CHAPTER TWENTY: SEASON TWO: ABOMINATION

And I've been sitting at the bottom of a swimming pool

For a while now, drowning my thoughts out with sounds

Halsey

I hang up and quickly dial my brothers number. It rings twice before he answers with a startled, "Haldey, what's up? Are you okay?"

"NO! Your best friend just called me to tell me Derek and him are drowning in a pool."

"W-what?" Scott asks.

"Where are you? I'm coming to get you."

"Allison's."

"I'll be there in a few minutes. That monster is at the school with them."

Hanging up I press the gas to speed up a little. To be honest, I've been driving like a grandma since I found out I'm pregnant.

I've driven him once before and I remember the route, I make a quick turn and am on the familiar path to the Argent's house.

I break speed limits and skip stop signs the entire way to the house. Scott is outside within a minute of me honking obnoxiously. Allison, and a few unrecognizable people from inside her house, peek outside as they watch my brother embarrassedly run over to the vehicle. I don't care that some of the ritzy neighbors turn on their porch lights and shoot me dirty looks. Derek and Stiles are dying!

"Do you know where they are?" Scott asks as he hops into the front seat.

"The high school."

"Shit," Scott mutters. "I freaking hung up on him."

"Yeah I'm aware, great job."

"Look, when we get to the school you stay in the car. That thing is dangerous. I don't need it harming you or the baby," Scott orders.

"Sure, whatever."

It's not like I'm planning on fighting any creatures of the night anytime soon.

I park the car as close to the school swim room as I can, which would still be a five minute walk for me. However, Scott sprints out of the car and is gone in a flash of movement.

Outside is a bit chilly, but I've been getting hot flashes lately so the window is half-way down on my side. A nasty breeze sweeps through leaving goosebumps all over my arms. I rub the lilac sleeves to bring them down because in moments I'll probably be hot in a few minutes anyway.

The radio softly plays some pop song on the radio. Damn, I can really go for a cigarette. No… I can totally go for a blunt right now. A giant one. All to myself. Freaking Scott tossed that out too, even if I'm so stressed my hands are shaking…

I run a hand through my hair to distract myself from my own uneasiness. Deep breaths, calm. Keep calm. Calming thoughts… like birds. Birds are pretty calming, right? I mean… they shit on your car, but they just kinda chirp outside my bedroom window. And I want to strangle them. Maybe have them choke on their beaks so they can stop. fucking. chirping.

Nope. Birds are not calming.

The car starts making a hissing noise. Shit, not now. I reach out a hand to silence the radio. My nose scrunches in confusion at the sound of the hissing. I hope it doesn't have anything to do with the engine.

I move to open the car door blindly and I almost open it. That is until I realize there is something staring intimately into my drivers side window. The scream I want to release chokes in my throat from the violent fear that courses through my veins.

This is not a person.

It has mossy green scales covering it's angular face. Bright yellow eyes with a black slit through the center are wide, following my every movement. I can see it's many - and I mean many - sharp teeth poking out through the crack of it's open mouth.

"S-Scott," I hear myself whisper helplessly.

My hand immediately goes to the lock on the car door. The click is loud. It cocks it's head curiously.

"Go away," I tell it slowly to stop my voice from shaking. "Leave me alone."

Yellow eyes move upwards to the small gap in the window.

"Please… leave."

It reaches out a hand and my heart speeds up when I see it's going towards the crack. So, I do the only thing I can think of to save me quickly. I finally find my voice and scream.

The creature retracts it's hand sharply. Its eyes are zeroed in on my lips as my scream dies out into choked heavy pants. Then it turns, tail whipping hazardously behind it. The tip glints, and I pray that Scott gets his ass out here in the next 2.5 seconds. Or else.

Or else… the creature is apparently going to run away. Er. On all four legs. Okay.

Great.

Everything is - something slams against BOTH sides of my Chevy. Another scream escapes me, and I wonder where it went when the creature first appeared. Apparently I only scream when it's highly unnecessary, like when Scott and Derek decide to tag team my poor vehicle.

I slam my hand down on the steering wheel as soon as I recognize the two wolfed out men outside the car. "The hell!" I shout, my hand pressing against my pounding heart.

"Haldey, are you okay?" Scott asks. He's at the drivers side peering at me through the window.

"No! I'm having a damn heart attack!"

He urges me to roll down the window. I roll my eyes and decide to just get out of the car all together. Scott's eyes roam my body checking for injuries - unnecessary - while Derek prowls from the other side of the car over beside me. He pushes Scott gently out of the way and inspects me with now human eyes.

