Stiles woke up, and found himself on Scott's sofa he groaned and rubbed his eyes before sitting up looking around the comforting surroundings as he pulled the blanket off himself and swung his legs around rubbing his eyes "He you okay?" Came Scott's voice, Stiles looked up at him as he stood there with a cup of something hot in his hand
"Yeah because I love being told that the reason Peter raped me was to impregnate me." He said with a tried sigh "I feel like a cow." Scott walked over to him and sat next to him on the sofa and handed him the hot drink
"Here." He said, Stiles sighed and took the drink looking at the dark chocolaty liquid
"Hot chocolate." He smiled at him as he brought it up to his lips and took a sip, Scott ran his fingers though his hair
"Don't hate me?" Scott asked him, Stiles turned to look at him with a slight frown
"Wha…" Stiles looked up to see Derek walk into the living room "You are not going to be my baby's godfather." Stiles hissed to Scott.
Derek stood there looking at the horrified look on Stiles face once he see him, "You are not going to be my baby's godfather." He heard Stiles snarl at Scott and it always amazed how the teen could put the alpha in his place. The dark haired teen looked down at his feet mumbling
"I had to tell him." Scott said to him
"Did you?" Stiles cried out as he put his drink on the table
"Yes Stiles he did." Derek growled as he walked up to them sitting across from them, he could see the heavy bags under Sties eyes and it make him feel for the teen even more "Stiles I know why you don't want many people knowing what Peter did to you, but your carrying only my cousin but a werewolf." Stiles looked up at him his hand pressed to his stomach blinking away his tears as he warped his arms around himself.
He got up and walked over to him and knelt in front of Stiles and took his hands into his making the teen look up at him. Derek smiled softly at him as he rubbed his thumb over the back of Stiles' hands "He has no right to hurt you and if I ever see him again I will hurt him." Stiles smiled weakly at him
"You don't have to hurt him." Derek frowned "Kill him would be nice." The wold chuckled making Stiles' smiled bigger
"I will be here for you okay. Whatever you want or need me and the pack are never going to be leaving you to deal with this alone."
His dad wasn't too impressed when he learnt that Peter done Stiles has tried to stop his dad from wanting to go where Peter was being held to beat the living shit out of him. So John settled with warping his arms around Stiles and holding him close to his chest. Stiles sighed and rested his head on his dad's chest listening to his heart beat "I'm guessing you're going to keep it?" John asked, Stiles looked up at him and frowned
"Of course." Stiles said looking a little hurt at him "Just because of what Peter did doesn't mean I should punished it?" Stiles said, John put his hand up and then placed his hands on his son's upper arms and smile softly at him
"I was just making sure okay." He smiled softly at him as he wiped Stiles eyes as it seems the teen has been crying "Come on let's get you something to eat." Stiles smiled at him "How about takeaway?" Stiles chuckled and walk into the kitchen to get something for drink.
When Stiles finely got to go to bed he found Derek sat on his bed, he sighed and walk in closing the door just behind him before walking over to the wolf "Okay what's up?" Stiles asked as he looked at him, Derek closed his eyes sighing before he looked at him
"I want to be part of the pup's life." Derek said, Stiles just looked at him before laughing
"Well durrr you going to be his or hers big bad sour wolf cousin." Stiles said with a large smile that made Derek heart tighten, he stood up and paced the floor thinking what to say to next. Stiles pulled his legs up on to the bed and looked up at Derek as he paced "Derek I know you're not a wordy man but at least try to tell me what you are thinking." Stiles asked
"I want… I want to be there for you and the baby. I know it's not mine but..." He turned his head away slightly before and mumbled "…your mine." He whispered to him, Stiles tilted his head at him "Your mine you always been mine and then he…Peter he knew what he was doing Stiles he knew took you and now your carrying his pup." Derek told him his voice sounding raw and broken as she spoke.
Stiles stood up and walked to him and ducked his head to looked at Derek's face half hidden by the shadow of the bed room "What do you want Derek?" Stiles aske softly cupping the dark haired man's cheeks watching as his human features become wolf like
"I want… I want you and I want to be baby's father." He whispered as he nuzzled Stiles hand
"Don't worry sour wolf I can't think of any one better than you to be my baby's father." He smiled as he leaned in and kissed Derek on his lips feeling the slight sting of the fang touch his bottom lip making him smile "And as for me being yours, you should start explaining that part to me in great detail." He smirked as he warped his arms around him. Derek's chest rumbled as Stiles accepted him "But let's go slow…ish I still got a lot to take in."
"I can do that."