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"I really think you should be taking it easy"

"I am" Kayla insisted, "don't worry"

"You've cleaned the entire house, wrote both an English and history paper, done three loads of laundry and tended to Claudia before I could even register what the heck was going on – you're six months pregnant, slow down a bit" Stiles smiled, "everyone's coming over for dinner"

"Awesome, I should go grab the pizza-"

"No" Stiles laughed, taking a hold of her shoulders and gently guiding her towards the sofa, "sit down and relax, I'll do it" he insisted, staying patient as she slowly lowered herself down on the leather sofa and fidgeted to get comfortable, letting out a wince as she glared down at the bump like it had done something wrong, "Claudia's sleeping, dad's still on shift and I'll go get dinner – take a nap or something" he leaned down to press a fleeting kiss to her lips, "please?"

"Yeah yeah" she waved him away with a smile, "I'll try"

"Good" he sent her a flirty wink, twirling the jeep keys around his finger, "be back in half hour and I fully expect that cute ass of yours to still be seated"

But no sooner had he left than Claudia started crying over the baby monitor, near enough screaming mama and dada at the top of her lungs and she just let out an exhausted sigh, tiredly pulling herself to her feet after a few fruitless attempts and lugged herself up the stairs to find Claudia standing up in the crib, little hands wrapped around the wooden bars.

"Mama"

"Hey baby" she smiled, leaning down to lift her daughter under her arms and hold her to her side, "what's with all the screaming hm? Aren't you tired?"

Claudia just screwed her face up, quickly shaking her head so her loose golden brown curls stuck to her wet cheeks and Kayla chuckled, reaching over to the set of drawers and handed Claudia her pacifier which she eagerly popped in her mouth, sucking on it quietly and Kayla just smiled, letting her fingers drift through her tuggy hair.

"Mommy will keep you company then" she kissed the top of her head, holding her securely as she returned downstairs, gently bobbing Claudia to the beat of some random tunes on the radio until the loud jarring noise of laughter made her look up and smile as the whole pack walked in, Stiles by their side as he lugged in the pizza boxes towering in his arms.

"Hey guys" she smiled widely, "and oh my god please tell me you got triple pepperoni"

"Of course I got triple pepperoni" Stiles laughed, "do you not think I don't know about your cravings at this point? And what happened to staying seated?"

"Your daughter is what happened" she smirked, continuing to bob Claudia as she giggled at the sight of her dad, the pacifier dropping from her mouth, "a newly turned one year old sure does know how to scream the house down"

"Sorry babe, if I thought she was gonna wake I would've taken her with me" he murmured, stepping up next to her and swinging Claudia up into his arms, "take a seat, I'll bring the pizza over"

"I'm pregnant Stiles, I haven't got the flu, I can fend for myself" she reassured, "so don't go and give yourself a heart attack if I open a new bag of chips okay?"

"Ha-ha, funny" he smirked at her teasing, "real comedian we have here"

She winked, pulling a funny face at Claudia causing the little girl to giggle before walking over to Lydia and Kira and reached for the bowl of chips and eagerly started munching on them.

"Kay, you hate cheese and onion chips" Lydia observed, "you puked last time you ate them"

"These aren't cheese and onio-oh God" she smacked her hand against her mouth, "they're cheese and onion aren't they?"

Kira and Lydia just nodded in unison and she near enough ran from the kitchen, much to the others amusement.

"Let me guess" Stiles winced as they heard her puking, "she accidentally ate the cheese and onion chips again?"

"How did you know?" Lydia asked rhetorically, laughing to herself, sweeping her long hair behind her and stepping in front of Stiles who was holding Claudia to his chest and smiled, "it's okay, I got it, you start feeding the munchkin - and yes I'm talking about you" Lydia cooed to her god daughter who giggled uncontrollably and started clapping her chubby hands together, "be good for your daddy okay?" booping her on tip of her nose.

But Stiles still looked concerned, his brows furrowing and Lydia just touched his forearm, jolting him from his frenzied staring.

"Stiles, she's fine, stop worrying" she reassured, "you know she still has morning sickness from time to time, it's nothing out of the ordinary"

"Yeah yeah I know, I know that I do" he said quietly, lowering his voice, "I just... I don't know. I'm just being stupid. I know she's perfectly capable but I... I..."

Lydia's small smile pulled into a wide grin and he frowned at her, "what?"

"You're a good dad Stiles - and a good boyfriend" she added, "fiancé rather" correcting herself, "and Kayla is the last person to admit she needs looking after so it's good you're there for her. For them both"

"She stresses" he admitted, slightly swaying Claudia in his arms, "she says she doesn't but she does, I see it, but she won't let me help. I think she feels bad, like doing too many night time checks or nappy changes is gonna effect my education or something"

"She'll come around" Lydia nodded, "especially when the other one arrives. She'll realise she can't do everything herself"

"Uh... This is the same Kayla we're talking about right?" He joked, smirking down at her.

