Stiles sat facing his father as they both ate their dinner, it was an average night for them. They'd have dinner together before the Sherriff left for his shift and so far today Stiles hadn't had to deal with any supernatural shenanigans. So it was a good day.
They heard it before they saw it, a loud ringing noise followed by a strangled cry. Then a flash of white light which left a bundle wrapped in a red blancket on the Stilinski's dining room floor.
The Sheriff stood immediately with his hand on his holster and approached the squirming bundle.
"Oh crap" The Sheriff sighed rubbing a hand down his face before leaning down to pick up the screaming baby.
"Not even one day, this god-damn town couldn't go one day" Stiles started while approaching his father, he stopped when he noticed the baby that his father was holding was sporting some hefty sideburns and claws for an infant.
The baby got quieter as Stiles got closer.
"I better call Scott" Stiles said fishing his phone out of his pocket.
The pack arrived as the sheriff was leaving much to Stiles liking since now he wouldn't have to be alone with the baby.
Scott, Kira, Lydia, Malia and Derek all piled into the Stilinski living room and gawked at the baby who was now sitting upright on the floor, with the corner of the red blanket in his mouth and still shifted.
"I so hope this isn't another de-aging fiasco" Kira sighed loudly.
Scott snorted and Derek turned to glared at her.
"Sorry" She mumbled to Derek who now had his attention on the baby.
Scott was the first one to approach the baby, sitting down beside him.
"How are we supposed to get it to change back?" Scott asked.
Stiles shrugged his shoulders and turned to Derek, who being the only born wolf should at least have an idea.
"Did you pick it up?" Derek asked Stiles.
"No, my dad did though. It calmed him down but he didn't shift back" Stiles told him.
"Try picking it up, contact is important for cubs"
Stiles chewed on the drawstring of his hoodie for a moment before bending down and picking up the baby werewolf.
"Hi" Stiles said awkwardly as he held the baby away from himself.
"Dude you should hug him" Scott told him encouragingly.
Stiles slowly drew the baby closer to him until his face was in the crook of his neck.
"Dude you're a pro!" Scott exclaimed.
Stiles looked at him confused for a second and then at the baby who was now human and grinning a toothless grin.
The girls had went to get some diapers and formula while Stiles, Derek and Scott tried to figure out what to do with the baby.
Stiles had ruled Derek out immediately because he was obviously emotionally stunted and therefore incapable of watching the baby.
"Thanks Stiles" Derek said, his voice dripping with sarcasm.
Malia was out for pretty much the same reason and Lydia couldn't take him because her mom was still in the dark about all things supernatural.
Things at Kira's house had been tense aswell so that ruled her out too.
And Scott couldn't take him since he had no reasonable explanation for his dad who'd been around his house more and more lately.
Which left Stiles.
"I can't take care of a baby!" Stiles had yelled, which startled the baby causing him to cry.
"Crap, crap, crap" Stiles paced before going to pick the baby up off the ground again, Stiles swayed a little and the baby stopped crying.
"I think you'll do alright, at least until we figure out where he came from" Scott told him.
"And how to send him back" Stiles couldn't help to add. He was not about to become a single dad while still in high school.
Stiles had different plans for tonight, he was going to pig out in front of his TV and play Xbox until he ate himself into a food coma but obviously since the universe hates him. He is now sat on his bedroom floor putting together his old crib that his father had intended to donate to charity over two years ago with Derek Hale of all people. This is not how his Friday night was supposed to go.
Stiles hadn't noticed it straight away, but every time he picked up the baby, Malia would let out a low growl. Stiles raised his eyebrows at Scott in question.
"Probably cause you're like holding somebody else's kid or something" Scott told him after Malia and Lydia had left.
Kira had stayed a little longer and her and Scott had been showing him how to feed and change the baby's diaper, who they now knew for sure was a boy. Derek had stayed off to the sides like the creeper he is and just watched
It was drawing closer to Kira's curfew so Scott left to drive her home which left only Stiles, Derek and the baby.
"What do I do if he goes full werewolf and tries to kill me" Stiles asked as he eyed the baby nervously.
"He's only a cub, he doesn't have fangs and his claws are fairly blunt. His hearing and strength won't fully develop for another few years either so I think you'll survive" Derek huffed out in amusement.
Stiles was about to snark back until he saw the baby's head lull to the side, he must have been exhausted.
Derek took that as his cue to leave and Stiles slowly reached for the infant and bought him upstairs. Stiles finally took the baby in while he was laying him down in the old crib. He couldn't have been older then six or seven months. Stiles would have to admit that his little button nose was kinda adorable but his piercing green eyes really threw him.
Stiles couldn't shake the feeling that there was something familiar in his eyes.
Derek was on his 76th push up when he heard it. A loud ringing followed by a flash of white light and the scared voice of a toddler.
"DADDY?!"