The Wolf's Scream (Teen Wolf Scott/Allison fanfiction)

Chapter 10

Today was the day.

Me, Stiles, Lydia and Scott had all spent the night together at Scott's house trying to figure out the freakin' map. In the end, they decided to leave it. Because the map was showing areas in Europe, and that obviously wasn't right. We were tricked.

It was 6pm, and the sub was starting to set

I looked down at all of my friends sleeping on the floor with crumpled up pieces of paper surrounding them

I kissed Scott on the forehead before quickly slipping on my red Chuck Taylors and leaving the house

Today was the day it was finally happening...

(Author's note: if a change in POV happens, the next paragraph will be titled _____ POV)

SCOTT'S POV

Ugh, my head. I'm never looking at a stupid map ever again

I looked around and saw Stiles, leaning against my wardrobe, asleep, with Lydia also asleep, lying in his lap. I closed me eyes and stretched out to feel Allison but instead feel nothing but air.

I opened my eyes and saw that she had gone

Where is she?

I quickly got up, checked every room, every part of my house, yet she wasn't here

She was nowhere to be seen

This isn't like Allison. She's been acting weird for the past couple of days..

I ran back to my room and woke the others up, "Allison's missing. Where is she?" Both Stiles and Lydia had no idea. "Wait, she might be with Derek," Lydia said, checking her nails

Derek? Why?

"Why the hell would she be with Derek?" I asked, staring down at Lydia

She looked up at me, jaw open, "She didn't tell you, did she.." Lydia said, no staring at the floor.

"Tell me what Lydia, what didn't she tell me?" I said. "Lydia, where is she?" I asked again

"She's with Derek because she wants to change, Scott. She told me that you knew... She told me that she convinced you it was a good idea.."

Lydia replied, biting her nails.

I stared down at the ground before quickly grabbing my jacket and racing downstairs, the others behind me. I got on my bike while the others took Stiles' car.

Allison, please be okay, I thought to myself

Please.

ALLISON'S POV

I was at Derek's house, sitting awkwardly on his sofa. "Now," Derek began, bringing in a bottle of beer for himself, "This is where you're gonna sit while it happens. It's nt the comfiest, but you're gonna need the restraint." He said, gesturing towards a wooden chair with chains attatched to it.

Derek finished his beer then quietly began to sort the sesperate chains, placing them on different ends of the chair. "Sit down." He said, so I sat down. He started to wrap the chains around my arms and legs, as tight as possible.

SCOTT'S POV

As I rode my bike down the road, fear spread over me.

What if she didn't make it?

What if she didn't heal properly?

What if?

I revved the engine and sped down the road, cutting corners and trying to get to Derek's as fast as I could. Lydia and Stiles were behind me.

This is all my fault, I thought.

I shouldn't have shouted; she was only trying to help me.

This would probably help me more than her, and hey, having a werewolf gifriend would be sweet, but to put her at that risk was the last thing I wanted to do.

I love Allison. I love her more than anything and everything. That's why I couldn't put her through this;

Way too many risks, and a hell of a lot of pain.

I turned the corner and dropped my bike outside of Derek's house, quickly making my way up the stairs.

ALLISON'S POV

He was about to do it.

He stood away from me for a second, channeling his anger.

His eyes began to glow a bright blue. He clenched his fists and opened his mouth, revealing abnormally large canines.

He walked over to me and placed his hands on my shoulders, gripping me tightly.

All of a sudden, the door opened and there stood Scott, Lydia and Stiles.

Derek was too focused to notice they were there; he went in for the bite

I could feel his breath on me, but suddenly, he moved away. "Allison, I can't bite you." My jaw dropped and I looked up at Scott. He looked as shocked as I felt, "Why not?" I asked, my voice shaking. He raises his eyebrows at me and slowly leans in close to my stomach. "You're pregnant..." "I'm not.. I didn't know I was.." I said, confused.

But then it all came together

-vomiting

-growth

-mood swings

All. Signs. Of pregnancy.

Derek turned to Scott, "You should have heard the baby's heart beat, she's at least two weeks pregnant." Derek said.

Scott walked over to me and ripped the chains off of me.

He stared at me, then down at my stomach, then back at me.

He hugged me and kissed my head "You're okay. We're okay. I love you, but never do something like this again, please."

I leaned my head into his shoulder, holding onto him tightly

I'm pregnant?

Oh, God..