Teen Wolf Imagines

Welcome to the Family

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Pairing: None

Genre: Angst, Fluff

Characters: Derek, Malia, Peter, Cora, Scott, Stiles

A/N: AU where Cora doesn't leave Beacon Hills. Set after the events of 3b.

Description: After the Hale family find out that Malia is Peter's daughter, they take her in and train her coyote side whilst Scott and Stiles help her to be human.

Derek falls back in shock but manages to catch himself on the corner of a table. Peter cradles his head in his hands. Derek closed his eyes and grimaced, putting a hand on his forehead.

"Will you please stop the brooding and tell me what you seen?" Cora was leaning against a pillar, arms crossed across her chest. Derek looked up and took a deep breath, trying to calm his racing mind. "Peter....has a daughter."

Cora steps forward, both concern and confusion written in her features. "What do you mean Peter had a daughter?! Who is she? More importantly, who did he have a kid with?"

Derek stayed silent for a few seconds before answering. "The Desert Wolf." Cora stood in the middle of the room in shock, her mouth hanging agape. Peter stood up from his chair and turned around to face his niece and nephew. "There's no chance I'm going to let the desert wolf try and get her clutches into my daughter."

Peter walked towards the door whilst Cora and Derek stared at each other in confusion. "Where are you going?!" Peter turned his head to face them. "I'm going to bring my daughter home." Cora opened her mouth to speak but Peter disappeared around the corner before she could get a word out.

"Who is his daughter?" Derek turned to his sister, sincerity in his eyes. "It's Malia."

Peter drove up to Malia's house and switched off the engine. He sat in his car for about half an hour trying to figure out the best way to tell Malia. Peter took a deep breath and stepped out of the car before heading down the pathway. He waited a few seconds before knocking, gathering his courage.

A number of thoughts whizzed through his mind. What if she wants nothing to do with me? I'm never going to be a good enough father for her. She'll be better off without me. Peter was just about to walk away when the door opened.

"Peter? What are you doing here?" His eyes widened as he heard Malia's voice behind him. His heart began to beat faster in his chest as anxiety began coursing through his body. "Hi, Malia. We have some stuff to talk about. Can I come in?"

Derek paced back and forth across the apartment floor. "What the hell is taking him so long?" Cora rolled her eyes at her brothers impatience and turned to Scott and Stiles, who had been called in for reinforcements.

"I get how you can help, Scott. You're an alpha werewolf, a true alpha. But what in the hell is pipsqueak over here supposed to do. He's a human, a rather weak one at that. How is he supposed to help?"

"Hey! I'm right here!" Stiles shook his head whilst Scott stepped forward. "Well, Stiles is Malia's anchor. He can bring her back if things get out of control." Cora nodded her head in understanding. "Alright, but I'm sure I'll be able to diffuse the situation myself."

Stiles opened his mouth to say something back but was interrupted by the door opening behind him. Everybody braced themselves for what was about to come; but nothing did.

Peter walked through the door first, looking very pleased with himself, then Malia walked inside, looking a little wary. Stiles walked towards her and wrapped his arms around her waist, engulfing her into a comforting embrace. "Are you Ok?" Stiles pulled away and looked into Malia's eyes for any sign of worry.

"I'm fine, Stiles. It's just going to take a little while to get used to. I mean, I'm a Hale. My father's Peter of all people and my uncle's Derek! My whole life has been turned upside down in a matter of hours." Stiles kissed the top of her head and pulled her close into his chest as a way to protect her from the world.

Peter walked straight towards Derek and Cora, Scott following quickly behind. "What did you tell her?" Derek looked down at his uncle, a frustrated look consuming his features. "What do you think I told her? Everything, dumbass."

Peter rolled his eyes at his nephews idiotic question. "Well, she seems to have taken it well." Cora nodded towards Stiles and Malia and the others followed her gaze. "Yeah, not at first."

They all turned to Peter, wanting him to elaborate. "I began with who her mother was, which she already knew by the way, and then I told her about what happened between the desert wolf and myself which then led onto me telling her that I'm her father. Her eyes glowed and I thought she was going to kill me." Scott muffled a laugh. "She'd have done us all a favour."

Peter glared at the Alpha before continuing his story. "As I was saying. She became a little angry but then she calmed down once it all began to set in. I told her that I, we, were going to help her hone her skills as a were-coyote."

Cora and Derek groaned. "Seriously?! You couldn't have asked us first before you signed us up for babysitting duty?!" "Well, I'm sorry. I thought you'd want to help your newly-found niece."

Scott rolled his eyes at the bickering and walked over to Stiles and Malia. "Hey, everything Ok?" They both nodded. "I heard that Peter is going to help you with your coyote side." Malia shrugged. "Yeah, I don't know how well that's going to go, you know, considering..."

She motioned over towards the bickering 'adults', to which Stiles and Scott shook their heads. "Well, how about we balance things out? Me and Stiles will help you with the normal human life stuff, like school." Malia took a second to decide but nodded. "That sounds good."

On that day, Malia gained two families. One was her blood family: the Hales. They took her in and treated her like she had been with them all her life. They taught her how to turn quicker and trained her to become stronger and faster. Soon enough, the Hales were the most feared pack of werewolves (and a were coyote) around.

The other family, was the ones that she had grew with, the ones that weren't blood but she still considered them her family: Scott, Stiles and the rest of their pack. Malia knew that they would always have her back. They helped her through the trivial time of high school and helped her balance school with training. She managed to control her anger thanks to Stiles always being by her side.