Abandoned But Loved

AUTHOR: DJDarkPixie

SHOW: "Teen Wolf"

TIMELINE: Let's just say… Future

RATING: M for mature. Parental discretion is advised. ;)

PREMISE: Sequel to "When Your Soul Cries Out", "Lucky Valentine", "Connecting To The Whole," same Universe, no Lydia or Allison. Derek and Stiles are engaged, Danny & Jackson are mated, Scott is mated with Ted. A baby is left at the pack's doorstep by its dying mother. Jackson knows what it means to be adopted and they take it in. Trouble soon follows when they discover its true identity.

CATEGORIZATION: SLASH; M/M; Stiles/Derek "Sterek", and Danny/Jackson "Dax", Scott/Ted "Tott", humor, angst, romance, supernatural, spirituality, charity, death, dimensional travel.

DISCLAIMER: All references to the show "Teen Wolf" are owned by MTV and only this plot and alternate universe belongs to me, well, I inherited it from my partner in crime, Blooboy70.

AN: Thank you to everyone who alerted, reviewed, or commented. I have been away for a while not really in a writing mood. Season 2 has started and despite the things I was privy to I didn't want to change my story. Thanks for your patience and I hope you still like my stories. OC Characters Brian and Jeremy are modeled after real-life people and are my property. Omega696 has free usage rights too. OC Character Jai is an AU version of "Jaiden" from FanFiction dot net author Jaiden Darby's story "A New Life" – a great fic BTW.

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Chapter 5

(Cont'. from Chapter 4: 50 miles away, outside of town, a wolf heard their cry. Her ears pricked up. She looked down at her wounds. They were not healing like they should. Small black puffs of smoke came from one across her chest. Silver dust, she thought. I have to get away from here.

She ran, unable to shift as the silver was keeping her from healing properly and from shifting. Not enough to kill her, she knew but enough they could track her. Her clothes were dirty, and covered in blood. She covered her stomach protectively as she ran. Not long now little one, she thought softly. You will be here soon. She looked up at the sky, searching for the moon just slightly visible. "Half moon," she whispered. "Almost time." She winced as a wave of pain wracked her body and she pressed on, toward the sound of the howls.)

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The wolf ran as fast as she could toward the sounds of the alpha. Her own pack abandoned her for her transgression. Fearing for her life and the life of her child, she ran. She was forced to watch as her alpha killed her mate. They tied her with cold-steel chains to a tree and held wolfsbane against her skin if she tried to close her eyes. Her alpha slapped her with his hand, his claws fully extended.

"You have committed a violation against the pack and against nature. That abomination growing in your womb is next. Watch as we show you what we do to those who choose to violate our laws." He stepped closer to the bloody form of her mate. Her mate was being held down on the ground by four wolves in beta form, one holding down each limb. He was screaming out for her, pleading that they spare her life and take his. "Oh, don't you worry my friend, we plan on killing you… while she watches. You are to be an example for any others who choose to break our laws."

"But I love her! How can two people who love each other be wrong? Where is it written that we can't love each other? Who are you to dictate who can and can't love?"

The alpha slammed his boot down into the man's groin, making him scream. "BECAUSE I AM HER ALPHA AND SHE MUST DO AS I SAY!" he bellowed in his alpha voice. The alpha's eyes were red and he motioned to a nearby woman to hand him the small bag she was holding. He pulled the small cord closing the bag and tipped the contents out into the open mouth of the man pinned to the ground. "Let's see you spew your heresy with a mouth full of saw dust, filthy vampire." As the shavings streamed into the man's mouth, he started to choke and cough, some of the shavings entering his windpipe and lungs, causing him to writhe in agony.

"Leave him alone, you filthy bastard! He didn't do anything to you!" The female struggled against her chains, her eyes flashing and her teeth gnashing.

"Didn't do anything to me? Why my stupid girl. He did this to all of us. YOU did this to him, to us. He must be punished and as part of your punishment, you will be forced to watch. YOU are to blame for what must be done. The gods demand purification."

She scoffed. "Ha! What do you know of the gods? You used to be a minister before you were turned. You used to steal people's money by promising them cures. 'Jesus said to send me money and I will cure your blindness' shit like that. Ha ha! Talk about hypocrite!" She spit at him, missing of course, but making a statement.

The alpha just laughed and extended his hand. Someone handed him a baseball bat. "That won't hurt me!" came a weak voice from beneath him. The alpha raised his eyebrows and smirked. "Oh really? Cocky little vampire aren't we?" The alpha snapped the bat into two; the broken pieces resulting in two very sharp wooden stakes. "Louisville slugger… America's finest." He looked over at the wolf chained against the tree. "I want you to watch what we do to those who choose to break the laws of nature." He slowly pressed the sharp end of what was the large end of that bat against the vampire's throat.

