Disclaimer: "I do not own Teen Wolf. The show, the characters, and any quotes from the show belong to Jeff Davis and his amazing team of writers. I only own Nixie, any other original characters I create, and anything original that I make them do or say."

Prologue

Alison honestly didn't understand it. And sure, maybe part of that was because she was only ten years old now… but she still thinks this should be obvious. She's clearly done something wrong. Something she said, something she did while they were together… or maybe he just didn't actually think she was pretty, even though he said she was constantly.

For the life of her, Alison Parrish couldn't understand why Theo Raiken hadn't asked her out yet. Or tried to kiss her.

And currently, she's sick of not understanding it. Everything else was easier for her to understand. Math, science, history. Even English was alright, though Alison hated it to it's very core, even with Derek and her mom's help when it came to writing papers. But this? Matters of the heart? These were tricky.

Or… well, maybe that's part of the problem too. Theo is her mate. That much is apparent to her, and she thought it was apparent to him too. It wasn't supposed to be complicated or tricky. She wasn't supposed to have to wonder who her perfect match in life was going to be. She already knew. And yet here she was, second guessing everything.

Slapping her textbook closed on the counter, she looks up at her father at the stove. "Dad?"

Jordan Parrish turns around, grins briefly at the perplexed look that has overcome his daughter's face, and then waits for her question. He'd given up trying to guess at what she might be trying to think anymore. Compared to other children, Alison was five, ten, twenty, and then sometimes fifty steps ahead of what her age was supposed to suggest.

That being said, even though he knew to be ready for anything, he was not in any way prepared when she asked, "Why won't Theo kiss me?"

Alison tilts her head when her father doesn't respond. He just stares at her, eyes slightly widened. She also notes that the heat has risen in the room a bit, which always means her dad was experiencing a heightening of emotions, or something like that. Sometimes the heat went up in the room simply because her mom walked in to be with them.

The aloe plant on the windowsill has informed her that sometimes this is because Jordan is simply happy his wife is home. And other times, it means Nixie is in trouble for something. Trouble… in a good way.

The plant has yet to explain how trouble could be a good thing. It just says, 'when you're older'. And Alison tries to threaten the plant with not speaking to it anymore. She doesn't like not having the answers. But 'Al' just chuckles and waits for her to change the subject.

In any case, her dad heating up the room right now was definitely because of her question. Nixie's not even here yet. But…

Speak of the devil, Alison tilts her head to the side, listening as the tree in their front yard informs her that Nixie's bike is approaching from up the road. And sure enough, five seconds later, the roar of her engine can be heard as she pulls into the garage.

The tree in the yard, Alison has named Burt. And as usual, almost every day, he complains about the fact that Nixie was driving entirely too fast. It used to worry Ally a lot… but now she's just used to the fact that her mom basically has a permit to always drive forty miles over the speed limit. And that's just on a normal day.

The door opens, and Nixie sighs from the hall before saying, "Something smells amazing. But I thought it was my night to cook?"

When she gets no teasing response from her husband, Nixie frowns and drops her jacket on the coat rack before moving into the kitchen. And at her husband's wide eyes and stunned aura, she can surmise that their daughter has shocked him with yet another of her questions.

Raising an eyebrow, she finally says, "Babe, you're going to catch flies if you leave your mouth open any longer."

He snaps it shut, giving her a brief look before then gesturing to their little girl and saying, "Ask your mother."

Nixie laughs, but then pauses too when Alison turns to her and asks, "Why won't Theo kiss me?" And then, slumping down in her seat, she asks pitifully, "I mean… doesn't he want to?"

Nixie sighs after a moment of thought, and then takes a seat next to Ally. Folding her hands together on the table, she asks, "Do you think he wants to?"

"I don't know." Nixie just gives her daughter a look. She was more intuitive than that. Plus, the simple answer of 'I don't know', wasn't really allowed around the house. Unless it concerned a subject or topic you'd never heard of before in your entire life, 'I don't know' didn't work. So Alison finally sighs, "Yes… I think he does. I mean… I hope he does."

Nixie nods, "Do you want to kiss him?"

Alison huffs and rests her cheeks in her hands before saying with a pout, but still pointedly as ever, "Yes."

Nixie can't help grinning at her daughter. A question like that, when Nixie had been younger? Hell, when she'd been seventeen and Lydia had asked her about Jordan, all those types of questions made her blush with embarrassment. But not Ally. She didn't care. It was the simple fact of the matter. Straight forward, as always.

Nixie runs a hand up and down her back, "Honey… I'm afraid that for you and Theo… it's a bit more complicated than just… wanting it."

"Why?"

"Because you're ten and he's twenty-eight. Almost twenty-nine."

Alison turns to her mother and tilts her head in confusion, "But he doesn't look twenty-eight or twenty-nine. And I'm exceptionally smart for my age. Everyone says so."

Nixie nods, "Yes, you are very smart. So… why do you think the age difference might still be a problem?"

