truealphascott | AU: Scott/ Stiles/ Gabriel

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AU: Scott/ Stiles/ Gabriel

No one knows why half the things in Beacon Hills happen. It's not exactly something they like to put on tour guides advertising the place.

Scott had gone to work right after his class, which left Stiles to drive home on his own. He would've been able to leave sooner but he'd gotten detention. This one had been totally Scott's fault and he'd apologized at lunch, but he hadn't been able to get Stiles out of it. So when Stiles left the school building there wasn't too many around. Just as he was reaching the parking lot, a bright white flash blinded him for a moment. There was a thud and a groan of pain and then everything went right back to normal. Except now there was a blonde kid laying on the ground not ten yards from him. He was still and unconscious, but there was something remarkably familiar about his face. He wore a coat and scarf, even though it was May and he had he didn't have anything with him besides that.

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Gabe looked unsure about that, but he didn't argue. "I'm sorry I surprised you," he said, amending his original apology since Stiles wouldn't let him take responsibility for all of it. "Do you want the last sausage?" He asked, giving the plate just a little push closer to Stiles.

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John showed up after getting the medicine and nodded for Deaton to step outside. When he was sure the two inside couldn't hear, he said, "I can't help but be suspicious about all of this. We've had people who pretend to be something they're not before. Do you think this kid is for real?"

"How about we split the last sausage," he says with a smile. "That way we can both have the last piece." After all, he liked to share too. He's pretty sure that he does that quite a bit in the future, as much as he possibly can.

Deaton steps outside and looks at John before giving a small smile," I believe that Gabriel is the real deal, sheriff. His manners are that of Stiles and Scott's along with looking like Claudia. So, yes, I believe that he's for real, as you put it."

John sighed. He had almost been hoping for the other answer. It made this second part easier if it had. "How do we get him home? It's going to really affect Stiles and Scott's life to suddenly have a kid to take care of."

Although right after he said that, he realized it could fall to Melissa and him. There were a lot worse situations than that. What parent that loved their children wouldn't find away to love one more?

~~

Gabriel smiled and cut the sausage with his fork. "Myles says one person cuts the other person gets to pick their side," he said. Myles and Caleb competed like that. Junior could get into that sort of competition too. Gabe followed the rules they set up even if he wasn't competitive.

"I'm going to do everything I can to get the boy back home," Deaton tells him. "However, that could take weeks or even months if not longer." There's no telling how long it could really take, honestly. "Unfortunately, I do need you and Melissa to talk. The boy can't stay here forever. Which means it'll be up to you two whether he lives in your home or hers."

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Stiles can't help but chuckle," That's not a bad rule to live by, big guy." So once he sausage is cute he takes the smaller piece, leaving the bigger one for Gabriel. "I think that's a good thing to live by. Especially if there's a lot of people."

This was a lot to deal with. John knew he needed to speak with Melissa before he spoke to Stiles. His son could be incredibly bullheaded sometimes... often... frequently, whatever.

"Of course," he said, nodding. "I'll.. uh.. we'll take him to our place tonight." It didn't seem right to impose on the vet any more than they already had. "Would you see that he gets these? I should really go speak with Melissa."

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Gabe almost protested but then he stopped himself. With a grateful smile, he takes the piece left to him. "Thank you, Mommy." He remembers the conversation he was having with Deaton before Stiles showed up. He hopped up and went over to the drawer with the silverware. "Did you know Deaton has spoons and stuff that used to belong to Uncle Derek and his sister?" He showed the Ninja Turtles spoon to Stiles.

Deaton gives a slight nod taking Stiles' meds from John," Alright, sheriff. I'll let them know unless you want to talk to Melissa first even though you're taking Gabriel tonight."

"You're welcome, big guy," he says giving him a smile. Though when he suddenly goes to a drawer and grabs out silverware, he laughs," No, I didn't know that. Though we shouldn't be surprised. Deaton knew Derek's mommy."

"Just tell Stiles to call me when he's ready to go home. I'll have something figured out to tell him by then," John said. He thanked the vet one more time before heading back to his car. Once inside, he called Melissa and asked when her shift was over. They were going to need to some time to talk.

~~

Gabe nodded. "There's a pink princess one for Laura too." He showed that to Stiles and then came back over. "Where's daddy?"

Deaton gives a nod before heading back into the house, sitting the meds down in front of Stiles who just gives him a smile. Then he leaves the two be so they can have some family time together.

"That's pretty cool," Stiles says with a grin. "Daddy is..." He looks at the clock," Should be in school right now."

Gabe watched Deaton go and wondered why he didn't stay. Deaton was family as far as he knew. On the other hand, when did he get one on one time with Mommy? Hardly ever.

He looked at the pills and then back at Stiles. "Want something to drink to take your medicine?" He asked. He didn't know where the cups were but he could use his own. There was still some juice in it.

Stiles wasn't sure what he needed with the meds but he picks the bottle up and cants his head slightly, looking at it. "That would be awesome, big guy." Though if he needs to get up to get a cup he can do that. "You don't have to get it for me though, Gabriel." He knew, or thought he remembered, where most of everything was.

