The Mark
By Notsalony
Chapter 12 - Human Physiology
-SQUEALS- THEY GAVE DANNY A LAST NAME! -SQUEALS- I'm loving season 2. -smiles- This is partly assuming that that the conversation about Scott's pay check has happened.
[Beacon Hills High School; Beacon Hills, California; October 15th, 2012;]
"Shouldn't I get like a sick day or something?" Scott frowned as they pulled up in Danny's car outside the school.
"No." Danny said calmly, resting a hand on Scott's jean clad thigh.
"How do you think I feel. It's my birthday and I'm pregnant." Alison sulked.
"You look lovely." Danny smiled at her as he parked. "You both do." He looked Scott in the eyes before his hormone charged boyfriend could break down again. Women were known to be moody and have wild mood swings from the hormone imbalance caused by pregnancy, but Alison wasn't all that moody. A little depressed but not all together moody. Scott on the other hand would burst into sobs at some of the tiniest things. He looked over as Stiles got out of the passenger side of Derek's camaro, the livid glare on his face as he slammed the door and stormed off very clear. 'Well at least Scott's not an angry pregnant man.' He thanked what ever God listened.
"Wonder what's got him set off today?" Alison frowned.
"Derek told him no more driving till the baby comes." Scott smiled.
"Oh gods, Stiles loves that jeep. I've only known him a YEAR and I know that." Alison gasped as she leaned forward.
"Maybe we can do something nice for him after we do something for your birthday after school." Scott leaned forward and kissed Alison. "Danny had a great idea and …" Scott smiled and leaned in and kissed Danny. "We're so going with his idea. Because I think it's perfect." He grinned.
"You're actually not going to tell me are you." Alison grinned, her mood brightening up.
"You'll find out after school." Danny squeezed her hand gently. "Let's go see if we can stop Stiles from committing an act of war against someone." They exited the car as Jackson pulled up and parked on the other side of them. He smiled brightly as he got out of the car.
"You're chipper today." Danny smiled, stopping to wait on him to ketch up, while putting an arm around Scott's waist.
"Less then a month till my birthday." Jackson smiled, the scent of the Sheriff all over him.
"Just don't bring that up in front of Stiles." Alison pointed.
"Cranky pants back on his tirade?" Jackson arched an eyebrow.
"He kicked the camaro." Scott said as he nuzzled first Alison's neck as he held her to his right side while holding Danny to his left, then nuzzling Danny's neck.
"Yeah, not talking about deflowering his dad then." Jackson nodded.
"And you say this while he's focused so he wont heart you with his wolf hearing." Lydia got out of Alek's silver Lexus LF-A parked on the other side of Jackson's Porsche.
"Well Hexen, vampire, werewolf, and a few other things…" Alek grinned over Jackson's Porsche. "But who's counting."
"Oh this is going to be lovely." Danny grinned.
"Shall we? I want to make sure my Hexen doesn't destroy the village idiots." Lydia strode off, Alek following in her wake.
"Dude you're so pussy whipped." Scott grinned.
"What's that make you to the two of them?" Alek raised his eyebrows, licked his upper lip and smirked before turning back around and following Lydia. Scott stood stock still and looked like he was about to break down again. Alison and Danny closed in and held him, the other students milling around tried hard to stare, but they were the first openly three way couple in the history of the school. They drew a little attention from their classmates.
"WHO DO I HAVE TO SET ON FIRE TO GET A DESENT BREAKFAST!" Stiles' scream roared from the open door to the cafeteria. Scott composed himself and squeezed the hands of his lovers before following, all of them moved out of the way when a boy they hardly knew took off out the door like a shot.
"Who was that?" Scott turned and looked at him.
"Isaac." Danny said and got a black face from Scott. "Isaac, Isaac Lahey…" Scott still looked blank. "Number 14."
"OH that's where I know him from. Why was he running?" Scott turned his head.
"I think he has problems handling… being yelled at." Jackson sighed.
"And you would know this how?" Alison raised an eyebrow.
