**AGAIN! THIS IS UNBETA-ed and all mistakes are mine. Please feel free to point out some discrepancies and I'll edit them as soon as I get in front of a computer. I'm using my phone to post these chapters, thus the mistakes.

**By the way, I will also be working on a new Sterek fic that will be based on the Korean drama "Coffee Prince". I won't be posting chapters yet but I will be posting an excerpt on my tumblr account .com

Sorry for the late update as well :)

Enjoy reading!

"So, I really am pregnant... but how?" Stiles asked as Deaton checked the teen's urine on four different pregnancy test kits. And yes, in nine or less months, he'll be a proud Papa of a bouncing baby werewolf.

All joking aside, Stiles breathed in deep. He's actually trying to grasp the concept of him being a Dad at such a young age.

But he knows that his Dad will accept him no matter what, so he stops worrying about John for a while and focuses on how he'll deal with Derek Hale.

Right now, he's really trying to absorb all of the knowledge that Deaton just gave him. Apparently, Alpha's can make their infertile mates fertile by just continuous sex until... well, they test themselves. Also, an Alpha's sperm could cause hormonal change that makes it possible for male mates to become pregnant.

The only problem being is that Stiles isn't Derek's mate... RIGHT?

Derek would've told him if he was but he didn't, so why bother, right?

He was sitting in the waiting room of the clinic when Lydia came out from Deaton's office. She sat next to him and he just leaned on her shoulder, trying not to break down about the possibilities of him and Derek being together.

"I'm still trying to wrap my head around the idea of Jackson coming back. I mean... if we're really meant to be, we'll always find our way back, right? But I can't exactly jump right into his arms when I'm still trying to pick up the pieces." Lydia spoke, her voice constricted as if she wanted to cry.

"The first time Derek and I did it... I thought it was amazing. I gathered every bit of courage I had just for that night. When I saw him and Ms. Blake hanging out a month after the Alpha pack, my heart just scattered to pieces. So, I made him a deal. We would continue with this relationship and end it if someone falls for the other... But unfortunately, I was already in-love." Stiles said, following it with a sigh and he got up, reached for Lydia's hand and added, "C'mon, let's go get some cappuccino or a non-fat soy latte."

Lydia just chuckled and took his hand, walking hand in hand as they exited the clinic.

They could always solve their problems later.

Isaac's head perked up when he saw Allison walk up towards him at an antique bookstore that him and Stiles would go to find folklore or legends about their new enemies. Allison would tag along from time to time because a lot of her family's history were in these books.

Apparently, Isaac loved this place so much, he asked Derek if he could work part-time and he agreed.

"Hey, is everything okay?" Isaac immediately asked as Allison drew a few steps closer.

Her face was hard but a glint of sadness was spilling out of her face as she replied, "We need to talk. In private."

"Uh, sure. Let me just close up. And we could talk upstairs." Isaac said as he quickly got out of the counter and locked the door as he flipped the CLOSED sign.

He led Allison up the staircase in the corner that leads to more books but a lounge perched in the middle which he set up for Stiles since he comes by every weekend and plans to stay until he finds out what he's looking for. Good thing the owner, Mrs. Lowell, who knew the Hales, is well aware of the furry little problem of Beacon Hills.

"What do you want to talk about?" Isaac asked.

"You know what I want to talk about." Allison said, her voice sharp but her heartbeat erratic.

Isaac's smile turned upside down as he leaned back the couch, "Scott." He voiced out and she nodded.

"I'm leaving for France in a week. And before I do that, I want to know something." She said, their eyes not breaking contact.

Isaac took in a deep sharp breath and gestured for her to go on.

"I love Scott. I'd ask him to come with me but I'm not really sure that he'll agree if he has extra baggage." She said.

"You could just say that Stiles and I are the baggage. We won't be offended, Allison." Isaac said, sarcastic as it may seem, but it was the truth.

The three of them, after the Alpha pack, became inseparable. They're a package deal.

"I can deal with Stiles because he's not in-love with my boyfriend. You, however, are." Allison added, her voice weighing down on Isaac's mind.

"I told him that he didn't have to choose yet. He's grieving, Allison. You're leaving and I'm not actually the type of person who will jump at Scott when he's at his weakest. I just told him the truth because I couldn't keep it in anymore." Isaac explained, trying to restrain the wolf in him. It wanted to claw out Allison's throat right now.

