Okay guys, I'm slowly, but surely hoping to get back into the swing of things with this story.
(Derek Laws however is a different story)
I am going back to work and having inspiration now.
But a bunch of other personal stuff is going on, I nearly had a break down today when I was talking on the phone earlier today but my cousin pulled me out of it.
Anyways...

Onward, yeah.

This was inspired by true events, somewhat, I had to alter it a bit to make it work. Events which I will explain further after the story as to not give anything away.

Well I don't own Teen Wolf nor do I own the Characters.

Summary: Emerson and Sammy make have news to share

Derek pulled up into his son's preschool. He glanced into the rear view mirror and eyed his son who was sitting comfortably in his booster seat. The four year old was oblivious to the fact that they had stopped driving and arrived at their destination. Emerson was too busy coloring in a notebook. "We're here buddy." Derek called out.

Emerson glanced up for a second then back down at his drawing, "Okay."

The werewolf climbed out of the driver's seat and slammed the door shut. He made his way around to the other side of the car to get his son. Emerson was in the process of unbuckling himself when Derek threw open the door. "Dad?" the four year old asked as Derek lifted him out.

"Hmm?"

The boy reached into his pocket and pulled out a plastic gold ring. He held the object between his fingers and showed it to his father, "Dad can I bring this with me?"

Derek raised an eyebrow, "Where'd you get that?" he asked as he closed the passenger door.

"Papa."

"Papa?"

Emerson nodded, "Yes when we go to the store, Papa, he get for me."

"Ah, well it's okay with me bud."

"Yes!"

Derek took hold of his son's hand as they both crossed the parking lot towards Emerson's preschool. The werewolf smiled down at his son who walked and hopped alongside him. The four year old was talking animatedly about what he was going to be doing today. Derek laughed as they walked into the building, "Okay buddy," he said as he knelt down, "I'll hear all about it later okay?"

Emerson nodded, "Yeah," he yelled with a grin.

"I love you and you be good okay."

"I love you too daddy and I be good boy I promise."

Derek smiled, "Good," he said, "Now do I get a hug and kiss?"

The four year old nodded as he threw his arms around the lycan's neck and hugged him tightly. He then stood on his tip toes and gave Derek a kiss on the cheek. "Bye daddy."

"Bye little man."

Derek stood up and waved bye to his son as he walked out of the building. On his way out the lycan ran into Dean and Sam. The werewolf noticed very quickly that the elder was struggling with the little boy. "Sam!" Dean growled, "now!"

"NO!" Sam cried.

Dean bristled, eyes darkening, "Samuel now!"

"But dad!" Sam whined, "I don't want to go to school!"

Derek took that moment to approach the pair. "Hey," he said in greeting.

"Hey."

"Doing okay?" Derek asked.

Dean shook his head, "No, I don't know what his deal is today, Sam's usually all set to go but today, he's just, he's not having it."

"Don't worry man, Emerson has those kinds of days."

"What do you do?"

"I carry him in and leave him and he eventually calms down."

Dean sighed, "Doesn't that break your heart?"

"Oh it does," Derek breathed, "but, well, it has to be done man."

"Yeah," Dean muttered, "well I guess I'll do that then."

"Good luck."

Dean nodded, "Thanks."

Derek waved bye as he began walking towards his car, "Hey Derek!" Dean yelled

"Yeah," Derek answered as he turned around.

"No hard feelings right? I mean about what happened a with Cass and I showing up at your house?"

Derek shook his head, "No, just make sure it doesn't happen again."

"It won't!" Dean yelled, "if it helps any, you'll be under our protection also."

Derek grinned, "Sounds good!"

Dean left the conversation at that as he took his son in his arms and carried him into the building. Sam screamed at him the whole way. Once Dean entered the building he placed his son down and let out a frustrated sigh. Upon noticing his friend Emerson bounded over.

The young werewolf cocked his head to the side, "Sammy?" he asked softly, "what's wrong?"

Dean smiled down at the four year old, "Hey Emerson," he greeted, "sorry but Sam is having a hard morning," he explained.

Emerson nodded as he reached out and took hold of his friends hand, "Come on," he said, "let's go play."

Sam licked at his lips as he looked up at Dean, "Dad?"

