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The Strongest Feelings
Chapter 8
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Stiles stared down at his stomach, it was…getting bigger and hard. It wasn't normal in any sense in his mind, yet there it was, staring him in the face like a gun. He was pregnant after two full nights of serious sex…or as Derek called it 'fucking'. Sigh…he worked so hard at saying sex, and just one full moon and now he says the F word again…
It had been over three months since that happened and now he had to come up with a plan to leave his father behind for the rest of his pregnancy until the baby was due, but how? Stiles bit his nails as he went into the close to get dressed. When he came out Derek was at the skin shaving his beard which had grown out quite a bit.
"Have you thought of anything to tell him? Because I haven't and I'm getting worried. Maybe I should…just…just tell him, you know?" Stiles said quickly as he started to mess with the tube of toothpaste on the counter.
"Don't worry we'll figure it out." Derek said calmly as he shaved.
"I don't know what to tell him!" Stiles yelled and Derek turned to him.
"Relax, you don't want the baby to get stressed out." Derek said, his eyes zeroing in on Stiles' little baby bump.
"Ha, the baby…" Stiles threw his hands up and walked out the bathroom. He was feeling more emotional than normal and wanted a chocolate bar. Downstairs in the kitchen sat Isaac, the new edition to the inside of the house. Before Derek made him stay outside, wherever that was. He never shared details, but now here was Isaac…eating his chocolate!
"YOU DIDN'T EAT IT ALL DID YOU?" Stiles asked pushing the teenager out of the way to grab the bar from him.
"No, no! I just took a nibble!" Isaac said standing up quickly to let Stiles sit.
"God, I'm so stressed out. We haven't come up with any ideas on how to tell my dad that I'll be leaving for a while…"
"Why not…just tell him you're going to another country to adopt a baby?" Isaac said and Stiles' chocolate almost dropped from his mouth…almost. But the creamy chocolate sweetness was saved by his hand.
"That's a great idea, how come I didn't think of that!" Stiles said with wide eyes at Isaac.
"I don't know…stress?" Isaac chuckled a little lightening the mood as Derek came downstairs.
"What's so funny?" The werewolf asked.
"We're going to tell him we're adopting a baby from another country and we'll be gone for a while!" Stiles said with a huge smile. "Isaac is a genius!"
The teen smirked but Derek frowned at the Omega. "Don't know about all that…" Derek opened the fridge and pulled out some leftovers from the night before.
"Don't listen to him, Isaac!" Stiles said and slapped the kid on his back.
"When do you want to tell him?" Derek asked. "It's pretty hot out to keep wearing a hoodie every day."
"Yeah, probably as soon as possible…" Stiles said finishing his chocolate just as there was a knock on the door. Everyone looked at one another, but in the end it was Isaac who went to answer the door. He didn't mind, he felt like he had to make himself a little more useful to Derek to get on his good side more. When he opened the door Scott was standing there.
"Hey Scott." Isaac said with a small smile.
"Hey, is Stiles here?" Scott asked and Isaac ushered him in.
"Yeah, he's in the kitchen with Derek."
The pair walked in together and the best friends bumped fists before Scott sat down across from him. "I have good news and bad news, which do you want first?" Stiles asked.
"The bad." Scott said concerned.
"Isaac and I just came up with a great plan which will mean Derek and I will have to leave for a while…until we have the baby. I'm beginning to show and I can't keep hiding from it from my dad…and everyone else. He keeps asking me if I'm moving around enough…it's his way of saying I'm getting kind of fat." Stiles huffed.
"Whoa, for how long?" Scott asked.
"Just until the baby, so five, six months." The teen said to his friend.
"Geez, what are you going to tell your dad?" Scott asked.
Stiles told him the plan.
"Where will you really be?"
"That's the good news! I'll be in town or somewhere close because we need to be near Dr. Deaton." Stiles said and Scott nodded just as plate of food was dropped in front of him. He flinched a little and looked up at Derek.
"I'll just move over…haha…" Scott said getting ready to move.
"No." Derek said. "Eat it."
The two stared at each other for a moment before Scott shifted his eyes away from Derek's.
"Are you….sure?" Scott asked, but Derek didn't reply. Instead he went back to cooking so Scott picked up the fork, and while staring at Stiles took a bite of the food. It was delicious…?
"I think it's a peace offering." Stiles whispered and Scott nodded as he continued to eat.
"It's…really good. Wow." Scott said through bites.
"So that means that you and Isaac have to look after the house while we are gone…" Stiles began again. "Nothing major or anything."
