G is for Grandmother

RING RING

Melissa groaned and turned towards the table beside the bed. She heard Chris waking up too. She picked up her phone and saw Scott's name flashing. She squinted her eyes and answered the call. Before she could get a hello in Scott cut across.

"Mum its happening!" Scott exclaimed.

Melissa sat right up in the bed and wide awake now, Chris sat up with her looking at her in alert.

"Where are you?" Melissa asked.

"We're on the way to the hospital now," Scott replied. Over the phone Melissa could Malia breathing deeply.

"Tell Malia it's going to be fine," Melissa assured Scott.

"Thanks but I could really need your help," Malia stressed out between short breaths.

"Ok, I'll be there," Melissa said as she got out of bed and stood up.

"Mum?" Scott said.

"Yes honey?"

"Am going to be dad!" Scott shouted, Melissa could hear the smile in his voice.

Chris looked at her, Melissa grinned. "It's happening."

A few minutes later

Melissa and Chris pushed open the hospital door to the maternity ward and was greeted by various people around the room.

"Really you're here before I am?" Melissa teased.

"Hey, it's my buddy of course I will be here first," Stiles pointed out.

Melissa shook her head at him and turned at the other people around the waiting room. She saw Liam, Mason and Corey talking at the corner. She was surprised to find Peter there too; lounging in a chair with fingers tapping in front of him. He looked at her.

"What? I can't be here for my first grandchild's birth?" he said.

Suddenly Melissa felt giddy, it truly was her first grandchild. She gripped Chris' hand, he squeezed her hands in returned. Melissa smiled at him. Scott walked down the hall in a pale yellow scrubs, fingers twisting and he was spotting the biggest smile Melissa had ever saw.

"Mom you're here," Scott said as he walked towards her.

Melissa grinned at him and pulled him into a hug. "I wouldn't missed it for the world," she whispered into Scott's ears. He tightened his arms around her.

Melissa released him and saw him whipping away a small tear.

"How is she?" Melissa asked.

"Anxious and pissed at the nurses," Scott replied. Melissa chuckled.

"She wants you to go in," Scott added.

Melissa nodded and followed him down the hall and into the room where Malia was in. She saw Malia on the bed with pillows supporting her back, her lower part of the body covered with a blue sheet, there are monitors near the bed for her and the baby.

"Ok Malia just a few minutes and you can push," the nurse sitting in front of her said.

Malia groaned and flopped her head back onto the pillows.

"You said that five minutes ago," Malia said.

Scott went and pushed the hair out of her eyes, Malia looked at him.

"I want to push," Malia grunted.

"Honey just a few more minutes," Melissa said as she took her hand on the other side of the bed.

Malia smiled grateful at her.

"Thank god you're here, maybe you can tell them am ready to push?" Malia winced as another contraction took over her body. Scott winced along with her, he was trying to ease the pain as best as he could.

Malia groaned as another contraction hit, the nurse in front of her tapped her foot. "You're almost there."

Malia grunted loudly and Melissa rub on her back.

Three hours later

Melissa held the small, warm body near her. She closed her eyes and sniffed the new baby smell.

"Ok mum don't be gross," Scott said.

Melissa opened her eyes and looked at him. After two hours of labor, Malia finally pushed and the room was filled with angry cries. She saw Scott kissed Malia all over her face, Melissa looked at the foot of the bed when the nurse held up her grandchild.

"It's a boy!" she announced. Melissa smiled so wide she could feel her face breaking. She heard Malia asking to hold her baby. Her baby was wrapped in a soft blanket and passed along to Scott. Scott was mesmerized by the small face, he held out his son towards his mother. Malia took him and smiled down at him.

"Hi baby," Malia whispered and kissed his forehead. Melissa cried a few tears of joy. Malia turned the baby towards Melissa.

"Meet your grandson," Malia said.

Melissa looked down at the baby and smiled at him.

"Oh, he's going to be a handsome boy," she proclaimed.

After cleaning up, they are now in a room with the pack. Everyone had the chance to hold the baby and Melissa was now holding onto him. She was sitting down and staring at him; he has his father's hair and long lashes like his mother but Melissa proclaimed that he has her eyes. Peter rolled his eyes at this saying Hale's baby with grow up with the family's eyes; Melissa ignored him.

Melissa smiled at the baby in her arms and looked at Malia on the bed with Scott standing beside her.

"Babies have amazing smells, get used to it while it last," Melissa said. She turned back to the baby in her arms, she can't believe this is her life now; a mother to an Alpha werewolf, nurse to several supernatural creatures and married to a former werewolf hunter and now a grandmother to this amazing baby boy. Who knows what he will turn out to be? But she will love him no matter what.

Bonus

Peter held the baby in in his arms, smiling as he made grunting noises.

"You're awfully quiet," Malia commented quietly from where she was sitting down.

It was two days after the hospital stay, Malia and the baby are back home and Peter decided to visit them.

Peter was silence as he stared at his grandson. He smiled as he closed his eyes slowly, he rocked him in his arms. He can't described the feelings he experience when Malia gave birth. He knew he wasn't the best person around here but when he'd got to held his grandson, he felt…happy. He looked at the baby and tried to imagined how his life could be if Malia had grew up with up with him. He properly couldn't turn out as bad as he did. No one would really know but he now has a chance to make it up to Malia.

"I am planning his 18th birthday, it will be a blast," Peter smirked.

"Ok give back my baby," Malia groaned as she held out her arms.

"Relax mummy wolf, am playing with you," Peter chuckled as he pulled the baby closer to him.

Malia rolled her eyes at Peter.

"But then it will be a much better birthday than the goody two shoes will have plan," Peter said smugly.

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