A/N: The original idea for my fic was to write Melody's life story but I had to set up the background for her parents and it gave me a legit excuse to write something Pelissa (PeterxMelissa) so here's more of my fantasies, I hope you enjoy reading them as much as I love writing them :3
Four Years Later:
"Scotty!" A shriek filled the hall ways as a little girl raced to the front door to hug her older brother.
Scott smiled as Melody's perfect blonde curls hung over her shoulders, "Hey Goldilocks," His big brown eyes met her sparkling blues. Though Scott would never admit it his little sister meant the world to him.
"Oh good your finally here," Melissa walked in the room, "Your fifteen minutes late, you know?"
"I am twenty-one years old, it's called life, I got stuck behind every slow person and caught every red light in Beacon Hills," Scott rolled his eyes.
"Is Kira with you?" Melissa added as she walked out the room to grab her purse.
"No, she stayed home," Scott shook his head.
Melody began to pout, "But I made her cookies."
"Well," Scott sat her down and snickered, "I'll just have to eat them all myself."
"No!" Melody cried, "Take them home for her," She regained her composer and smiled sweetly.
"You are a little tyrant for a four year old," Scott shook his head.
"I know," She smirked.
"I tell her that everyday," A voice came from behind.
"Daddy!" She squealed with delight and raced for the comfort of her father's arms.
"Peter," Scott stiffened.
"Scott," Peter replied with the same stiffness.
Melody scrunched up her nose and questioned, "Scotty, why don't you call daddy, daddy?"
Scott was taken by surprise at her question and he didn't know how to explain to a four year old they were only half siblings.
"Out of the mouth of babes, right?" Peter laughed forcefully.
"What's a babe?" Melody piped up once again.
"A babe is a hot girl," Scott replied smugly.
"But I'm kinda cold," Melody shivered.
Scott and Peter burst into laughter just then Melissa reentered the room.
"I swear if I got payed for every time I lost my purse," She mumbled then looked up at Peter, "Ready to go?"
"Yes," He kissed Melody's forehead and set her down.
"Thanks again for watching her Scott," Melissa kissed her son then leaned down to her daughter, "Behave for your brother, okay?"
"Yes ma'm," She leapt into her mother's arms and planted a kiss on her cheek as Melissa returned the favor.
"Bye Princess," Peter patted Melody's head.
"Bye bye daddy, bye bye mommy, I love you," She waved as they left.
Scott turned on the TV and sat down.
"I'm bored," Melody sighed.
"What do you want to watch?" Scott exhaled.
"Daddy says TV melts your brain," She crossed her arms.
"I watch TV all the time-" Scott began but Melody interrupted.
"I rest my case," She grinned.
"Fine," Scott rolled his eyes.
"Wanna play Extreme Barbie?" She held up to dolls in horrible condition, "Daddy plays it with me all the time."
"Peter plays with barbies?" Scott burst into laughter.
"Well sorta," Melody shifted.
Scott took one of the dolls from her, "How do you play?"
"Well you put them through a bunch of test to see who's the most extreme barbie," Melody explained, "You flush them down the toilet, drop them from the staircase and boil them in hot water!" She squealed at the thought of mayhem.
"You're your father's daughter alright," He shook his head with a smirk.
"So...wanna play?"
"Sure," Scott said with a shrug.
After an extreme amount of insane test, such as, running the dolls over, jumping on them, and in one case lighting one on fire, Melody had had her fill of mayhem and Scott settled her down for a nap.
"Can you tell me a story?" Melody whispered in a sleepy tone, "Daddy always tells me a story."
Scott sighed and finally managed to tell her about little red riding hood.
"That was a nice story," Melody yawned, "But next time, don't kill the wolf, he was just hungry..." Her voice drifted.
"Sure thing Mel," Scott kissed her forehead then left the room.
'Ring! 'Ring! 'Ring!
"Hello?" Scott picked up his cellphone.
"Hey Scott, it's Stiles," The man on the other line said hastily, "We need you now, we can't get ahold of Peter and -" Stiles rambled.
"I can't, I'm babysitting," Scott looked into Melody's room just to see her sleeping.
"Dude, we need your Alpha crap, now!" Stiles cried, "I'm pulling up to your house right now, I can explain on the way."
"Fine," Scott made his way for the door, leaving the sleeping four year old home alone.
A sirens wail pierced through the quiet neighborhood waking all in it's path as it approached a glowing flame. The fire grew like a raging monster, angry and hungry, feeding on the life force of others, eating everything in it's path and leaving nothing but ashes behind.
"Captain," A firefighter approached the captain of the team, "The flames are to hot and to strong we can't get in."
"Is anyone inside?"
The man cringed, "We don't know."
Swerving into the driveway Peter and Melissa leapt out of there car, "What the hell is going on?!" Peter ran up to see his house burning to ashes.
"Is this your home?" A Firefighter came up and asked.
"Yeah," Peter stared blankly as Melissa began to cry.
