"Dad, you really don't have to come with me to this appointment." I said for the fifth time this morning. It's Tuesday and I have my 12-week appointment with my doctor to check on the baby and make sure everything is okay. My dad is insisting he come with but, I've done two of these appointments on my own.

"I'm going and thats final, Victoria." I sighed, giving in while I grabbed my bag off the counter. "Okay, but Danny is coming too. He said he wants to be there to see the baby." I smiled. I'm really happy that Danny is here to support me like this, and he doesn't judge me at all.

My dad opened the front door for me. "Oh and, after my appointment I need to get an application from the front desk, Doctor Neil said he could set me up with a job as a secretary." I got into my dads police car, sitting in the passenger seat and pulled out my phone to text Danny.

My dad sat beside me and started the car. "That's great, it's good that you're finding a job. It's very responsible of you." I gave my dad a smile as we drove to the Doctors office.

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I sat in the waiting room between Danny and my dad. I was supposed to be filling out a paper with all my personal information, but all I could focus on was the other women in the waiting room.

I was by far the youngest in here, the rest of the women were in their twenties and thirties. One woman was huge, like her stomach was way bigger than any of the others, and stretched out so far that I didn't think she could even see her own toes. I looked down at my belly and swallowed hard.

Danny grabbed my hand, noticing my discomfort. "Vic, I'm sure you won't get that big." He whispered in my ear. I nodded, not convinced in the slightest. I felt scared, more scared about it than I had before.

I still don't know what I was thinking on that night three months ago. How could I have forgotten a stupid condom?

"Victoria Stilinski?" A woman came out and called my name, my eyes shot up to hers and I stood up nervously. My dad and Danny followed me back to the room. It was clean and painted an off white color.

There were two chairs next to the table with the sheet on it. I bit my lip and sat up on the table, the boys sat next to me. The lady smiled kindly at me. "Hi, I'm Jackie. I'll be your nurse today. Can I get your date of birth?"

Jackie continued to ask many questions, like date of conception, if I was experiencing any symptoms, if I'd had any bleeding. That type of thing. She even asked if my dad or Danny was the father, to which all of us were quick to deny that that was the case.

She left us and said the ultrasound technician would be in shortly to take pictures of the baby. I nodded and looked back to Danny and my dad. "Is it normal to be scared?"

Danny nodded. "I mean, I'd be scared too. It's not everyday you get knocked up." I laughed a little with Danny, knowing that he was trying to lighten the mood. "I wonder when I'll get to find out the gender." I trailed off.

Danny seemed to get excited at this. "I hope its a girl. Then we can buy her little dresses and skirts. Ugh she'll be so cute." I laughed. My dad tried to force a little smile but, I could tell he was just as freaked out as I was.

"Daddy, it's gonna be okay." I gave him a small smile and I squeezed his hand reassuringly. He nodded.

The ultrasound guy walked in and washed his hands before putting on gloves. "Lay back and lift up your shirt please." I obeyed and lifted back my shirt, a small bump had formed at the base of my abdomen.

"It'll be a little cold." He stated, referring to the gel. It was cold, I gasped a little at the cold feeling. All three of us turned our heads to the screen as the guy began to move the gel around with the tool.

It's hard to tell exactly what is what since the baby isn't too big yet, so the picture looked like two black circles with white on the inside. The white were in shapes that I couldn't quite make out.

The guy pointed at the screen, toward the two black blobs. "Those, are your babies. Congratulations." My heart stopped and I immediately turned to the guy. "Babies?" I asked, unable to comprehend such a thing. He nodded, smiling at me.

"Yes, baby A and baby B." I let my head fall back onto the table/bed thing and felt a rush of emotions. Tears began to pour from my eyes, I felt like I couldn't stop them. The ultrasound guy excused himself. I could feel my dad wipe away my tears and Danny grab my hand.

"I can't have two babies!" I cried out. One is one thing but two is a totally different thing. I can't do that thing. I can do one thing, but two?

"Vic, it'll all be okay. You have so many people here to support you. You can do this."

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After my appointment I didn't want to go to school, I couldn't do it with all this stress. My dad dropped me off at Scott's house, per my request. I wanted to talk with Scott about all this stuff and then, hopefully, get his decision afterwards.

"Thanks dad." I gave him a kiss on the cheek before hoping out of the car. He nodded to me before driving off. Before I could make it to the front door, Scott walked out...or he ran out and almost ran right into me.

"Woah, Scott...Are you okay?" I stopped him in his tracks, grabbing onto both his shoulders. His eyes met mine and they were a little wild and unsure. He nodded and ran his hands through his hair.

"Y-yeah. It's just--It's all this Alpha-pack stuff. They want me to do something bad...like really bad--but I can't. I don't--" I cut him off with a nervous laugh. "Why would the Alpha pack want you to do anything...It's not like you're like them...."

I bit my lip at the uncertainty I saw in his eyes. Scott looked away and put my hand up to his cheek, making him face me. I gave him a questioning look. "Right?" Scott looked down, but when he looked up at me his eyes were glowing red.

I staggered back, letting my hand fall from his face and sever any connection between us. I felt sick...Like actually sick. I turned away from Scott and threw up. I felt so embarrassed, I just puked in front of the guy I have a mega crush on.

I could feel Scott holding back my hair. I let out a moan of discomfort. "Come on, let's get you cleaned up." I looked down and noticed I puked on my shit a little bit. My cheeks turned red, with both anger and embarrassment.

As Scott walked me inside, I saw Isaac sitting on the couch and Melissa in the kitchen. I waved at both of them, but Scott just pushed me up the stairs.

Once we got to his room, he shut the door and tossed me a shirt. I eagerly removed my shirt and tossed it to the side, it smelt really bad. Scott cleared his throat and turned away. I simply rolled my eyes. "You've seen me naked, calm down you big baby."

