truealphascott | AU: Scott/ Stiles/ Gabriel

"Actually, I'd rather go to Deaton's and see Gabriel," Stiles tells his dad with a bit of a smile. After all, he's been sleeping most of the night and most of the day too. So he doesn't want to go home and sleep more. He actually wants to see this kid that's a product of him and his best friend.

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"Don't touch it with your finger," Deaton tells him. "I don't want you getting burned." Looking over at the pan he gives a nod," They're done." Grabbing two plates he places them in the middle of the stove. "Use your spatula and put them the eggs on the plates. It's okay if it doesn't work for the first time. We'll just make more eggs." However, at the mention of what Derek was he chuckles," Sounds like you kids love him a great deal."

"Okay, we can do that," John said. "I'll get you settled and then go get your medicine. And for the record, I don't want any bitching and moaning about taking these. Doctor's orders, okay?" He knew Stiles could get stubborn and weird about resisting medicine.

He fills out the discharge forms for Stiles and then gathers up his stuff. It took a while and they had to get a nurse to get a wheelchair to take him to John's car. It was standard policy even if Stiles felt like he could walk.

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"Sorry," Gabe said. His mommy would've been unhappy with him for doing that too and he knew it. He dropped only a small amount of the eggs on the stove. Most made it onto the plates and he had to resist grabbing them and putting them on the plates but the eggs were too hot to touch.

"Yeah, he's Uncle Derek," Gabe agreed. "I spend more time with Ethan. They got mads at Myles once for saying Derek was his favorite so we don't say it anymore. We know it but it's okay."

"Hey!" He says with a bit of a laugh. "I'm not going to be bitching and moaning, dad. How dare you think that?" Though the last part was actually teasing. He complained quite a bit when it came to meds. For him, as long as it didn't mess with the adderall he didn't rightly care.

When he does end in the wheelchair though, he makes a face but does his best not to complain.

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Deaton pulls out another spatula and helps Gabriel get the eggs onto the plate along with off the stove. Then he pulls out a pair of tongs putting the sausage on the plate, "There we go. Now breakfast is ready. Why don't you take it to the table and I'll get the fruit and drinks." He listens the whole time though," So the twins are with the pack then?"

"My ass you don't," John laughed. It was good to hear his son joking around. There was always a fear with this group that someday the call will come and it won't be to come see him in the hospital but a morgue. It had occurred to him that despite all the confusion and mixed feelings, Gabriel being here meant they survived. His son was going to live. He was going to live and love and have a family that cared for him and he could care for. Was there anything more important than that?

Thinking about it now almost made him choke up. Fortunately Stiles was in the wheelchair and he was behind pushing it, so it wasn't noticed. He parked the chair and then got Stiles into his car carefully. He knew Stiles wasn't going to be as careful as he should.

Once he was behind the wheel again and Stiles was safe next to him, he finally relaxed. "We're finding you a spot to sit when we get there and I don't want you to move from it until I get back, okay?"

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Gabriel was careful with the plates and sat down in front of one of them at the table. "Yeah, but they don't have any babies. Just Mommy, Daddy, Uncle Derek, and Uncle Isaac."

Stiles still wasn't entirely sure what to make of having a kid, but he liked the idea. Hell, he actually liked the idea of him and Scott but he wasn't sure how in the world the kid was theirs. Had they adopted him or... well, it was Beacon Hills so there was no telling what had happened.

Once in the car he makes a face," I am not going to just sit around, dad. I can get up and walk, you know."

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Deaton raises a brow in confusion at how Gabriel listed them all. He knew that Scott and Stiles were mommy and daddy but the way he'd listed the other two... He grabs some of the fruit out of the fridge. "Do Derek and Isaac both have children?"

"Just till I get back," John insisted. "You're supposed to be careful and you aren't careful." Stiles was much more inclined to push himself than to be easy with his body.

"Can I just use the Dad card on this one? I should be gone only like an hour."

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Gabriel didn't see how his remark was confusing. Obviously, since he knew the information he didn't see anything amiss. So with the extra question, he just nodded. "Yep, they have Bella. She's a baby and a human. She has a lot of hair and pigtails."

"You know I'm not one to just sit around though," he states with a slight grumble. He didn't like sitting around and waiting for anything. No, that was the worst ever.

"No. No using the dad card on this. I'll be fine to walk with you."

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"So Derek and Isaac are together then?" Deaton asks him when he says that they have Bella. "How old is she?" Though the idea of anyone putting the little girl in pigtails throws him off. He can't see the Isaac or Derek doing that. However, the boys were definitely different in the future. He could see that much and was happy with the outcome.

"Well too bad, I'm using it. It's a short time and you can still be where you want to be there with your.. with the kid. Just stay there till I get back," John ordered with a scowl. So much for having a good time.

"Now where exactly is Deaton's house?"

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Gabriel took a bite of sausage and nodded. "Yeah. That's how they have Bella." He looked at Deaton, finally a little confused over what the vet was missing. "She's two in three weeks. We're having a party and cake and stuff."

Stiles frowns when his dad does that. So he goes a bit quiet instead. He planned to stay at Deaton's for a bit. After a moment he gives his dad the address to the vet's place.

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It wasn't uncommon for two werewolves to have a human child. He can't help but smile though," I bet she's a handful. If you want I can help you pick something out for her. What does she like?"

John had a feeling he'd be needing Deaton's help on this one. He wanted Stiles' butt to be parked for a while until he had his medicine and John quit having anxieties that his son might've died. The jeep had been scary to look at- not that he was going to admit any of that to Stiles.

Fortunately it didn't take long to get to the house.

