Okay guys here's the last chapter before the epilogue! Hope y'all like it! I still don't own anything, I don't have a beta and I mean no ill words against Twilight. Just saying. Now read on! And review;)
It was around eight when the smell of bacon and eggs roused the pups from their sleep. Slowly the troops emerged from their rooms. Jackson was the first, stumbling into the bathroom. Lydia exited her room next, already pristine from head to toe, with her blue jeans and plain white tee. Even with her hair in a braid and minimal make up on she still managed to shine. Boyd walked of his room next, his nose already stuck in a new book, some weird medical encyclopaedia that only Boyd could read as "light reading". The next door to open was Erica's. But instead of her head popping out, it was Isaac checking to make sure the hallway was clear. He quickly scurried into his room where he changed out of the clothes he was wearing last night. He hadn't meant to fall asleep in Erica's room but when he woke up this morning spooned behind her, well, he didn't mind it. Erica waltzed out behind him and trotted down the stairs in only her bra and underwear. It was brazen but she didn't care. They were family after all.
Stiles had just set the platter of bacon on the table when Erica dropped into her seat and started piling food on her plate. Stiles started at the half naked girl sitting at the table before shaking his head and pulling out his phone. His pups slowly filed in taking their respective seats. He looked up and smiled as they said their customary "good morning mom". Stiles pretended not to notice the way that Isaac's eyes bugged out as he took in Erica's form of attire or the way that Jackson avoided Lydia's eyes. He looked up from his phone as Derek walked in and smiled as his mate scowled at Erica. "Erica, really? What did I say about wearing clothes?" She looked up and shrugged. "You're all family now so I figured I didn't have to get dressed." Derek just shook his head and sipped the coffee he had walked in with. As the rest of his surrogate family ate their breakfast Stiles texted Scott;
Stiles: where r u man?
Scott: my house. Felt like seeing mom. Wanted a break from the house
Stiles: alright, D said I could tell my dad. You'll come right?
Scott: really? Yea sure! Finally.
Stiles: alright. Meet you at mine in like an hour?
Scott: sounds good! Hey, can I talk to you later? But not as Stiles.. As pack mom.
Stiles: sure we can go for a walk later, yeah?
Scott: sounds good. see ya soon
Stiles looked up from his phone and set to eating his eggs. His eyes kept drifting to Jackson; he wanted to know what was bothering him. He kept biting his lip and he looked like he got maybe an hour of sleep. He kept fidgeting his hands and glancing as his phone, like he was waiting for a text or call. Stiles remembered having a notification saying he got a text from Jackson the night before. Going back into his phone he scrolled to Jacksons name and clicked on the message.
Jackson: Hey ma, just saying goodnight. Could we maybe talk soon? See you tomorrow morning
Stiles sent back a quick message before getting up and putting the dirty dishes his pups left behind. He'd make Derek clean them while he was out talking to his dad. Looking at the clock he realized he should probably leave soon if he was going to get to his house before Scott. He left the kitchen and went back to the dining room plopping himself onto Derek's lap and giving him a sloppy kiss on the mouth. "I'm going now, meeting Scott at mine to tell my dad. He should be home, it's Sunday." Derek just nodded. Stiles snuggled into his neck and whispered a quiet thank you before lifting himself up. "I should be back tonight if everything goes good, if not I'll text you. Could you do me a favour and wash the dishes? Thanks." And with that he gave Derek one last kiss, yelled a goodbye to his pups and skipped out the door.
Stiles nervously tapped his fingers against his steering wheel on his way home. Thoughts were swirling through his head a million miles an hour. He had no idea how to initiate this conversation with his dad. He and his dad barely got through the sex talk intact let alone the 'I'm gay and I'm the mom of a pack of wolves and I kinda sorta might be dating the alpha that might be five years older than my seventeen year old self.' He had no idea how to tell his dad expect in the way he did most things. He was just gonna blurt it out. And when his dad didn't believe him and started doubting his sanity, he'd have Scott shift. And then, well he'd see where things went from there. But he knew his dad wouldn't tell. Or make Stiles leave home. The Sheriff would understand, Stiles would make him understand. And then he'd bring him over to the Hale house and he'd show his dad his family. His dad could be a part of it too. He didn't have to have just Stiles anymore.
Stiles pulled into his driveway slowly, trying to control his breathing. His dads cruiser was in the drive way and Scott was sitting on his front step waiting for him. Scott looked up as Stiles approached him with a weary smile on his face "You ready to go do this?" Stiles smiled slightly and nodded. Stiles reached out and hauled Scott up. They walked into the house and Scott whispered that his dad was in the living room. "Hey dad, uh, can we talk?" The Sherriff shifted his eyes from the TV to where his son and best friend stood. Stiles and Scott sat on the couch opposite and Stiles took a deep breath. "So dad, I need you to listen to me alright? And before I say anything I just want you to know that we are not on drugs, I'm not schizophrenic and I haven't gone insane, alright?" The Sherriff just nodded his head slowly, not saying a word. "Okay so there is no easy way to say this, so I'm just going to blurt everything in one go. Please don't say anything to the end alright? Okay so uh dad. Well I'm gay. And I'm dating Derek Hale. Well I wouldn't use the word date because technically, we're mates. Because you see, Scott here, and Derek and Lydia and Jackson, and you remember Isaac, Erica and Boyd? Well, they're werewolves. Not like the stupid ones from Twilight or whatever. More like the ones from that movie Teen Wolf. And I know I sound crazy but I promise I'm not and I'd really really appreciate it if you'd just give them a chance because they don't kill people and well you see I'm sort of pack mom and I love them all and I don't want you to throw me in some loony bin because if you don't believe me then Scott can sh—" "Stiles! Breathe son." Stiles quickly shut his mouth as he stared at his dad. "Hey I mean I have nothing against you totally not freaking out but why, why are you so calm?" His dad ducked his head down with a somewhat sheepish grin and reached up to scratch the back of his neck nervously. "Well Stiles. I'm your dad. And I'm also the Sherriff. Stiles I've known you were gay for a long time son, probably longer than you have. And as for the werewolf thing, well I knew that too. I may or may not have gone through your internet history and well. I guess research runs in the family, and when I had finally put the pictures together I called Melissa. She confirmed my suspicions and well, I wasn't going to call you out on it so I figured I'd let you tell me when you were ready to."
Stiles spluttered for a few seconds before finally managing to squeeze out the words "You knew?! And you let me babble on like an idiot? Jesus dad I was afraid you were gonna ship me off. I even brought Scott in case I needed to prove it to you. But now that I know you knew well never mind then." The Sherriff held up his hand, "Whoa whoa, who said I didn't want to see. Could you- could you show me?" Scott just smiled. And slowly Scott's nails elongated and his ear pointed, his eyes turned yellow and his face got furrier until it was Scott the werewolf sitting, smiling on the couch. The Sherriff let out a long whistle as Scott morphed back into the less canine version of himself. All three men slumped back into their respective seats and sat in silence until the Sheriff broke the silence with something Stiles thought his dad had missed. "Wait a second, Stiles did you say that you were dating Derek Hale? As in the man I thought was guilty of murder?" Stiles turned into a deer in headlights before giving a goofy smile. "Yeah, dad. That's my Derek." The Sherriff rose from his seat before muttering, "I'm going to need a drink for this conversation."
A/N: Okay guys so next up is the epilogue! I REALLY enjoyed writing this! And I'm probably gonna write a spinoff about Jackson and Scott. If you guys want, I can try at some smut for them. But you gotta let me know! So please review! They make my heart melt! Thanks for sticking around loves.