Seven weeks, seven weeks! That was how long it had been since Stiles had, had a decent night's sleep. The all mighty Alpha of Beacon Hill's had officially adopted William a few days ago, the child the last of his family and in need of a stable pack to join. Stiles Father, Chris Argent and Dr Deaton had all pulled strings and worked together to pass off the paper work. Stiles could see how the situation was highly suspicious to those who were out of the loop, on the supernatural. So in short, amazing connections had allowed Derek to adopt the baby werewolf... who just didn't want to sleep.
In the first week of looking after the little werewolf Stiles and Derek had been scared out of their minds, Melissa and Stiles Father constantly at the Hale house to stop the new parents from freaking out. Melissa was a goddess, the nurse teaching the newlyweds everything about taking care of William, from feeding to bathing and changing diapers. The patient woman even handled Stiles frantic questions with a calm voice and hugged Stiles when he would tear up with worry and fret that he would do something wrong.
Stiles Father was totally amazing too, the man completely calm when Stiles told him they had a baby now... only a week after being married. The Sheriff eyed the little family of three before calling himself Grandpa and taking the baby into his arms and settling the fussy wolf instantly. Stiles had thought his Father would have been a bit more freaked out at suddenly having a new werewolf grandson, but as it turned out the Sheriff was weak against adorable little children.
Stiles stumbled out of bed and down the hall before walking into William's room, the once empty bedroom now lavishly decorated. Peter had already bought a lot of things before Stiles and Derek had gotten home, a crib, change table, clothes, baby formula and the largest mountain of diapers ever. The room had also been painted pale blue, with floor to ceiling decals of trees and birds, all in soft colors. As for the pack they had all turned into baby crazed Uncles and Aunties, everyone fawned over the little werewolf. So yeah, little William Stilinski Hale was one spoiled baby, but even with all his new Aunties and Uncles all the baby wanted was Stiles.
During the day William was wonderful, the little werewolf would play, nap and enjoy being with the pack. But the night was a very different story, William didn't cry like other babies. No not Stiles and Derek's little one, he howled, William howled every time he woke in the night. Derek would go to him, feed him, rock him but the child wouldn't sleep until he had eyes on Stiles, the werewolf howling and whining till Stiles poked his head into the room. Then William would stare and stare, before making grabby hands and wanting Stiles to hold him. It was cute, but Stiles loved sleep, and sleeping during the day didn't leave Stiles with the same energy he'd usually have after waking up.
Stiles looked down at the little werewolf, William sitting up in his crib and flashing his golden eyes at Stiles with a big smile pulling his lips. The honey eyed teen scooped the baby up and sighed as the wall clock red three in the morning. Moving to the rocking chair Stiles sat down and little William rested in his arms, the child staring at Stiles sleepily before he fell asleep. Stiles rocked a little in the chair, before the teen looked up and found Derek standing in the door frame, a sleepy and fond smile on his face.
"You look tired." Derek noted, stepping into the room and kneeling before Stiles.
"I am. He stares at me constantly and cries if I'm not in sight... just like another werewolf I know." Stiles mumbled with a slight smile pulling his lips and Derek chuckled softly.
"We'll have to ask Danny to babysit, so you can get some proper sleep. William likes Danny." Derek said softly, the Alpha running a hand down Stiles bare arm.
"Everyone likes Danny." Stiles smirked, the soft orange night light relaxing the tired teen.
As William went back to sleep Stiles very carefully put the baby to bed and stumbled back to his room with Derek, the teen completely exhausted. Stiles fell asleep the moment his head hit the pillow and didn't wake till well after noon, the teen in a panic as he sprung from his bed. Williams' room was empty so Stiles flew down the stairs and smiled brightly as he found Isaac, Danny and Derek with the almost ten month old William.
The Alpha sat on the floor, William sitting on his lap as they looked through the photo album of William's family. Danny sat on the couch with Isaac leaning into his side, the two looking over Derek's shoulder as William smiled at every picture. Stiles had asked Dr Deaton if they could have some of the photos and things from Williams home, the memories and photo albums safely stored on the book shelf.
