I'll Protect You

Stiles wakes up in the middle of the night with a strong pain in his abdomen. He winces and groans quietly. He notices his sheets were wet. He slowly swings his legs over the side of the bed and stands. He walks to his dad's bedroom door. He knocks quietly before opening it. "D-Dad?" He asks quietly.

Noah shifts awake, groaning softly from being woken up. "What's the matter Stiles?" He asks.

"I-I think I'm in labor." Stiles whispers.

Noah suddenly sits up. "Okay. It's alright. Have you have any contractions?" He asks.

"I woke up with one. And my sheets were wet. I think my water broke."

Noah nods. "Okay. Go get dressed and get your hospital bag. I'll call Derek for you ok?"

Stiles nods and slowly waddles back to his room, his hands on his back. He grabs a t-shirt and a pair of grey sweatpants. He slowly pulls off his shirt slowly and replaces it with the black one. He looks at a picture of him and Derek that he had on his nightstand. "We're having a baby." He whispers. He slowly stands up and pulls off his sweatpants and boxers, putting on new ones. He grabs his hospital bag from his closet and walks back to his dad's room.

"Yeah, meet us at the hospital. We should be there within the next half hour." Noah says to Derek.

Stiles waits by the door, waiting for his dad he holds onto the door frame with one hand.

Noah turns to Stiles. "Derek wants to talk to you."

Stiles nods and holds out his hand for the phone. His dad hands it to him.

"Hi Derek." Stiles says quietly.

"Babe, how are you feeling?" Derek asks.

"Nervous, my back hurts a bit but I'm okay." Stiles replies.

"That's good. I'll see you in a little while okay?" Derek says.

"Okay. See you soon." He says and hangs up.

"Are you ready to go?" Noah asks, pulling on a sweatshirt.

Stiles nods nervously.

"It'll be okay buddy. Everything will be just fine." Noah says and walks over to Stiles. "Do you want to bring your pillow?"

Stiles nods and looks down at his baby bump.

Noah nods and walks to Stiles' room, grabbing his pillow with the blue pillow case.

"Ready to go?" He also when he returns.

Stiles nods again. He was starting to get really nervous.

Noah places his hand on Stiles' back and helps him walk to the car. He grabs Stiles bag and pulls the bag and pillow in the back seat before helping Stiles sit down. "Comfortable enough?" He asks his son.

"Yeah, I'm okay." Stiles says quietly.

Noah shuts the passenger side door before walking quickly to the drivers side, climbing in. He starts the car and pulls out of the driveway.

Stiles looks out the window.

"It'll be okay Stiles. We've prepared for this for months." Noah says.

"Yeah I know. I'm just really nervous." Stiles mumbles, looking down at his lap.

"Why are you nervous?" Noah asks.

"The pain. I'm not good with pain."

Noah looks at him for a second. "Derek and I will be there the entire time to help you. And the epidural-"