"I lived across the street from him with the Whitmores." Jackson looked her in the eye. "His dad beats him. But he's got connections and can't really do any jail time for it." Jackson cast his eyes down.
"And a quick picture of the by standers who happen to be the mad man's best friends." Matt walked up and snapped a picture of all the wolves standing together. "Say cheese. Looking good Alison." He smirked as Scott tried hard not to growl at him.
"I hate him." Scott's arm instinctively tightened around both his lovers.
"I'm not leaving you for him. Your baby. My baby. Danny's baby." She put his hand on her belly and looked him in the eyes.
"our baby." Scott smiled softly and nuzzled her.
"McCall!" The couch stormed up. "Either get Stilinski calmed down or get him the hell out of here. Before I give you both detention."
"Both?" Danny raised an eyebrow.
"For being Stilinski's friend and not stopping him. And for making out with his …." He paused. "Do you call them your boyfriend and girlfriend or your lovers… or?" The coach stopped. "You know what I really don't know and don't care. Not my business." He backed away. "Just keep the making out to a minimum." He shook his head and walked out.
"God he's so worried you're going to sue him." Jackson grinned.
"Hey, openly gay kid in high school protected by that hate crime gay bashing law, I'd be afraid too." Danny grinned. "But I've found just looking at him confused like I'm offended or something just kind of unnerves him." Danny smirked as he kissed Scott.
"Their out of fruity pebbles." Stiles stocked up to them, carrying several items on his tray.
"Are you ready to calm down a little?" Scott asked quietly.
"Are you ready to go blow Danny?" Stiles made a face as he yelled at Scott.
"And just like that we've discovered Derek hates us all." Jackson rubbed his ears. "Werewolf hearing, and a loud angry Stiles with no volume control. Yeah, Derek hates us." He shook his head trying to get the ringing to stop. He blinked when a carton of milk hit him in the forehead.
"Angry loud no volume Stiles has ears, and hears things about you fucking his dad." Stiles narrowed his eyes, before turning and striding off, sitting down with Lydia and Alek and slowly eating a granola bar.
"At least you two are sane." Jackson shook his head and walked off towards the others.
"Sane? As if." Scott shook his head. "Alison's the normal one. I'm hyper sensitive." He sat down next to Stiles.
"At least your boyfriend lets you drive." Stiles fumed.
"I think he's just worried about the baby." Alek got a glare for his comment.
"Aw, honey, don't engage. It directs his wrath upon you. And you're too cute for anyone but me to beat your face in." Lydia smiled as she leaned her head on Alek's shoulder.
"So Alek, you joining us in a little nude male bonding after school?" Danny grinned as Alek tried to swallow his French toast sticks.
"Well…."
)0O0(
"Settle down please." Adrian R. Harris hated teaching. He had started out being a teacher because he had some lofty naive belief that he could impart knowledge and kids would thank him for the privilege. So many years into being the chemistry teacher in a second rate high school, in his opinion, had dulled it to where some days all he wanted to do was beat some of them till they couldn't breathe anymore and then roll around in their blood. He sighed as he heard the not so subtle whispers of the one reason he wished to harm children the most. "Mr. Stilinski, would you mind shutting up please." He said in a curt voice.
"sure." Stile's strain to not say more was almost palpable. The rage of his hormones was making every minor thing seem like a reason to tear into someone.
"Now, I know most of you in this room have had sex to some degree except Mr. Stilinski here." He walked past him, Danny snorted to this.
"Can I help you Mr. Mahealani?" He glared at him.
"No sir… it's just… why would you think Stiles is still a virgin?" Danny tilted his head.
"Maybe because no girl in this school will date him." Mr. Harris turned back to the front of the class. "Now, with the exception of Mr. Mahealani and Mr. Stilinski, the rest of you have either had to use protection or worried about a pregnancy test the next day. Do you know what causes a pregnancy test to work?"
"And just why wouldn't I need to worry about a pregnancy test?" Stiles glared up at Mr. Harris.
"Well it's not likely you'll be getting anyone pregnant in your life time and lucky for you men can't get pregnant." The teacher sneered.
"But guys can get pregnant." Scott frowned.
