Stiles:

Never thought I'd be back here, never thought I'd ever have to come back to be honest. 10 years is a long time to be away from the place you where born, grew up and then have your world fall apart in the place where you where suppose to feel safe. I had to leave, it was the only way to get beyond the complete hatred I had for Beacon Hills. I'd do it all over again, I'd save my dad all over again but all of those monsters being drawn to Beacon Hills so many things we didn't know existed. Something stronger than Kanima's, witches, were wolves and even Alpha's. I try not to think about it, but after that night, after Lydia's funeral I didn't speak to anyone but my dad. Everyone tried with no victory, I stayed locked in my room until graduation. I didn't even go they had to send my diploma to me at college, I went as far away as I could.

London was far enough away, I had to heal. My entire life didn't end, a part did die that night. My dad understood he knew I had to get out. I kept to myself for the most part in the beginning until, I met her during my second year of college. She was the complete opposite of everything I ever knew in Beacon Hills. Jess was quiet, beautiful and the most venturous thing she did was cook, she was a terrible cook! Once she set the flat on fire just trying to make a omelette. We met sophomore year of college, our love bloomed quickly. By senior year we married and by the time I was 22 I was the father of the sweetest baby girl on earth. Elle quickly became our whole world at least I thought she was. Elle was 2-year-old when our lives went upside down. I came home from work, Elle was sitting in the middle of the living room crying. No one was home, Jess had just left she just left, I panicked called the police but unless they've been gone more that 48 hours you can't claim them missing. Before the 48 hours were up I was served with divorce papers and an agreement to give me full custody of Elle. I tried so many times to ask her why, she would never answer me. Took me months to tell my dad but he eventually figured it out. I had Elle and it was enough for me, Dad took a few months off and moved in with us after that. Just until I could settle things figure out how to be a single parent with out help from my own but we managed.

(3 years later)

It was 2 am when the phone rang, Stiles refused to answer his phone before his alarm went off most likely it was a wrong number. Realizing the ring tone was his dads he rolled over grabbing the phone.

"Christ dad it's 2 in the morning you know there's an 8 hour time difference…."

"Stiles? It's Scott, please don't hang up on me, your dad." Stiles cut him off before he could finish.

"Scott what the hell are you doing calling me, where the hell is my dad Scott?"

"That's what I'm trying to tell you, he collapse at work, his nurse wouldn't tell me anything. You need to call here, it doesn't look good Stiles."

Stiles didn't even answer Scott, he hung up without saying anything and called the Beacon Hills hospital. It was all a blur after that phone call, he got 2 tickets home, packed everything they would need and left. He knew he wasn't coming back to London anytime soon, his dad had a massive heart attack and would need them for a while. The only one that was excited about going to Beacon hills was Elle, he dreaded it. The 18 hour flight wasn't much and the extra 2 hour drive wasn't bad either. But when they pulled in the driveway, he could tell not much had changed.

"Come on daddy, I'm hungry and I want to see granddad, Please daddy?" Elle said pulling on Stiles shoulder, he couldn't say no to her.

"Ok munchkin let's go put our things in the rooms, grab a bite and we'll head to the hospital ok?" She nodded and ran to the house, back pack and puppy trailing behind her.

Stiles stood in his old room, nothing had changed. Even his cloths from high school were still in the closet, 10 years and his dad still hadn't moved anything. It was kind of creepy, like a memorial for someone or something but it was his dad. He heard Elle in the kitchen, he turned and walked down the stairs.

"Ok daddy, I got crisps and juice I'm ready. Can I get some sweeties at the hospital?" Stiles smirked peaking at Elle through the rearview mirror. It was times like this that he was so thankful she looked nothing like his ex-wife. She was all Stilinski, big brown eyes, crocked smile, dimples and freckles, the only difference is she has blonde hair. He was in for a world of hurt when she discovered boys, he cringed at the thought.

"Maybe when we get there Ellebear. But you have to remember granddad is really sick and we have to take care of him."

"Like when you put plaster on my boo boo's?" She said cocking her head to the side.

"Yeah there called band aids here Ellebear. Listen we aren't going back to London for a while, which means your going to have to go to kindergarten here. Do you know all the funny words daddy calls things?"