Alison tilts her head again at that, trying to ponder it for a moment. She hadn't actually had an angle to try and work with before, but now that she did…

Back to her mother, she asks, "Because… we're still part human? And we still live with humans?"

Nixie grins, "That's part of it, yes. You do have a human side, same as all supernatural creatures do. And we live in a society that is predominantly human. So, sometimes we have to maintain some of their standards… to a certain point."

Alison nods, suddenly a great deal more at ease with everything. Looking at her mother expectantly, she asks with a tad more excitement than any parent ever really wants their child to have in this area, "So… Theo does want to kiss me?"

Nixie bites her tongue briefly, but then sighs, "I'm sure he does. Though he has very smartly never mentioned it to me yet."

Alison tilts her head again, about to ask why it was smart to not bring it up to Nixie or Jordan. She stops herself short though, giving herself a moment to think about it on her own. And… well, yeah. It was probably better to keep how badly he wanted to kiss her, if he did want to kiss her, to himself. Definitely better than sharing it with what Alison already knew was an overprotective dragon and a hellhound that could set the entire house on fire with a flick of his hand.

Finally, after taking a moment to think some more, she asks instead, "So… how long do I have to wait?" And because she didn't really think she had to wait to express her own desires to her parents, she adds, "Because I want to kiss him now."

Nixie thumps her head down on the counter, and then gives a withering look to Jordan, who chuckles at her. Shrugging helplessly, he then looks to Alison and says, "Until you're sixteen."

Her little eyes widen. "I have to wait a whole six years?! That's impossible!"

Jordan simply raises an eyebrow, "It would've been eight more years, but your mother talked me down. So, give her a big hug and say thank you."

Alison leaps into Nixie's arms at that, who simply laughs and pats her daughter's head gently. Sighing, Alison asks, "Why would dad try to make me wait so long?"

Nixie just squeezes her tighter, "Because you're our little girl. And being ready to do things like that means being ready to grow up. And we're not ready for that yet."

Leaning back, she looks at both her parents. Then she asks, "Is it stressful? Having a fairy for a kid?"

Jordan lets out a bark of laughter, and then feels a swift stripe of cold slide up his spine in recompense. But Nixie chuckles too before saying, "No. A little challenging at times? Maybe. Different? Absolutely. But stressful? You? Never."

Alison finally smiles, and then jumps up when she hears the knock on the door. "That's Theo!"

As always, ever since Alison had turned eight, Saturday night was dinner and games night. Sometimes it involved other members of the pack. But at the bare minimum, it always involved Nixie, Jordan, Alison, and then Theo. Alison was always insistent that it wasn't a true game night if Theo wasn't there as well.

The boy was at their house half the time as it was. And even when he wasn't there, he'd taken to living in an apartment that was only about ten miles away from them. Which, for some people, was a considerable distance. But for supernaturals…

Well, Theo and Nixie had both actually timed it. She could be at his apartment within a couple of minutes or so if she flew. Only a couple more added on if she chose to drive her bike instead. And Theo, on foot at full speed, could reach them in five to six minutes.

Nixie likes to have her contingency plans in order in case the world decides to implode around them. Which, knowing them and the town they live in, will definitely happen at some point.

As Alison hurries away to let him in, Nixie quickly stands up and moves to Jordan's side. Whispering, she asks, "When did that happen?"

"You mean how long has she wanted to kiss him? Probably since she was seven or eight. When she did ask the question? Literally about thirty seconds before you came in."

Nixie just drops her head against his arm and says, "I'm not ready for my baby girl to want to go off and make out with boys. Even if she only ever wants one boy."

"I'm still game to set the limit back at eighteen."

Jordan grins when his wife just gives him a look. He's well aware of why she set the limit there. He'd thought seventeen, which is when she'd first kissed him, would've been the age she chose. But she chose sixteen because…

And as Jordan raises an eyebrow at her, it makes her blush because she knows he's silently referring to the fact that, almost since the first time she'd met him at sixteen, she'd wanted to kiss him. And if she'd known then that he was her mate, and that he wanted her as much as she wanted him, she would've just gone ahead and done it. And so, the age limit for kissing in this house, would be sixteen.

And if Alison decided to try and break it, God help Theo if Jordan found out about it.

Nixie prepares to lean away as she hears Theo making his way up the hall, their daughter skipping lightly at his side while telling him about her day. But Jordan wraps an arm around her waist, hauling her back in against his body.

He grins when she just laughs at him, and then he kisses her temple before lowering the temperature on the food and moving with her towards the counter. Working his kisses down to her neck, pinning her there with his body for a moment, he whispers, "Do you know what else your daughter asked me today?"

"Oh, so she's just mine now? That's good to know."

He bites at her neck in response, and then tugs against the skin there to stop her laughing and hear her breath catch in her throat. Smirking, he says, "She asked me when we were going to finally give her a little brother or sister."

Nixie freezes completely, and then shoves lightly at his chest and says, "Well, certainly not tonight, with Theo coming in for dinner." Jordan doesn't budge, and then laughs when Nixie says, "I swear, if you make me moan right after I told Ally that she needs to be patient for six more years, I will hit you in the back of the head."

