"Derek Hale seems to be back in town" The sheriff said to his son over dinner that night.
Stiles refused to look up and instead pushed a stray pea around his plate.
"I'm trying to decide whether to shoot him or arrest him, I think shooting would be much more fun" Stiles shit his head up and raised a eyebrow.
"Maybe Chris Argent could spare one of those bullets you told me about" The sheriff said lowly.
"Dad" Stiles warned.
"Have you seen him?" he asked.
Stiles nodded.
"Does he know?" he asked again.
Stiles shook his head.
"Is he going to?" he asked.
Stiles shrugged and moved to put his plate into the sink before kissing his father's head, "I'll handle it dad" Stiles walked up stairs quietly and fell face first onto his bed.
Telling his dad was probably one of the hardest things that Stiles had ever done. They managed to keep the sheriff in the dark about the whole werewolf thing for a long time, even when the alpha pack had reeked havoc on Beacon Hills but when Stiles had found out the truth, he had to tell his dad. Finding out about werewolves, pregnant teenage boys and Derek Hale in the span of two minutes had been an awful lot for the sheriff to take in. The sheriff had gotten over the werewolf aspect early on when he found out that Scott was one. The pregnancy was something he was still trying to figure even now that his grandsons are eighteen months old. Derek Hale was something he was never going to get over, Derek Hale the murder suspect. Derek Hale the twenty four year old that got his seventeen year old son pregnant. Derek Hale that was never there. Not for the sleepless nights. Two am feedings. First steps, first tooth, first words. Derek Hale who had left Stiles to do all of this by himself.
Stiles was at one of the smaller playgrounds in Beacon hills, it was empty of children bar his own. It was easier to bring the twins here, they has found anchors within eachother but with them being still so young they would sometimes shift at random times or if one was having a tantrum. Stiles was sitting at the side of the sand pit watching the twins throw sand around rather than actually building something when he heard the familiar voice behind him.
"Only you would put your kids in Batman and Flash t-shirts".
"You should really wear a bell" Stiles mumbled mainly to himself but Derek heard him and smirked.
Derek crouched down to wear Logan was sitting in the sand clapping his hands at Charlie.
"So what's the deal with there mom?" Derek asked, face half hidden by Logan.
Stiles glared at the older man.
"Right I'm sorry, it's none of my business" Derek picked up a rubber bouncy ball that was in the sand and handed it to Logan who giggled and passed it over to Charlie.
"Why are you here Derek?" Stiles sighed.
"You knew I was leaving, I told you. I had to go and find them you understand right?" Derek asked.
"Yes Derek I understand" Stiles snapped back at him.
"Then why are you mad at me? I couldn't not look for them, even if there was a slightest chance they were alive, I had to try" Derek said.
"Did you find them?" Stiles asked suddenly.
"Yeah but it was uh to late, they were uh -" Derek stopped at glanced at Logan.
"I'm sorry about Erica and Boyd" Stiles said sadly.
"Yeah me too" Derek responded.
"We've got to go" Stiles said rising from the ground and picked up Charlie and began to brush the sand from his pants. Stiles did the same to Logan and began to walk towards his jeep, both boys holding his hands.
"I came to tell you that I ran into a couple of hunters last night" Derek said following them.
"So?" Stiles said lifting Logan into his car seat.
"Just with them, be careful" Derek said seriously.
"The Argents don't even know they're wolves, no random hunters are going to figure it out" Stiles strapped Charlie in and climbed in himself before driving off.
Stiles thinks now that he's sitting in his jeep in the middle of an empty road with two screaming babies in the back and three hunters infront of them with guns in hand, guns in which they had just shot Stiles tires out with, that maybe he should have taken Derek's warning a little more seriously.
"C'mon mommy come out and play" one of the men sneered at him.
"Dada!" Stiles heard Logan wail from his car seat, he didn't need to turn around to know that Charlie was already fully shifted.
One of the hunters, this one with dark skin and sun glasses pushed up his nose whacked the but of his gun against the hood of the jeep, making a loud bang. Stiles took a second to wonder just how loud it would have been to the twins little ears.
Another hunter, this one heavier moved to the side of the jeep and pulled Stiles out with a tight grip on his bicep that would probably bruise. Stiles could hear both of the boys screaming and sobbing at this point. It physically hurt him to not be able to go and comfort his sons.
"So mommy, you've got yourself some loud cubs there don't cha?" the first hunter said taunting him.
"Should we kill the cubs first or him?" the darker hunter asked.
"The cubs, make this one watch" The hunter holding Stiles said while yanking his arm.
Stiles could feel the panic welling up in his chest until he heard a loud roar from behind them. Stiles knew neither of his boys could growl like that yet but he wasn't completely sure who it was until Derek, fully shifted appear on the roof of the jeep on all fours.
"Looks like daddys home" the first hunter spat. Stiles was suddenly released and the three hunters were running back to their SVU.
"We'll be back Hale, for you and your cubs" The heavier hunter shouted before the drove off.
Derek growled and went to go after them but stopped at the sound of Stiles' voice.
"It's okay, dada is here, I've got you" Stiles had Logan cradled to his chest and was calming him down. Derek looked to Charlie who was still wolfed out and sobbing, still unsure of what to do, Derek picked the toddler up and copied Stiles' actions with Logan.
"It's okay, you're okay" Charlie hid his face in Derek's neck as his sobs subsided.
Stiles was staring at Derek when Derek looked up from a now human Charlie.
"It's only about a twenty minute walk back to your house from here" Derek said quietly to Stiles to nodded and began to walk with Logan still attached to him with chubby arms snaked around his neck.
They walked in silence for about ten minutes, Charlie and Logan had worn themselves out crying and both had fallen asleep after only a few minutes.
"He thought they were my cubs" Derek said quietly.
Now or never Stiles thought to himself, knowing that Derek deserved to know.
"That's because they are" Stiles heard Derek gasp and turned to see him pulling Charlie even closer to his chest. Derek looked to at Stiles and he looked wrecked, like Stiles had just ripped out his heart and stomped on it.
"How?" he whispered.
Stiles had never seen Derek look so tiny, so vulnerable.
"Deaton said it's an alpha thing or something" Stiles whispered aswel, because that's what they're doing apparently.
Stiles saw Derek gulp and then look down at Charlie again.
"Why didn't you tell me?" Derek asked.
"I tried, after I found out but you didn't answer" Stiles told him.
"I'm sorry" Stiles wasn't sure if he was saying it to him or Charlie, maybe both.
Stiles hadn't even realised that they were outside of his house until Derek cleared his throat.
Derek handed Charlie over to Stiles with his hand lingering in Charlie's hair for a minute before speaking again.
"I want to be in their lives, Can I be in their lives?" Derek asked in a small voice.
Stiles nodded and walked into the house not looking at Derek again.
Stiles didn't even notice that his jeep was now fully repaired and sitting in the driveway untill the following morning, when he found his keys and a note on his dresser. He also noticed that an extra blanket had been placed over the twins while they slept.
Stiles, I'm not going to let you or the boys get hurt because of me but I want to be there for them if you'll let me - D
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