Teen Wolf Mpreg *completed*

Petephor. ❤

Peter Hale. The werewolf who can take care of himself, thank you very much.
Except, people seem to forgotten that.
Okay, so, yes, Peter is pregnant, with twins- both boys.
Being a mere five months, everyone always assumed he was further along. Which Peter would always laugh (forcefully) and smile "Only five months along. Twin boys making me look bigger." Then to his astonishment, they would pat his belly. "You look well." They would say. Peter would force a smile.

But Peter felt more imprisoned in his own damn home! Well, the Argents home, but regardless of that small detail.

"Do you need some help Uncle?"
"No, I can manage." Peter sighed.
"Then why are your claws out?" Derek asked, pointing that out.
"You Derek, because of you." Growled Peter.
"I am trying to be helpful! But if you want to go that way, then, so be it. Come on." Derek retracted his claws, and fangs. Now hissing at Peter, who also turned himself into his werewolf persona.
"Waiting on you...preggers." Derek taunted.
"Age before beauty though." Retorted Peter.
"So I will go first Uncle?" Derek smirked.
"You little shit Derek!"
"Hey! Peter! No, you can hurt the baby!"
Both turn to see Allison standing by the opened door.
"He started it Allison!" Peter declared.
"Because of his sensitivities." Mocked Derek.
"Hey, what is going on in here! Derek." Chris threatened.
"Uncle was being sensitive."
"Because he is pregnant! We need to take extra care of Peter." Chris cooed.
"Yeah, I am still here. Thanks. I can care for myself Chris."
Christ laughed "Of course you can but I would rather we take care of you, all of you."
"Yeah Uncle. Maybe if you are good, Chris will give you milk and cookies!"
"You just want my cookies Derek." Threatened Peter.
"Guilty everyone. I want to steal from my crazed, hormonal, pregnant Uncle. Eat all of his cookies, and drink all his milk."
Derek rolled his eyes.
"Please Derek. Can you be nice? We have to talk. In private."
"Can I know what is secretive!" Peter asked.
"Not yet, but, you will. Soon. Soon. Ish."
"So you are not going to tell me?"
"Because you are not part of the plan. Only the important ones are part of the plan Uncle."
Peter huffed.
"Peter. I am not including you for your own safety. And for our boys safety too."
"But I can help!" Begged Peter.
Chris patted Peters belly "The best help you can give now, is to rest."
"That is all I have been doing! Is resting! My body aches for action!"
"And your body will get action..once you have those two babies. Please try to understand. For me?"
"I will not try to understand. Especially not for you." Huffed Peter.
"We will talk about this later." Chris kisses Peters forehead.
"You know that he is acting protective because he cares for you? He would never forgive himself if something was to happens to you. Or them." Allison says.
Peter sighed "I know, I do, and I am thankful for his worries, but, I am a werewolf. I have natural instincts." Peter rubbed his belly.
Allison rubs his belly "You do not mind?"
Peter shakes his head "Feels nice."

"Derek. Please will you stop taunting your Uncle?" Chris asked.
"He says it best. He is a werewolf, he can care for himself."
"Have you ever thought you might be hurting his feelings? But he keeps it hidden."
"Wow. I never thought about that."
"Well see there Derek."
"No; that my Uncle actually has feelings. Like me. Anyone."
"Derek Hale." Chris warned.
"The man that my Uncle went gay for."
"Quite the title there. I do prefer Chris."
"Nah, I like my title for you better." Chuckled Derek.
"Dad! Derek! He is gone! He is gone!" Allison exclaimed.
Peter stops his daughter "Who? Who is gone?"
"Peter! I slipped in the kitchen to get his water! And when I returned, he was gone!" Allison explained.
"Peter is missing?" Chris gasped.
Allison nodded.
"Derek-" Chris tuned to the werewolf.
"I can catch his scent Chris." Derek finished Chris's sentence.
Derek began tracing the scent of his Uncle.
"This way."

Peter was feeling strong! He could do anything! He was feeling alive!
Until...Peter saw the similar piercing yellow light. Then the sound screeched.
Peter falls to his knees, trying to cover his ears "Ahh! Ahh! Stop, please! Please stop." Peter begged.
"Who is this here? Look at these fangs."
Peter brought out his claws, trying to act intimidating. With no luck.
"Who is here? Lookee who we have here. Peter Hale."
Peter growled "Do not touch me!"
"Or what? Ooh, look. And the mighty Peter Hale is an expectant werewolf. Ooh."
"Who the hell are you! Do not touch me!"
"We are not important Peter, what is important, you."
"You are rogue huh."
"How ever did you guess Hale?"
"You all smell badly."
That remark earned Peter a smack across his face.
"All you got?"
He earned another smack.
"We want Peter with us. Safety."
The rogues look around.
"Relieve Peter to us. We will inflict no pain. Promise."
"Where are you? Show yourselves! Show yourselves, or he dies!"
"Not today." Derek declared.
Derek snarls at the man, dragging him to his knees.
"All that you have? That's pathetic."
"There is more. Ahh!"
Chris suddenly stabs the rogue member.
"Get Peter to safety!" Chris yelled.
"Can you stand Peter?" Derek questioned.
"I can." Derek replied.
"Help me, his other side Allison."

Peter is laying on his back, getting examined by Chris.
"How about the babies?" Worried Peter.
"Both seem to be doing okay. Lucky enough for you and me." Sighed Chris.
"I am sorry Chris, I was so...convinced."
"You ran off Peter! You could have, no you did! You did get hurt."
"I said I am sorry Chris."
Chris frowned "That is very okay. Now, how so you feel Peter?"
"Like we both need down sleep." Confessed Peter.
"You are all cleared out. For now Peter. This does not mean we are not done talking about this though. Now, come along preggies. Time for bed. Up we go."

"No, wait, thank you Allison. For helping me. And..us. I will always be in your favor for helping me." Peter says.
"It was my pleasure. Just, now be careful."
"I promise we will be careful. Now sleep well Allison."
"I will, thank you. You, three please also sleep well."

"And thank you, Chris. For coming to our rescue."
"You were foolish. You were foolish to go running off alone."
"But we are okay. You came to our rescue Chris."
Chris pats Peters belly, "You understand you are under strict watchers now."
"I can accept that." Peter sighed.
"Good then. Good night."
"Night night." Peter whispered.

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