Alex cringed, drool seeped from her mouth as she held her head over the bowl resting in her mother's hands. Her eyes watered whilst she groaned and wiped the remaining bile from her lips before coughing and wrenching again. Harper scooped Alex's hair out of her face, grimacing at the sight of the vomit pooling in the base of the bowl.

"Finished yet?"

"No, wait." Alex seized onto the bowl and made a noise that could only be described as demonic, "Oh god, ugh. " She could only slouch into her mother's arms, panting with the bowl placed in between them both.

"Is this because of the whole wizard, werewolf baby thing?" Harper asked collecting more of Alex's hair and soothingly rubbing her back.

"No," Theresa gave a light sigh, "this is because of the whole being pregnant and in labour thing. Believe me, I know. When I was pregnant with Alex I was sick through all three trimesters, and then for the first six hours of labour. I had to wait for the vomiting to stop before Jerry would even consider calling a cab to the hospital, it's why he wanted to push me there in a shopping cart, he didn't want to risk paying to have the cab cleaned!"

"Great…" Alex coughed before sitting up and cleaning the involuntary tears that had streamed down her face. "I think I'm done," she announced, the life-force creeping back into her as the relief of having an empty stomach overwhelmed her.

"Feel better Mija?"

"A little, where's Mason?"

"I just seen him talking with Justin and Max." Alex's eyes moved with vigilance and her hands clenched by subconscious demand, turning to the door she saw her father looking meek. He crept in through the doorway, he seemed apprehensive although that was only obvious to Alex as she shared the feeling. "I just thought I'd come see how things were going."

Alex stayed silent, her stomach fluttering in anticipation. Theresa looked between the pair and gestured to Harper, "I need to get rid of this," she nodded to the bowl, "can you help me please?"

Harper nodded and they both left the room, Alex looking after them longingly as the door closed behind them. She glimpsed at her father, he wavered in his spot and looked down at his feet with his hands buried deep into his pockets. Pulling her knees up to her chest, Alex concealed her stomach and after a brief pause Jerry finally asked, "so, how are you feeling sweetie?"

Alex silently shrugged and aimed her vision towards the floor, Jerry was steeped in guilt seeing her sat in the hospital bed. She looked so small, so fragile. "I'm sorry for walking out earlier," Alex peered back up at her dad as he spoke, "I shouldn't have acted like that. I'm so sorry honey."

"I'm sorry for all of this too," Alex scoffed.

Rushing to her side, Jerry shrouded Alex in his arms. He wanted to squeeze her tightly, although he felt wary, needing to be overly cautious not to add hurt to hurt her frail form. But Alex submerged herself into his embrace and encouraged Jerry to snuggle in, "You've got nothing too be sorry for honey." His arms squeezed a fraction tighter and Alex's breathing relaxed, her body melting into her dad as every muscle lost its tension, "these things happen, if they didn't, we wouldn't have Max…"

Chuckling at her dads remark Alex gave a small whimper, "it wasn't supposed to happen yet though…"

Once again Jerry's emotions turn jagged and his insides pulled at the sight of Alex's trembling lip, "it's okay Alex, I know this isn't what you planned right now. But it's okay to be scared. I have a twenty-two, nineteen and a seventeen-year-old and I still get scared. I still don't know what I'm doing, no parent does.

"But I've messed up so many times, what if I mess this up too?"

"You won't!"

"But Dad, can you honestly say I'm maternal? I mean, do you really imagine me having a kid?"

"I've always thought you'd have kids, I can picture all three of you with your own families one day."

"Yeah, one day, but not today!" Launching herself back on to her pillow Alex concealed her face in her hands and whimpered softly, tugging at her father's heart strings.

"If it's any consolation honey, you used to love looking after your dolls."

"Yeah, when I was six. Then Grandma Maggie got me my first skateboard, and I decided to ride over the dolls head."

"I forgot about that…" Jerry chuckled, "but hey, you didn't hear this from me, but when Justin was born I'd only just turned twenty-two. Your mom was still only twenty-one years old. We were fresh out of college, and we didn't know what we were doing either.

"That's not hard to work out dad considering you and Mom got married when you were 21 and Mom's bouquet is hiding her stomach in all of your wedding pictures."

Jerry winced, "That obvious huh?"

"We're not stupid dad. Justin's birthday is literally 5 months after your anniversary."

"But you see, my point is you're not alone. You're not the first young mom and you won't be the last." Alex clenched her jaw and sat silently, Jerry could see the glisten of tears consuming her eyes and it made his heart ache. "Listen honey, I'm really sorry for walking out earlier, it wasn't because I was mad. It was because I was scared. I don't like seeing you in pain, and then hearing about what's going on and what might happen it just scared me even more. You might be grown up, but your still my baby girl, you always will be.

