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Ch3

Derek stared at little Stiles on the floor playing with his new dinosaurs. He was roaring and making these screeching noises. Those dinosaurs were either having a fight or dying from the sounds he was making. Figuring Stiles was distracted he decided to call his father. Derek and his dad weren't always on the best of terms these past few years. God help me when dad finds out I got a kid, Derek thought. He picked up the phone from the kitchen counter and dialed the number that was becoming foreign to him.

The phone rang multiple times before his father picked up. "What trouble have you gotten yourself into this time, Derek?" Not even a 'hello', unbelievable. Derek sighed. "Yeah, hi dad." Derek replied. "Well, um. How can I explain this to you? Do you remember Kate, dad?" "How can I forget?" He replied. "Well, you see.-" "Spit it out boy. Come on, get on with it." His father interrupted. All in one breath Derek blurted "Kate had gotten pregnant after college and she went on vacation with her new boyfriend and she left a kid here and told me he was mine so now I have this kid I have no idea what to do with!"

There was silence on the other end of the line for a long time. "Dad?" Derek asked. His father sighed. "And what would you like me to do about it? I have important things to get done for my upcoming case and I have to take time out of my schedule for your mistake? No. Figure it out on your own, Derek." "You know what, I will. And I'll be better damn dad than you were." Derek barked. With that he hung up and threw the phone to the side.

He placed his hand over his eyes and rubbed them. Trying to relax he heard a small voice interrupt him. "Derek?" Derek looked down and saw Stiles with the Brontosaurus in his hands. It hardly fit because his hands were so small. "Hey buddy, what's up?" "Are you okay, Derek?" Stiles asked. "Yeah kiddo, I'm fine. What do you need?" "I'm tired and I want to go to bed." Stiles mumbled. "Stiles, its only 3pm." Derek declared. Stiles let out a whine. "Alright, let's go. You can take a nap." Derek breathed. "Follow me."

Derek headed upstairs towards the guest room but Stiles had another idea in mind. He scurried over into Derek's room and fell asleep on his bed instead. "Stiles, that's my bed. I have another one over-." Derek saw that Stiles was already fast asleep on his bed and decided to just leave him there. The phone rang and Derek hurried down stairs to answer it.

"Hello?" He answered. "Hey bro!" It was his cousin, Scott. "Hey man! What's good?" Derek asked. "Not much. Hey man, are you busy tonight? There's a bangin' party tonight at that girls house we met at the bar last week. The hot red head, remember? Well, she texted me and inviting me and she told me to bring you! You have to come." Scott begged. "Yeah definitely! I'm so up for it! Wait, I can't." Derek sighed. "Dude, why not?" Scott asked, disappointed. "Let's meet up. Meet me at the gym and we'll talk about it." Derek stated. "Alright. See you in a few." Scott said. Derek hung up and left his apartment to go talk to his neighbor.

She's a nice old lady. Very kind and sweet. She's 86 years old and you wouldn't even be able to tell. Derek knocked on the door and waited. Mrs. White answered with a smile. Well, hello Derek. How are you?" She asked. "I'm doing fine thank-you. How are you doing, Mrs. White?" Derek inquired. "I'm doing fine. What can I help you with sweetheart?" She questioned. "Um do you think you could watch m-my son?" Wow, that felt really weird to say, thought Derek "Oh, you have a kid. Of course I'll watch him." Mrs. White replied. "Great! Thanks so much! He's sleeping; follow me and you can make yourself at home." Derek grinned.

Following Derek back to his apartment Mrs. White took a seat on the couch and waited for Derek to say something. "His name is Stiles and he's five years old. He talks A LOT and he's pretty energetic. If anything happens I'm leaving you my cell number." Derek cited. Derek quietly went upstairs to change into shorts and grab his gym bag. He checked on Stiles one last time before he left. Good, he's still asleep.

Before heading out the door, Derek thanked Mrs. White once more and left.

"Bro, that's crazy!" Scott exclaimed. "She can't just do that to you!" "Apparently she can." Derek corrected. While tossing around the medicine ball Scott asked, "Can I come meet the kid?" "I mean, you're going to have to eventually." Derek sighed. "Have you gotten into contact with the other family members?" Scott asked. "Jesus Scott, I just found him today. Give me time. Maybe I want to keep him." Derek insisted. "Dude, you have to give him back. You have no idea how to raise a kid and you know, you have to send him to school, he costs money too." Scott rambled off. "Yeah, yeah ,yeah I know all this already, Scott. Give me time to decide what I want to do. Maybe he'll want to stay with me." Derek retorted. "Derek, you're starting to sound like a dad. You wouldn't have any idea he was yours if Kate wasn't the evil person she is. Don't start going all paternal on me, man." Scott barked. "Just lift." Derek mumbled.

"I don't know. Like the moment I saw him I wanted nothing to do with him. I thought he was just another problem that I don't need. All he does is talk and bounce off the walls like he's high and it was so annoying. But, when I took him to the toy store and I lost him for those few long minutes; I felt I was going to die if I lost this kid. It makes no sense." Derek huffed. "That happened with my dad and I. He was never around; I hated him. He just showed up one day and I didn't want him to make me believe he was going to actually be my dad. But, Derek, you can't help it. He was my dad and I loved him anyway. I didn't want to but I did. That's how it is. This kid is half of you and you're going to fall in love with this kid the way I did with my dad. The question is, when're you gonna tell him you're his father?" Scott nudged.

"I-I have no idea. The kid doesn't know. Do you think I should just hold off for a while until Kate comes back for him?" Derek asked. "Do what you feel is right. We've been here for a while and I'm itching to meet the kid. Can we go now?" Scott begged. "Let's go you big baby." Derek laughed.

"Derek! Derek! Derek! You're home! I missed you! Did you miss me too? Because I really missed you! Wanna play dinosaurs with me, Derek? Please play with me." Stiles exclaimed. "Woah, kid. I just walked in the door give me a second. There's someone I want you to meet." Derek said. "Who is he? Does he like dinosaurs too?" Stiles asked. "This kid really likes dinosaurs, huh Derek?" Scott joked.

"Mrs. White. Thanks so much for watching him for me. I really owe you one." Derek said. "No, no. He was a delight." She smiled. Derek gave her a hug and saw her out.

"Stiles. This," Derek said pointing to Scott, "Is my cousin, his name is Scott." Stiles hid behind Derek. "Don't be shy, Stiles. He's cool like me." Derek consoled. "He can't be cool like you because you're cooler than him." Stiles whispered. Derek laughed and stepped out of the way. Scott finally got a good look at Stiles. "What a cute kid." Scott swooned. Scott got down on one knee, "Hey, you wanna go play with those dinosaurs?" "Yeah!" Stiles screamed. The two ran over into the living room and sat on the floor in front of the TV. "Scott, remember who the child is here." Derek grinned. "Screw you." Scott said, rolling his eyes at Derek. "Hey, watch what you say around him you don't want him to be repeating everything you say." Derek scolded.

Scott played with Stiles for a bit while Derek got some things around the house done. While changing Derek's cell phone rang. He saw Kate's name pop up on the screen and answered reluctantly. "Hello?" Derek answered nastily. "Hey cutie. How's my baby doing?" Kate asked. "Just fine without you." Derek remarked. "Oh. Well, I called my father. I think what I did was kind of cruel. He'll be coming for Stiles in a few weeks. You won't have to worry about him anymore" Kate stated. "Oh, um yeah fine. Not a problem." Derek cringed. "Figures. You can't even tale care of your own kid. Toodles." With that Kate hung up. I don't want Stiles to be taken away.. She can't take him from me. "Can she?" Derek asked himself out loud.