Pack Mother - Derek Hale - Part 4
Characters: Derek Hale, Werewolf!Stiles, Isaac Lahey, PackMom!Reader.
Derek and Isaac had moved in and you were up to your eyeballs in testosterone. Isaac was sleeping on the couch, Derek in the guest room. You miss your privacy.
You came home late one evening, you had errands to run. You went upstairs, wanting to crash in bed. You opened your door to find Derek in your bed.
“Oh, really?” You crossed your arms and looked at him.
“Isaac’s in my room. I had nowhere to go.”
“Why is Isaac in your room?” You raise an eyebrow.
“He brought some girl home, I don’t know.”
“Derek! Oh my God!” You slipped out the door and swung Derek’s door open. You walked in and leaned on the wall. Isaac looked up at you and groaned.
The girl looked at you blankly. “Can I help you?” She smarted off.
“You can actually. Get out.” You point to the door.
She nudges Isaac. “You’re going to let her talk to me like that?” He shrugs and she pouts.
“I said out. Now.” You slammed the door closed when she left and you looked at Isaac.
“What the hell?” He got off the bed and put his shirt back on.
“Don’t what the hell me, Lahey. Bringing a girl home? To my house?”
“We didn’t even do anything! We were just making out!”
“I don’t care. You still brought her here.”
Derek opened the door and stood behind you.
“This isn’t fair! Scott didn’t care about this stuff!”
You scoff, “Was Scott becoming your legal guardian? No? Then I don’t want to hear it. My house, my rules.”
Isaac huffs and pushes past you, storming down the stairs.
Derek high fives you. “That was good pack-parenting.”
You laugh. “I cannot believe you let him in here with a girl.”
“Sorry. That was bad pack-parenting. He’s done it before so I didn’t really think much of it.”
“He’s done it before? In your room? Derek…he needs his own room.” You sigh.
“I can sleep on the couch.” He shrugs.
“No, stay with me. It’ll be 100% nonsexual. You can handle that right?”
Derek smirks. “Of course I can.”
That day he moved all of his stuff in, you were now sharing a closet with a man who you’d just met. You’d kissed for maybe fifteen seconds, but you just met. “What side of the bed do you sleep on?” He turned and looked at you.
“In the middle…so pick whichever side you want.” You say, moving your clothes over in the closet.
Stiles has been in and out of the house all day. He’s decided that you and Derek are the only ones that can calm him down.
“Why is Jackson such a huge idiot?” He stormed in and sat on your bed.
“All right then..” You muttered before sitting beside him. “What’d he do now?”
“He said that I’ll never be as good of a werewolf as him, so when I got angry he laughed at me. He’s showing off for Lydia.” He grunts.
You roll your eyes. “I just talked to him about this..Stiles don’t let it get to you. If I’m being honest I think that he’s a little worried about you and Lydia. You’re stepping in on his lady, Stiles.” You nudge him and he laughs.
“I don’t mean to…I just can’t help it. She’s just..” He lays back on the bed and groans. “She’s so pretty and she’s got the greatest personality. I just don’t know how she can stand to be with him. He’s a dumb jock, that’s all he is. She’s too smart to be with him. I get her, I get her sense of humor and I get her smart little fun facts. I just really like her, y'know? I do everything I can not to screw up around her and Jackson always makes me look stupid.” He sighs.
Derek joins the two of you on the bed. “I know what you mean. Pretty girls are hard to get over.” He flicked his eyes over to you and smirked.
“Let me give you some advice. If you’re having trouble with Lydia just try being her friend. Don’t try to impress her, or show off, just be her friend. Go out on friend dates with her and Jackson, no matter how much it hurts because that’s going to show that you aren’t around just to get in her pants. It’ll show her you’re trustworthy.” Derek smiles at him.
“I never really have tried being her friend…” Stiles says quietly. He jumped off the bed quickly.
“So, quick question…”
“What?” You look up at him.
“When’s the next full moon?”
“Monday, why? Do you need us?”
Stiles nods, “Okay, thanks guys. I have to go be Lydia’s friend now.” He jogs out of the room and you look at Derek.
“Such a spaz.” He says under his breath and you smack his arm.
“Leave him alone.” You defend the younger boy.
“Fine. Sorry.” Derek throws his hands up on defense, a smile playing on his lips. “Let’s go out tonight.” He looks at you.
“I uh..where?” You stand up, pulling the hoodie you were wearing down.
“Let’s go to a club. You know, where we can drink and not have to worry about teenaged werewolves.” He laughs.
You snort, “That’d be great.”
“It’s a plan?” He asks you.
“It’s a plan.” You repeat, high fiving the much taller werewolf in front of you. You glance at the clock. “That means I should start getting ready. Can you call Isaac and talk to him? He probably won’t answer if I call. Just tell him what’s going on and that he gets his own room now.” You grab your makeup bag as Derek nods. You go to the bathroom, turning music on loudly. You go back to your room to pick a dress out before retreating back to the bathroom.