Some tears had escaped and dropped down Alex's cheek, "but what if I can't do this?"

"We'll be here to help."

"But you and Mom were living together and then married. Yeah, Mason and I are planning to move in together, but we haven't found an apartment yet."

"You guys can stay with us until you find one, or for as long as you like! Then we can all be on hand to help with the baby."

Alex bit her lip, the tears began to fall faster, "But what if Mason doesn't want this?" She blubbered, "he said he'd be there for me, but apart of me thinks he's saying that because he felt he had to. Like it was the right thing to do, and I don't want to force him to have a life he doesn't really want."

Jerry's eyes wandered and his whole body tensed, the mere thought of his daughter being abandoned infuriated him. He took a moment to compose himself, "look Alex, I like Mason." He started, "he's a great guy and he thinks the world of you, which is all I could ever ask for, but this isn't about him. The real question is, is this what you want?" Alex stayed silent, the tears still trailing down from her cheeks to her chin. "I know how scary it is becoming a parent, the fear of the unknown, and all of the responsibility. It's terrifying."

Alex looked to her father, "that's what I mean, what if I can't do this? What if I'm not responsible enough, you tell me all the time how immature and selfish I can be."

A lump formed in Jerry's throat, "and that was wrong of me, and I'm sorry for that. But you didn't answer my question, Alex honey, is this what you want?"

Alex gave a small nod, "Yeah, I think it is." A proud smile grew on Jerry's face as he continued to listen, "I have no idea what I'm doing, I've hardly even held a baby never mind changed a diaper. But when I first saw the sonogram, I just felt relieved… At first, I was just so confused about it all, well I still kind of am, but I was really scared and in denial about the whole thing. But then when I heard the heartbeat, I just forgot about all of that. All I could think was that I was so glad that it was okay, and I just wanted to protect it."

"You sound like a mom already." He gave her another warm smile, "I'm so proud of you sweetie."

"But do you really think I can do this?"

"I know you can, we're all here for you Alex." He clenched his jaw, "even if Mason isn't ready for this, I know you are, and we'll be there for you through everything."

Through misty eyes Alex whispered, "thank you Daddy."

Jerry cradled Alex in his arms, the warmth of his hands resting on her back comforted her. He wrapped his arms tighter, and Jerry could feel his eyes becoming watery as Alex snuggled her face into the crook of his neck. "Now I'm going to have to put up with listening to your mother complaining that she's too young to be a grandma," he snivelled, quickly wiping his eyes and masking his tears.

Alex gave a loud chuckle, "yeah, good luck with that one Dad."

A light knock emitted from the door, through the small opening Mason edged in, though he halted when he spotted Alex and her father mid embrace. "Sorry," he stuttered, "am I ok to come in, or should I come back?"

"No it's fine," Jerry declared releasing Alex from his grip, "I need to go and find Theresa anyway."

Mason's eyes followed Jerry as he walked past him, giving Mason a firm pat on the shoulder before leaving through the door. Mason stood in bewilderment, glancing back and forth between Alex and the doorway he asked, "scale of one to ten, how mad is he?"

"About minus ten," she chuckled lightly, "he was actually really nice about the whole thing."

Mason's eyes widened as he perched himself on the edge of the bed, "really?"

"Really. He was actually really supportive."

Mason went quiet, looking down at the floor he swung his legs carefully. "So maybe we should talk about-"

"The baby?" Alex interrupted.

Mason nodded silently, avoiding any eye contact, "yeah. That."

A pang of pain shot through Alex's heart, "That?"

Mason's head snapped towards Alex, "I didn't mean that," he protested, "I mean, it wasn't supposed to sound like that. I meant to say…" He cursed quietly to himself, "I don't know what I was supposed to say. I don't know how to refer to it, the baby I mean. In fact, I don't know what to think about this whole thing!"

"But, how do you feel about it?"

Mason gave a heavy sigh, "honestly, I'm more worried about how you feel about it."

Alex took a calming breath, boldly she then announced, "Well, I've decided I'm going to keep this baby." Mason didn't react to this, but Alex continued, "I love you and I care about what you want for yourself and your future. I mean, you're doing really well at college and I know you love the art programme. So, if you want to leave you can. I won't stop you, if you don't want to be a dad that's fine, I won't judge you if you don't want this. If you would have asked me this time yesterday if I wanted a baby, I probably would have said no too."

Alex's eyes became blurred with tears, "But I've got my family to help me, so you don't need to worry about me doing this by myself because I won't be. So, even though this is really hard to say, if you want to end this and go live your life and do whatever you want, you can go. I won't stop you."

