A/N: Chapter takes place about a year after the wedding, so it's a little bit out of order, but I got the idea and I just couldn't wait to see the plot come to life.
I hope that I captured the essence of a little kid if they were in Lance's position.
"Stiles, stop pacing back and forth."
"How are you so calm? I-I mean, it's another being and he'll want every thing and what if we can't give him everything, what if he gets scared and we can't help him or what if he gets hurt…" Lips were planted on the smaller man's, making Stiles shut up and melt into the kiss.
Pulling away, Derek looked intently into his mate's eyes. "It's going to be fine. We can do this."
"But…"
"Nothing. Every thing will be fine." Derek pulls the younger man into a warm embrace. The two lovers stood, hugging each other for a moment before the office's door creaks open, revealing a middle-aged woman with beehive, white hair.
"Mr. Hale…Mr. Hale." The older woman nods towards both men in greeting. "Are you ready to meet him?" Derek and Stiles look to one another, nodding and turn to face the woman, walking towards her with their hands intertwined.
Derek and Stiles make it to the door frame, Stiles closing his eyes and taking a deep breath, trying to calm his nerves. Taking another deep breath, Stiles and Derek walk through the door, their lives forever changing in that moment.
oOo
Awkward silence filled the car as the group of three was driving home. Stiles, who was sitting in the passenger side seat, turned to look at the little boy sitting in the car seat.
The little boy, Lance, was looking around, observing his surroundings. The little boy's eyes were wide with excitement.
Stiles smiles, turning back around to face the front of the car as they make their way to the familiar dirt path leading to their cozy home.
Stiles, Derek and little Lance finally arrive at their destination. Stiles was the first one to get out of the car to walk to the back and open the door.
Derek stood back, knowing that Stiles and the little boy needed to bond, since Stiles was still a little nervous about the whole thing. The alpha knew that he too would have to have bonding time with Lance, but knew that Stiles needed to do so first.
"Hey there Lance, you ready to go see your new home?" Stiles asks the little boy as he unbuckles Lance and picking him up to carry him to the house.
Lance stays quiet while he is being carried towards the house. The little boy was sucking on his thumb and had a death grip on his favorite stuffed animal, Steve the elephant.
Finally reaching the door and entering the threshold, Stiles gently places the little boy onto the wooden floor of the newly remodeled home.
Lance looks around, eyes now filled with curiosity.
"Go ahead, look around." Stiles informs Lance, placing his hands on the boy's back and giving him a little nudge.
Hesitantly, the boy takes a step forward, head looking back and forth at the structure. Soon, Lance was walking in and out of rooms, exploring his new home. Stiles and Derek follow closely behind, watching with smiles as the boy wonders throughout the house, thumb still in his mouth and Steve by his side.
Lance explores the main floor of the house and has been in almost every room when Stiles walks over to him, picking him up. "Want to go see your room?"
Stiles and Lance, followed by Derek, ascend the stairs, going to the second floor of the house. Walking down hallway, Stiles stops just outside of a room. Opening the door, Stiles places the little boy on the floor so he can explore his new room.
The room was simple but had the feel of pack and family. Sky blue colored the walls as pictures of the pack scattered throughout the room. Toys were lined up against the walls, asking to be played with. On the right side of the room, a bed was placed, right underneath the sky window.
Derek and Stiles watch Lance walk around his room, periodically stopping to play with a toy or to touch something. The two new parents keep their eyes on the little boy, joy filling up every ounce of their bodies.
It wasn't just about the two of them anymore or just the pack; it was now about Lance as well. Lance was another new beginning.
oOo
"What do you think the little tike looks like?"
"Don't know, but I can't wait to meet him. I'm going to spoil that little boy rotten." Lydia states, impatiently waiting to arrive at the pack home to meet the newest member.
"I'm going to be his favorite uncle." Scott smirks. Jackson shoves his fellow pack member. "Hey!"
"We all know that I'm going to be his favorite uncle."
"In your dreams, Jacks." Scott and Jackson start wrestling, trying to put the other in a head lock; Jackson manages to beat Scott.
