I was supposed to post this earlier today, like this morning. But you see, my mom came into my room at 7:00 (and I was not happy because I don't get up till like 9). BUT BUT she told my that my cousin's Girlfriend, who technically is my cousin. Anyway, she was in the hospital, her water broke, she was having her baby.

I jumped out of bed, no longer mad at being woken up because of the news that she shared. I got up, threw some decent clothes on, and the brother and I made our way to the hospital to welcome our Nephew into the world. Course we couldn't be in the room but being there and the support you know.

It was awesome. Auntie again. Nephew, who is so darn cute! Just man.
But yeah, most of my day was spent at the Hospital because she didn't go into labor till like around Noonish, so we basically hung around and talked.
But I tell yah, I learned something new, saw some tools that I probably wish I didn't see.
BUT BUT, it was awesome being there but not being there for that moment.

Anyways ONWARD!

It had been six days. Derek was keeping track of them. Any detail that might help in what he was supposed to learn.

Day One: Stiles turned four.

Day Two: Took Stiles out shopping, Stiles calmed him down and he had allowed it.

Day Three: Stiles was possessive. Maybe that was the lesson, allowing himself to get close to the four year old? The four year old being Stiles. So maybe being close to Stiles? The lycan stuck with that. Oh, Stiles hit himself and had a hard time focusing on telling Derek what he needed. The Lycan assumed that maybe patience was another lesson.

Day Four: Mellow day. Derek researched more on ADD/ADHD. Derek learned that a child with ADD/ADHD can focus on certain subjects, especially if it's imaginative and creative. That answered his question as to why Stiles was so entranced when playing with legos. He also read methods on how to handle a meltdown and hoped to the God's that he would have to use said methods.

Day Five: The four year old kept Derek on his feet all day. Not to mention the big meltdown that Derek experienced. That was a learning process and the lycan got to put his research skills to the test. What was the lesson here? Was there any?

Today, today was day six and Stiles was still the same, four years old. Both had gotten into a routine, Derek didn't want to admit it but he had already established a relationship with Stiles. Stiles loved his dad, but he had also gotten very attached to the lycan. However Derek felt like he was going insane, he needed a break. He had explained to the preschooler the concept of space.

Stiles understood it the moment Derek explained it, well some of it. However when Derek was trying to leave him with the pack, well the concept flew out the window. Stiles stood in front of Derek, blocking the front door, as if he was able to prevent Derek from walking out. The four year old had his back against it, firmly pressing his body against the wood, arms crossed, a look of determination on his face. Derek sighed, "I'll only be gone for a little bit Stiles," Derek explained.

"But-but Der, I go too!"

"No, remember what I said about personal space?"

Stiles bit at his lip and shook his head. Derek tilted his head, Stiles wasn't lying, the four year old must've zone out during the first explanation. Derek sighed, "I need space buddy, I just need to step out for a bit," he explained again.

"Okay," Stiles whispered.

"You'll be here with my friends and you know what, they're friends with you too."

The four year old huffed as he looked down, "Not my friends."

Derek rolled his eyes, "They are," he sighed, "and I wouldn't leave you here with people that won't take care of you."

"You be back soon?"

"I'll be back late this afternoon before your dad gets home."

Stiles stepped away from the door, "Okay."

"You be good okay."

Stiles nodded, "Okay."

Derek took Stiles into his arms and walked him back to the family room. Danny, Scott and Jackson were seated on the couch. "Watch him," he ordered as he placed the four year old on the ground.

"We will," Jackson waved, "you're acting like we can't watch a four year old."

Scott laughed, "This just isn't any four year old, this is Stiles."

"Exactly," Derek breathed, "I mean it you guys, watch him, no sugar, oh and his legos, yeah, don't mess with them and-" the Alpha stopped as he started into the shocked faces of his pack members.

"What?" he asked.

"Nothing," Danny grinned, "go on."

