Multi-Fandom One-Shots Part 2

Ten Years Later - Stydia (Teen Wolf)

Bobby Finstock had been coaching at Beacon Hills High School for the better part of this century. He'd seen a lot of kids come and go, but if he had to pick a favorite, the class of 2012 held a special place in his heart. Sure, there were a few that he wish he could forget about (looking at you, Greenberg), but for the most part, he loved those weirdos. Yeah, they may not have been the best at actually coming to school, but they sure had a lot of heart.

That was why he had volunteered to help host their ten year reunion. He wanted to see how their lives actually turned out once they were beyond the walls of the high school. He was especially curious about Scott McCall's pack...that's what they had called themselves, right? He swore he'd overheard it at one point or another. The group that consisted of the former team captain and his spastic best friend, the genius girl and the girl that was not book smart at all (and kind of scared him). There were a few others, he was sure of it, but he wasn't so sure they actually finished school.

By the end of their senior year, he remembered them hanging with a few kids a couple of grades below them. One of them, Liam Dunbar, turned into his assistant coach while he was going to college. Once he graduated though, he took a coaching job at Devenford Prep. Finstock still saw him at the occasional game, where they trash-talked each other before Beacon Hills inevitably lost, and Finstock would tell Liam that he told his kids to go easy on the other team. To which, Liam would respond that he told his team the same thing. They would hold their glares for a moment, before laughing and going in for a man-hug, telling the other that it was good to see them.

They never actually caught each other up on their lives. Not until the last game they had. After halftime, Finstock noticed Liam spent the rest of the game with a little boy on his shoulders. He was wearing a miniature Devenford Prep jersey. Their banter routine was broken, when Finstock walked up and said, "Wow, these kids keep getting younger and younger, I swear."

Liam laughed and raised his eyes up as he felt the little boy begin to squirm. "This is my son, Ty."

"You have a kid?" Coach seemed almost in awe.

"Yeah." Liam told him with a smile as he lifted the little boy off of his shoulders, the baseball hat he was wearing falling in the process. "For about three years now." Without missing a beat, he lowered the boy to the ground, head first. Ty reached out and grabbed his father's hat, and Liam lifted him back up, so the three year-old could place it lopsidedly back on his head. It looked rehearsed. It must have been a regular occurrence.

"I've got one of them too." Finstock motioned to Ty.

"Really?" Liam asked, slightly amused.

"Yeah...except mine's a girl. She's seven now. Lives with her mom most of the time, but I see her when I can."

"A girl, huh? I'm going to have one of those in a couple of months."

"Congratulations!"

"Thanks. Any advice?"

Coach sighed. "As annoying as they may be, enjoy the dolls and the tea parties while they last. Jessy's already starting to outgrow them.

Liam nodded. "Good to know."

"You know..." Coach began. "We should actually talk more often."

Liam nodded. "I agree."

Coach turned to walk away, but then quickly turned back. "Oh, and by the way. I told my kids to go easy on you guys."

"Really?" Liam asked. "Because I told mine the same thing."

Coach Finstock never saw the older kids, and wondered if they even lived in Beacon Hills anymore. Well, he had seen Scott McCall a couple of years ago, but, again, they didn't really catch up. To be honest, it hadn't occurred to him that he had actually seen Scott until several days later.