2- Brave

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" Oh sweetie I'm not done here " Stiles whispers in my ears. I wake up screaming, and sweating.

" Hey it's okay it was just a dream it was just a dream " dad says holding me.

" No it wasn't it was a memory " I mumble holding him close afraid to let go. I gives me a kiss on the forehead.

" Try to get a little more sleep okay sweetie " he says. I nod, and lay down. I close my eyes, and all I see is his face.

The face that was trying to kill

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The face that was trying to kill. The one who got me pregnant. He looks sick he is sick.

5 months later.....

" So what would you like to call your son? " The nurse asks.

" Noah Luke Y/L/N " I tell the nurse.

" Can you spell Luke for me? " She asks.

" It's the normal way with the k " I tell her nurse.

" Okay thank you " she says. " And I'd like you to meet your son Noah Y/L/N " she adds.

" Thank you " I say, she lets me hold him.

" I'm letting the family come in " she says. I nod. Dad, mom, Corey, grandma, godfather, and grandpa come in.

" Hey guys " I say with a grin.

" That baby is huge! " Grandpa chuckles. I laugh.

" His name is Noah, he is 8 pounds and 12 ounces. He is 21 inches. " I say.

" Ma'am is it okay the sheriff is here " the nurse says. I nod. Mr. Stilinski comes in.

" Hey sweetie " he says.

" Hi " I say.

" So why did you name him Noah? " Grandma asks.

" I named him after the man who saved my life 9 months ago " I say looking to Mr. Stilinski.

" Thank sir for saving my granddaughter's life it's a pleasure to finally meet you " grandma says.

" Me too. It's my job " he says. I grin.

" What's his middle name? " Corey asks.

" Luke " I say.

" You and your love for Star Wars you crazy thing! " My dad comments. I chuckle. Mr. Stilinski smiles.


2 years later......

I am at school putting my things away, it's the first day of school I am a junior which is nice. Only one more year in this place, and then I'm out. I dropped off Noah at his daycare before school. I'm so glad I know the person who is the owner of the place. She is always letting me drop him off early. I look at my outfit one more time, before closing my locker.

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