Disclaimer: Teen wolf does not belong to me – wow, im really super glad you have all enjoyed this thus far, it's been+ so fun to write haha x

Lydia gazed down at the pair currently looking at their baby in awe and love, their whole focus on how she fidgeted and squirmed in the blankets and she couldn't stop the proud smile that pulled at her lips.

They did it… they actually did it. Not that she didn't believe they would, they were her best friends, she knew them better than most and knew they would pull through all the stress and the ups and downs of the past seven months but just watching their expressions she knew it was all worth it.

She quietly took a step back away from the bed, letting them have this moment as happy tears blurred her eyes.

Her best friends were parents… it seemed so surreal but yet so right.

She was wanting to say congratulations, give Kayla a big hug and tease Stiles over not passing out, already thinking of all the ways she could spoil this baby rotten but she stayed quiet, not wanting to impose on the tranquillity of the moment. Seven months of knowing, of preparation, of worry, of dealing with people's comments about being 'teen parents' and how they 'wouldn't be able to handle it', that they were 'just kids themselves'; thirty hours of pain and exhaustion and helplessness, the two of them deserved some peaceful moments as a new family.

With a beaming smile on her face she slowly slipped out of the room, hovering over the threshold and glancing once more at her friends, watching as Kayla adjusted the weight of her daughter in her arms, hugging her close to her body for warmth and Stiles perching himself next to her, his arm draped over her shoulder to hold her into his side as he kissed the side of Kayla's head, his eyes bright but cheeks wet with tears of awe.

And Lydia didn't know how to describe it other than perfect. It was perfect. They were perfect. Everything was perfect.

She quietly closed the door behind her, strolled across the busy corridor and walked into the visitor's lounge that was crowded with their friends and family, all eagerly awaiting news. This baby was only a couple of minutes old and she already had the hearts of everyone in this room.

She was sure her face would stick like this if she didn't stop smiling but she couldn't help it, her happiness felt infinite and unstoppable, her veins burning bright with love. As soon as the door opened everyone snapped their heads up and stood up, eagerness and anticipation morphed on their expressions.

"She did it" Lydia opened with, still in shock over what she had witnessed but her smile didn't waver, if anything it got bigger, "They did it" her cloudy eyes found the Sheriff standing opposite her, his face slack with awe and wondering, "Congratulations Sheriff… you have a granddaughter" there really was no easy way to say that without shocking someone, "And she is so beautiful… the greenest eyes, just like Kayla, and Stiles' lips. Unfortunately, she seems to have inherited both her parent's inability to stay still" She joked, chuckling as she did so as she remembered the little girl twisting and squirming in the blankets and knew she would grow up exactly like Kayla and Stiles – fidgety and hard to tame, they would no doubt have their hands full come teenage years.

The sheriff was still staring at her in shock as all their friends burst into grins and laughs of delight, even Derek, the sourwolf, smiled so wide it looked like his face was split in two.

"A… A granddaughter?" The sheriff spluttered as Scott took a step forward and squeezed his shoulder in congrats, Melissa on the other side slipping a hand into his for support as she smiled, "I do?"

Lydia just nodded as Kira bounced her way over and gave her a tight hug and she could feel her friend's excitement ricocheting throughout the small room, "Yeah… Thirty hours and nine pounds eight ounces later"

"Nine pounds eight ounces?" Isaac piped up as he clapped Derek on the back, "No wonder she was screaming"

They all chuckled and for the first time in a long while everyone looked genuinely happy, like nothing could burst the bubble they were in.

"And she's healthy?" The sheriff asked, "The baby? Kayla too? Please tell me Stiles didn't pass out" And for a second it looked as though the Sheriff was ready to ground his son if he lost consciousness when he was supposed to be supporting his girlfriend through a thirty hour long gruelling labour.

