Chapter 19
“You have—”
“Girl parts, yes.” Liam said.
“So, that means—”
“I have a vagina, yes.” Liam stated.
Theo stared.
Deaton cleared his throat.
Liam looked down.
“His body took a bit to adapt, but it seems to me like Liam’s body is presenting as an omega, but his wolf as a beta.” Deaton said, and Theo just nodded slowly.
Liam was a beta, but with an omega body type. He was one of the rarest wolves ever, seeing as there were only two like him.
“This changes things, you know.” Theo said, and he hated how sharp the words came out, but he couldn’t help it. He didn’t know how to feel, was sure Liam didn’t know how to feel either about the situation.
Liam just sent him a look, crossing his arms over his chest, kicking his feet on the table. Deaton cleared his throat awkwardly, going and reaching for something in the closet.
“Liam, I’m going to ask you to lay back for me just for a few minutes.” Liam did as he was asked, propping his feet up like Deaton ordered him to.
Theo watched as Deaton pulled the machine closer to them, grabbing gel and lifting Liam’s shirt up. Theo growled a little, the wolf in him not liking that Deaton was touching Liam in anyway, let alone bare skin.
Deaton looked over at Theo, eyebrows a little raised.
“Do you want to be kicked out?” The man asked, and he shook his head quickly. Deaton nodded, turning back to Liam.
He watched the gel be squirted onto his stomach, watched Deaton move it around with the little wand, the screen lighting up with the inside of Liam’s stomach.
Theo caught it before either of them did.
There was a baby inside of Liam.
He fainted.
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He woke up to a wet wash cloth being laid on his forehead. He opened his eyes, staring up at Liam who had a soft smile on his face.
“You okay there, champ?” Liam asked, and he rolled his eyes, smiling a little.
He sat up, putting a hand to his forehead, closing his eyes.
“You have…”
“A child, yes.” He said, and Theo just nodded.
He was going to be a dad.
Well, he really did live up to the name ‘daddy’.
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Deaton gave them some books, books telling them about supernatural pregnancies, how to deal with Alphas and their possessive nature, how to take care of the omega pregnant. Theo had texted Derek while Deaton had taken Liam to the backroom.
Derek Hale: He’s what?!
Me: I know!
Derek Hale: Stiles is fucking excited.
Me: Come over?
Derek had agreed, and Theo put his phone away, grabbing Liam’s hand gently, guiding them to the car. Liam was already reading the book, nose deep in it.
“I hope it’s a girl.” Liam said. Theo agreed.
He would spoil their kid rotten, give them everything they wanted or needed (while making sure their kid had manners of course).
He drove them home, seeing that Derek was already there, leaning against the camrao, Stiles pressed against his chest. He smiled softly when Liam ran up to Stiles, Stiles hugging him close. His wolf didn’t feel threatened by Stiles, just a little cautious since Stiles was known to give killer tight hugs. Derek and him locked eyes, and Derek nodded a bit.
Theo knew that the man wanted to have a family with the one he loved, Stiles, but he knew Stiles wasn’t ready yet either, wanting to wait a few more years.
The four of them walked inside, Stiles online with Liam, looking up classes and books to help them get started with being a family. Liam gave his own two cents, asking some questions. Stiles answered them to the best of his ability, most of the answers being accurate.
“Where did you get so smart?” Derek joked, and Stiles looked over.
“I lived with Melissa for almost five years, so I picked up a thing or two from her.” He said. “And I used to work in the section where you can take care of infants and stuff.” Derek nodded a bit, his gaze never wavering from Stiles.
Liam looked a little panicked though, Theo could feel it as well.
He grabbed Liam, drawing him closer to his chest.
“What’s the matter, my love?” He asked softly, the elevator still moving up to the top floor.
Liam just shook his head, burying his face in Theo’s chest.
Theo held him close, rubbing a hand on his back, then sneaking in between their bodies and rubbing his belly. Liam smiled a little, eyes closing, leaning more heavily against Theo.
They all stepped off once the elevator dinged for the top floor, Liam’s steps becoming heavier, Stiles’ steps dragging. Their boys were tired, but they didn’t know why. Derek looked a bit concerned, and Theo put a hand on his shoulder.
“He probably just didn’t get enough sleep last night.” Derek shook his head.
“I stayed awake last night while he was over, he slept from ten until eight today.” Theo got a little concerned at that.
Maybe there was just something in the air?
Both Liam and Stiles had fallen asleep on the couch, Liam’s head resting in Stiles’ lap, and Stiles curled up against the side of the couch. Theo smiled a little, capturing the picture of them together, Derek doing the same.
It was already a long day.
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Theo and Derek had passed out in Theo’s bedroom, Derek against the bed, Theo in the bed. They didn’t hear Liam or Stiles wake up, didn’t hear the front door closing. They didn’t hear the car leaving the parking garage. They didn’t hear anything.
Well, Liam had sent him a text saying they’d be back, but that was it.
They were a little upset, to say the least.
Derek started hammering in on Stiles, voice rising, yelling at him. Theo was going to intervene but Stiles beat him to it.
“You’re sleeping on the couch tonight.” And the room went silent.
It wasn’t even an insult, but it left Derek whining.
“Oh, shit.” Liam said softly, and Theo turned to him, eyebrow raised.
“If you say—” Theo was cut off by Liam raising his own eyebrows.
“Are you going to yell at me?” Theo closed his mouth, eyes widening a little. He would never do that again.
“No.”
“Good. Then you can sleep in your bed tonight.” Liam smiled at him, and turned back to Stiles and Derek.
Stiles just high fived Liam, and Derek looked torn.
“I’m sorry.” Derek whined out, and Stiles just rose an eyebrow.
“You can make amends after you sleep on the couch tonight.”
His baby boy was pregnant, Stiles was most definitely a brat, and his best friend was being booted to the couch tonight.
When did his life become a soap opera?