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This chapter flits between Emilee and Erica's Point of View as Emilee set's up the cannon for the next chapter-which needs to go into some detail. I didn't want to focus on Erica's birth or go into much detail of the situation as the focus for the next chapter will be Ross and I have written about Erica in labour twice before and I don't wish to repeat myself so... read on...

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Chapter 14-Samual Ethan

Erica's labour with her and Boyd's third (and last) child doesn't go to plan which is why she's now trapped in a basement with Emilee Stilinski-Hale, Chris Argent, Melissa McCall and some boy she hardly knows

Erica's third pregnancy (and what she says and means as her last) was not a dream-well correction it was a dream until she hit the seven month mark, it was then that it all began to fall apart.

The boys were now a hefty age of five and bundles of energy uncontrollable and free of any obligations, Erica remembered well when she was five she had had her first seizure and it had stripped away her childhood before she had even had it. At least her sons were able to enjoy their childhood.

But she had reached the seven month mark and naturally it had all fell to shit.

She began suffering cramps, strong ones that felt like her back was splitting in two. She had never but on much weight with the twins and even if she had running after two babies on a diet of coffee, Red Bull and the occasional round of toast she hadn't been particularly hungry.

It was the opposite she found with this pregnancy. She was constantly eating and judging from the way that this baby was kicking she reckoned that it would be a great kicker one day.

But still she was ok with this because she and Boyd had made the decision to have this baby themselves. They had wanted to create another child, another part of themselves. And typically when she was just eight months gone it had all fallen to shit.

Erica had been walking home from the spa with Emilee (who she was treating to a manicure) when it happened. One minute she was happily walking down the street a giggling fifteen year old next to her the next she felt something dig into her back, heard shouting and smelt wolfsbane and promptly lost all consciousness.

When Emilee awoke she realised that she was in someone's lap. Hands were softly running through her hair and she could feel something sticky at the top of her head. Fluttering her eyes open she realised much to her surprise that she was in Melissa McCall (known to everyone as Auntie Melissa) lap.

"What happened?" she asked groggily sitting up and Melissa offered her a small smile "I was in the car with Chris" and Emilee looked to see Chris Argent stood prodding against the back walls as If looking for an escape route. "He was going to see Allison and then drop me off at Scott's when we were grabbed"

Emilee looked up to see Erica sat against the wall her hands clutching her belly protectively and then far against the wall another tall dark haired man-perhaps one or two years older than her wearing ripped skinny jeans and a loose frayed worn out black jumper his eyes dark and heavily shadowed.

"Who the hell took us?" she asked and Chris sighed brushing his hands on his jeans and sitting down next to her. "I think it was the Sanfino Family" upon seeing the look of confusion he elaborated "There a group of hunters that specify in unknown supernatural creatures, and they approached me on information in the pack." He shrugged "Lydia, Malia, Jordan, Kira, Sean etc. I told them were to stick it, and it looks like they wanted revenge." He gave a long sigh before running his hands through his hair "I don't want to think about why you are here."

He paused and Erica shifted closer wincing slightly "What about you?" he asked turning to the sixteen year old in the corner who was watching them his eyes unreadable. He shrugged slightly wrapping his arms around his knees "Spoils of war" he muttered bitterly before dropping his chin onto his knees.

"What's your name?" Melissa asked gently and there was a small shrug again before the boy exhaled and uncurled himself "Ross" he said finally leaning back against the wall. Emilee wanted to ask where his family was and why he was all alone but the dried blood on the side of his face and the haunted look in his eyes bore testimony to what had really happened.

Damn.

There was a thud upstairs and looking through the thin shafts of light in the ceiling Emilee flinched slightly as thin particles of dust began to shake. Ross rolled his eyes and shifted forwards his brown eyes dark and unemotional. He looked at Erica "You ok?" he asked his voice rough and Emilee turned to look at her. Right underneath Erica's leggings there was a steadily growing wet patch. Suddenly Erica screamed and Emilee's already tired brain caught up with her. The blonde wolf was in labour.