"The baby is perfect, Kayla's a little worse for wear, I'm sure I heard the doctor say something about a hip injury but looking at her you wouldn't think anything was wrong-" Because she saw the look in her best friend's eyes, it was love… pure, unconditional, forever love, "-And believe it or not but Stiles didn't pass out, he was surprisingly fine, well-" She chuckled at some of his reactions and comments, "-fine is pushing it… better than expected let's say. He uh… he even, sort of…" She trailed off as everyone looked at her like a deer caught in headlights, all mentally facepalming at what an earth Stiles did now, "… he kind of proposed"

Yeah… it shocked her too. Not necessary that that he did, she knew it would happen sooner or later – they had made it through things other couples wouldn't have a chance in hell at overcoming – but more so at his impeccable timing. Like really Stiles? You couldn't wait until your girlfriend wasn't in the final stages of labour to drop that bombshell? But the more Lydia thought about it, the cuter it was, finally understanding what Kayla meant about Stiles being a 'sap'. And proposing there, spilling his heart out as he watched and helped bring his daughter into the world without even a ring or a pre-planned speech wasn't just cute or worthy, it was perfect. The time, the situation, everything was just perfect.

She seemed to be saying that a lot lately but it was – the pack had a new addition, her friends were parents, everyone was happy… nothing could ruin this day.

"He what?" Derek was the first one to come to his senses, his eyes going wide, "He asked my cousin to marry him?"

"Yeah" Lydia smiled, "And she said yes"

"Before or after?" Scott looked positively over the moon, his kind brown eyes shining with happiness as he asked the question on everyone's lips – when did Stiles get the guts to ask the question they all knew he had been wanting to ask for a long time.

"Uh… during actually" Lydia told the shocked room, "Literally, during" She emphasised, "Right on the final few pushes. So-" She smiled at the shocked sheriff, "-you've now got a granddaughter and a daughter in law… the Stilinski family is growing"

However, just as the sheriff looked about ready to drop to the floor with a heart attack or pass out from shock he broke out into the widest of grins, his pale eyes filling up with tears of happiness as he grabbed Derek and yanked him forward into a hug, squeezing him tightly.

And Derek did a very non-Derek thing and hugged him back.

Huh… would you look at that, Lydia thought to herself proudly, the Stilinski's and Hales – finally at peace. All it took was a couple of years, mini wars and a very traumatic labour.

However, Malia seemed to be the only one showing any and all signs of confusion.

"I don't get it" She stated, "Why is everyone happy over how she went through thirty hours of pain? Am I missing something?"

Everyone chuckled and Lydia smiled at her friend, "I would explain it to you but when you see that baby I won't have to"

Because, just like Kayla said, she really was worth it.

Kayla felt like she could just stare into the big green eyes forever. Everything just felt so right, so peaceful, like all of this was meant to happen. She had her doubts, her fears, of course she did, being teen parents was hard but now, cuddling her squirmy baby in her arms with Stiles by her side, she felt bad for every doubting this situation.

This baby… it was her daughter. Their daughter, hers and Stiles'… it was mindboggling beyond belief.

This little person, so innocent, so beautiful, they made. Together. She was too tired to try and comprehend that.

"… Stiles we… we have a baby. A real life baby…"

He chuckled from beside her, his voice soft and amused, "I think you're still a little high off the gas and air"

Her head did feel fuzzy and her body was exhausted and feeling battered and bruised but what she was thinking was still true, despite the muddled words that poured from her mouth. They both had a daughter… it was amazing.

"Stiles… you're a dad" She mumbled, peering up at him, "And I'm a mom. We're parents" She whispered, "We're grownups now"

"Yeah" He laughed, placing his chin on her shoulder to peer down at his baby in fascination, his molten gold orbs shining with love, "I can't believe it either"

He reached out slowly, gently pulling the blankets up around their daughter's chin and allowing the pad of his index finger to slowly caress her, now, rosy cheek lovingly, "Kaylz… she's so beautiful… I'm so proud of you"

"Me?" She asked tiredly, "But we made her together"

He chuckled lightly, glancing to the side so their faces were only centimetres apart, "I'm proud that you went through it all and handled everything so rationally… I mean, you went through thirty hours of labour Kaylz, thirty hours, when all I could do is hold your hand… she's here because of you and your very comfy womb"

