Liam Dunbar Imagines

Little Lucas Dunbar

"Liam's acting weird." Mason declared as he sat at the table the pack had gathered around.

"Isn't he always a little weird?" Lydia sighed with an eye roll as she translated Stiles who had shoved a mouthful of fries in his mouth before speaking.

"He has been missing practise." Scott pointed out and frowned at Stiles when he went to speak again.

"Yeah but has he ever asked Coach to take him off the team and bench him before?" Mason muttered and everyone hummed.

"Maybe my superior skills intimidated him." Stiles gasped as he downed his water to help wash down the fries.

"You are not intimidating." Malia told Stiles who pulled a face in response.

"Has he not told you what's wrong?" Scott asked Mason who shook his head, following the group as they got up and started walking through the halls.

"No, he's hiding a secret or something, it has to be, what else could have happened." Mason rambled on and Stiles snorted out a laugh.

"Anything could have happened as long as it was a secret." He pointed out and Scott shook his head at his friend who shrugged. "We could always just go and find him."

"He isn't at school today, he texted me to tell coach he couldn't play in tomorrow's game and he wasn't sure if he'd be able to stay on the team." Mason told them and everyone exchanged worried looks.

"We'll go see him after school." Scott muttered.

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"Lucas come on you can do it!" Liam cheered as the toddler smiled and hurried over to him only to suddenly veer sideways and look shocked that he hadn't reached his intended goal.

"NO." The boy shouted as he pouted at his feet, his brother chuckling as he crouched down and caught the boy's attention. "Liam!" He pointed at him and squealed in delight, rushing towards him.

"Shall we practise Lacrosse?" Liam asked and grabbed his stick, putting the ball in the next before gripping his hands over the child's and gently tossing it to the tire hung from a tree across the garden.

"Yay!" The boy cheered and clapped his hands, leaning so he could look up at Liam.

"I'm going to get your hat and sunscreen ok?" Liam smiled when the boy nodded and dragged the stick around, whipping it through the air when he couldn't use it like Liam showed him.

Liam hurtled back outside, dropping everything in the process, when sobbing met his ears. Immediately little hands fisted his joggers and a damp little face buried into his stomach as he tried to console the boy.

"Liam?" Lydia asked softly and he glanced up, flinching when the pack took in how exhausted they looked.

"Who's this little guy?" Stiles asked gently as he crouched down, bouncing one the stray balls, that were lay across the garden, in the palm of his hand.

"My... brother Lucas." He mumbled reluctantly letting the boy hurry to Stiles so he could throw the ball and clapped when Stiles quickly retrieved it for him.

"He's cute... are you ok, you're missing school and pack meetings, you got yourself cut from the team?" Scott mumbled and glanced around, normally one of Liam's parents would hurry out with food or to check up on everyone.

"Yeah we're fine." Liam snapped quickly which made it obvious even to Lydia and Mason that he was lying. "No... My parents, they just left in the night and I don't know where they are."

"What do you mean just left in the night, they have you and a kid to look after?" Stiles asked, quickly having to focus on Lucas again who threw a ball at him.

"We were at my game and then we came home, the babysitter said some weird stuff and my parents decided they'd get a new one, Lucas made me read him a story and I fell asleep next to his bed." Liam swallowed and looked down when Lucas scrambled to him and demanded to be lifted up. "I woke up and they were gone, the doors were all locked and I couldn't smell anything weird so... I figured you know."

"Liam, you should have told us." Scott said with a worried look as he glanced at Stiles who reached for his phone.

"You're sure they didn't leave a note or anything?" Stiles asked and Liam nodded, letting Lucas clutch onto him.

"Mommy?" He asked quietly and Liam shushed him.

"I know but I'm sure they'll be back soon." Liam whispered and took the boy inside to give him a drink, jerking his head for the pack to follow him. "They didn't leave a note, money, Lucas is... trying to potty train and I've run out of nappies... I was going to try and find a job or something."

"Liam, you should have told us, we can help you." Lydia insisted as Mason nodded and sat next to Lucas, handing him his snack.

"I'll go see if I can find their scent and maybe figure out where they went." Malia offered with an awkward smile.

"I'll phone Dad and let him know what's going on, he'll probably be able to come up here seeing as you can't lug Lucas all the way down to the station." Stiles said before excusing himself from the room.

"Why didn't you just tell me?" Scott asked as he looked at Lucas, smiling when he fussed a little and Liam rushed to help him.

"I thought my parents abandoned me, what was I going to say?" Liam asked as he cleaned up the toddler and set him on the floor, smiling when the child demanded to be held so he could look at Scott from a safe distance.

"Liam, something might have happened and if it hasn't we can help you, I'll call Mom and tell her what's happened I'm sure she'd be ok with you staying and she'll be able to help you get stuff." Scott smiled when Liam seemed to relax a little.

"I'm pretty sure I know a bunch of people with old baby clothes, it might be designer stuff but I mean... clothes are clothes, right?" Lydia offered as she looked through the fridge and managed to find enough ingredients to cook something edible.

"Thanks guys." Liam mumbled as he smiled at his brother.