Allison stared at him. Her face unable to hide the pain anymore.

"I'm sorry, Allison... but... I love Scott too. I love him too much to let him go. You should understand that by now."

The next day, Stiles found himself making breakfast once more. He decided that he should tell his Dad first if anything bad happens... for example, getting maimed by angry Alphas.

He prepared bacon, waffles, some fruits and a hot cup of coffee for John. When the man got down the kitchen, he gave Stiles a confused yet stern look. He cleared his throat and said, "Did you do something illegal with your pack again?"

Stiles turned with a mouthful of waffles and an inaudible 'What' in the end. He stared at John as if he was gonna confess a crime.

"Wha... What? Can't I prepare bacon and waffles for you on a bright Friday morning?" Stiles deflected as he drank his glass of OJ.

John raised a brow, placed his keys on the table and said, "The last time you prepared bacon was the time when you told me werewolves are real. What's it now? Vampires?"

John took a sip of coffee and added, "You really make the best cup of coffee. What's going on now?"

It's now or never, Stiles. The teen thought to himself as he cleared his throat. He stared at his dad straight in the eyes and said, "Dad, my feelings for Derek got me into a very tight spot."

"Tight spot? Meaning? If this is code for you two are having sex already, I don't want to know. Besides, you know I support you if you two plan to move in together after college." John replied as his brows eased up along with his tense shoulders.

"Dad, that's not code for anything and by the way, Derek and I aren't even dating. I mean, yea, we're having sex but I think he likes someone else so I don't really think that he'll get down on his high horse just to marry me if he found out that I was pregnant with his cub and I really think that he's not the type to just jump on the father bandwagon just ye-"

"Hold up! Pregnant with his cub? Stiles!" John caught on.

"Fuck..." Stiles groaned as he facepalmed himself because he literally needs that brain to mouth filter of his checked.

John stared at him shock, mouth wide open before he even gathered himself to say, "What the hell did I tell you about unprotected sex, Stiles? And what is this about him not coming down from his high horse just to marry you? Any one would be lucky to have you!"

Stiles is confused right now. The fact that he just told his dad that he was pregnant and that his dad didn't mind that he was, was kind of a shock to him.

"Well, I didn't know until I got the memo, Dad. I got the morning sickness, I feel bloated, my smell is kind of sensitive right now, and I think I'm gaining weight... and the fact that I smell different to the pack is kind of a marquee sign for me that I am pregnant. They said that I smell sweet, like bright morning sun and that when they're close to me, they have the need to protect me or something. And I also asked Deaton if it was possible and yes, it is. I don't even know if I'm gonna tell Derek."

By now, Stiles could feel the panic attack creeping in. His whole mind is disoriented and the fact that him being pregnant and telling Derek is really stressing him out.

He felt strong hands grab him by the shoulders.

"-les? Stiles! Calm down! Breathe with me." John took a deep breath in and so did Stiles. He followed his Dad's rhythm and a couple of breaths, then he's calm once more.

"You'll get through this. Think about it carefully, alright? Being a parent is a really big responsibility. I want you to consider telling Derek and you two talk about this baby. This is a brand new life we're talking about. If he doesn't feel the same way then me, Scott, Lydia and Melissa are here to support you. Okay?" John reassured him.

He found himself hugging his dad after that awesome DAD SPEECH. He found himself crying out while his dad is telling him that everything is gonna be alright.

Scott found himself in front of the almost finished Hale house that morning. He was jogging aimlessly in the preserve and found himself being led here.

"You're up early."

He turned and saw Derek standing behind him in his jeans, boots and white ribbed tank top.

"The house looks great. When are we gonna move in?" Scott replied as they walk towards the house.

Derek shrugged and said, "I don't know yet. Lydia is still thinking of the furniture that we're gonna buy for it." he said as they opened the door.

It looked great. Cream-colored walls and hardwood floors.

"Have you heard anything from Stiles?" Derek asked as they walked around the unfurnished house.

"No, not really. We haven't hung out for days. I really miss him. Wait a sec... are you two fighting right now? Is that why you two have been avoiding each other? Oh my gosh..." Scott said in an exasperated tone.

