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

Chapter 13

SCOTT'S POV

"Stiles, seriously, this is the single most cutest thing I've ever seen!" I said, pointing at the picture of the ultrasound, still examining it quietly.

Allison and Lydia were in the living room having a girly talk while me and Stiles were in his room.

"Stiles, we need to think of names."

I say, still too excited.

Calm down, Scott, I remind myself.

"Um, okay. Okay yeah. I'll list a bunch of names and you can say yes or no to them."

Stiles always liked a searching task.

Immediately he began to scribble names on his notebook, putting three boxes next to each name with the title 'YES', 'NO' or 'MAYBE'

I smiled.

Yeah, I know, this wasn't very manly of us, but I didn't care.

I was going to have a baby girl with the girl I loved, and that was good for me.

"Uh, Abby?" I shook my head and he ticked the 'NO' box.

"Brooklyn?" I shook my head again.

"Callie?" Stiles asked, biting the end of his pen.

"Maybe."

He ticked the 'MAYBE' box.

"Delilah?"

I shook my head.

This went on or quite a while until we had 5 maybes, 3 yes's and pretty much 100,000,000 no's.

MAYBE:

Callie

Eliza

April

Lexi

Allyssa

YES:

Lizzie

Sam

Ally

"I actually really like Ally. Ally McCall. It sounds nice. Pretty, y'know?"

I say, biting my finger.

"Why don't you call her Allyssa and shorten it to Ally. 'Cause didn't you tell me Allison's always liked the name Allyssa?" Stiles syggested. I nodded.

Allyssa McCall.

Ally.

I'm going to have a daughter in 7 months and 3 weeks.

I'm going to be a Dad.

I'm going to be a better Dad than my Dad ever was.

I am going to be the best Dad for my daughter.

And I'm going to be the best husband for Allison once I ask her to marry me.

ALLISON'S POV

"WHAT SHOULD WE CALL HER?!"

I shouted, finally getting as excited as Scott.

Me and Lydia were sat in Stiles' living room, trying to think of baby names.

"Lydia McCall has a great ring to it," she teased. "Haha very funny. But seriously, I have no idea." I say. "Allison!" Lydia shouts, holding my face in her hands, "You have, like, 8 months to decide. Slow down."

"7 months and 3 weeks..." I muttered.

I sighed.

I looked down at my stomach

It was like it was getting bigger ever second of every day.

"I'm gonna get so fat." I moaned, leaning my forehead on Lydia's shoulder. She patted my head, "This is like the first and only time you will ever have bigger boobs than me." I laughed.

I kept my forehead leaned against Lydia's shoulder. "Isaac hates me and I don't know why." I mumbled.

"Well, what happened?" Lydia asked, still staring at her phone.

"I told him I was pregnant and then he told me to get out."

"Maybe he likes you." She said, raising her eyebrows.

"Well, okay, even if he does, he knows that I'm going out with Scott and that I have been for the past 3 years. What did he think I was going to do, randomly leave Scott for him?" I ask, raising my head. Lydia shrugged, "Guys are weird," she said, typing manically on her phone, "That's why you need to make sure you're with the write one." I smile and nudge Lydia with my head, laughing as she gives me a jokingly weird look.

"Anywas, what's going on in the life of Lydia?" I asked, because we have only just started speaking today.

"Well, I'm not sure what's going on with me and Aiden, I think he's going off again. If he is, I am so through with him. The amount of times he's left just because he gets 'bored'. Ugh." She replies, seething slightly. "Well, he obviously doesn't appreciate you, then." I say. "You know who does appreciate you? Stiles." I say, giving Lydia the eyebrow raise.

"Come on," I say, "you must like Stiles a bit."

"Maybe." Lydia says, smiling slightly.