Note: My updates may be sporadic again. Personal issues.

And I haven't been sleeping. Like, it's insane, I don't pass out till like two in the morning and I get up at eight to get ready for work. But I wake up constantly.

Yuck.

Anyways.

Onward with the chapter!

Derek took a deep breath, "Okay Emerson, you ready?" he asked softly.

Emerson nodded, "Yeah."

Derek bent down and lifted his son into his arms. He walked towards the window, "Which one?" Emerson asked softly as he glanced through the window.

"That one," Derek whispered as he pointed to the baby wrapped in a blue blanket.

"Brother or sister?" Emerson asked as he looked up at the Alpha.

"Brother."

Emerson grinned as he pressed his face to the glass. He reached up and waved, "Hi," he whispered, "I'm Emerson," the little boy looked up at his dad, "What's his name daddy?"

The Alpha's grip on his son tightened, "Haven't deciced on a name yet."

The preschooler pressed his face to the glass, "Jacob," he breathed.

"Jacob?" Derek said, looking down at his son questioningly

Emerson nodded, "Yeah," he breathed, "Jacob Daniel Stilinski-Hale."

"Daniel?"

The little boy nodded, "After Uncle Danny."

"Yeah, okay, we'll have to tell Papa."

The little boy nodded, "Yeah," he said, "hey daddy, why is Jacob in there?"

Derek took in a sharp breath, "He's having trouble breathing on his own."

"He be better right?"

"Yeah, he just needs to fight off the infection buddy."

"Then he come home?"

The Alpha nodded, "Yeah, then he'll be able to come home."

"Oh good," Emerson breathed, "I be a good brother," he whispered, "I promise."

"I know you will," Derek mumbled as he placed a kiss to Emerson's cheek, "you'll do great."

"Can I see Papa now?" the little boy asked.

Derek took in a sharp breath, "In a bit okay."

"Okay."

"For now, I want you to go and sit with the pack okay," Derek ordered softly as he made his way down to the hall way towards the waiting room.

"Kay daddy."

Sheriff Stilinski was the first one out of his chair when Derek emerged through the double doors. He nodded towards Scott as he placed Emerson down onto the ground. "Come here Em," the beta called to the little boy.

"You doing okay?" John asked.

"Yeah, I'm going to go see Stiles," Derek answered, "then I'll let you guys in to say hello."

John nodded, "We'll be here, go on."

Derek turned around and made quick work of making his way back towards his mate's room. Stiles was hooked up to a bunch of machines. The drip of the IV was loud in Derek's ears. "Hey baby," he whispered softly as he approached the bed.

"Hey," Stiles whispered, "how's Emerson doing?"

"Great," Derek answered, "I took him to see him to see the baby?"

"How'd he take it?"

Derek licked at his lips, "He asked when he was coming home."

Stiles took in a sharp breath, it caught in his throat as he let out a cough. Derek whined as he reached over and placed a hand on Stiles' chest, "Stiles," he whispered.

"Yeah?"

"I talked to your dad."

"Yeah?"

"He gave me- -I'm going to give you the bite," Derek rushed out.

Stiles shook his head, "No Der."

"Please Stiles," Derek whispered desperately, "I can't, I can't lose you."

"I'll be fine."

"Babe, I can barely concentrate, you're hurting so much, and I can't, I just can't."

"I just, things will change Der," Stiles breathed, "you know that right?"

"The only thing that'll change is the fact that you'll be able to see and hear things better, I'll still love you, I will always love you and you're my mate for life."

Stiles shook his head, "No," he pleaded, "I don't, I don't want the bite."

"Sty."

"Derek," Stiles whimpered, "just please, no."

"I can't lose you Stiles," Derek argued.

"You won't," Stiles breathed.

Derek licked at his lips as he looked down. Stiles reached over grasping Derek's hand, "Trust me okay."

"Okay," Derek whispered.

"Promise me Derek."

Derek took in a sharp breath, "I promise," he forced out.

"Good, now can I see my Emerson?"

"Yeah, I'll have your dad come in with him."

"Papa," Emerson whispered as leaned over and placed a kiss on the man's forehead.

"Hey little man," Stiles smiled.

"I named the baby," Emerson grinned.

Stiles shifted, "Did you?"

The little boy nodded, "Yea daddy, his name is Jacob Daniel Stilinski-Hale."

"I like that name," Stiles whispered, "good name."

"Yeah," Emerson nodded, "we can take him home soon right?"

Stiles nodded. "Yeah."

"And you Papa, you come home too."

"Yeah, I'll come home too."

"Good."

John smiled softly down at his son, "Hey, you know, I thought we talked about this."

"I know, I know," Stiles groaned.

"You know, I'm freaking out, but not as badly as I thought, considering your my son and my boy and my-"

"-pride and joy," Stiles smiled finishing the Sheriff's sentence.

John rolled his eyes, "Yes," he growled.

"You gave him permission dad, to give me the bite?"

"I did," John breathed, "I can't lose you and with what I witnessed outside, Derek would be lost without you, he loves you son and I respect him for that, that'd he'd go to the end of the earth for you. I love him too, you know, he's family and I don't know what we'd both do we lost you."

