Stiles' sleeping body is pressed against Derek's in a spooning position. He shivers and instinctively Derek pulls him closer, making the younger man's body feel warm. The sound of the loft's alarm ruins the moment and both are on their feet ready for a fight. The door to the loft opens and they both sigh with relief. It's only Lydia and Allison.

Neither girls' presences gives Derek any sort of calming feeling, but Stiles' natural relaxation does. Stiles takes his hand, claws retracting, and gives it a small squeeze that says, It's alright. We can trust them.

Derek sighs and grabs his shirt from the floor and hands Stiles his. Thankfully Stiles had left some extra pajama bottoms at the loft, otherwise he'd be in his underwear right now.

"Uh, hey guys." Stiles says as he pulls his red t-shirt over his head. "What's going on?"

Derek kills the alarm and stares at both girls. Then he smells it. His eyes widen and he looks at Lydia and back to Stiles. This was not what he wanted. This could ruin everything.

"Stiles, Derek," Allison says looking to both of them. "Lydia needs to tell you both something. It's important that neither of you freak out."

Oh God! Derek's voice screams in his mind. No! I...Please don't let it be his.

Derek makes his way cautiously back to his boyfriend and hugs him from behind. Stiles can't help but think Derek's display of affection is weird, since their friends are around, but he decides to take it as progress. Then he feels Derek's heart start beating faster against his back, and he can smell the fear radiating off of his boyfriend. Stiles grabs one of Derek's hands and gives it a soft kiss. Derek sighs into Stiles' hair.

"What's going on?" Stiles asks

Lydia swallows hard. One hand squeezing Allison's, the other placed over her stomach. "I…I'm"—Derek looks away knowing the words she's about to say—"I'm pregnant."

Derek feels Stiles squeeze his hand so tight he thinks his bones might be breaking. He breathes through the pain, listening to the fear filled rhythm of his boyfriend's heart. "What?" It comes out a gasp and Derek catches Stiles when his knees give out.

"Is," Derek starts to speak, helping Stile stand back up, "Is it Stiles'?"

"And yours," Lydia says looking down at the dusty floor.

Derek's eyes widen.

"Deaton says it's not Lydia's because of how fast the baby's growing," Allison chimes in.

Stiles turns to her, "I'm so confused. How is it not her baby too?"

"Because we're soul mates and both male." Derek says breathless.

He'd barely thought two male werewolves being true soul mates could happen, but then again, Stiles being a hybrid makes things different. This baby means so many things for him. Stiles and he will be together, at least in some way, forever. Someone will carry on the Hale family name. But most importantly, his family, however damaged and small it might be right now, is growing.

Lydia tells them how far along she is, and how far along the baby is in terms of normal growth. It won't be long before it's born. Tears fight to break the dam built behind her eyes, but none fall. She smiles and says that she'll have it for them.

Stiles stands there, looking like he's ready to vomit, or pass out, or both, either way it's all a bit overwhelming for him. "How am I supposed to tell my dad about this? What's he going to think of me when he finds out what I am?"

Derek wraps his arms around Stiles from behind. He kisses the back of his boyfriend's neck. Whispering he says, "He'll be fine. We'll be fine."

Stiles turns around. Eyes wide he looks at Derek in disbelief. "My dad…knowing all of this…this supernatural stuff… Derek, it could get him hurt. What if it gets him killed?"

Derek pulls him in and crashes his mouth into Stiles. Stiles wants to fight the kiss, but he can't. Derek's scent fills him. The taste of his lips drawing him further in as he relaxes in his boyfriend's strong arms. "Derek," He murmurs.

Derek pulls back for just a moment, "I promise. We can do this, Stiles. And your dad will be fine. He's already okay with us dating."

Stiles lays his head on Derek's shoulder, "I'm sorry, Derek."

Allison and Lydia feeling incredibly awkward start stepping back towards the door. "We're gonna go. Let you two process this. If you have questions call Deaton. And when you've calmed down and got it together, talk to Lydia about your plans." Allison says as she leads her best friend out.

Derek catches what the hunter says, but keeps his focus on Stiles. The last thing he wants ruining this happy moment is for Stiles to have a panic attack.

He kisses the top of Stiles' head. "Why are you sorry?"

Stiles sighs against Derek's chest, "For not being stronger. For sleeping with Lydia. For making a baby when we haven't even been together six months."

He looks up and Derek just stares at him smiling.

"What's that look for?" Stiles asks perplexed.

"I love you. I love that you worry about my feelings. I love that you love me. You put me ahead of yourself almost all of the time, and the rest is your dad or your friends. You're selfless, Stiles. All you want in return is…" Stiles kisses him before he can finish his sentence.

Stiles breaks the kiss, "I know we have a lot to deal with, the alpha pack, the person committing ritual sacrifices all over town, finding something else to bite me or turn me, and now the baby which will be here soon, but…thank you for that."