Derek immediately smack the back of his head and said, "We aren't fighting. He's been dodging my calls for days. You make it sound like we're dating."

"But you are, aren't you? You are dating, right? I mean, you two smell like each other since two weeks ago." Scott said as he sat on the top of the kitchen counter.

Derek leaned against the counter and sighed heavily, "We're not. We've been having this no-strings-attached relationship." He explained.

Scott groaned, throwing his head back and added, "Dude, that's bullshit. I already accepted the fact that Stiles is in to you, so, why would you two have that type of relationship? Did you suggested it? Because if you, I will kick your ass."

"He was the one who suggested it. I was merely ceasing the opportunity. I told myself that if we continue this then he might fall in-love with me but I guess that was shitty thing to do." Derek said, trying to cover up the worried look on his face as he thought of Stiles being with another guy or girl.

"I don't know, man. Just... Talk to him already. He smells different now. Like when I came by his house yesterday but he wasn't there, so I just used my spare key. His scent is sweeter. I'd know if he's already dating someone but there wasn't any other person except for the Sheriff and the packs' scent. So, it's very impossible that he's avoiding you because he found someone else." Scott explained as he got down from the counter, giving the man a childish grin as he looked out of window of the kitchen.

"I'll try. Oh, what's this I heard about the Argents are leaving? Did Allison tell you anything?" Derek agreed, followed by a really sore question that struck Scott hard.

The teen wolf frowned as he sunk his back on the counter, "Allison said that they both needed a sense of normalcy. She just broke up with me. I guess we were never meant to be. We've tip-toeing on this relationship that we have. Then... Isaac happened..."

"Isaac?"

"Wait... I'm not blaming Isaac. He just... He just showed me something that I couldn't have with Allison. When the three of us are together, all I could see is his smile... all I could hear was his laugh... When he's hurt, I'd go to his side in a heartbeat... But right now, I don't think I could just jump right into a relationship with him. I still love Allison... but I'm not in-love with her." Scott spoke, breathing out like the knife embedded into his chest was pulled out.

Derek patted his back and said, "I understand. Try to sort things out first, alright? I'm right here."

After talking to his dad, Stiles found himself driving to Lydia's house.

He found her reading in her room and he just jumped right next to her like it was the most normal thing to do.

"Stiles! Be careful. You might injure yourself. Need I remind you that you're pregnant." Lydia said, but all she got was a rumbling sound as Stiles wrapped his arms around her waist.

"I told my dad." Stiles spoke.

"He's surprisingly calm about this certain situation. All I have to worry about now is Derek and the pack. Maybe Peter could help when he gets back from his vacation in Hawaii." He added as they switched their position with Lydia's head on his chest and his arms under his head.

"Yea, remind me to text him. He just booked a flight to Hawaii after Derek and I first did the deed. Hmm... I'm worried." He said, heaving a heavy sigh.

"Don't worry too much. It won't be too good for the cub... Oh my gosh, I can't believe that I'll be a godmother. I have to used to being called Aunt Lydia from now on." She said as she giggled while Stiles laughed a bit.

They lay there in silence for a while and then someone comes barging in ruining the moment. And surprise surprise, it was Peter.

"Speaking of the devil." Lydia calmly said as they got up.

"Stiles, are you cheating on my nephew? Naughty naughty." Peter said.

Stiles rolled his eyes and stuck out his tongue like a child. Peter dropped his duffel bag beside Lydia's bed and sat comfortably on her computer chair.

"So, what did I miss? Wow, Stiles, you smell really sweet. Did Derek finally knock- oh my god, he did, didn't he? And no one bothered to call me? I'm heartbroken." Peter said, but judging by the look on his face, he didn't seemed surprise at all.

Stiles got up and walked towards him, "No one in the pack except my dad, Deaton, Lydia and you, knows about this. I plan on telling Derek at the right time. So, would you please... please, just keep it to yourselves right now?" He said.

Peter stood up and smiled at the teen, "Welcome to the family in advance, Stiles. You should tell him sooner rather than later. I'm glad that he has you."

****AGAIN! THIS IS COMPLETELY UNBETA-ed. All mistakes are mine.

**By the way, I'm currently working on a new Sterek fic. It'll be based on the Korean drama called "Coffee Prince". I kind of imagine Stiles and Derek being in that type of situation :)