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Heaven Sent
Chapter 10
Stiles and Derek sat on the couch next to each other while John Stilinski sat in the chair opposite them. They had all been sitting there quietly after Scott and Allison had left.
"I can explain Dad."
"Are you sleeping with my son Mr. Hale?" John asked Derek. Derek looked down next to him to see what he should say to his boyfriend's dad. "Don't look at him. I want to know if I need to pull out my gun right now and blow you away for sleeping with my son who is still a minor while you are in your twenties."
"Dad, you know bullets won't hurt Derek what with him being what he is." John finally took his eyes off Derek and looked over at his son.
"Not now Stiles. I think you need to go upstairs and check on Erica while I talk to the man who wants to be my son-in-law."
"But Dad?"
"Go Stiles!" John rarely ever yelled at Stiles because it hardly ever affected his son but right now he wanted to talk to the man sitting in front of him and he didn't want Stiles to hear what he had to say to Derek.
"Fine dad but if you hurt the man I love or run him off, I will never forgive you." Stiles stood up, kissed Derek on the lips and left the room, heading upstairs to his room where his daughter was taking a nap.
"Okay. Your son is gone now. So what do you want to say to me that you couldn't say to me while he was down here?"
"Do you really care for my son or are you just using him for sex?"
"Sheriff Stilinski, I do care for your son a lot. Until I met him, I was into females only. I have never wanted to be with another guy."
"Are you saying that my son turned you gay?" John asked.
"He didn't turn me gay. I don't know that I am gay. Not really. Stiles is the only guy I have ever been interested in. I have no interest in other men. Just your son."
"But you do have feelings for my son, right?"
"Yes sir. I don't know if it's love yet but I do know that I care for him and I would never hurt him."
"What if you turn and hurt him then?"
"Sir, I have been what I am for long enough that I can control myself. I will not hurt Stiles."
"You want to marry my son but you don't know if you love him or not."
"I could love Stiles. And I think I do in the back of my mind but I just feel a little uncomfortable telling his father before I tell him."
"Okay. I understand where you are coming from. What are you going to do if I don't give you my permission?"
"Then I'll just wait until he's old enough to get married without needing your permission."
"You would wait three years for my son?"
"Yes, sir because I know that he is worth the wait."
"Okay. You have my permission Mr. Hale to marry my son but not until he graduates high school."
"Thank you sir." just then Stiles came into the room. It was obvious he had been listening to their conversation.
He jumped into Derek's arms and kissed him passionately, even though his dad was sitting there watching them.
"I have a date so you boys have the house to yourselves but remember no sex in my house."
"What's wrong dad? If you're not having any, you don't want anybody else having any?"
"For your information, just because I'm not doing it in my own house, doesn't mean I'm not doing it. But that doesn't mean you can do it here either. Plus, there is a girl upstairs that doesn't need to walk in on the two of you going at it."
"You mean Scott walked in on you and his mom at her house."
"Bye boys." Stiles watched his dad leave but as soon as he was gone, he turned his attention back to Derek.
"So you don't know if you really love me or not. That's not what you have told me."
"But I couldn't say that to your dad. It's none of his business if I love you or not or whether or not I have told you."
"I love you Derek."
"And I love you Stiles." They were kissing when they heard a little voice coming from the stairs.
"Daddy, are you going to make Daddy Derek my daddy for real?" Erika asked.
"As soon as I graduate from high school, your daddy and Daddy Derek are getting married. Do you know what that means?"
"Yes sir. I get to be the flower girl and I get to get a new dress." All of a sudden, Stiles saw a look of confusion on his daughters face. He walked over and picked her up, carrying her over to sit on the couch with him and Derek.
"What's wrong baby?"
"If you marry Daddy Derek, will you be a Hale too?" Stiles looked up at Derek.
"I don't sweetie. We have time to decide about that. Why do you ask?"
"Well if you become a Hale like Daddy Derek when you marry him, then I won't be a Hale. I'll be alone."
"Well Daddy Derek can adopt you and give you his last name. Would that be okay with you?"
"But then I would Erika Haley Hale. That sounds stupid. Being a Hale doesn't sound stupid but having Haley as my middle name and then Hale as my last name does."
"Well Daddy Derek doesn't have to adopt you?"
"But I want him too. I want to be a Hale." Stiles could see a sense of pride on the older man's face as he thought about the little girl wanting to be his daughter and to be a Hale.
"I have an idea Erika, if it's okay with your daddy." Erika climbed into Derek lap and looked at him happily.
"What is it Daddy Derek?"
"When we get married and I adopt you, we can have your name legally changed so that your middle name's not Haley. Would that be okay with the two of you?" Derek looked from daughter to dad.
"It's okay with me, if it's okay with your daughter." Stiles said, getting a smile out of his usual grumpy sour wolf.
"I love it Daddy Derek but who picks the name?"
"I guess you could since it's going to be your name." Stiles liked that idea.
"Okay."
"So what do you want to be named when we get married?" Derek asked her.
Erika thought hard to come up with a name that not only sounded good but also would make both her daddies happy.
"I want my new name to be Erika Stilinski Hale." She looked up for approval from both Stiles and Derek.
"Are you sure baby?"
"Yes daddy. I want your last name to be my middle name."
"I love that idea. I love you both. Thanks for being in my life." Stiles kissed their daughter on her forehead and then kissed his fiancée on the lips, making their daughter laugh.