Peter woke to the shuffling coming from the darkened room, "Huh, Noah?" Peter mumbles.
Noah stops what he is doing "Hi, Peter. It is early go back to sleep."
"What time is it Noah?"
"Ten to five. Go back to sleep."
"Not until you get back in bed with me." Peter responded.
Noah sighed. Peter turns on the lamp, a small light lighting up their room.
He noticed Sheriff was dressed in his uniform.
"You have to work?" Peter asked.
Noah nodded "We have a lead."
"Why cannot Scott handle this one? He solves everything anyways. Please come back to bed with me Noah."
Noah frowned "They need me Peter."
"And what? I do not! I think I beat over every priority!" "And you do Peter. Except for right now. Beacon Hills needs me."
Peter huffed.
"Please do not be like that. If I could stay home then I would."
"But you have chosen not to. So no, please go."
"I am so sorry." Noah pleads.
"Please. Just leave me."
Noah leans down to kiss Peter, "I do love you."
Peter scoffed, then he rolled over.
"I will see you later tonight. Stiles is home with you today. Be nice."
"Mmh. At least a Stilinksi is here for me today." Snapped Peter.
"Please Peter. I will be home before you know it."
"Why are you still here Noah? Beacon Hills needs you."
Sheriff buttons his shirt, then leaves the room. But he does stop at Stiles door, knocking on it.
"What, dad?" Called Stiles.
Noah opened the door, "Sorry for waking you."
"I heard your argument with Peter already dad. I will watch over him today. Now stop fretting, as you do."
"I am lucky to have a son like you Stiles."
"Of course you are. Now go, or you will be late dad." Stiles urged.
"Okay. Yes I'm going."

Stiles was smiling happily with his dream when another knocked interrupted him.
"Hey...Stiles."
"What now!" Stiles groaned.
The door opened and Peter walked through.
"Are you in pain Peter?" Stiles questioned.
Peter shakes his head.
"What brings you here?"
Peter shrugged his shoulder "I was in the neighborhood. Wanted to stop by and say hello."
"Try to be serious."
"Your father and I had a..."
"You had an argument. Yeah, I heard everything."
"Sorry that we woke you so early."
"No worries. Now you seem upset about this argument."
"Noah went to work thinking I was mad at him."
"Weren't you?"
"I do not know! I am more angry at his work. He promises I am the most important thing in his life, but yet he always puts me, and you, on hold for his Sheriffly jobs." Peter ranted.
Stiles sighed "Trust me Peter. I know how you feel. I feel though I grew up without my father Peter. It was many lonely nights without my father. Yeah, sure I had Scott by my side, but he is my best friend. He is not my father. You feel..left out. Like you do not deserve for dad to come home. But you know what? He does come home, and he is the best damn dad when it comes to being a dad."
"I worry about him being a dad to this new baby. He is never home." Peter confesses.
"Dad is doing best as he knows how to be. You need to remember that this is not his first baby, he has experience from me." Stiles reminded.
"Claudia took care of you Stiles. While he was protecting this town."
"And my mom did a damn fine job I think." Stiles defended.
"She did. You are a good son Stiles." Peter praised. Stiles nodded "Thanks Peter. Now how about I cook you some breakfast? Little one must be hungry. Yeah?"
"You are a mind reader Stiles."
"Come on preggies."
"Following."

Stiles cooks eggs and linked sausages for Peter.
His mouth was watering "Everything looks so good. Thank you so much." Peter thanked.
"Not a problem. Now please eat up Peter."
The kitchen was quiet expect for the scrapping of forks. Stiles was watching Peter. Peter did not seem to notice.
Stiles continues to eat, as does Peter. Both still silent.

It was not until after breakfast when Stiles was cleaning up did he hear Peter yell.
Stiles drops the plate, running to find Peter, and the source of his yelling.
"What is wrong Peter!" Stiles yelled, running from the kitchen.
There in the middle of the living room was Sheriff.
And Peter was sobbing.
Noah had Peter wrapped into a hug rubbing his back.
Stiles catches the eye of Sheriff, "Thank you." Sheriff mouthed.
Stiles nods "You are welcome dad."

Noah and Peter lay in bed facing one another. Peter spoke up, "You raised a good through Stiles."
Noah laughed "That was all Claudia. She was the one who did the raising. I was always working. I am proud of my Claudia."
"Do you miss her? Your Claudia?" Peter whispered.
Noah was quiet, "Yes. Of course I do miss her. She was my wife. However, I know she would not want me to mourn her forever. She wants me to move on. Which is what I have done, with you. And our baby Peter." Noah places his hands on Peters tummy.
Peter places his hands on top of Noah's hands.
"I do not want to replace your wife." Peter says.
"And you are not. You are making my life happier, once again."
Peter smiles "I can only hope to make you happier."
"Being with you makes me the most happiest. I love you Peter."
"As I love you too Noah."

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