Derek and Stiles had discussed everything when they learnt William had no more family and would need to be adopted. The thought of the lost pack, saddened the whole Hale pack and all knew that William would be a part of their family, but they still needed to show the little wolf where he came from. Stiles stumbled forward and sat beside his husband and child, William's face lighting up as he made grabby hands at Stiles. The teen picked up the little werewolf and kissed Derek's cheek before they continued to look through the lost packs photo album, William making happy sounds at every page.
"Thanks for coming over." Stiles said to the pair on the couch, his smile bright as the long sleep had helped revitalize him.
"No problem, haven't done anything really. Derek's been super Dad all morning." Danny smirked, the tanned teen's hand holding Isaac's.
"Derek has, really? All he does is growl softly and flash his red eyes." Stiles teased, earning a glare from Derek.
"That's a wolf thing..." Isaac chirped, the blonde smiling as William looked to him and flashed his golden eyes.
Stiles sighed before rolling his perfectly normal human eyes, and cuddling the baby werewolf closer. Derek then nuzzled Stiles neck and William growled at Derek, the cutest little werewolf growl ever that also had Derek flashing his red Alpha eyes. The little growls continued till Derek leaned back and William clutched Stiles shirt, his little lips mumbling before a word left his mouth.
"Mm... mine." William said, the little wolf giving Derek his adorable baby glare.
Stiles, Isaac and Danny broke out in laughter then, all three cooing over the baby while Derek pouted like a child. The Alpha only smiling when William mumbled 'Daddy' to him, Stiles grumbled slightly since he had been calling Derek Mama around William and himself Daddy. But it was adorable none the less and Stiles texted Lydia about it, the red head showing up twenty minutes later with a video camera and pointing to herself while saying Ly~ dia. William only looked at the strawberry blonde but it was enough for Lydia, the girl totally smitten with the little wolf.
"It's time to wake up, you've got school." Derek announced, the Alpha poking at the bundle of covers on the bed.
"Too early~" A sleepy little voice whined.
"You'll be late." Derek replied, trying to unravel the tangle of blankets.
A multitude of whines and complaints followed as the covers were thrown away, causing Stiles to shiver as he cracked an eye open. Derek smiled down to his husband before he brushed the hair from Stiles face and pecked a tender kiss to his lips. Stiles woke with that, the younger man swiftly wrapping his arms about Derek's neck and pulling him in for a deeper kiss. Their lips mashed together and Derek groaned as he moved to hover over his sexy husband.
"Good morning~ I'm hungry." A little voice shouted from the bedroom door.
Both men separated as they stared at William, the three year old all smiles as he ran in and jumped on Stiles, the little werewolf growling at Derek before hugging the honey eyed human. Derek rolled his eyes before shifting forward and hugging both William and Stiles at once. Stiles chuckled and William whined, before giggling as Derek moved to tickle him. Stiles sat up as the Alpha, pulled the child into his arms and they both looked to Stiles. William had a mass of black curly hair, bright brown eyes and the happiest smile ever.
"You'll be late for co... coli... collage, Mommy." William stumbled, the child trying to say college.
"I know... and Derek's Mommy, remember?" Stiles smirked and Derek sent his husband a mini glare. William looked to Derek, then to Stiles, a small frown pulling his face as he thought.
"Uncle Peter said Derek was Daddy, and Stiles was Mommy because he was always the lady when youse played alone together." William explained, his hands holding onto Derek's shoulders as the Alpha stumbled and Stiles gaped.
The next five minutes was full of growls and grumbles as Stiles and Derek agreed that they would both kick Peter's ass later. The older Hale had been living in his own apartment for the past two years, while working as an interior designer and always felt the need to regale the pack with tales of his bachelor pad, if they wanted to hear it or not. But the older wolf was asking for it when he said things like that to William. After a few more grumbles Stiles got ready for college, while Derek went down stairs with the little wolf to fix breakfast. Stiles had turned twenty years old six months back and was in his second year of studying evolutionary biology and botany.
The honeyed eyed human had jumped from a few different courses and majors but had found himself in love with science, despite having a slight grudge against his old chemistry teacher. Stiles ate breakfast with his family, Allison joining them since she was on carpool for the day. The huntress was one of the states finest archers, like Olympic level good and studying writing and literature. Stiles and Allison finished eating and the honey eyed male kissed his husband and son good bye before heading out for the drive to campus.