"I'm pretty sure your fast swimming sperm had a part to play too"

He grinned widely at her bluntness, "Yeah but my part didn't last nine months"

"I'd say closer to ten counting ovulation and fertilisation, not to mention I was over a week overdue… huh" She murmured in realisation, "Your part seems much more fun"

"It does doesn't it?" He laughed a little as he dropped his gaze again to their daughter, his eyes brightening, "She looks so much like you Kaylz"

She managed a tired smile as she, too, glanced down, allowing her fingertips to brush through the mop of dark hair sticking up every which way… just like Stiles, "Really? I see you" She whispered as the baby squirmed again, nudging her head into Kayla's chest so she let her fingertips trail over the little button nose and angel shaped lips, "She has your lips"

"She has your eyes"

"She has your hair, look how untameable it is already"

Stiles chuckled at that, his eyes bright with love, "She fidgets a lot, that's you babe"

"And you" Kayla pointed out as she turned to him with a smile, "You flail a lot too Stiles"

He grinned at her shamelessly, "This kid doesn't stand a chance huh?" He joked, "The Hale and Stilinski genes in one body… oh boy" He whistled, "She's gonna be a handful huh?"

"Yeah" She agreed, because with both their personalities and genes this kid would turn out wild, unstoppable and stubborn, "But I wouldn't expect anything else"

Because, really, she was perfect exactly the way she was. Kayla wouldn't change a thing.

"Um Kaylz… about uh… about what I said earlier-"

"You mean when you asked me to marry you?" She chuckled, "When I was basking in the lovely feelings of intense pain ripping through my vagina?"

He laughed too at how ridiculous it sounded, "Yeah that. Maybe my timing was a bit off"

"It's fine" She chuckled, adjusting the baby in her arms, "And if you want to take it back that's chill, we were both a whirlwind of emotions and-"

"What, no" He quickly shook his head, "No way, I don't wanna take it back… I meant it" He stared at seriously, "One day I wanna marry you… unless you've changed your mind?"

"Not really… I mean I meant it, I so meant it, but we still have forever for all that, we don't have to rush"

"We're teen parents, I think we've already rushed things huh?" He laughed as she smiled, "But… it just feels right you know? Scary, but right"

She knew he was telling the truth but she also knew he was worried, wondering how they would cope being a new young family and she didn't want to pressurise him into doing things he didn't want to do – kids, marriage, it was stressful.

"Are you sure?" She asked slowly, "That this-" She bobbed their daughter in her arms, watching as Stiles' eyes brightened with hope and love at the sight of their baby's face screwing up as she squirmed, "-is how you want your life to go? Are you completely sure you're ready to be a dad?"

"I don't think I'd ever be ready but she's here" He answered softly, "We made her, I'm not just going to walk away"

To her that sounded like he had to be here, that he had no choice, and that made her falter. She didn't want to trap him; she would be a single mom if she had to.

"I know you wouldn't walk away, you would stay but what I meant was is being a dad, is staying with me what you feel is best for you?" He seemed even more confused, his brows furrowing, "I'll give you a free pass… one last chance to be honest with me" Kayla said softly "And then after that you're stuck with us both whether you want it or not"

He had that determined glint in his eye as he nodded, his lips quirking, "Yes" and his voice didn't even shake, he was one thousand percent certain, "I want you and I want our baby for the rest of my life… I told you, I'm in it for the long run" He reached out, clasping his fingers around hers that was supporting their baby's chubby little legs to her body, "I'm not saying I'm going to be perfect all the time, I'm going to screw up, there will be times I will want to run away, times where maybe I might wish things were different but that won't mean anything because looking at her… our baby-" He stopped as he got a little choked up, his eyes flooding with tears of love, "-I feel this… indescribable love you know? And I want her to grow up with us, together, knowing how much she is loved and wanted because she is… she's our daughter, I could never leave her… I would never want to. Till the end of the road, remember?"

He always did have a way with words when he wanted to.

"You're such a sap… but I guess you're our sap" She chuckled and he brightened up at that, his grin wide.

