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: I'm back after a lengthy hiatus. Life has just gotten in the way. Too much work and not enough play. Coupled with moving and more travelling, I am trying to get back into things. So, assuming anyone is still reading, thank you, and please review/comment.

Thank you to everyone who alerted, reviewed, or commented. I hope there aren't too many errors.

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Chapter 7

(Cont'. from Chapter 6: 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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Derek bolted up from the bed and raced to the window, his ears and eyes trained out across the woods that encompassed what comprised his family and pack's lands. He heard, in the distance, shouts and growling. He cried out to his pack, "Stiles! Everyone! Wake up! We have intruders in our territory!"

Running was heard from across the house as the pack descended on the Alpha pair's room. Scott, Ted, Jackson, and Danny were at the now thrown open door, each shifted into their beta states. Stiles jumped from the bed and shifted next to Derek looking back at the pack and at his mate. "What is it? Can you hear them?," he asked.

"I heard a howl, a wolf howl, and then shouting, and it's getting closer," Derek replied.

"I didn't hear any werewolf," Stiles said curiously.

"No, Stiles," Derek huffed. "A wolf. Not a werewolf, a wolf."

"But there haven't been any wolves in California since the early 1900s I think," exclaimed Scott. The rest of the pack all nodded in unison looking like a row of bobble heads once again.

Derek wiped his face with his hand. "I know, Captain Obvious. Now do you see why this is strange? Plus the shouting, and the…" Derek's voice trailed off as he turned again to the window closing his eyes and turning his head from side to side listening.

"Derek…" Stiles started but was cut off with a hand shot in to the air to stop him.

"Everyone be quiet," Derek stated gruffly. He listened for a few more moments, and the pack crept toward him and the window preening to hear what their Alpha heard."

"I smell…" Jackson started…

"Vampires," finished Stiles.

Derek whirled around, his eyes glowing red. "Stiles, Scott, Ted, you come with me. Jackson, Danny, you start lockdown and keep guard. If they come to the house we will be hot on their tails, so be ready." Then he darted out the door, clothes falling away as he shifted. Stiles, Ted, and Scott ran after him, down the stairs and out into the night.

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The female clenched her teeth as she looked up at the moon. It wasn't supposed to be so soon, just a week away from the full moon – a blue moon. A wave of nausea hit here as her contractions became stronger and more rapid. She knew it was just a matter of minutes now. She could just barely hear the sounds of the hunting party that was chasing her being led away by the wolf. She cried out, unable to stop herself, as another contraction hit. She hoped that no one and nothing had heard her. She felt the need to push and her breathing was rapid, the silver coursing through her system. She steadied herself and leaned forward slightly, her legs apart and pushed. She bit down into her own arm to keep from crying out, fearing she might alert the chasers. After what seemed like an hour but was only 10 minutes, she reached down to scoop the wet infant from the soft grass beneath the tree. She bit the cord and held the baby downward, it's head toward the ground and it cried out. "Thank Fenris, little one. You're all right." Tears were streaming down her face now, happy tears, but sad ones too at the thought of her mate… her baby's father. She quickly removed her tattered shirt and used that to clean the infant and swaddle him. She held him to her chest. Tears started anew when she realized she wouldn't be able to suckle him. There was too much damage to her and with the silver in her system she couldn't risk it. She knew he was only half wolf but she wasn't sure what it might do. She felt another pressure in her groin and removed the afterbirth. She looked at it in horror – the half that was attached to her was turning black. "Damn," she cried. There was more than silver dust in her system. When the moonlight hit the afterbirth she saw a small wisp of blue smoke. Wolfsbane – she was not going to make it.

"I'm sorry," she cried, wiping her little boy's face. "I won't be here to see you grow up and take vengeance on those who did this to us… to you." She sobbed quietly, cradling her newborn against her.

She heard running in the distance and knew she must get out fast. She was oin another pack's territory; she could smell that. She must seek their help. She gathered up her clothes and slung the infant against her and ran into the direction of the smells that told her an Alpha was present.

She ran as quickly as she could, feeling her legs growing wet with blood. She wasn't healing from the birth. She looked and her heart panged when she saw the blood was mostly black, streaked with red. She didn't have much time. She quickened her pace as her nose led her to the strongest scent of a pack now.

She continued on as she saw the outline of a house against the backdrop of the moon. She stopped and took a deep breath. Wolves, no humans, and an alpha pair. She sighed softly to herself, "Good," she thought, "they can help. Perhaps she can help me." As she got closer, she saw metal shutters closing over all the windows and doors, sealing off all the light. "NO!" she cried out. "I need help, please!" She knew it was a risk, but she needed help and her baby needed food. "Help, me please! I'm one of you!" As she reached the steps of the house, she felt her heart shudder. She knew this was it. Silent tears ran from her tired eyes, streaking her face and making small little sparkles in the moonlight. "I'm sorry, little one. I will always love you. Your father and I will watch over and protect you." She gently set the baby boy on the top step and adjusted the clothes he was wrapped in. Her breath caught in her throat. She heard noise inside but didn't think they were going to help. Her vision went blurry and she felt her arms getting heavy. She felt tired and her heartbeat was slowing quickly. She laid her head next to her baby. "Please help him," she cried out. With her dying breath, she howled. It was a mournful howl that wolves cry out in time of sadness and death. As the howl faded from her throat, her eyes closed and a small smile fell on her face as she touched her baby one last time. Her heart beat for the final time. With the last thump, she grew still. There was no sound. Suddenly there was a loud wail. A wail that makes your heart race and your blood run still. The little boy wailed at the loss of its mother, feeling her grow cold against him.