"NO!" the female screamed.

The alpha laughed as he slowly pressed down, pushing the bat into the man's throat, piercing and crushing his throat and neck. Gurgling and a sickening crack sound was all that was heard other than the thrashing of the man's limbs against the four wolves holding him down. When the bat severed the spinal cord, the vampire stopped moving. The alpha took the other end and swung it with all his strength against the side of the man's head, resulting in the head tearing loose and rolling across the clearing.

The baby in the woman's belly kicked hard causing the female to scream. Her anguish was intolerable and her screams became a roar. Her eyes flashed and with the strength of ten wolves she pulled free from the chains, crushing the shackles in her claws like dust. Her baby kicked again and she roared causing the other wolves standing around to cover their ears. She lunged forward at her alpha, her jaws open and claws extended. She hit him dead center and her claws buried to the hilt in his chest. Her jaws made impact at the same time closing around his neck, snapping shut, and severing his throat in one bite. She twisted her head and his entire neck ripped free, his head falling to the ground. She spat the meat and bones from her jaws and roared into the air, her eyes flashing red.

Another kick in her belly and she roared and clutched her side. She shifted to full alpha uncontrollably. The wolves around her all backed away and stood mouths open and scared. Her red-tinged vision took in her surroundings. She spat the blood in her mouth out on the ground and stepped forward. Her foot caught against something and she looked down. It was the body of her mate. She fell to him, roaring and tears falling from her red eyes. She heard a crack of a branch near her and she howled in its direction.

Suddenly everything went white, and then black as the flash arrow exploded nearby. Screams of the pack and gunshots rang out as she fell to the ground trying to clear her vision. She instinctively covered her stomach and roared as she felt an arrow graze her ear. She smelled wolfsbane and heard more shots and screams. She stood and ran as fast as her wolf would take her in full alpha form deeper into the woods. She felt the bullets hit her but didn't slow down. If anything the pain emboldened her to go faster, to reach safety for her unborn child. She ran for what felt like hours, not stopping to see if she was being followed. "I will protect you," she said to her unborn baby. "I will not let anything happen to you!" 'Are you sure?' her wolf replied silently. 'I will die trying,' she replied with no sound. She continued to run no longer hearing anything but the forest, leaving her pack and her dead mate behind. All she could think of was protecting the product of their love growing inside her. She ran her hand over her midsection as she continued to run, ignoring the pain radiating through her chest.

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Derek felt his heart start to calm as his pack encircled him. Even Jackson who had run into the house not able to take any more of the hurt in his alpha's voice returned to the group hug, followed by his mate Danny. They all stood there and howled in support of their alpha and each other. Derek spoke breaking the group up. "Thank you," he said softly. "That was a very painful time for me. I haven't spoken about that in a very long time. I'm sorry I kept it from you."

"Derek, stop apologizing. There is nothing to apologize for. Kate was the one who committed the act of hatred and twisted your reality and used your own fears against you. There is nothing to feel sorry for." He kissed his mate softly and hugged him again. The pack hugged everyone one more time, sending the scent of love and acceptance to everyone, filling the backyard with love.

Suddenly the pack heard a small click behind them and music started playing again. Everyone looked up at saw Ted smirking. "What?" he said innocently. "I think we need to put the past few hours aside and get on with it. I can't take much more of this or I will have to buy a crate of tissues."

Scott kissed his mate on the cheek. "You are such a softie." He tilted his head when he heard the song playing. It was Donna Summer's disco classic "I Feel Love" from the 70's. "You're a romantic, and a show off," he said to Ted. "Why don't you use that power of yours to bring us some more drinks and not just flick on the iPod?" he teased laughing into the lips that were pressing into his.

Everyone laughed and pulled away from each other. Derek wiped his eyes and looked at the smiling faces looking back into his. "Ted's right everyone. It's just two weeks before the full moon and it's a blue one. We should have fun."

The pack returned to the table to clean up their plates and get ready for dessert. Danny stopped and looked at Derek. "What is it pup?" the alpha asked.

"Derek, the message said that something was going to happen in two weeks. That's the same time as the blue moon." Danny caught his lip in between his teeth with a worried look.

Derek felt his stomach fall. 'Damn,' he thought. "Don't worry now Danny. I'm sure everything will be okay. It's two weeks away, and you heard him yourself. It will be good news."

"Derek, you forget he said that sometimes good news reveals bad – everything in balance. That means that bad news is coming too." Danny looked at Derek searching for some unknown answer.

Derek let out a sigh. "Look, we don't know what the message means. It sounds like we will receive visitors. Worrying about it now won't do any good. So can we please, at least for the rest of tonight just enjoy each other's company and not think about the blue moon, or any more vampires? I don't think my frazzled nerves could take any more."