"Baby!"

"Don't 'Baby' me. You knew full-well it was coming."

He kisses her throat one more time, and then finally leans back. Kissing the end of her nose, he then asks, "By the way, how was your day?"

Nixie smiles up at him. And for all her threats of hitting him if he remained close enough to make her moan with Theo and Alison still so close, she wraps her arms around his shoulders before she answers him. "Good. We saved a few people today. Lost a coma patient… but we were expecting that."

Jordan nods, running his hands up and down her back comfortingly, "Injuries?"

She shakes her head at that, "I didn't take any. I took some pain from a few people, but that was it. Besides, you know David has me on a limit of how many injuries I can take within a week's time."

Jordan nods, "And he mandates that you only take the internal portions of the injuries. Which I'm still not sorry for."

Nixie nods, knowing he's not. And honestly, she's happy he thought of that stipulation for her. David's limit on how much she could take while at the hospital had been even tighter, after seeing firsthand all that she was willing to take at once. He'd thought, briefly, of trying to ban her from taking any physical injuries while on the job. In his opinion, she had enough to worry about with taking care of the pack.

But Jordan, in an effort to find a middle ground for them, had explained that her internal injuries healed at a faster rate than even Scott's did on a normal basis. And with that, David and Nixie were finally able to come to an understanding.

Good thing too. Because Nixie was this close to just starting her own underground, top secret, nursing group. One that would let her help the people she felt needed it, in spite of anyone else thinking she shouldn't anymore.

In response to Jordan's statement now about not being sorry, Nixie kisses him gently on the lips, and then says, "Thank you for that, by the way."

"You've said that. Several times."

"I know. But I really appreciate it."

Jordan nods, and then grins when he adds, "Well, I figured at the time, I'd try to save David from needing to be slapped in the head yet."

"And a good thing you did too."

He laughs outright, and then chuckles as Nixie blushes when Alison says, "What are you guys doing? We have to play games and eat with Theo. Then you can work on my baby sister."

Theo just gapes at the little girl now sitting next to him. But he can't help laughing when she shrugs at him and adds, "Or brother. I'm not picky. I just want one. And mom has babies fast, so…"

Nixie throws up her hands, "Okay! Enough of that. Who wants to play uno?" And as she pulls out the cards, she points at Theo, "And no cheating."

He throws up his hands in mock offense, "How can you cheat at uno?!"

"I don't know, but you always win, so you must be cheating."

They grin at each other, and then Jordan sets a plate of food on the table and says, "Children… food first."

Nixie groans playfully in disapproval, but then smiles as she kisses his shoulder and says, "Okay. It smells wonderful, by the way."

Jordan just grins back at her, "Excellent."

After Theo left, having provided Alison a kiss on the cheek before heading out, Nixie put her to bed and then returned to help Jordan with the dishes. Currently, he was in their bedroom, changing into sweatpants for the night.

His birthday was in a couple of nights. And Nixie was going to be working the next two nights coming up to it. Hence, the fact that she was supposed to have cooked him dinner tonight. She wasn't supposed to be able to on his birthday. Not unless she used one of her last sick days for the year, and she was trying to save those. So she had… well, other plans for his birthday.

She finally got Lydia to take her to a place where she could buy the outfit that Jordan had 'requested' as a birthday present five years prior on Christmas. And she'll be the first to admit that, in the realm of sexually persuasive clothes, she was a slow mover. Well… and if she was going to do it for him, she wanted it to be a surprise.

She knows by now he honestly doesn't care what she wears. Everything she ever puts on, apparently all has the same effect of making him want to take it back off of her. Nurse scrubs, jeans and a tank top, shorts and a t-shirt… everything.

Not that she was any better. She did have a particular fascination with removing his uniform from his body when he returned home and she was there to 'help' him. But really, his sweatpants were just as enticing as anything else he ever put on too.

But, as Lydia would say, it's nice to try and spice things up every now and again. And wearing a sexy piece of lingerie that was supposed to make you look like a sexy nurse? That definitely added spice.

And a whole lot of grief over the idea of wearing it. Nixie had no problem with the Christmas outfit anymore. But that was because Jordan had already proved that he loved her in it. Jordan hadn't seen this one however, and so Nixie was still antsy.

And now that she'd ended up working late tonight, she was going to have to form a new plan on when she'd wear it and show it to him. She'd intended to cook for him tonight, have the game night with Theo and Alison as planned, and then have them drive to lake house, which Lydia always said was forever at their disposal.

Sighing as she puts the last dish in the drainer, she dries off her hands and then pauses when Jordan says, "Nixie…"

His tone, which she knew by heart now, suggested that he knew something he figured she didn't want him to know yet. And as she tried to wrack her brain for what secret she might be keeping from him, coming up empty, he asks, "What is this?"

Turning to see what he's holding, her eyes blow wide at the tiny little nurse's cap that he has in his hands. It was the one part of the outfit that she hadn't intended on actually wearing. She saw no need for the cap.