"So Miss Hale-" Stiles asked with a chuckle, "-do you still wanna marry me someday?"

Kids and marriage was so not her, it was way out of her comfort zone by about a billion light years – she was untameable, unsettled and the idea of having roots somewhere was terrifying but yet it all seemed to be happening and she found herself not shying away from it. She wasn't exactly 'mom' material but holding her fidgety baby she felt complete, normal even. She had never loved anything so much in her entire life and knew, she just knew, she would do whatever it took to keep her safe and happy. Same with marriage. That was an adult thing and was constantly drilled into her head from a young age that marriage was serious, it was a responsibility and, at times, a pressure, a nuisance, but somehow everything just seemed so damn easy with Stiles. The thought of being with him wasn't scary, it wasn't a responsibility, it wasn't forced, it was natural. They just fit, like pieces in a puzzle.

Her smile was bright and genuine as she stared at him beside her, "C'mon Stilinski… you know what my answer is" She teased gently as he smirked.

"Well maybe I just like to hear you say it, especially when you're not pushing a nine and a half pound baby through your vagina, that kinda ruins the romance of it all"

She laughed, tilting her head back down to look at her daughter, watching her chubby little arms break free from the wad of blankets keeping her warm – already so rebellious, the carbon copy of her parents.

"Okay then… yes" She said simply, peeking up at him as she held their baby close, "A thousand times yes… one of these days I want to marry the crap outta you Stilinski"

A loud laugh broke free from his lips, "Wow, so romantic Kaylz"

"I don't care what people say… I wanna spend my life with you, I want us to be a family… I want our daughter to grow up knowing her mom and dad wanted her and wasn't just some birth control mistake. She needs to know she's more than that… she needs to know that right from the start, right from that pregnancy test that we loved her…"

"And she will. Every day" Stiles vowed, "She's the best accident ever"

God she loved it when he got passionate like that – the fierceness and love in his voice was incredible, it would make even the most untrustworthy person believe him.

"Then uh…" She broke off as a wide smile pulled at her lips, "… maybe it's time you held your daughter"

His eyebrows shot up into his forehead, his eyes widening, "M-Me?"

"Yeah, I'm pretty sure you're the one that impregnated me" She laughed, gently lifting the bundle of white blankets towards him, "Try it, she might even stay still for you… when you talked to her while she was still in my womb she would always calm down. You have the fatherly touch already" She gently urged him, seeing him break out into a nervous sweat, "There's nothing to worry about"

"What if I drop her?" He asked slightly fearfully, "I'm very clumsy and she's really small"

"You won't" She said positively with a small smile, "Just support her head and she'll be fine"

He looked thoroughly freaked out but never the less with shaky arms reached out to take the bundle of blankets in his arms, securely holding their baby close to his chest and nuzzled well in the crook of his arms. Immediately their daughter's limbs flailed as she squirmed as much as her little body would allow her to, the mop of brown hair atop her head sticking up on end from all her moving.

"She doesn't like me" Stiles stated sadly, his voice coated in disappointment, "Kaylz maybe you should just take her-"

"She's just getting comfy… look" She reassured gently, propping her chin on his shoulder and staring down lovingly at their daughter, "she's settling"

And she was – it didn't take long for her to curl her limbs back up, laying contently in Stiles' strong arms as she twisted her head into his chest, nuzzling in for warmth and it was the most perfect thing she had ever seen.

"You're right, she doesn't like you" Kayla whispered, "She loves you"

Stiles managed to tear his eyes away from their baby to peer at her, their noses brushing against each-other's and she was sure his eyes were glassy with tears of happiness, "we made a baby" He stated simply, "We have a daughter"

"Yeah" she smiled, this infinite giddiness still seeping into her veins despite the pain and tiredness she felt, "pretty amazing huh?"

He broke out into a grin, cuddling their baby safely to his chest as he leaned down a little from where he was sat perched at her bedside to kiss her softly, their lips pressing together faintly before she raised a tired hand and cupped his cheek, deepening the kiss.