"No. Mr. McCall, they can not. A positive on a pregnancy test for a man indicates testicular cancer, not pregnancy." Mr. Harris turned back to the board. "Now as I was saying.."
"Ha, shows what he knows. Men can't get pregnant." Stiles laughed to himself.
"And what exactly is that supposed to mean?" Mr. Harris turned and glared at Stiles.
"It means if you'd get your abnormally thin head out of your ass and learn a few things you might have noticed that you have a pair of pregnant men in your class room you fucking pompous jack ass." Stiles glared right back.
"That's it get the fuck out of my class room." He pointed.
"Scott, call your mom. Tell her to bring that stuff I had her pack. Mr. Harris, be ready to come down to the office in a bit. I have something I think you'd better see." Stiles got up and left.
"The nerve of that…"
"But he is pregnant." Scott interjected.
"McCall if you don't…"
"He's been pregnant for like a month." Danny turned to Lydia. "Right?"
"Today is his fourth week." She looked at her date book.
"Are all of you on drugs, men can't get pregnant."
"Then I'm doing something horribly wrong because I'm pregnant too." Scott laughed.
"You don't understand. I mean, maybe, if homosexual sex did result in a male pregnancy, Mr. Mahealani would stand a chance at getting someone knocked up, but it doesn't. And your with Ms. Argent anyways."
"Actually I'm with Danny and Alison now. And Danny and I knocked up Alison and I." Scott enjoyed the look of utter shock on Mr. Harris' face. For a solid minute everyone thought that Mr. Harris was going to have a heart attack before his face turned red and he told the whole pack to go to the principal's office. Scott pulled out his cell phone and called his mom while they went, Mr. Harris had a sub come in and take his class while he walked Danny, Scott, Alison, Jackson, Lydia, and Alek to the office.
"Now just what is the reason you sent all these people into my office." Gerard Argent sat back looking hard from one to the other. He'd never been an easy man to get along with, but coming to town to avenge your own daughter's death by werewolves and finding your only grand daughter pregnant by two werewolves hadn't eased his mood. But some long late night talks and a few heavy worded conversations later he was on their side in this situation.
"He's a totalitarian facist who doesn't believe I'm pregnant." Stiles huffed as he crossed his arms.
"He's pregnant too?" He turned to Alison and her lovers.
"Yep."
"He's not dating one of you two is he?" He pointed to Danny and Scott. "Lord knows you two are fertile enough."
"NO SIR!" They both said at once.
"Yeah make a guy feel loved." Stiles grumbled.
"Sir, surely you don't…" Mr. Harris started.
"Harris, I saw the blood work and the ultrasounds myself. These two," He motioned to Alison and Scott. "Are very much pregnant. That one." He motioned to Stiles. "Who are you dating?"
"Derek Hale." Mr. Harris's face went into shock as that came out of Stiles' mouth.
"Fertile bastard I take it." Gerard shrugged. "Him I can't vouch for."
"We how ever can." Melissa came in pulling a portable ultrasound device with Derek helping her.
"Harris." Derek eyed him carefully.
"Mr. Hale." He swallowed hard.
"Now Stiles this is going to be just a little cold, but could you pull your shirt up for me while Derek plugs this in."
"Sure Mrs. McCall." He pulled his shirt up and off while she poured the gel onto his belly and spread it around.
"Okay… and here we go." She turned on the device and played with the paddle scanner till the picture zeroed in on Stiles' baby.
"That's my boy." Derek grinned. "Xavier William Hale." He grinned.
"You let him give the baby's last name?" Scott turned to Stiles.
"Well we're planning a marriage after schools out for the summer, since the baby's due in May. And I'll probably move in with him over the summer so that Dad and Jackson can have our house."
"Wait." Mr. Harris recovered. "Jackson's living with your father?"
"Yeah. We took him in."
"I though the lived with the Whitmores."
"They kicked me out. I haven't lived with them in months. Stiles and his dad were nice enough to take me in." Jackson fibbed over the fact that he was dating Mr. Stilinski.