Derek ran a hand through his hair, "Okay, anyways, when he gets angry he has a tendency to hit himself please so for the love that is almighty make sure he doesn't do that. I also mean when I say watch him, cause I swear to you, one minute he's there and the next he's not and-"

Derek stopped again. The Betas continued to look at him with their eyebrows raised. Derek inhaled sharply, where the hell was all this information coming from. Why was he going all protective, Alpha, information status on the wellbeing of Stiles. They could handle taking care of him, right? Derek stood still as a rush of thoughts blazed through his head. Maybe this isn't such a good idea. After all, they weren't with him the past few days and what if they do something stupid, like lose him or lose him. Wait I just said that, twice. Oh my god, I'm turning into the Sheriff. Hell I'm turning into my father.

The lycan shook his head as he glanced at Stiles, "Maybe this isn't a good idea," he said out loud.

Danny sighed, "Chill, we got this go," he ordered as he stood and shoved Derek towards the front door.

Derek's eyes flashed red at being ordered around by the Beta but it quickly diminished as the words, "easy Derek easy," echoed in his head. Derek sighed, "Alright, later."

"I mean how hard can it be," Jackson stated.

Scott glared at the blonde, "You just had to say that didn't you."

"Oh shut up," Jackson barked as he ducked behind the couch.

The living room was a mess. Stiles' lego creations lay in pieces, the cushions on the couches were over turned and the magazines on the coffee table were all over the room. The four year old was standing on said coffee table and in his hands were a handful of legos. Stiles was throwing them at Danny who was trying to calm Stiles down. "Stiles," Danny pleaded, "stop!"

"No!" Stiles cried out as he threw another one at the goalie.

Danny swore as he ran and ducked behind the couch. He turned and glared at Jackson, "You just had to open your mouth didn't you!" he growled.

"Okay, I'm an idiot," Jackson grumbled, "I'm sorry!"

"I don't want to eat!" Stiles cried.

Scott poked his head out for a second, "Okay, okay you don't have to!"

"I don't like you!" the four year old cried, "I-I don't want you here!"

"We need to get him off the table," Danny breathed, "Jackson, you opened your mouth so you go and do it."

Stiles continued to yell, "Go away and I don't want to nap!"

Jackson glared, "Me!" he cried, "I'm not going on out there!"

Scott stood up, "I'll do it, he's my best friend."

The Beta stood up and slowly approached the four year old which was hard since Stiles still continued to throw legos at Scott. Stiles stopped for one second to pick more up from his feet when Scott ran forward and picked Stiles up from the table. It was then, that all hell broke loose.

Stiles let out a blood curling scream, feet kicking and hands making fists hitting Scott on the chest. Scott scrambled a bit but managed to turn the boy around so the boys back was against his chest. Stiles still continued to kick his feet, hands punching Scott in the arm. The Beta winced, "Okay," he gasped, "enough."

"NO!" Stiles cried.

"Guys!" Scott cried, "a little help."

Jackson was first as he slowly approached the pair. Stiles glared at him as he continued abusing on the Beta. "Okay," he breathed, "easy Stiles."

The four year old glared, "No! Let me go!"

"You have to calm down," Scott growled out.

"I-I don't and-and you put me down!" Stiles ordered, "now, right now!"

"You have to-"

Scott didn't get to finish his sentence, Stiles had dug his nails into the Beta's arms, mouth opened wide as he bit down as well. Scott immediately let go and Stiles landed on the floor with a thud. The four year old quickly got up. He glared at three Betas and kicked each on in the shin before bounding into the kitchen. The little boy ran and hid under the table "I don't want lunch!" he cried, "go away!"

"We need to call reinforcements," Danny groaned.

"Who are we going to call?" Jackson growled, "Lydia and Allison are out shopping and if we call Derek that defeats the purpose of him having his much needed space."

"I don't care," Scott breathed, "call Derek, because this is insane."

Derek entered the Stilinski household and stared in shock at the mess in the living room. The Alpha groaned as he pinched the bridge of his nose, "Are you serious?" he growled, "I was only gone, for like an hour and half."

"Well-" Jackson started but Derek beat him too it

"An hour and a half!" he roared, "And what the, just," the Alpha stopped as exhaled loudly, "Where is he?"

