A few years later
Nia's POV
"Fuck off." I shout at Derek. "It's not that deep Nia. Just fucking open the door." He says and bangs on our bedroom door.
After Derek and I were able to come back to Beacon Hills we ended up buying a house. We still have the loft but it just gets so cold in there, especially in the winter.
Our house became where everyone meets for 'pack meetings'.
Stiles stays between dad's and our place a lot. He doesn't want dad to be too lonley but he wants to feel more independent which apparently happens when he's under my roof.
After a few years, Issac came back to Beacon Hills. He also stays with Derek and I, like I promised he could.
I never thought our lives would be this normal. Things have completely calmed down, well... not completely, but it is a lot calmer.
I've even had time to drag Derek on dates.
"I can break down the door. And trust me I will." Derek shouts. "I dare you to try." I shout back and he groans.
"What's going on?" I hear Issac ask. "Nothing." I hear Derek say before sighing. I roll my eyes and stand up from the bed to slowly move up to the door.
"Nia!" He yells but I ignore him. Maybe if I cry it'll work, it always has. I've mastered the art of fake crying, I'm a literal pro.
"Move out of the way of the door." Derek says but I don't. "Nia! I'm seriously about to kick this god damm door down and trust me I will. If you don't move from behind it, you will get hit too." He yells and I roll my eyes but still take a few steps back.
To my surprise, he does actually kick the door down.
"You better fix that." I say to him as he stalks over to me. "I don't give a fuck about the door right now Nia." He says and I roll my eyes.
"Look, I just think we should wait." He says sitting beside me at the foot of our bed. "I don't want to wait." I complain and lie down.
"I'm getting old." I say and he laughs. "Don't laugh at me." I say and he helps me sit up. "It's not worth the hastle." He says and my eyes water.
"It is. It is. But I don't want to lose you. It's different for a werewolf to have a werewolf baby but for a human to have a werewolf baby, I couldn't do that to you." He says and I roll my eyes.
"If you get pregnant, by me, it will miscarry and if it doesn't you will die and if that doesn't work you'll still become weak and fragile. So no. I don't want a baby." He says and I groan.
"There are so many ways to get rid of that problem." I say and he raises an eyebrow. "Get Scott to bite me." I say and he sighs.
"Come on." I try and argue. "Nia, my answer is no. If you want a baby, then you'll have to leave." He says and I sigh.
"I don't want to leave. I just want a baby." I sigh and he puts an arm around me and I lean into him.
"I'm sorry Nia. But I'm not willing to lose you for a baby." He says and I groan. "But you'll love it. It'll will be ours. Our baby. It will obviously have to gain my humor because you're boring. Sorry not sorry. And then my good looks and my... you know what everything about me because let's be honest... I carry our relationship." I say and he rolls his eyes.
"Let's hope it doesn't inherit that bonked nose." He says and I punch him. "You're fucking horrible." I say and he smiles.
"We can choose out clothes and names and all the exciting stuff. You'll continue your family line." I say and he groans.
"What." I ask and he stands up and over to the door. He pushes the door to where it belongs and he turns back to me.
"You really want a baby?" He asks and I nod. "You better live through it then." He says pushing me down on my bed.
"Really?" I ask as he drags my t-shirt up. "Yep. But promise me. Promise me you'll stay with me Nia." He says and I nod. "I promise." I say and lean up and kiss him with the happiest smile.
"Now, let's get you pregnant." He says kissing the corner of my mouth. "Im so happy. Thank you. I know this must be hard for you but trust me, I won't make you regret it." I say and he kisses me again. "Let's not get soppy right now." He says and I smile.
"Now. Get inside me. Get me pregnant Derek." I say squeezing his shoulders. "Yeah, I'll try." He grunts whilst kissing across my collarbone.
"But if you carry on talking, this isn't gonna work." He says and I nod and quickly close my mouth. He smiles and then rips his belt off.
****
Dereks POV
"Deaton!" I yell whilst carrying Nia inside. It's late, really fucking late. I rang him on the way here, he should be here.
"Yeah. Bring her in." He says and I place Nia down on a table. "You're gonna be fine." I say kissing Nia's forehead. "I know." She grumbles.
