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THREE MONTHS LATER

Scott and Stiles sat on the bench during their lacrosse game. Their grades had dropped and they had been benched. They couldn't tell their teachers that they had been fighting werewolf Hunters and looking for an alpha so they kept their mouths shut and sat on the bench.

Scott looked into the stand. He saw his mom. She smiled at him and waved. The next person he found was Allison. She was in the front row watching intently. Her smile was as warm as ever. They were still going strong, even after Sam had dropped Kate off with a bundle of work to be done on her. Allison still didn't know it was his friend that had beat her aunt to a pulp and he wasn't going to tell.

"Look at the top." Stiles whispered in his ear.

Scott turned his gaze to the top. Sam and Derek sat in their normal spot. They had been MIA for the last few weeks and Scott assumed it was to go see Sam's father. They had been talking about it after Derek was healed from his Wolfsbane wounds. Derek had promised to take her. When the boys swung by the Hale Manor where they now lived, there was note addressed to them on the door. Apparently they had returned in the last day or two.

Their team won, which was no surprise, and the fans flooded the field. Scott and Stiles hugged their families before finding Sam and Derek near the exit. Allison suddenly squealed.

"How long?" she asked Sam.

Sam smiled and looked up at Derek. "Four months."

"Is it a boy or a girl?"

"We don't know."

"Whoa. Wait a second. What's going on?" Stiles asked.

Scott frowned as he looked at his friend. "All those months of you cracking jokes about Derek and you have no clue what Sam and Allison are talking about?"

Stiles looked at him blankly. "No, what are they talking about?"

"Stiles," Allison said very gently, "Sam is having a baby."

That shook the boy. "A baby? Derek, you dog." Derek frowned, making the plans of his face go hard. "No pun intended. But seriously. A baby! That's great!"

"I say we go out and celebrate."

"I agree. We just have to tell our parents."

The three teens disappeared, leaving the two adults alone.

Derek wrapped his arms around Sam and pulled her to him. "Have I told you lately that I love you?"

She laughed. "Nice use of a song. And yes, you did about two hours ago."

"Well, I'll say it again. I love you, Sam Grady."

"Ditto, Derek."

"Now who's using pop culture?" When she smiled, he kissed her.

"Seems like the two of you are better." They looked up at Chris Argent and Kate. Sam bit her lip to keep from laughing. "You're still not safe."

"You come after my family and I'll kill you." Derek said. He had almost lost Sam once to their hands and she had almost lost him. It wasn't happening again, especially with a baby on the way.

"Right now I'm not concerned with your little ragtag family."

"Good, because your sister knows what happens when she messes with me." Sam said. She smiled sweetly at Kate. The other woman scowled in return.

"Dad," Allison said as she, Scott and Stiles showed up. "I'm going with them okay?"

Chris looked at Derek and Sam before back at his daughter. "Okay. Be home by eleven."

"Okay." Allison kissed him before walking away with the two boys.

The protective dad looked at the werewolf and his girlfriend. "You take care of her."

"We will." The Argents walked away, leaving them alone with the kids. "I don't think he likes us very well."

Derek looked at Sam. "Do you blame him? I get away from him and you beat up his sister."

"Well, we won't harm his daughter because I'm pretty sure Scott won't talk to me ever again if I do."

"Sam! Derek! Come on! I'm starving!" Stiles called.

"It seems we're being summoned."

"So it seems. Let's go." He took her hand and walked over to their friends.

Everybody was talking up a storm about the new baby. They all had a silent agreement about making sure no one knew what they had done. That's the way they were going to keep it.

END