A stray tear rolled down Alex's cheek, softly Mason caressed her cheek and it away. "Bloody hell you have to always be so dramatic about everything don't you?" He smirked as he smothered Alex in his arms, "god Alex, I'd never leave you at a time like this."

"Thank god!" Alex cried in relief, "because I would have been low key pissed if you actually would have left. I thought you were just saying that stuff to be nice, and I was too scared to ask if that was how you really felt."

"You're such a bloody drama queen," Mason chuckled, "I literally told you earlier I'd be here for you, and I meant it. I wasn't saying it to be nice, I was saying it because I love you."

Glancing up at him smiling Alex asked, "so, we're having a baby?"

"We're having a baby." Their bodies pressed together as their lips touched, Alex smiled against Mason's soft lips before resting her forehead against his. "But I've got to ask," Mason began, "why didn't you tell me about your powers not working?"

"Because I didn't think it was a big deal."

"And your eyes? You've literally seen that happen to me dozens of times!" He exclaimed.

"Well with all the vomiting I've been doing this week I thought I was just sick, and having no powers and weird light up eyes was just a part of it."

Mason stared dumbfounded, "and that still didn't make you think you should mention it to someone?"

"I thought if I ignored it, it'd all go away! It's what I usually do…"

Chuckling to himself Mason shook his head, "unreal." He took Alex back into his arms as they both laid back on to the bed, and he placed more kisses onto her head as she huddled into his embrace. They stared into each other's eyes, their features softening as they relaxed into each other, but Alex felt herself tense as the door creaked open, swinging violently against the wall.

They both shot upright, only for Alex to find her Dad stood at the end of her bed, with her mother cowering behind him. "You have no powers!" It was more of a statement rather than a question.

Alex rolled her eyes and muttered under her breath, "here we go…"

"I've just seen Dr. Butcher," he proclaimed, "she said something about a stronger dose of the potion? Why didn't you mention anything was wrong?"

Lurking outside of the doorway, Harper peered into the room. Alex glared at her furiously, as she shook her head in disgust Harper held her hands up in defence and mouthed silently, 'sorry.' Alex groaned, "if I knew I was thirty-six weeks pregnant then maybe I would have," she explained, "but I didn't!"

"Alex, you know if anything goes wrong with your powers you should tell someone about it, that's been the rule since you were little. I thought I taught you better!"

"Like I just told Mason, I thought I was just sick and they'd come back in a few days. I even thought that the glowing eye thing might have just been a part of it."

Jerry paused, "eye thing?"

Alex glanced back over to Harper, who had now tiptoed into the room, "I'm sorry," she whispered, "you were both in here talking for so long I thought you would have told him everything."

Alex looked up at her father, he stood tall, stern faced, and arms crossed tightly over his chest. She felt so small, it was like she was a child again, being chastised for her bad behaviour. "So apparently I've started showing signs of phasing into a wolf," she explained nervously, "which is why I need a stronger dose of the potion…"

Jerry's face quickly turned a shade of crimson, his body moved in sharp jagged movements as he spluttered uncontrollably, "Alex!" He pointed his finger, jittering uncontrollably and finding himself unable to continue.

"Sorry?" Alex interrupted.

Jerry took a moment and observed Alex in the hospital bed, she looked fragile and delicate wrapped in Mason's strong bulging arms. But his frustration still bubbled, "Why didn't you say anything!" He clamped his hands over his face and sighed intensely, "never mind," he muttered in his hands, "it's over now." Yanking his hands way from his face he moved them on to his hips, "as long as you get that potion as soon as possible, and you and the baby are okay then that's all that matters."

"So... It's okay that I dented your cars bumper the other night?" Alex asked, a small smirk emerging on her face.

Jerry gasped clasping on to his chest, "yes…" He whimpered.

The smirk grew bigger along with the mischievous glint in Alex's eyes, "I mean it could have been worse, I mean, it's not as bad as Justin smashing your crystal ball."

His jaw hit the floor, "my crystal ball! Again? I've been looking for that thing for like four months!"

Alex gave a giggle, "Well when did you last sit in your chair? Max broke the leaver on it about two weeks ago."

Jerry gave a painful cry, "my recliner!" He ran his finger through his fine hair, before shoving his fist in his mouth and releasing another whimpering whine. "Excuse me," he announced dashing out of the room.

Alex cackled loudly whilst caressing her bump, "that was fun," she chuckled as a familiar cramping sensation built up in her abdomen. As a pain twang of pain hit her she jolted forward groaning to herself.

"Karma," Harper giggled.

Alex scowled at her friend, and in between painful breaths she muttered, "Asshole…"