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. Its dying mother leaves a baby at the pack's doorstep. 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 hope there aren't too many errors.

Tip of the hat to DereksGirl24 for letting me pilfer her Arby's reference. If you guys haven't read her stuff you are missing out. Might I suggest "Bossy" and "The Man He Didn't Have To Be" – awesome fics.

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Chapter 6

(Cont'. from Chapter 5: 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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The female looked at her tattered clothing. Dried blood and mud caked the front of her and now the back from her fall. The pain in her chest was getting worse. She was unable to shift due to the silver dust in the wounds. She felt a kick in her stomach; the baby was restless. 'I know little one. You're hungry. I am too,' she thought to herself. She had been running for over a full day making it too far to give up now. She had heard the cry of the wolves just a few hours ago and was headed in that direction. She could smell that she was in the right territory from the scent markings she had passed. The rock she had fallen from smelled of him, an Alpha, and his pack. She smelled humans, campers or hunters, she wasn't certain. She heard the sounds of her trackers getting closer and knew they would smell her. Vampires couldn't scent as well as wolves but she was bleeding, her healing being slowed significantly from the silver running through her system. They would definitely be able to smell the blood, of that she had little doubt. A breeze brought the scent of them to her. 'Good,' she thought. She was still downwind so she might have a chance. She could hear them getting closer as her eyes scanned for an exit. She looked over the edge of the outcropping she had slid down, over the cliff. She tried to shift to increase her vision and it helped but only for a second. It was enough. "Thank Fenris, a river," she whispered.

"Over here! I heard something!" came a yell from above her.

'Fuck!' she thought. They had heard her. 'It's now or never honey,' she thought to her unborn pup. She quietly stood and walked to the edge. She took a breath and jumped out far hoping she could clear the cliff walls. As she fell bullets and arrows flew around her streaking towards the river that was getting closer and closer. She fell for only a few seconds hitting the water hard. She was covering her abdomen with her hands as she entered the water but immediately righted herself and swam for the surface. She coughed and sputtered clearing the water from her lungs as the moon went behind a cloud, obscuring her in the white water. She got still and quiet and looked to where she had jumped, seeing men in long dark robes scanning the area. One of the lights turned toward the water below and she took a breath and submerged swimming below water until she saw the light disappear. She was taking no chances, as their vision was even better than hers so she stayed under until her lungs were screaming and she had to surface. She pushed to the surface as quietly as possible and let the current take her downstream toward town.

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The pack was getting ready to turn in for the night. Danny and Jackson were already in their room; Danny curled into Jackson's side, while Jackson was sitting up reading on his iPad. He was absently stroking his left hand up and down his mate's back. As the two just lay there quietly Danny's eyes began to grow heavy and he was purring at feeling Jackson rub his back. Suddenly Danny's eyes widened and he lifted up to look at Jackson. Jackson raised an eyebrow and smirked. "What?" he said coyly.

"What are you reading?" Danny asked.

"Nothing, just lay back down. It's nothing," Jackson smiled as he toyed with Danny's chest.

"Nothing, my ass. I can smell your boner." Danny pulled Jackson's arm down bringing the iPad into view. "Slash?" he accused. "Seriously? What are you 16?" Danny teased.

Jackson pushed him away playfully. "Never you mind that 'Mr. War and Peace.' Some of us happen to like lighter reading. Especially when one of the characters is such a hottie." Jackson waggled his eyebrows.

Danny just laughed trying and failing to glare at his mate. "So which team are you? Edward or Jacob?"

"Jacob, of course," Jackson deadpanned. "Although, in this story they are a couple, and it's kinda hot. Edward's got some skills…"

"Oh well then that makes it okay," Danny mocked trying to sound serious. He smirked at his mate and waited until Jackson caught his gaze. "I love you, you crazy thing." He craned his neck to kiss Jackson.

Jackson pulled free from the kiss and ran a hand down Danny's cheek. "I love you too," he said softly. Danny chuckled and curled back against Jackson's leg. "It really is a good story you know. Some of these writers are really into it. One writer even had them blowing each other at an Arby's!" Danny just laughed, settled and drifted off a few minutes later, his breath steady in his mate's ears. Jackson smiled down at Danny and resumed softly stroking his fingers up and down Danny's back.