"Not a problem!" Isaac said with a small grin.
"We're going to party it up!" Scott said high fiving the teen.
"No parties." Derek barked. "No people over. If I find an unfamiliar scent in this house when I return both of you will be taking dirt naps or worse."
"What's worse than death?" Isaac asked and Derek snarled.
Both boys nodded quickly and Derek turned back to the stove.
"So when do you leave?" Scott asked.
"I don't know…soon…maybe?" Stiles said scratching the back of his head. "Derek and I haven't actually talked about this fully, haha…"
"Well, don't sweat it you can count on me…and Isaac." Scott said confidently.
"That's what I'm afraid of…" Derek said leaving the kitchen to the teens as he went to go eat in the den.
After breakfast was over Stiles hopped in his jeep with Scott and headed over to his house across town. When he pulled up to the front of the house his father's car was parked out front, which met he was home today surprisingly. I thought I was going to have to wait a while…
Stiles took a deep breath.
"You okay?" Scott asked.
"Yeah…I just wish I didn't have to hide all of this from him. He wants me to be all open with him and I can't even tell him about the weird supernatural life I live and married."
"I can't tell my mom either…and it was…really, really, really hard at first. She almost caught me a few times. So if I can do this, you can do this too, man. Don't think too hard about it."
"Yeah…you're right." Stiles took another deep breath before he opened his car door and got out. The two teens knocked on the front door and when Sheriff Stilinski opened the door he was a little shocked.
"Hey! I wasn't expecting you here today!" He said ushering them in. "How's your day going, guys!"
"Alright, how about yourself?" Scott asked as they sat down in the living room.
"Pretty good, can't complain, I had pork chops last night."
"Dad!" Stiles scowled.
"I can only endure so much, son. I bought Kale yesterday and I have your recipe for it so don't worry. What did you guys come here for anyway? Checking up on me? Haha."
Stiles cleared this throat ready to spin his story as best he could. "Actually I just came here to tell you that Derek and I think we want to go on a honeymoon finally. So we'll be gone for a while."
"Where are you going and for how long?"
"Just a few months…we're planning on going overseas…Derek…has connections there."
Sheriff Stilinski sat back a little. "Connections, huh? I thought all of his family was dead."
"They're…business connections." Stiles smiled.
"Well…you're married now, so I can't stop you. You'll call right?"
"Oh yeah, all the time!"
"And what about Scott? Are you going?"
"Oh, no, no!" Scott said with a grin. "I'm just watching the house and working here. I have my own thing I'm doing with Allison too."
The sheriff scratched the scruff under his chin.
"What?" Stiles asked.
"You seem nervous."
"I'm not nervous."
"uh-huh."
"Actually…" Stiles got ready to tell the bigger part of his lies. "We are…planning…while on vacation…and trust me we've thought about this a lot! We have papers, and looked at sites, and searched for some of the best places to look for-"
"While you're gone you're going to adopt aren't you?" The sheriff finally asked, cutting his long winded son off.
Stiles stared blankly at his father. "Yeah, how'd you know?"
The sheriff just shook his head. "What country?"
"We haven't decided yet…"
"I think Africa or Asia would be good." The Mr. Stilinski thought out loud.
"We thought about those…" Stiles bit his lip. Sorry dad but this kid is going to end up looking a whole lot more like you then anything else…maybe it'll have Derek's nose…or eyes…mouth would be great too…
"And this is what you're sure about? Adoption isn't like getting a pet fish or a dog, Stiles."
"Derek and I have talked about it, we are sure."
Sheriff Stilinski turned to Scott. "Did you know about this?"
"Not until very recently." Scott replied honestly.
"We were keeping it on the low in case things didn't work out…but hey, so far so good!"
"What about school?" Stiles' father asked.
"After the kid is old enough I'll go back if that is what you want."
"I would like that…and where is Derek? I feel like he should be here to have this conversation instead of Scott, no offence."
"None taken!" Scott said quickly.
"He's busy at work, and staying out of trouble like you ask of him. He's really great, he cooks, he cleans, he works out…" And I really couldn't ask for anything better…
"Alright, and Stiles." The sheriff said.
"Yeah?"
"Have you seen anything weird over there near Highway 47?"
"Nothing beyond the freaky supernatural usual." Stiles laughed lightly.
"Haha, but I got another call."
"Really?" Stiles perked up. "Nothing…actually supernatural, right? Haha…"
"I'm not sure, they caller didn't give us much information and when we got there, there wasn't anything we could see…except for animal sounds."
