Surprise

It was around two A .M. when Derek heard someone walking downstairs. Knowing it wasn’t Cora, who was sleeping right next to him, Derek decided to go and look who it is. As Derek slowly walked downstairs he could clearly hear someone in the Livingroom, probably trying to either turn the TV on or steal it. Derek walked through the kitchen to the Livingroom.

As he came closer to the door he saw that the light was turned on. When he opened the door he saw a obviously tired Jackson sitting on the loveseat. What confused Derek was the little boy that was drinking from Jackson’s nipple, was Jackson was nursing the baby?

‘Derek.’ Jackson said, letting Derek know he knew he was there. ‘Jackson.’ Derek said, while sitting down on the sofa. ‘You weren’t supposed to see this.’ Jackson mumbles. ‘Obviously. I’m sorry I walked in on you.’ Jackson shook his head and said ‘It doesn’t matter, this is your house. Of course you would see this.’ ‘Still, you didn’t want me to see this.’ Jackson shrugs, while keeping his eyes focused on Tylan. ‘I doesn’t matter.’ ‘Okay, if you say so.’ Derek says ‘So I’m guess that the little pup is yours too?’ ‘Yeah he is.’

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Jackson had been feeling sick for about a week now and Isaac started to worry about him. Werewolves weren’t supposed to be able to get sick, werewolves can’t get sick. ‘Jackson please.’ Isaac pleaded. ‘No Zac, I’m not going to see a doctor.’ Jackson said, with his head hanging above the toilet. ‘Jax you’ve been sick for week, you just puked.’ Isaac said, looking at Jackson with concern in his eyes. ‘Werewolves can’t get sick Jackson!’ ‘Well maybe ex-kanimas can.’ ‘Jackson just stop it!’ Isaac practically yelled. ‘Stop what?” ‘Stop making up excuses.’

Eventually Jackson had given in, and that’s how he ended up sitting in the waiting room of his London pack emissary. ‘Jackson, come in.’ Liam Young, the emissary, said. When Jackson sat down in his office, Liam asked ‘Tell me, what’s the problem Jackson?’’ ‘Lately I’ve been feeling off, I’ve had really bad like morning sickness or something. I’ve been puking a lot and mostly in the early morning. Isaac has been really worrying about it, and I keep telling him not too, but he really wanted be to go and see a doctor or something. But there can’t be anything wrong, because werewolves can’t get sick, right?’ Jackson explained. ‘Well technically werewolves can’t get sick no. But I think I know what’s going on, it’s kind of impossible, but let’s take a look.’ Liam said, as he got a big device. Jackson recognised it as a device to make ultrasounds with. ‘What is that for?’ Jackson asked kind of worried. ‘Jackson could you please lay down?’ Jackson did as he was told and Liam told him to take his shirt off. ‘This might be cold.’ Liam said as he put gel on Jackson’s belly. It was indeed cold and made Jackson shifter.

Isaac was about to start cooking dinner for himself, when he heard a knock on his door. ‘Hey Jax.’ Isaac said when he saw the older boy. ‘Come in.’ When Jackson was in side and Isaac had shut the door he said ‘You might want to sit down.’ ‘Why what’s wrong, are you dying or something? Please tell me you aren’t dying, I can’t lose any more people I care for. ‘ Isaac said, looking at Jackson worried. Jackson could practically smell the fear and worry coming of the younger boy. ‘Isaac please just sit down.’ Jackson knew Isaac could smell the nervousness on him, he reeked of it. ‘Here.’ Jackson said as he threw the ultrasound on the table in front of Isaac, who had sat down. ‘What is this Jackson?” Isaac asked looking at the ultrasound. ‘What do you think it is, you dumbass.’ Jackson said, he didn’t know how to deal with this, let alone be polite to Isaac. It was just too much. ‘It’s an ultrasound, I see that Jackson, but what is it for? You’re a male you can’t get pregnant.’ Isaac said. ‘But I still am.’ Jackson whispered, he wanted to yell, he wanted to throw something, but he knew better then to do any of that. It would just make Isaac sad and he was already in big trouble, he didn’t want to create anymore. ‘Jackson please tell me you’re playing some kind of sick game.’ Isaac said. ‘I wish I was.’ Jackson said.