It was also the one part that she hadn't hidden, because she'd intended to throw it out, and then accidentally never did. Note to self, until you actually find a day to take out the garbage yourself, hide all of the damn evidence.

Jordan raises an eyebrow at his wife, smirking when she has to turn away as the blush begins rushing up towards her cheeks. She tries to make herself look busy… but the dishes are already done, the sink is drained, and she had no intention of drinking anymore coffee tonight.

As she feels Jordan come up behind her, his heat engulfing her in a more relaxing sort of way, she slumps her shoulders and says, "I was supposed to cook tonight."

Jordan tilts his head when she turns to him. Shrugging, he says, "I know that. But you ended up getting pulled back to stay late. These things happen, we know this. So I cooked. What's…"

Nixie sighs, "It's… it was supposed to be for your birthday. Because… I couldn't actually get off for your birthday."

Jordan makes an 'ah' motion with his mouth, understanding why she'd been disappointed about that earlier now. Then he holds up the tiny little cap and asks, "And this?"

The blush on her face intensifies, and she ducks down before saying, "It… was supposed to be… your present." The heat in the room spikes, which she knows is a good thing. But she still sighs and says, "But I was late, and I don't have it on, and… now it's all ruined."

Jordan just shrugs again, "Why?"

"Because it was supposed to be a surprise! And now…"

"Now, it's still a surprise." At her confused look, Jordan grins and says, "Well, I still have no idea what the rest of this outfit looks like. The only thing not surprising anymore, is that you own it." Backing her into the sink, he adds in a deeper voice, "And now, I'd really like to see it. Please?"

"Jordan, Alison is in bed, and I'm not quiet. We…"

He cuts her off gently, "Will go to the lake house, which had been in your original plan for the evening." When Nixie's eyes widen again in surprise, he adds, "You really shouldn't entrust all of your plans to Lydia. She has a tendency of trying to make sure you don't back out of them."

Groaning, Nixie is about to start plotting how she might take revenge against Lydia. Before she can get to far into that train of thought though, she jumps when Jordan lands a languid kiss on her neck. And as he sucks hard at the curve, she lets out a short moan before pleading, "Jordan… Alison can…"

"Alison does not have supernatural hearing, and cannot hear us when her door is closed." He bites her neck for emphasis, pulling a hiss and a whimper from her. Pulling back finally, he whispers, "Please?"

Nixie finally just laughs a little before asking, "Just how eager are you to get me out of here and into bed?"

"You have absolutely no idea."

Which, wasn't an entirely accurate statement on his part. Since Alison had started getting older, wrapping her impressive mind around more and more, Jordan and Nixie had to become more careful about how 'active' they were in their own house. Unlike at the 'Haven', these walls weren't soundproofed. Which, in a nut shell, meant they needed to go elsewhere in order to do anything without scarring their little girl for life.

Nixie grins at Jordan, and then says, "I… fine, just… let me call Lydia and let her know she still needs to come here to watch Alison."

But Jordan simply pulls out his phone, sends a swift text, and then shoves it in his pocket before turning back to his wife. Kissing her hard, his tongue sweeping the inside of her mouth in a promise of more, he then whispers, "Come on. He'll be here in just a minute."

"He?"

Nixie has literally just packed a bag for the night, Jordan too and slid on a shirt again, when the knock comes on the door. And as Nixie drops her bag by the door and pulls it open, she finds Theo standing there again.

He shrugs when she tilts her head, and then explains, "Jordan asked if I could watch over Alison for the night. Which is, honestly, never a problem anyway. So…"

Jordan comes up behind Nixie and says over her head, "Thanks. We'll be back some time in the morning." Theo nods as he moves past them into the house. He honestly didn't care if they didn't come back until later in the afternoon the next day. Any time he spent with Alison, even if it was just spent around the little girl while she slept, was time he considered to be well spent.

Nixie was about to explain more to him… or just simply say hello and thank you. But Jordan grabbed their bags in one hand, took her hand in his other, and then pulled her out the door before she could. And as he pulled open his truck door for her, he looks at her raised eyebrow and says, "He seriously doesn't want to know any more details about what we're doing tonight."

When they get to the lake house, Nixie takes a minute to stare at herself in the mirror before stepping out into the bedroom with Jordan. She was still in a pair of thigh-high tights. Despite what Jordan said about not liking the pair that went with her Christmas outfit, he always seemed to stop on them first for a while. Plus, he did seem to enjoy slowly revealing the rest of her legs for his lips to finally explore.

The rest of the outfit was a white mini skirt over red panties, a white top that buttoned up, but didn't button up nearly high enough. It was trimmed with red and accented every curve of her body to a T. The bra beneath it was bright red, with two white plus/cross symbols, one for each cup of the bra.

And because Jordan had found it, she was wearing the tiny little hat. No shoes this time though. There had been a white pair of stilettoes that could be bought with the outfit… but Nixie was not about to do that.