"I have to go to work Sammy but Cass will be here later to pick you up okay."

"Okay."

"Okay, I'll see you later okay."

"Hug?"

Dean grinned, "Of course."

The adult leaned down and embraced his son tightly, "You have fun with Emerson, okay, you guys take good care of each other."

"Alright."

Emerson grinned, "I be good friend," he said.

"I know," Dean said, "you're a good friend."

Emerson put his arm around his friend and led them both into block area. "Let's go Sammy," he said, "we can build something."

Sam had calmed down eventually and the rest of the day went smoothly. It was closing in at snack time when the incident happened. Both boys were in the dramatic play area. They had the table all set and were wearing dress up clothes. "Hey Sammy?" Emerson called out.

Sam turned to his friend, "Yeah" he said

"You my best friend right?"

"Yeah," Sam answered, "and you my best friend right?"

Emerson nodded, "Yes."

Sam laughed, "Good."

"Okay," Emerson said as he adjusted the hat on his head, "you can be the brother and I can be the daddy."

Sam shook his head, "No I want to be the daddy."

"But I..okay then I be the Papa like my Papa!"

Sam licked at his lips, "But we not married."

"OH!" Emerson cried out as he reached into his pocket, "I got an idea."

"What's your idea?" Sam asked as he adjusted the dress up shirt he had on

Emerson pulled out the plastic ring he had put in his pocket, "I marry you."

Sam looked at his friend, "Umm..can we?" he asked unsure.

"Well we friends right?"

Sam nodded, "Yes best friends."

The brown eyed boy bit at his lip, "Well my Papa and Daddy best friends."

"Oh mine too!" Sam cried.

Emerson showed the ring to his friend again, "So we get married?"

"Well..okay," Sam smiled in agreement

"I need your hand."

Sam reached over showing Emerson his left hand. His friend gripped Sam's wrist gently as he slipped on the plastic gold ring onto Sam's left ring finger. Emerson grinned as he stepped back, "It looks good," he said.

"Thank you Emerson."

The other boy grinned, "You're welcome," he said.

"I need one for you," Sam pointed out.

"Oh..well how we gonna do that"

Sam bit at his lip, head tilted to the side as he thought for a moment. "OH!" he yelled as he ran off towards the art area.

"Sammy!" Emerson yelled, "wait!"

The young werewolf ambled after his friend. Sam was by the art shelf pulling out a green pipe cleaner from one of the buckets. He grinned at his friend as he grabbed a pair of scissors. Emerson caught onto what his friend was doing he extended his hand towards his friend. Sam one end of the pipe cleaner around his friend's left ring finger. He cut of the end and tossed the extra back into the bin. "There," Sam said.

"Cool!" Emerson grinned.

Sam nodded, "Kay, let's go back and play."

Stiles walked into his son's preschool brown eyes scanning the classroom for his son. He spotted the four year old where he usually was when he picked him up, in art area. And of course Sam was there as well. Stiles approached his son's cubby and retrieved his son's coat. He noticed as well that Cass was there getting Sam's coat. "Hey Cass," Stiles greeted.

Cass nodded, "Stiles," he said.

"How's it going?" Cass asked.

"Good," Stiles breathed.

"I heard you and Derek are expecting another child."

Stiles nodded, "Yeah, that's true."

"Congrats."

"Thanks."

"I think we need to set up another play date," Cass suggested as they walked over towards the art table, "those two are like inseparable."

Stiles nodded, "Yeah, I'll talk to Derek, see what we can do."

"Sounds good."

Emerson glanced up at Stiles once they reached the table, "Hi Papa," he said.

Sam looked up at Cass, "Hi dad."

"How was your day?" Stiles asked as Emerson got up to put his stuff away.

"Good," Emerson answered.

Cass turned to his son, "Did you have a good day?" he asked, "I heard you had a rough morning."

Sam nodded as he also put his stuff away, "I had good day, Emerson took care me."

"Well that was nice," Cass answered.

"Oh Papa," Emerson cried out as he bounded over towards the elder once he put away his mess. Stiles immediately bent down and took the boy into his arms.

"What's up?" Stiles asked

"I married now," Emerson said with a grin and in a serious tone as he showed his left hand to the brunette.