You finish getting ready and you head downstairs. You find Derek in a tight white button down shirt and dress pants. You feel your breath hitch when you see him. He smirks at you. “I talked to Isaac…are you ready?”
You nod, the both of you going out to his car. You arrive at the club, the line surprisingly short.
“You look drop dead gorgeous. I just thought I’d let you know.” He smirks down at you and you blush.
“You don’t look too bad either.”
You’re standing in line talking when you’re approached by a young girl. “Derek? You’re Derek Hale right?”
Derek turns and looks at her, nodding. “Can I help you?”
“You’re an alpha, right? You know what to do.”
“I’m not exactly sure what you’re asking me.”
“I-I’m pregnant. I think my water just broke. I need help.”
Your eyes go wide and Derek turns to look at you.
“I’m not Derek Hale but I can help you.” You say, stepping out of line. You take the young girls arm.
“I can’t go to the hospital. My mom doesn’t know I’m pregnant. I can’t go.”
Derek takes her other arm. “Let’s get her in the car.”
You help her into the backseat and sit with her. “Derek, take her back to the house.” You arrive at the house and you help her inside, setting her up in Isaac’s room. You take all the sheets off the bed and put a towel down over the mattress protector. You cover her up and sit beside her. Derek stands in the doorway, watching.
“How old are you, sweetie?” You press a cool rag to her head.
She groans, you can see her contracting. You take her hand and let her squeeze. She’s not talking through the contraction so you figure she must be close.
You stand at the edge of the bed. “Is it okay if I look?” She nods.
“I’m fourteen, by the way. I’m pretty sure the baby’s a werewolf too.”
You nod and look under her dress. “Derek, she’s crowning already.” Can you come in here and take her hand.
He nods and comes in, making conversation with the girl.
“Honey, what’s your name?”
“My name’s Brittany.”
“Okay, Brittany..I’m going to need you to push. Can you do that? I’m going to count down from ten and I need you to push while I count.”
She nods and squeezes Derek’s hand.
“1..2..3..push.” She begins pushing and you count down. This goes on for about twenty minutes. “Derek can you get me the blanket on the couch?” He nods and jogs downstairs.
“One more push, Brittany.” She pushes and you hold the baby as it comes out. “It’s a boy.” You smile.
Derek returns and you wrap the baby up. “I need scissors.” He grabs them from the bedside table and you cut the cord, careful not to cut too close.
You hand the boy to Brittany. She cries as she takes him. “Thank you so much. Thank you.”
“Can I get you anything?” You smile at her and she shakes her head.
“I’m okay. Thank you.”
“We’ll leave you be. We’re going to be downstairs if you need us.” She nods and you and Derek leave the rooms.
“So much for going out.” You look at him and he smirks.
“I still got to see you in this hot dress. I found it painstakingly sexy watching you deliver a baby in heels. You’re so badass.” He gives you a once over.
You push him playfully. “Shut up. I’m just doing what I have to.”
Isaac walks in the door and starts to go upstairs. “Ah..wait.” You holler.
“What?” He turns and looks at you.
“You don’t want to go in there. I’m not giving details just don’t go in there. You can sleep down here tonight.”
He groans and flops down on the couch. “Okay..”
You go to the kitchen and sit a bottle of wine on the counter, Derek smirking. “Yeah?” He asks.
“Oh yeah.” You nod and pour you both a glass. You hop up on the counter. “I just delivered a baby. I don’t how these things just casually happen to me.”
Derek laughs. “You get used to it. I was hoping we’d hang out more tonight but…”
“We’re hanging out now aren’t we?” You and give him a sly look.
You spend the rest of the night talking and laughing. You got to know each other better. You’d checked in on Brittany before going to bed but she was asleep.
You’re awoken at 6 a.m by screeching. You groan and get up. Is there a baby in the house? There’s a baby in the house. You walk across the hall to Isaac’s room to check on Brittany and the baby. When you open the door you only see the baby. You pick him up and cradle him. You yawn as he begins to calm down. You carry him to the bathroom to see if Brittany’s there. Nope. You go down to the kitchen to find a note. You read it and you panic. “Derek! Derek, come here!” You heard him get out of bed and come downstairs quickly. You must’ve woken Isaac too because he came shuffling into the kitchen.
Derek comes in looking like an adorable mess. He has no shirt on, just pajama pants and his hair’s sticking up everywhere. “What’s going on?”
You hand him the note. “Brittany left. She left the baby here. She said she doesn’t care what we do with him.” Derek’s eyes meet yours and you can smell the anxiety on him, the baby beginning to scream.
“I for one hate the kid already.”
“Isaac, shut up.” You and Derek say in unison. No one speaks for awhile. You and Derek just stare at each other, having a silent conversation.