"She's stubborn" Lydia agreed with a chuckle before they heard her puking again from down the hall and both winced, "don't worry, I'll make sure she's okay"

"Thanks Lydia" Stiles smiled before grinning down at his daughter, "you want some pizza Clauds?"

"Pizzzzzzzzzzza" the little girl screeched and Lydia smiled as she excused herself, making her way to the downstairs bathroom and giving a small knock before slipping in to see Kayla with her head on the toilet seat, groaning under her breath.

"You okay Kay?" expecting to hear a sarcastic slash borderline humourous answer, but all she got in return was a tearful look and Lydia immediately dropped to her knees, frowning at her best friend.

"Kay, what is it? What's the matter?"

"I'm... I'm scared Lydia"

"Scared? Scared why?" She asked in alarm, giving her a quick once over, "are you feeling okay? Are you bleeding? Has the baby been kicking-"

"No, no nothing like that" she sniffled, wiping her nose on her sleeve, "I'm scared that... That this perfect little family I have now... It won't last" she admitted, "Stiles deserves to go to a good college, to do what he wants in life and I'm going to be stuck at home with two kids. We've been through a lot but I don't know how we'll deal with this kind of stress, you know? What if... What if things go pear shaped? What if I lose Stiles? What if... What if I lose my kids?"

"Hey... None of that will happen" Lydia reassured, reaching out to cup her shoulder, "you both can still go to nice colleges, the same one even. Trust me Kay, there's nothing Stiles wants more than what you two already have" knowing it was the truth, "he's out there worrying because he loves you. He looks at that little girl like she's his world, and this next baby will be the same"

"Things change" Kayla whispered, "I don't know, lately I just feel so... So..." She glanced down at herself, frustration building in her gaze, "like I'm not good enough. And maybe that's the hormones talking-"

"It's definitely the hormones talking"

"-but I'm trying so damn hard to be a good mom but it's exhausting" she admitted, "Lydia... I'm tired" her eyes did look hollow and worn out, "I mean bone tired. And not just physically. And sometimes I can ignore it and other times I can't and I get grouchy and snappy and push away affection because I feel all frumpy and big and unloveable"

"You're gorgeous" Lydia reassured, cupping Kayla's wet cheeks, "you are, and you're definitely not frumpy. You're glowing" because she now understood what people meant when they said pregnant women glowed during their pregnancy, she saw it around Kayla every time she laid eyes on her, "and Stiles understands what you're going through. He knows you're not pushing him away"

"Is it... Is it bad that when I found about him-" she laid her hands over her bump, "-I was uh... I was scared and angry and was considering... You know... Not being pregnant?" She asked in dread, "God, I'm a terrible mom"

"No sweetie, those feelings are natural" Lydia hushed, wiping away her tears, "you're only a teenager"

"It's no excuse" she whispered, "and I just... I can't see myself coping with this" she admitted.

"How much sleep have you had in the last week?"

Kayla shrugged, "dunno. Ten hours maybe"

"Kayla"

"I know, but I'm busy Lydia, and sleep isn't my main priority"

"It should be. You're looking after someone else too, remember that" Lydia nodded, touching the growing bump, "I'm taking Claudia tonight - and no arguments" when she saw Kayla going to open her mouth, "it's my duty and pleasure as a god mother and a best friend. Get some sleep, you need it"

Kayla started getting teary again - damn hormones - and smiled at her friend, "T-Thank you"

And Stiles just listened to the whole exchange outside the door with tears in his eyes, his lips brushing over Claudia's forehead as she tugged and played with the collar of his shirt. Kayla had never told him this, any of this. She put on a brave face and burdened most of the responsibility because she didn't want to be an inconvenience. Honestly, when would that girl learn to not be so damn stubborn and finally see that he wanted to be by her side and help. Hales and their hardheadedness - it was borderline ridiculous. And he felt major guilt - he had been sleeping okay lately, maybe even getting too much, and there his pregnant girlfriend was surviving off ten hours of sleep in seven days as she tried to keep up with school work and raise a baby. That just wasn't right.

So when the pack left a few hours later and they had packed an overnight bag for Claudia and said their goodbyes, he rushed upstairs and ran a hot bath, making sure there was extra bubbles frothing around the edges and adding in a few rose petals, dimming the lights and called Kayla up.

"Yeah?"