Stiles' eyes widened and he made a coughing noise, "What?"

Cass laughed as he bent down and took Sam into his arms. "Really Emerson?" he asked.

Emerson nodded, "Yes, yes I am."

"And who exactly did you marry?" Stiles asked.

"Sammy," Emerson answered.

It was Cass' turn, the elder's eyes widened in shock as he turned to his son. Sam simply grinned at his dad.

Stiles laughed, "Sammy huh?"

"Mhm," Emerson hummed, "I ask him Papa, he said yes."

"Yea," Sam said backing up his friends, "we best friends so we get married."

"Well," Stiles said, "okay, I have no idea what to say to that."

Cass nodded in agreement as he turned to his son, "Well Sammy, if you are married, where's your ring?"

Sam grinned as he showed Cass his left hand, "See."

Stiles leaned over a smiling forming on his face when he noticed that it was the same ring that he had bought Emerson two nights ago. "Well look at that," Cass breathed, "he got you a really nice one huh?"

Sam nodded, "Yes, I had to make his dad cause I no have one for him."

Stiles turned to his son, "You're just like your dad."

Emerson shook his head, "No, Papa," he said, "Sammy the Daddy and I the Papa."

Stiles laughed as he hugged his son tight, "Let's go home hmm, so you can dad all about your day."

"Yeah, okay."

Cass turned to Stiles and Emerson, "Well then Stiles, I'll see you around, I kind of want to go home and tell Dean about this."

Stiles laughed, "Yeah," he said, "See you later Cass, Sam, have a good night."

"You too," Cass said as he walked out the door, Sam still in his arms.

Sam looked over the his dad's shoulder, "Bye Em!" he yelled as he waved to his friend.

"Bye Sammy!"

It was a little after six when Derek walked into his home. He didn't have time to get settled because Emerson was rushing towards him. The boy had his arms open wide as he jumped up and hugged Derek tightly around the waist. "Hey buddy," Derek greeted as swooped the boy into his arms, "how was your day?"

"I married now daddy," Emerson said.

Derek nearly dropped his son to the ground. The lycan eyed his son with shocked eyes, eyebrow raised, "Come again?" he asked, "what did you say?"

Emerson sighed as he lifted his left hand showing Derek the green pipe cleaner, "I married now."

"And who exactly did you marry?" Derek asked.

"Sammy!" Emerson cried out, "Sammy my best friend."

Derek bit at his lip as he walked into the kitchen. "Stiles," he yelled, "what's this about our son being married!"

Stiles laughed as he looked up from pot of pasta he was cooking, "Well, Derek, what else does it mean, kid says he's married now."

"Married!" Derek cried out, "how does he even understand the concept of marriage!"

Stiles shrugged, "I don't know, you ask him."

Derek turned to his son, "Emerson, who asked?"

"I asked," Emerson answered, "I ask Sammy and he say yes and I put ring on his finger."

Gears started turning in Derek's head. Ring? What ring? Oh! Emerson did bring in a plastic ring. "Emerson, was it the ring that you brought to school this morning?" Derek asked.

The four year old nodded, "Yes, that ring and then Sammy made me this ring," Emerson answered.

"Well-"

Derek didn't have time to finish his sentence he was cut off, the house phone began ringing. Derek sighed as he placed his son to the ground and walked over to answer it. "Hello, Derek Hale speaking," he said.

"So, what's this about our kids marrying each other?"

Derek laughed, "I don't know Dean, you tell me."

"Well," Dean said, "I've been home for I don't know fifteen minutes now and Sammy is telling me he and Emerson are married."

"Yes."

"Your son proposed to my son."

Derek nodded, "I'm aware of that."

"Well," Dean said, "Okay, I just, this isn't a dream right, this is happening."

"Yes it is."

"Okay, well then Derek, sorry to bother you but I think I'm going to try to explain to Sammy about this whole marriage thing, I hope you have a good night."

Derek laughed, "Yeah, I need to talk to Emerson too. So Dean you also have a good night."

"Thanks."

Derek placed the phone back to the receiver and glanced at his son, "So married now huh?"

Emerson nodded, "Yes."

Silence fell over them and Derek noticed the spike of fear and uncertainty that his son was emitting. Emerson stepped forward towards the Alpha, "Is that okay?" he asked softly.