Derek gives him a quick kiss, "You're welcome."

"Oh God, you two are so gross." They both turn to see Cora standing in the doorway.

Deaton's last appointment calls and cancels so he lets Scott go home early. They climb onto Scott's bike and they're off for a quick dinner in the park. Grabbing a couple of burgers that Isaac has to hang on to. Fortunately he doesn't drop them. They find a parking spot. Isaac removes his helmet and smirks at Scott, setting the food bag on the seat.

"What?" Scott asks curiously. The look in his boyfriend's eyes tells him he's up to something.

When Scott turns to grab the food he jumps when Isaac grabs his butt. He turns and Isaac's hands are raised, acting playfully as if he did nothing. The grin on his face says otherwise.

Scott smirks, "You're gonna get it."

Isaac runs, but Scott isn't far behind. When he catches up to his blonde boyfriend something's off. Then he smells it. Two of them, not far from where they stand. Scott can see Isaac's got his claws out.

Isaac is seething, "It's them."

Scott knows it's the twins that attacked his boyfriend. As much as he wants to hurt them, he knows two betas against two alphas is a bad idea. "Isaac, don't." Scott begs.

It's too late.

Isaac is gone in a flash, charging after the twins. Revenge and the desire for their blood are the only things on his mind. When he finds them he lets out a roaring howl. The brothers howl back, and then Scott joins the fold.

Before a single punch can be thrown a girl's scream grabs their attention. All four wolves run in the direction of the scream. They stop just shy of the scene of the young man who'd left his dog at Deaton's. The girl screaming was trying to dial nine-one-one. Scott takes the phone out of her hands and gives her a calming look.

"Let me," He says quietly.

Scott calls the police and within minutes they're there. Stiles arrives at the same time, minus one alpha. For once Scott wishes Derek was there to be the alpha, but instead he's dealing with Cora.

"Okay, those two," Stiles says pointing his finger back and forth between the twins, "Look about as worried about this as we do."

"They did this. They tried to kill me. They killed Boyd. They killed the girl that saved me." Isaac stops talking when Scott grabs his hand.

Scott looks at his best friend. "Stiles, this looks bad. I mean Isaac has a point."

"Do you not see the lack of werewolfness in these murders? Why the hell would they strangle them? And if a werewolf slit all of those throats, there'd be more than one cut…Unless our killer has only one finger." Stiles finishes his rant with a hand toss and a rolling of the eyes.

Scott looks at his boyfriend, "He makes a good point too."

Stiles sighs, "Whoever's doing this is targeting virgins. First Heather, then the life guard, then Caitlin's girlfriend, now this guy."

"I don't think he was a virgin," Isaac says.

Stiles looks at him curiously. Scott gives him a concerned look. "What do you mean?" Stiles asks so Scott won't have to.

"See the sobbing blonde," He points to a girl talking to one of the deputies. Stiles and Scott both nod, "Well I caught her on her knees with him under the bleachers last year, so I doubt it didn't go further, because…" HE stops talking because Scott's looking at him like he can't decide if this is turning him on and he wants to take Isaac right then and there, or if Isaac's a dirty perv. Either way he trails off and stops talking.

"Go on," Stiles says forcefully. The alpha tone comes out without his even realizing it. Scott turns and looks at him wide eyed. "I'll explain later," He says to Scott, "Isaac finish the story."

Isaac sighs wishing he could keep his mouth shut, "I stuck around. They had sex. I went home and emptied a bottle of KY and used about a thousand tissues."

Scott's mouth is gaping as he stares at his blushing beau.

Cora's training hard, preparing for the next time she comes across an alpha that isn't a member of her pack.

"Don't overdo it, you're still recovering." Derek says with brotherly concern.

She drops down and starts doing pushups, "I can handle it. I'm fine. I just need to be ready."

Derek kicks her arm and she falls on her face. "No you're not. You need to take it easy. We'll get you ready after you've had time…"

Derek stops talking the second the alarm goes off. He can smell them before he can even think. The door swings open. A woman with tan skin and black hair walks in barefoot. Cora charges her, but the Titan of an alpha that had attacked Scott and Isaac at the hospital grabs her by the throat and pins her to a wooden beam. She struggles but can't break free.

Derek roars and charges the female. Her eyes glow red as she deflects his attack before hitting him hard in the chest. Derek lands hard on his back. The woman kicks him in the ribs, rolling him onto his stomach. Before he can get to his feet, she rips a long pipe from above and stabs it through Derek's back and out his chest. He roars with fury, ignoring the pain.

Then the room falls silent as a third alpha, the leader, enters the room. He's a blind man, tall, but not overly muscular like the alpha currently holding Cora. There is an air about him that cannot be explained by anything other than he exudes power and sophistication with a dash of ferocity. He walks over to Derek, squats down and runs his hands over the young alpha's face.