"Ah." Mr. Harris looked like he was contemplating something but left it alone. Scott and Alison also had their ultrasounds right there in the principal's office. "Does anyone want to tell me how this happened, because as a chemistry teacher with a biology degree, I want to know." He looked between them.
"Rare genetic quirk?" Scott shrugged.
"In two males of unrelated families?" Mr. Harris gave him a withering look.
"Let's cut the crap Harris." Derek turned to him. "You know what I am. You know what my family was. And what my new family is." He gave a sweep of his eyes to the others.
"Can't come out and say it in front of the hunter can you werewolf?" Mr. Harris spit at Derek's feet.
"Wait he knew about Derek?" Scott frowned.
"Dude, he's the one who told Kate how to blow up Derek's family." Stiles looked at Scott like he was clueless.
"Yes. Yes he was. And Peter found out about that and killed Katie and then I caught up with him and with my pack we took him down." Derek's eyes went red as he looked at Harris. "Which is why I made peace with the hunters. We don't kill humans. We hunt the ones down who do. We help and save lives where we can." Derek put his hands on either side of Harris' head. "But you smell of fear. BIG fear. What are you so afraid of?" Derek's eyes staid solid red as he looked the teacher up and down.
"That's enough." Gerard stood up, his arms crossed. "Mr. Harris I assume you're satisfied that the boys are in deed pregnant. And when you go back and tell the class you were wrong you'll tell them that the doctor told you it was a viral mutation that allowed them to get pregnant." He narrowed his eyes.
"I suppose that's not entirely a lie." He looked at them, hatred in eyes.
"And you're going to lay off of them till they've given birth. Because something tells me you don't want the Sherriff's office, the local nurses, the local pack and the local hunters ALL angry at you at the same time." Gerard smiled warmly.
"I'll lay off of them." Harris said in a defeated tone, before leaving the room.
"What the hell were you thinking blurting that out at him?" Derek looked at Stiles.
"Hormones make me cranky?" Stiles offered.
"Well to back Stiles up on this, Mr. Harris was goading him into yelling at him." Alison said as she looked at adults. "He was telling Stiles how he'd never get anyone pregnant and never have sex… and… well you know how touchy he's been lately."
"We're probably lucky that he didn't kill Harris in the classroom." Derek sighed.
"Hey I fed this morning. I'm not THAT cranky." Stiles crossed his arms. "What?" Gerard was looking at him carefully.
"Why would you need to feed to clam you down?" The others realized instantly that Gerard didn't know what all Stiles was.
"I'm part vampire now. If I go a day with out eating some raw meat for the blood I tend to get a little more… DEATH TO THE TALKY PEOPLE… and Scott tends to talk a lot … and I like Scott so I don't want him dead. So I eat raw meat, drink the dripping warm blood if you warm it properly… and deal with this never quite full feeling as best I can."
"And the baby is..?"
"Just Hexen and lycan." Stiles shrugged. "Any babies after that… I don't know what they'll be. But so far our son is just Hexen and lycan."
"Dangerous mix." Gerard nodded. "But I think you two will make fine parents and be able to keep your kids inside the rules." He smiled. "Now get back to class."
)0O0(
"What are you doing in my class room?" Mr. Harris narrowed his eyes as Derek helped walk Stiles back in.
"You upset my boyfriend while he's pregnant." Derek glared at Harris. "I'm not loosing my son simply because you're a dick." He helped Stiles sit down, kissed him good bye and strode out of the very quiet class room.
"As I was saying. It appears that a viral mutation has allowed Mr. Stilinski and Mr. McCall to become pregnant. After seeing the live ultrasounds in the principal's office, I don't doubt their pregnant. So, we'll be doing a joint classroom study with the biology department to track their pregnancies and see how male pregnancy differs from female pregnancy. And as a test, we have Ms. Argent as our female pregnancy." Mr. Harris smiled as they watched the class look back and forth between the three of them.
"Now which of you would like to come up and talk about the conception." Harris smirked.