Peeking her head out into the room, she briefly thinks Jordan must've gone back to the front door or something for a moment. Maybe to make sure it was locked, because he wasn't already in the bed. But as she stepped out, the heat immediately spiked, and Nixie turns her head to see him standing on the other side of the door, where she hadn't been able to see him.

Narrowing her eyes at him, she says, "That's cheating."

He simply raises a challenging eyebrow back at her, "So is taking a whole fifteen minutes to get back out here."

"I…"

"If I have to explain to you, again, that everything you put on is beautiful, it won't end well for you."

But as Nixie's breath catches in her throat, Jordan smirks. It was an empty threat, in the sense that he'd actually get mad at her. Part of who she was, rested in the fact that she didn't see herself that way. She knew he did, and she understood that. But she didn't.

That being said, Nixie knew it was a very real threat, in the sense that Jordan might not actually let them leave in the morning. He'd keep her here, call in sick and then call in sick for her as well, and not let her leave until he'd made an incredibly strong point in his case that she was beautiful in everything she put on. Or… without anything on. Either way.

Eyes raking over her form now, he then glances back up to her face and asks, "Tights again?"

Nixie blushes, but says, "Don't even pretend. You…"

He just grins again, backs her into the door behind her, and kisses her silent before whispering sincerely against her mouth, "I love you, Baby."

Nixie sighs as his hands run up her sides, "I love you, too. Happy Birthday."

He hums in response, and then promptly picks her up and deposits her in the middle of the bed. And when he reaches down for the tights first, Nixie knows it means he's going to take all the sweet time in the world getting her out of this outfit. He'd spend forever admiring every part of her that he uncovered, and then some.

She loves it when he takes forever.

In the morning, Nixie wakes up with Jordan's head still resting on her chest. He'd tried to move off of her, but Nixie had simply pulled him back down and ordered him to stay. At that point, her heart rate had still been pumping at a rapid pace. Jordan's too, and as she ran her fingers through his hair, he hadn't dared tried to argue with her. He honestly wasn't even surprised by it anymore. If ever he tried to briefly lower himself over top of her, she wanted him to remain there. And it was honestly one of his favorite places to be, with his ear over her heart, listening to the steady beat as they both slowly fell asleep. So… yeah, he wasn't about to complain.

They'd fallen asleep that way last night. But now, as Nixie resumes running her fingers through his hair, Jordan murmurs, "Morning?"

Nixie giggles, "Are you asking, or telling me?"

"Asking. It could be noon for all I know."

Nixie glances over at a clock, and then says, "It's ten."

Jordan lets out a deep breath, and then says, "I'm gonna call in sick."

"Is that a good idea?"

"I still have five unplanned days of time off, and no idea what else to do with them. It's a great idea." Nixie laughs again, and then jumps when Jordan rests a hand at her hip. His lips start sliding up her chest, towards her throat as he whispers hotly against her, "Call in sick with me?"

She shivers in anticipation, and his thumb hasn't even really pressed in on that sensitive button of her hip yet. Clutching at his hair as he breathes out a particularly hot breath of air over her skin, she whispers, "That's not fair."

She can feel his smile against her skin as he says, "All's fair in love and war." His tongue flicks out, taking a teasing swipe at her throat before he kisses there and practically begs, "Please?"

Nixie struggles to keep her train of thought as she comes up with, "I only have three unplanned days for the rest of the year."

"Good thing we only have three months left in the year then." And because he really never had any intention of losing this battle with her, if you really even wanted to call it a battle in the first place, Jordan presses in on the pressure point at her hip, swirling his thumb in a fashion that makes her moan in his ear.

Clutching at him tighter, she throws up the weak argument, "It's too early."

Her whole body shivers when his response is simply, "You won't think that in about a minute."

And she can't help it anymore. Grinning, giggling even, she asks, "Is that right?"

Chuckling in her ear, he asks, "Is that a challenge?"

Jordan lifts himself up on his other arm so he can look down at her. Smiling up at him, Nixie says, "No. I'm very aware that you have a way of making my mornings wonderful." He grins at that, but before he can lean down to kiss her, she presses against his chest, "Ah, ah… call in sick first. And let me call in sick. Then you can wake me up."

Jordan groans in disapproval, but then kisses her swiftly all the same and says, "Fine. Don't go anywhere."

"I need to call in sick!"

"I will call in sick for you. Just stay right here."

"Why?!"

He just kisses her one more time, and then says, "Because it's my birthday, and I asked you too. And you look sexy as all hell, lying here waiting for me to come back to you."

And so she stays, though she does remind him that he should tell Theo they're going to be later than they'd originally planned. Much later.

As Alison sits at the counter eating some of the eggs that Theo had made for her, she watches as he checks his phone to see the last message he got.

A slight grin lights his face, so Alison looks back to her food with a smile of her own. Her parents still wanted her to be a kid, she knows that. And she very much is, still just a kid. She knows that too. But if they thought she didn't know why they weren't here right now, and why Theo had stayed the night to keep an eye on her… well, then they had another thing coming.