"Kitchen," Danny answered.

Stiles watched from his spot under the table Derek walked into the kitchen. The little boy bolted out and ran towards the Alpha hugging his leg. Derek knelt down, "Hey," he said softly, "what's the problem?"

"I'm not hungry and I don't want a nap!" Stiles stammered out.

Derek raised an eyebrow, "Oh is that why you're feeling angry?"

Stiles shook his head, "No," he whispered.

"What's the problem?"

The four year old bit at his lip, "I-I don't know," he cried as he threw his arms into the air, "my-my head Der."

Derek took in a deep breathe, "Calm down okay, you're okay."

Stiles nodded and Derek was speaking again, "Focus buddy," Derek whispered softly, "clam down."

The boy nodded again as his body slowly started to relax. "Now," Derek said, "Would you like to eat? I can make you a sandwich or do you want something else?"

"I want a sandwich," Stiles whispered.

Derek nodded, "Okay have a seat."

Stiles nodded, "Kay," he whispered

The lycan gathered the things he would need to make the boy a peanut butter and jelly sandwich. He then sat down next to the four year old, "Are you all under control now?"

"Yeah," Stiles breathed.

Derek smiled at him, "Okay," he said as he slid the sandwich towards him, "you go ahead and eat, I will be in the family room and we will talk when you're done."

Stiles nodded as he picked up the sandwich and began to munch on it. Derek stood up and made his way into the family room. The boys had managed to put the couch in order and place the magazines back on the coffee table. They were now in the process of picking up the legos that were all over the floor. "What you guys do?" Derek asked.

"Nothing," Scott groaned.

Derek raised an eyebrow, "Well something happened that caused him to go insane."

"We just, he was just building with the legos, we turned on the TV to watch and talking at the same time and then well we noticed that he needed eat so he can nap and so we told him and then he started to flip out," Scott explained.

Jackson reached up and ran a hand through his hair, "He said he didn't want too and continued building so, I said yeah it is and he kind of glared at me and then well like Scott said he flipped."

Derek looked at Danny who just shrugged, "Don't look at me, I have no idea what happened, one minute he was happily building and the next he just well flipped out."

The Alpha took in a sharp breath, "Okay, so how exactly did you tell him."

Scott sighed, "I said Stiles, let's go eat lunch so you can take a nap."

Derek sighed as she pinched the bridge of her nose, "You idiot," he grumbled.

"I'm not an idiot!"

Derek sighed, "You guys don't know anything about his ADHD do you?"

"Oh and you do!" Jackson cried.

"Yes because I researched the topic just in case," the Alpha growled.

Danny sighed, "Okay, so explain, do you know why?"

"You guys over stimulated his brain. You said you were watching TV and talking at the same time right?" Danny asked.

The Betas all nodded.

Derek raised an eye brow, "You then told him it was time of lunch so he can nap?"

They all nodded again.

"And when he said no, you told him to bad?" Derek asked.

Nods again.

"You had so many things going on at once, you set him off edge and it continued to escalate when you yelled at him."

"Oh," all three answered in Unison.

"And you're supposed to tell him one thing at a time," Derek explained, "don't throw so many things at him."

The Betas muttered in apology. Derek ran a hand through his hair, "God, I knew I was forgetting to tell you something."

Stiles appeared before them, "I'm done," he announced.

Derek smiled at the boy, "Why don't you go and play for a bit okay and in ten minutes I'll put you down for a nap."

The little boy nodded as he walked over to his legos and began to build. "How come he didn't have a meltdown you gave him to many things at once?" Scott asked.

"Yes, but I also warned him about the transition," Derek explained.

Jackson raised an eyebrow, "Well aren't you just full of information."

Derek sighed, "Usually children with ADHD don't handle transitions well so they need warnings and that's another reason why he had his meltdown."

"Has he had any with you?" Danny asked, "and on that note, before you any of your research, how did you handle it?"

Derek shrugged, "Luck?"

"So," Scott said, "like Danny asked, has he had a meltdown with you?"