"What happened?" Derek asks.

"That thing was looking at me. Came over to my car and was hovering in the damn window, breathing like a freaking pedophile while watching me," I tell him with a scowl. "Then it ran off. That way-" I point into the direction where it darted off.

Derek nods. "Scott, take Halden and Stiles home."

Surprisingly my brother doesn't argue. He mutters, "I'm going to check on Stiles," and sprints back towards the school.

"I need to take Erica home. Then I am going to come by and make sure you're okay," he tells me.

I exhale sharply. "Don't bother. Just spend the night with Erica."

Derek raises a skeptical brow at the snippy tone.

"Sorry… sorry, just - " I wave my hand around. "Tired. Angry. Long day."

"I am still going to check on you."

I shrug.

"And nothing is going on with Erica. She's sixteen," Derek grumbles the last part. "I also wouldn't cheat on you…"

There is something deeply wrong with Derek, especially if he thinks that him and I are together after the countless times I told him we are not. I am too exhausted to correct him.

"Whatever."

He helps me into the passenger seat. Apparently he doesn't think I'm in the right state of mind to drive. I wont give him the satisfaction of letting him know he is right. Although he can probably tell by my shaking hands and heavy heartbeat.

Scott comes back sans Stiles informing us, "Stiles drove his jeep home. He should be fine, I told him to call me as soon as he gets home."

"Are you going to answer?" Derek sassily questions.

"Yes," my brother grumbles under his breath while sliding into the drivers seat. Derek steps away from the car with a nod in my direction. Then Derek is gone.

The ride home is relatively quiet. Until my phone starts buzzing with a picture of Mom and I hugging eight years ago on the screen. I feel my lip quirk up at the happy moment between us. She held me close to her chest and pressed a kiss to my cheek while I had the brightest smile on my face. I've always been a mommy's girl.

"Hey Mom," I greet.

"Sweetie… I have a bit of a problem. I seemed to have left one of the lights on in the car and I need a jump. Think you can help me out?"

"I'll drop you off and then go help Mom," Scott tells me before I can answer.

"Scott is going to come with the car. Apparently he thinks I'm on bed rest."

Mom hums through the phone, "Well, you almost are."

I sigh.

"Tell him to go towards employee parking and to call me when he's there."

"Yes Mom."

"Love you."

"Love you, too!"

Turning to Scott when I hang up I raise a brow. "You heard all that?"

He nods.

"That's so insane. I wish I could have crazy hearing."

Scott rolls his eyes. "Trust me, you don't."

I decide not to comment on how I completely disagree with his statement. Super hearing? Awesome. I would be able to hear what terrible things people say about me and avoid them like the plague. Like I already do. I guess it wouldn't be all that different… at least I would know if everyone is lying to me.

When we get home Scott checks the house first before he leaves. He even checks underneath my bed for me. I give him a big hug and he smiles slightly, and then he heads out.

Changing into pajamas, I go into the bathroom to clean up. Today has been emotionally draining with this NA meeting and the stupid school incident. If I don't keep myself distracted I think I might have a mental breakdown.

I can feel the urge to take a pill like a bad itch. And I don't have any pills. Or drugs. Nothing, nothing to take off the edge. Not even a pain killer.

My hand rubs circles on my stomach. I remind myself something is growing inside there. That's what is important, the baby. My baby. I can't wait for my belly to start getting bigger. Maybe that will help, physically seeing proof that there is a baby in there.

I am not surprised when I see Derek sitting on my bed when I come back into my room. I am also not surprised to find him going through my hospital discharge papers. I've come to the conclusion that the last thing Derek believes in is personal space.

"You were in the hospital?" he asks without lifting his head through his snooping.

"Yes."

I sit next to him. I don't even bother to yell at him. This can't be healthy. Derek going through my shit, him claiming we are together, his overprotectiveness.

"I overdosed. That is how I found out I'm pregnant."

Derek sets the papers down in his lap. He turns to me with wide eyes. "You what?"

"I took, like, all my pills basically. Except a few… Scott found me. They had to pump my stomach."

His voice is rough and growly as he asks, "Why didn't he tell me?"

"I don't know?"

"I told him to tell me if you needed help," he deadpans.

"Maybe he thought you would make it worse."

"Would I?"

I look at my hands. "Yeah, you would have made it worse."

The man deflates at my honesty. All the rage and willingness to probably tear Scott's throat out leaves him. Derek frowns. "Why?"

"Because I care about you and I'm trying to get over you."