"I will." Stiles stood up and walked to the front of the class. "I got fucked by the big guy in the leather jacket that walked out of here. That hunk of man meat thrust his long hard swollen manhood into my lubricated virgin opening and bed me in the middle of the woods. Naked, screaming each other's names he came inside of me. Battering me with his needy prick and his molten hot cum. We made hot passionate love for hours." Stiles grinned as everyone's mouths dropped open. A hand went up in the back. "Yeah?"
"But… you did anal, how'd you get pregnant?" The boy frowned.
"I'm glad you asked that Boyd." He smiled. "The virus that we didn't realize that both Derek and Danny have had mutated to the point where it'd allow for male pregnancy. BUT, since Scott and I found out we were pregnant I've been looking into this." He walked back to his backpack and pulled out a flash drive. "May I?" He pointed to the laptop connected to the overhead projector.
"Let me call in the biology class first… this should be interesting." Harris looked genuinely curious. An announcement on the PA later, the entire school was gathered in the gym, a projector screen set up and Stiles loading the file to the laptop later, they were ready for Stiles to explain the inner most workings of male pregnancy. Derek, Danny, Scott, and Alison were sitting on folding chairs next to the podium that Stiles had his notes on so that he could let them talk from personal experience. They hadn't expected one of the kids to have a news anchor for a father, but as Stiles was setting up a news crew had asked if they could set up to show this as a full uncut live video feed on their network.
"Okay… everyone ready?" Stiles waited for the den of voices to drop to silence. "Right. My name is Stiles Stilinski and I'm pregnant." The crowd exploded into roars and he waited for them to quiet down. "This is the lovely, lovely young man who done did knock me up." He smirked at his southern drawl as Derek gave him a look. "But seriously. This young man, Derek Hale, is my fiancé." Stiles smiled. "We discovered much to our shock that I was pregnant after our first time." Stiles brought up a display. "Derek possesses a mutant virus in his system, or rather he did. There's no trace of the virus in his system now. How ever he'd donated blood to Danny before the virus had passed, that's how Danny ended up with the virus and got his boyfriend and girlfriend both pregnant." Stiles pointed to the display. "That's the basic structure of the virus. It passes out of the system in 97 hours unless you've had sex. It burns out of the host faster, but it causes biological alterations in the individuals."
A second display came up showing the inside of male physiology. "Now the anal lining reacts to the virus, soaking it up and through the prostate, gathering pre ejaculate enzymes to fuel the changes." He clicked a button and the display changed, showing a structure growing above the bladder. "With in hours a fully formed womb is built." The slide on the screen flickered and changed to a picture of a womb inside a male body. "Now at this point it requires a second… exposure to become pregnant, but the virus has already created biological changes to the male making it so that they will continue to be able to get pregnant from anal sex. How ever, the process is one way. Once ejaculate has been funneled into the womb and conception occurs, the baby will come to term and have to be removed by C section. The womb, for what ever reason, is designed to grow the baby but has no where to push the baby back out. So Scott and I'll have lovely little scars and always have the risk of getting pregnant form unprotected sex." He smiled. The screen flickered again and a image of a fully developed baby inside the male form appeared on the screen.
"Any questions?" Several people raised their hands. "Awesome!" Stiles grinned.
)0O0(
"And on what planet was that laying low?" Derek growled as they sat in the principal's office after school let out early for Stiles' little show and tell.
"You didn't even notice with your werewolf eyes did you?" Stiles grinned as he sketched out something on a piece of paper, then wrote something on another piece of paper. "Okay read this."
"Derek's cum tastes like peppermint patties… thanks Stiles." Scott made a face.
"Now look at this." He held up a drawing and then held up a blank sheet of paper. "Is this what I was holding before?"
"Yeah." Scott and the others looked confused but Alison who'd been standing behind him grinned.
"You created a memory charm."
"Yep. So long as I flash an image of the glyph at you, you forget that you know what I told you. You know it so it's no shock or big deal. But you forget you know so you don't even pay attention to the fact I gave you before." Stiles grinned again.
"So you're saying when the screen flickered…" Danny looked like he was puzzling it out.
