Ever since that night, Stiles has went no where without Dixie. The pixiu has been by her side keeping her safe even when one of the boys were around. Her dad was coming today and Stiles was at the store getting groceries for a healthy dinner, tomorrow would be Christmas eve, also it will be her 4 week marker. She hasn't been able to tell a difference in herself but the boys comment on how her stomach is starting to get a little bulge.

Walking back home Dixie glared at everyone who passed. Stiles was alone when she entered the apartment. The boys were out doing God knows what. She was putting the last bit of the groceries away when her laptop dinged.

She went to check her email. It was from -

/ I have read your reports. They are wonderful. Great work. We are waiting for the next major research creature. In the mean time start getting ready for pixies and fairies. /

Stiles took note before replying.

/ I would like to meet with you and discuss my travel plans. Let me know what day is best for you. Merry Christmas and Happy New Year. /

/ It would have to be sometime after the holidays. I'll email you. Happy Holidays. /

Stiles closed her email and checked the clock. 1:20 p.m. "Dixie we are going to be late, come on!" They rush out to find a taxi. Arriving at the airport she asked the driver to wait for them. Walking into the crowd always made Stiles nervous. There were too many people. It was hard to keep her head on straight and not get caught up in the rush. She stood on her tippy toes to scan the crowd for any sign of her dad. Her eyes caught onto a man looking out of place next to a column. She waved at him, but he didn't see her.

"Come on girl." Stiles says as they fight their way through the sea of people. "Dad!" Stiles shouts as she stumbles toward him. "Stiles!" He says just as excitedly. They embrace in a warm hug. "I've missed my baby girl." he says in her ear. Stiles' heart tightens, "I've missed you too, dad." They part and Dixie greets the sheriff with her own version of a hug.

"I see you've gotten a dog. Big isn't she." He states pushing her down. Dixie's eyes sadden. "Her name is Dixie. She's my guard dog." The sheriff seems satisfied at that. "Well, she's a pretty thing." Dixie's tail wags at the compliment.

"Come on Dad, Let's get out of here." They go out to the cab, putting the sheriff's luggage in the trunk. On the ride home they caught up. Stiles asked about the sheriff's office and how crime catching was going. She asked him how healthy he was eating and if he was taking care of himself. The older man only grumbled and tried to make the conversation about her classes and job. Once they arrive Stiles pays the driver while John gets the luggage.

Dixie rushes in the door once it opens, greeting the three wolves. They all rush to take the luggage off of John and Stiles' hands. " its so goof to see you again." Isaac says after putting down the luggage. "It's good to see you as well. Have you stayed out of trouble?" He asks paying Isaac on the back. "Yes sir. Full moons don't even give me that much trouble." The sheriff nodded. He greeted Jackson then turned his attention to Alex.

Stiles bit her lip nervously as her father eyed her mate. "You must be ." He says. Alex nods, "Yes sir." He himself seems nervous. "Well son, its nice to finally meet you." He holds his hand out and Alex accepts it warmly. "Nice to finally meet you too, sir. Stiles has told me so much about you." John chuckles. "I bet she told you to help keep an eye on my eating habits as well." Alex gives a knowing grin.

"So! who wants me to get supper ready?" All the boys agreed eagerly. They sat down and turned on a football game. Dixie lingered in the kitchen. She loves when Stiles cooks because Stiles always tosses her samples. Within no time Stiles had fixed chicken, green beans, mashed patties, rolls, and curly fries. "Come and get it!" Stiles calls.

The boys filled their plates full and went back to watching the game. Stiles sat at the bar, gobbling down her food. Man, she was hungry. She saved the best for last, curly fries. But as she took a bite she felt sick to her stomach. Putting a hand to her mouth, she rushed to the bathroom. Dixie barking nervously as she followed her.

Stiles heaved up her dinner. Hands pulled her hair back as she vomited. Once her stomach was empty she flushed the toilet and leaned against the legs behind her. Dixie licked her cheek. "You okay?" Alex asks. "Yeah. The morning sickness is starting or the baby just doesn't like curly fries." She says softly. Alex nods with a frown. "Come on let me get you some soup to sip on."

Alex helps Stiles stand. She rinses her mouth out and brushes her teeth before walking back into the living room. Alex sat her down on the couch. "You okay?" John asks worriedly. "Yeah Dad, I'm fine. Just might be coming down with something." She says a little tired.

Alex fiddles in the kitchen until he finds the soup. Dixie lays her head on Stiles' lap. Stiles runs her fingers through the soft fur. "Here you go baby." Alex says holding out a steaming cup of chicken broth. Stiles takes it as Alex settles beside her. "Guess that's the one positive things about dating a werewolf. They can't get it so they can always take care of you." John says softly. Stiles nods sipping at her soup.

Before long her cup is taken from her hands and she is almost asleep. Only then does she realize she never told her dad Alex was a werewolf. But she is too far gone to say anything. Soon she is sound asleep.

A/N: Well guys here is the next chapter. I am terribly sorry for how long it has taken me to put it up. I have been babysitting and doing other fun things. I will be going back to college soon so my goal is to get as many of the chapters up before I leave. Thanks for reading! Until next time!