I put his shirt on and then turned to him, anger in my eyes. "You're a werewolf?" I asked, biting my lip, my arms crossed in front of me. Scott nodded and put his head in his hands. I could feel my breathing get ragged. "So, when I dreamt of you as a werewolf last night...it was real."

Scott frowned at me, "I'm sorry Tori...I wanted to tell you, but you-" I cut him off. "Let's not talk about this now. Stress isn't good for me, especially since I'm now considered a high risk pregnancy."

Honestly, I am completely freaked out that Scott is a werewolf. I mean, will it pass on to my babies? I don't want that for them, at all. Also, it's scary to think that I had sex with a monster...But, also I know that Scott isn't a monster. He couldn't hurt a fly. Ugh, this is all too confusing.

"Why is it high risk?" Scott looked slightly worried, and it was kinda cute. I gave a sigh and moved to sit on the bed next to him. "Well, this news might change your mind on the whole parenting thing but, I'm having twins." I stared at the wall while I waited for Scott to process this.

"Twins? As in two?" His eyes were wide and scared, he looked as scared as I felt. I nodded and sighed. "Yup. Found out today. That also would explain why I'm already starting to get a little bump." I rubbed over the small bump that was on my normally flat tummy.

Scott fell back on the bed, his hands in his hair. I gave him a small smile and stood up, making my way to the door. "Where are you going?" He asked. "Well, I wanted to talk with your mom.... I need her advice in all this. Don't worry, I won't tell her you're the daddy." I let out a breath. "So, I'm going to go do that before she leaves for work." I smiled and left without another word.

I can't sit in there with him and talk about baby stuff when I know he's been keeping a secret from me. A secret that can change the lives of my babies, it's unfair to me. I made my way down stairs and saw Melissa standing by the counter in the kitchen, making coffee. For her shift at work, I assume.

I sighed. "So...my dad told you, huh?" I asked, looking down at my hands and then back up at her. She had an understanding look in her eyes as she nodded. "Yeah...and I want you to know that I'm here for you, Victoria. Trust me when I say you're going to need all the support you can get."

I nodded, sniffling slightly as I felt tears burn my eyes, but I shook it off and instead changed the subject. "I miss coffee." Melissa turned to me and laughed a little. "I did to, I barely functioned without it for the first three months." I smiled and sat at the table across from Melissa. "How was your appointment? Your dad toeld me about it..."

I frowned a little. "It was okay, but I found out I'm having twins. So, everything got so much more complicated." I put my head in my hands, I felt like crying again. "And I'm so sick of crying, all the time." I felt Melissa begin to rub small circles on my back.

"It'll all be okay, Victoria. If anyone can handle having twins at 17, It's you." I gave her a small smile, thankful for all the support. We talked for a few more moments, of school and such, before she asked the question I was dreading.

"Have you told the dad?" She asked, looking a little unsure if she should be asking. I bit my lip. "Yeah, I did. And, he was really supportive but, completely freaked out...I told him he had a choice in the matter and I wasn't going to foce this on him."

"Who is it?" She then shook her head. "If you don't mind me asking?" I broke eye contact and saw Scott standing in the kitchen. "I'm not ready to say." I frowned, in truth I just wasn't ready for my brother and dad to throw a fit. Melissa would be upset too.

She nodded and gave me a smile. "That's okay, I understand." She then stood up and said she had to go to work, she said I could call her if I need anything and that her door is always open. I thanked her and then turned my attention to Scott, who was now sitting across from me at the table.

"Thanks for not telling her, I just don't know if I'm ready yet." Scott smiled sheepishly. I glared at him. "I did it for me, not you, Scott. I'm not ready for everyone to get all pissed off." I snapped at him and he looked a little taken back.

I sighed and rubbed my temples. "I'm sorry. I'm just so overwhelmed and...hungry. I need food." I pulled out my phone and dialed Stiles number. He picked up on the third ring.

"What?" He snapped slightly and then sighed. "Tori...I'm-I'm sorry--I just Heather is dead. They found her body."

"Oh my god, Stiles...are you okay?" I asked, feeling genuine concern for my brother.

"Yeah, I'll be fine....anyway what's up?" I could hear he was upset. I bit my lip.

"Nothing. I was just calling to see if you were at home." I lied. Stiles sighed. "Yeah, right. But, no I'm not home. I'm on my way to Scott's house. Where are you."

"Scott's house." I replied. Stiles sighed and then mumbled something I couldn't hear. "I'll be right there, bye."

I hung up the phone. "Since Stiles isn't gonna get me food, do you wanna make me some food?" I smiled at him kindly, batting my eyelashes. He laughed and nodded. "Sure. What do you want?"

I thought about it for a moment. "I want a peanut butter sandwich with pickles." My mouth watered at the thought of it. "Ew. Pickles and peanut butter don't go together." I turned to Isaac, who was now standing in the entrance of the kitchen.

I glared at him. "Well, when you experience cravings--then you can tell me my pickle and peanut butter sandwich is gross." Isaac rolled his eyes, but smiled. He and I haven't really talked at all, even though he's been living with Scott for awhile now. I guess we just always miss each other.

"Well, I'm off to... do stuff. I'll see you guys later." He waved and left the house. I furrowed my brows. "That wasn't weird at all." I trailed off.

Scott nodded and set the sandwich with extra pickles on the side in front of me. I bit into one of the pickles and let out a moan as the juices satisfied my craving. "Oh my god, I love you right now." I began to eat my sandwich and I felt so content with life in that moment. I was happy with my peanut butter sandwich and pickles...and the hot guy who was watching me eat them, even if he was an ass who was keeping secrets from me.

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Edit: 4/3/2020