It took Isaac getting taken away in a police car for Scott to realize how big of an issue he might have on his hands. He didn't even have time to think of a way to free Isaac before Derek pulled up to the school and said, "Get in."

"Are you serious?" Scott asked, annoyed. "You did that. This is your fault." He had had enough with Derek and all the problems he caused. While Scott was trying to get his life back to normal, well as normal as it could be when you're a 16 year old werewolf with a child on the way, Derek was screwing around taking troubled teens and leaving them worse off than before.

Derek looked down, and Scott could tell he was starting to realize how much he messed up. "I know that. Now, get in the car and help me." Same old Derek. Even when he's knows he's at fault he had the audacity to command instead of ask.

"No, I have a better idea. I'm gonna call a lawyer, because a lawyer might actually have a chance at getting him out before the moon comes out!" Scott yelled. Normally, Scott would have jumped in the car, but he couldn't keep going out and risking his life for others when Allison and his baby needed him.

"Not when they do a real search of the house."

"What do you mean?"

"Whatever Jackson said to the cops, what's in the house is worse." When Scott gave him a puzzled look, Derek emphasized, "A lot worse."

Derek leaned over and opened the door for Scott, who stood there debating what he should do. It's not Isaac's fault that Derek didn't properly prepare him for being a werewolf, so he shouldn't have to pay for what Derek's done to him. Scott took a deep breath, before swinging his backpack around and jumping into the car.

PRESENT DAY… 7 MONTHS OLD

"Come on, baby girl. You can do it. Crawl to mommy." Charlotte's concentrated look just made her all that more adorable as she stood on all fours and slowly crawled her way towards her mother. It took a little time, but she finally got to Allison's lap and smiled in delight at her achievement. Allison lifted her off the ground of her living room and gave her a bunch of loving kisses. "We gotta call daddy and tell him about the new trick his daughter picked up!"

Allison had been left alone yet again on a Saturday afternoon, so she moved her and Charlotte's usual set up to the living room. They had been working on crawling ever since Charlotte was able to lift herself off her tummy, but this was her first time being successful. Allison pulled up her Facetime and clicked on Scott. Once he finally answered, Charlotte's face lit up. She hadn't seen her daddy in a few days, and Allison didn't know if it was her inner werewolf or just the fact that she missed him, but she had been cranky ever since he left.

"GA GO," she squealed.

"Hello baby girl," said Scott in an adorable voice her reserved solely for her.

"Guess who finally started crawling?"

Scott's jaw dropped to the floor. "You didn't wait for me?" He asked in a fake disappointed tone. Charlotte smiled her signature, toothless smile. "Okay, I forgive you. Now, let daddy see your kickass moves."

"Scott! You can't say kickass in front of a baby," Allison scolded.

"Ally, it's not like she's going to be repeating me for a while," Scott said while laughing.

"Yeah, but we should start practicing now for when she's older. The doctor said she can start talking as early as ten months."

"No. She is never going to get any bigger than she is right now. I won't allow it."

PAST…

Scott and Derek waited till after dark when all of the investigators had gone home, before sneaking into Isaac's house to look for evidence. Scott walked in front, flashlight in hand, and asked, "If Isaac didn't kill his father, who did?"

"I don't know yet," was all Derek had to say in response.

Scott wasn't going to take that answer. He had a family to get back to and he didn't want to be wasting his time and possibly his life if they were just going to come to the same conclusion as the police.

"Then how do you know he's innocent?"

"Because I trust my senses. Like I can tell based on your smell that you are nervous and possibly keeping something from me." Derek placed his hand on Scott's shoulder and turned him around to face himself. "I can't have you here with me if you are going to keep something from me, so tell me what's going on."

Uh oh. Scott was not so sure he was ready to tell Derek Hale, the man who had saved his life, but also made it hell sometimes, that he was about to be a father.

Derek waited, raising his eyebrows as if to say, "Anytime now."

Oh, who was he kidding? Derek was going to find out eventually and it was much better coming from him than from anyone else.

"Okay I'll tell you, but you have to promise to keep it a secret. Nobody knows yet. Not even Stiles."

Derek started to look concerned, which was quite a new look for him. "Go on."

Scott stood still for a moment and used his senses to make sure no one was listening. Then he opened his mouth and said, "I got Allison pregnant."

Derek just stood there for while, completely still, staring at Scott. Then, after he digested the information, he slapped Scott on the back of the head and said, "You idiot! How could you get the daughter of family of werewolf hunters, pregnant with a werewolf baby?"

Scott backed up while rubbing his head, "Well when you put it like that…"

"She has to get rid of it," Derek said, plain and simply.

Scott looked at his feet. "We are. We're giving it up for adoption."

"No, I mean she has to get an abortion."

Scott raised his head back up and said defensively, "Hey, we are not going to do that to our child. Allison said she wanted to go through with the pregnancy and I fully support her."

Derek looked like he was about to gouge Scott's eyes out, making Scott wish they weren't alone in an abandoned house. "Can't you see? It doesn't matter, because if Allison's family finds out she's carrying a werewolf, they will never let your child see the light of day."

"Allison's father has let me live and I'm not even related to him."

"I'm not talking about her father. I'm talking about her mother, her grandfather, and her aunt who did what? Oh yeah, BURNT MY ENTIRE FAMILY TO THE GROUND!"

"Well, they won't hurt my family, because they don't know I'm the father. They think it's some guy's Allison met at a bar one night."

Derek gritted his teeth and took a deep breath. He then took his flashlight and shoved it into Scott's chest, waving a finger in his face. "Look at me." Scott gulped before looking Derek straight in the eye. "When they find out and they will find out, don't come crying to me when they destroy you and everyone you love." He then turned and walked away, leaving Scott staring at a blank wall, praying that Derek was wrong.

PRESENT DAY…

"Come on, you can do it. Crawl to daddy," Charlotte was tired, but that didn't stop her from showing off her knew moves to her dad over Facetime. "Wahoo! Good job, baby girl." Charlotte crawled over the keyboard and put her fingers on Scott's eyes, pouting. "What's wrong sweetie?" Scott asked, concerned.

Allison scooted up behind Charlotte. "I think she wants to see your eyes."

"My eyes?"

"You know, your other eyes."

"Oh, well of course. Anything for my girl." Scott closed his brown eyes and concentrated. Then a few moments later, opened them again to reveal bright golden ones. Charlotte squealed as she scrunched up her nose. Suddenly, out of nowhere, she blinked, and her eyes changed from hazel to match her father's. Both Allison and Scott were shocked, not knowing that their daughter could control her changes. Scott smiled and then shifted more until his face was covered in hair and his fangs were out. Charlotte let out the most adorable baby laugh before scaring the daylights out of both her parents and turning into a full-blown baby wolf.

Scott's smile dropped from his face. "Oh my Gosh."

Allison was about to do something when she heard a noise from the foyer. "Allison, were back," yelled her mother.

"Oh my Gosh."