Or… well, it's not like she knew specific details. And concerning her parents, she didn't want to know. But the general idea? Yeah, she has that. And honestly, she's fine with it. This is how she would get a little brother or sister. Not that having Claudia as a practical sister isn't enough. But she wants another one.

Looking up as Theo brings over the plate of bacon, she says, "Thank you."

"You're welcome, sweetheart. You want anything else?"

She eyeballs him for a minute, but she knows she's still too young to be enticing. Curse her advanced mind being trapped in a ten-year old body. Her mother often said patience was a virtue and something to be prized in those who had it. And she knows Nixie has plenty, as well as her father. And in her training with the bow and arrow, patience was key in nailing every single shot. But in this area… Alison didn't want to have to be patient. She understood it's necessity now… but she didn't like it.

Theo takes a seat beside her, watching as she piddles with her food. She only did that when she was deep in thought about something. And while it wasn't rare for her to have deep thoughts that didn't seem to suit her young appearance… it was unusual for her to keep it all to herself. Theo was used to being one of the people that she told all of her thoughts to at this point. And he loved being that person to her.

Alison jumps slightly when Theo's hand gently runs up and down her back. "What's going on up in that pretty head of yours?" She shrugs, but Theo shakes his head, "No. I know you, Alison. What's going on?"

She shrugs again, "Nothing, really. I just… want something that I can't have right now. That's all."

"And what is it?"

"Nothing."

Her little cheeks actually tinted a tiny shade of pink, which Theo found intriguing. There was very little that Alison was actually embarrassed to talk about aloud.

Deciding he needed to nudge her in the right direction, he asks, "This wouldn't have anything to do with you bringing up the fact that I haven't kissed you yet, would it?"

Her entire little body tensed beneath his hand, and then Theo couldn't help grinning when she spun around and accused, "You were eavesdropping! That's rude!"

"I'm a werewolf. And as far as you are concerned, I can't always help it."

Which was very true. He'd been in the grocery store one day, not having any intention of running into Nixie and Alison. And he'd just heard her, clear across the entire store. He hadn't been attempting to. He just… honed in and found her.

He knows it has to have something to do with being her mate. A lot of what he felt around her was an effect of that. Like when she was a small child, and he thought she was the most adorable thing he'd ever seen. How he wanted to be the very best of friends with her. The amount of joy he felt when he walked into a room, and she would light up and run to him, like he was her favorite person on the whole planet.

Lustful feelings, which he knew he could probably eventually expect, wouldn't come until later. When the time was appropriate for him to feel that way about her. Because if he'd felt that way when she was five… well, not even Nixie, in all her new understanding of him, would allow him to go anywhere near Alison.

In any case, he'd arrived early the other night for game night, and had found the conversation Alison was trying to have… intriguing. His own want for kissing her consisted of a desire to kiss her cheek, or her forehead. Simple and sweet kisses, which was honestly enough for him.

But they were clearly not still enough for her. And he'd heard the time limit her parents had given her too. Sixteen. That was how long he was supposed to wait to kiss her. And right now, based on his emotions, he'd say that it was something he could do. But… who knew how he was going to feel when she entered high school at fourteen? Who knew how he was going to feel when she was fifteen?

There were certain things he would not do, simply for the fact that he didn't want to break Nixie's trust in anyway. Kissing Alison before she turned sixteen, probably wasn't going to break her trust… but he would still hold off on that for as long as he possibly could. And in the meantime… well, there were other things he and Alison could do together.

He watches her slump over her plate of bacon, and then chuckles before saying, "Eat one piece for me, and then I'll give you a prize." She didn't look all that impressed with his method of trying to make her eat, but she ate a piece anyway, and then crossed her arms and gave him an expectant look.

Her unimpressed look vanished when he took her hand, gently kisses her palm, and then her wrist, leaving his lips there for a while so the feeling sinks in. His eyes never leave hers, and he has to fight his grin at the excitement he sees filling her eyes.

Lowering her hand back to the table, he then says, "Your parents have given you a timeframe, and I am going to do everything in my power to make sure we stick to it. Your mother's respect and trust mean too much for me to do otherwise. Do you understand that?" Alison nods, and then Theo adds, "That being said… there are things we can do aside from that. You could look at it as… sort of a way to work up towards a kiss."

Alison nods slowly, and then asks, "Like what?"

Theo grins, and then points to her plate, "Finish, and I'll show you another one."

After she's done eating, he leads her into the living room. Picking up the book she was reading last, he flops down on the couch. Alison prepares to sit next to him, or at the other end. This wasn't anything new. Alison loved to read, and she liked it when Theo read to her. But before she can sit, Theo says, "Not there."

He tugs on her hand gently, and then pulls her into his lap. Drawing her back so her head rests on his chest, he asks, "How's this?"

She snuggles closer, "Good. You're warm."

"Thank you. Now, do you actually want to read?"

Tilting her head back to look at him, she asks, "What else would we do?"