Danny let out a sigh too. "Okay. You're right. It might turn out to be nothing." He hugged Derek and purred when he felt his alpha stroking his back. "I love you," he said softly. "I love all of you."

A soft baritone voice sounded against his hair making him smile. "Ditto, pup. Ditto."

A voice chirped in Derek's head. 'Really Derek? Quoting "Ghost" now? I thought we agreed no more crying?' 'Shut up, Stiles!' he replied silently. 'I love you.'

Danny and Derek broke their embrace and finished clearing the table and setting it for dessert. Stiles returned from the house with a small buffet cart overflowing with goodies.

"Okay everyone, grab a seat." He waited until everyone had sat down. Stiles began to empty the cart's dishes onto the table. Black cherry ice cream, homemade shortcake, sliced strawberries macerated in pomegranate juice, French macaroon cookies, Scottish shortbread, black currant jam, clotted cream from Devonshire (Derek swears it's the best), sweet tapioca pudding, whipped Chantilly cream, vanilla ice cream, and of course, fresh from the tap, ice cold root beer.

Scott let out a low whistle. "Dang Stiles! You went all out! Even…" he stopped mid-sentence and looked at Stiles with a smile in his eyes. "You made my favorite… tapioca pudding. Stiles, that takes hours if you do it right!" He felt Ted squeeze his thigh.

"It was Ted's idea, Scott. He knows how much you like it, so he asked me to teach him how to make it. He made it for you. He did a good job." Stiles beamed at seeing his pack mate and best friend from childhood smiling so big. Scott turned to Ted and kissed him, then rested his forehead against Ted's still smiling, looking each other in the eye.

"Okay you two, stop it. I don't have any more tears. Now, pass over that black cherry ice cream." Jackson had his arm out waving it at Stiles. "Yes!" he hissed when the aroma of it caught in his nose. "You are the best alphas ever!"

"I'll mm-rphh-say—mrph", agreed Ted. They could barely understand him through the mouth full of root beer ice cream float he was practically making love to. He looked up when he heard laughing. He had a white foam moustache on his upper lip. "What?" he peeped softly eyes wide, smiling at his pack.

Derek and Stiles looked at each other and smiled. Everyone laughed.

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Later that night after everyone had retired for the evening, Jackson walked into his and Danny's room to see his mate sitting up in bed rubbing his head. "Are you okay, honey?" he asked as he climbed into bed.

"Yeah, I'm just tired," replied the tanned boy.

"Daniel, even if I wasn't a werewolf I could tell you were lying. What's wrong?" the dark blond wolf asked.

Sighing, the darker teen fell back into his mate's arms. "It's just that message from earlier."

"What about it?" Jackson asked.

"Well you heard them, 'Be awake for the time is approaching. A need for charity will make manifest in a fortnight. A broken love that cannot be healed will make the ultimate sacrifice. The product of that brokenness must be taken. Great care must be given to the entity of their union. An unknown future will require of this entity to heal it and make again the whole.' What do you think it means?"

Jackson wasn't surprised to hear his mate recite the message verbatim. He was keenly aware Danny had an eidetic memory. "Well, I'm not sure. Jeremy said that regardless of what it brought, the good would outweigh the bad, so it can't all be bad right?" He felt his mate take a deep breath and slowly exhale in his arms.

"Yeah I know. I'm just not sure what it has to do with me," Danny stated.

"Well, you won't face it alone. I will be here with you. The whole pack will be here," Jackson replied reassuringly. Voices from the surrounding rooms gave their resounding replies of support as well.

"Thank you, all of you," Danny softly replied. "I guess we'll see in two weeks." He turned his head back to look into the blue eyes of his mate. "I love you," he whispered. A warm kiss was his reply.

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The female stumbled and fell against a rock. "Damn," she cursed. Her baby kicked softly in her womb. She stroked her hands over it lovingly and with protection. She paused and looked up at the orange glow in the sky. In the distance was a town. She climbed on the rock and looked over the cliff at the expanse of lights. She heard shuffling in the brush behind her. She quickly ducked in time to avoid an arrow. She lost her footing and slipped down the embankment, sliding toward the edge of the cliff, disappearing from the sight of the pursuers. "I think we got her!" came a gruff voice. "I can smell the blood. It's definitely a wolf and pregnant. And she's injured." The man flashed a grin to the other members of his party, his fangs flashing in the light of the half moon. "I always liked the taste of wolf blood," he snarled with venom dripping from his voice, "and the taste of a pup! Ambrosia!" he crooned licking his lips. "You're crazy," a pale man next to him said. "It's the heart that tastes the best, every vampire knows that." He pulled a large curved-blade dagger from his cloak and flashed it in the light of the moon. "Let's get that animal, boys!" The troop ran toward the rock on the cliff overlooking Beacon Hills, with the scent of blood in their noses.

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