Down the hall Ted and Scott were in their bathroom also getting ready for bed. Ted was washing his face and Scott was brushing his teeth. Ted pulled the black towel down from his face and looked over at his mate and smiled. Scott was winking at him in the mirror.

"Love you," Ted said softly. A smile pulled across Scott's face, despite the toothbrush in his mouth.

"Wuv, ew tuh" he slurred through the minty foam that filled his mouth. Ted just rolled his eyes and blew a kiss at him and padded back to their bed. Scott soon finished and joined him, turning off lights as he went. The pale wolf pulled off his shirt and shorts and moved the pillows aside. Scott did the same with his clothes and joined Ted from the opposite side of the bed as the two pulled off the pillows and pulled down the covers so they could climb in. Ted stopped when he saw Scott had paused just looking over at him. "What?" he asked smiling.

Scott put his hands on the waistband of his boxers and quickly bent at the waist pulling them down and kicking them off his feet. Ted's heartbeat quickened at the sight of the tanned figure across from him. He unconsciously licked his lips. "Oh, it's going to be one of those nights is it?"

Scott just nodded as a grin slowly appeared on his face. He heard his mate's heartbeat speed up and he could smell his own arousal. He watched with lust in his eyes as Ted pulled at the three small snaps that held his underwear together on his hip. They were Scott's favorite. Ted let them slowly slide to the floor watching Scott's gaze start to glow with lust. The two mates looked into each other's eyes, both flashing. Ted raised an empty hand toward the bed. "After you, Mister McCall," he said with barely a whisper. "No need, I got it," Ted said as he noticed Scott going for the light switch. Ted looked at the switch and with a soft blue glow shining from his navel, the light switch turned off.

"Show off," Scott teased and he joined his mate on the bed, the two intertwining their limbs, their tongues, and their souls.

Derek was already asleep in Stiles' arms in their room. Stiles was just holding him enjoying the added warmth of his mate. It was a cool night but Stiles never tired of sleeping with Derek on him regardless if it was warm or not. Stiles was going to spend the rest of his life with the man in his arms. He looked at the ring on his finger. The two were to be married soon. "Misters Stiles and Derek Stiliniski," he said softly to no one. "No, maybe, Misters Derek and Stiles Hale," he tried. "No, I got it. Derek and Stiles Hale-Stilinski. Yes, that's it." He chuckled to himself, making the alpha shift in his arms. He brushed a raven lock from his mate's eyes. "I love you, Derek," he said softly and kissed him on the top of his head. A mumbled voice came from the man in his arms. "Love you too." Derek shifted against Stiles' chest and let out a contented huff smiling to himself. Stiles felt his heart melt with love.

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The female werewolf was careful to keep her movements to a minimum to avoid detection in the water. The moon was still obscured by clouds so the only lights were the few stars shining down and the reflections from the town. The current was carrying her at a fair pace and she was scanning with all her senses on the alert for anyone chasing her and trying to catch a direction of the wolves she heard and smelled earlier. She heard the noise of the river getting louder and she felt the current start to pick up. She was able to shift for just a second to increase her vision and saw a spillway ahead but couldn't tell how high it was. Not willing to take any chances she quietly but quickly made her way to the nearest bank careful to remain in the brush at the water's edge. She glanced around nervously and preened her ears and when she decided the coast was clear, she silently pulled herself from the water and pressed herself flat against the angle of the river bank, the pressure against her chest wound making her wince. Mud and water pooled near her fingers where they pressed into the earth to keep from sliding back into the water. Suddenly there was a rustling above her and she froze. She tried to keep her heart from racing but was having difficulty. She took in a small breath hoping that whatever or whoever it was wouldn't hear her. "Rabbit," she whispered softly. Motionless, she scanned waiting to see if it would approach. She saw it crest the top of the bank and look down at her. It stopped moving and started sniffing. She watched patiently as she saw its tiny nose move quickly up and down and the whiskers twitch from side to side. The rabbit paused for a second completely still. The wolf held her breath and tried to still her heart. The furry white creature turned its ears in all directions on the lookout for predators. It started sniffing again. The female didn't realize it but the water and the mud had masked her scent as a predator so the rabbit didn't smell her. The rabbit hesitantly hopped down the bank stopping every so many feet to scan for predators. When it stopped next to her face, it realized too late what was looking back. With not quite as fast as usual, but still faster than a rabbit speed, she struck out catching the rabbit by the throat and twisted her wrist snapping its neck. "YES!" she said, immediately getting still, afraid her outburst alerted the town of her location. Satisfied when she heard nothing but the river and an overhead jet in the distance, she gingerly sat up and brought the kill closer. Her stomach flipped at the thought of eating the rabbit raw as she was stuck in human form but she needed the sustenance it provided, and more importantly her unborn child needed it. She made quick work of pulling the skin off and used a sharp jagged stone nearby to pierce its body to remove the entrails. She was fighting back the urge to retch telling herself and her inner wolf it was okay and it was necessary.

