Unexpected

SIXTY-FIVE

Chapter Sixty-Five
Home Coming and Bonding

I woke up to the sunlight shining through the hospital curtains. A yawn left my lips as I stretched. I finally got to sleep a solid 4 hours, thankfully. I sat up on the bed, my eyes scanning the room. Stiles refused to leave last night and was stretched across the other bed, sound asleep still.

Scott was sitting in the recliner, fast asleep and I couldn't help but awe at the sight. Olivia was curled up on his chest, fast asleep and Noah was sleeping contently between Scott's legs. I quietly moved to grab the camera, knowing that I just needed a photo of this.

The flash woke up Scott with a start, his grip on Olivia tightening slightly and his free hand going to protect Noah, his eyes flashed red for a moment before he calmed down and settled into the chair.

"You scared me," he whispered, checking on Olivia and Noah quickly before finding my gaze. I smiled at him, "sorry, you guys are just so cute. I couldn't resist." Scott sighed contently, his eyes falling onto Noah with a smile.

"Are you ready to go home today?" He asked, looking back up at me. I nodded, crossing my legs so I could sit up. "I miss my bed." I ran my fingers through my hair, "are you staying over tonight?"

Scott nodded, "if that's okay with you. I'll sleep on the floor--" I cut him off with an eye roll. "Don't be ridiculous, Scott. You can sleep in the bed. I'm not mad anymore, I mean, sure I don't entirely forgive what happened but, I'm not mad."

A smile lit up his face, and he went to respond but, was cut off by Stiles. "Don't go to the valley.... no..." I threw the remote at Stiles, successfully waking him up. He jumped awake, looking around quickly with his sleepy eyes.

He looked over to the crib and sat up quickly, eyes wide, "where's the babies?" I laughed lightly, feeling appreciative that my brother cared for my children so much. "Scott has them, calm down." Stiles visibly relaxed, laying back on the bed with a yawn. "When do we get to go home?"

I shrugged my shoulders, my eyes on Noah as I noticed him beginning to wiggle around and open his mouth. His dark grey eyes blinked open for a moment and I knew he was going to be hungry.

"The doctor said around 2? So hopefully then." I got up from the bed and cradled Noah to my chest. He was so perfect... I had no idea that I could love someone as much as I loved him and Olivia. It was insane. "Good morning," I smiled at him while climbing back in bed, holding him in front of me, close enough, so he could see me.

Hie eyes blinked open and he stared at me, taking in my face. I smiled widely at my baby, kissing his chubby cheeks that were just so perfect. As I kissed him, his hand reached up to grab my face, his fingers spread across my cheeks as his nails lightly scratched against my skin.

I love him so much.

After signing the last of the paperwork (most of it ensuring that I knew how to not kill my babies) I was able to go home. Melissa took a lunch to drive us to my house, which I was thankful for because there was absolutely no way I was putting Olivia and Noah in the back of Stiles' jeep.

Roscoe was going to have to get checked out by a mechanic before either one of them would be put inside. Stiles reluctantly agreed. I carefully dressed Olivia and Noah in their going home outfits. Olivia wore a white onesie, baby pink pants that had a sparkly tutu on the waist band, and a pink jacket that had white polka dot hearts and zipped up to keep her warm.

Noah was in a white onesie as well, with blue pants, and a baby blue jacket that had a little tucks on the pockets. They were both wearing hats and mittens that were in corresponding colors and they both had thick white socks on their feet.