Scallison Oneshots

Cop!Scott Single Mom!Allison

Scott goes over to a house on a noise complaint and finds a beautiful woman holding a screaming baby boy as a little girl with strawberry blonde pigtails pulls on the hem of her shirt, and he's stuck.
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Scott walked up the house in some stiff, preppy neighborhood where all the rich parent's seemed to live latley, this house had gotten several noise complaints recently. People were saying they could hear a kid screaming and crying and they were worried. Honestly, Scott knew they were just nosey neighbors, but he did get a call that someone had thought it might be a possible case of child abuse, which Scott seriously doubted, but it was his job to check these kinds of thing's, so here he was, checking.

Scott walked up to the door and knocked. He could faintly hear the sound of a baby crying and another kid throwing a tantrum. A few minutes later a beautiful woman with long black hair and beautiful brown eye's opened the door. She was holding a baby who was screaming his head off as she tried to sooth him and there was a little girl with strawberry blonde pigtails yanking on the hem of her shirt yelling about how she wanted the new Barbie movie. The woman looked tired and close to tears, but her face morphed into one of shock when she saw Scott's deputy uniform.

"Officer?" She asked hesitantly. He smiled.

"May I come in?" He asked. She mumbled an of course before stepping out of the way. The house was spotless except for a few toys scattered around here and there. "We got a noise complaint and someone called in a possible case of child abuse, but everything in here shows that you obviously aren't harming your children." Scott informed her, cutting right to the chase. The woman looked pissed.

"Lydia, go play in your room for a bit please." She smiled. Once the little girl, Lydia, had run along she turned back to Scott. "I'm not abusing them, and the noise complaints are probably because Stiles here keeps waking all through the night and crying, see he has colic and there's nothing to really treat it, but the neighbors wouldn't know that because they can't be bothered to take care of their own children and have nannys running around 24/7." The woman growled. Then she sighed. "Sorry, I'm Allison Argent." She smiled.

"Nice to meet you Allison, I'm deputy Scott McCall." Scott smiled. Stiles seemed to be fussing even more now. "Do you mind if I try holding him for a bit? My niece has colic as well." Scott said.

"Go ahead, I'm going to run to the bathroom real fast, be back in a jiffy." She smiled as she carefully handed the baby over. Stiles took a minute but soon he calmed down and snuggled into Scott's neck as he fell asleep. Allison came back a few minutes later looking refreshed. "H-How'd you do that?" She asked. Scott shrugged, mindful of Stiles' head still against his neck.

"Don't know, my niece does just the same thing when I hold her." Scott said as he handed Stiles back. "Have a good day ma'am." He said before walking out of the house.

The second time he was called out to the house, the call was from Allison herself. He got there quickly and was surprised to see a woman with blonde hair on the front porch screaming at Allison to let her in.

"Ma'am, you need to leave." Scott said as he walked up to her. Inside the house he could hear Stiles crying, he wasn't sure if it was colic of the fact some crazy lady was screaming at his mom.

"That's my niece, I have a right to spend time with her." The lady yelled at him. This must be Kate Argent. Her aunt. Allison had a restraining order on her.

"Yes and I'm under the impression that you are supposed to be at least 300 yards away from Allison at all times because of a case of child abuse against you from when she was younger." Everyone knew that case. Kate was crazy and used to hit Allison and verbally abuse her when she was little, as soon as Allison's dad found out, Kate was thrown in jail and every precaution available to keep Kate away from him and his daughter was put into place.

"That's not true!" Kate yelled. "Just let me in Allison! ALLISON!" Kate screamed. Scott had enough. He cuffed Kate and put her in the back of the squad car before calling for back up to handle her while he checked on Allison. He knocked softly.

"Allison, we took care if her, she violated the restraining order, apparently for the thrid time, she'll be going away for quite a while." Scott called softly. The door was quickly opened and Allison hughed him close.

"Thank you." She said softly. Stiles was pressed between them but he didn't seem to have a problem with it, he only latched on to Scott's uniform and wouldn't let go.

"Dep'ty Scott?" Lydia asked from behind Allison.

"Yes Lydia?" He asked. Lydia reached for his hand.

"Will you come check under my bed please?" She asked softly. Scott smiled, who was he to say no to such a sweet little girl.

"Of course sweetheart." Scott said as he followed Lydia upstairs.

The third time Scott went to the house was on his own accord. It was after work, he and Allison had been dating for about five month's now and everything was falling into place perfectly. He had just moved in with them, Allison didn't want to move her kid's out of the house they had basically grew up in, and he got that. They were closer now then ever. Lydia even asked if she could call him dad! Scott unlocked the door and followed the sound of Stiles' fussing to the living room. He was whining as Allison tried to get him to go to sleep. She looked exhausted.

"Hey babe, why don't you go lay down, I'll put this little monster to bed." he said tickling Stiles' tummy. Stiles giggled sleepily. Allison smiled and kissed him greatfully before heading up to bed. When she got up in the morning she found both of them passed out on the couch, Stiles drooling peacefully on Scott uniform. And if she took a picture and framed it, it was nobody's business but hers.

Don't hand your kid off to random strangers.... even if it is a cop, deputy, sheriff, Tyler Hoechlin. . . . Don't!
And I take requests, and I'm running out of ideas... so make requests!

*if I added in a Scott/Allison/Stiles fic would anybody read?*