I was going to wait till the end of the week to post this but I decided no. I'm just flying through updates here and I do hope that's okay. But as I was looking over at the next installment to write (there's about five more ideas I need to work on) I was hit with something else and I had to roll with it. I don't want to spoil it too much so onward we go.

Disclaimer: I'm pretty sure you guys know the drill. I don't own Teen Wolf nor do I own the Characters. This is a story and it came from my mind and does not reflect the actions of the real characters. Hell if I owned Teen Wolf they'd be airing Season 2 right now. And it'll be showing all day every day.

Anyways moving on.

Stiles watched with a warm smile as Emerson sat on the floor in the middle of the room. The little boy had a giraffe in his hands and was biting on the ear. Emerson was a little over ten months months and was Stiles' and Derek's pride and joy. "Whatcha doing buddy?" Stiles asked softly.

Emerson simply grinned and held up the stuffed giraffe, "Oohh" he cooed.

"Giraffe," Stiles said.

Emerson tilted his head to the left, "Ahh."

Stiles laughed, "Nice job bud you got the ah part down."

The little boy just looked at him weirdly then began to chew on the toy again. Stiles smiled at him before he stood up and made his way back to his desk. He looked at the pile of paper work in front of him and groaned, "I tell you bud," he said as he looked back at his son, "grading papers are a pain."

Emerson looked at him weirdly grinning he babbled, "Ahh ba"

Stiles grinned, "Can you say Papa?"

The boy held up his giraffe again, "Ah oh"

Stiles laughed, "No, not yet huh?"

The little boy just stuffed the toy back in his mouth grinning around the material.

"Want to trade places?" Stiles asked, "you can grade paper work and I can play with the giraffe?"

Emerson just looked at him weirdly and Stiles laughed, "Yeah, I didn't think so."

Stiles turned back around to his desk as he began to flip through one of the first pages of the stack of papers. The brunette mumbling to himself as his eyes scanned across, his red pen making marks, "Really," he said to himself, "how do you spell Lycanthropy wrong I mean are you kidding."

Stiles groaned, "Oh and look that you spelt it right here."

Meanwhile, Emerson just looked at Stiles with interest, confused as to why the male was ignoring him. He looked to his giraffe and threw it the ground. He then got on his hands and knees and began crawling towards Stiles' desk. Once he was in front of him he sat down by the brunette's legs and just looked up. Stiles smiled down at him, "Hey little man," he said softly.

Emerson tugged at Stiles' pant leg, "Da," he said.

Stiles smiled, "Daddy's downstairs little guy fixing up his car."

The little boy let out a huff when Stiles turned his attention back to his paperwork. Emerson looked up at him e his hands reached out and grabbed onto Stiles' pant leg again. He hoisted himself up so he was standing and leaning over Stiles' legs. Stiles reached a free hand down and placed it on top of Emerson's head, "I got to get this done buddy," he said, "I was supposed to do it when you were napping but no," he smiled as he looked down at the boy, "you fell asleep earlier and woke up earlier."

Emerson just grinned and Stiles laughed, "You had that planned didn't you," Stiles cooed, "always up to trouble."

Just as Stiles turned his attention back to his paper Emerson made a fist and slammed it down on Stiles' leg. Stiles winced but turned his attention back to his son, "Alright," he said, "you win, I guess I'll wait till later to grade these."

Stiles placed his pen down and slowly slid out of chair so he was knelling in front of Emerson. He let go momentarily and watched in awe as Emerson wiggled a bit, "You can do it buddy," Stiles said gently, "I know you can stand."

Emerson stuck out his tongue and smiled as he wiggled his body, feet wobbling a little as he stood on his own. Stiles grinned, "Yes," he cooed, "see I knew you could do it, you're so smart."

The brunette suddenly jumped a little causing Emerson to do so as well, fear in the boy's eyes at the sudden movement," Sorry Emerson," Stiles apologized, "I didn't mean to scare you but I want to try something."

Stiles gently moved Emerson so the little boy was still standing up but leaning up against the drawers of his desk. He then moved back slowly a few feet, "Think you can walk?" he asked.

Stiles outstretched his arms, "Come on," he said, "walk to Papa."

Emerson looked at him with interest as he tested the waters. He lifted one foot and slowly put it in front of him. He did again with the other as his arms came out to balance himself. Stiles grinned, "There you go," he said gently, "come on Emerson."

Emerson repeated the same action again. Stiles was full out grinning now, his heart beating in chest as he swelled with pride. "DEREK!" he yelled.

Emerson fell to the ground. He looked at Stiles then leaned forward as he pushed himself so he was standing. "DEREK!" Stiles yelled again, "DEREK GET UP HERE!"

