Derek: On the first day of day-care Derek did not want to let your daughter go. He was on edge all morning, not joining in on his daughter's enthusiasm. You watched him with careful eyes as he interrogated the carers, asking over and over again if she would be safe and if they knew everything about your daughter. When he started to ask if he could see their credentials you knew you had to intervene. "Okay then! Derek, come help me over here will you?" You tugged him away from the carers and gave them an apologetic look before turning to Derek and raising an eyebrow. "Seriously? You ask to see if they were legit?" "What?! I just want to make sure she's in the right hands!" You gave Derek a look of disbelief and shook your head at him. "She'll be safe Derek, I promise." You pecked him on the lips and locked eyes with him. Derek stared back at you and let out a reluctant sigh. "I know... I... It seems like she's growing up so fast." "Derek! She's only three! We're taking her to her first day of day-care." "I know that. But now it's day-care. Next it's going to be her first boyfriend and then after that I'll be walking her down the aisle-" "Lord I hope not. She is three after all." Derek laughed and kissed you on the cheek. "Daddy?" The two of you looked down to see your daughter. Derek crouched down and smiled at her, "Yes sweetheart?" "I'll be safe, I promise." She said. Derek nodded his head. "Daddy knows. I just love you so much I don't want to be away from you." She scrunched up her nose and shook her head. "I need my space." You let out a laugh and Derek stared at her with wide eyes before breaking into his own laugh. He nodded his head and wrapped her in his arms tightly. You stared down at the two, a small smile on your lips. When the hug went too long your daughter let out a little squeak and tried to pull out of Derek's grip. "Derek, let her go now." You said. Reluctantly Derek did so. You crouched down and pointed to your cheek. Your daughter smiled and placed a kiss on your cheek. "Okay, we're going to go now. We'll be here at 3 okay?" She nodded her head and said goodbye before racing off to join her friends. Derek let out a heavy sigh and you laughed before kissing him on the cheek and dragging him out of the day-care.
Isaac: You were a nurse at the hospital down at Beacon Hills Hospital. Because of this you sometimes pulled the night shift and got home way after midnight. You walked into your bedroom, absolutely exhausted and ready to collapse next to your boyfriend, when you realized that there was someone else in the bed with him. You let out a soft sigh and smiled to yourself when you saw your three year old daughter wrapped protectively in Isaac's arms. The two of them were fast asleep. You bit your lip and watched them for a minute, marvelling over how lucky you were to have the two of them. Once you were done with your marvelling you gently leant on the bed and stroked Isaac's cheek, trying to get him to wake up. He let out a bleary moan and you watched as his eyes fluttered open. "Hey." You whispered, a smile on your face. "Babe?" He asked sleepily. "Sorry, I just want to get her into bed okay?" Isaac groaned and tightened his grip on your daughter. "I'll do it." He murmured. You nodded your head and watched as Isaac got himself out of bed, with your daughter in her arms, and trudged his way out. You softly smiled to yourself and got under the sheets, letting out a sigh of relief at the feeling of a soft pillow under your head. You were ready to doze off when Isaac came back in. He slipped into bed and pulled you into his arms, placing a soft kiss onto your lips. You smiled and snuggled into him. "I love you." He whispered. "I love you too." You replied, lips connecting with his again.
Stiles: "I can't believe how much she's grown up." Said Papa Stilinski. Stiles nodded his head and looked at his dad. "I know. Sorry it's been a while since we last visited. It's just so much has happened over the past month... With the new house and the new jobs..." "No, it's okay. I know how busy life can get. You're here now, that's all that matters." The two Stilinski's exchanged smiles and each took a sip of their beers before looking away from each other. They were sitting on the back porch, watching Stiles' daughter race about the backyard with you. You let out a laugh and looked back at them. You smiled at Stiles and he smiled back at you. When you looked away Stiles bit his lip and grinned to himself. "Man I got lucky." He said. Papa Stilinski laughed and nodded his head. "You sure did. Claudia would've loved her. She would've loved both of them." Stiles' grin fell a little at the mention of his mother. His dad shifted and took another drink. "Your daughter even looks like her." Stiles looked at his dad, eyes watering a little. "Really?" He asked, voice soft. "Really. I reckon I got some pictures of your mother when she was younger. I can dig them up if you want?" "That... That sounds great." Before Papa Stilinski could say anything your daughter had raced up to the two of them. "Daddy!" She exclaimed, throwing her arms around Stiles. "Whoa! Hey baby. Get bored of mom?" She nodded her head and looked at Stiles' dad. "I want you to play with me." She basically demanded the words. He laughed and nodded his head. He let her drag him to the backyard and you took his seat, collapsing with a sigh. You watched the two with a smile before feeling Stiles' gaze on you. You looked at him and raised an eyebrow. "Everything okay?" You asked. Stiles nodded his head and smiled. "Yeah. Everything's perfect."
Scott: You came home from work to find Scott and your daughter in the kitchen. The two of them were making dinner. You leant in the doorway and watched them with a smile. Your daughter was standing on a stool so that she could reach the counter and Scott was standing protectively behind her, arms on either side of her as the two of them looked at a recipe book. "What about this one?" Asked Scott, pointing at a recipe. You watched as your daughter frowned at the page and shook her head. "No! Mommy won't like that!" She exclaimed. She flipped through the pages before stopping at one and pointing at it. "This one." She said. Scott looked at the recipe and smiled. "We can make that for mommy. She's going to love it." "Love what?" You asked, stepping into the kitchen. The heads of the two flicked to the side to see you. "No!" Exclaimed your daughter. She slipped away from Scott and raced to you. "You're not allowed in here." She said, chest puffing up as she folded her arms. Scott laughed and came over to you. "Hey." He said, kissing you before smiling at you, "She decided to make you a surprise for dinner tonight so until then you are not allowed in the kitchen." You raised an eyebrow and looked down at her. "No mommies in the kitchen!" She exclaimed, shaking her head. Scott grinned. "You heard the little miss. No mommies." You took a step back, trying to fight back a laugh and nodded your head. "Okay then, no mommies." Your daughter grinned and raced back to the counter and Scott just gave you an apologetic look. You smiled and kissed him, telling him it was okay.