"Go insane?"

"I probably would, I know I would and I know he would."

"So why aren't you having a full blown panic attack."

"Well, Derek was and it was setting everybody on edge and I figured, if I'm freaking out and I'm the adult, well, it's a downward spiral of chaotic emotions."

"Can't have that," Stiles groaned, "not good."

"I just want you out Stiles."

"I know, but I don't want the bite, I'm not taking it."

"Stiles-"

Stiles sighed as he reached over gripping his dad's wrist, "Please Pa."

John took a sharp breath, Stiles hadn't called him Pa in a long time. A long long time. He nodded, "Okay son okay."

"Good."

"You want to see the others?"

Stiles nodded, "Yeah, I'd like that."

Scott and Allison entered the room next, "Hey man," he greeted, "you need to hurry up and get better."

"Yeah," Stiles groaned, "working on."

"No more sex," Scott joked.

Stiles rolled his eyes, "if the next words out of your mouth are, or you'll get pregnant and die, I will seriously question your masculinity."

"Don't have to say it, you just did, you're the one quoting mean girls darling."

"Get out of here," Stiles grumbled waving at the door, "send Lydia and Jackson in, they love me."

"Seriously though" Scott breathed, "feel better man."

"I will, I'll be out before you know it."

"Good."

Allison walked towards the male, "Hey," she said gently as she leaned down to place a kiss on Stiles' forehead, "Your son is out there telling everyone that he named he named the baby."

Stiles grinned, "Yeah, he told me."

"Definitely the little leader."

"Just like his dad."

Kylie cooed in Allison arms as she reached for the brunette in the bed, "Hey Kylie," Stiles whispered softly, "You'll have a playmate soon."

Allison nodded, "Oh yeah, they'll cause trouble I'm sure."

"They will, she's Scott's daughter isn't she?"

"HEY!" Scott cried.

"See you later Stiles." Allison laughed as she pulled Scott out of the room

"Mhmm."

Jackson rolled his eyes as he approached the bed, "You got Derek riled up again, seriously Stilinski, do you get off on- - oh dear god, never mind, don't, don't answer that."

"Love you too."

"You gave us quiet a scare," Lydia said as she took her spot on the other side of the bed, Casey in her arms.

"Uncle Stiles," the little boy grinned as he reached over and gave the man a kiss on the cheek.

"Hey," Stiles mumbled, "how's Casey Man doing?"

"Bored," the little boy sighed, "the hospital is boring."

"Casey," Jackson growled.

"It is," Casey frowned, "Uncle Stiles, the blocks, they, they suck."

"I bet, nothing cool to build?"

"No, nothing at all."

"Well, you'll be able to go home soon okay."

"You're coming to right?" Casey asked. " Cause Uncle Derek is sad," he added in a whimper.

"I know he is," Stiles answered, "soon, I'll be home soon, not today, maybe tomorrow."

"Cool."

"So apparently your son named your second son after me," Danny said as he walked towards the bed.

"So I've been told."

"You don't have to name him that," Danny said as he reached over grasping Stiles' hand

Stiles smiled, "Well, Emerson's made up his mind, sides I like it, it, it works, yah know."

"Yeah, it does have a nice ring to it."

"See, then there we go."

"You're probably tired of hearing this, but Stiles, you need to get better and get of here, because it's just, it's not right, it's not fair and it's just plain weird."

"I know," Stiles breathed, "I know, I'm sorry."

"No, don't apologize, just, get your ass better."

Stiles nodded, "Yes mother," he said sarcastically, "and last I checked, I married Derek, not you."

"Later Stiles," Danny laughed as he walked out the door.

Derek entered Stiles' room the next night tired and looking like hell. "Hey," Stiles frowned, "Der bear what's wrong."

"Tired and I couldn't sleep last night," the Alpha wolf whined as he approached the bed, "I miss you Sty, I want you home, I want you and Jacob to come home."

"Working on that," Stiles whispered, "We'll be fine Derek."

"It hurts," the Alpha whispered as he grasped his chest, "I just, I can't-"

"You won't," Stiles said, voice firm, "Der, trust me okay, just trust me."

"I know, I trust you, I will always trust you."

Stiles nodded, "Good, now, I want to hear some good news."

"Emerson helped me finish painting Jacob's room," Derek told him.

"Yeah?"

"Of course most of the paint ended up on him."

The brunette laughed, "Oh yes, of course."

"I wondered why and then I remembered, oh he's Stiles' son, duh."

"Hey," Stiles cried out.

"Then I was sad because I realized that-"

"-baby, don't," Stiles interrupted, "you're the Alpha Wolf, you need to be strong okay."

"I know," Derek sighed, "it's just, with you here, my wolf is restless and I'm restless."

"How's Jacob doing?" Stiles asked.

"Great," Derek breathed, "the doctor says that he's responding to the medicine."

"Good."

Derek nodded, "Yeah, he smiled at me today."

"Did he?"

"Yeah."

"What does he look like?"