The Hale house was a frenzy of activity. Most of the children were upstairs snuggled into bed the March air still cold and windy, wind whistling down the house. Boyd had taken to sitting still unable to move or speak, while Stiles was sat his head resting on Malia's shoulder and Derek was sweeping across the kitchen in long paces.

"Do we at least know who they are?" Jackson asked rocking a now year and a half Arthur to sleep. Allison who had been leaning on Aidan nodded her black coat contrasting sharply with her white skin and her dark snapping, furious eyes.

"I think so yes" she said biting her lip "Dad managed to text me some co-ordinates so I think that there at one of the abandoned buildings off the side of the school. "The basement?" Lydia asked her voice high and Jackson rubbed his shoulder against hers in comfort.

"Or somewhere near there" Aidan replied grimly.

"Good" Derek snapped "Let's go" and the wolves (Derek, Boyd, Aidan, Ethan, Jackson, Scott and Isaac) melted into the night.

Erica was screaming.

It was a terrible drawn out scream that lasted forever before she choked on her own airway supply her chest heaving up and down. Melissa had taken over what would have to be a quick and fast labour and Chris had been forced to hold the She-Wolf's hand a feat proving difficult considering his mortality and Erica's supernatural strength.

Emilee had taken to sitting in the corner next to Ross who was watching with a blank expression.

"I know who you are" he said finally not taking his eyes off from Erica "Your that rabid wolf they talk about" Emilee shrugged as he continued "They" he jutted his chin to the ceiling "Talked about you-nearly a year on the run, no pack, no family and yet still I see some sanity left in you" his lip curled "Impressive"

"Why" Emilee said her voice icy "Wishing you'd have done it?"

They both winced in tandem as Erica's scream got louder and louder completely overriding Melissa's shout of "One more Erica, one more" and the sound of shooting and growling unheard from upstairs.

"Trust me sweetheart" Ross said his mouth twisting into a pained grimace "When you've spent nearly six months in the darkness you learn a lot about sanity, and what you have to do to keep hold of it."

Whatever could or would have been said next was brutally cut off by a slamming upstairs. It had barely enough time to echo around the basement when a small thin reedy cry came from the baby that had just landed in Melissa's arms.

"Erica" she grinned as the female wolf collapsed against Chris Argent's chest who in a rare moment of sentimentality pressed a kiss to the blonde woman's head "It's a boy"

Erica grinned laughing even as the footsteps increased in speed and sound. "My boy" she whispered tracing a finger against the side of the baby's nose.

And then the door crashed open.

Looking up Emilee saw Dad (Derek), Uncle Boyd and the rest of her now extended family peering through the open trapdoor. "Meet your son, again" Erica said beaming at Boyd who even with blood dripping down into his shirt still looked like he had been clumped on the head with something heavy.

"Em" Derek called shoulders sagging of all tension when his eyes alighted on his daughter sitting cross legged on the floor "You ok?" Emilee shrugged "I'll live" she said standing up and brushing down her shorts. Abruptly she turned to Ross. "Come on" she said to his obvious surprise.

"Come on where?" he asked face showing the first hint of an emotion that had probably been buried in front of his captors for at least six months. With a sickening sense of familiarity Emilee realised that it was hope.

"Home" she said softly, and as she walked up the stairs past Erica and Boyd cooing over their new son and Chris and Melissa hugging their respective children and relations she turned around and saw Ross gingerly climb to feat and follow her out of the basement.

Few! And I hope to update soon, please leave a review x

And who would have thought of Chris Argent delivering a werewolf baby? Now that wouldn't happen in cannon land? Who Knows?

Next Chapter-After seeing much of himself in Ross, Jackson takes it upon himself to try and control the teens anger but can he? And will the ex kanima turned werewolf finally face the issues of his childhood as well?