Lydia and Allison roll their eyes and loop their one arm around Danny's. "I hope those two idiots aren't his favorite, that poor kid." Danny chuckles as he leads the two ladies to the house.
Reaching the house, the pack lets themselves in, a new scent already invading their nostrils.
"Derek!..." Scott yells, all eyes staring at him. "What?"
Derek comes down the stairs, shirtless and sleep present in his eyes. Blinking, the alpha looks at his pack in front of him, yawning.
"Whoa, since when do you sleep during the day?" Jackson remarks.
"Since I got a kid." Derek slaps Jackson upside his head.
Allison and Lydia's eyes brighten at the mention of the child. "Can we see him?" The two girls ask in unison.
Derek yawns again. "Yeah, just be quiet. Stiles and Lance are sleeping." Derek leads the group up stairs to the Lance's room.
Standing in the door way, the pack peak into the room, where Stiles and Lance were peacefully sleeping. Lance was curled up in Stiles' side, head and hand resting on his daddy's stomach. Stiles had an arm wrapped protectively around the little boy, head leaning to the side where Derek had previously been.
Allison whispers, "He's so cute. You and Stiles will be great fathers." Derek smiles at the comment, still new to the idea of being a father. He never thought that it would happen, but here he was, standing outside of his son's room.
Danny pats his alpha on the back, silently congratulating Derek; Jackson and Scott follow suit and pat their alpha on the back. Allison and Lydia hug the older man.
oOo
"It looks like he adjusted well."
"For the most part, he did. There were a couple nights where we couldn't get him to sleep because he was afraid we were going to leave him."
"That's terrible."
"Yeah, poor kid has already been through a lot for being only six."
"Poor baby, but now he has you and Stiles, you two will be great dads."
"Thanks Allison."
Scott butts into the conversation, "Have you and Stiles decided what you're going to do about the whole 'your family is werewolves" talk?"
"Not yet. Right now, we're just worrying about making Lance smell and feel like pack. After that we'll discuss it."
Footsteps were heard descending the stairs. A moment later, Stiles appears in the doorway with Lance in his arms.
"How long have you guys been here?" Stiles questions groggily.
"Few hours. How's little man?"
Stiles looks at the boy in his arms. "Still tired." Stiles pauses, "Lance, your papa and I want you to meet some people." Lance turns his head to the side, resting it on Stiles' shoulder and lets out a yawn. "Lance, these are your aunts and uncles. Can you say hi?"
Lance rubs his eyes, trying to clear away sleep. The little boy remains silent, still shy to talk. Allison walks up to the little boy, leaning down so she can look at the boy directly.
"Hi, Lance, I'm Allison." Lance blinks a few times. "You're going to be well taken care of, your daddy and papa here are crazy." The girl rubs the little boy's arm and retreats back to where she had been previously standing.
Danny was the next one to walk up to the little boy in Stiles' arms. "Hey little buddy, how would you like to go outside and play?" Danny looks up at Stiles to make sure the offer of taking the Lance outside was ok; Stiles nods and places the little boy on the ground.
Danny holds out his opened hand, waiting for the boy to take it. Lance looks up at Stiles, thumb now in his mouth.
"Go ahead." Hesitantly, the boy lets go of Stiles' hand and takes Danny's. Danny and Lance walk outside, the rest of the pack following behind them.
Stiles and Derek follow behind the pack and stop at the back door. The two new fathers stood in the door way watching their son and the pack bond.
In the clearing, the pack mates were playing tag. "I'll get you buddy!" Jackson yells as he chases after the little boy who was now in a fit of giggles. Jackson, once he finally caught the little boy, whispers something into Lance's ear. Smiling, Lance runs up to Stiles.
"You're it!" Lance yells as he hurriedly runs away from Stiles.
Stiles smiles brightly, tears in his eyes; ecstatic that Lance had opened up to the pack so quickly. Stiles turns to face Derek, "Derek?"
"Yeah?"
"You're it!" Stiles tags Derek and runs away, leaving the alpha confused but smiling in the door way.
The Hale pack continued their antics until fading light. Laughter echoed throughout the forest as the pack accepted Lance as one of their own.