"Call my dad and Stiles." She says and I sigh. "Are you sure?" I ask and she starts squeezing my hand. "Yeah, I want them here. Just not looking at my vagina." She says and I roll my eyes.
"Nia, it's late." I say and she rolls her eyes at me. "I've gone into labour, I'm not fucking lucid. I know the god damm time. Just get them here." She says before letting out a loud groan and gripping my hand harshly.
I call her dad and Stiles multiple times until Stiles finally picks up and says he'll get his dad up and meet us here.
"How you feeling?" Deaton asks Nia who didn't look please. "Like shit." She says bluntly before closing her eyes and her face clenches up so I begin to take her pain.
"Can we do something here?" I ask him and he looks from Nia to me. "I don't have the human aesthetic that will numb the pain." He says and I roll my eyes. "Of course you don't." I say sucking in a breath as I take Nia's pain.
"Derek stop." She mumbles and I shake my head. "No fucking way. This is gonna be the worst pain of your life, I'm a werewolf I can deal with it." I say and she squeezes my hand tighter.
"How about we get the baby out of her." I say glaring at Deaton. "Right...okay." he says and a bell rings signalling someone just walked through the front door.
"Is she okay?" Noah says as him and Stiles rush into the room. "She hasn't started screaming yet." Deaton says and I turn to look at him. "Screaming?" Me and Nia ask in sync.
"There is a supernatural creature inside of her, ready to come out. Yes, she's gonna scream." Deaton says and Nia groans. "Maybe this was a bad idea." She admits and I nod. "You think?" I ask and she pulls me down to her.
"Shut up." She booms in my face and I just roll my eyes. I get shes in pain but my god.
Stiles and Noah look between each other before walking up to her head.
"Hi sweetheart." Noah says and she opens one of her eyes. "Hi dad." She says with a happy smile on her face. That expression quickly turns sour and she crushes the shit out of my hand. She tries to hold it in but her dad starts soothing her hair and she begins to cry, actually cry.
The whole time I've been with Nia, I've only seen her genuinely cry a handful of times. The amount of times I've seen her fake cry, I've lost count.
I continue to take her pain, in hopes to help her feel better.
"You're gonna be okay, Nia." Her dad says and she nods. "Remember your promise." She says to him before biting into the back of her hand.
"Don't do that." I say taking her hand away from her mouth and holding both her hands. "Derek I don't think I can..." she gets cut off by her grunts of pain which she's trying to keep to herself.
I release one of her hands and her dad takes it. "You're gonna be just fine." Her dad says and she nods.
I turn my attention to Stiles who hadn't moved much since he arrived. He was as white as a sheet and just stood looking at Nia who was crying.
He's worried. That's obvious. We're all worried but Stiles is in shock. He's just stood there staring at Nia.
"Stiles." Nia says softly whilst looking out for him. "Come here." She says and takes her hand from mine to grab his own.
I get a cold compress and start dabbing her face and chest.
"Everything's gonna be okay. I'm not gonna die." She says squeezing his hand and I grab her ankle just to start taking her pain.
Her contractions are painfully close together and I glance over to Deaton whose lining up a bunch of equipment.
"Even if I do die." Nia says and I spin to her. "Which she isn't." I confirm and she rolls her eyes. "Then it will be okay and you'll have to help look out for your niece or nephew. Okay? Think of all the fun stuff you can do with it whilst Derek and I have to do all the boring and tiring stuff." She says and he smiles.
"I'll be okay." She says and Stiles kissed her forehead.
She turns to look up at me and holds down a yelp in pain. "Tell them to wait outside. They don't need to see this." She whimpers and I look over to Stiles and Noah. They wish her the best of luck and then head outside.
I remove my hand from her, for a second, to walk over to Deaton. Nia lets out a high pitched scream and me and Deaton look at each other. "Get that baby out of her." I say and he nods.
I put my hand on Nia's and take a bit of her pain. I can only take bits at a time but because her pain is constant, it doesn't really help. But it's something.
I retake Nia's hand and Deaton comes over to us. "Do you wanna prep her?" He asks me and I pull up Nia's top.
I take her hand again and she crushes the shit out of it. "Nia. This is gonna be the worst pain you've felt in your life." He says and I look down at Nia who was just nodding.
I focus on Nia's face as Deaton uses one of his tools to slowly cut her open. She screams the loudest and most painful I think I've ever heard.
