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Peter Hale

"Peter, I'm serious!" I yelled, throwing my arms up in frustration. "I don't want you doing this anymore!"
"Well, sweetheart, there isn't much of a choice involved," he snapped back, eyes narrowed. I put my hands on my hips, annoyance and anger seething off of me in waves.
"You know damn well you can stop whenever you please. They don't need you, Peter! I do." He scoffed at my words, rolling his eyes. That only succeeded in pissing me off even more.
"You've always been independent. I think you'll survive," he said, a sarcastic nod moving his head. "I just don't understand why you're so clingy all the time all of a sudden! I mean, geez woman, you're down right suffocating!"
"Are you kidding me?" I hissed, squinting my lids and stepping forward.
"No, I'm not! I mean, have you ever thought that maybe I've been working more with Derek's little band of misfits because I need to get out of this damn apartment because you're breathing down my neck?" The words were shouted at me, and I felt the tears sting my eyes, my hand coming to rest of my stomach.
"Well, fine! Go out and get yourself killed and I'll raise this child on my own since I'm so fucking independent!" I yelled at him, fat tears coursing my cheeks. I didn't process what I had done until after the fact. Peter's face went blank, his mouth parting slightly as he stared at me. "Oh my god..." I whispered, backing up. My hand flew to cover my mouth and my eyes were wide. That was not how I wanted to tell him.
Peter just stared at me, not moving, not saying anything. I watched carefully, trying to judge his reaction to the big news. His muscles were tense, chest rising and falling in shallow breaths. If I had to guess, he was probably angry and upset. Oh, God, this was a terrible idea! More tears sprung to my eyes as the realization hit me. I let a quiet sob escape my lips before I turned to head down the hallway, just wanting to be alone.
"You're- you're pregnant?" he whispered, stopping me before I could take more than two steps. I slowly turned to face him, nodding my head just the slightest bit. "When did you find out?"
"Just a few days ago," I admitted, my voice timid and quiet. "I was trying to think of how to tell you. You're mad..."
"Baby, I'm not mad," he said, shaking his head and crossing the distance between us in just a few large strides. Peter's rough, calloused hands cupped my face, pulling me close. My brows drew together in confusion. "I'm not mad at all, sweetheart."
"Really..?" I asked. He nodded, finally giving me a sweet grin. I laughed a bit and stood up on my tip toes to kiss him. Peter responded immediately, returning the action with eagerness.
"We're gonna be parents," he said excitedly, one hand falling to my stomach. "There's a little Hale in there."
"Yeah," I laughed, a few tears leaking from my eyes, happy ones this time. "Half me and half you." I rubbed my thumb over his cheek bone and he leaned into my touch, finally turning his face to press a kiss to my palm.
"I love you," Peter said. "And I'm going to stop with all the supernatural fighting. I promise."
"Thank you, Peter," I whispered, a shaky smile crossing my lips as I hugged him, my head resting on his firm chest. "I love you, too."