The hospital was a dead end. Derek headed to the school. Issac was getting Allison and Scott was with the sheriff. Baby volunteered to go back to the station to see if anymore calls came in. When he got there the station was almost empty. Only Parrish remained on the front desk. The man looked up as Baby entered. "Vampire", he nodded. The statement a acknowledged. I know you, you know me.

"Hell hound", Baby greeted back. "Sorry for breaching your territory but it is not malicious".

"I know. Besides. The whole of beacon hills sort of belongs to Scott and his pack anyway".

"True". Baby sighed and sat down on one of the waiting chairs. "Has there been anymore calls?" His voice was slightly desperate.

"No. But agent McCall is here".

Almost at the mention of his name, a office door burst open and the FBI agent burst out. Baby had only seen the man briefly previously. He knew that he was Scott's father but he hadn't actually talked to the man. (After the barrow incident he made himself scarce. He really didn't want fbi attention on him). The man was tall, Scott obvious got his height from his mother. With dark hair and Scott's cheekbones. One of his arms was in a sling and he was waving a piece of paper in his other hand. "Is this the exact transcript of Scott and Stiles' phone call?" Aganet McCall asked Parrish.

"It's what he gave us".

"But these words. Stiles says, 'something smells terrible. My eyes are watering'". McCall looked at Parrish. The man shrugged.

"Hi, my name is Melissa McCall and I'm hoping to see agent McCall", Melissa's voice sounded at the entrance. Baby jumped to his feet and ran out to see her. Behind him he could hear Agent McCall following.

"What are you doing here?" Baby asked.

"My shift was over. I just wanted to see if I could help. What are you doing here?"

"Scott's with The sheriff and Issac went to go and get Allison and Derek is at the school. I just wanted to come here so that if enhancing new comes in I could be there". Baby sniffed at the last word. This reminded him of his sister. Long night where she would go hunting and he would wait until dawn for her return. Then there was the one night when she didn't come back.

Melissa sighed. "Oh baby. Come and have a hug". She opened her arms and Baby stepped into her hold. She smelt reassuring and motherly, tinged with hospital smell. But it was the warmth and the thought that counted. Melissa looked up round Baby's head to Agent McCall. "Did you find anything?"

Agent McCall gave Baby a quizzical look but nodded. "I think I might have an idea. Do you have your car?"

Melissa and Baby ended their hug so that she could fish her keys out of her bag. "Good. I need you to drive". Agent McCall headed to the doors. Melissa and Baby followed without a word. The car beeped when it unlocked and they all folded into the seats, Baby climbing into the back.

"We need to head to the coyote den they found at the Tate case", Agent McCall stated as Melissa started the car. "I think he might be there and I think he might be still asleep". The car pulled out of the parking lot and turned down the road into the woods.

"What do you mean? You think he's still sleeping?" Melissa asked.

"People who sleep walk can do crazy things. One guy cooks himself an entire meal, another was found mowing the lawn naked".

"Stiles has got a history of sleepwalking", Baby nodded.

Agent McCall frowned at him in the rear view mirror. "Who are you exactly?"

"He's Stiles' boyfriend", Melissa answered.

"The name is Baby. Baby Spencer", Baby supplied.

"Baby? B A B Y Baby?"

"Yep. Go on about what you were saying about Stiles being asleep".

Agent McCall gave Baby a confused look but continued talking. "Remember that time I was drunk and needed to go to the bathroom and you shouted 'what are you doing'?"

"I found you in the closet peeing into the laundry basket", Melissa chuckled. "You were drunk off your ass".

"Well I thought it was the bathroom. But the point is, what if Stiles just thinks he's in a basement. That he called Scott while asleep and is dreaming about being in a basement. And is still asleep right now". Baby was silent at the information. It worried him. He just hoped that Agent McCall was right.