Stiles did remember hearing howling last night, it could have been that…
"I haven't heard anything, but if I do you're the first person I'll tell!" Stiles quickly said. "But we should be going now. We've got vacation stuff to get and maybe baby shopping!" Stiles grin cheerfully. He was a little sad about lying to his father again, but it would be better than telling him his son-in-law was a werewolf and he was having a baby.
The sheriff stood with his son and Scott. "Alright… I won't keep you two long then."
Stiles hugged his father. "I'll stop by tomorrow and drop of some healthier food."
"Jesus."
"See you later, Mr. Stilinski!" Scott called as they walked out.
Once inside the jeep Stiles rested his head on the stirring wheel.
"You okay?"
"No…well…yeah." Stiles grinned. "I'm happy my dad knows he's going to be a grandfather…and I'm going to be a dad. I just wish I could tell him the truth. He'd the only person…" Stiles shook his head and started to engine. "Whatever."
They pulled out headed toward Highway 47.
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Derek watched as Stiles sat on his suitcase and tried to zip it up. He didn't want to fold any of his clothes, and therefore the case was impossible to close.
"I don't see why you just didn't fold them." Derek said watching his mate struggle.
"Because I'm still a man!"
"That has nothing to do with being a man."
"Shut up!" Stiles huffed as he continued to pull the zipper around.
Today they were actually planning on taking a trip for a while out of boring Beacon Hills. At first Derek didn't want to do it, he wanted Stiles to be as close to Dr. Deaton, but after going to the doctor three times in the past week Derek was finally willing to allow them to go somewhere for an actual honeymoon. Also this made the honeymoon part of Stiles' lie true, which brought down his worries.
"Do you want me to help?"
"No!" Stiles said 3/4ths of the way there.
"Alright." Derek said still watching his mate struggle. It was kind of funny and kind of pathetic at the same time.
Just when Stiles was about to give up and admit defeat he finally managed to pull the zipper to the end of the suitcase. With a big smile he turned to his husband with a smirk on his face.
"Done."
"Bravo." Derek said looking over Stile's body.
"What?"
"You look nice today."
Stiles looked down at himself. He was wearing a video game T-shirt, dark wash jeans, and a jacket…all of which he'd owned for several years…I'm pretty sure he's seen me in all of this before.
"T-thanks?" Stiles said with a small grin. I'll take a compliment none the less.
Derek reached over and pulled Stiles from his position on the floor to on the bed and on top of himself. He then pressed his mate's head to his chest and just held him like that for a while.
After Derek had managed, with two days of business, to get Stiles' pregnant all he wanted to do now was cuddle him…or maybe just tell him how nice he looked all the time, because he did. More than anything he, to him, seemed to be glowing.
"Cuddle time, huh?" Stiles said.
"You seem to like it better than fuck time." Derek mumbled. "Sex time…"
"Shut up." Stiles mumbled back and closed his eyes. Packing was done, but when they were leaving for and where was still up in the air as far as they were concerned at that moment. The two stayed tangled in each other's arms for quite a while until finally, and with much disappointment, Stiles pulled away.
"I have to go to the bathroom." Stiles said sliding out of bed. Once he relived himself and returned to the room Derek was by the door with the suitcases.
"Ready?" Derek asked.
"As ready as I can be." Stiles said reaching for his bag, but Derek pulled it away from him. "What?"
"You shouldn't lift anything heavy."
"I'm pregnant, not incompetent!"
"Doesn't matter." Derek said taking both the bags and carrying them downstairs. Isaac came out from the den to great the two on their journey off.
"You've been living with us for more than four months," Derek started, "So I want you to act like you know what to do once we're gone."
"I will!" Isaac said with a grin.
Derek stared at him, his eyes cold and angry. Isaac dropped his eyes to the floor.
"Say it." Derek demanded.
"No parties, no drinking, no people, unless it's Scott to help me in case of danger or if you call." Isaac said quickly.
Derek nodded and turned to his mate who was staring at him with disapproval, but dismissed it. He knew he wasn't going to get through Derek's tough guy act, which was a part of him when he was around people just like how sweet he was when he was around him.
"I'll be in the car. Bye Isaac!" Stiles said with a wave and grin before he left out the house. Derek glared at the teen once more before pulling the cases outside and slamming the door shut. "Come on, Sourwolf, I'm sure you've scared him enough!" Stiles called over his shoulder.
