Author's Note: Sorry for the terrible smut because I cannot write smut, but I did warn you guys though lol. But the writing on the last few chapters seemed a little sloppy and I apologize. I really liked Chapter Thirty until I messed up the end so I'm sorry. But this chapter is a continuation of it and hopefully I redeem myself. And I plan on doing another chapter or so of The Beach Trip, I might even scrap the last chapter I wrote because it was written kind of poorly. I don't know, let me know what you think on the previous Beach Trip and let me know if you'd like me to rewrite it, scrap it, or just move on. Once again, thanks for reading!

After the nurses had taken their baby to the NICU and the nurse had finished fixing up Lydia, her doctor returned to explain what was going on. They had called their parents to let them know the baby was born. It was early in the morning and Cassidy had been picked up by Stiles' father and was already back at the new house with her and Lydia's mom was on her way to the hospital, driving all the way from Beacon Hills. Only twenty minutes had passed before she returned but it had felt like a lifetime.

"How are we feeling?" Lydia's doctor asked as she entered the room.

"I want to see my baby." She stated, ignoring the doctor's question. Stiles grabbed Lydia's hand to try and comfort her but it wasn't working.

"Well first I need to assess you. The faster you answer my questions the faster I can tell you what's going on."

"Okay." She whispered.

"So how are you feeling? Good?"

"I'm exhausted and sore."

"That's completely normal and to be expected." The doctor asked her a few more questions and checked her over to make sure the nurse had cleaned her up properly. The whole process only took about ten minutes but they just wanted to know if their baby was okay.

"So the baby is stabilized and hooked up to a breathing machine up in the NICU. He is only about four and half pounds though, so there is that to worry about as well."

"Oh my god." Lydia said, covering her mouth and letting the tears that had welled up fall down her cheeks.

"Is he going to be okay?" Stiles said, unsure really of what all she meant. He didn't have any clue what she was saying. They hadn't had to go through anything like this with Cassidy; she had been on time and a healthy baby with zero complication when she was born.

"He should be fine. This happens just about every day. He's small but he's a lot healthier than a lot of those babies in there. And I'm not just saying that. But we still have to monitor him and keep him on the breathing machine. He'll probably being here a few days after you leave too as well."

"When can I hold him?" Lydia asked in between tears.

"Well probably not for a while, maybe a few days."

"What…can I see him at least?" She asked almost begging.

"You aren't healed enough yet and you're exhausted. You need to get some rest first. I'm sorry." She replied giving a sympathetic smile. Lydia about lost it and reached for Stiles. He wrapped his arms around her best he could in the awkward position they were in, she gripped his tee shirt and cried hard into it for a few moments.

"When can I see him?" She whispered after wiping some tears off of her cheeks.

"We're going to wheel you up to a different room for you to settle into in a few minutes so that you can get some rest. Then once you sleep for a few hours we'll let you see him."

"So, today then?" She asked, a small amount of hope returning to her voice.

"Oh definitely, sweetie, just later okay. And once we get you settled your husband can go see him." She told Lydia who began to sob quietly.

"I won't go if you don't want me to." He whispered in her ear, as he reached to hug her again.

"No, I want you to go. Please go. So you can tell me that he's alright."

"You won't be able to hold him yet, but you can hold his hand and take a few pictures of him in the incubator." The doctor explained and Stiles nodded. "I'll be back in a few minutes, to get you to your new room."

"Are you sure you want me to go in there without you? I know you really want to see him." Stiles wanted to confirm she would be okay if he saw their baby after the doctor left.

"Yes it's okay if you go. One of us should get to see him." She told her husband as she tried to wipe off some more tears with a tissue. "But can you wait until my mom gets here so that she can stay in the room with me?"

"Of course baby." He said kissing the top of her head as she wrapped his arms around his torso the best she could.

"And can you take lots of pictures of him and tell him that I love him?" She asked as she mumbled into his chest.

"I can do that for you." He kissed her head and held her for a while until the doctor came back. They took her up to the new room, and then her mom came after a few minutes bringing a few things she had forgot to bring from home.

"Hey mom." Lydia said when she saw her mom come in the door.

"Hey baby, how are you doing." She asked hugging her daughter and putting down the bag she had.

"Holding up." She answered as her mother gave Stiles a quick hug.

"How is he doing?" Her mother asked with hesitation.

"He's only four and half pounds, and they have him hooked up to a breathing machine right now. They said he might be here a while." Stiles explained.

"Oh no, that's terrible."

"They said he's doing good though, compared to other babies they've seen in the NICU."

"Well that's good I suppose. Have you seen him yet?