"I don't want you to get over me," Derek says in a 'you're an idiot' tone.

Closing my eyes I mutter, "Sweet baby jesus… help me." Because I literally cannot deal with a monster, a baby, recovering from a drug addiction, and Derek Hale all at one time without an outlet. Seriously. This is the best time for drugs. Lots of them.

I need a distraction.

Something to distra…

Derek stands from the bed to put the papers on the desk. Then he lifts his hands high above his head in a stretch. His shirt lifts exposing those taunting hairs on the thick v that dip into his pants.

Smirking, I know I have found my distraction. It might not be right considering… everything, really. The fact that Derek is oddly obsessed with being with me, how I am trying to get over him, attempting to make our parenting mutual and nothing more than us just raising the same child. But, really, lets be honest here… I've seen where that happy trail leads and it's the greatest distraction in the world.

The man (werewolf) seems to sense the shift in my mood. He drops his arms to his side and a grin slips onto his lips.

"Take off your pants," I order in a short tone.

He lifts a brow, but his hands go down to the zipper of his jeans. I kick off my pajama pants and toss the tank over my head leaving me bare for Derek. I stretch out across my bed, my right hand dips between my legs so that my fingertips can press against the sensitive nub.

Derek groans. "Fuck, Halden, you're so beautiful."

Momentarily my entire being freezes. It sounds so sincere coming from his lips, but I've learned that those lips are capable of the most painful lies.

"Just fuck me already."

He crawls over my body so that his own naked one is hovering. His eyes are a soft green, gleaming brightly from the lamp near my bed. Derek steals a kiss from my lips. It's hard not to kiss him back. I can feel myself being torn emotionally in two. I don't want to kiss him because kissing him means I forgive him, that I want him, that I care about him enough that I'm willing to forget the fact he let a woman beat me for information he withheld.

Distraction, Haldey, you're trying to distract yourself.

Derek's lips leave mine to travel to the spot right between my neck and shoulder. I know it's one of his favorite spots. I never thought much of it before, but now knowing Derek is a werewolf… well, things are starting to fall into place. The weird snarly sounds he makes when he's irritated or being impatient. How his nostrils are always flaring whenever he enters a room. The way he sticks his nose in my pillows and I pretend I don't notice him sniffing them (I always thought that was just cute).

"Why do you do that?" I ask him spontaneously.

He pulls his head away from my neck, brow raised confusedly. "What?"

"With my neck. Why do you always kiss that spot right there?"

Derek turns bright red, which is not something I anticipated.

"I just like that spot…" he tries to play it off with a shrug.

"Is it a werewolf thing?"

He shrugs again.

"Derek. We've had sex before and I'm kinda pregnant with your baby-"

"-our baby," he corrects.

"Our baby." I roll my eyes. "If we are going to do be doing this together we have to be honest. I need to know about these werewolf things. You can't keep me in the dark anymore."

He averts his gaze to looking at the headboard. "Yes, it's a werewolf thing."

Knowing an easy tactic that typically works in this situation, I slide my hand between our close bodies to wrap around his thick cock. He moans, head falling back as I stroke it gently.

"What kind of werewolf thing?"

Derek takes a few moments to answer, I slow the easy pace I start until I'm hardly moving. "Come on, tell me," I urge with a kiss to his jaw.

"That's where werewolves… it's where they mark their mate," he says.

"What's a mate entail?"

"Nothing."

I stop stroking his cock and he whines.

"If you tell me what that means I will let you do that thing you like…"

Derek meets my eyes. "Which one?"

"Cum inside me. Smear your cum all over my body. Swallow it. Whichever one you want."

"I want all of them," he says in a dead serious tone that makes me giggle.

"I'll let you do whatever you want…"

He smirks.

"Is that a werewolf thing too? The rubbing your cum all over me?"

Derek flushes crimson once more.

"It totally is, isn't it?"

Insert another passive shrug from the flustered man above me. He rubs his cock impatiently against my hand and I give it a squeeze.

"Why? What does it do for your wolf?" He groans as I firmly give his cock a few teasing strokes.

"Werewolves bite their mates between the shoulder blade to claim them. Both mates have to mark one another for it to be official, but I can… I can smell it on you," he finally grits out between throaty groans as I pick up my pace the more he tells me. "I just want to sink my teeth into your neck and fuck your tight pussy until you're filled with my cum."

I raise a brow. That was the filthiest, naughtiest thing I have ever heard come out of that man's mouth. I definitely shouldn't be so turned on by the complete possessiveness of it all.

"Then why don't you?"

