Author's Note: Okay my lovely fans. You liked the first story so much I decided to write a sequel. It's another Derek story but it has a little bit of everyone. I hope you enjoy this one as well and that I don't disappoint.

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"Derek!"

The shrill call came from inside the newly finished house that had also been given back to him because someone had bought it from the county. Derek Hale's head snapped to it before he dropped his axe and ran inside.

After six months of working very diligently, Derek's girlfriend had finally fixed the house. The only setbacks they had had in the months before the house was finished were she got shot, he shifted and hurt her, and he was taken captive. She had been by his side valiantly and had saved his life. Twice actually, but he wasn't going to give her a bigger head than she already had.

What awed Derek about her was she did all of this while she was deaf. Now she hadn't been deaf all her life. That only happened when she was thirteen in a house fire. A propane tank exploded, taking her eardrums with it. She had gotten her revenge on the person responsible and not a day went by that whenever that person say them on the street, she flinched at the beating she received at the hands of his girlfriend.

Personally he laughed every time he thought about it, but he wasn't telling her that either.

She had made friends while she had been here. Two of her best friends were high school students. Scott McCall and Stiles Stilinski had helped her rescue him. During the six month hiatus they had from everything stupid and insane, Scott still dated Allison Argent. Allison knew what he was now. That had been a mistake but Allison had been in trouble and that was all he knew how to do. Stiles, on the other hand, had a new girlfriend of two months, Sadie Monroe. Lately those four had been tied at the hip with Derek's girl.

Why might you ask?

Because she was pregnant with his child and due at any moment.

Sam had gone to all her doctor's appointments alone while Derek fixed up the house so he had no idea what he was having. He didn't care as long as it was healthy.

So when he got that call he ran into the house at werewolf speed.

Scott and Stiles were standing by the door as the girls took on the positions of midwives. Sadie had Sam's left hand as Allison had her right. Scott's mom, a professional nurse, was kneeling between her bent knees.

"Let's go outside." Derek said.

"Are you chickening out?" Scott asked. He winced as Sam yelled.

"Boys, there are some things in life that are best left a mystery."

The sounds that proceeded to come from that bedroom were horrific to say the least. Sam would grit her teeth as she tried to keep from yelling too much. She couldn't hear herself but the others could. Allison and Sadie were coaching her through it as Scott's mother said how much more was needed and that dreaded word: push.

After a few more moments, there was the cry of a healthy baby. Derek let go of the breath he had been holding. He remembered one of his family members had had a baby that was stillborn. That had been his biggest fear, that his child would be stillborn. But by the sounds coming from that room, it was alive and healthy.

The door to the bedroom opened. "Derek, you can come in now. Everything's cleaned up."

Scott and Stiles had to push the new father into the room before he would go in. then they followed him. Allison stood by the window swaying with a white bundle. Sadie stood beside her smiling down at the baby. When they saw Derek, Allison moved forward to hand the baby to him.

Derek took the bundle gently and looked down into the scrunched little face. The baby was wearing a white hat that had been knitted by someone. He or she made a face and then yawned. He looked up at Sam. She was leaning against the headboard looking at him with a tired smile on her face. He didn't blame her. Most women were in labor a lot longer than she had been and they were exhausted. He guessed labor was a taxing thing.

"Do you have a name yet?" Allison asked. She was looking at the baby over Derek's shoulder.

"I don't even know what it is." Derek laughed.

Scott looked at Sam. She nodded. "It's a girl, Derek. Sam wants to name her Laura Grace Hale; Laura for your sister and Grace for Sam's mother."

Derek looked at his protégé and friend. "How do you know what it is?"

Scott smiled. "I was at every doctor's visit. Do you know how many people asked me if I was the father?" Allison laughed. He looked at her. "That's not funny."

"Yes, it is. What did you end up telling them?"

"I said I was her brother."

Everyone looked at Ms. McCall. She shrugged. "Sam has been over a lot lately and she's been a good influence on Scott. Might as well be. Scott, Stiles, why don't we leave them alone for the time being. You can come back tomorrow."

Stiles nodded. "That sounds like a very good idea. See you tomorrow, Derek. Bye, Sam." He leaned over and gave her a quick kiss. When she didn't speak he took that as his goodbye.

When everyone was gone and it was quiet, Derek moved to the bed. Sam shifted so he could sit down and rested her head on his shoulder when he was settled. He took that as the memo she didn't feel like speaking. So he looked at his daughter.

"You're beautiful, Laura, but don't think for a minute you're dating before you're thirty." The baby didn't take heed to him. She slept on. "Oh, well. I guess I'll lose that bet in sixteen years." He made a face then looked down at the mother. She was asleep and sleeping peacefully. He leaned down and kissed her forehead. "You did good, mama. Thank you for a beautiful baby girl." Sam hadn't heard him but he knew she "heard" him because she smiled slightly.