"Yeah," Derek breathed, "yesterday…"

Derek winced as Stiles threw one of the magazines at him. "I don't want a nap!" he cried out.

"I don't care!" Derek yelled but regretted it immediately because Stiles glared at him and threw another magazine. That wasn't supposed to happen. The Alpha mentally berated himself for retaliating in anger. That was a no, no on the, "How to handle a tantrum list".

Stiles let out a frustrating growl and began stomping his foot, "I don't want to nap!"

Derek slowly made his way towards him. The four year old glared, "You not nice!"

"Stiles," Derek said calmly, remembering that, that was one of the things on the list if a child were to have a meltdown/tantrum. Remain calm.

Stiles took a deep breath as he eyed Derek, "Go away," he suddenly yelled, "You- your mean! And-and I- you not listening!"

"Stiles," Derek said again, "so you don't want a nap?" he asked

The four year old nodded and Derek felt the four year old's anger slowly, slow start to slip away. "Are you angry at me?"

Stiles nodded. Okay, acknowledge the child's feelings.

"I-I don't want a nap," Stiles breathed.

"I understand, but I can tell you're tired Stiles."

Stiles shook his head and Derek felt the boy's anger spike up again. "I'm here to help you Stiles," Derek intervened before the boy's tantrum escalated again. "I can't help you if you're angry and won't talk to me." Reassure the child that you are there for them.

"I'm not ready for a nap yet," Stiles mumbled.

Derek nodded, "Okay," he breathed, "so how about this, you have five more minutes to play then you'll take your nap?"

"Can you read me a story?"

"I can do that," Derek smiled, "are you okay now?" he asked.

Stiles nodded as he exhaled loudly, his body relaxed, and his anger gone. The four year old stepped forward hugging the lycan.

"There was a lot of sites that gave a lot of ideas but I just used what I remembered to help me," Derek finished.

"I see now why you needed your space," Jackson stated.

The Alpha nodded, "Yeah," he breathed as he glanced at the four year old, "Stiles" he said, "clean up, so I can put you down for a nap."

"Now?"

"Yes."

The Beats tensed when the air in the room shifted. Stiles bristled and Derek was quick to notice, "I'll read you a book beforehand."

"Okay Derek," Stiles breathed as he placed the stay lego pieces into the box.

"Go on upstairs and I'll meet you there," Derek said to the boy he then turned to his pack, "Yes?" he asked them.

"How'd you do that, avoid another meltdown?"

"Prevention," Derek answered as he made his way towards the stairs.

The lycan was halfway up when he backtracked and walked back down, "I'll take it from here go home,"
he ordered.

"You sure?" Scott asked.

Derek nodded, "I'm sure, besides if I leave and he wakes up from his nap and I'm not here he will not be happy."

"Can we come back later?" Jackson asked.

"Yeah, I'll see you later, call the girls okay?"

Scott nodded. "Later Derek," Danny hollered as they walked out the door.

The Alpha approached Stiles' room but stopped short, he could hear the boys even breathing indicating that he was already asleep. Derek exhaled loudly as he made his way down the stairs and into the family room. He threw himself onto the couch and he too, closed his eyes and he too fell asleep for a nap.

This chapter was difficult to write. I had to recall all my information from my Education classes about Children with ADHD and what causes them to flip out. I remembered bits and pieces. And I had to research some, look up videos on youtube.

Take from experinces with tantrums I've dealt with, I just amped it up a bit.

So I hope I made it work, did the information justice and did nothing wrong. I apologize if I did.

In regards to the last chapter.

My Godson, he was the same way with me, when he was like 2-3 years old (He's six now). But I was his main babysitter and he was very attached, like he went with people but he was very apprehensive about it.

The thing about him was, he would not let anyone hug me, or talk to me or even like place a hand on my shoulder. If someone tried to hug me, he'd yell, "No my Jackie!" and hug my leg. You literally had to ask him for permission to hug me. I of course tried to talk to him about it, but he was not having it, he didn't care. He grew out of it, he actually could care less if someone hugs me now haha.

The thought of a four year old Stiles saying that bout Derek seemed loads of awesome and adorable too.