"You're right, Kali. He looks just like his mother," The leader says looking to the female.

The sheriff is annoyed to say the least that his son is at yet another crime scene. "Why are you always finding dead bodies?"

Stiles shrugs, "Just lucky I guess."

His father just shakes his head, "Take your friends and get out of here. Go back to class."

Stiles rolls his eyes at the same time letting out a roaring scoff. "So stupid. Why can't I help investigate. Me my friends found the stupid dead dude tied to a tree." He mutters as he sulks over to his friends.

Scott pats him on the shoulder and leads him back towards school with Isaac in tow.

They're almost out of the woods and onto school property when Stiles starts screaming. He's clutching his chest. Falling to his knees Scott begins to check him to see what's wrong. "Stiles…Stiles what's wrong? What's happening?"

Stiles' eyes flare bright green. He tries to scream again as tears fall down his pain stricken face. His hands hit the ground crunching leaves and grass beneath his hands as his claws come out. "Derek," he breaths before coughing up blood.

Scott looks at Isaac who is turning so pale, Scott's worried he might faint. He turns back to his best friend, "What's happening with Derek, Stiles?" Scott's voice is urgent.

"They're killing him." He looks up to Scott's face. He's trying to be strong but the pain is too much and he cries harder as he begins to see what's happening. A blind man touching his face while Cora is in a chokehold by a Titan of a man, and he can feel the pipe that's ripped through Derek's body. "I can … I can feel him, Scott." Stiles' words come out in a whimpering whisper.

"Where is he?" Isaac asks finally able to function. The fear of losing his alpha, of losing the man that helped him save himself from his father—could die.

"Loft," is all Stiles can muster.

Scott looks to Isaac. He knows his boyfriend wants to go help his alpha and friend, but he won't let him. "Isaac, I need you to stay with Stiles."

"No, I'm going to help Derek," Isaac says insistently.

Scott shakes his head, "I love you, but this is my job." He grabs Isaac and kisses him quickly, "Stay with Stiles."

He's gone before anyone can stop him.

Stiles turns to Isaac, "Help me up. We have to help them. I have alpha power. I can…"

"Yeah, I know…" Isaac growls lifting Stiles up quickly.

Allison and Lydia are walking through Macy's looking for anything baggy that might be able to cover up a quick pregnancy, while still keeping Lydia looking chic. They've just left the plus sizes and are looking for the maternity clothes when they hit the baby clothes. Lydia stops dead in her tracks. Allison takes her hand.

"You okay?" She asks feeling the slight shake in Lydia's grip.

Lydia as always puts on her best face and flashes Allison her someone could be falling in love with your smile, smile. "I'm fine. I'm having the baby of two male supernatural creatures, and I'm finding dead bodies, but I'm fine."

Allison shrugs knowing it's what Lydia would want her to do. "Okay. Should we get the baby an outfit or two?"

Lydia pretends to ponder this, "Oh we're definitely getting this baby clothing. If I have to carry it, I get to dress it. Stiles can barely dress his dorky self, and Derek's version of fashion is jeans, wife beaters , and leather jackets. I did buy him this really cute sweater with thumb holes. Because he seriously needs to update that wardrobe of his."

Allison laughs and says, "Come on, let's go pick out something gender neutral."

By the time Scott reaches Derek's loft he can smell that the alpha's have left. He's at a dead sprint when he gets off his bike. Inside he finds Derek supporting himself by leaning on the support beam. He sees the blood and now healed hole in his chest. Cora is sitting on Derek's bed, fuming.

Stiles and Isaac run in right behind Scott. He turns to see Isaac looking relieved and a blur of Stiles sprinting past him. Derek's wrapped in his boyfriend's arms.

"I'm alright," Derek murmurs, still trying to steady himself.

Stiles looks into Derek's eyes, "Derek, I felt it. I felt all of it. I saw them choking Cora and I could feel the pipe in your chest." He places his hand where Kali had impaled him. "We have to stop them."

Derek sees the fear Stiles has for him. It's something Kate never had for him. None of his past relationships, male or female, had cared about him that much. "We will," He breathes. "We will." Now if only he could tell him about what all the Alpha pack wants, and it's not just him. It's Stiles too.

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A/N:

Okay I am so sorry for this chapter being over three months late. I had it started and then I lost the file. I tried rewriting it, and it took forever to get it together. I'm not sure when I will start the next chapter, but it won't be long. I've been trying to write an actual book for a while now. I keep starting over and now I'm deep into that story and it's really getting good. I'm really proud of it and it and my job have pulled my focus, but I'm taking a break from it so I have time to focus on this one. I'm probably going to rewatch 3A at some point this month to refresh myself on the full story to blend in with this one. Please continue to review and let me know your thoughts. I promise you this, I may be slow on updating chapters from time to time, but I never abandon my fan fiction stories.