"We can talk. We can watch TV. We can just sit here in silence and enjoy each other's company. Point being that, you will be in my arms, and for a while, I won't be letting you go."

Smiling, Alison says, "I like the sound of that."

"Good."

"I would still like for you to read to me though. Your voice is very soothing to me."

Theo pauses at that, but then smiles and kisses the top of her head. "Alright, sweetheart. Whatever you want."

Alison was going to jump up and down with joy. Nixie knows that. But as for her and Jordan…

It's not that they don't want more kids. Given that neither of them will really ever die, unless someone actually manages to murder them, Nixie plans on eventually having a whole bunch of kids. But, she'd planned on spacing them out more. Because they weren't bad off, by any means. But…

Their current house did not have enough room to hold another baby right now. Yes, they could put a new baby in Alison's room to share for now. But when she got older, she would not be so keen on sharing her room with someone so much younger than her. And they couldn't afford to pay for a new house. Nixie's not even sure they can afford to add an addition onto the house as it is.

But one thing that was certain, and that she couldn't change? She was pregnant again.

She realized it two weeks after she'd given Jordan his 'present'. He came to drop off her lunch that she'd forgotten to bring to work. It wasn't an unusual thing. And he'd given her a quick kiss and then headed off to work himself.

As busy as the hospital was that day, Nixie should not have taken the time to watch him as he walked all the way out of the building. Undressing him with her eyes and wanting to wrap him up in a cold breeze and drag him back into a supply closet.

She'd gone to see Deaton that night, and now she was in the clinic with Scott and Lydia, getting the results back from her tests. And yes. She was pregnant again.

Scott can see the wheels turning in her head a mile a minute. Glancing over her head at Lydia, he simply points and says, "Fix that, if you can. I'm gonna call Grams and see if she can estimate when she'll need to be here to help with the delivery."

Lydia nods as he leaves the room. Then she looks back to Nixie. Moving to stand in front of her on the other side of the operating table, Lydia says, "Talk to me. What's wrong? Don't you want more kids?"

Nixie snaps her eyes up, "Of course I want more kids! I want… like… so many more kids!" Running a hand through her hair though, she adds, "I just… didn't think now was the best time to have anymore. We… there's no room. The spare room we had turned into Alison's. I… there's no more space. And we can't afford a new house. And I can't just quit work to raise more kids. When I was in online college, it was different. But I can't… I can't quit working. We definitely wouldn't be able to afford it then. I… I just…"

Lydia comes back around the table to hug her friend. Thinking about it for the moment, she then smiles and says, "What about the lake house?"

Nixie blinks as she leans back to look at Lydia. "What?"

"The lake house. It's bigger than you and Jordan's house is. There's an upstairs and a downstairs, so there's plenty of space to work with. A lot of the rooms are soundproofed, so you wouldn't have to worry about leaving every time you and Jordan want to…"

Nixie throws up a hand, "That is, literally, the last thing I'm worried about right now. And… you can't just give us the lake house. That…"

Lydia nods, "You're right. Just giving it away is a bit much, even for us. Though, I fully believe if this was reversed, you'd give it to me and not except so much as a penny for it in return."

Nixie shrugs to that, grinning a bit when Lydia narrows her eyes. Then Nixie asks, "So… what are you saying?"

"I'm saying, move into the lake house. Hire a realtor, and work on selling your old house. Hell, just let me do it, and then you can save on closing costs because I won't charge you. And then, after you've sold your old house, pay me for the lake house. Because, I mean, it's a lovely house, but it's old and definitely not worth as much as the house you're living in now. It's just bigger, and on the lake."

Nixie just stares at her friend for a while. Then she launches back into her arms. Sighing, she asks, "What would I do without you guys?"

"Probably panic, which is very unlike you. In which case, I would be highly disappointed."

Nixie rolls her eyes, "Stiles is rubbing off on you. Way too much. I'm supposed to be the sarcastic one here."

Lydia shrugs, smiling gently when she says, "Which just goes to show how needlessly stressed you are about this situation." Leaning back to look at her best friend, she adds, "Now, let's go tell Jordan this amazing news. And then your mom and Noah. We can let Scott handle informing the rest of the pack. And I'll plan your baby shower."

"Lydia, I don't need another baby shower."

"A sprinkle then. And don't look at me like that. It's a thing. At the very least, you're going to allow everyone in the pack to buy a box of baby diapers. Because I know that crap is expensive."

"Well, I can't really argue there."

Lydia had remained with Nixie to help tell the grand news to Jordan. And then she was the one who explained the plan about moving into the lake house. And for a while after that, silence was all that took place in the living room.

Jordan eventually glanced at Lydia, and then asked, "Can you give us a moment please?" For a moment she thinks about resisting. Simply for the fact that she wasn't sure what was going on right now. But Nixie smiled and nodded, so Lydia went outside to watch Claudia and Alison shoot target practice.

Jordan then watches as Nixie bites at her bottom lip. Then she says, "I didn't come up with that plan without you. I mean… I didn't mean to, anyways. I was just… kind of freaking out about how we'd handle cramming another baby into this house. And then Lydia went about solving that problem for me."

