Hello my beautiful readers. Sorry it took me so long to update, I was a way and the wifi connection was horrendous. I was thinking that I had no fanart for any of my stories; being my drawing skills are pretty mediocre I would be deeply touched if any of you would do some fanart. It could be for this story, the previous one, or my first story titled "The New Baby." I would love you forever and we can skip off into the sunset together. You can put it in my submit box on tumblr. The URL is .com. I also think this is going to be more of a flash back chapter. Enough of my incessant babbling, I present to you chapter 3!
Derek and Stiles
"Stiles," Derek calls out, "did you take your medicine?" Derek walks into the kitchen and picks up the orange tube. He shakes it trying to determine how much is left. Stiles comes running into the kitchen, he collides into Derek and opens his mouth; leaving his tongue hanging out like a dog. "I'm assuming that's a no," Derek sighs. Derek pops the lid and takes out one tablet, places it on Stiles' tongue and watches him run off to his room again.
Derek thinks back to the day a few months ago before Christmas. He remembers decorating the tree with Stiles; it was one of those days where everything felt right, like he was suppose to be doing things like this with his son. Derek took Audrey out to dinner, leaving Stiles with the girl the met on Halloween. Stiles got used to Autumn, he treats her like an older sister.
Every so often Derek would text Autumn checking in on Stiles, making sure he didn't have another episode. But alas, Derek was home later than usual, he had been drinking. He spent a few hours at Audrey's house because last time he checked in with Autumn, Stiles was in bed sleeping. When he got home, he found Stiles on the floor, rolling around screaming for his father. Autumn was trying to calm him down, she even sang to him, but nothing seemed to be working. The next day he took Stiles to the pediatrician to get this issue dealt with. It took multiple sessions for Stiles to finally open up.
While the doctors waited for Stiles to explain what was going on he would sit in the kids room with Derek and draw pictures or play games. Dr. McCall would look over his drawings. Some were very unusual, he had one of him sitting on a bed with monsters underneath, one of the drawings was of him on one end of the paper and his mother on the other end of the paper, while he was crying and she was with some man she didn't recognize. But, one picture Stiles didn't let her keep; it was of him, Derek and Audrey all playing with his dinosaurs.
Dr. McCall would run tests on him, asking about school. "I know Derek is coming back because he always says that he'll pick me up at three. When the clock says three, he's right where he said he would be."
The worst test was when she had Derek bring a backpack with some of his clothes in it and tell Stiles he was leaving. He wouldn't tell him where he was going or when he'd be back; he'd drop off Stiles in the play room and pretend to walk out the front door. Derek would join the doctor behind a two way mirror and watch Stiles react. First, Stiles would play for a little bit, but then when he noticed Derek hadn't come back he'd start to cry. Eventually the crying turned into screaming.
"Daddy! Where are you? Don't you want me anymore? What did I do wrong? Daddy, I need you!"
Derek would cringe every time Stiles would beg for him. It hurt him to watch his son in so much pain.
"Was I a bad son, daddy? Why can't I find you?" Stiles would bang on the walls and begin to hyper ventilate. He rolled on the floor, screaming until he was out of breath. When the doctor had enough notes she would let Derek comfort her son and watch that reaction as well.
"Dad!" Stiles yelled the minute Derek would walk through the door. "You came back!" "Of course I came back, Stiles," Derek smiled. Derek wrapped Stiles into a giant bear hug and rubs his back with his knuckles. "I tell you this all the time, I'll always come back."
Testing ended and Stiles decided it was okay to tell Dr. McCall what happened, but, only if Derek was there.
"Hi Stiles, I'm Doctor McCall. I'm sure you remember me. I'm Scott's mom." Derek took him to the only doctor he trusted, his aunt. "Why don't you tell me what's been going on?" She asked. "I have panic attacks when daddy is gone for too long," he replied. "Would you like to tell me why that is?" She inquired. Stiles turned around and reached out for Derek, trying to take hold of one of his father's hands. "It's okay Stiles, you can tell me anything. When you're done, I'll give you a lollipop," she soothed. "It's okay Stiles, tell Aunt Melissa what's wrong," Derek said.
Stiles stared at her before opening his mouth; he wasn't so sure what she wanted him to say. "Daddy told me that mommy would go on vacations sometimes, is that correct?" she asked. Stiles nodded his head yes. "How long would she go away for?" She questioned. "A long time." Stiles stated. "Where did you go, Stiles?" "No where, mommy would leave me home and have the neighbors or grandma and grandpa stay with me. They were mean." Stiles sniffed. "Are you afraid that Derek is going to go on a vacation without you and not come back?" Melissa asked. "Yeah," Stiles mumbled. "Why do you think that he won't come back?" She prodded.
Stiles held on to Derek's hand a little tighter and squeezed. "One time, mommy met this man and he took her on a date like Derek and Audrey. While mommy was getting ready the man carried her suitcases to his car and told to me that mommy was leaving because she didn't want me anymore. I wasn't a good son. I went upstairs to find her and she was getting dressed. I said, 'Please don't leave me mommy,' but she kept on packing. Grandpa came over and he's so scary. He would yell at me and sometimes he would hit me. If I was really bad he would lock me in my room until he thought I deserved to come out."
"How long did he leave you in your room?" Melissa asked. "Sometimes a few hours, sometimes a few days. I was afraid he wasn't ever going to let me out," Stiles said. "What's the longest your mother has ever left you with grandpa?" Dr. McCall asked. "One time mommy left for six months. She said that she would come back when she was good and ready. I tried to get her to stay I told her that she was my mommy and had to take care of me because that's what mommies do, she said she wasn't that kind of mommy. I was alone for two days before our neighbors heard me crying."
Derek looked upset and enraged at the same time. Melissa walked over to him and explained that his son has separation anxiety. She can give him some tablets that melt on his tongue to help calm him down when he's out for the night, but he needs to work on the anxiety with his son himself.
Melissa handed him a list of tips on how to handle Stiles' issue.
Practice separation. Leave your child with a caregiver for brief periods and short distances at first.
Schedule separations after naps or feedings. Babies are more susceptible to separation anxiety when they're tired or hungry.
Develop a "goodbye" ritual. Rituals are reassuring and can be as simple as a special wave through the window or a goodbye kiss.
Keep familiar surroundings when possible and make new surroundings familiar. Have the sitter come to your house. When your child is away from home, let him or her bring a familiar object.
Have a consistent primary caregiver. If you hire a caregiver, try to keep him or her on the job.
Leave without fanfare. Tell your child you are leaving and that you will return, then go—don't stall.
Minimize scary television. Your child is less likely to be fearful if the shows you watch are not frightening.
Try not to give in. Reassure your child that he or she will be just fine—setting limits will help the adjustment to separation.
Derek looks over the list on the refrigerator before calling Stiles back into the kitchen. "I've called Autumn over because I am going out with Scott for a little bit." Stiles automatically tenses up, "Don't worry I'll be back before you know it. If you're good we can go out for ice cream later," Derek promises. Stiles hears someone at the door and finds Autumn on the other side. Stiles throws himself at Autumn and begs her to play with him.
"Come here, Stiles," Derek says. Stiles runs over to Derek and gives him a hug, "I'll see you later, okay?" "Okay daddy, I'll se you later," Stiles smiles.
Well, that's kinda all I've got at the moment. Sorry it was so bad. I love you guys for staying with me and all of your positive feed back! I'll see you next chapter!
