Partying lead to having sex with your boyfriend, having sex with your boyfriend, lead you to this.
"Babe, are you okay in there?" Scott called through his bathroom door as you continued to throw up in the toilet. When you didn't reply, he simply knocked the door down and rushed to your side, rubbing your back in a circular motion.
"Hospital now." He told you. When you finished throwing up, he picked you up bridal style and took you to the car.
"How long have you been sick Y/N?" Scott was worried, who wouldn't be?
"About three weeks." You groaned, resting your head on the window when you came to a red light. He looked over at you in sadness and went to connect his hand with yours too take away your pain, but you swatted him away.
"I want to know what's wrong with me before you do any of that magic stuff." You gave him a small smile.
"I'm sure mom will be able to check you out." Once you reached the hospital, Scott's mom came rushing over to you.
"What's going on? Are you hurt?" Melissa began frantically panicking.
"Mom, Y/N's super sick, and has been for a few weeks." She calmed down slightly and guided you to a spare room, where it was just the three of you.
"Aren't werewolves meant to like not feel pain?" She asked you and you let out a small sigh.
"That's why I'm so confused. I'm meant to heal, and I haven't." You wanted to cry. Feeling sick was the worst feeling, especially when all you wanted to do was help out with all of the cases that the pack were having to solve without you.
"So Y/N, it sounds gross, but go pee in this cup." She handed you a cup, and considering she was the one trying to make you feel better, you did it. She then went and took it to the examining room while you waited anxiously in the room with your boyfriend.
"Stop shaking your leg, you're making me nervous." You scolded him and he immediately stopped.
"Sorry, it's a habit." He mumbled. After fifteen more agonising minutes, Melissa came back in and you and Scott sat up.
"So Y/N, you're pregnant." She told you, arms crossed over her chest and your eyes widened.
"You two didn't use protection did you?" She asked, and both you and Scott shook your head no.
"We were drunk." Scott lied and you glared at him.
"Honey I'm not stupid, your body heals when you drink too much. Look I'm not mad at you okay? You two just need to come up with a decision." She sat at the end of the bed.
"We're keeping the baby." You and Scott said at the same time.
"It's a scary world, but I can protect both of you." Scott reached down and placed a kiss to your head.
"If that's what you think is good, Y/N, you are under both mine and or Scott's supervision all the time. In this town, leaving a pregnant werewolf will get you killed." She smiled.
"Now I'm going to get you some pregnancy vitamins." She scurried off.
"We're gonna have a baby werewolf." You laughed at the face Scott had pulled.
"It's gonna be a girl." Scott told you and you rolled your eyes knowing that this was going to be the argument until you gave birth.
"I'm saying boy." You grinned like an idiot. Yeah you were only seventeen, but there were so many teen moms in the world, you had a chance of acing the whole parenting game.
"I'm scared of being a dad you know?" Scott admitted and you grabbed his hand.
"I think you've forgotten the part where we have to tell my brother." You told him and his eyes drooped.
"Derek's gonna kill me."