Fix You

Fix You (Past- After School [after Breakfast])

Derek was used to having the group of teens show up at his house after school some time all of them came sometimes a few, and on a rare occasion none of them show up at all. He had asked Stiles to come over after school and Stiles said he would after he got yelled at by his Dad for being gone last night and not telling him where he was. So now at 3:40 it was just him and Tyler. He watched Tyler with a half-smile as he tried to master the art of holding his booboo keys. Ridiculous name for a toy, yes, but Tyler loved those stupid plastic keys on their brightly colored ring.

Derek was pretty sure Tyler was going to be a wolf. At 3 months and a week old he was doing things a lot earlier than his pediatrician's said he would. At two weeks old we was already lifting his head and now when they sat him up he looked all over the room. He also smiled and cooed when he knew or saw himself or Stiles near. The front door opened and he heard Jackson, Stiles, and Danny walking into the house. He heard Stiles let out a chuckle and say something about how he thought Jackson was with Scott before they finally talked.

"If Jackson so much as even thinks of Scott as more than our Alpha's Beta I'll castrate him." Danny growled out.

"Danny I think that would be more of a punishment for you than it would be for him." Stiles said with a chuckle.

"Stiles my friend, you have it all backwards." Derek heard Jackson's spluttered words trying to defend his wounded pride.

"Oh my god! Jackson you-and Danny you-I totally thought-ugh, how did I get that wrong!" The trio walked into the living room to see Derek sitting on the floor in front of Tyler in his bouncy seat. Stiles dropped his book bag and crawled on the floor over to Tyler with a smile on his face. "Hi baby! Did you miss me today? I missed you." Stiles unbuckled Tyler from his bouncer and pulled him into his lap. Derek inwardly smiled as he watched Stiles and Tyler together, Stiles fawning over their son and Tyler greedily soaking up the attention and laughing. "Aren't you so excited? Daddy got called off today so that means I get to spend my whole day with you. I was going to let you spend time with Grandpa but he's a little mad at me today so you can see him later or tomorrow." Tyler let out a happy screech. "You would think it's funny Grandpa is mad at me wouldn't you, taking after your other Dad already. What is he teaching you when I'm away?"

Stiles was so absorbed in his conversation he didn't notice the three pairs of eyes watching him. "And guess what I learned today? I learned that your Uncle Jackson is Danny's b-"

"Woah! Hey! That's enough of that conversation!" Jackson quickly interrupted. "How about Danny and I take Tyler upstairs to play while you and Derek talk."

Stiles laughed and handed Tyler to Jackson. "I was going to say baby you know."

"Yeah, sure, of course you were." Stiles watched Danny and Jackson disappear up the stairs before flopping back to lean against the couch.

"So…what did you want to talk about?" Derek moved to sit next to Stiles but didn't answer. "You know wanting to talk means you have to you know…actually talk." Derek cupped Stiles' cheek and leaned in to give him a deep, quick, but searing kiss. When he pulled away Stiles' eyes were closed but his brow was furrowed in confusion before his eyes blinked open.

"I'm an idiot." Derek said when Stiles' chocolate eyes finally locked on him. "I thought by pushing you away that it would hurt less when you left but I was wrong."

"I wasn't going anywhere." Stiles mumbled.

"I know that now but I didn't when your Dad came pounding on my door. After he threatened my life, he told me that you were either giving the baby up for adoption or he and you were moving. I knew you weren't going to give him up, you had already told me you weren't but I didn't want you to move either. I told your Dad I would only be in the baby's life, I hadn't meant to be such an ass about it but I didn't know how to be nice about it. Hell, is there a nice way to tell someone you're avoiding them?"

Derek moved to lean back against the couch. "When I saw you at the Pizzeria with that other wolf I snapped. It was easy to do when you were mad at me and I thought you were alone. You know how people say as long as the person they love is happy, even when it's not them then they're happy too? That's total and complete bull. You were laughing and touch and being happy with someone that wasn't me and I couldn't handle it."

"So you decided to attack my friend."

"I told you I was sorry." Stiles snorted. "And I meant it. That wolf and his family have lived here for a while and I've never had problems with them. It was the look that came over your face when he played with Tyler that made me do what I did. I was only intending to tell him to leave but it escalated."

"And the kiss?"

"I was going to kiss you either way."

"I meant the kiss from a few minutes ago."

"I wanted to kiss you one last time in case you tell me I'm too late and you're with the other wolf."