Derek groans loudly, his forehead rests against mine and I watch his struggle as he clenches his eyes shut. His hips are slowly thrusting into my hand a I pump his cock, and he's trying hard to hold himself back.

"Werewolves mate for life," Derek pants. "You're not ready. Once you are ready, we will become mates."

Derek's eyes are staring into mine. My heartbeat thunders quickly in my chest as I try to ignore the unspoken meaning behind his words. He wants to spend the rest of his life with me. My hand stops. Nope. Not dealing with this right now. I do not want to hear anything about being stuck with Derek Hale for the rest of my life.

"I've been super horny ever since I've gotten pregnant. You are going to fuck me until we both come, then you are going to go home. You can't sleep here, understand?"

Hurt flashes across his face at my obvious avoidance of his statement. But I position his cock between my moist folds and lift my hips to guide the tip inside. It only takes him a second to thrust down, his cock pushing against the hot walls of my core.

Within seconds we are both lost in one another's bodies. Derek's hard cock throbbing inside of me, filling me with every thrust of his hips. He presses his chest against my breasts so that we are flush together and his left hand grips delicately at the back of my head.

Warm open mouthed kisses are pressed along my throat, and I moan as his right hand slips between our chests to start playfully massaging my hard nipple.

My nails draw lightly down his back and back up to wrap around his neck. He is no longer kissing me, now he just pants and moans into the same spot of the crook of my neck. Knowing what it means, what he wants to do… it makes this moment so much more intimate. It makes all our previous nights together extremely different. Has he always wanted to sink his teeth into my flesh? Bind us together for eternity? Was it like some weird Twilight imprinting shit? God. I don't even want to know.

All I know is that the way he pelvis rubs against my clit with every roll of his hips is making my mind run blank. I close my eyes and focus on the sensation of his muscles stretching, his cock slamming hard inside of me. My heart stutters as I feel myself growing more wet, ready to burst at any moment.

"Cum for me," Derek insists in a hoarse voice, he nibbles on my earlobe teasingly. "I want to feel you cum. Want to feel your pussy tighten around my cock, cum for me Halden."

Fuck, if that isn't the hottest thing…

Derek pushes himself up to his knees. That way he is able to rub circles on my overly sensitive clit while sucking tantalizingly at my nipples. Fuck, and I feel myself hit my peek almost immediately. The familiar build of pressure explodes, and I'm no longer underneath Derek, but flying high above the clouds.

I can feel my walls clenching around Derek's thick cock. His cock doesn't pause, if anything it increases in speed and depth. Derek is groaning as he presses a palm on either side of my body. Then he jerks violently and I know he's beginning to cum, I can feel the wetness filling me up inside. It's a weird feeling, no man has ever actually came inside of me before. Not like this, obviously someone (Derek) has gotten cum inside of me before (hence the pregnancy).

Everything about him releasing inside of me is monumental. I've never let anyone do it before, I've never felt hot cum filling me up.

Derek doesn't stop there. He pulls out, still cumming, and pumps his cock so that it spills onto my stomach and breasts. Then he is grabbing me behind my head, pulling me forward until I understand what he's trying to do. My lips stretch over his leaking cock and I suck and suck and suck until I milk all the cum from his throbbing erection.

Once I'm finished I let myself fall back on the bed completely spent. I laugh loudly when I feel Derek's hand sliding across the cum on my skin, spreading the sticky substance all over. He continues down and fingers at the cum dripping out of me, trying to push more back inside while fingering me.

"Fuck…" I hear myself moan. I'm still overly sensitive and with the pounding Derek gave me I'm not sure how much more I can handle. Me = not a werewolf.

Derek then removes his fingers and moves me under the covers. He slides into the bed alongside me, his big arms wrap around my waist so that my back is flush against his chest.

"What did I say?" I ask, even if I really, really don't want him to leave. Ever. But I can't tell him that. How weak would I seem? I'm not Bella. This isn't some damn Twilight movie. I don't need Derek. At least, that's what I keep telling myself.

When did I become the damsel in stress that fell at a man's feet? Begged him to stay? I guess I've always been weak. Staying in shitty relationships. Letting people taking advantage of me. Maybe I didn't want to be that person anymore. I sure as hell wouldn't be the one to beg Derek to stay. Not anymore. Scott is right. I deserve someone who is willing to fight for me.

But who's to say that person isn't Derek? Who am I to judge those who have made mistakes? Just because I won't beg him to stay doesn't mean he can't be the one fighting for me.