"Have a good day Aunty Allison and Papa." William cheered, Derek waving bye to the two as he helped their son cut his toast into squares.
"Love you, bye~ bye." Stiles called back, the young man blowing kisses to Derek and William. Allison giggled and Stiles beamed at her, the two jumping into the car and driving off.
Some more time later~
Stiles was trying to study, he had assignments, homework and a pile of reading to do for several of his classes. Derek had taken William to the park with Peter, the wolves giving Stiles a little quiet to try and focus, not always an easy thing for the young man. Stiles read his text book, his fingers pulling on his hair that brushed just below his ears, as he chewed on the end of his pen. Study was important, all the others in the pack had been studying diligently and Stiles needed to, too. Just as the honey eyed teen got into the groove of his studying, Scott came running through the door.
"Stiles, you have to help! It's just wrong, scary and can't happen." Scott yelled in a rush, the beta stepping forward and slamming his hands on the table Stiles was trying to use.
"What is it now?" Stiles questioned, smacking Scott's hands off his books.
"It's Peter, he... he... he's dating my Mom!" Scott shrieked, Stiles best friend then started to pace the floor, Stiles watching Scott closely.
"They've been doing more than that for a while now..." Stiles said in a soft trailing voice. Scott visually paled and stumbled to grab the edge of the table, Stiles jumping up and grabbing Scott's shoulders to stabilize him.
"Hey it'll be alright... the fact you didn't know till know means he must really care about her. Mr Zombie wolf usually likes to tell, every disturbing detail about the women his with." Stiles rambled and cringed as Scott's golden wolf eyes made an appearance.
"Not, helping." Scott grit out, as the tanned beta tried to calm down.
Stiles raised his hands and stepped back, trying to get out of the wolf rage zone. Scott took several minutes to calm before he whined and leaned towards Stiles for hug. Stiles gave Scott a comforting bro hug and Scott sniffled slightly before mumbling that he didn't want Peter to be his Stepdad. Stiles totally agreed, the wolf was a terrible Uncle in-law but he was a good, great Uncle to William. That is when he wasn't telling the young and impressionable wolf things he shouldn't, adult things, about Stiles. The honey eyed human made Scott a sandwich and the teen sat at the table as he ate slowly, the beta continuing his grumbles about Peter, right up till the man himself walked in.
"We're home Papa!" Four year old William announced, before he ran over and hugged Stiles.
Derek walked in after, the Alpha giving Stiles a deep kiss that had both William and Scott saying yuck, before the little wolf growled that Derek was too close to William's, Stiles. Peter walked into the dining room then, the older Hale all smiles and hello's as Scott glared. But Scott's glare looked more like a kicked puppy and Stiles patted his best friends back as Scott ducked to Stiles shoulder. The three Hale werewolves in the room looked on as Stiles patted Scott's back in comfort, the tanned wolf not willing to look at anyone.
"What's the matter son?" Peter asked Scott, in a calm and neutral voice.
Stiles wasn't sure if Peter's wording was deliberate or not but he had just lit the fuse. Scott swiftly pulled back from Stiles, stomped over to Peter and punched him, right in the jaw. Derek growled loudly and stepped between his beta wolfs before Scott could attack again. William gasped and jumped into Stiles arms and the human held his son close as they watched on. Lots of growls and snarls were exchanged and William watched on intently as Stiles felt totally lost, the human still learning the language of growls.
"He's dating my Mother! She told me you two were getting serious, what are you planning?" Scott yelled as he tried to fight back his shift.
"Nothing, I love your Mother." Peter snarled back, the older Hales jaw snapping back and healing quickly.
A shocked silence filled the room as Scott stared at Peter with a dumbstruck look, which wasn't anything new. But Derek had a similar expression and that was, so Stiles guessed Peter was telling the truth and had in fact fallen for Melissa McCall. Scott mumbled 'Really?' and Peter nodded, as Derek slowly stepped back and Scott stared at Peter before nodding. The young McCall had a small smile as he stepped forward and punched Peter in the arm, in an affectionate bro fashion.
"I'll trust you for now... but If you make her cry or hurt her, you won't get away with it." Scott stated in a serious voice and Peter nodded in agreement.