"Well," Derek breathed, "You're supposed to wait till your older or wait to get married buddy and you know that you really love and care about the person."

"Oh," Emerson breathed as he looked down, "I sorry."

"Emerson," Derek whispered as he brought his son into his arms, "It's okay."

Emerson pulled back and looked into his dad's eyes, "But daddy I care about Sammy, he my best friend."

Derek ran a hand through his son's hair, "I know that."

"You and Papa best friends right?"

"We are," Stiles answered for Derek as he approached the pair.

Emerson sighed as he scratched at his head, "So I-I no marry Sammy?"

Stiles and Derek made eye contact at that comment. Emerson sounded so upset when he said those words. Stiles approached his son, "Emerson," he said gently, "we didn't say you couldn't."

"Emerson bit at his lip as twisted the green pipe cleaner around his finger. Derek sighed, "Em," he cooed, "look at me."

The four year old looked up and brown eyes meet green once. Derek gripped his son lightly on the waist. He had to choose his words carefully, because it looked like Emerson was very upset about the matter. "Why don't we do this, you can keep the rings and instead make them best friend rings okay?"

Emerson managed a smile, "Kay."

"Sound good?" Stiles asked.

"Yeah," Emerson breathed, "later I marry Sammy?"

"Well, we'll see okay," Derek breathed.

The four year old nodded and Derek left it at that as he stood up. Stiles and Derek shared a look. They both then turned their attention to Emerson who had moved into the family room and was in the process of bringing out paper and crayons. "God," Derek breathed, "I'm not supposed to be talking to him about this till he's like in his teens or his twenties or.."

"Never?" Stiles finished, "because you know I'd like that idea too."

Derek laughed, "Never huh?"

The Alpha brought Stiles into his arms as he placed a kiss on his lips, "He's going to find someone Stiles, so we are going to have to have this talk with him."

"I know," Stiles sighed, "I know, but I don't want to think about that now, he's only four."

"I know," Derek breathed as he glanced at his son, "four years old and he already wants to get married."

Stiles smirked, "To a family of ex-hunters."

"Yeah, don't you think you should be calling Scott and yelling at him," Derek teased.

Stiles laughed as he reached into his pocket, "Hey Emerson," he called out.

"Yes?"

"Why don't you call your Uncle Scott and tell him about your day?"

"But Papa, you say I no marry Sammy."

"I know bud. but humor me for a second, I want to hear what your Uncle Scott has to say."

Emerson grinned, "Okay!"

Stiles handed his son his cell phone and walked away to check on the pasta. Derek stood with his son and watched as the little boy gripped at the electornic device. Scott picked up on the third ring, "What's up Stiles?" Scott said.

Emerson grinned, "No, is Emerson."

"Oh, well what's up Emerson?"

"I married now Uncle Scott," Emerson rushed out.

Derek laughed as Scott's shocked voice filtered out of the speakers. Emerson looked up at the Alpha wolf holding up the cell phone, "He say he wants to talk to you daddy."

"What's he saying?" Stiles asked.

Derek hit the speaker button, "WHAT'S THIS ABOUT MY NEPHEW BEING MARRIED!" Scott yelled as his voice filled the kitchen.

Emerson grinned, "Uncle Scott is a drama queen."

Derek laughed as lifted his son into the air, "You know, I may have to change my mind and allow you to marry Sam."

Thoughts? Yes? No? Review please?

This happened at work. Cept the child asked a teacher instead. He was three I believe. He went out and bought one of those rings you know that you buy from those machines. Went up to his teacher (my co-woker/friend). He took hold of her left hand and slipped the ring onto her left ring finger and said, "I marry you."

And you know, he's three, we just thought it was the cutest thing so we just kind just let it go, because it's not like he was going to remember. And he's three, I mean what else do you do. And even though you tried talking to him about it, he just wasn't having it. Then when she actually got married, he was so mad. It was to cute. He was a kick. He of course is over it now because he's I think maybe in the first grade now (man time flies).

I just thought it'd be cute with Sam and Emerson.

But yeah.

Shout out to Dereksgirl24
because in a way you sort of helped with this a bit, with the emails and the conversations we have.