I never thought I would return to this place. After Danny's death I just wanted to run away from everything. I look over to my best friend. Stiles has matured over the years. His muscles have developed and he has a more serious look to his face. That may be because of all antics we got ourselves into. He has let his hair grow out slightly. He looks very handsome. I can't believe he hasn't gotten a girlfriend in a long time. It makes me sad that I might be the reason.
I look in the back to the two sleeping bodies. One is a teen. Her ivy skin and light brown locks compliments her fit body. She is an older teen, but me and Stiles are still her legal guardians. Her bright green eyes is what stands out. They are simple gorgeous. We picked her up along the way to one of our many stops. She has pulled her weight and made herself very useful. Next to her is a little five year old girl. The only features she got from me is her storm grey eyes. The rest belong to her father. Stiles has done an amazing job as filling in for her dad. She calls him poppy Stiles. I'm not sure where poppy came from but it fits perfectly. Only a select few know who her father is. To the government and everyone else- She doesn't exist.
The one thing the two girls have in common is the wolf gene they posses. Neither had a choice in the matter. One was born with it, the other unwillingly bitten. But both have a good handle over the animal inside. We only have a few more things to complete before we are truly safe. That's why we have returned. The prices on our heads have increased in Matthews desperation to stop us. We were no longer safe in the town we had made our home.
Stiles eases the jeep into the drive way. He puts it in park and looks at me. "Are you ready for this?" He asks quietly. I sigh, "No, but we were going to have to come back sooner or later." Stiles gives me a comforting smile. I turn to the girls, I pat the teen's leg. "Lily, We made it." She jerks awake at my touch. She blinks away the sleep and looks around. "Is this the pack" She asks. "No, this is Stiles' father's house." Lily's body seems to relax slightly. She has been so nervous to meet the pack that Isaac belongs to, That use to be mine and Stiles pack. She wants a pack, her wolf craves for one. But she is terrified of being rejected.
Stiles and Lily get out of the jeep and start to unload the back. I get out and open the back seat door. My baby girl is still fast asleep. I smile at her. I unbuckle her and shake her gently. "Selene, baby time to wake up." I encourage. Unlike Lily, Selene takes a slow time to wake. Her stormy eyes look at me through the sleepiness. I smile at her. "We're at Grandpa's house." I whisper. That wakes her up. "Grandpa?" She says excitedly. I chuckle. "Yes, now come on." She crawls into my arms and I carry her in after Stiles and Lily. John is in the Kitchen a smile stretched across his face.
"My kids have finally returned!" He exclaims. Stiles hugs him briefly. "We told you we would come back." He joked as he steps back. "Grandpa!" Selene squeals. I can hardly hold her in my arms as she tries to leap to John. He chuckles as he takes her from my arms. "Hey sweetie." He looks at her with so much love. Its like she really is his granddaughter. Lily stands off to the side awkwardly. She has meet John before but she would always escape to her room when he would come to visit. People make her nervous that she won't be able to hide her true self.
"Dad, you remember Lily." I say. John smiles as he looks at the shy teen. "Of course I do. She has cut her hair since the last I seen her." A small smile creeps onto her face at the fact he noticed. "It fits you." This makes Lily blush. Her hair use to be a wild tangled mess 24/7. Finally I convinced her to cut it shorter so It would be easier to tame. She now wears it at her shoulders with its natural waves. I can relate to getting use to taming the mass of hair. Once I left Beacon Hills I started to let my face show. Even with the scares. I let my hair down and fixed it more often. Something Stiles really enjoyed.
"Grandpa, do we get to stay here?" Selene asks. I'm still amazed at how fast she has been able to pick up on talking. Its so proper for a girl her age. I blame it on the witch that watched her while we were on missions. She was very old and set in her ways. "For as long as you want pumpkin." Selene let off and excited squeal at that reply. The sound brought a chuckle from everyone else.
Now that everything is unpacked we are all relaxing in the living room. Selene is in the floor playing with the new doll house her grandpa was so kind to get her. He also got her a new Barbie doll to accompany the on he got her last Christmas. She is absolutely thrilled and entertained fro now. I snuggle up next to Stiles as we talk about anything that crosses our minds. Lily has become more comfortable with John and talks freely with him. I observe John as we talk. He's aged in these past five years. He's let the grey creep into his hair and has added more wrinkles. But he seems happier. As if adopting this family has made him very happy.
There is a knock at the door. I jump up to get it. I can't help but race to the door, throwing it open. Standing there is a tall, slim, curly haired, blue eyed boy that fills me with joy. "Isaac!" I squeal like my daughter did early today. He chuckles and catches me as I jump into his arms. "Luna!" He breaths in my hair. He couldn't come visit often this year. Derek kept a close eye on him and Isaac didn't want to give us away.
"Unka Isaac?" A little voice questions. I laugh. The one word that sounds her age is Uncle. "Is that my little munchkin?" Isaac calls. Small footsteps echo through the house as Selene runs to Isaac. Isaac swings her into the air before holding her close. Selene squeals with such delight. Isaac heads into the house and I shut the door. He has been such a help with not only Selene's wolf but Lily's as well. I join the others in the living room. As I watch Isaac play with Selene in the floor I can't help but think back to her birth.
The contractions were getting worse. Stiles held my hand, more off I latched onto his with a iron clad grip. "Isaac?" I asked through gritted teeth. "He is on his way. Dad is bringing him." I couldn't respond for another contraction hit me. I groaned as it eased off. The witch examines me again "You are getting closer. Soon we will be ready to deliver." I can only nod. The witch walks out of the room briefly. Stiles kisses my cheek. "You're going to be okay." He assures. I force a tired smile at him. When the witch returns she brings two people with her. Isaac and John. "It is time." She announces. I groan as another contraction takes me.
Isaac positions himself on one side of me and Stiles on the other. John becomes the witch's nurse as he help her deliver. After what seems like an eternity of pushing, screaming, and feeling like I was pushing a watermelon out of me, a shrill cry fills the air. I lay back on the pillows stacked up to keep me up right. I was so tired. "Its a girl." The witch announced proudly. A smile grew on my face as I saw the bloody, crying child she held up. Isaac seemed drawn to her instantly. He grabbed a white towel and wrapped my baby up. He stared at the child like she was a jewel to protect. His eyes shined gold as he held my baby, I could see her respond with blue eyes of her own. The two wolves recognizing one another. Only now do I realize that she stopped crying. A pack member has comforted her. And I know why his wolf seems so drawn to her, She's the Alpha's pup.
I sigh. Just thinking of that day makes me sad because her father wasn't there to witness it. That is just something I am going to have to deal with soon. Something that I'm dreading.
A/N: Thanks for reading! If you haven't read Daddy's Little Girl, I hope you do. It'll give you some insight on the story line and the characters. Anyway I hope you enjoy and continue to read. Happy New Years!