"I'm not with Tony. We hung out once and clicked and usually get together for lunch and stuff on the weekends. He helps me sometimes when I need a last minute babysitter too. But he does like me and if I wasn't so hung up on you I would have gotten with him in a heartbeat."

"Are you going to keep seeing him?"

"He's my friend I'm not going to just stop talking to him and hanging out because you want me to." Derek's eyes flashed briefly but he didn't say anything. "So where does this leave us?"

"I want to be with you but I know it's not going to happen straight away. We have issues we need to work out, our number one being your Dad."

"My Dad is a stubborn man."

"Considering you're his son, it doesn't surprise me."

"I'll take that as a compliment." Stiles said with a smile. "Can you do me a favor?"

"Depends. Doesn't it involve my life being at risk?"

"No." Stiles gnawed on his bottom lip. "Can you kiss me again? It'll be a while before I let you do it again and I need something to hold me over." Derek didn't need to be told twice. Stiles sighed into the kiss and gently cupped Derek's cheeks with both hands. This was pure torture knowing that he won't feel these Delicious. Amazing. Oh my god yes! Lips against his again. He let out a whine when Derek pulled away. "One more." He mumbled against his lips.

"I thought you said it would be a while." Derek chuckled.

"Shut up and kiss me you stupid wolf." Derek pressed their lips together again and yep, he was definitely going to miss this.

Talking Helped

Talking Helped (Past-8 Days after Stiles kicked out Scott)

It had been a little over a week since Stiles had kicked out of his bedroom and Scott had realized that he hadn't been the best of friends to Stiles since he found out he was pregnant. He didn't know if it had anything to do with the fact that Derek Was his Alpha now and Derek's avoidance of Stiles transferred to him or if he was just being a douche. He leaned against Stiles' car as he waited for him to leave school; he even skipped the last fifteen minutes of his class to make sure he didn't miss him.

When Stiles walked out of the front doors and saw Scott leaning against the side of his car he let out a sigh. He thought about turning around and going back inside but Scott looked up and saw him standing in the door way. He took a hesitant step towards Stiles but thought it better to wait for him to come over instead. Stiles slowly approached his car.

"What do you want Scott."

"I wanted to apologize."

"Apology accepted now can you move so I can get in my car."

"But I didn't even get to-"

"I have to pick up Tyler from Derek's" He interrupted.

"Let me ride with you."

"No."

"Please. I just want to apologize and if you won't wait for me to do it here then let me ride with you and do it in the car."

Stiles let out a groan. "Fine, whatever, get in the car."

Scott quickly climbed inside and waited for Stiles to start driving. "First off I'm sorry for avoiding you when I found out you were pregnant. I'm still not sure if it was intentional or if it was some subconscious Alpha thing but I'm sorry either way." Scott Started off. "I knew Tyler was a boy, Derek told us the night he was born at the pack meeting but he wouldn't tell us his name, but now I know why, you named him after his Dad." He looked over to Stiles who was focused on the road but the drumming of his thumb on the steering wheel let him know Stiles was listening. "Jackson isn't my new bestfriend. Derek bit him after the whole Peter situation and it turns out he's an Omega. He's like the pack caregiver babysitter or something like that I wasn't really listening when Derek was talking. Danny is too, Derek bit him after Jackson brought him to him. Apparently he and Jackson had this thing going on and he got a little carried and way and clawed and bit him. Derek bit him to save his life."

A silence fell between the two until Stiles finally spoke up. "I didn't hear an apology in that long winded spiel."

"I'm sorry first for being a shitty friend. I'm sorry second for not even knowing your son's name. I'm sorry I let you think Jackson had taken your place. "I'm sorry for kissing Lydia and I'm extremely sorry for ditching your for Allison last year. I know this doesn't fix everything but can we please at least be civil even if you don't want to be my best friend anymore?"

"Ugh. You're like a freaking puppy." Scott gave a confused but sad face. "How can I be mad at you when you make that ridiculously dopey face combined with that heartfelt but crappy apology? I shouldn't get over it that easily but I am. Yes we can be friends again but you're going to have to work your way back up to bestfriend status." Stiles pulled up to the front of Derek's house, put the car in park, and looked over at Scott who had a megawatt smile. "Stop smiling like that you look like the Cheshire cat." If possible Scott smiled harder.