I take bits if her pain and I know it hurts and we should definitely get some anesthetic.
I could not look at Deaton as he kept Nia talking. I did not wanna see the amount of Nia's blood he had on him.
"It's a girl." Deaton says and I smile down at Nia. "Talia." She says faintly and I nod. We'd already discussed names and Nia decided if it was a girl to name it after our moms. She said my mom had more of a modern name so that would be her first name and then Claudia for the middle name.
"Derek you need to take the baby." Deaton says and for the first time, I look at something over than Nia.
"I want to meet her." Nia says and I nod slowly and walk over to Deaton. He hands me the tiny baby, wrapped in a tiny towel.
I look down at the baby as it cries in my arms. "Comfort her Derek." She says and I raise an eyebrow at Nia.
I comfort her and she begins to calm down at looks at me. She looks up at me the same way Nia does and she even has the same colour eyes as Nia.
"She doesn't have your nose." I say to Nia who takes a breath of relief. "But she does have your eyes." I say and Nia bites her lip and nods.
Suddenly she starts to cry and I look at her worried. "What is it?" I ask and she looks at the baby in my arms. "I want to hold her." She says and I nod.
I carefully out Talia in her arms and put my arm under Nia's, just in case. "Wow." Nia says and smiles down at Talia.
"She looks like your mom." Nia says in almost a whisper before Talia wraps her hand around Nia's finger. Nia melts and looks up at me with the biggest smile on her face.
She suddenly just freezes and her arms go limp. "Nia?" I ask taking our daughter in my arms. Talia would not let go of Nia's finger.
I focus on my hearing and don't hear Nia's heartbeat. "Deaton!" I say as he finishes stitching her up. "Yes?" He asks looking up. "She's not breathing." I say and Deaton sighs.
"She knew the consequences, Derek." He says and I instantly feel sick. She's not dying. No fucking way.
I take Talia's hand off of Nia's finger and she immediately starts crying.
I rush out of the room to her dad and brother and hand the baby to her dad and rush back inside. I immediately start CPR.
"You promised me. You promised me." I repeat whilst giving her CPR. "Come on Nia. Come on!" I shout.
"Derek." Deaton says and I just ignord him. "She's dead." He says examining her. "She isn't it's a joke." I say looking at Nia's wide smile.
"Her heart's not beating and she's not breathing." Deaton says and I roll my eyes and ignore him.
"Come on." Deaton says but I just ignore him and grab Nia's hand. "I'm staying." I say and he sighs.
"Stiles, you should go." Deaton says and I turn to see him stood just inside the door looking at the blood and Nia.
Sometimes I forget Stiles isn't that kid he was when I first met him. He does act mostly the same most of the time but one thing I have noticed is how close he's become to his family.
Anytime Nia or his father isn't feeling well, he's stressing. I don't know what changed but he's worried about them all the time. I think it's Nia more than his dad that he's worried about.
Stiles was the only person who was on my side about Nia not having this baby. But that's because he was scared of losing his sister.
Now he has.
He turns from Nia, to me, with a displeased expression. "You did this." He starts and I raise an eyebrow. "Stiles, now isn't the time." Deaton says and leads him back out into the waiting area.
I look down at Nia and sigh. How am I supposed to raise our child without her?
I don't know how I'll do it, but I will, for her.
I hold her hand and rest my head against it. I don't think I've felt like this before. It was different when Paige and my family died.
I feel my cheeks dampen and I sigh. I should have never gotten her pregnant.
I feel empty just watching her. She's completely lifeless, nothing to her.
"You promised." I whisper and use her hand to wipe away my tear. "You need to come back. You still have so much to live for." I say sighing.
"You aren't supposed to die like this. You're supposed to die at like 90 of old age." I whisper and squeeze her hand.
"Wake up Nia. Please." I beg and kiss her hand. "Please." I whisper in an attempt to bargain. I'd do anything for her to wake up and say something stupid or sarcastic like "surprise bitches." Or "I'm to hot to die." Or "you can't get rid of me that easy." Or "it's nice to see you crying over my 'death' instead of me crying over yours."
I just want her to wake up.
