Hey guys, so it's been a while.
I was on vacation in Hawaii and I've been back for a week, I'm still behind on my hours, slowly getting back onto good ole, Washington time. (I miss Hawaii so much though!)
But I've also been lacking in ideas on how to update.
I dug myself a hole.
While I on vacation I missed my kids of course and I realized, that I didn't have will or idea to write because I usually use my kids as inspiration. Also because I was on full on vacation mode. Needless to say, when I arrived back to work last week on Wednesday, I was so happy to see them and began working on this update.
The reason it took so long was because I had some ideas of LSH. Getting back on track with that.
Anyways, onward, yeah?
Disclaimer: I don't own Teen Wolf.
Stiles ran towards the front door add pulled it open, "Scott!" he grinned.
Scott smiled down at his friend, "Hey buddy."
Stiles stepped back so his friend could enter the house. Scott shut the door and locked as he eyed the four year old. The preschooler grinned up at him, his arms up. Scott got the point and scooped the little boy into his arms. Stiles who was still wearing his hat leaned back and pointed it saying, "Look what Allison got me!"
Scott smiled, "Nice I like it."
The four year old grin, "It's Batman!"
"Yeah I know."
"Batman is awesome."
Scott laughed, "Yeah he is."
Stiles licked at his lips, "I Batman this time not you, you always Batman and I always Robin."
The Beta's breathing stopped. He eyed the four year old who simply grinned. Stiles wigged out of Scott's grasps and landed on the floor with a thud. The little boy quickly ran off into the direction of the family room. Scott managed to shake off his stupid and he quickly followed the preschooler. "Derek!" he yelled, voice holding a panicked tone.
"If it's about Stiles," Derek called out, "we know."
Scott entered the living room to find everyone else already seated on the couches. "He's starting to remember things."
Derek nodded, "I know, he knows that we're werewolves."
Stiles nodded, "Pack right?"
The Alpha wolf nodded, "Yes, Stiles, that's right."
"But-how-I mean…well he's still got the mind of a four year old," Scott hissed as he threw himself onto the couch.
Lydia nodded, "Yeah, we know. He's still very much of a four year old, but he's getting, it's hard to explain."
Derek sighed, "It's like he's slowly starting to return back to his normal teen self because he's remembering things but at the same time he's got the mindset of a four year old."
Danny sighed, "It's complicated. And it must be confusing, to know these things but at the same time not know them or comprehend them."
"How do you know he doesn't comprehend it?" Scott asked.
Jackson sighed, "We tried asking him to explain werewolves and he just shrugged and said, he just knows we're werewolves and that's it."
Scott sighed, "Does John know yet?"
"No," Derek answered, "he doesn't."
Allison who was silent finally spoke up, "This could also be why he likes being around us now, remember before how he wanted nothing to do with us."
"Yeah but he's still iffy about that," Derek sighed, "I had to like not beg him, but I had to do a lot of coaxing to make go with Allison and Lydia today."
"It's too cute," Lydia laughed, "how attached he is too you."
Derek rolled his eyes, "Yeah, yeah," he mumbled.
"You secretly like it," Danny teased
"He talked about you a lot when we were out," Allison said, "he just went on and on."
Lydia laughed, "Oh yeah, Derek this, Derek that."
Jackson grinned, "Derek is mine," he said mimicking what the four year old had told him several days ago.
"Oh yeah, he said something like that," Allison said.
"Derek sleeps with no shirt and pants," Lydia laughed, "that was the first thing he told us."
The Alpha glared. "Derek's got a cool tattoo!" Stiles yelled, "I want one!"
Scott laughed, "Not yet Stiles, when your older maybe."
The four year old licked at his lips, "Der?"
The Alpha smiled at the four year old, "Maybe, I'll think about it."
Stiles nodded as he turned his attention back to his legos. Derek sighed as silence fell over them. The only sounds that were heard was their breathing and Stiles' legos as he shuffled through the box. Somehow all the adults managed to fall asleep leaving Stiles the only one awake. The four year sighed as he eyed the sleeping pack. Derek was passed out in the arm chair, Scott and Allison on one couch and Jackson and Lydia on the other. Danny was laying on the floor on his back near the arm chair. Stiles walked over and climbed on top of the arm chair. The sudden movement jolted Derek awake. "What?" he asked in confusion.
Stiles simply cuddled into the Alpha's chest and seconds later he passed out into slumber. Derek sighed one hand rested on top of Stiles' back and he too fell asleep.
The Sheriff came home an hour later to find the pack still sleeping. He smiled as he made his way into the kitchen as he walked into the kitchen hr began looking through the mail. John stopped in the entry way when he found a small envelope with Derek's name on it. "Derek!" he yelled, "get in here now!"
Derek's eyes snapped opened as he jumped up from the couch. The Alpha forgetting that Stiles was in his lap caused the little boy to fall onto to the floor, the action causing the four year old to wake up. Derek winced as he bent down and swooped the little boy into his arms again. "Sorry buddy," Derek rushed out as he made his way into the kitchen.
The pack members followed as well, all being woken by the noise. The Sheriff flashed the envelope to the Alpha when he entered the kitchen. Derek tensed as he took the envelope from the Sheriff. He eyed his pack members as he fingered the letter. He placed Stiles onto the counter as everyone crowded around the granite. Derek opened the envelope and pulled out the note. "Derek," the Sheriff said, "I think you shouldn't read it with Stiles here."
The Alpha nodded, "Hey Stiles can you go and play, this is going to be an adult conversation," he said softly.
