Scott had taken the babies to Deaton once they got back to Beacon Hills. They still haven't shifted back and it was starting to worry the pack. Scott wanted to make sure the hunters hadn't done anything to harm them.
On the drive back the mixed pup stayed with Theo. When Scott, or any other member, tried to take it away, it had growled and tried to bite them. Theo shrugged it off and just let the pup sleep in his lap as he drove. At one point the pup, getting cold, started scratching at Theo's shirt till it rose up. The pup crawled under and laid down, not moving till Theo moved it to take it into the clinic.
Deaton gave them a full exam. Checking their vitals, drawing blood, and testing for wolfsbane. They were healthy and strong. Deaton said one was a boy and the other was a girl. Each were about a month old. Give or take a week or two. The girl was the mixed pup, who was attached to Theo.
"From what I can tell they are still being breast fed. If they continue to stay in their wolf form, you will have to bottle feed them." Deaton grabbed a pen and pad and started writing down a formula for them to feed the babies. "Normally wolf pups can start eating semi solid foods at four weeks of age but with werewolves it's different. Their wolf form grows just as slow as their human form." Deaton handed Scott and Theo a list. "When I wolf form, fed them that ever few hours. I'll have to ask Melissa what they can be fed in human form."
"Just one more thing. The girl, she's a bit..." Scott trailed off trying to figure out what word to use. "Attached to Theo. She won't let any of us touch her. Is it cause she's mixed like him?" Theo was curious as well. He didn't mind the pup wanting to be with him, he just wanted to know why.
"It could be. She may have scented the coyote and wolf in him, and figured he was a safe bet for protection." Deaton gave the chimera a smile while handing him the girl. She immediately started licking Theo's face and trying to bite his chin. Theo just smiled and walked away with her.
"Do you think it's a bad idea if I let her stay with Theo?" Scott knew the chimera was working hard to redeem himself and so far had done nothing but good. The alpha still had his reasons for not letting him into the pack, but he'd come to think of Theo as an ally. He just worried about the chimera being responsible for a life that wasn't his own.
"Has Theo given you a reason to not trust him with her?" Scott thought it over. So far Theo has done nothing but been gentle and playful with the pup. "No." Deaton smiled. "He lives with Liam now, correct?" Scott nodded. "So he won't be alone in caring for her?" Scott sighed heavily. Theo would have Liam and Liam's parents to help watch the pup. It was a good thing Liam finally came clean about the supernatural after the Anuk-ite was defeated. Scott didn't want to try and explain everything to them, then try and explain the child.
Scott left Deaton's, carrying the boy in one arm, and went home. He figured he could drop the pup off with his mom, explain what was going on, then go to the store to get the stuff on the list. He just hoped Theo was having better luck with his pup.
"Ok sweetheart, I need you to stay in that seat while I drive. Your fur tickles me too much." He kissed the girl's head as he placed her down on the passenger seat. He had left the clinic and went straight to the store. He wanted to get the ingredients for the formula so he can feed the baby once he gets home. Plus he needed bottles, clothes, diapers, and more. Just in case she shifted back. The pup however, refused to let him out of her sight, or let him put her down.
He had carried her through the store because if he put her down she started howling and whining. He tried to put her on the seat so he can unload the basket but once again she began to whine. He wanted to get home quickly, but he couldn't focus with her laying under his shirt. He figured she was seeking his warmth and he was ok with that but her fur was a bit to fluffy. It tickled Theo and made it hard to concentrate.
"C'mon sweetheart, just sit still and when we get home I'll cuddle you all you want." She seemed to understand him. She walked in a circle before lying down and watching him. He smiled and got in the drive side.
It was a short ride home. Theo didn't know how long he had before the pup decided she wanted Theo's attention again. He rushed the pup inside and placed her down on the couch, wrapping his hoodie around her. Then he grabbed all the groceries and rushed them in. He put them away, leaving out everything to make the pup something to eat.
When he was done he set to work on following Deaton's, very detailed, instructions on making the formula. Careful to strain all the bubbles. When the mixture was done he poured it into a bottle and walked into the living room. He found the pup trying to wrap the jacket around her small body. Rolling and wiggling around, growling when the jacket didn't cooperate.
"Ok, ok." Theo chuckled and picked her up and wrapped the jacket around her. Successfully turning her into a wolf pup burrito. "Are you hungry sweetheart?" He grabbed the bottle, testing the temperature of the liquid on his wrist. It was just warm enough to give to her. He sat on the couch and placed the nipple by her muzzle. She sniffed it before taking it into her mouth and drinking.
"Slow down. I don't want you to drown." He tipped the bottle down slowing how much she could drink. She slowed down and soon they both found a good pace. Theo sat back and let her drink. Soon her eyes started to close. When the bottle was half empty, she stopped sucking.
Theo pulled the bottle away and placed it on the coffee table. "Did you get full?" Theo laid her against his chest and rubbed her back. She started to fall asleep and soon Theo's eyes started closing.
That's how Liam and his parents found the two. Theo was laying on the couch, with the mixed pup laying on his chest. She was still wrapped up in his hoodie.

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A Pup Of Our Own
FanfictionThe pack rescue two, recently orphaned, babies. One becomes very attached to Liam and Theo. Theo can't seem to give up the little ball of fluff and rage.