So this is it! I'm sorry I took forever to finish this but real life took over. And casual reminder that there's a mix for this fic on my 8tracks, username queerandnerdy.

When you're happy like a fool let it take you over

"Geez. Thanks." Henry murmurs gently as Alice pukes up her latest meal all over him. Grabbing some cloths he gently wipes at her mouth and settles her in the crook of his left arm as he haphazardly wipes the vomit off his shirt. "You're not feeling too hot, eh? Let's go see the doc. I bet she can help you out." Alice squirms and begins to wail. "Ooof yeah I know baby girl." He tucks her close against her chest as he walks through the darkened halls of the sanctuary. Getting up to Magnus' room, he knocks on the door gently. Henry isn't surprised, per se, when Tesla answers the door, but he's tired and more than a little cranky and he does not need the vamp's less than stellar wit right now.

"Heinrich. How may I be of service?"

"I need to talk to Magnus." Tesla doesn't move and Henry sighs. "It's Alice. I think she's sick."

"That would explain the screeching," Tesla observes with a wince and Henry doesn't even have it in him to comment on the obvious nature of that statement. Tesla retreats into the room and a few seconds later Magnus appears at the door.

"Henry?"

"Doc. Sorry to wake you. But Alice just threw up, and she's been screaming a lot and I'm worried..."

"Has she had any diarrhea?"

"Umm. No."

Magnus examines the baby closely and Henry stands by anxiously, rocking back and forth on his feet and wringing his hands.

"I'm going to take some blood, and do a few tests, okay? Why don't you have a seat?" Henry shakes his head.

"Doc. What if I can't do this? What if I'm not cut out to be a dad? I mean Alice is only 2 months old and already she's sick." Magnus sighs gently and turns to him, cradling his baby in her arms.

"Henry, every single parent in the world asks that question. It's perfectly natural to feel that way. But you are a great Dad. You love your daughter and you would do anything for her and the fact that you woke me up at 3am to check on her tells me that you are going to be an absolutely amazing parent. Okay?" Henry nods a bit bashfully because he has never received a pep talk like that from Magnus. He's used to a quick 'well-done Henry' that says everything it needs to. "Here" she says, handing Alice back to him. "I'm going to give you a solution that should help her sleep and then maybe we can all get some rest?"

"Hey." Will walks into Henry's lab with some trepidation.

"Oh, hey Will."

"Is Alice feeling better?"

"Yeah. She had rotavirus. We kept her hydrated and it looks like she's feeling a lot better."

"Good. Good. I'm glad." Will takes a deep breath and powers on with what he came to say. "Look, I know you're angry at me. And I can't really say I get why but I'm sorry if what I did with Declan, or my bisexuality, or anything makes you uncomfortable. We don't have to talk about it. And I just wanted to say that if you need any help with Alice, I'm here for you." Henry just kind of stares at him for a few seconds and Will begins to reconsider how good of an idea this was.

"Will I'm not angry at you cause you're gay, or bi, or whatever. That's not my problem."

"It's not?"

"No!" Henry wavers a bit on the spot and then, suddenly, he's got his hands on either side of Will's face and he's pressing his lips against Will's in a firm kiss and Will's brain just stops. He can't process what's happening, can't even move a muscle to respond before Henry's moved back and is standing in front of him looking awkward as all hell. He opens his mouth as though he's about to say something but suddenly a tinny wail erupts through the room. The baby monitor.

"I've gotta go" Henry says quickly and then dashes out, leaving Will standing completely stationary, brain desperately trying to grasp what the fuck just happened.

When Henry finally makes it back to his lab, Alice in tow, Will is gone. He curses mentally and places Alice in the crib near his computer and sits down to attack the backlog of work that has piled up since her birth. The parenting books he's read have all told him that he's supposed to narrate to her, keep up a stream of one-sided conversation that's good for cognitive and speech development. He sighs, this always makes him feel ridiculous.

"Now Daddy is going through this sector of code. Daddy got a report that it's been malfunctioning and so Daddy has to look through pages and pages of tiny little numbers and letters and figure out where he forgot a semi-colon. This is Daddy's least favourite part of coding but somebody has to do it and apparently Nikola didn't feel like it."

Will's been hiding out in his study. Not hiding out, he corrects his mind. Getting some very important reports done. But he's been reading the same line of this budget report for easily the past 20 minutes and still all he can think about is Henry kissing him. His lips were surprisingly soft. And it just felt so perfect. Shit. Somewhere along the way this had become so much more than a harmless crush on his straight best friend. Who apparently isn't straight. Or something.

"Shit." He bangs his head against the table a few times.

It's not very helpful.

He sighs. He squares his shoulders. He can do this.

Will walks into Henry's lab and looks around. Henry is at his computer, typing away furiously and keeping up a constant stream of conversation.

"Daddy found the missing piece of code! That's exciting because Daddy has been working on this sector for a few hours now. Sometimes Daddy hates coding. Do you hate coding?" He turns to his daughter and picks her up. "Nahhhhhh. You're going to love coding baby girl! Oh yeah! You're gonna be the best coder in the world!" Fuck if that's not the cutest thing in the world, Will doesn't know what is.

"Ahem," he clears his throat and Henry spins around.

"Ahh. Will. Hi."

"Hi."

"I, uhhh, didn't see you there."

"No, of course not. You were, uhhh, busy. With coding and stuff." Henry blushes.

"How much did you hear? It's uhhhh. It's good for her cognitive development to talk to her like that." Will smiles.

"For sure."

"Uhhhh. Look. About earlier. I'm... I'm sorry."

"You're sorry? Did you." He takes a deep breath. "Do you regret it?"

"What? No. I just... I figured you..." Will walks forward and takes Alice out of Henry's arms.

"You need to go back in your bassinet, baby girl. Because Will's gonna kiss your Daddy and as cute as you are, Will really doesn't want you getting in the middle of that."

Helen is holding the beautiful little girl in her arms. She feels someone come up behind her, relaxing when she recognizes Nikola's familiar scent; his arms wrapping around her waist and his head coming to rest on her chin.

"I was wondering where you snuck off to."

"I was passing by the nursery when I heard her cry. Seeing as Henry and Will are both sleeping I figured I would retrieve her before she could wake them up."

"Henry and Will?" He clarifies. "As in..."

"Apparently."

"Huh. Well done Dr. Expendable." Alice's cries die down and she snuggles deeper into Helen's arms.

"She is beautiful, isn't she?" she says in a gentle murmur. Nikola drops a tender kiss on her shoulder and replies,

"She is. Congratulations, Grandma." She cranes her neck around to give him a slightly incredulous look.

"Grandma?"

"Well, you did practically raise the boy. I'd say it's fitting" She considers that, then nods and smiles back down at the tiny bundle in her arms even more proudly than she had before, if that were possible.

"Well then" she says. "Congratulations to you too, Grandpa." It takes a few seconds for the implications to set in and then it's his turn to look shocked.

"Re- really?"

"Mmmmhmmmm." She kisses him tenderly before settling back into the comforting circle of his arms. He pulls her closer, bringing one hand up to gently stroke baby Alice's blanket-covered tummy.

"You are going to be the smartest, most spoiled little wolf baby in the whole world. And maybe if your grandparents are quick about it, we can keep you from being too influenced by your fathers."