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Gabe looked at Deaton interested in this idea. "Like what kind of stuff? Like the princess fork?" He wasn't sure what Bella was into besides.. "She likes bubbles!"

Hell, Stiles was afraid to ask about the jeep. He didn't want to worry his dad, but he didn't want to be stuck in one spot either. That just sucked. But he hasn't said much since he told his dad where Deaton lived.

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Deaton dutifully listens," We'll have to get her scented bubbles then. Along with bath bubbles."

Gabe was about to respond to that when his attention perked up seconds before Peanut lifted his head. They both looked to the door, listening as the car pulled into the driveway. With big eyes, he looked back at Deaton almost afraid to ask who it was. "Mommy?"

Deaton smiles," They released him early so it probably is. We just have to keep him sitting down taking it easy. You want to make him a plate? I bet he's hungry."

Gabe was almost bouncing with excitement as he got down to get another plate. That left Deaton to come answer the door when John knocked. "What's your pain level?" He asked as they waited. He was going a little overboard with the fussing over Stiles and knew it. He just couldn't get himself to stop doing it.

While Deaton's gone, Gabe can't find the plates so he just pushes his plate over to an empty spot. He likes to share.

The youngest McCall could've asked and Deaton would've told him where the plates were. He hadn't realized that he hadn't taken out enough but that was neither here nor there as he went to go answer the door.

Stiles looks over at his dad and gives a bit of a shrug," From 1 to what?" Though really he couldn't give his dad too much of a hard time," Right now? Right now a six but I'll live."

That would've made it to easy. Instead, he just poked his head around the corner of the doorway into the kitchen to see who was at the door. He was anxious to find out if a) it was mommy and b) if mommy actually looked like he wanted to see Gabriel. The fear of rejection was just waiting to consume him, but his shred of hope kept it from doing so for now. He wasn't terribly noticeable as he was just peeking around the doorway.

John sighed. "I'll try to hurry back," he said, feeling bad that Stiles was hurting. When Deaton answered the door, he greeted the vet warmly.

Deaton greets John and gives a smile," I'll keep a good eye on him, sheriff." Then he looks back at Gabriel then at Stiles," Gabriel and food are waiting for you if you're hungry."

Stiles gives a bit of a nod and kisses his dad's cheek before heading inside, moving over to the table," Hey."

Gabriel watched Stiles intently, trying to read each motion. He wanted to run up and hug him, but his fear kept him planted where he was. Nervously, he stood back letting Stiles walk to the kitchen past him. Reminding himself that Stiles was in pain, kept him from immediately bursting in tears when Stiles didn't just hug him and kiss him and tell him everything would be alright.

"Hi," he said softly, but he found himself unable to move closer to the table. He just watched Stiles from where he was.

Stiles wasn't trying to give Gabe issues or make him think that he didn't like the kid. However, he didn't actually know him. So when he does finally sit down he can't help but give the younger McCall a warm smile. "Hi."

Sitting down was better than standing up any day," Why don't you sit down with me and tell me all about yourself." Things that his older self would already know, but he wasn't his older self.

It wasn't Stiles' fault that Gabe was reacting like he was. He was a shy boy and had grown up with some self-esteem issues. He was small and gay and shy. Those added up to insecurities at school and among the family. Those who spent time with him and encouraged him, like Ethan, he was warm to but some of the others made him insecure.

The invitation finally brought him to move cautiously from the wall to the table. He noticed Stiles hadn't sat down at the spot with the plate so he timidly pushed it closer to him. "Are you hungry?" He asked. The plate had obviously already been eaten off of. There was still plenty left though.

If Stiles had known about the insecurities he'd of probably been upset. Not at Gabriel, obviously, but at those that made him feel insecure. He may not know the kid that was sitting at the table with him but deep down he knows he'd take on the world for any child of his.

"Starving. Hospital food sucks," Stiles says with a chuckle. Though when the plate is pushed towards him he gives a small smile," If that's your food, big guy, then you should finish it."

The funny thing was Stiles would get upset about that. There were just ten plus people in the house and sometimes things happened that weren't intended. And Myles just rough housed and teased harder than Gabe could handle at times. It happened. They loved each other and knew it so that was the best any parent could do.

Gabe smiled sheepishly. "But I made the eggs and there aren't any more," he explained. "Can we share?"

Stiles can't help but chuckle slightly because that sheepish smile reminded him so much of Scott. Hell, he's still curious about the wolf thing but isn't sure how to ask or isn't sure he wants to really know. Though deep down he really does want to know. Especially when he knows it's not a choice he'd make.

"We can share, I don't mind. Tell me a little about you, Gabe." Though he's curious," How many kids do we have?"

Gabe grinned at the compromise and offered his fork. They shared those things at home so he didn't think anything of it. "Just ours or Derek's too?" He asked, excited to be talking to his mom. He doesn't give much time for Stiles to respond before he's just telling him all of it. "The first litter was Myles, Caleb, Dia, and Junior. Then it was me, Laura, and Ally. Derek's is two, Bella."

"I have a green and yellow parakeet named Gus from the mouse in Cinderella. But now I have Peanut, he's over there." Guess who just got a new puppy without asking? It was almost visible how Gabe would look as a puppy wagging his tail like crazy, just so happy his mom was there.

"I know that I wanted a big family, but wow," he says giving a smile. Seven kids. Him and Scott had seven kids. However, he cants his head a bit at the idea of Derek having a kid," Who's Bella's mommy?" After all, he didn't know who Derek was with in the future or anything.

"The parakeet isn't afraid with wolves in the house?" he asks, honestly curious. Though he looks over at the little runt and smiles before looking at Gabriel," Those the only animals we have at home?"

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