'Teen Wolf' Imagines

Legal Guardians (Scott, Stiles, & Liam)

Shortly after the end of his sophomore year, the pack threw Liam a surprise party at Lydia's lake house just days after his real birthday. His parents had surprised him with a trip to the beach for his birthday and couldn't celebrate it with the pack until after he got back. The party wasn't just with the pack, Mason was there, so was Brett, the rest of the lacrosse team, and some of Liam's friends in his classes. The party was supposed to be fun, a night away from the supernatural world, and being normal teenagers for once. Except, that party took a turn for the worse, and it became a night Liam would never forget.

"What's wrong?!" Stiles asked as he reached to Lydia who dropped a tray full of drinks after a scream. "Who was it?" Stiles whispered low enough just for Lydia to hear.

Everyone stood in place, looking at Lydia and wondering if she was okay. The pack however knew exactly what happened, someone had died. They dragged her into an empty bedroom. Everyone stared at her, hoping for some answers, but were too afraid to ask and know the truth.

Lydia couldn't say it. She couldn't utter the names. Instead she did the only thing she could do. Tears streamed down her high cheekbones as she walked towards Liam. She hugged him tightly and repeatedly whispered 'sorry' in his ear. In a matter of seconds, Melissa called with the bad news. Liam's parents died instantly in a car accident.

It's been a little over two years. Scott and Stiles were in their second year at UC Davis and Liam was experiencing his last year in high school. Since the night of the accident, Scott and Stiles had taken him under their wing. They both loved Liam. They saw him as family, and as they say in Lilo and Stitch, 'no one gets left behind'. Together, they thought it would be best to get an apartment and have Liam live with them after going through the process of becoming his legal guardians. Scott still worked for Deaton and even managed to get a part time job for Liam. While Stiles worked as a dispatcher at the Beacon Hills Police Department, a decision his father constantly regretted as Stiles frequently interfered with the calls and passed along the messages to Scott if it was anything remotely close to being supernatural related. Regardless, their jobs are what got the bills paid.

Liam was sprawled on his twin size bed on his stomach, his arms and legs hanging off the edges of the mattress. Liam's new bedroom is different from his old room. It's half the size he's used to. His new room was simple. A twin size bed, a small closet, a dresser, and he chose to have a small shelf for his video games instead of a small desk. On top of the small shelve, is a small 21" flat screen TV. Sure, he missed his king size bed, walk-in closet, and his 57" flat screen TV that was mounted on the wall, but he was grateful for what he had.

Scott pounded on Liam's door with a closed tight fist before walking in to find Liam sprawled out in his bed. "Time to get up!" Scott hollered as he shook Liam up. Liam groaned in protest. "Liam, you missed your alarm. You're going to be late! Get up!" Scott tugged Liam's leg, making Liam grunt and hide his head under his pillow.

"Fine!" Scott walked out of Liam's room. "I give up!" Scott walks to the kitchen to see Stiles popping in some Poptarts in the toaster and grabbing a Gatorade from the fridge.

"He won't wake up, Stiles."

Stiles placed the Gatorade on the kitchen counter top. "Let me try." Stiles made his way to Liam's room to find him lightly snoring under his pillow. Stiles sat on the edge of the bed and gently patted his hand on Liam's back. "Liam, you need to wake up, bud."

"I don't wanna," Liam's voice sounded muffled.

"You're going to be late to school and you're going to miss the bus. If you miss the bus, you'll miss out on your senior field trip, which means you'll stay in school all day doing school work." Stiles cooed softly.