Meeting new people
Stiles laid awake that night, she wasn't sure what she was getting herself and her daughter into. She just came back from living with her mom and having that kind of relationship. Stiles really wanted to get to know her new mom to be, along with her new brothers, but it wasn't just her that she needed to think about, she also has a child that needs to be thought of first.
Another thing running through her mind was, did she really want to be moving into the new house, whenever and wherever that was, when she was turning 18 in a few weeks? It just didn't seem practical, but she needed a place to stay until she sorted out her's and Noelle's new living arrangements; maybe it wasn't so bad after all. She could always worry about it when the time came closer. But for now, for now she needed to sleep because she was taking her baby girl to go meet her new babysitter while Stiles was in school and at work.
Glancing at the clock, Stiles read that it was 1:30 in the morning and knew that her daughter would be up and going as soon as she realized that it wasn't nigh-night time anymore. So she rolled over and snuggled in her blankets and closed her eyes.
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Rolling over with a groan, Stiles cracked her eye open and looked at the clock that was on her bedside table and saw it was 8:45 am. Well, progress. She really shouldn't be happy with the fact that her daughter is sleeping in later, but she's happy that on nights Stiles is up later than she really should be, her daughter takes it in to sleep a little longer and mommy will most likely be more happy with the day.
Again, progress.
Sliding out of bed, she let her feet slip into the slippers she had gotten as a mothers day present from Noelle, Stiles made her way to her closet to get dress, since she knew it would take a little bit to get the little girl up and ready for any type of food, she knew her decision to get dress first would be a good one.
Grabbing her wild fox sweatshirt she tugged it on over her head after swiping on deodorant, she then made her way over to her dresser in order to find a pair of shorts to put on. Finding her ripped cut off shorts, Stiles decided to take her hair down so she could brush it and then put it back into a half sloppy half messy bun. After gliding her feet into her Grey Converse, Stiles deemed herself ready for the day and headed out of her room after snatching her phone and keys off the table they laid on.
Pulling out a polka dotted outfit and a red head band, Stiles went over to the toddler bed that Noelle was currently sitting up on watching her momma move around her room.
“Venture?” Noelle asked.
“Yes sweetie, we're going to go meet your new babysitter.” Stiles answered as she tossed the wet pull up away and slid on some big girl underwear on followed by the skirt she was going to wear.
“Polkas!” Noelle giggled.
“You're correct, and what color do you think it is?”
“Dots?”
“Yes the dots, silly baby.”
“Uh pink?”
“Good job. Arms up,”
She then proceeded to fix the shirt and get the headband in the right place.
“Foodies?”
“Always baby girl.” Stiles loved that her daughter seemed to like all kinds of food, hasn't found one she doesn't like. Though Noelle was still iffy on hamburger meat.
“Tay! Ost?”
“Sure we can have toast and yogurt.”
Stiles liked to have a variety of breakfast food for her little girl, never just having one thing to eat, no matter if the little lady ate all of it or not.
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“We hewe?” Noelle asked from her car seat in the back.
“We are. Are you ready?”
“Suwre”
After Stile got out of the car, she went to unbuckle her daughter from the back and then the duo made their way up the steps and to the front door.
“I do it,” Noelle said and pointed to the door bell that happened to be next to Stiles.
“Sure, make sure you do it hard enough.”
“Tay!”
To this day, Stiles still cant figure out her daughters fascination with a doorbell, be it the noise it makes, or a button she can physically push, the older woman will never know for sure.
Stiles was pulled out of her thoughts to the high screech giggle that left her daughters mouth.
“Momma, tention,” Noelle said with as much of authority a one year old could muster.
“Sorry monkey butt.” Stiles apologized and then looked over at the door.
As soon as the door open, Stiles fought how to breathe. Standing in front of her was the most gorgeous man she has ever seen a live. That beats Nick Jonas. He was standing there in a pair of skinny jeans, and a charcoal Grey jumper. Again, the most handsome man she ever laid eyes on.
