Chapter Ten

AUTHOR'S NOTE: Thank you for been patient and taking your time to read my story. Hope you like the next chapter, it has taken a while to write it, my laptop broke and I lost my plans for the story. Had to rethink about it all and I am now using my computer. :)

Allison looked at Scott, "Baby, I can't go to school today. Not like this. Look at the state of me. I can't stop throwing up for 5 minutes. I feel horrible." Her voice seemed almost like she was shouting at him, she couldn't cope with any arguments today of all days. For the past few hours her stomach wouldn't let any food whatsoever down. She was not having a good day and it was only 7:30am. Allison was not impressed at all.

"Babe... Calm down. It's fine." Scott was worried about Allison, but he knew he had to go to school, Allison said earlier that she didn't want him to miss any days off of school because she was pregnant. She didn't want anybodies education to be ruined because she was too sick with morning sickness. "You will be fine, I promise. This is only natural."

"Allison! Do you want me to ring school and tell them that you have a stomach bug or something?" Melissa's voice rung out as she stepped into the room to see the loved up couple looking into each other's eyes, talking, almost arguing.

"Yes, please." She sighed heavily, sitting down closing her eyes. "Oh no... Not again." She stood up and rushed out of the bedroom to the bathroom and sat down, throwing up into the toilet.

"Mum, can you make sure Allison is okay, while I am at School?" Scott sighed, watching his mum as she dialled the school's number.

"I can't sweetie I have to work." As she walked away before he could say anything else, he heard Derek outside the house. His werewolf hearing working, without even realising that he was listening to everything around the outside of the house.

"It's fine Scott. I will look after her. I won't let anyone close to her unless it's you, your mum, the pack, Stiles and Lydia. Is that okay with you?"

Scott smiled whispering, "Thanks Derek. And that's way fine by me."

-#-

"Okay babe. Are you sure you are going to be okay? I am going to school now." Scott was so worried that he hadn't realised that he had asked the question three times in the space of an hour. Allison knew that he was worried and wanted to make sure that he calmed down.

"I'm going to be fine. Derek's here remember!." Allison nodded to Derek who was sat on the sofa in Scott's bedroom.

"Of Course I remember. But I will miss you and worry about you all day." Scott added with a smile.

"I know babe. I will miss you too. I love you." She looked at him and smiled, before kissing his cheek and prodding his chest to make him leave.

"I love you too." He smiled, kissing her forehead as he rushed out the door on his way to school. Stiles was waiting outside the house in his jeep as Scott jumped out of the front door and ran to his friend.

"How's Allison?"

"She's fine. Not coming into School today, morning sickness." He smiled, putting his seat belt on, looking at his best friend.

"It's getting worse?" Stiles was confused.

"Yeah." Nodding in agreement. "Defiantly worse. She can't even sit still for 5 minutes without throwing up."

"Whoa man, I am feel so sorry for you."

"It's fine dude. It's part of the pregnancy. Derek's looking after her while I am at school."

As they pulled up at School and got out they saw Lydia waiting by the school gates, waiting for them. She walked up to them and smiled, "Hey, How's Ally?"

Scott smiled, "She's fine, just got really bad morning sickness."

"Oh, well." Lydia spoke with a sigh. "I think that we should help cheer her up then. What do you think?"

"How are we going to do that?" Scott smiled, getting excited, "She really needs something to cheer up with everything that is going on."

"With a movie."

"A movie?" Scott was confused, how could a movie cheer up a sick person?

"Depends which one, I don't want to watch a soppy romance." Stiles was always the one to speak up his thoughts, no matter how ridiculous they sounded.

"Stiles! We don't have to watch a romance. We can watch anything Allison wants."

"I like that idea, straight after school then?"

"Allison better not choose a rubbish movie."

~#~

Allison was bent over the toilet, throwing up, while Derek was rubbing her back. "Derek… Why are you helping me?"

"Because you are my friend and your carrying my werewolf brothers baby."

"But my family tried to kill your kind. My auntie killed your family. What makes me any different?" Allison's eyes filled with tears at the memory of her aunties death and what her auntie forced her to see.

Derek smiled, "Because you are not like your family, you only tried to kill me once and that was because of your auntie. You didn't know about the fire years ago and you have done a lot since them. Allison, you're my friend, now stop thinking that you will change my mind and make me think that you're a bad person, because that will never happen."

"Thanks." Allison sniffled with a little laugh. "It's just my emotions are all over the place."