"I don't mind," Gabriel said, bounding out of his seat. He had a nervous energy going on that he didn't know what to do with. There was still a need to continue making a good impression on Stiles and he was trying not to think too much about the situation he was in. He was lost in time and that was so bizarre and scary.

He checked a couple cupboards before finding a glass and then getting some water. Bringing it back, he then decided to bring the finished breakfast dishes over to the sink.

He watches this kid that was his and Scott's, smiling a bit. The boy reminded him so much of them it wasn't funny. He opens the meds taking out two pills and then the water, downing half of it with them.

"We'll have to get some things your puppy," he says, leaning back in his seat. However, he notices the nervousness but probably because of how he is sometimes. "So what do you normally do for fun, Gabe?"

"Yeah? Deaton says Peanut can't go outside. Think we can find him a jacket?" Gabe asked. Laura would've smacked him if he tried to put clothes on her dog, but Peanut was his. He could put hats and whatever else he wanted on the dog.

"Uh.. " Gabe thought for a moment. "I like flowers and animals. I don't know. I sometimes paint but I'm not as goods as my sisters. What do you do?"

He knew Stiles was different since he was in high school still. He knew what his Mommy did but the time difference might have different answers.

"I don't know if they make jackets for puppies," he tells him. "We can talk to Deaton and see if they make sweaters for them though. That way it'll keep the little guy warm." Hey, he didn't see a problem with clothes on the dog. Well, as long as it wasn't excessive anyway.

"That's pretty cool. Do they both paint?" He asks with a smile. "Me? I just play lacrosse. Though I end up on the bench a lot." Because coach was stupid and didn't want him out there. "But I'm not all that good at it. Your daddy is though."

If the pet wasn't being hurt in any way, it was harmless. The puppy could look silly but fortunately dogs didn't have issues with self-esteem like people do. All they care about is someone who loves them, feeds them, and gives them attention.

"Well.. not Dia. She sketches with a pencil but Ally does, yeah. She let's me use some of her stuff sometimes." He frowned at hearing Stiles was on the bench. "They should let you play. It's fun to play."

"I'm glad that you've got siblings who let you interact with them," he says with a smile. "I've never actually had any of my own unless I count Scott." There's a hint of amusement to his voice. "Trust me, big guy, once I get better at it Coach is bound to let me play. I just have to be better first."

Gabe sometimes wished there were fewer kids, but he didn't think he could enjoy being an only child. That sounded too lonely to him. He wasn't sure what else to say but they get interrupted by Peanut whining for another bottle. Gabe gets excited about giving it to the puppy and lets Deaton show him how again.

Across town John talks things over with Melissa and they agree Gabriel would be best with Stiles unless Stiles doesn't agree.

Stiles gets up from where he's at and watches Deaton. Watches him get the bottle ready before handing it to Gabriel and showing him how to hold Peanut while feeding him. "Bet by the time he gets older he's going to be nice and strong."

Gabe smiled. He was glad his mistake earlier wouldn't hurt his puppy. Stiles didn't know that had happened but Deaton said he should be okay.

"Is uncle Ethan busy?" He asked. He was used to all the family living close by. It was weird not having his siblings around.

John sent a text to Stiles. 'Okay with Kid staying with us?'

"Uncle Ethan?" Stiles asks moving to the couch and sitting down. "I don't know any Ethans." Not that he's aware of anyway. When Scott's phone gets a text it nearly startles the hell out of him. Why in the world...

He looks at the text and smiles seeing it. Perfectly fine with that, dad. We'll have to get things for the puppy on the way home though.

John groaned. Now they were stuck with a dog too?

'Can't Deaton keep the dog?'

"Yeah, you know.., Ethan," he said with a frown. "Aiden?" Gabe didn't like that no one understood the world where he was from.

No, Deaton can't keep the dog. It's Gabe's dog, dad.

He gives a bit of a frown of his own," We don't know an Ethan and Aiden, buddy. Are they someone that we know in your time?" Hey, he was curious about the future and what happens in it. Or more like all the people in it.

"Yeah, they're family," Gabe explained. He didn't know the story of how and when the twins came into the family. He just trusted that they were. "Me, Ally, Laura, Dia, Caleb, Myles, Junior, Mamaw, Papaw, Grandpa Deaton, Grandpa Chris, Uncle Derek, Uncle Ethan, Uncle Aiden, Uncle Isaac and uh.." He frowned, unsure if he forgot someone. He goes back through it in his head but still looks confused. "Oh.. you and Daddy."

John was really not pleased about this. Fortunately he had Melissa nearby to complain to.

Stiles dutifully listens to his son and frowns slightly," Where's Allison in all of that, buddy?" After all, Isaac was there and people he didn't even know along with some that he obviously did. But he didn't hear anything mentioned of Allison Argent and wasn't sure why.

Luckily for John, Melissa gladly sits and listens to him complain.

Gabriel echoed that frown. He held his puppy a little tighter. Glancing around for Deaton, he didn't see him. You weren't supposed to lie to Mommy but he didn't want to tell the truth either. "Uh.., she's um..." He floundered thinking of a way to answer that.

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