
"I was thinking about it. Now would be a good time, with both the packs. We'd be able to protect you during it and..no hunter would dare come here right now. Not with that rumor circulating." I leaned on my elbows to face him. I couldn't believe it. This is something we'd both wanted and waited for. We always put it off because there was always a reason too.
"You mean it? I could get Jordan to call her friend right now and we can start by tomorrow." He smiled at me, wide and flashing.
"How about?" He dragged his hands up my shirt. "We start now and get Jordan to call tomorrow and then try again tomorrow." I smiled at him and kissed him before pulling away.
"Mm, sounds like a plan."
So we did just that. We talked to Jordan and got the ritual in a day. Of course, her friend had to come on down since a guy pregnant wasn't normal or supposed to happen. He knew what to do though, it wasn't his first rodeo with men trying to have kids. And you know those hilarious old wives tales you hear about how to get pregnant, like who has orgasms when and stuff. Yeah, apparently they had a thing going for them because the shit actually works. Or Jordan and her friend seem to think it does and after hearing our emissary and best friend tell us how to have sex, let's just say you listen so you don't ever have to hear it again. "And don't let him get out of bed after words, hold him down, tie him up I don't care. Are you sure you wanna do this sweetie?" Not after that, thank you very much. I don't think we've ever looked so scandalized talking about sex before. But a few weeks later, a ton of sex all over the house – just to be sure – and a horrible discussion about how to have sex and get pregnant I was staring at Jordan and her friend Nick or Nathan maybe?...with wide eyes. And suddenly I wasn't sure I wanted a baby.
"I love you. I love him."
"It's a her." I told Brett with a smile before kissing him. He always knew just what to say when I needed him to. Knew just what to say when I was desperate enough to give up and made me believe in myself. It was a bit disgusting but he was more than the best I could ever ask for.
Every week I had a check-up with Nick...Nathan?...I'm really going to have to figure this out. And every week I'd go home to Brett and give him the good news, this week I stop by my parents graves. It was nice to be back in Beacon Hills. Karen and David bought a little apartment, while Dominic, Aleysha and Andre bought one. Telisa and Jefferson were supposed to live with us but during the 'Get-Stiles-pregnant' operation they stayed at Karen and David's or Aleysha's and haven't come home yet. I'm not sure where Jordan was staying, those emissaries always know how to keep secrets. It was nice to be home though, that was for sure. After the hospital Brett's siblings came down to talk to him and me, make sure this was what we wanted. They fully supported us and rented out the apartment for us in New York. We all kind of thought one day we might head back and like I've told every one you never know. Now, I was hit with the reality of what could happen, sitting by my parents graves and lost in thought.
"Stiles?" I look over to the voice and see Derek frowning at me with a raised brow. "Is everything okay?" I didn't know I was crying before then so I wipe at my cheeks and attempt to glare at him. He just rolls his eyes and looks at me.
"I don't know how to tell him." I admit after a few minutes, staring at the ground instead of him.
"Tell who what?"
"Brett..." Derek's pack had known about us having kids since the rest of our pack did. A flash of hurt always seemed to dart across Derek's face, gone before you could blink.
"Tell him what?" Derek asks, kneeling in front of me and I meet his eyes. I don't bother to wipe away the tears and I shake my head.
"We lost the kid." I tell him and he frowns at me, before pulling me in his arms to hold me. "We lost the kid."
AN: Don't say I didn't warn you? I just took everyone's hopes and dreams and crushed them. I don't know why I did it but I promise it'll get better. I don't promise that at all, I'm so sorry. God.