Stiles bit at his lip, "No, I stay here with you."
Derek sighed, "Please Stiles, I'm asking you nicely, I need you to go and play."
The four year old sighed, "Okay Derek."
"Thank you Stiles."
Derek placed the four year old onto the ground. Stiles sighed as he as gave Derek a quick hug, "Later, I come back?"
"Yeah," Derek breathed, "When we're done talking okay."
"Kay."
Derek waited till the four year left the kitchen. Once he was sure Stiles was out of ear shot he began to read the letter.
Derek Hale,
Well, you've been doing a fine job at handling Stiles. Very nice, I'm shocked you've gotten so far without flipping out on him. As you can see, he has regained some of his memory, seeing as he knows that his mom is gone and is aware that you guys are werewolves. You'll see in due time, why I've restored some of his memory, don't worry I haven't restored all of it. So for now keep up the good work. Yes, I know I did say I would turn him back once you've learned your lesson. Trust me you have. But there's one more, once that is done, well, like I promised, your precious Stiles will be back to normal.
Derek groaned as he slammed the note down onto the counter. The Alpha then raised a fist and slammed it down onto the counter and let out an angry growl. Everyone back away shocked as sobs wracked the Alpha's body. Derek raised a fist again and slammed it back down onto the counter. Stiles was running back into the kitchen when heard the second slam. "Derek!" he cried out as he approached the Alpha, "Derek, don't cry!"
"Stiles," Allison cried, "Stiles don't go near him!"
"NO!" Stiles yelled as he bolted towards the Alpha.
"Someone grab him!" Lydia shouted
Danny's hands shot out grabbing Stiles before the four year old could reach the Alpha, "Hey," he breathed, "easy buddy, give him a minute."
"NO!" Stiles cried out as he squirmed in the goalie's grasps, "Danny, let go!"
The Sheriff approached them, "Stiles," he said gently, "calm down son."
"Daddy!" Stiles cried, "help him, he upset!"
John extended his arms and Stiles threw himself into the Sheriff's embrace. Stiles let out a low whine as he reached out towards the Alpha, "Derek," he whispered, "easy Derek."
Derek took in a shaky breath, body shaking as he tried to compose himself. Stiles squirmed again, "Guys," he whimpered, "you pose to help, you pack."
Scott's eyes widened as he turned his attention to the four year old. He felt his heart seize in his chest as the boy's brown eyes flashed. For second Scott thought he saw his best friend in them. Well, the four year old was his best friend, but that flash reminded him of teen Stiles. Stiles whined again, "Guys!" he yelled again frustrated as he banged his fists against the Sheriff's back, "do something!"
This propelled Jackson into action as he made his way towards the Alpha wolf. Derek didn't acknowledge the Beta. Derek flinched when Jackson placed a hand on his shoulder. "Derek," Jackson said softly, "hey man what's wrong?"
"What if I never figure it out," Derek breathed as he let a shaky breathe, "the note said there's one more thing!"
Jackson took a step back as Derek slammed his fist down on the counter again, "What more is there!" he roared.
Scott was stepping forward this time, "Derek," he breathed, "you'll get it, or did the conversation we had that night we had that hugging session totally disappear from your mind?"
Derek shook his head, "No, no it didn't."
Danny was now stepping forward, "You're doing something right man, he's going back to himself and we just got to figure out this last thing."
Derek nodded.
"Derek," Stiles whined as he reached for the wolf again.
Derek took in a sharp breath as he turned his attention to the four year old. He extended his arms gesturing to the sheriff to hand him over. John threw Derek an apprehensive look but caved as he transferred the four year old to the Alpha. Stiles was hugging Derek tightly once he was in the dark haired man's arms. Derek reached up and ran a hand down Stiles' back as he walked out of the kitchen, "I'm okay," he whispered to the preschooler.
Stiles let out a shaky sigh a hand reaching up to grip Derek's hair, "Easy Der," he whispered.
"I know," Derek whispered back, "I'm calm buddy."
"Don't cry," he whispered, "you Derek, the Alpha, you never cry."
Derek managed a smile, "Yeah?" he said softly
Stiles nodded, "Yeah."
The Alpha sighed heavily, "You're right," he mumbled, "I'm the big bad Alpha huh?"
The four year old shook his head, "No," he whispered, "not bad, good, just, you no cry."
"Well things change, I was crying cause I was upset."
Stiles let out a whine again as he buried his face into Derek's neck, "No be upset, I here, I take care you."
Derek sighed, "I'm supposed to be taking care of you."
Stiles rolled his eyes as he thumped Derek on the back of the head, "Silly, we take care of each other, pack Der."
The Alpha sigh, "Yeah," he breathed, "that's what packs do."
The four year old nodded, "Yea, we take care you too."
Derek's heart stopped as he realized what the four year old was saying. Teen Stiles had to be talking too. He never allowed the pack to get that close to calm him down and this time he allowed them too. Had to be one of the lessons they had to learn. The lycan smiled as he placed a kiss onto the side of Stiles' head, "Thanks Stiles."
"Welcome."
"You're smart did you know that?"
Stiles nodded, "Yes I did."
Derek laughed, "Humble too huh."
"Mhmm," he hummed as pulled back and looked into the Alpha's eyes, "Der?"
"Yeah?"
Stiles was leaning forward again hugging him, "Love you."
The Alpha hugged the four year old tightly, "Love you too."
"Not sad anymore?"
"No," Derek breathed, "I'm not sad anymore."
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