"Derek." Noah says and I look up to him. Our daughter was crying in his arms. "I've tried comforting her. She's not having it." He says and I sigh and nod. I kiss Nia's forehead and give her hand a soft squeeze.
I take my daughter into my arms and she doesn't stop crying. She reaches her arm up and realisation hits me, she wants Nia.
"I know, me too." I say to her and walk into the waiting room.
I sit down and cradle her in my arms. "We'll be okay." I whisper to her as she begins to calm down.
"Why don't you head home?' Noah asks and I raise an eyebrow. "I'll sort everything out here." He says and I nod and stand up. "Are you sure you don't want a ride?" I ask and he nods. "It'll be okay." He says and I look down at my daughter and head home.
I carry Talia into the familiarity of mine and Nia's home. I take her up to the room Nia had excitedly put together for her. It smells like her in here.
I get her dressed and put her down in her cot, but she begins to cry.
I rush into mine and Nia's room and find something with the strongest scent of hers.
I head back into Talia's room as she screamed. I put the sweatshirt over my shoulder and pick Talia up. Her head rests near the sweatshirt and the second she picks up the scent she stops crying.
It's amazing how fast she picked up Nia's scent. I just rock with her in my arms for a while whilst feeling the worst sense of guilt.
Today I've taken away someone's daughter, sister and mother just because I couldn't say no to her. I didn't want het to leave me so maybe that was a part of it. But now, I'd rather see her happy and with a baby with a different man then to not see her.
****
I've never been so pleased to hear the familiar beating of a heart.
I put Talia down and rush downstairs.
Noah was supporting Nia. I close my eyes and thank my lucky stars right now.
"How? You were... I heard your heart stop beating." I say and pick her up. "Bad bitches like me, don't die." She says faintly. "She just needs some water and some rest." Noah says and I nod.
I take Nia upstairs and lie her down on our bed.
"Where's Talia?" She ask squeezing my hand. "Asleep." I answer and she nods slowly.
She's pale. Really pale. I grab the glass and try to helo her drink when she stops me. "I gave birth. I'm not incapable of drinking." She says and I roll my eyes. "Too right you are, you just died." I say and she rolls her eyes.
She puts the glass down and I hold her hand as tight as I could without hurting her.
"Is this some sort of sick dream?" I ask and she laughs. "I wish I could haunt you. I'd do the scariest stuff just to see you all riled up." She says and he I just smile.
Talia starts to stir and I look to Nia. "What?" She asks and I stand up. "You wanted to breast feed right?" I ask and she nods fastly. "She hasn't eaten yet." I say and Nia's eyes widen. "Are you serious?" She asks angrily and Talia begins to cry.
I get Talia from her cot and take her back into mine and Nia's room.
Nia was adjusting herself to sit up. "Look." I say to Talia whilst pointing at Nia.
"Are you sure you wanna do this? We can bottle feed. You've been through enough today." I say and she smiles. "Give me my god damm baby, Derek. I want to atleast try to breast feed her." She argues and I nod.
Nia does try, for a good 5 minutes before she gets a hang of it. She feeds Talia who had wrapped her hand around Nia's finger again.
"I'm so glad you're here to help." I say and she smiles whilst looking down at the baby. "She's a Hale, with Stilinski eyes." Nia says looking up at me.
"Are you sure this is real?" I ask ask and she rolls her eyes and nods. "I don't know what dad did. But one minute Talia was in my arms, the next, Dad is stood over me muttering about how grateful he is." She says and I nod.
"Plus." She says grabbing my arm to help support her hold Talia. "I never make promises I can't keep." She says and yawns. "You should go to sleep." I say to her and we look down at Talia. "But she's hungry." She says looking at Talia with a huge grin.
Once Talia had fallen asleep and I put her back in her cot, Nia was on the verge of falling asleep.
"We should have sex." She says and I raise an eyebrow at her. "What?" She asks and I scoff. "You just gave birth and died." I say and she rolls her eyes. "I don't care." She says and I raise my eyebrow again.
"You go on top if it means that much." She says and I laugh. "No way. You're exhausted, do you know how much that would ruin my ego?" I ask and she rolls her eyes. "Fine. Tomorrow?" She asks and I laugh. "We'll see." I say and she smiles again.
She leans over and kisses my forehead before falling asleep and I didn't feel so on edge, like I had for the past 8 months.