"Take a bath, relax" he insisted with a smile as she hovered over the doorway, wincing a little at her sore back, "I insist"

"Uh..." She looked tempted but shook her head softly, "sorry, can't. I have a ton of washing to do and I don't want your dad coming back to a messy house. Plus I need to get started on the bio paper - you take it" she smiled gently, nodding her head to the bath, "you've had a busy day"

"Kayla..." Making her turn back around, "stop"

"Stop what?"

"Pushing yourself. I'm worried for you" he admitted, "in fact no, scrap that, I'm terrified" his voice shaking, "let me look after you for a change... Please?"

She furrowed her brows as he stared at her, "Stiles... I'm fine"

"No. No you're not. You're tired and tense and stressed. Take a bath and let me clean up. Please?"

She looked like she was about to argue her case but caught sight of his expression and just softly nodded, rubbing at her eyes in exhaustion, "okay... Okay sure" walking into the small bathroom and shrugging off her cardigan, "but just for ten minutes"

He would take what he could get, helping her get undressed and into the bath, gripping her hand as she sat down and the water sloshed about around the tub.

"Think the little rascal likes hot baths just like his mommy" Stiles observed with a beaming smile, reaching down to stroke the bump as a series of strong kicks hit his palm, "I wish I could feel it. What you're feeling I mean" he corrected, "when he kicks, I bet it feels amazing"

"Yeah" she shrugged a single shoulder, "and painful. Not to mention annoying when he plays keepy up with my bladder and I need to pee every ten minutes"

He smirked, leaning forward to kiss her forehead, "you're beautiful okay? Don't forget that"

She frowned in confusion at his sudden exclamation of affection but thought nothing more of it as he pushed himself up and made his way downstairs, doing a quick tidy up, putting on a load of washing and hoovered the entire ground floor and half hour later he wiped the sweat from his forehead, making his way upstairs to see if she needed help out the bath or to insist she get some sleep if she was doing her bio paper, but when he entered the bathroom she was sound asleep in the tub, head lolling on one of those stick on pillows on the curve of the tub and he smiled sadly, kneeling next to her and wiping some stray hair away from her face.

She was exhausted, he just wished she just let him help more. Hell, if he could actually be pregnant instead of her then he would be - 100%.

The water was beginning to get cold so he gently woke her up, helping her stand as she was still a little dazed and out of it, drying her off with a towel and pulling on one of his baggy tshirts that made her bump stick out like she was carrying triplets.

"Bed time Kaylz..."

"Can't" she slurred as he carefully guided her through to the bedroom, "stuff to do"

"No you don't. The only thing you need to do is sleep. Cmon" he urged quietly, pulling back the covers and lying her down but she clung to his shirt, still totally out of it.

"No, wait, Claudia needs a bed time story..."

"Babe... Lydia has Clauds tonight, remember?" He swiped some hair back from her forehead as realisation dawned in her eyes, nodding sleepily.

"Oh... Right yeah..."

"Sweet dreams Kaylz" he whispered, kissing her cheek as her eyelashes fluttered and he swore to himself he would do better from now on, no matter what.

"No"

"Yes"

"Hell no Stiles"

"You said I could pick the name"

"I said I would consider letting you pick the name" she corrected from across the lunch table at school as their friends laughed at them, "our baby is not being called after a Mets player"

"Wanna bet?"

She folded her arms stubbornly, her seven month bump resting uncomfortably against the edge of the table, "don't test me Stiles"

"Well if I can't name him after a Mets player, you can't name him after a Yankees player"

She gasped, "did you just..."

"I vetoed you"

"You only get to do that once"

"Then I used it wisely" he nodded his head determinedly, "oh god, we are really getting no where with this whole name thing are we?"

"You've got two months guys, chill" Isaac chuckled.

"And anyway, you can't really name a baby until you see it" Kira spoke up, "you could settle for a name like Jasper and it could look like a Bob"

"We are definitely not naming our son Bob"

"Agreed" Stiles nodded.

"That's about the only thing you two have agreed on" Scott chuckled, "you haven't even settled on where to put the new crib"

"Next to the window has plenty of advantages" Kayla insisted, "fresh air, sunlight-"

"-chest infection risk, getting blinded by the California sun, eaten by a rampaging crow, the list is endless"

She shot Stiles a disbelieving glance, "you're paranoid"

"I just don't want our son getting eaten by a rampaging crow which, by the way, is entirely possible"

"Crows don't eat babies"

"There's a first time for everything"

"Oh my god"

All their friends were laughing as Lydia shot them both a wide smile, "you're both utterly ridiculous. Plus you don't even know the sex of the baby yet. Knowing your luck, it'll come out a girl"

"No, it's definitely a boy" Kayla nodded. "I just know"

Stiles smiled at her, "our son who is totally gonna play for the Mets"

She sent him a displeased frown, "screw that. Our son has better taste than that, Yankees all the way man"

And so another argument arose, much to the amusement of the whole pack.

