11- Derek + Stiles

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•Title: "Memories"

•Requester: me

•Warnings: violence, injury

•Inspiration: uh I just like the idea of sterek having a kid

•Type: fluff/angst

A/N: I got nothing for here, but if you guys don't send in requests, I'm gonna run out of shit to write. regular text will be real time, and italics will be memories. 

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"here, place her on the table," Deaton says as Derek places his paralyzed, bleeding, daughter down.

"What happened?" Stiles asks as he rushes in. 

"Leah showed up out of nowhere. A guy had a knife. It had wolfsbane on it and something else. I couldn't distinguish the scent," Derek explains, rushing his words as he watches the doctor check Leah out. 

"It appears the blade was coated in a mixture of a few different wolfsbanes, mistletoe, and a more concentrated kanima venom," Deaton says. 

"You can fix her, right?" Stiles asks, a sense of desperation in his voice. 

"Yes, and I'll use a tranquilizer on her to keep her still once the venom wears off," he responds and quickly gets to work. 

Stiles buries his head into Derek's chest and cries, not liking seeing Leah in pain, or hurt.

"Okay, that should make it so she begins to heal. It will take a bit due to the toxins, but right now we will just wait for her to wake up. She'll be pretty out of it and loopy," with that, the doctor leaves the three of them alone.

Stiles and Derek both find seats next to the table and sit.

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Derek sighs as he pulls his car into the driveway. He had been doing some research on their recent villain -  a shapeshifter that can shift into someone they know you won't kill. He spent a week and a half traveling the country, meeting with many experts on mythology, but came up empty. Nobody had any idea on how to stop it. Feeling defeated, he gets out of the car and pops the trunk. He walks to it, turning his back towards the house and grabbing his duffle bag. 

"Papa!" Derek turns around to see a five year old Leah rushing towards him. 

"Hey munchkin! Were you good for your daddy?" Derek asks as he picks his daughter up along with his bag and begins the walk to the house.

"mhm," Leah nods with a bright smile just as Stiles walks out, "daddy look! Papa's home!"

"I see that, baby. Lunch is on the table. Go eat and then you can play with papa."

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"This is Stilinski," Stiles says as he answers his phone.

Leah watches as he gets ready to go into work, "but daddy! we were gonna have a tea party!" 

"I know, sweetie. If you still haven't had your tea party when I get home, we will have one. I promise," he says before leaving a pouting Leah in the room. 

Leah smirks and runs to the office where her papa is working. 

"Daddy at work but he promised a tea party!" Leah whines, pulling out her cutest face. 

"Well, let's have a tea party, then,"  and within minutes, Derek is wearing a tiara and boa and sipping imaginary tea, with his pinky up of course. 

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When Leah wakes up the next morning, she rushes down the stairs to see Stiles on the couch as Derek is on his morning run. 

"Well good morning, princess. Now did you ever get that tea party?" Stiles asks. 

"No," she says quietly with a pout. 

"Well, we have to fix that!" He says before he is in the same position Derek was the night before. 

A few moments pass before Derek walks into the room, "ah, having another tea party I see."

"What do you mean another?"

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"Alright Daddy! I'm ready!" Leah shouts before running into the room. She had insisted Stiles not see her costume before trick or treating. 

"Oh my goodness!" Stiles shouts with a smile. 

Leah smiled as she fixed the little star on her sheriff's uniform. 

"Look, daddy! I'm you!" Leah says proudly before the family leaves to go trick or treating with the pack. 

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Stiles looks over to Derek and then back to Leah. 

"I miss the days when the most we had to worry about was her tricking us both into tea parties," Derek says with a sigh. 

"Yeah but she was seven then. Now she's seventeen."

Just then, Leah wakes up and sits up, ignoring her fathers' protests. She gladly welcomes the tearful hugs from them before the pack bursts in to join them. 

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A/n: rushed ending but I love the idea of Derek having a tea party with his kid. 

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