"I wouldn't hurt her Scott... I prefer it when she hurts me in bed anyway." Peter smirked, the pervert wolf wriggling his eyebrows.
Stiles covered William's ears and Derek groaned as Scott took off after Peter, the older Hale running out the door as Scott chased him in a rage. Stiles watched as the two disappeared into the trees and was surprised Scott hadn't just fainted in shock because Stiles was suddenly not feeling to good. Derek closed the front door and sighed before hugging Stiles and William close, the young wolf squirming as the hug trapped him between his two Fathers.
Some more, more time later~
Stiles Stilinski was sitting in a tree... yes a tree, why? Well the honey eyed human wasn't one hundred percent sure of that. Stiles looked to the ground and gulped loudly as he held tightly to the tree trunk. Apparently this was werewolf training for William, why their sons training involved Stiles having to be dragged up a tree by Boyd, Stiles would never know. The bulky beta had just jumped up the tree holding Stiles and left him there with a very stern 'Stay.' which was totally wrong. It was the human pack member's privilege to make the dog jokes, but Stiles was a bit too freaked out to snap back before Boyd jumped from the tree and ran further into the forest.
Stiles looked down to the forty foot drop and whined as he scooted closer to the tree trunk. The wind was slightly chilly and Stiles was thankful he was wearing jeans and layers of shirts. A rustling of twigs and leaves sounded by Stiles and he peered to the forest floor, a bright smile pulling his lips. Down below Stiles saw William, his five year old son all wolfed out and sniffing the air. Werewolf training, now it all made sense, but why did Stiles always have to be the kidnapped one. William raised his head and his golden eyes spotted Stiles high in a tree.
"Papa, I found you first!" William beamed, the little wolf climbing up the tree and causing Stiles to fret over the danger.
"That's dangerous." Stiles grumbled, as William jumped onto the strong branch and hugged him.
Stiles and William sat in the tree for five minutes, William telling his Papa all about school and how well he was controlling his werewolf side. Stiles praised and hugged his son till the rest of the werewolves showed up, Boyd, Erica and Peter all looked up and laughed as Stiles glared down at them. Derek climbed up the tree and hung on a different branch, while Stiles shifted around so William could climb down. Only the little wolf didn't climb, he jumped and scared the life out of Stiles. William looked up and smirked as Stiles gave him a little glare of disapproval. Derek then moved to the top branch and gave his frowning husband a kiss before gathering him into his strong grip.
"No tree sex you two, Williams watching." Peter laughed before the older wolf swiftly received Stiles glare.
"Don't talk about Papa like that!" William scolded, Peter turning sad eyes to the little wolf before apologising. William nodded and forgave his great Uncle, but Peter smirked at Stiles and wiggled his eyebrows in that annoying way that always pissed Stiles off.
The Alpha carried Stiles down from the tree and the small group of wolves, all headed back to the Hale house, Stiles kicking Peter when William wasn't looking. The honey eyed human then slapped Boyd on the back before sprinting away and yelling 'you're it' over his shoulder. Stiles ran as fast as his legs would take him, William came up to his side and Stiles smiled to his son as the pack started a game of tag. The wolves dashed through the forest, all tagging each other and Derek laughed as his beta's played like children. Stiles grumbled at the end of the game he started, stating that it was unfair for the only human to be it, because he couldn't catch them.
Some more time later... okay a lot of time later~
It was Williams eighth birthday and all the pack had gathered at the Hale house to celebrate the young wolfs special day. The Sheriff, Chris Argent, Peter and Dr Deaton all stood by the barbeque, grilling up sausages. The four men chatting loudly as they laughed and joked, Melissa soon joining them. The older McCall pecked a kiss to Peter's cheek before she sat at a near table and held her two and half year old granddaughter in her arms.
Sara was born human, had long wavy brown hair, a tanned complexion and deep brown eyes. The little girl was the spitting image of Allison, who had become a writer and best seller at that. The brunette huntress sat on the lawn with her husband of four years, Scott. Scott still pulled faces when his Mother and Peter were affectionate but had managed to get use to it, especially after Sara was born, the beta now knowing what it was to be a parent. Scott was a fully qualified vet working at Dr Deaton's and had grown a scruffy beard that had Allison giggling every time they kissed.