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‘Why didn’t you say something?’ Derek asked. ‘What should I’ve said?” Jackson said. ‘They already hate me Derek, I don’t want them to think I’m some kind of freak too.’ ‘Jackson they don’t hate you. Most of them don’t even know you.’ ‘Exactly, that’s why I didn’t say anything when you asked who the mom was. Well I kind of did want to say something but Isaac luckily stopped me. I’ve had enough trouble walking around like some kind of whale during my last year of high school.’ Jackson took a deep breath and continued talking. ‘I didn’t want the whole pack to think I’m a fucking freak Derek! They kind of already think I’m the biggest asshole, the worst boyfriend and I even screwed turning into a fucking werewolf up. I’m also pretty damned sure they hate me. They probably didn’t think I heard them talking about me during the dinner but I did.’ ‘Jackson I’m going to be honest with you.’ Derek said ‘Sure Stiles strongly dislikes you that’s very true, but he does not hate you. Neither does Scott nor Lydia, Lydia couldn’t even if she wanted and you know that. When it comes to the rest of the pack, Jackson they don’t even know, they know the stories but not you. So you can proof them wrong, you can proof them you’re not a total asshole. They may dislike you now, but I’m sure you can make them like you. Malia seems to have taken a liking in you, and Malia doesn’t really like a lot a people. So that’s a plus.’  At the last part Jackson couldn’t help but smile. ‘Malia is nice I like her.’

‘Jackson can I ask you some questions?” Derek asked. When Jackson nodded Derek proceeded ‘How did you even get pregnant in the first place?’ ‘Sex.’ ‘Yeah I get that, just didn’t think you were into guys nor did I think you were a bottom.’ ‘What can I say sometimes a little dominance is nice.’ Jackson said with a grin.

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When Isaac had walked into the bar he didn’t think he’d see Jackson, who he had ran into just a few days ago, blame the goose. Jackson stood with two girls, they seemed to want to get into his pants and Jackson seemed to really dislike the idea. But he probably didn’t want to seem rude so he talked to them. Isaac thought it was kind of funny and wanted to hear what was going on, so he sat down on a stool not too far away.   

‘He’s cute isn’t he Briana?’ ‘Yeah he really is Ashley!’ ‘You’re so cute.’ Jackson was so done with this, he just wanted to hang with some of his friends at his favourite pub. But of course they couldn’t make it and now he was alone in the club while two blondes where trying to get in his pants.

Isaac could smell the want from the girls and the awkward sent from Jackson. He was starting to think it was kind of sad that Jackson couldn’t get away, Isaac had seen him try multiple times. So he decided he would help Jackson.

Isaac walked up to the group and the moment he locked eyes with Jackson he pulled the guy towards him and pressed their lips together. When he pulled back Jackson looked at him in shock. ‘I’m sorry I’m late, babe.’ Isaac said and heard the girls say something along the lines of ‘My god he’s gay. I should have known he didn’t seem really interested. Ugh fags.’ Isaac decided to ignore the comments and said ‘Thank you for keeping my boyfriend company.’ One of the girls mumbled a ‘No problem.’ And both of the girls took off. ‘Thank you Isaac.’ Jackson said. ‘Yeah not a problem. You’re a great kisser.’ ‘What can I say practice makes perfect.’ Jackson said. ‘Let’s practice then.’ Isaac said and connected their lips once again.

‘Your bed is enormous.’ Isaac said in-between kisses. Jackson had invited Isaac over after they did a lot of kissing in the bar. Isaac never thought ‘saving’ Jackson would lead to sex, not that he minded. ‘You did this before?’ Jackson asked, revering to sex with a guy. ‘Yeah, you?’ Jackson shook his head looking down at the floor getting a bit red. ‘Doesn’t matter, I’ll be careful.’ Isaac said. ‘You’re okay with being a bottom right?’ ‘I guess.’ ‘Well babe you should lie down on the bed then.’ Isaac whispered into Jackson’s ears. ‘You got lube?” Isaac asked. Jackson got up and got some lube out of his nightstand before lying down again. ‘You’re sure you want to do this right?’ Isaac asks. ‘Positive.’ With that Isaac started to put lube on his fingers.

-

‘So that means you’re a bottom and Isaac a top am I right?’ Derek asks. ‘Yeah.’ Jackson says while he takes Tylan from his breast. ‘I can’t believe you guys are talking about sex in front of my son.’ The voice of Isaac made both Jackson and Derek jump. ‘What are you doing here?’ Jackson asks. ‘The bed was getting cold.’ Isaac says. ‘Oh, well could give me his bib?’ Jackson asks. ‘Didn’t I give the both of you your own rooms?’ Derek asks, a bit confused as to way they would share a bed. ‘Yeah, but Jax doesn’t sleep well alone and I don’t mind.’ Isaac says while picking up the bib from the table. ‘Give me Ty.’ Jackson hands Tylan to Isaac, who makes sure he burbs. While Isaac does that Jackson get a kitchen towel to clean his chest. ‘So are the two of you dating?’ Derek asks, seeing the two of them work together reminds him kind of his parents. ‘Not really, we enjoy being together and we have a kid.’ Jackson says, sitting down next to Derek, while Isaac takes the love seat. ‘I mean I wouldn’t mind dating Isaac but at the moment we’re just figuring things out. We just had a baby you know?’