When she heard a knock at the door she just automatically answered it, suspecting it could be the mailman, a delivery guy, maybe even a babysitter than she was sure she cancelled, she couldn't even keep up with the busy life she lead, but when she pulled it back she saw Theo standing on the other side and her blood ran cold.

"Theo..."

"Kayla"

She gulped, glancing to the side to keep an eye on Claudia to make sure she was still playing with her toys, "what do you want?" Meeting his sly gaze again.

"A word with you"

"Not going to happen"

"Oh it will" Theo smirked, "or Tracy might accidentally drop little Claudia on her head" and she had just looked away for two seconds and when she whipped her head back she saw Tracy holding her daughter, her scaly hands clinging to her chubby little body and Claudia, bless her, didn't seem scared - just fascinated, her wide green eyes soaking up the strange image of the scaly woman cradling her, "and we wouldn't want that would we?"

Her eyes lit up with anger, all self preservation out the window, "put my daughter down - now"

"She's cute" Tracy grinned, "still hate kids though - they're messy and so demanding"

She snarled and went to move forward but Theo had slipped in and shut the door, grabbing her arm and jolting her into his side roughly, "chill Kayla, we won't harm her and you really should be taking it easy - what are you now, eight months?"

She glared with so much hatred but never answered him, jerking away from his grip and stepped away from him, "what do you want?"

"A lot of things" he answered, "a pack. A strong pack. The dark kitsune, the banshee, the coyote with anger issues, void Stiles, you... But you went and turned all maternal" he reached out to touch her bump but she stepped away, narrowing her eyes at him.

"Touch me and I'll snap your arm"

Theo just smiled, "your boyfriend pissed me off. Big time. So I want to scare him" he told her gleefully, "I want to make him terrified that he's going to lose everything he holds dear. Tracy, take the kid"

"What? No, no, stop, Claudia, Claudia-" she screeched, trying to race forward to protect her little girl but Theo was strong and pulled her back, holding her tightly as she cried and screamed for her daughter only for her to disappear from her sight and Kayla had never felt terror like this in her life.

"I said relax" Theo insisted, "you'll see your precious screaming rugrat soon. Im not looking after it, which means you're coming with me. Poor Stiles, losing his girlfriend and two kids in one day... Oh my, oh my... He's in for a hard time"

And hard time was a major understatement.

Stiles got back from lacrosse practice a little later than he would've liked, wanting to just chill for the remainder of the night with some junk food, Claudia sleeping on his chest and his free hand excitedly feeling his baby's strong kicks. He couldn't wait to teach them both lacrosse and they would probably surpass him. He wanted to read to them every night and make pancakes for their breakfast. He just couldn't wait to do all the dad things people had told him about. And wow, who knew Stiles Stilinski could be so paternal?

He jumped up the porch steps but a cold shiver went down his spine as he realised the front door was slightly ajar, his stomach sinking. Ever since the nogitsune and his damn riddles, any doors being open when they shouldn't be immediately gave Stiles the chills. Something wasn't right, he just knew.

"Kaylz? Kayla, you alright?" He pushed himself in, his wide eyes sweeping out over the empty house, "Kay, baby, you in?" No response, "Claudia? Kaylz?"

Still no answer and Stiles' dread increased ten fold at the sight of Claudia's toys sprawled out across the livingroom rug, a nearby table knocked over.

"Kayla? Claudia? Kay, please answer me" he begged, panic seizing a hold of his chest as he quickly looked around again and saw a note taped to the banister of the stairs and grabbed it, praying it would be Kayla's messy scrawl telling him they just went out for ice cream or to the movies but he didn't recognise this writing and that was when his hands started shaking.

You interfere with my pack, my family, and I mess with yours. You really shouldn't have pissed me off Stiles because now you've lost everything and it is All. Your. Fault. I hope you have a good memory, because you are never seeing your family ever again'

The note drifted to the floor slowly as Stiles' eyes went wide, his mouth going dry, a horrible queasiness settling in his stomach as worry and fear tore him apart from the inside out, shakily grabbing his phone as a panic attack began to seize his chest.

"S-Scott? I n-need your help" he was on the brink of tears, running a trembling hand down his pale and sweaty face, "they're gone. They're all gone"

A/n) I'm evil haha but there was some cute moments there and also stiles delivering the baby hell yeah that's gonna be awesome ha so sorry for abandoning this story but I'm back haha so please please review it would mean the world and I shall see you soon x

ALSO got a poll up about ashes to ashes dust to dust regarding Isaac and Kayla's friendship, if anyone who reads that sorry couod spare a few secs that would be brill, thank you ha x