After finishing the flesh of the rabbit she threw the carcass, skin and guts into the water. Normally she would leave it for the other animals near the river but she didn't want to leave any more of a trail than she had to. She used a nearby fallen pine branch to try and sweep her footprints and markings from the bank and she walked backwards up the hill, swishing away her trail as she walked. When she made it to the top of the hill she heard a cry and an arrow again flew past her just narrowly missing her ear. She turned and fled into the forest at full speed. She heard them curse and them pursuing her, their splashing and yelling telling her they were not as far behind as she thought.

The forest flew by at a blur as she ran; the only thought in her mind was to get to the Alpha. She ran and ran hoping to catch the scent again as she saw the lights from the town growing dimmer. After what seemed like hours but was only thirty minutes she stopped behind a tree and listened intently to see if she was being pursued. Not hearing anything she allowed herself a moment to catch her breath. She felt a twinge in her groin and for a moment thought she was wetting her pants. In reality, her water had broken. One sniff and she knew she was in labor. 'Not now,' she cried inside. 'Just a little longer, please!' she pleaded silently into the air. She heard voices yelling behind her and she could tell they were getting closer. She looked down at her soaked pants and made a decision. Since her contractions had not started yet she began to run again, her body screaming in response. She gritted her teeth and forced her legs to carry her farther. She was slower but still running when a stabbing pain hit her and she stumbled, rolling to protect her stomach. Her contractions had started. "No, please! I need more time," she whispered to no one. She picked herself up again and continued to run, now just moving at a quick jog, the waves of pain of the muscle spasms hindering her from going any faster. She came to the edge of a crevasse and knew that under normal circumstances she could make it. Not now however, as she was in full labor, the contractions getting closer and closer. She knew that being a werewolf once the water broke she would have less than an hour before the pup would be born. She was unsure how much time had past since her water broke but she could tell it would not be much longer. She was going to give birth regardless of being chased or injured or not. Her eyes scanned the crevasse for a way down and she saw what looked like a cave or at the least an outcropping to protect her and with any luck give birth in. She heard a twig snap behind her and turned to see a pair of glowing eyes flash at her. She was about to jump when she saw it was a wolf, a real wolf. How a wolf got to be in California was not a thought that occurred to her. The moon moved out from the offending clouds and shone down on them both. She flashed her eyes at the wolf trying to convey she was no threat. The wolf sniffed in her direction and gave a small growl and dipped its head at her. Sounds of her pursuers broke their connection and they both looked up to see the beams of light from their flashlights and red laser sights on the bows moving closer. The wolf looked at her and gave a small 'woof' sound and turned running toward the men.

The female ducked behind a tree and squatted trying to not pass out from the pain in her groin. She watched as the wolf ran towards the men and when it had caught their attention, it turned and ran.

"She shifted!" "Get her!" "Follow her!" "Don't let her get away!" "How did she shift to a full wolf?" "Shut up and shoot!" The chaos of the wolf chase echoed through the forest as the wolf was leading them away from her and deeper into the woods.

"I don't believe it," she whispered and slid down the tree her back to it until she was fully seated against the tree. 'Thank you, Fenris!' she prayed silently, thanking him for sending her help. She covered her mouth to prevent a scream as a very strong contraction hit her. It was time, and the baby would no longer wait. She tore her pants off and got ready, biting into her own arm to keep from screaming as the birth began.

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