She felt tired, hungry, sore and pretty gross right now but it didn't matter, not one bit.

"I would keep it PG if I were you" An amused voice commented and they both broke apart to stare at the doorway into the room, "I think one baby is enough for now, don't you?" Scott chuckled, "Knock knock"

"Oh most definitely" She laughed brightly, "We were lucky it wasn't twins"

Scott's boyish grin literally lit up the room as he bounced in, everyone following in behind him – Kira, Lydia, Malia, Isaac, Liam, Derek, the Sheriff, Melissa, Cora and Erica, each with wide smiles plastered over their faces.

"Oh my god" Scott exclaimed with the happiest tone of voice she had ever heard him use, "Guys look, it's a mini them"

She watched as their friends and family all huddled together but didn't crowd them, all peering down at their baby with joy and love and Kayla just hoped that one day their daughter would realise how lucky she was to have a family like this – one that would love her unconditionally.

"She's beautiful" The sheriff mumbled, still in awe, "She is really beautiful" He added, staring down at the baby in Stiles' arms just as Lydia winked over at her, "Takes after her mother"

"I hope not" Kayla joked lightly as Isaac, a good few inches taller than the others, shot them both a proud smile.

"Well done guys, she is definitely something special"

"She's remarkable" Stiles whispered, more so to himself than anyone else but everyone heard it anyway and smiled as Stiles cradled their baby.

Derek was the first one to step forward and there was a genuine smile gracing his features as he peered down at her, looking proud, "Kay…" And for a second she was apprehensive about what he was going to say – would he lecture them again? Warn them? Or simply wish them luck? But she was slightly surprised as he strode around to the other side of the bed and gently took the sides of her head and placed a gentle but very fatherly kiss to her forehead before grinning down at her, "You were right all along" He whispered and the others at least tried to look like they weren't listening to every word they exchanged, "you both could do this, I should have never doubted you"

"It's okay" Because nothing could burst her bubble right now, "Uncle Derek" She teased with a grin.

"Technically it's cousin Derek" He smirked and Kayla just brought him down into a hug.

"No… you're my brother" She said with certainty, "You've always been my brother"

Because he was – as simple as that. Cousins by blood, siblings by heart.

Derek pulled back, emotion shining in his eyes, "Then uncle it is"

She didn't even register how disgustingly sappy and sentimental they were being, and honestly? She didn't really care all that much.

"Can I… Can I hold her?" The sheriff asked nervously, staring between her and Stiles shyly.

"Of course" Kayla immediately nodded, "She's your granddaughter"

The sheriff, it seemed, still wasn't used to that term and he looked at her wide-eyed as Stiles stood up, still protectively cuddling their daughter to his chest.

"Just uh… support the head" Stiles repeated to his dad the exact same thing she did to him five minutes earlier and she had to smile at that – his paternal instincts had already kicked in and it was absolutely, one hundred percent adorable.

The sheriff didn't even roll his eyes at Stiles, he had after all dealt with babies before, but just simply held out his arms, his tired worn face looking bright and eager as he allowed Stiles to gently transfer the baby to his waiting arms and immediately her daughter settled contently against the sheriff.

"She's surprisingly heavy" The sheriff laughed delightfully, "Strong baby"

"Little chunker" Lydia grinned, "She's adorable"

"Look at the hair" Kira exclaimed in amazement, "It's everywhere"

Kayla smirked, "Wonder where she gets that from" She teased sarcastically, lifting a tired hand and running it through Stiles gelled hair that, after the labour, as now sticking up every which way, the sweat not helping and making it even more wild.

Stiles just chuckled, kissing the side of her head as he watched his dad bob the baby up and down in his arms, a wide genuine smile pulling at the corners of his lips.

Malia took a small step forward and stood next to the sheriff, cautiously leaning down to sniff around the blankets, her face screwed up in confusion.

"You trying to make a snack out of your niece sis?" Kayla chuckled as everyone looked a little bamboozled by Malia's odd behaviour, "Because I don't think she's on the menu"

Malia pulled back a little but still had that thoughtful look on her face, "I'm trying to figure out why I feel so… so…" She trailed off, unable to find the right word, "what am I feeling?"

