*A/N* No Beta so all mistakes are my own. Triggers for suicide so if it does affect you please skip past it. I own nothing but this plot.*

Chapter 2: Showing a bad side

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It's been two months since Stiles transferred into his new life. To say he heated the transition is an understatement. Every day he demanded to go visit his old friends in North Beacon. Naturally it wouldn't be a problem for the Sheriff, but today Stiles was especially annoying.

Tara said she would be by to take him, but he just made an even bigger fit. The Sheriff tried to stay away from his liquor cabinet as best as he could, but it was hard. He didn't last long before he was pouring himself a glass of the golden amber liquid.

He took a swallow and downed it by half. Stiles came barreling into his study and knocking the glass out of his hand. It crashed to the floor and shattered all around him. Glass, ice and liquor were everywhere.

Stiles was at the other door adjacent to the one he barreled from. He looked back with surprise and then looked at his father, "I'm sor-"

"Stiles please, just-" The Sheriff was cut off by a knock at the door, "go see if Tara is here."

Stiles ran off and the Sheriff walked to the kitchen to get the broom and dustpan. He opened the cabinet and saw what he was looking for behind a red cooking apron. The words "World's Greatest Mom" was right next to a blue bar-b-q apron that said "World's Greatest Dad" on it.

Claudia got him it on his last birthday. She said Stiles picked it out and that he never let it go till they checked out. He smiled fondly at it and let his fingers drag across both of men.

He was dragged out of his memories by Stiles hugging his leg and telling him good-bye. The Sheriff looked up and saw Tara standing in the doorway looking at him. She walked over and gave him a hug before picking up Stiles and telling him good-bye as well.

Once the front door closed Sheriff retrieved the broom, dustpan and mop. It took him a while, but his office was clean once again.

He sat back down and took out his nine millimeter pistol, unloaded it and took it apart. He started to clean the gun piece by piece making sure it was spotless.

After cleaning it he reconstructed it to its former glory. He loaded it back up and poured himself another glass of Jack. He swallowed down four glasses before he made up his mind. After finishing off his fifth one he sat back and picked up the gun.

He held it to his right temple and closed his eyes. He felt the triggers resistance but it was nothing. Soon he would be reunited with his wife. Yeah Stiles will be sad, but Tara would take care of him. After all she was in his will as guardian for Stiles.

As he took a deep breath and let tears roll down his cheeks. He felt someone grab his hand and point it up as he fired. The Sheriff opened his eyes to see Talia Hale holding his hand up. She took the gun and placed it in her purse.

"What the hell are you thinking?! How selfish of you to do that! Don't you think before you do anything?" She asked and slapped him across the face.

"I can do this anymore. I can't pretend to live while she rots six feet under!" He yelled and curled away from her.

"You can't leave that boy. He only has you now. He only has you and you would have left him. I'm sorry I haven't been around yet, but I promised Claudia I would look out for you two." Talia said helping him up and started walking to the stairs.

"Where are-"

"I'm going to sober you up. Then you're going to drink a lot of poweraid and eat some food. Afterwards we are going to get you cleaned up and the both of you are going to join my family for dinner. Am I clear?" She asked as she sat him down next to the toilet.

She pulled out a small brown bottle and passed it too him, "Do I make myself clear Jonathan?"

"Yes ma'am." He replied.

"Good now drink up. You're in for a rough ride." She said pressing the now open bottle to his lips. She forced him to take the whole thing. "This is Ipcat. It will flush out your system. Now I'm going to make a few calls. Don't leave this room."

He just nodded and she walked out. Soon he felt his stomach heaved and he put his head in the toilet. For what seemed like forever he was throwing up. Once in a while he felt Talia rub his back to comfort him. Unfortunately it only made him throw up more.

Finally after his last throw up session, the last two being nothing but stomach acid, he pulled away from the toilet. "I never want to be this close to my toilet again." He stated after he sipped on the blue poweraid.

"Good now come down I got some food cooked and my brother will be here shortly to take over while I get dinner prepped."

"Dinner? It's still the morning." He said while he followed her.

"Oh honey it's nearly five already."

There was a knock on the door as they made it downstairs. Talia opened it to show a very handsome young man standing in the doorway.

"Jonathan this is my little brother Peter. Peter takes care of him while I get Dinner ready." Talia said squeezing his shoulder.

"Yeah, yeah I got it. Now go because I'm starving and could eat a whole cow if I had too." Peter said as he walked passed Talia.

"Be nice and I will know if you do more damage than help." Talia said walking out and closing the door behind her.

"So shall we get started?" Peter asked with a sinister smirk.

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To say Peter was rough was an understatement. After making sure he didn't smell of barf and alcohol he shaven him and then dressed him. He felt a little violated, but not enough to say anything about it.

"Your son is coming with my nephew Derek and his sister Cora." Peter said taking a back road that Jonathan never knew.

"What about Tara?" Jonathan asked looking shocked.

"Ah yes she's on a date later tonight and needed extra time to get ready. She left a message while you were taking a bath. Derek and Cora just showed up so it's all good." Peter said taking the sharp turn to the right.

When they finally got there Stiles was getting chased by two girls and a boy. Jonathan got out and Stiles ran straight for him. Jon bent down and picked him up, "Hey how was your day?"

"Awesome! First Tara was with us and then she left when Cora showed up." Stiles said out of breath. He leaned in and whispered, "With her cute brother Der." Jon looked over to see a pre-teen blushing really hard. "But I think Scott's cuter." At this Derek scowled.

A little Mexican boy stopped running and looked at Jon. Jon let Stiles down and Stiles tackled Scott, after that the other two girls piled on top. A little girl was sitting on top with her hands in the air. She said, "I'm Alpha Cora and this is my Pack!"

"Cora stop playing with your pack and bring them in for dinner." Talia said as she went outside.

"Okay come on Stiles, Scott, Der and Erica time for food." After she said that all the kids howled like little wolf pups. Even the scowling Derek.

Dinner was great stakes with mashed garlic potatoes, red wine soaked mushrooms (for the adults only) and four bourbon grilled shrimp. All of this was served with a glass of red wine for the adults and tea for the kids.

After everything was clean and put away, the Hale's lead them to the living room when they watched Beauty and the Beast upon the kids' request. Halfway through it both Stiles and Scott climbed on Jon's lap. By the end of it they were both passed out clinging to one another.

Talia took out a camera and snapped a shot of them together. Afterwards Jon tried to take the kids home, but Talia had approval from Scott and Erica's mothers for them to spend a night, but only if Sheriff Stilinski stays as well.

So he curried both boys to the guest bedroom and tucked them in. They instantly curled around one another and left no room in between themselves.

Jon walked back downstairs and was shown the bed that was blown up in the living room.

Halfway through the night Jon woke with a fit of nightmares. He kept seeing Claudia dead on the bed and Stiles crying his heart out. He got up to get some water when he walked into Peter. "Rough night?"

"Yeah." Jon answered as he walked around the kitchen.

"Top left cabinet and tea is almost done." Peter said as he watched Jon.

"Thanks." Was all Jon said. After a while Jon drank a cup of tea and walked back into bed. He fell into a restless sleep.

The next morning he woke up to him cuddling Peter. Peter was watching him and then closed his eyes. If the boy didn't react then he wouldn't. It was simple as that. No need to complicate an already complicated life.

Right?

*A/N* So I figured a show from sheriff's pov would be fun. As for the Peter parts I just want to see how this all plays out. Don't hate me. Blessed Be Reader.*