"That everyone had a split second of seeing the glyph that made them forget they knew what we talked about. That's why I concluded with the glyph flashing on and thanking them for their time. They felt like they dozed off in the middle or that their minds were wondering and that they don't want to ask others because that'd show they weren't paying attention." Stiles grinned. "I knew one day I'd snap about this or have to explain where Derek and I's baby came from." Stiles shrugged. "This way everyone knows but they don't care. And they won't be hunting down Danny and Derek trying to make them breed a race of men who can give birth. But that one guy did ask an interesting question." The others looked at him.
"Well the virus changed Scott and I so we'd give birth. And we know that it's a genetic as well as a cellular change… so would our children, our male children, be born with the ability to carry children as well?" Stiles sat on Gerard's desk.
"I'd never thought about that." Danny sat back. "If that does become the case then they'll conceive easier then you or Scott ever did. But that also raises a question about our son growing in Alison's womb." They all looked at him. "Essentially the boys will be twins. But will the boy Alison bares be able to carry a child to term himself as well?"
"Probably." Gerard plugged his flash drive into his laptop and flipped through some pages. "You used seed from both you boys and my granddaughter?" The boys nodded. "It's a rare occurrence, but it's been known to happen. Yeah the boys will both be bore with the capacity to bare children."
"What's that your bestiary?" Stiles leaned over looking at it.
"Stiles, I don't think he'd be looking at animal porn at school." Scott scoffed.
"Yeah I'm pretty sure even if he was I wouldn't want to know my Grandpa was into that sort of thing." Alison made a face.
"That is bestiality. This is a bestiary, a collection of mythical or rare animals?" Stiles looked at them. "I really don't want to know where you two's minds are." He looked over at Danny. "You have your work cut out for you."
"But their my beauties." Danny grinned and kissed both of them on either side of their heads.
"Okay." Scott frowned but shook his head and looked at Gerard. "Do we get maternity leave?"
)0O0(
"Dr. Deaton?" Scott called as he walked around the clinic looking for his boss.
"Scott, early today are we?" Dr. Deaton smiled as he closed a drawer. "I wanted to talk to you." He smiled. "I understand you'll be needing some time off."
"I… how did you?" Scott blushed.
"Stiles is good. But I know a memory charm when I see one." He smiled and pointed to a medallion that hung over the office tv. "Mutes out all magic and lies. Makes watching the news more interesting if you ask me."
"So you know…"
"That you're with child. Of course. I hope you'll let me be there to help deliver your pups." He grinned.
"So you're okay with me taking time off after the baby's born?" Scott bit his lip.
"Of course you can have maternity leave." Dr. Deaton smiled and put a hand on Scott's shoulder. "Now there is something you should know about raising born wolves…"
"What?" Scott looked worried.
"They're a little more apt to use their wolf powers earlier." He smiled. "And so long as you like you or your children may always find work and a friend here." He hugged Scott. "You're a hard working young lad who has really turned his life in a better direction."
"One of these days you're going to have to tell me how you come by all your knowledge."
"Well…" He smiled.
)0O0(
His eye still dark and bruised, his lip burst with bloody seem as he worked the backhoe that his father was too drunk and well passed out at home to run. Isaac hated digging graves, it felt too morbid for words but at least doing it put some money in their pockets and food on their tables. But he couldn't help but feel he was meant for more. He saw movement out of the corner of his eyes.
"Hello?" He shut off the machine and stood up in the cab. No sound to come, but as he sat once more, the movement came again closer with a noise akin to a guttural growl. "Is someone there-" His voice cut short as something slammed into the backhoe and knocking him into the open grave. He lay there in the moist evening soil, fear rolling off of him in clammy chills as he looked above into the cab of the backhoe now on its side above him. Marveling at the spectacle of it, wondering who or what force could have cast it aside like a child's play thing above him. He heard and felt the roar of some beast beyond and cowered in the darken corner. This part he knew well to play. Then with a lurch he watched as the wreckage above him was moved out of the way.
"Do you need a hand?" A tall dark man with red eyes stood above him, and in that moment Isaac didn't feel fear. He felt as if his destiny had found him in a strange way, and in that single solitary moment he knew he wouldn't be alone.
tbc
