Scott watched, almost in awe, at the way Stiles comforted the little boy. He was rewarded immediately with Gabriel hugging him back and staying close. The sight almost made him choke up for reasons he didn't understand. Gabe loved his parents and there was no denying it that Stiles was his Mommy, however that worked logistically. One mama's boy to another, Scott knew when he saw that kind of love and respect.

His eyes drifted from Gabe to Stiles and he smiled, if a touch misty in the eyes. "I can't wait to hear it. Do you want to stay here or do you want to go over to your.. oh, wait. We don't have your Jeep." Crap. They were not going to be driving home on the back of his motorcycle with Stiles, kid, and puppy. "Never mind. So.. uh.. How are we doing this?"