Kayla just smiled lightly at her sister, "Love" She said knowingly, "That's what you're feeling"

"You sure it's not hunger though right?" Stiles asked, "because, seriously, she's not on the menu"

Malia ignored him, still staring down at the baby in confusion, "Love? But it doesn't do anything" referring to the fact the baby was just that - a baby, requiring help and assistance for everything.

Kayla had to laugh at that – Malia tried, she really did, she was still in her adjustment period but just because she didn't understand quite why or what she was feeling, that didn't mean didn't – she could tell from a hundred miles away. Last year Malia had no family at all. Now she was bombarded with them.

"Malia…" Kayla said softly and she glanced up, their eyes clashing, "Auntie Malia, how does that sound?"

"Boring" She said bluntly, making Kayla smirk at her sister's abruptness, "but okay I guess"

"So… have you thought of a name yet?" Scott asked, "Or are we calling her baby Stilinski/Hale forever?"

Kayla paused, sharing a knowing look with Stiles.

"Actually… yeah"

Everyone immediately stilled, looking at them expectantly.

Stiles could tell exactly what she was thinking, knowing each other so well their thoughts were in sync and he allowed his brows to rise in surprise before the brightest most thankful smile appeared on his lips.

"Meet our daughter…" Kayla bit her lip to contain her smile as she watched her daughter stretch her chubby little arm from the blankets, her small fingers curling around the edge of the sheriff's buttoned shirt, "… Claudia"

Because of course it would be that. So fitting, so right.

She peeked up at the Sheriff's slack expression, her eyes bright, "Claudia Allison Hale-Stilinski… hyphenated of course, we couldn't decide on a last name seeming how we're not married. Yet" She added with a chuckle, "Don't forget the hyphen"

Everyone grinned but stayed quiet, giving the sheriff a second to adjust, "C-Claudia? You want to name your daughter after my wife?"

"Of course" Kayla said without hesitation, taking Stiles' hand and intertwining their fingers, "This way she is blessed with the names of two strong women to look after her for the rest of her life… Claudia and Allison, fighters till the end"

She wanted to honour her daughter's grandmother and her fallen friend, what better way?

The sheriff stared between them both tearfully, a watery smile pulling at his lips before he titled his head down to stare at the baby cuddled up safely in his arms, his pale eyes burning with unconditional love.

"Claudia…" He whispered delicately, "Claudia Allison… it's perfect"

Yes. It was.

She met Lydia's gaze, a knowing look being shared. Their best friend may be gone but she would never be forgotten. Not ever. Kayla would make sure her daughter grew up knowing the stories of Allison, the huntress. The girl that put her life on the line to save her friends. Kayla would make sure she would know that she had saved them all and made sure she wouldn't grow up fatherless. She deserved at least that.

"And, well… it's kinda obvious who the god parents are" Kayla chuckled as Stiles just shrugged and laughed, "If they want it that is"

Stiles grinned widely as he winked at their friends, "Scottie, Lydia... it's always been you two, right from the start"

Without a doubt.

Scott's jaw almost hit the floor as he looked at them like they were both crazy, his eyes widening and Stiles stood up to clap him on the back and snap him from his shocked trance whereas Lydia just stared at Kayla in shock, slowly shaking her head.

"Really?" She whispered, holding her hands to her chest, "You want me to be god mother?"

"More than anything" Kayla smiled, "You're my best friend Lyds, always and forever"

Lydia just grinned in delight and launched herself into her arms, squeezing her tightly as laughs and exclaims of congratulations rang around the small room, everyone crowding around to hug them and pass the baby around.

Half an hour old and already spoiled and pampered rotten.

After all… they weren't just a pack. They were a family. One big family.

a/n) haha sorry it took so long to rattle out, my head hasn't been working great recently when trying to write haha but hope you all liked, please let me know if you did and what you did and I might write one last chapter haha lol see ya later xxx