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Stiles POV
Stiles was in trouble. No, that's too nice of a way of saying it. Stiles was fucked. He didn’t know how he got into this mess in the first place, standing in a hospital waiting room, pacing back and forth and waiting. He hated waiting. He jumped every time someone opened a door or walked passed him. If they were lucky they even got a garbled noise out of him of surprise. He didn't know how long he's been standing here, waiting. He just knew that he was alone and thought that's just as fucked up as the situation in the first place. His father was on duty and in fact still ignorant of the situation and even better back in Beacon hills, a couple hours drive away. Stiles was almost impressed with himself at keeping something this big from him for so long. His father suspected something, that was obvious, but stiles wasn’t ready for his reaction, for his disappointment. Scott knew about the situation, in fact was the only person from home who knew and was supposed to be here, said he would be here but where the hell was he? Stiles just got the thought out when he saw Scott appear from around a corner. Stiles wasn’t sure if he was more relieved that he was here or angry that it took him so long. He knew driving here from beacon hills took a while but with Stiles’ calculations he should have been here at least twenty minutes ago.
Stiles opened his mouth, not entirely sure what he was going to say, but that never stopped him before, only this time he felt his jaw drop and so many emotions flood through him at the sight of Derek behind him. "What the hell?" He got out before he could stop himself. "You told him?!" Derek had his usual grumpy expression on his face, only this time there was something different, like he was disappointed or maybe even betrayed. Stiles didn't like that expression on his face. He much preferred the grumpy expression.
Scott gave him a guilty smile. "Uh. I do have reasons. I do..." Stiles just raised an eyebrow.
Derek seemed to frown further if possible. "Why did you keep this from me. I'm your alpha. I should know these things."
Stiles spluttered. "Just because you're my alpha, it doesn't mean you own me or have any more rights than my father!"
Derek raised an eyebrow, expression changing, a little softer maybe, but there was definitely surprise there. "You haven't told him? You can't keep something like this from him."
Stiles ignored him and turned to Scott. "Explain. Now. This is not something I should have to deal with right now."
Scott chewed his lip a bit. "Well.. See.. When you called, I was at home but you know how my car is in the shop so I hurried over to the hospital to borrow mom’s car and she, well she said no and I couldn’t tell her why because she'd just tell your dad, and you know I'm crap at lies so I couldn't make something up.. And I needed a ride so..."
"So you went to derek?!" Stiles burst out.
Derek huffed. "I am here, you know.
"Obviously, hence the whole conversation and issues in the first place. But really Scott? He's like the most nosey person ever!"
Scott nodded a bit. "Yeah, but I figured if I just told him I needed to get to the hospital to see you that he would be caught up with the idea of you in a hospital and wouldn't ask why you were in the hospital?" He ended in a question with wide puppy dog eyes.
Stiles raised a hand and placed it against his face. "And how did you plan on keeping him in the car or getting him to leave once he dropped you off?"
Scott smiled a bit sheepishly. "Yeah... I came across that problem.. Which is why he knows now..."
Stiles let out a long suffering sigh and dropped his hand. "Couldn't you just run your little wolf self here?" He asked in an almost whining voice, causing derek to roll his eyes.
"Now that you know why I know. Can we talk about why you've kept this a secret and how you've done so for nine months?!" Derek stared at Stiles, making him shuffle his feet a bit.
Stiles sucked in a gulp of air before starting his full explanation, Stilinski style. "Okay. First off, I didn't even know that long. She only told me about 3 months ago. And I've hardly been home in that time. And it's not like this was meant to happen. It was a one night stand, okay? I barely even know her besides the fact that she's in one of my classes. I don't even know her major and I didn't notice she was pregnant because she's not in any of my classes anymore. I mean quarters are only 10 weeks long anyway so I haven't even seen her until she called and asked if she could come over and boy was that a shocker. I couldn't even tell Scott for like.. A week or more. I didn't know what to do. It'd probably give dad a heart attack and he'd be angry at me for knocking up a chick or disappointed in me and I couldn't handle either of those."
Now it was Derek’s turn to lift a hand to his face, only to rub above his eyebrows with his fingers and thumb, trying to loosen the tension. "So instead you're going to keep this from him? What happens when you bring home the baby?"
Stiles chewed his lip a bit. "I'm not going to. She's going to raise the baby, and I'm just going to be there when I can be, but I'll have time to figure out how to tell dad because she won't be coming home with me for a long while.. Possibly never..." He stared at his feet, knowing that was as dumb a decision as Scott going to Derek for a ride.
Derek moved his hand from his face to rest it on stiles shoulder. "Your father wouldn't want you to hide this from him. He'd want the chance to be a part of his grandchild’s life."
Stiles didn't reply. He couldn't. He knew Derek was right but the thought of seeing his dad's disappointment was too much to bear.
"I..." He started before a nurse entered the room looked sullen. "Stiles stilinski?" She asked.
Stiles swallowed and raised a hand as he would for a roll call. "Here."
The nurse opened the door, the entrance to the scary place as stiles considered it. Stiles glanced at Scott and Derek before entering into the hallway and following the nurse. She stopped in front of a window showing a few newborn babies. Stiles felt like he couldn't breathe. One of these were his. He didn't even know the sex yet, but he was about to. The nurse turned to stiles. "Do you have a car seat? We have some formulas for you to take with her, be sure to keep to the same formulas or she may get an upset stomach."
Stiles head was reeling. Her? She? Car seat? Formula? Stiles shook his head a bit to clear it. "Um.. Sorry.. I.. I'm not taking her.. Natalie.." He said, trying to force his mouth to work right as he stared at the babies, willing his daughter to wave at him or do something that would show which one she was.
The nurse continued staring at stiles, a bit in shock now. "They didn't tell you?" She asked a bit softer now, causing stiles eyes to snap toward her. "Natalie died during childbirth. You'll have to fill out the paperwork and name the child.. But she’s your responsibility now, unless you want to sign her over to be adopted.."
"No!" Stiles said a bit loudly. "No." He repeated quieter. "I'll.. I'll take her.. I just.. I'll figure it out." He didn't know how he would. Natalie was the one who was going to take care of her, going to raise her, going to name her even and now stiles was stuck, feeling almost numb. Natalie was gone. Sure he didn't know her well, but he had lost his virginity to her and she was the mother of his child. And now his child was going to grow up without a mother and that hurt more than anything. At least stiles got to know his mother, he thought, his child would never even have that.
Time from then on seemed a bit slow and vague. He followed the nurse’s directions, filled out the paperwork and named his child. The stupor was broken only when he finally held her. He felt something clench in his chest and wondered how he ever thought he would be able to let her go and be only a minor player in her life. Now he didn't have to, but now he was alone. He had paid for a car seat that the hospital had, as well as some other necessary objects. He hadn’t been back to see Scott and Derek but was headed there now, diaper bag over one shoulder and the other hand carrying the car seat with the baby girl in it sleeping. He was grateful that the nurse showed him how to feed her and change her diaper and gave other hints and suggestions about taking care of her. He had no idea what he was going to do now.