"God I missed you." Scot unbuckled his seat belt and started to lean over towards Stiles. Stiles in his state of panic couldn't unbuckle his seatbelt.

"Scott don't you dare!" Scott pounced. "Ack! Let me go!" Scott hugged his friend tightly. "Scott!" Stiles let out a yelp when he felt fingers dance across his sides. "Scott! Scott! No! Hahahahah!" He wiggled uselessly in his seat. "Scott!" Scott continued to tickle his best friend and Stiles tried desperately to get free. Neither teen noticed the envious eyes watching from living room window.

Yeah It Hurt, But I'm Stiles

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Happy Birthday

Happy Birthday (Present- Tyler's 1st birthday)

Tyler stared with wide eyes at the glowing flickering lights the were sitting atop the colorful thing that was sitting before him. He kept reaching out to touch the flickering lights but his Dad kept pushing his hand away, he was starting to get upset he just wanted to touch. He filched a little at the sudden sound of the voices coursing together. When they stopped the people around him looked expectantly.

"Blow." He watched as his Dad pushed air out of his mouth so he did the same. He heard everyone laugh. "Blow the candles silly." His Dad pointed at the glowing flickering bright things so he blew them and with some help, they went out. Everyone cheered and clapped so he did too and everyone laughed more. His Daddy pulled the things that used to be bright out of the small colorful thing and put a bib around his neck before nudging it closer.

"Taste." Tyler looked up at his Daddy. Usually when he heard that word it meant he was going to have to eat something he didn't like or didn't know what it was. Daddy swiped some of the blue stuff off the cake and rubbed it onto his lips. Tyler hesitantly licked it off, it was good. He jammed both his hands into the colorful tasty thing and shoved them into his mouth. He smiled up at his Dad who had the bright flashy thing that he sometimes saw his face on. A glob of cold stuff was put next to the thing he was already eating. It was dark and it was good.

Today was his birthday. He had no idea what it was but he thought that he liked it. He got to have all this food and he got to do anything he wanted and got to tear things apart that had toys inside and he didn't even get into trouble. After he ripped open the paper he played with toys and other little kids that were at the party and his Dad, Daddy, and Uncles, Aunts and Grandpa.

There was a lady who came with red hair. She knelt down in front of him like his Dad did when he came home from school or work. "Derek's going to regret kicking me out of his pack." Derek? That was his Daddy's name. He didn't like the red lady. She smelled like something he used to smell but he didn't know anymore. She was pretty and she was smiling but her smell was wrong. She didn't smell like everyone else when they smiled.

She pulled out a medium sized package from behind her back and handed it to Tyler. He remembered from earlier that he had to rip the pretty paper to get to the thing underneath. It was a wolf, like his Uncles and Daddy. He had eyes that looked like his and his Dad's and it was so soft. He held the soft wolf to his chest and gave the red head a huge smile. He remembered her now; she used to come over all the time then one day she didn't. He was going to give her a hug when he was scooped up and the toy was ripped from his hand and tossed away.

Daddy was growling at the red lady and she was looking back with a scary face. Dad was checking him over and asking him if he was okay. He didn't know what was going on he was starting to get scared and scratchy. He rubbed his cheek with his hand but his Dad snatched it away, he tried to use his other hand but his Dad kept holding it. Tyler let out a soft whine and tried to rub his now burning cheek.

"Derek! Something's wrong!" Dad only said Daddy's name like that when bad things were going to happen.

"What did you do?" The red lady didn't answer. "What did you do!"

His stomach hurt, why did his stomach hurt? "Oh no." His Dad picked him up and bent him slightly over and everything came back up. Tyler started to cry everything was hurting; he needed Dad or Daddy to make it better. He tried to curl into his Dad's chest but his Dad wouldn't let him and he felt more stuff come up. "Derek please! Something's wrong!" Dad was crying and everyone else was staring.

"Stiles! What's going on?" It was Grandpa. When Grandpa looked at Daddy he reached for his shiny pointer in his pocket.

"Hale! What the hell is wrong with you!"

"Dad, don't! Put it away! I'll explain later!"

"Stiles-"

"I need you to take me to the hospital. Now. Please." Grandpa didn't wait and Dad held him close. His stomach felt better but now he couldn't breathe. Dad must have noticed because he asked Grandpa to drive faster. Tyler started crying harder, it was getting dark, and he didn't like the dark, bad things happened in the dark.

A/N: I'm sorry Tyler! Please review!