Stiles could hear the garage door open and Derek's footsteps bounding up the stairs. The lycan burst into their office, hand gripping at his chest, "What?" he asked worry laced in his voice, "what's wrong?"

Stiles grinned, "Look," he said as he gestured towards their son.

The little boy was standing again, arms out to his side to balance himself as he wobbled a bit, "Look at that," Derek breathed, "he's getting it."

"Call him to you," Stiles said.

Derek nodded as he stepped into the room and sat down next to Stiles. Emerson looked at him and grinned, "Hey bud," Derek said softly, "can you walk to daddy?"

Emerson lifted up his left leg a little bit and took a step forward, body shaking as he regained balance. He then lifted his right foot up and placed it in front of him. Left foot again. Then the right foot. The brown eyed boy suddenly stopped smiled and clapped his hands together and he then plopped down to the floor. "Did he just?" Derek asked with shock.

Stiles nodded.

"Oh Emerson," Derek grinned as he brought the boy into his arms, "You're walking!"

The little boy squealed as Derek threw him in the air and placed a kiss on the boy's forehead. "Think you can do it again?" the lycan asked.

Stiles laughed, "Good to know I'm not the only one who talks to him like that."

Derek grinned as he placed Emerson back on the ground, "Can you walk to Papa and Daddy?"

"Hold on Derek," Stiles said as he took hold of his son.

Derek nodded as Stiles moved so he was leaning against his desk. He gestured to Derek to go back a few feet. The lycan nodded as he scooted himself back and sat himself down facing Stiles and Emerson. Stiles took hold of Emerson gripping his son's waist and faced him towards Derek, "Go on," Stiles cooed, "walk to Daddy."

Emerson looked back to Stiles then to Derek who was a few steps away. Derek smiled at his son, "Come on Emerson," he said gently, "walk to Daddy"

Stiles let go of his son and watched in awe as Emerson began walking towards the lycan. Derek grinned as he watched his son walk towards him. The lycan felt his heart hammering in chest and he could hear Stiles' as well. The Alpha took in a sharp breathe. Emerson started of slow first but once he was three steps away he picked up speed and fell into Derek's arms. Stiles fist pumped the air, "Derek!" he cried out, "he's walking, like ahh," the brunette hit chest, "my heart won't calm down."

"I know Sty," the lycan laughed "I can hear it and it's louder than mines."

Stiles crawled forward and kissed the lycan on the lips, "This must be what it feels like, watching your kid's first steps."

Derek nodded in agreement he grinned as he hugged Emerson tight, "Good job bud," he cooed

The little boy smiled and stuffed a fist in his mouth, "Ah ba," he babbled around his fingers.

"Go back over there Sty," Derek said, "I want him to walk to you now."

Stiles nodded as he situated himself back against his desk. Derek smiled at his son before he set him back on the ground and faced him to towards Stiles. The Alpha slowly let go and watched in awe as he stood up on his own. "Aww Emerson," Stiles smiled, "you're an expert now."

Derek grinned, "Walk to Papa," he said as he nudged him forward a bit.

Emerson grinned as he slowly walked towards Stiles. Stiles grinned as he outstretched his arms, "Come on," he said, "you can do it walk to Papa."

The little boy laughed as he picked up speed and like with Derek he fell into Stiles arms. Derek jumped into the air, "Stiles!" he cried out.

"I know right," the brunette said with a grin.

The Alpha walked over and sat himself next to Stiles. The brunette had the boy in his lap so that he was facing them. Derek reached a hand over and ruffed up the boy's brown hair, "Walking now," he said, "man, you'll be handful."

The little boy just smiled at him, "If he's anything like you and me," Stiles said as he looked at his son, "I'm sure he will be."

Derek laughed, "He's a handful now he crawls into everything."

"Oh!" Stiles cried out, "must write this down."

Derek fumbled a bit as Stiles hastily handed their over to him. The Alpha watched as Stiles walked over to the book shelf in one corner of the room. He pulled out a blue spiral bound booked and a pen and walked over so he was sitting next to Derek. He opened it up and flipped a few pages, "Picture?" he asked.

Derek laughed, "I got," he said, "you go on and write it."

Stiles nodded, "November twenty first, two thousand eight."

"Uh huh," Derek said in agreement as he placed Emerson back a few feet from the brunette.

Stiles looked up and watched as Emerson walked towards him again. Derek was off the side, phone out as he snapped a picture. He then bolted out of the room causing Emerson stumble and fall, "Derek!" Stiles called out, "Where you going?"

"Video camera!" Derek hollered back.