When Jordan doesn't respond to that, Nixie glances up at him. He wasn't mad, she knew that much. He was… mischievous. That was the emotion swirling around him the most right now. Though why he should feel that way right this second, Nixie wasn't sure about.

For now though, he's clearly redirecting his energy into a different direction. Smiling at his wife, he asks, "How far along are you?"

"Three weeks now. So… six by human comparisons."

Nodding, Jordan asks, "How'd you figure it out?"

She blushes, feels his mischievous nature spike a bit, and then Nixie groans before saying, "Do not, I repeat, do not do anything to make me moan right now."

"I'm just sitting here."

"I can feel that you won't be pretty soon."

Jordan just laughs, and then asks, "Seriously though. When did you figure it out?"

Nixie shrugs, "A week ago. You brought me lunch, and I started planning ways to drag you back into an on-call room the entire time you were walking back out. Deaton just got my results back yesterday."

"And was he correct about the normal pregnancy tests not working?"

"Yeah. Alas, I will never be able to pee on a stick to figure this thing out for myself."

Jordan chuckles, and then asks, "Is it too soon to know if it's a boy or a girl?"

"Are you asking for a professional opinion? Or my own intuition?"

Grinning, he says, "Either."

Nixie smiles back, but then shrugs, "Deaton said I could come back later to do an ultrasound if we wanted. As for me… I don't actually have a particular feeling either way. I mean… if anything…" When she seems to struggle to find the words, Jordan tilts his head curiously. Finally, she just sighs and says, "I don't know. I mean… we already know that when we have a boy, his name will be Joshua. And… I feel prepared for that name to be used. But… I also feel like trying to come up with a girl's name too. And not just because I want to, like I did when we thought up Alison's name. I… almost feel like we need to have a girl's name prepared. Or something like that."

She shakes her head at herself, about to comment that she's probably just overthinking things still. But then Jordan suggests, "Maybe we're having twins."

Snapping her eyes up to him, Nixie blinks once, then twice, and then asks softly, "Twins?"

Jordan nods, and then moves to his knees on the ground in front of where Nixie is sitting next to him. Taking her hands into his, he says, "That's not a bad thing."

"I know that! I… I just…" Lifting shocked eyes to him again, she says through a smile, "Twins. I mean… I just… what if we are? What if we're having twins? A boy and a girl? Oh, what will we call her? Oh! Do you think we'll be able to tell them apart? Oh, wait… of course we will. One will be a boy and one will be a girl."

Jordan grins as Nixie continues to ramble off a list of excited questions. Now that the prospect of having twins was in her mind, it appeared that she felt it easy to confirm for herself that that's what was going on. And considering how accurate she'd been about Alison, he wasn't inclined to argue with her now.

Kissing one of her hands, he says, "Her middle name could be Noel."

Back to Jordan, Nixie tilts her head, "Why her middle name?"

"Because, as we've proven in the past, I'm good at coming up with middle names, and you're good at coming up with first names."

Nixie laughs, but then nods, "That could be cool. They would both have a middle name that starts with N. I like it."

She ponders it a moment more, and then smiles and asks, "How do you feel about Marina?"

Jordan just grins back at her, and then says, "It sounds beautiful. Just like she will be."

"I haven't even told you what I think she's going to look like yet. Either of them, for that matter."

He just shrugs in response, "Doesn't matter. They will still both be the most beautiful things we've ever seen. Same as Alison." Nixie smiles wider, and then blushes when Jordan nips at the inside of her wrist. Smirking, he says, "Now, I have another question."

"And it would be?"

"Since we're pretty sure we're having twins, which means you're carrying two babies instead of one…" He leans up to kiss the curve of her neck, and then whispers in her ear, "Does that mean you're going to crave me twice as much? Because that could get quite interesting."

"Jordan, don't…"

He tugs hard at her sensitive skin, smirking when she whines and reaches to wrap an arm around him tight. Leaning back to look at her, he says, "We should probably start moving into the lake house immediately. From the looks of it, we're going to need a soundproofed room as often as we can get to it."

Narrowing her eyes at him, she says, "I think you're trying to take advantage of me."

"Take advantage of my wife while she's in an enhanced state of lust? I would never do such a thing." He grins though when Nixie bursts into laughter. Because yes, he most certainly would. For now though, he kisses her on the lips gently before saying in his own excited tone, "We're having babies."

Nixie grins at him, pressing her forehead to his. Breathing him in deep, she says, "Yes, we are. I love you."

"I love you too, Baby."

Author's Note: So... as you can see I'm entirely too attached to the Teen Wolf universe. So much so that I am attempting to create a Season 7 type of thing for them so i don't have to let go of these characters. I hope that what I manage to come up is something you guys can enjoy. First fanfiction I've tried to do where I actually go past what the show gives me to work with. So let me know what you think, as I love hearing if you've enjoyed it or not. But be gentle please. :)