Stiles hopped into the SUV and waited as Derek put the luggage in the back and got in the driver's seat.
"Hey Derek…you haven't noticed anything weird around here, have you?" Stiles asked casually as they started down the road.
"No, like what?"
"Animals…noises…supernatural beings besides the normal fair?"
Derek sideways glanced at his mate. "No."
"My dad said he's been getting a few calls out here."
"It might have been Isaac…or even us training."
"Maybe…speaking of training is Scott in or out of our group thing because I'm still confused on that?"
"Stiles."
"And I know you want to wait until whatever and a day, but if you don't train him how is he supposed to fight or protect or whatever?"
"Stiles…"
"Not that I'm against my buddy not fighting because believe me I don't want to be a part of it or him-"
"STILES! Nothing is going to happen to Scott, and whatever your dad heard is probably nothing."
"Well…it was more of a call to the station, but whatever…" Stiles stared out the window.
"Don't pout."
"I'm not pouting."
"Yes, yes you are."
Stiles opened his mouth to say something witty, or smart, even clever, but nothing came out so he just closed it and looked out the window more. Where ever they were going he wanted to get there quick instead of having to combat each other's point of views of the world or whatever they were talking about…Stiles internally sighed. Honeymoon.
I want it.
A Honeymoon.
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They drove for what felt like hours until Stiles had no choice but to fall asleep. When he woke up it was dusk out and he could hear the sound of water? Slowly he sat up and noticed the car was parked and Derek was gone. He panicked for a moment and unbuckled his seatbelt, getting slightly tangled in the process as he hopped out the car.
Soon as he turned around he stood shocked for a moment. They were on the beach.
But where is…OH!
Derek was less than five feet from the back of the SUV looking at the waves as they softly crashed against the sand.
"Glad you're awake." Derek said not turning his head.
Stiles grin and slowly walked up beside him, wrapping his arm around Derek's waist.
"I should have packed swimming trucks." Stiles said looking at the view.
"You don't need those once the sun sets." Derek said looking down at Stiles with a grin. Stiles felt awkwardness wash over him. Skinny dipping? Is that what this is all about? He just wants to see my junk, I knew it. Oh, wait…I can't get in the water right now…I…ugguuggughhh…
Stiles' face scrunched up.
"Not the reaction I was expecting." Derek said taking his arm and putting it around Stiles to pull him closer.
"…You don't think my stomach looks weird, huh?"
"Nope."
"And you don't mind my chest?"
"Nope."
Stiles nodded. Good enough for him he guessed.
"Why would I not like it after all this time, Stiles?" Derek asked. "I don't like your scars, I'll admit that, but I don't think they take anything away from you."
"Just…it's different in the bed…or car…or forest than the water…we're just...out in the open!"
Derek shrugged. "Better get use to it." Derek put his hand on the nape of Stiles' neck and started to walk him forward onto the sand.
"You're so pushy." Stiles mumbled.
"Shirt off."
"Case in point!" Stiles said shaking his head, but took his shirt off none the less. Derek did the same and soon the two of them were at the water's edge; letting the cool water rise over their feet.
Stiles' mumbled something so low Derek couldn't hear him. "What?" The older man asked.
"LAST ONE IN IS A ROTTEN EGG!" Stiles yelled and ran into the water, his earlier insecurities pushed to the back of his mind as best as he could do it.
Derek smiled and laughed, following his mate in at a slower pace. When Stiles was at a good depth he turned around was surprised to find Derek was directly behind him.
He's just as good in water as he is on land.
Derek wrapped his hands around Stiles and kissed him. His eyes traveled in the dim light over Stiles' body, from his wet brown hair to his lovely neck, and his chest which still contained the scars from night terrors past. And just below the water was something Derek couldn't help but fall weak at the sight of, his own creation awaiting in his mate's belly. His unborn child still and alive in its womb.
"I love you so much." Derek said kissing Stiles' lips, it was almost desperate. "I love you…I love you…"
"I love you too!" Stiles moaned in between kisses.
"How long can you hold your breath?" Derek asked after a moment.
"Pretty long." Stiles replied. He was about to talk about his time on the swim team in middle school but before he could Derek and him were underwater, their bodies entangled in each other's and water kisses given to each of their lips.
This was a great start to their honeymoon.
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Whooo! Stiles is having a baby and Derek is completely in love with his mate more than usual. It's all about the glow~
I hope all of you enjoyed this chapter, and also I'm sorry I took so long to upload this! I'm in the middle of finals week and it's all very stressful.
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