“Hi!” Noelle beamed at the strange man.
“Hello pretty little lady,” The man greeted back.
The sound of giggling; had once again brought Stiles back down to life. At this rate, she was going to be winning the most spaced out mom on earth.
“Uh, hi. Is there a Talia Hale, here?” Stiles asked.
“Right this way.” The man at the door says.
“Mama! Wolfies! I go!” And that was all the warning Stiles got before Elle took off from her spot next to her mom.
“Noelle! Get back here right now!” Stiles shouted even though she didn't need to.
Hearing a grunt and then little patter of feet, Stiles waited for her 16 month old to get back to her.
“Pway time pease?” Elle asked as she skidded to a halt, almost falling over doing so.
“Not right now, and after that stunt, I don't know if you will get to play until we get home.” Stiles answered.
“I sowwy,”
“I accept your apology.”
“Kisses.”
After giving her daughter a kiss, she then proceeded to follow behind the man that answered the door.
“Talia,” The man said.
“Oh thanks Peter.”
“Welcome,” The man, well Peter answered and disappeared.
“You must be Stiles,” Talia said as she came up to stand in front of the tiny woman.
“I am. And this is Noelle.” Stiles replied.
“Mommy, I go find wolfie, pease?” Elle asked as she tapped on her moms leg.
“Oh I don't know honey,” Stiles hesitated.
“That's fine, she'll be in the house still, and I'll be able to hear her if needs to be.” Talia offered.
“Are you sure?” Stiles asked.
“Absolutely,” Talia answered in her kind voice.
“Alright baby girl. But you stay in the house alright? Yell if you need mommy.” Stiles told her daughter.
“Otay mommy!” Elle agreed and then went on a hunt to find some wolves to pester or get them to play games with her.
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Stiles couldn't believe that she just let her daughter roam in a new den, that not even herself knew of. Hopefully they knew all the hiding spots because it'll be interesting if Noelle doesn't come back when she is called.
“So Stiles, what brought you here?” Talia asked.
“Well my dad recommended your services, says you're an excellent caregiver. And you're possibly the only person in town or rather outside of town that can handle weres. So I'm here to formally asked if you could please be Noelle's caregiver while I'm in school and working. I'm done with college on the 14th of December so after that I wouldn't need a babysitter.” Stiles explained as well as asked.
“I think that will be alright. I've known your father since we were kids, so I don't see why I couldn't watch Noelle while you have classes and or working.” Talia said after a few minutes.
“Really? Thank you so much.” Stiles said as she let out a breath of air.
“It's the least I can do, after all that your father has done for this family, I would be a fool if I didn't accept this offer. I should call my family, well the ones home into the living room so they can all meet Noelle and get to know her a little bit more.”
“Okay, yeah, sure.”
“Noelle!” Stiles yelled out, while she saw Talia use an intercom the same time Stiles said something.
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After meeting everyone and letting Noelle snuggle up onto Peter, Stiles decided that it was time to go home.
“Noelle honey, we need to go meet Grandpa at home and see what we have planned for the weekend.” Stiles said.
“Can Petah come with?” Noelle asked.
“No honey, I'm sure Peter would like to stay here and be with his family.”
“We come back?”
“If its alright with Mrs. Hale.”
“Absolutely, we would love for you guys to come back. How about Saturday, we're having a cook out.”
“Can we bring anything?” Stiles asked.
“Just your lovely self and daughter.” Talia said.
“Alright, we'll be back Saturday.” Stiles agreed.
“Petah! I needs a kiss please!” Noelle said as she ran back over to the man.
After Noelle kissed Peter, the girls headed for the door.
“Mama, you needs to uh mawwy him.” Noelle said.
“Is that so?” Stiles asked as she felt the blush come to her face.
“Uh huh!” Noelle said.
And with that, they made their way to the car and then home to meet the sheriff.