"I know Allison." He rubbed her back and helped her stand up, flushing the toilet behind her and wiping her lips with a tissue. "Let's get you cleaned up. In a day or two your sickness should have stopped and you will be able to keep your food down, but you still need to eat now. For the baby's sake too."

Allison nodded, "Okay Derek. I can't believe you are helping me still. How do you know about all the baby stuff?"

Derek bit his lip, trying to keep his tears back, "I helped my mum with my sister's pregnancy."

Allison nodded and looked at him, "I'm sorry I should I have known."

Derek chuckled and shook his head, "It's fine."

"No, Derek. I am so sorry. I don't know what's gotten into me. Even pregnant I should have known better not to have asked that question."

"Allison, it's fine." He held her hands and looked at her. "Don't worry honestly, I am fine." He chuckled.

~#~

At School he could tell that Isaac, Boyd and Erica were watching him, without even having to turn around and look. He could feel their gaze on every move he took and listening to every word he said.

Isaac walked past him on his way to his locker, when Scott grabbed his arm. "What are you trying to do Isaac? Why are you and everyone watching me?"

"We are just making sure you and everyone is okay. The Alphas are about you know."

"Isaac, just, Just, LEAVE ME ALONE. I'm sick of you staring at me, listening to every word that I say. You are always around, making me feel like I'm in prison. STOP IT! I CAN'T TAKE IT." Scott ran outside of school, running towards his car, before driving home just slightly speeding. He looked around and checked that no cops were around and pulled up at home, running through the front door and seeing Allison hugging Derek. He stepped back and sighed relief. "I'm sorry baby. I really couldn't stay away."

Allison giggled and pulled away from Derek and ran up to him, hugging him. "It's fine baby. I am fine."

Derek spoke up, "It's your parental instincts, you feel attached to the baby and you want to protect her. You feel that you aren't protecting her when your apart from her."

Scott smiled, looking at Allison, "Wow. That's exactly how I feel."

Allison smiled and kissed his forehead, "I love you babe."

"I love you too. And the gang are coming around to watch a movie, try and cheer you up. Stiles doesn't want to watch a soppy romance though." Scott chuckled, which made Allison and Derek laugh.

"Aww, thanks. You are amazing."

"Your appointment is in a couple of hours and the house needs tidying you a little bit. Why don't you two sit down and talk, while I get the house tidy."

"Wow, Derek cheers man."

"Your welcome. You need to talk anyway. What movie do you want to watch? I will go and get you it from the stores."

"Hmm.. The notebook."

Scott chuckled, remembering what Stiles said earlier, "wow, I think Stiles going to have fun."

~#~

Derek went around cleaning the room, making sure the cushions were neat and the room vacuumed. He cleaned the dishes and put them away, he even cleaned the bathroom. The house was all tidy, his fatherly instincts for Scott kicking in, making sure everything was perfect. He ran to the stores and bought the notebook before heading back to Scott's. He could smell hunger off of Allison and started to cook dinner for everyone, lamb with roasted potatoes, cauliflower cheese and sweet corn, his best meal.

He stood over the pan, stirring the food, when Scott and Allison walked in. "What are you doing?"

"I could smell the hunger off of Allison and decided to make her some food. She hasn't really eaten today at all."

Scott looked at Allison, shocked and worried, "Allison you should have told me, I would have made some food. Why haven't you been eating."

Allison was nervous, she was biting her finger nails when she finally spoke up minutes later, Scott was a mess, his face was extremely worried. "I couldn't keep any food down and I didn't want to throw up anymore. I'm sorry Scott."

"It's fine. You should have told me, I could have helped you."

"I know, I didn't want to worry you like you are now. I am sorry."

"It's okay." He hugged her and kissed her cheek. "Derek's made you something now, you should eat it before we go to the check up."

~#~

"Allison, will you lay down on the bed please?" Allison nodded at Dr Deaton and laid down, holding Scott's hand, smiling. "Thank you." He walked up to her with the equipment; sonogram, gel, blood pressure monitor etc. He smiled, pulling her top up, looking into her eyes for a second. "This might be a little cold." He squeezed the gel onto her stomach and put the sonogram monitor on her stomach, rubbing it around, looking on the screen, before spotting the baby and smiling. "There it is. Your baby."

"Can you tell the sex yet?"

"No it will be a couple more weeks before you can tell."

"Wait a second…" Deaton moved the monitor around a little more and found something unexpected.

Scott and Allison grew a little anxious, "What, What is it?" Allison's heart started to race, looking between Scott, Deaton and her stomach, Scott could hear her heart race and holded her hand, rubbing her arm softly.