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As far as supernatural qualities are in this chapter things are amazingly AU. I made the baby human as I don't feel I know enough about Malia's supernatural abilities to be able to write them probably and I am only guessing at what Parrish is so remember this is AU...
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Chapter 2-Spencer Tate
A Phoenix and a Werecoyote realise that they are expecting-What will Daddy Hale do?
Ok so maybe it wasn't the best idea in the world to go out with a girl who was nearly five years younger than him and only just out of high school but Jordan Parrish had never really been one to convert to the best idea of society.
Malia Tate (who now went by Malia Hale) was probably one of the worst (and best) decisions Jordan had ever made in his life. She was brave, beautiful, and-though Jordan was loathe to admit it, brilliant in bed. It was inevitable therefore that he knew that something was going to go wrong.
It was bad enough Peter Hale had caught them in the middle of a rather spectacular blow-job, but he and Derek had now taken to calling at his work at strange times of the day just to sit and smile rather unnervingly at him.
Christ. It was like being in another warzone.
He told Malia that much one on of the nights that she was over at his apartment, sweaty and naked and their lower halves covered by one of the blankets that he kept over his couch. They had tried, God knows that they tried to make it to the bed, but they had ended up on the floor, the carpet rubbing into them, the outside world forgotten nothing but drunk off each other.
He had, had nights over with Malia before but nothing like that. Nothing were he could see remember the feel of her hair on his chest and the graze of her fingers on his hip making him shiver at random times during the day.
The next week they had had diner at the pack house. It was named by Lydia as "Blake's Homecoming" but was secretly called "Blake's Homecoming/Welcome to the Pack and Scott and Isaac getting together and that's one less amount of sexual tension we have to deal with" party. However they had only just started with pizza when Malia had choked over a bite of her meat feast.
She had stood there with the pizza hanging half way out her mouth when she dropped it suddenly on Stiles lap and ran out to the bathroom. She crashed into it and the whole pack winced as she they could all hear her being visibly and loudly sick.
Jordan moved to get up leaving Derek looking positively gleeful at the turn of events that were leading him to wipe pizza toppings from between Stiles legs, but it was Kira who stood up detaching herself from Sean's lap, "Let me go Jordan" she said smiling softly "Sometimes it's easier if it's a girl"
When Kira pushed open the door she was rewarded with the sight of Malia hunched over the toilet seat her whole little petite body trembling with repressed sobs. Gently Kira sat down wrapping her hands around Malia's body and forcing her to her feat. Gently she wrapped the smaller girl in a towel before flushing the toilet and popping the seat lid closed.
She deposited Malia onto it before pouring a small glass of water for her getting the Werecoyote to drink it soothingly her teeth clanking against the glass. Gently Kira fumbled for the bobble that was on her wrist. She gently pulled Malia's hair back and began braiding it, grateful that none of the sick had clumped in the loose strands.
"What's going on Mal?" she asked tying the braid finally and letting it rest, she turned to face her friend sitting in front of her lacing her hands together in her lap. Malia sniffed taking another sip "I'm pregnant" she said finally her wide eyes meeting Kira's. Kira's eyebrows shot to the top of her wide forehead in shock "Jesus Christ" she muttered and Malia let out a shaky little laugh. "I know" she said "I haven't told Jordan yet"
Kira nodded to herself her mind racing "But I'm sure, I'm at least a good six weeks late and I'm throwing up and I ache and I'm so, so scared Kira" she said breaking of into sobs. Kira gently leaned forwards her hands finding her friends and squeezing her tight. "I think you should tell him" she said finally "You love him right?" at Malia's frantic nod she continued "Then you need to tell him Mal" she said "He needs to know that you're pregnant"
At Malia's nod Kira pressed a kiss into her friend's hair and stood up ready to get Jordan. But when she opened the door she came face to face with the Deputy Parrish whose skin had gone considerably whiter. Malia gulped audibly "Ok" Kira said "I'll go tell the pack instead" Malia watched as her boyfriend, her man, her mate, her phoenix sat down next to her his skin the colour of milk.
"I'm sorry" she whimpered and that was when Jordan's head snapped up "Sorry" he whispered "What the hell have you got to be sorry for Lia? I'm the one that ruined your life. I was the one that got you knocked up, I'm so sorry it didn't even occur to me to have this conversation with you or even really use anything…I…"
Malia shook her head frantically "No it's not that, Jordan really, I don't mind being pregnant. In fact apart from the sickness I actually quite like it. A little piece of me and you, you know".
And Jordan did know. God did he know, because that sounded perfect, a little piece of him and Malia.
"I just didn't know how you would take it. I didn't want you to be mad at me or our baby, because I know that we haven't been together long…" she was cut off as Jordan all but pulled her into his lap and pressed a kiss into her hair rubbing his hand across the flat planes of Malia's stomach "I love you" he whispered into her hair "And I love our baby. I promise you that I will make all of this ok" Malia grinned her face wide open with happiness. "Thank you" she said pressing a kiss into the top of his neck "I love you to"
And somehow Jordan knew everything was going to be alright.
Until it wasn't.
Malia was about five months along when the full parental force of Peter Hale crashed into the Hale house one day at around two A.M.