"Is anyone home?"
"My stepson is babysitting my daughter," Peter took a step closer to the flames.
"The neighbors saw your son leave, we have come to believe he took his sister," The firefighter stated.
Peter paused, honing his sense for any signs of life amongst the fire, but his worst fears were confirmed.
"Daddy!" Coughed Melody as she sat in her crib.
"My daughter is in there," Peter whispered as tears began streaming down his face, "My daughter is in there!" He finally shouted aloud and began to race for the hungry inferno. The firefighters attempted to stop him but it is pointless to attempt such an imposable deed.
"Melody!" Peter called out, the blaze lapped at him but no amount of pain was going to hold back this father. Peter raced for the stairs but the fire had already devoured the stair case. In a mighty leap of faith, Peter struggled to reach the top without being ingested by the burning combustion. Racing to her crib, Melody laid unconscious from breathing in to much smoke, "Come on Princess, talk to me baby," Peter tapped her cheek but she remained unmoving. The fire gnawed on Peter's clothes and skin, in a sour attempt to swallow the pain he finally let out an agonizing cry, "Ahhh!" He moaned as he scooped his daughter into his scorched arms.
Racing out of the ablaze home he finally fell to his knees gasping for his next breathe as he cradled his most precious gem.
Later At The Hospital:
"Mr Hale, your healing nicely and amazingly only have first degree burns," A nurse checked him out, "You're a real hero."
"Where's my daughter?" His dry, raspy voice wheezed, "Will she be okay?"
The nurse hesitated, "She's in a coma, we believe she breathed in to much smoke."
"When will she wake up?" Peter's eyes darted around fearfully.
"We don't know."
"She's only four years old, she's to young," Peter mumbled to himself, then speaking up in a angry tone, "Where's the doctor?! Why can't he fix her?!"
"I'm sorry sir," She coward slightly.
"I want to see her," Peter stood up.
"I don't think your in the condition and visiting hours are over," She began to ramble.
"That wasn't question."
Peter sat quietly as the breathing machines assisted his child in her breathing, "I'm so sorry Princess, I should have been there," He ran his hand over her hair, "I was always told, what doesn't kill you makes you stronger. Melody you are so strong and I need you to be strong right now, I need you to wake up baby."
His only reply was utter silence and a few forced breathes escaping her lips.
"Mom?" Scott raced into the hospital, "What the hell happened?!"
"The house," Melissa sniffed, "It burned," She shook her head, "Melody was inside."
"Oh my God, what have I done?" Scott stumbled back from the shock, "Is she okay?"
"She's in a coma Scott," Tears raced down Melissa's face.
"Ugh!" Scott moaned and punched a wall, "I need to see her," He wiped away a runaway tear.
"No," She whispered, "Peter's with her right now and...I don't think..." Melissa searched helplessly for her words.
Scott understood what his mother meant to say, Peter probably hated him. He left his sister when she needed him and she could have died. Right now she's in a coma and she may never wake and it's all his fault.
"It's not your fault," Melissa lied and hugged him.
Scott stood unmoving, "Yes it is mom, it's all my fault."
Peter leaned out the door but then paused when he saw Scott, "Come here Scott," He gestured back to the room.
'He's gonna kill me,' Scott thought to himself, 'I probably deserve it though,' He sighed and followed his stepfather.
"Look at her," Peter growled, "She may never wake up and even is she does the doctor says she will have scars for life. What was so important that you left my daughter to die in that fire?"
Scott just stared blankly he could bring himself to answer, no excuse in the world could cover up what he's done.
"Tell me!" Peter grabbed Scott and shook him angrily.
Scott held his head low, "There are no excuses for what I've done, only choices," He glanced at his sister, "Really bad choices."
Six Hours Later:
Peter, Scott and Melissa all sat in the room in utter silence, not a single word would pass between any of them as they waited for it was all they could do.
"Daddy..." A once sweet and angelic voice broke the stillness of the room, "I guess I'm a babe now..."
Tears of joy raced down Peter's face as he caressed her cheek, "I guess you are," He cried.
"Why are you all crying?" She looked innocently at the tears that flooded the room.
"Because we're happy, we're very very happy," Melissa kissed her forehead.
"Scotty," Melody looked at her distant brother, "Next time, take me with you."
A smile etched across Scott's face, "Sure think Goldilocks, sure thing."
A/N: Man my fantasies are dark O.o I do hope you all liked this semi depressing chapter also I apologize for not updating as quickly as I hoped I would, I spent all day shopping with my best friend and then went and watched the Lego Movie so this is kinda a last minute thing. Also this is how I decided to end it, so the end. They all lived happily ever after, I just feel like this is a cute sentimental ending and I didn't want the story to just drag out. However I do intend to write more Peter and Melissa stories, I'm just trying to decide which one I'm going to write. Currently I have some good ideas rolling but if you have any ideas note me, anyways this was a fun adventure, I love you all! I hope you enjoyed it, please R&R!