Isaac and Danny were playing Frisbee with William the young werewolf growling at the curly blonde, when he would throw it too high. Isaac and Danny had been dating for almost eight years and were going strong, the couple had discussed marriage but decided to wait a few more years. Isaac was studying medicine and planning to be a doctor, while Danny was working as a chef and had plans to open his own restaurant one day, Derek already promising to invest in the business.
Jackson and Lydia were sitting at the fold out tables, the two watching the game of Frisbee while Lydia rubbed her four month baby bump. Twin werewolf boys were expected and Stiles feared the havoc they could cause, William had been a handful all on his own. But Stiles was sure Jackson and Lydia would be great parents, plus they'd always have the pack to help them and pamper the expected babies. Father to be Jackson had become a world class lacrosse player, the blonde travelling all over the world for matches. But the blue eyed wolf also held a law degree and he planned to join his Fathers law firm before the twins were born.
Lydia was a mathematical genius, but Stiles had already known that since high school. The red head was so well known that she was able to concentrate on her own projects with the occasional teaching job, at many different universities that begged her to do a lecture. Jackson and Lydia had been the power couple in high school and now in society too. Lydia was just as fierce as ever and often vented to Stiles but no matter how much Lydia complained about Jackson, Stiles could always hear the love she had for him when they spoke. The couple were having twins and if the werewolf twins had even a quarter of their parent's courage, looks and brains, Stiles was sure they would grow up to do amazing things.
Boyd and Erica sat across the table from Lydia and Jackson, the blonde sitting on Boyd's lap and twirling a short lock of her blonde hair between her fingers. Erica had cut her hair short and Stiles had gaped at her when he first found out, the hair style a cute bob. Boyd had been running his own garage for a year now, the tall beta the only one the pack would trust with their much loved cars. Erica was a speed demon and had taken up as a race car driver, with Boyd always escorting her as the she wolfs personal mechanic.
Stiles was a twenty five year old botanist with shoulder length hair and married to a just over thirty werewolf, Derek Hale. The couple had a wonderful eight year old werewolf son named William and the best pack any werewolf family could ask for. Stiles felt his eyes get a little wetter as he looked about at his family, his pack and loved how wonderfully domestic the whole scene before him was.
"Papa, Dad come play too!" William yelled. The young werewolf waving his hands about, as Danny gave him a piggy back ride and Isaac chuckled.
Stiles looked to Derek, the Alpha werewolf still bulging with muscle and the hottest guy ever. Derek looked to Stiles who had grown out his hair but was still pale, sarcastic and the most amazing person Derek had ever known. The married couple smiled to one another from across the yard before Derek wolf speeded to grab Stiles, the Alpha running them both over for a game of Frisbee. Stiles managed to smack Scott on the way through and the tanned beta jumped up to chase his best friend, Allison getting up to join as well.
Erica, Boyd, Jackson and Lydia all joined soon after, the pregnant red head well protected from the dangerous Frisbee by her protective husband and Father to be Jackson. Stiles smiled at the group that all still lived in Beacon Hills, despite the amazing paths in life everyone had taken. Stiles reached for the Frisbee as it headed his way, but William jumped several feet in the air and caught it first. The little wolf turned to his Papa and smirked as Stiles fake frowned before laughing. Stiles stepped forward and grabbed his son in a hug, William whining as the rest of the pack joined in, turning it into a giant group hug.
Hello, chapter 20, the final chapter is here. This is the end of the 'What to do?' and 'Another Question' stories, I have enjoyed writing them but all stories must come to an end.
A giant monster, Thank you! To everyone who read, followed, favourite and/or reviewed. Reading the lovely comments and knowing that people enjoyed, inspired me when I would get writers block or worry that this story wasn't any good, so thank you all so much, you're all amazing. I really appreciate you all sticking with this story, and hope it has been enjoyed. :)
To Puckurt-VS-Kurtofsky, I'm happy parts of this story inspired some ideas. The prompt you suggested sounded amazing too, but at the moment I want to try my hand at some other story ideas I've got. Sorry but i'm not ready for prompts just yet. Also Thank you for the comments, advice and idea's you've given me in your reviews. :)
Till the next story, bye~ bye for now.
Diaclaimer - Do not own teen wolf or characters, story only written for fun.