"Parrish!" he all but yelled. "I know that you're here, I know that you're hiding somewhere, get down here so I can castrate you like man" Jordan swore stumbling out of the bed nearly crashing into Brett and Liam staggering out of Brett's room (and wow when had that happened?) he saw Lydia flinch at the volume of Peter's voice and Jackson moved in front of her slightly a growl building in his throat.
"Jesus Uncle Peter" Derek snapped rubbing a hand across the stubble on his face. "Could you not have saved the ass-thrashing until the morning?" "Dad" Malia stated hurrying out of the room she shared with Kira (tomorrow she would move in with Jordan and Kira had been diplomatic enough to offer to share the night with Sean-and maybe a little excited to tell the truth-so that Jordan and Malia could spend the night together) "Why are you here?"
"Well" Peter said addressing the whole pack stood on the landing, his face only crumpling a little when he saw the nearly six month bump that was his grandchild "I just got back from a nice little vacation in the Hawaiian Islands to get my Mojo back, and then I bump into my dear friend Chris Argent in the store and he tells me I'm about to be a grandfather"
He paused and Malia caught Derek's eye, he rolled them irritably before pressing himself a little closer to a sleepy Stiles. "A Grandfather!" Peter spat the title out like it had personally offended him. "A Grandfather Malia! You can't make me a grandfather! I'm too young and awesome and pretty for that…" he trailed off and Derek swore knowing the signs of a long Peter Hale rant was in the works.
Needless to say that nobody in the pack got any sleep that night.
It was another two months later when Malia went into labour nearly a good three weeks later than what she intended to.
And she was at the spa on her last day before the leave that both Erica and Jordan had forced her onto. Malia hated that, doing nothing for three weeks. It didn't really help that she was unable to figure out what the hell was happening with her baby, the baby had blown the sonogram machine up when Melissa had tried connecting it to the swollen surface of Malia's stomach.
So when she bent over double her whole body trembling she knew that this was it.
It took one phone call to have Peter-the first of Erica's contacts to actually answer come sweeping in through the door, bundle Malia into his car and drive her to the hospital.
When she got there Melissa took one look at her and all but dragged her dad out the room muttering and conversing in strange whispers that did nothing to ease Malia's pain.
When Peter came back his face was strangely blank and he smoothed back her hair the way her mom used to do when she was six and sick. "Mal" he said his voice serious, his hand finding hers "Mal I want you to listen to me right now" at Malia's nod he continued "This baby is coming and it's coming fast, Melissa believes it will be out within an hour, however the baby's breach which means it's going to be quick and painful"
Malia sobbed again as another agonising contraction hit. "Where's Jordan?" she said her eyes wide, she looked down at her father's wrist (missing the look he threw Melissa) and saw his veins dark with her pain. It made her want to cry again.
"He's downstairs in surgery Mal" her dad said eventually "There's apparently been some situation downtown and half the department has been deployed and Jordan got shot in the arm" he shook his head his voice remaining calm through Malia's panic "Don't worry sweetheart, I promise you he's ok they just have to pull the bullet out and then wait for the drugs to wear off I promise you nothing is going to go wrong, but you need to calm your heartbeat down because right now this baby needs to be born" Malia nodded focusing on his words.
Melissa smiled gently at her rolling up her gloves "Ok Malia" she said "I can see the baby's bottom so I want you to push when I say ok?" Malia nodded gritting her teeth and her dad's hand "Don't leave" she whimpered and Peter smiled pressing a kiss to the back of her hand "I promise I won't leave you baby girl" he muttered "Just squeeze my hand and I promise you it will be all ok"
It was some time after the birth when Malia woke, her whole body was aching and it felt like she had been ripped apart.
The whole process had ended up with her blacking out before she had even gotten a chance to hold her baby. Her baby. Her and Jordan's baby. And with that thought she forced her eyes open. Jordan was sat there holding the baby with one hand the other wrapped in a sling whispering nothings to it.
"Hey" he said smiling when he caught her eyes. "Wanna hold our son?" Malia nodded eagerly her breath catching in her throat. The baby was small but his brown eyes were wide and the tuft of dirty blonde hair and cute nose apparent in his face. "He's perfect" she whispered watching as he shuffled a little in his sleep. "Yes he is" Jordan said beaming with pride.
"Are you Ok?" she asked her eyes on his sling "Oh trust me, nothing can feel better than this" he said smiling down at them both. "The pack and Peter are outside" he murmured. "He didn't leave your side" he said seeing Malia's look of surprise.
"He's human" he muttered and at Malia's shock he shrugged "Stiles thinks it's because were both two different supernatural species. The two cases must have cancelled each other out and made him human"
"Does he have a name?" she asked and Jordan blushed slightly "I was thinking Spencer" he admitted "It seems nice and ordinary, you know? Nothing flashy for the little guy" "Spencer Hale-Parrish?" Malia questioned finding a grin springing to her face "Tate" Jordan corrected "Spencer Tate Hale-Parrish"
"Yes" she breathed her eyes suddenly over-bright.
"Yes, I like that very much"
And for that moment-the first in her life Malia felt content
Lots of Daddy Hale there and I'm not a medical expert so I apologise if anything went wrong there
On the previous chapter I mentioned a little sideline romance with Melissa, if you have an opinion please vote on who you think she should be with-Peter Hale, Chris Argent or our good old Sherriff!
Next Chapter-the first (and the only) canon pairings (sort of!)-Ethan convinces Danny to consider adopting/having a baby with him.