"No." Lydia whispered, almost ashamed of it.

"Oh sweetie, I'm sorry."

"They said I can see him after I've rested, later today. But they said Stiles can go see him now."

"She wanted me to wait until you got here so she wouldn't be alone." He explained.

"Okay well…I'm here now. You should go see if you can see him." Her mother urged. "I'll take care of Lydia here. I'll get you all settled in here, brush your hair, make you feel a little more comfortable okay?"

"Alright mom." She answered before looking at Stiles. "Babe, you should try to go see him now."

"Okay Lyd, I'll take lots of pictures for you." He said kissing her lips and then her forehead and giving her hand a squeeze.

After Stiles left Lydia's mother helped her get her hair brushed, wiped her face free of post labor sweat and tears, and fluffed all of her pillows to help get her comfortable.

Stiles went out to the nurses' station and someone took him to NICU. The made him wash his hands a few times to be through.

"What's the baby's name?" One of the nurses working there asked.

"Oh…we haven't named him yet actually." He said, just now remembering.

"Well what's the last name?"

"Stilinski." He answered with no hesitation, looking behind the short nurse, trying to figure out where his son was.

"Oh right, born about an hour ago right?"

"Yep that's him." He smiled thinking about how now he was the father of two kids. Lydia's kids for that matter.

"Here he is. You can put your hands through the arm holes here if you want to." The nurse told him and showed him what she meant. Stiles immediately felt tears rush to his eyes seeing his son in the small, clear box.

"He's so small." He said reaching his hand into one of the arm holes and putting one of his fingers into his son's small hand. "Uh would you mind, taking a few pictures of me and him, so my wife can see?" He asked reaching in his pocket for his iPhone.

"Sure, no problem." She smiled sweetly and took the phone from him and snapped a few pictures of the father and son. "You can't stay real long, we have to make our rounds soon, but take your time." He took the phone from her, realizing it was early in the morning, when the day starts for most people.

"Alright." Stiles said nodding. He took a few more pictures of the baby and smiled at him for a while just longing to hold him for even moment. He couldn't even imagine how Lydia felt; she had only seen him from afar for a minute. "Hey, I got to go bud. But I'll be back. Hopefully, with Mommy next time." He felt a tear drop from his eye and he quickly wiped it away. "Be strong bud okay? I love you and so does your Mommy and we want you to get better."

"Did you see Cassidy?" Lydia asked her mom, who had stopped by the new house on her way to the hospital.

"No but John was awake when I stopped by he said she was good. She missed you last night."

"Maybe he can bring her in soon, so I can hold one of my babies." She sighed sadly.

"Well sweetie, you have to sleep first but I'll call him and let him know you want to see her. You really need to go to sleep."

"I will when Stiles gets back. I want to know if he's okay or not yet."

"Does he have a name yet?"

"No not yet." She answered as Stiles came back in the room, looking tired, sad, and happy all at the same time. "How is he?" She asked with concern as her husband kissed her forehead before collapsing into a chair.

"Small. Really, really small. But he was so perfect Lydia. He's got a little bit of brown hair and he's got a strong little grip." He smiled, remembering how perfect his baby was. "But you know he needs a name right?"

"I know, we'll figure that out after I sleep. What else was he like?" She felt so dumb; she was his mother and knew nothing about him.

"He was just so calm Lyd and he looks like both of us I think." He smirked and Lydia's mother smiled at how good of a man her son in law was to her daughter.

"Can we see pictures?" Her mom spoke up and asked.

"Oh yeah of course, I almost forgot." He laughed and took his phone out of his pocket and handed to Lydia who scrolled through, tearing up.

"He is really little." She said covering her mouth with one of her hands. "Are they sure he's going to be alright?"

"Yeah the nurse said he was doing really well."

"Knock, knock." A nurse said coming in to the room. "Sorry to interrupt but we were wondering if you were planning on breast feeding your baby?"

"Yeah of course."

"Well would you mind trying to pump before you go to sleep so if he gets hungry and you're asleep we can try to feed him?"

"Yeah, that's fine." She said, feeling tiredness creep around her.

"After this you can go right to sleep, I promise." Lydia pumped and felt embarrassed not being able to actually feed her newborn but she looked at pictures on Stiles' phone and had him hold her until she was done.

"Alright Lyd I'll see you when I wake up." Stiles said kissing his wife on the lips and walking over to his makeshift bed on the hospital room couch.

"Goodnight babe." She said closing her eyes, falling into a deep sleep.

AN: OMG who saw that trailer for the rest of the season from Comic Con? *dying*