Teen Wolf Mpreg *completed*

Scerek.❤

Scott was considered full term now, and Scott felt full term. His belly stuck out in front of him, his sense of gravity shifting.
The lack of being able to sleep.
Or how their daughter kicks. And prevents Scott from getting sleep.
But, all that is going to change soon!
Scott's belly resembled a blown up hot air ballon.

He was ready to have his little girl.
Any day now.

It was Wednesday, when Scott woke up to his daughter pushing against his bladder. "Okay, okay. Yes, I am getting up, baby."
Scott rolls out from his bed, desperately needing the bathroom.

He does his business then exits the bathroom.
"Can I get a little more sleep this morning? Please." Scott questioned, running a hand across his belly.
His daughter moves on the bottom of his belly, "I take that as a no then. Well I guess we better go get breakfast."
His daughter kicks frantically.
"Yes, yes, we are going baby."

Scott walks out of the bedroom, going into the kitchen.
"What do we want?" Scott asked.
Scott opened the cupboards, closing them when nothing looked good.
"To the fridge!" Scott declared.
He opened the fridge door.
Still nothing he wanted.
"Ugh baby. What do you want this morning? Wait..is that...how about fried up spaghetti?" Offered Scott.
That seemed to please her.
"Then that is what we will be eating."

Derek comes into the kitchen to see Scott dancing, er, waddling around in his boxers to music.
Derek clicks off the music, "Hey!" Scott protested, turning around. "Nice dancing." Derek smirked. Scott blushed as he began laughing. "We really needed to dance." Scott explained. "Of course you two did. Are you making spaghetti?" Derek asked, walking over.
"Yep, she wanted that. So, here is my breakfast of spaghetti."
"Yum, you know you could have asked me to make that."
"I know, what I really wanted was sleep. But this one was not tired. So here I am."
Derek puts his hands on the bottom of Scott's belly, "You can seriously have her anyway now Scott."
"I know. I love that, however I will miss being pregnant." "Liar." Chuckled Derek. "Okay, not actual pregnant, but feeling her inside. She has been inside of me for nine months Derek."
Derek removes his hands, now cupping Scott's face "And you have done a marvelous job, but now she needs to meet us. And I want to meet our little girl."
Scott rubs his belly "I want to meet her too."

While Scott ate his spaghetti, Allison comes running inside "Derek!" She yelled.
Derek jumps up. Allison stops running "We need your help. Please hurry!"
Derek looks at Scott, "Will you be okay alone Scott?"
"Go! Yes, I will be okay." Scott reassured.
"Okay, come on Allison." Derek urged.
"Hi Scott, you are looking good! I will bring him home safety!"
"Go Allison, go!" Urged Scott.
"Yes. Yes I am going."
Allison ran out of the house.

And Scott whimpered out in pain.

"Ooh okay. How about we calm down in there okay. You need to patiently wait for you daddy." Scott rubs the side of his belly that was cramping.
"Now, enough of that. Stop. Baby, can you stop. Please!"
Scott closed his eyes and tried to breath through the pain. "Damn. No one said it would hurt this badly!" Gritted Scott.
"This better just be false labour, please let this be false labour. Or I am going to die."
Scott uses the chair to help him slowly stand up.
"Okay baby. We are going to go google my symptoms."
Scott opened his laptop that was on the kitchen counter.
He winced when he feels pain come again.
"Okay, so that hurt."

Well, Scott discovered he was in actual labour; and luckily he did not need google to tell him!
His water broke.

Waddling to the phone, he calls Derek.
"Pleas pick up. Please Answer, you need to answer Derek!" Chanted Scott.
He groaned when Derek did not answer.
"Derek, I hate you! I am having your baby and you are not here with me! Ouch, get home soon as you can."
He ended that call.
And then called Stiles.

"Hey, Scott." Answered Stiles.
"Get. Over. Here. Right. Now. Stiles." Scott panted.
Are you okay Scott?"
"Having my baby now."
"I am in my jeep now. I will be there real soon. Just keep doing what pregnant people do during that time."

Scott was on his hands and knees when Stiles walked into the house.
"How are you feeling Scott?" Stiles asked.
"Derek is never going to touch me again." He declared.
Stiles snickered.
"Shut the hell up! Ouch, ooh." Scott moaned.
Scott began rocking his hips back and forward that seemed to help with the growing pain.

"Oh god." Scott moaned.
"What? What is wrong?" Panicked Stiles.
"I feel like I need to push Stiles! Like..right now."
"Now?" Stiles gulped.
"That is what I just said!" Snapped Scott.
"Oh god." Mumbled Stiles.
"You are going to have to help me. Please Stiles, I need you right now. More than ever." Pleaded Scott.
"And I am here for you." Stiles confirmed.
"Thank you."

Stiles gets everything situated for the arriving baby.
"Is this safe Scott?" Stiles.
"I do not know!" Panted Scott.
"Reassuring." Sighed Stiles.
"Ooh, ow. Mmh arg!" Scott grunted.
"You keep doing what you were doing Scott!" Stiles encouraged.
And Scott did continue.
"Mmh ungh ahh argh." Panted Scott.
"I can see the head of your baby!" Cheered Stiles.
"Get her out of me soon as possible!" Yelled Scott.

With one last push, Stiles pulls out the small baby.
Scott sighed.
"Little girl." Stiles whispered.
"My princess." Scott cooed.

Derek runs into the room at the hospital.
He looks at Scott whose cooing at his little girl.
"Hi Derek, come meet our daughter."
"She is here Scott." Derek whispered.
"She is. And is still need of a name."
"Erin. Erin Shelly."
"Whose last name?"
"Yours. Erin McCall."

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