Title: When You're Young
Rating: T
Warnings: spoilers for Bad Moon Rising
Pairings: Cole Burns/Leslie Monroe
Summary: Cole and Leslie spend some quality time with their son.
AN: random and wasn't meant to be written. Set when Leslie was 18 after she fud Dylan but before they graduated high school


Taylor looked at the black haired woman, she looked like Tyler and kinda smelled like both of them, she also looked like a lady he had seen before. The three year old was cautious around her, hugging his dad's legs tightly. "Hey Taylor," she coaxed the young werewolf, brushing her black bangs out of her face. His dad sighed, giving the person a pitying look.

Cole looked back down at the black haired boy. "Tyler's over at Rihonna's place," He told her. "Taylor, Leslie's okay, you don't have to be afraid of her."

"Tata Quæ est ista?" Taylor questioned his father in Latin.

Leslie laughed, couching down to eye level with her oldest. "Leslie nomen meum, et mater tua sum," she told him. Taylor stared at her before looking up at his father for confirmation. Cole nodded at him. Taylor slowly recognized Leslie from his early memories and ran to her, his arms wrapping around her as she lifted him up. "Sorry for not being around more Cole. I've been meaning to, but I've been distracted lately. Did I tell you the twins have an uncle again?"

"Dylan's alive?" Cole asked, knowing the answer already. Cole, Bones, and Leslie had always assumed that he was dead but now, it was great news. "When can I see him? Better questions when do his niece and nephew get to meet him?"

"Well I'm hoping within the next five minutes," a deep male voice asked from around the corner. Cole grinned when a taller, black haired man walked into the living room. "So I have a niece and nephew from you two?"

Leslie rolled her eyes as she faced her twin. "Wanna meet the oldest?" Dylan walked over to his older sister, looking at Taylor. "Taylor, this is your Uncle Dylan; Dylan, my son Taylor Dylan Monroe." The three year old was reluctant when Leslie handed him to Dylan. "Named him after you, then Tyler was named after Nadine."

"Bones' sister?" Dylan asked. Leslie nodded, looking at the two with sad eyes.

"Owe it to her, my fault she's dead," Leslie whispered, resulting in both Cole and Dylan growling.

Cole was the one to speak up first, "That was NOT your fault Les, it was your mom's. She could have easily told your dad about Persephone threating both his spawn and your sister. I don't want to hear you say anything like that again or so help me…"

Taylor stared at his father with green eyes, cutting him off. "Fine believe what you want," Leslie mumbled, taking her son from Dylan and walking out of the house.