Stiles rolled his eyes as he eyed the video camera on Derek's desk. He then turned his attention towards Emerson, "I think sometimes Daddy's head is all over the place."

The brown eyed boy just smiled and Derek was back in the room again, "I heard that," he growled.

Stiles laughed, "Remember, we keep that in our office so it's easy to find at all times?"

"Hey," Derek said as he pointed his finger at Stiles, "I can't think straight right now, my mind is all over the place and it's not helping that you're buzzing with pride and joy and it's just adding to mines."

"Der," Stiles said, "I know, I understand."

The lycan rolled his eyes as he walked over and retrieved the video camera on his desk. He flicked it on and focused it towards his son, "It's November twenty first two thousand eight and Emerson has taken his first steps," the lycan said.

Derek panned the camera in on Stiles and Emerson, "Can you show the camera bud?" he asked.

Stiles took hold of his son and faced him so he was facing towards Derek, "You can see him okay?" he asked.

Derek nodded, "Yes I can."

Emerson looked at the camera with interest, then with hands in front of him he began walking towards Derek, he got about halfway before he fell to the ground landing on his bottom, "ooh," he said before he fell over onto his side.

"Aww buddy," Stiles soothed when the boy let out a cry.

Derek shut the camera off and placed on the ground near him. His heart swelled in his chest as Stiles brought Emerson into his arms hugging the boy tight. Stiles was great with him, it was amazing on how quickly he grasped at being a dad. Hell he was shocked at how quickly he grasped on how to be a dad. It was all instinct, some things were troubling but like John said, "You'll know."

Stiles looked over at Derek, "Hey," he said softly, "What's wrong Der?"

Derek smiled, "Just thinking Stiles."

"About what?"

"You, Emerson, us," he answered.

"Good things?" Stiles asked.

Derek grinned, "Always."

"He's walking now," Stiles breathed, "can you believe it?"

The Alpha laid down on the ground and looked towards the pair then up to the ceiling, "It's, wow," he said.

The brunette grinned as he looked at Emerson, "Pretty soon you'll talking," he said to the little boy

Derek groaned, "Oh man, then he won't shut up."

"Derek!"

The Alpha grinned, "Kind of like you."

Stiles rolled his eyes as he looked towards his son. The boy's brown eyes looked into his and Stiles was sure he could see mischief in them. He then looked towards Derek then back to Emerson. "Dog pile!" Stiles cried out as he lifted his son in the air and set him on top of Derek.

The Alpha let out an exaggerated "ooff" and a cry of pain. "Oh no," he yelled as he reached his arms up and began tickling his son, "Emerson's got me," he said.

Stiles laughed as Emerson began to squirm and let out a squeal of laughs and giggles. The brunette then moved so he was lying next to Derek. "You're good with him," Stiles breathed.

Derek grinned, "You're not too bad yourself."

Stiles sighed as he reached over and ran a hand through his son's hair, "I'm glad we have him Der."

The Alpha nodded as he gripped Emerson tight, "I'm glad we have him too," he breathed, he then turned towards Stiles placing a kiss on the brunette's cheek, "I'm glad I have you."

Stiles grinned as he turned his head and gave a soft kiss on Derek's lips, "I love you."

"Love you too Sty."

"And Derek?"

"Yeah?"

"I'm glad I have you in my life too."

Emerson let out a cry causing both men to look at their son. "You too bud?" Stiles asked.

Derek laughed as he reached one his hands up to ruffle the boy's hair, "I heard right," he said as the boy smiled at them, "I think he's glad to have us as his parents."

Thoughts? Yes? No? Maybe? Review? Please?

So I'm not a parent but I am a teacher. But the kids that I teach already know how to walk. So of course them walking, it's like, yeah they can do that. But I do however babysit my cousins every once in a while. And the brother and I were babysitting one of my little cousins. She wasn't even one yet, she I think was about to turn one but she already began to walk.

When we were babysitting my brother was playing with her and had told me she was walking and I of course didn't believe him because you know my thought was "she's too young." Then you know, he demanded I go over to where they were. And sure enough, SHE WAS WALKING. That just blew mind. And we just assumed that she was walking before we arrived.

Kicker. Now here's the kicker, my brother witnessed her FIRST steps (I'm emphasizing that).

Because as it turns our little cousin just learned how to walk and my brother saw her First Steps and I saw her second. So that good feeling in the chest was even magnified to know that we both witnessed a major milestone in her life. Of course you know we felt bad cause we stole that from my Aunt and Uncle haha. But it was just, that moment, I was like, "This isn't my kid, she's my cousin but this must be what it feels like when you watch them walk for the first time."

Just thought I'd share what caused the inspiration.