That also doesn't mean I have to wait around for him like some love sick drone who is too weak to make her own decisions. No, for the sake of my child and myself, if Derek Hale wants to be with me then Derek Hale is going to have to prove himself. While I prove to myself that I can be me without depending on someone else.

"Just go to sleep Halden. I promise I won't be here when you wake up," Derek whispers into my ear. I want to fight him on this, but decide to leave it be. I'm exhausted and not up for fighting with him at the moment. I can hardly keep my eyes open as it is.

And I close my mind, letting myself drift off to sleep while thinking of how amazing it feels to be in his arms.

FIRST and FOREMOST, Derek's reaction to finding out Halden overdosed is not final. He shall have his freakout moment when the timing is right & with whom Derek thinks is the right person to freak out at *cough* Scott *cough*

Shout outs to all those awesome reviewers: WickedlyMinx, Guest(s), Kenny, Dani, and Jenny!

meangirl8: yes! that was my feeling towards Halden calling Scott. He kinda has to answer his mom & sisters phone calls lol. eventually the argent's will learn Halden is pregnant, but not until she starts showing!

AnImEfReAk4994: that is a very great point about wolves! i hadn't anticipated twins, but it would make sense considering wolves have more than one in a liter! i should give her triplets. HAHA no, that's mean. i won't do that to Halden!

High Guardian: :) Will her and Scott's mother find out about Derek when she finds out about the supernatural? YES! Melissa is gonna find out who Derek is & the supernatural. I actually kinda want her to find out about Derek before, to write her reaction when she finds out that the father of her daughters child has been in jail as a murder suspect on more than one account lol

I really hope they grow closer again - to not allow Blake or what's her name? Between them and then later on the other one (sorry name's are slipping my mind). Kissing pecks?

Halden & Derek will get closer again. I'm not sure how I anticipate the Blake relationship to go with Derek, but I don't even think I'm going to do season 4 with this story. I honestly don't like the plot all that much involving Derek in that season. To me it felt like they had no idea what they were going to do with him so they threw all this stuff together to add him in, and now there's all these unanswered questions since Tyler opted out to pursue other activities! Le sigh. ANYWAY, I don't like cheating and I figure with Derek mating for life, but who know's what Miss Blake has up her sleeve.

megladon1616: #HAREK! haha. here's the update:)

Maxi: Derek does wanna be with her! Have you eve read those spinoff books produced by MTV for teen wolf? One is called "On Fire" by Nancy Holder and it gets inside of Derek's head when he's a teenager, and it explains why he fell for Kate. All I gotta say is, Derek is a huge sap.

Lexxxi: Well, the reason Derek let Stiles call Halden is because he didn't have a choice. It was the pool scene, and I didn't write it out but Derek's paralyzed at the bottom of the pool, so when Scott hangs up on Stiles I figure his next bright idea would be to call his sister, because he knows Scott has to listen to her lol But yeah, Derek is gonna get very possessive of Halden because of the pregnancy (how wolves would treat a pregnant female in their pack) so we will see how that affects them lol

Teen Wolf Trash: There are many people voting for twins. At this point, I'm kinda debating about it because it seems like there is an equal amount of people who want one or the other. LOL I love how you created an entire scene in a chapter for me, I might use that LOL if I decide to have her have twins. Halden is a huge misfit, and that's one thing I love about her. :D

Gr Is Law: I read your pleading for smut "Please! Pls! Plz! Pwease! Pretty please with (insert favourite food) on top!" and for some reason I was imagining ice cream with tacos on top of it. I cant' wait to get to the fluff so that Halden & Derek can be happy and adorable haha

Lola Tudor: I haven't written Peter back in yet, but I'm excited for his reaction towards Halden being pregnant! I DON'T EVEN KNOW how he is going to react yet!

untilmynextstory: OHH! ME TOO! God, I hate when you are reading about a pregnant OC and they are doing crazy shit like getting into gun fights & fighting with alpha's - like really? they are PREGNANT. that's not what would happen. lol I don't intend for her to be super stupid while pregnant, but Halden might slip up here and there!

Cassie-D1: lol my favorite thing to write so far is Derek's complete obliviousness and lack of acknowledgement towards Halden not wanting to be with him. It's adorable because it's Derek, but would be so creepy and wrong if it were real life lol. AND YOU PREDICTED THE SMUT haha :D spot on to what ended up happening. literally. you. predicted. everything. "I can see even after the smut Halden is still going to tell Derek no they aren't together which will make him work harder trying to get hr to change her mind lol" LIKE HOT DAMN YOU ON POINT!