He walked into the house, placing his bag in the hall away he looked around the brightly light hall before walking into the living room humming to himself as he zero in on the bowl of fruit. Picking up an apple he cleaned it on his chest before moving to a mantelpiece and looked at the photos. Humming at one photo he picked it up before turning it over and removing it from the frame.

The photo was placed in his jacket pocket before he moved on taking bite out of the apple as he walked into the kitchen to see what he could find. He looked in the fridge and then looked made himself a drink and then cleaned the cup up and leaving it on the drainer. After looking around the whole of down stairs he went upstairs and headed towards one bed room that mattered to him. He smiled as he step through the door smelling the teen who sleeps there. He shivered in delight as he walked into the bed room it was nothing like the dorm room the teen had lived in he stood at the desk and looked down at the books spread across the table top and the lap top sat there. Picking up a book he flipped it onto its side and looked at the title "Supernatural babies." He read out loud. He hummed as he placed the book back down and then picked up the small sonogram photo and saw the lines of two small babies "My sweet little Kitsune." He whispered as he kissed the photo and then placed it in his pocket along with the photo he took from down stairs.

Turning away from the desk he walked towards the bed and picked up a shirt that he knew belong to that alpha who took the sweet Emissary boy. He put his claws though the shirt ripping it apart before he stood there and shrugged his jacket off and then pulled his shirt over his head and placed it on the bed before he put his jacket back on grabbing the torn shirt and then walking out the room.

Later on…

Stiles groaned as he crawled into his bed room, he didn't this stress his pack are pissed that he is knocked up by Peter …I can't blame them there…he thought, and they are now going to mother him for being pregnant and being stalked. He pulled his shirt over his head and dropped it to the floor and started to look around for his large sleeping shirt that belonged to Peter. John walks up to his son's room and watches him look for his shirt, he could see the bump and it caught his breath watching his boy rubbed his hand over the swollen skin as he picked up an a dark blue shirt. "I want you to be looked over by Deaton tomorrow." Stiles turned to look at his dad with a slight frown

"You still think Peter has drugged me?" He asked,

"No…yes. You have to see it from my point of view." John said walking into the room "He black mailed you into sleeping with him and then you're pregnant his mate." John said to him with weak smile.

Stiles sighed and rubbed his tried eyes as he walked up towards him as watches his father looking at the bump "In the beginning I hated what Peter was doing to me. But then I hated myself for falling in love with him and not seeing it until it was too late. But I think we should worry about the stalker rather than my mate and his backwards approach of courting." Stiles said as he took his father's hand and pressed it to the bump, John's face softens and he almost purrs at feeling the heart beats of the two babies and looked up at his son's face

"Okay… we will leave Peter out of this and deal with the nut sack that is stalking you." John said, as he hugged his son "Just sleep well and don't let Peter in." Stiles rolled his eyes and watched his father leave the room.

Stiles stood by his bed room door seeing Melissa standing his father's door "Night Stiles." She whispered, Stiles smiled at her and waved at him

"Night." He said, as he watched his father walk into the room guiding his best friend's mum in. Rolling his eyes once more as he closed his bed room door and leaned back against the white door with his eyes closed. He could hear tapping on the window and it made him smile as he turned to see Peter sat there with a smile on his face. Stiles pushed himself off the door and walked over to window and lifted it up and watched as Peter crawled into the room.

"Already breaking daddy's rules." The alpha said smirking as he warped his arms around his mate. Stiles shrugged and nuzzled his face into the alpha's chest.

"Need you." Stiles whispered as let the wolf pick him up and carry him over to the bed.

Peter chuckled as Stiles didn't want to let him go as he placed him on the bed and knelt above him dropping pepper kisses over his mate's face and wiggled his fingers under the teen's shirt fingering the bump "My sweet little fox I can't undress you if you are holding onto me?" The alpha chuckled as he licked his nose.

"No just hold me." Stiles whispered "I just need you to hold me, I'm too tried for sex." He told him as he nuzzled his neck. He could almost feel Peter pout at the thought of no sex but he had no choice but to listen to his mates.