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The past six years have been crazy. When Stiles had his baby his life flipped upside down. He had to take care of the baby boy. His Reed. When he looked at those big brown eyes Stiles melted. He had never seen something so beautiful, other than Reeds other father. The baby was born with a full head of black hair, just like the father and he had Stiles' eyes. Every time Stiles looked at the baby he felt a twinge of heartbreak and joy for having him in his life.
Stiles moved from one pack to another so that he could take care of Reed and so that Reed would become accustomed to werewolves. Stiles was turned seven years ago, and right after he got pregnant and decided to leave his old pack. During the pregnancy he moved around the state a lot, ending up near Iowa where he met a lovely couple of werewolves named Lynne and Robert. The couple themselves had a litter of three until they all grew up and formed their own packs. The old couple was just enjoying the life of the country until the time came that they either passed away or were needed in the pack wars of their family.
Stiles stayed with the couple for three years until Reed was two, and when he shifted for the first time. Stiles had been fretting since the time Reed turned one. The werewolf genes didn't show until the child was out of dangers way, and the child could be as young as a year old to eight for the tendencies began to show. Lynne had been the one to explain to Stiles that there was a possibility that he could have been skipped over the gene entirely and Stiles was hoping for that. He didn't was Reed to live the same life he was.
When Reed turned, Stiles heart dropped, he wished so hard that his child could be normal. Lynne and Robert both knew that Stiles wanted that for the boy but they both knew that just in case Stiles would need to know how to raise a child like that since they themselves had raised three. Stiles didn't want to listen and when his child turned back to normal he took Reed and their clothes and left the little house. They didn't stop moving until they were in Washington State. It was closer to where his old pack was, but enough time had passed to where his old pack wasn't looking for him.
He settled down in the middle of Washington and found a job that had baby-sitting available to the employees. He worked at the local hospital as a patient scheduler. He already knew a bit from when he was a few years younger and snooped into the computer system at the hospital where he used to live near. The pay was okay and Reed was able to get the things he wanted and when Stiles couldn't afford it he would get the biggest glare, which reminded Stiles of Reed's other father. Reed had begun calling him 'Papa' instead of father. The notion didn't hurt him as much as he thought it would. He always dreamed his children would call him father. Reed had begun to show signs of Stiles in him. Every time they would go to Wal-Mart or another place like Target, Reed would run straight to where the superheroes were located in the toy section, insisting that they get the biggest toy available.
He also liked to be picked up, even if Stiles had something in his hands. On Stiles' day off he would usually take Reed out to the woods where he could run around and be free. That was the one thing that Stiles listened to Lynne and Robert about. If he didn't do these, they said, the child would become erratic and disruptive because the animal inside would try to get out.
Two years pass by like a breeze, Stiles was enrolling Reed into Kindergarten. His child was pretty smart to begin with. Stiles had started reading to him when Reed began to talk. On his time off work he also started teaching him beginning math. The simple stuff like 2+2=4. Reed has finally got down how to spell his full name and Stiles'. He never writes down Stiles' full name, he always writes down Papa Stilinski on all of the sheets of paper.
Kindergarten year had passed gracefully. He was happy and his child was happy. Reed came home from school and told Stiles everything that happened through the day. Reed barely asked for help on his homework, which pleased Stiles, although he always looked behind him to make sure he was doing it right. The summer began and Stiles was already planning on the things to buy Reed for school. He was going to be a first grader, and he was about to turn five.
Reed wanted his birthday to be plane themed, everything to do with planes. He wanted a plane birthday cake, plane shaped balloons. Stiles had been planning the birthday for three months. He even got Reed a remote control helicopter that he could take to the woods when they went.
Reed was excited about his birthday. He had all of his little friends over and Stiles stuck with the mothers, who always cooed over how hard it was that he was a single father. Some of them tried so hard to hit on him, but he just smiled and waved them off. After the party and everyone had left Stiles was tucking Reed into bed.
"Papa, why don't I have a mommy?" Reed asked as he yawned. His eyes were fluttering closed and Stiles wasn't sure if Reed heard his answer.
"You have two Papa's" Stiles said and turned the light out.
The next week Stiles decided to take Reed to a little diner on the edge of town where his co-workers eat at every once in awhile. Reed was playing with a plane that someone had got him for his birthday. Reed didn't pay attention to what he wanted to order and so Stiles had to do it for Reed. Stiles ordered waffles for Reed and pancakes for himself, both with chocolate chips and whip cream on top. Stiles was looking at the other patrons and not really paying attention to the airplane noises Reed was making, until Reed stopped making the noise.
"Papa. There's a guy staring at you." Reed said and pointed. Stiles stiffened and gradually turned around and looked into the face of Reeds father. The face hadn't changed in all these years. He still had smoldering eyes, and his hair was jet black and he was even still wearing the same leather jacket.
Stiles never told people Reed's last name, he always let them believe it was Richard, but his full name was Reed Richard Hale.