"Yes, you call crisps, chips and chips, fries. Daddy I'm 5, I can remember everything, but whats kindergarten?"

Stiles laughed at his daughter he had to keep his mind off his dad while he drove because he knew life was going to be harder when he walked into that hospital.

Sheriff Stilinski sat waiting, he knew they had to come, the nurse said they were coming. It was the only thing he could think of scense he woke up and talked to the nurse. He'd survived worse things, a heart attack was nothing but if it ment that the two most important people in the world were coming home he'd take it. He'd been staring at the door all morning, he was getting tired. This was crazy they'd be here, he knew that but he had no idea what time they landed it could still be hours. A quick nap would make time go by much faster he thought, he closed his eye's, it didn't take long. He stird when something shifted on his bed and felt a small peck on the cheek. He opened his eyes to see the most beautiful, little girl.

"Good Morning, Granddad we are here to make you feel all better!" John loved the sound of that little voice.

"Oh you are, are you? Oh sweetheart I almost forgot how much I love that sweet little accent of yours, I could listen to it all day." He hugged her.

"Yeah well you're going to get your wish, she's at that doesn't shut up stage." John looked up to see Stiles standing in the doorway. All John could do was smile, he reached out one arm to invite Stiles in, he rushed to embrace his father and daughter.

Stiles and Elle traveled back and forth several days before he was released. Stiles was given so many instructions and medications to keep track of he thought he was going to lose it. "Damn dad couldn't you have said no to unhealthy food?"

"Hey I am a bachelor and I like to eat at the diner, a mans got to eat." Stiles rolled his eyes.

"Yeah well I hope you enjoyed your last meal there because it's all healthy food from here on out. No more bacon, salt, red meat or high fat content. I've got to go to the book store tomorrow to pick up this heart healthy cook book apparently it's got everything."

"Oh damn it Stiles I don't need to be on a heart healthy diet there was nothing wrong with the food I was eating before." John grumbled from the passengers seat.

"Granddad, you should always listen to doctors, daddy has a doctor friend and he knows everything!" Elle praised from the back seat. Stiles laughed, they soon arrived at the house. Stiles got his dad settled in his leather recliner and went to the kitchen to start dinner. Elle sat at the kitchen table coloring.

"Hey Elle, whatcha coloring?" She looked up from her book and smiled so big she was up to no good he could tell.

"Daddy, I met a really pretty nurse when you were talking to the doctor. She said she knew you when you were little like me."

"Oh did she really, did she tell you her name?" Stiles asked while cutting up a tomato.

"Yup Nurse Call." Stiles dropped the knife and shot a look at Elle.

"She said you and her son were best friends, I thought your best friend was Doctor Owen? And she said she was going to bring us a covered dish tonight, I don't even know what that is." Before Stiles could answer there was a knock at the Front door.

"I got it!" Elle yelled and ran to the door, her long blonde hair bouncing from it's pony tail wildly. When she opened the main door a tall man stood at the door with a uniform on. She smiled at him, "Your not Nurse Call! Why are you wearing a uniform like my granddad? Do you work for him?" He opened the screen door, bent down and took her very small hand and shook it.

"Well I'm guessing by everything that just came out of your mouth your Elle?" She smiled.

"Yup Elle Stilinski, wait how do you know my name? What's your name?" She crossed her arms over her chest.

"I'm Derek, I work with your grandpa. I was wondering if I could talk to your dad?"

"Yeah, he's in the kitchen come on!" She grabbed his hand and drug him to the kitchen.

Stiles rushed to get his hands clean, he hadn't seen Scotts mom in years. He had no idea what to expect. Tossing the hand towel , he tried to quickly clean up the kitchen.

"It's been to long Stiles." Stiles froze upon hearing the familiar deep voice, peering over his shoulder he saw Derek Hale holding the hand of his beaming daughter.

"Elle can you go keep granddad company while we talk?" She nods and runs for the living room were he hears his dad's laughter. Stiles turns, walking out of the side kitchen door to the porch, Derek follows him not knowing what to expect. Derek hadn't seen him sense the night Stiles kicked him out of his room a few months after Lydia's death. He didn't know what Stiles emotional state would be if he showed up.