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As the pack ran towards the intruders, they all stopped when they heard the howl. They knew it wasn't Danny or Jackson. It was the cry of utter despair and sadness that on an instinctual level they all knew. They looked at Derek who had stopped but still in Alpha form. "What the hell was that?" asked Stiles.

"I don't know, but it wasn't one of ours. It was a female." He took in three very large breaths sampling the air for answers. "She's pregnant from what I smell."

"You mean she was," said Scott softly. They all looked at him. They too knew that cry meant she was dying, and most likely already died.

Derek looked at Stiles, who just gave him a sympathetic look in return. Stiles looked at Scott and nodded. Scott half-smiled and looked at his mate. "It's okay, sweetheart. You be careful and I'll see you back at the house," he said softly taking his mate's hand in his.

Scott's pocket vibrated. It was from Danny. He read the message and looked at the three expectant faces looking at him. "It was a female – pregnant. She's been shot, and is dead, but…" He paused, swallowing. "The baby's not." He looked at Derek who just motioned him to leave. He gave Ted a quick peck on the cheek and raced off on all fours in the direction of the pack house.

"Come on you two, let's find out what's going on. I have a feeling the intruders have something to do with the dead woman," said Derek. They all three took off again following the scent and sounds of the vampires chasing the timber wolf.

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Danny heard the shuffling and the cries of the woman on their porch. To ensure it wasn't a ruse, he had Jackson pull up the surveillance cameras that covered the porch and the front of the house. He saw the female wolf, covered in black blood, lying on top of what looked like a pile of clothes. He felt his blood run cold when they heard her howl knowing it was a death cry. Jackson quickly surveyed all the footage from the 360-degree view they had with night-vision cameras.

"Danny, it's clear," he yelled. "Are you sure?" He looked at his mate who was entering the code to open the front shutter over the door.

"No," he replied nervously, catching Jackson's eye. "But we have to help her." Just then they heard the baby's wailing. Their eyes shot up and they raced to get outside, both shifted and claws out ready to strike. As the shuttered retracted and they kicked out to open the door, they ducked in case there was anything coming at them. Hearing and seeing nothing other than the screaming infant, they peeked out and seeing the coast was clear, Danny darted to the body of the female slumped over the child. When the child saw Danny's face, he stopped wailing and grew still. Jackson reached out and could tell the female was deceased. He looked at Danny with chagrin and nodded his head with a silent "No," on his lips. Danny scooped the baby and the blood and mud soaked clothes into his arms. The baby didn't make a sound at first. The baby then made a noise and waved and arm. Its scent was caught by the two young wolves.

Jackson spoke, almost in disbelief. "Vampire?" he queried. He looked at his mate who shrugged. He peeked into the bundle in Danny's arms and locked eyes with the baby boy. The baby flashed its eyes at Jackson then at Danny. "What the fuck?," he asked outloud.

Danny just shrugged, and shifted back to human and the baby stopped flashing its eyes. "Holy shit," he said. "Look at its mouth," he exclaimed.

Jackson looked down and saw what looked like two tiny fangs just barely poking out from the upper gums. "Shit, look!," yelped Jackson as he saw the cord still attached to the baby's stomach. "He's brand new!" He paused for a few more beats. "Do you think he's a hybrid like Derek spoke about?"

"Well, he smells like a vampire, but his eyes flash like a wolf, and if the blood on that woman there is indication, she's the mother, and she's a wolf. They saw a small puff of blue smoke from her chest. "Hunters," they said in unison. Danny took the baby inside while Jackson dragged the female into the house, both of them eyes darting about scanning for any sign of the attackers.

Jackson gently placed the body of the woman on the entryway rug, and quickly fetched a sheet from the downstairs linen closet to cover her. "Don't worry," he whispered to her still form, before draping the sheet over her tear-stained face. "We won't let anything happen to him. You have our promise."

"Jackson, we don't even know it's hers. Why would you go and say something like that?" Danny asked incredulously.

Jackson walked over to his mate who was holding the infant in his arms. He placed his hand on Danny's shoulder. "Danny, I just have a feeling. I mean, look, it has been two weeks to the day."

Danny's face was blank with confusion, then the revelation showed across the same blank face. "Holy shit, what that vampire lightsaber thingy message said…" He felt his heartbeat quicken as he recalled what he was told:

'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.'

They looked at each other as understanding washed over them. Danny looked down at the squirming baby in his arms. 'Entity of their union' he thought seeing the baby boy smile and flash his eyes. He smiled in response. He looked at the sheet-covered body of the mother – 'ultimate sacrifice' – indeed.

"Jackson, take my phone from my pocket and text Scott as he still had pants on when he left. Tell him what's going on. Then scan for hunters. Then call Deaton."

Jackson cocked his head at Danny. "Deaton, why? She's already dead."

Danny raised and eyebrow and smirked. He replied in a bad impersonation voice "Lawzy, we got to have a doctor. I don't know nothin' 'bout birthin' babies."

Jackson rolled his eyes. "Really? Prissy from 'Gone With The Wind'? And the baby's already here."

Danny flashed him a shit-eating grin. "I knew you would get it." He laughed as Jackson reached into his pocket for the phone, and winked.

Jackson kissed him softly and looked at the smiling baby in his mate's arms. "He thinks he's funny, doesn't he? Yes, he does. We know better, don't we?" he cooed smiling at the flashing eyes looking back at him.

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