Unexpected

Chapter Thirteen: Nicknames

The Friday before winter break I didn't go to school, so I woke up only to find out three guys brought guns to school but they only found two.
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Derek sighed waking from his night slumber, it was still dark out when he woke which meant it was before seven in the morning. He rolled to his ride feeling refreshed from all the rest he had caught up on from the day before, he wouldn't need to have a third day away from Stiles, to his relief. He shut his eyes knowing he didn't wake up at a reasonable time.

He sighed rolling out of bed, his loft glowed from the sunlight and he scratched at his bare belly. He yawned trudging to his kitchen it's been a while since he had a lazy day and he had to admit he loved it. He opened his refrigerator and grabbed his gallon of milk. He shut the fridge only to stumble backwards and fall dropping his milk and busting it open in the process. Galaxy stood there looking amused at the fuming wolf, milk seeped into Derek's boxer briefs.

"What the hell!" Derek growled standing up dripping in milk.

"I need your help." Galaxy held back a grin.

"Not after what you just did." Derek grumbled picking up his busted milk and tossing it in the trash.

"My apologize, I thought you'd pick up on my presence seeing how you're a werewolf." Galaxy leaned against Derek's counter.

"I just woke up." Derek grumbled walking out of the kitchen Galaxy on his heels.

"Noted." Galaxy chuckled.

Derek slammed his room door cutting Galaxy off just outside his room. Derek walked into his washroom and slipped off his soaked underwear and jumped into the shower. He scrubbed himself with soap as water sprayed onto his body. He sighed under his breath shutting off the water and grabbing a towel from his rack, he wrapped it around his waist and brushed his teeth quickly still sort of pissed at Galaxy.

He walked into his room and dried himself off, not wanting to leave the fairy to wander in his loft. He grabbed a pair of breifs and gray joggers. He slipped on his pants and found a black shirt that seemed clean enough for him to wear. He opened his door to see Galaxy still standing there waiting quite patiently for him. Derek walked out his room and grabbed a mop Galaxy following him as he did so.

"What's the favor?" Derek spoke up as he mopped the milk off his floor.

"Care to join me for a walk in the woods and I can explain there." He watched Derek carefully.

"Thanks but no thanks I have plans for today." Derek sighed cleaning up the rest of the milk and putting his mop back in the bucket noting that he'd have to clean it later.

"This has something to do with your unborn child." That stopped Derek short.

"What about my child?" Derek turned to look at Galaxy his eyebrows knit together.

"Come and we'll talk." Galaxy started walking towards the front door and Derek sighed.

"Fine let me grab shoes." Derek murmured walking back to his room.

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Stiles hummed to himself as he rubbed at his small bump of a stomach. He rested on the couch deciding he didn't feel well enough to go to school. He started humming the tune his mother used to sing to him just before he went to bed when he was younger. The TV was muted and Stiles found himself more comfortable with his new found weight.

"Do you like the song, little biscuit?" Stiles looked down at his belly smiling.

"Please tell me you did not just call your child biscuit?" Scott emerged from the front with a bag of food in his hands.

"Shut up." Stiles blushed still clutching his stomach.

Scott chuckled handing Stiles the food which he took without a complaint. Scott plopped onto the couch sighing heavily as Stiles dig into the bag, Scott grinned grabbing the TV remote. He switched the channels putting the volume back on.

"So are you going back to school after ditching?" Stiles questioned biting into his burger.

"Yeah i have a quiz in algebra." Scott shrugged.

"So what are you doing here just watching TV? Go get your education." Stiles shoved Scott a little getting a scowl from his best friend.

"Whatever you just don't want me here with your little biscuit." Scott grinned at the glare he gained from Stiles.

"You are completely correct, but thanks for the food, Scotty." Stiles grabbed a handful of curly fries and stuffed then into his mouth.

"Whatever, I'm leaving, I'll see you later." Scott smiled getting up from his spot on the couch and squeezing Stiles's shoulder gently.

"Have fun." Stiles smiled as he shut off the TV.

"Yeah, yeah." Scott chuckled walking out of the house.

Stiles smiled to himself ready to take another bite of his burger when his phone started ringing besides him. Stiles sighed wiping his hands on a napkin grabbing his phone he answered it. He waited a couple of seconds before speaking.

"Hello?" Stiles answered.

"Hey baby, um I can't make it to the ultra sound today can we postpone it tomorrow?" Derek's voice was shaky and Stiles didn't like the sound of it.

"Der, what's the matter." Stiles sat up from his spot.

"Nothing, I just I can't today." Derek swallowed, "tomorrow is that okay?"

"Yeah it's okay, but what's the matter?" Stiles urged.

"We'll talk, see you baby." Derek murmured.

"See you..?" Stiles breathed hanging up the phone.

Stiles huffed tossing his phone to the side. He bit his lip rubbing at his belly once again debating on whether he should head to Derek's to check up on what's gotten his boyfriend so shaken up. He started humming again this time a frown on his face.

"What's gotten into your daddy, huh biscuit?" Stiles muttered his concern for Derek to his stomach.

"I hope he's okay."