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Baby was out of the car as soon as it stopped. Melissa and Agent McCall on his heels. It was dark and Agent McCall had his torch out but Baby didn't need it. He scrambled over the dirt and leaves towards the dark hole of the coyote den in the earth. "Stiles!" He called as he peered inside. He could see a limp form. "Stiles".

"I see him!" Agent McCall shouted as he shone the torch inside. Baby crawled forwards and grasped Stiles by the ankle. The two other pairs of hands reaching out to help him. Stiles began screaming. Desperate fearful screams. As soon as he was free, Baby was pulling him to his chest and holding him close. Melissa at his side.

"Stiles. Stiles it's just us. Stiles it's us", she reassured. "You're alright, it's okay".

Stiles struggled in their arms for a bit longer before slowly calming. "Stiles. Stiles it's me. It's Baby, stiles", Baby spoke softly. "I'm cold. Hold my hand. I'm cold aren't I? It's okay Stiles. You're awake now". Stiles let out a choked sob and clung to him. He was shaking with cold but his eyes were clear when he looked at them. Baby let out a inward breath of relief at seeing his eyes and smelling the emotion. This was his stiles.

"Romeo?" Stiles' voice was small. He took a shuddering breath and pressed his face into Baby's shoulder. He was still shaking, breathing heavily as he tried to stop hyperventilating. "Oh god. Babes. Baby".

"I'm here. It's okay. You're alright". Baby pressed a hand to his head, fingers in dark hair as Stiles clung to him. "You're alright. You're alright". He rocked them gently as the boy in his arms sobbed. Baby rubbing calming circles with his thumbs. Stiles shaking and gasping through his sobs. "You're alright Stiles".

——

Sheriff Stilinski and Scott met them in the hospital. The sheriff headed straight for the hospital room, peering through the small window in the door. Inside the room was mostly dark. Stiles was asleep on the bed. He was pale and dressed in a hospital gown. A iv line was stuck in his arm and he was wrapped warmly with many layers of blankets. Baby was holding his hand. The bronze haired boy sitting in a chair next to the bed. A head on a bent arm, face watching Stiles.

The sheriff sighed and opened the door quietly. Scott stayed outside but watched through the window as Noah crossed over to the bed and ran a hand over his son's hair gently. Baby turned to him as he entered and sat up, but didn't let go of Stiles' hand. Noah nodded at him. "Thank you".

Baby nodded back. He didn't need to say anything. Time and time again he had proven his loyalty to Stiles. It was clear that the vampire would do anything for him. He had given up his past, and his present, fought for them and almost died for them. Scott knew that Baby was pack now no matter what the others thought. He was part of their pack and none of them would abandon their pack member.

Noah sighed and reached out to ruffle Baby's hair. The boy froze and stared at the older man with wide eyed surprise, like he was unable to simply comprehend the fatherly action. "Get some sleep kid. You look just as dead on your feet as he does", the sheriff gestured towards his sleeping son.

"But what if he walks away again?" Baby asked softly. "I was asleep right next to him and I didn't even see him leave. I didn't even wake up. Are you not angry at me? For not keeping him safe?"

Noah sighed and if he didn't look worn, as if the weight of the town was on his shoulders, he seemed to sag a bit more at the expression. "Son. If I have realised anything when raising Stiles is that there is no stopping this boy. I don't care what you are, he would have found a away to escape your notice if he wanted. There's nothing to blame son. You did nothing wrong".

Baby blinked and seemed to shrink in on himself slightly. He nodded and rested his head back on his arm, watching Stiles silently. Noah huffed and teller out, closing the door softly behind him. He met Scott's gaze. "Why do I feel like I've just gained a second son?" He asked.

Scott smiled and shrugged. "I don't know much about Baby but I do know that he probably got more fathering from you in that last minute than he has probably had in the last eleven years".

Noah sighed deeply and pressed his fingers into the bridge of his nose. "You'd better catch me up on Vampires. I need to know all about them if that boy id going to continue to stay under my roof. Come on, let's talk to your parents".

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Soft boi moments. Baby and Stiles both need hugs. They need to give each other hugs.