The Alpha wolf grinned, "Me."

"Oh yeah?"

"Yep, just like his dad," Derek grinned.

Stiles smiled, "Naww look at my Der bear."

"Oh shut up," Derek said rolling his eyes.

Hours passed as the two conversed. Derek mentioned how he had gotten several phone calls from his students wishing him well. Stiles talked about the yucky hospital food and how they were trying to poison him with something that they said was pudding. It was late when Melissa kicked Derek out of the room.

"I want to stay," Derek sighed as he leaned down giving Stiles a goodbye kiss.

"I want you to stay too, but it's not fair to Emerson."

Derek nodded, "I know."

"Tomorrow," Stiles mumbled as he placed a kiss on Derek's forehead, "I'll see you tomorrow."

"Okay, bye Sty."

"Bye Der."

"I love you."

"I love you too."

Stiles woke up the next day and jumped when he noticed Derek and Emerson in the room. He's heart thudded loudly in his chest. Derek was holding something in his arms, "Der," he called out softly.

Derek looked up at him, "Hey," he whispered, "you're up."

"Is that, is that Jacob?" Stiles asked.

Derek nodded, "Yeah," he grinned, "he's better, can you believe that."

Stiles shifted in the bed, "I want, I want to see him," he demanded.

Derek grinned, "Want to see Papa," he whispered to the bundle in his arms.

"Yes," Stiles answered as he outstretched his arms, "I want to hold him."

Derek walked over to Stiles and carefully transferred the baby over. Stiles relaxed as he looked down at his son, "Hey baby boy," he cooed.

Jacob jerked a bit, head turning to the sound. His eyes slowly opened, "Wow, will you look at that," Stiles breathed, "you were right, looks just like you."

"Me, me!" Emerson cried out softly as he padded over to the pair.

The Alpha wolf laughed, "You," he said as he brought his son into his arms, "You're a spitting image of your Papa."

"Yep," Emerson said, "I very handsome."

Stiles laughed, "You are you are."

"And we still love you," Derek mumbled as he hugged the preschooler tight.

"I know, I know," the little boy said, "I just want to be with Papa is all."

Derek rolled his eyes at his son, "Oh yes of course, Papa's little man."

He gave his son a quick kiss on the cheek before pulling a chair up next to the bed. Emerson grinned over at the Alpha Wolf before climbing on top of the bed sitting next to Stiles. "Hi brother," he said softly reaching over and grasping the baby's hand.

Stiles let out a content sigh as snuggled himself down into the hospital, still keeping a gentle tight hold on Jacob. "Doing okay Der?" he asked as he looked over at his mate.

Derek nodded, "Yeah," he answered as he reached over and rested a hand on Stiles' thigh. Derek glanced at the monitor that Stiles' was hooked up too then down at his son. The Alpha wolf watched with a content smile, pride swelling in chest as he watched Emerson talk to the baby. Stiles was interacting as well, the brunette smiling and doing his best to keep up with Emerson's energy as he talked animatedly. The brunette did wince every once in a while, but other than that, he was doing fine.

The dark haired man sighed as he finally felt himself relax. He felt his wolf growl in happiness. It was no longer pacing and buzzing with nervous energy. Derek allowed himself to slouch in the chair, his eyes drifted shut. The last thought that ran through his head before he slipped into sleep was. I got my family back.

Stiles looked over at his mate and smiled at the site. And it was if he knew what Derek was thinking because he placed a hand on top his mates and whispered to the Alpha, "We never went anywhere Derek, we've been here, we're always be here."

Emerson laughter filtered the air causing Derek to jerk a bit, "Shh," Stiles hushed, "dad's sleeping."

The preschooler looked over at the Alpha Wolf, "Oh good," he said, "daddy needs lots of rest."

"Been running him wild Em?" Stiles asked.

"Oh yes," he answered with a grin.

Stiles looked down at the baby in his arms, "Are you going to be just like your brother?" he cooed at the baby, "always up to no good?"

Jacob' wiggled a bit. Emerson grinned as he reached over and ran his hand down the baby's cheek. He leaned down and whispered down to his brother, "I show you all the ropes."

"All the ropes huh?" Stiles said, "do I want to know who taught you that how to say that?"

"Grandpa did," Emerson answered.

Stiles shook his head he leaned down to place a kiss on Emerson' head, "Oh Em, you are definitely my son."

Jacob made a noise. Stiles turned his attention to him, "You, well, I'm sure you'll do great things."

Emerson nodded, "He will."

"Oh yeah?"

The little boy nodded, "Yeah, cause he's got you as a Papa and Derek as a daddy, he awesome, like me!"

"Definitely my son," Stiles laughed.

Derek grinned from the chair as he cracked an eye open, "I told you didn't I," he mumbled, "more like you."

"Shut up and go back to sleep Sour Wolf," Stiles joked.

"Love you to babe," Derek grinned.

Yes? No? Thoughts? Leave a review please?

I might have to open the floor again, if you guys got ideas, feel free to leave them.

I'm just so brain dead and I've got like nothing.

Writers block is a pain.