The hospital room reminded Stiles of the one his Mother was in, the only difference being the bunny-rabbit printed blanket his son was wrapped in. Cal slept on, wires and tubes coming in and out of his body, his skin looked like wax with deep scratches decorating his arms, face and legs.

Stiles readjusted his cast-encased leg and stroked Cal's hand.

Scott and Isaac stood outside, Isaac bouncing Alfie on his hip as they spoke to a doctor.

"No internal bleeding... permanent scaring... no sign of mental damage.. keep and eye on him..."

Stiles tuned out, rubbing his forehead and running his scratched hand through his hair shakily. The door clicked open and Derek walked in, balancing coffee's on his left hand and leaning on the door with the other.

"Hey,"

"Hey,"

They sat in silence staring at their son for the second day in a row, waiting for any sign of movement or independent life signs. Derek handed Stiles his coffee and they sat with their ears listening to the rhythmic bleeping and the other noises that come with hospitals. The door opened again, and Scott stuck his head into the room.

"Alfie's fine, no damage at all!" He smiled, the adorable one that made his slightly skewed jawline stand out even more.

Derek rose, his jaw clenched and hands fisted at his sides.

"Well aren't you lucky. Our son could die!" He punctuated the last word but slamming his fist on the door just above Scott's head. Isaac watched through the glass, long fingers splayed out holding Alfie's head. Scott backed towards Isaac, taking his free hand and whispering let's go...

"Bye!" Alfie said, waving at Stiles and Derek who still stood in the door to Cal's room watching them go, Alfie's stitches above his right eye paling in significance to their own child's predicament.

Cal lay, still unmoving in a medically induced coma to allow his body time to heal the internal damage after as much as possible had been done by the surgeons in theater. He was making progress and would be expected to wake up in a few days hopefully.

When the car had overturned and Cal had hit his head on the window and there was a strong chance he wouldn't wake up from that.