Author's Note: I own nothing just love everything. :D
Chapter 1- Stiles Discovers Supernatural
"Hey, dude, have you ever watched this?" Stiles calls out to Scott as he enters Stiles room. Scott quirks a row could have sworn Stiles hadn't been at school today because he was ill.
"Man, aren't you suppose to be like on your death bed, you sound fine to me," Scott says as he moves in and drags himself up on Stiles bed next to him to see what he is looking at.
"Yeah, yeah, I totally was, I feel better now. Now focus have you ever seen this show?" Stiles points to his screen as the Supernatural logo flashes across the screen from season 2.
"Bro, that Supernatural…how do you not know about Supernatural?" Scott settles beside him tossing his book bag beside the bed as the boys driving in the Impala is on the laptop screen.
"How do you not know Star Wars?" Stiles counters as he pauses the episode and goes back to the episode list. "Besides I have been too busy learning about the supernatural to watch the show. You know doing research to keep all your fluffy wolfy asses out of trouble? Have you seen this episode?"
Stiles clicks on and episode and "Tall Tales" begins to play. Scott laughs nodding his head yes. Stiles beams and points to the screen. "I love this guy, wish he was here when Jackson and Harris were around, he defo would have targeted them."
Scott watches the Trickster moving on the screen. "You know man he actually isnmtameatirckanmenter…" Scott tries to talk around Stiles hand as it clamps over his mouth.
"DO. Not. Spoil. It. I will put a wolf bane bullet in your ass if you do." Stiles gives him a pointed look. "Now just agree that you believe he would have had Jackson probed by aliens too and I will forgive you."
"Ok, he would. But Stiles…you can be an ass too."
"I'm not an evil ass who purposely hurts people…there is a difference. The only thing Jackson and I have ever had in common is out lust of a certain auburn hair beauty." Stiles smiles.
"Had?" Scott quirks a brow looking over at Stiles.
"What I don't know if he still does plus yeah…had to generalize it."
"So does you dad know you skipped school to stay home and watch Netflix?"
"As if what do you take me for an idiot? And besides I did have a fever this morning. I just didn't feel like facing the day."
"Is it because this is the day Derek left? Or three months since the day we fought? Or some weird anniversary involving Malia?" Scott inquires.
"Could you imagine what the Trickster would do to Theo?" He grins widely looking over at Scott. "It would be epic in the since of being munched by a gator."
"Dude, you are totally deflecting. I'm just going to assume Derek cause you smelled the saddest at that questions."
"Shut you and your damn nose. So what if I miss the stupid Sourwolf…You brood over missing Scarfy Beta boy." Stiles pouts as he shuts down his computer.
"So I miss Isaac, your point? He was my friend and we lived together, we were like brothers, I'm allowed to miss him." Scott defends moving and grabbing his book bag off the floor.
"No, bro we are like brothers, even Theo couldn't keep up apart. If Isaac would have stuck around after Ally Queen's death, I'm sure you two would have found comfort with each other. Still wasn't sure who you were move upset with when they started dating. Isaac for dating your ex or Allison for dating your Isaac." Stiles holds out his hands and Scott pulls out his school work and puts it in his hands kind of hard with an unimpressed look on his face.
"I wasn't mad at either, if they were going to date anyone who wasn't me I was glad it was each other." Scott zips his bag back up and slowly looks at Stiles who is staring at him with his jaw dropped.
"Holy…cow, Wolfman. You just admitted you wanted to date Isaac."
"I never said that…you're hearing things." Scott's ears were slightly pink and he refuses to make eye contact with Stiles. "Do you think Derek is still with Braeden?"
"Maybe, maybe not, depends on if she went psycho and tried to kill him. I like to think he left her after regaining some form of alpha power after a bounty hunt then went to France to meet back up with Chris and Isaac. Forming the sexiest hunting group in France who defend those who can't defend themselves and all that jazz. But as slowly making their way back to Beacon Hills where they belong and I will see a pair of glowing red eyes outside my window when I am masturbating one night, that don't belong to you, totally embarrassing myself as I come saying Derek's name in one of my rare fantasies about him because that is just my luck."
"Wow you haven't given that any thought at all, have you?" Scott smirks.
"Well I try to avoid thinking about your and Isaac's epic reunion, I prefer to think about mine and Derek's." He says dryly as he frowns over the homework.
"You seem awful focused on Derek, what about Lydia?" Scott says trying to avoid or get Stiles off the topic of him and Isaac.
"She is with someone I don't hate, and therefor do not wish to try and separate them from each other. Did you notice in my pack return scenario I didn't include Dickson? That's because I don't want the ass screwing with Lydia anymore. I swear if he comes back. I will find something similar to the Trickster and unleash it on him." He gives a nod and smiles. "I can and will do it too…I have a spark or whatever and I am sure if can do more than magically multiple mountain ash into a line."
"Maybe you should have been researching that instead of watching Supernatural."
"Nah man I was sick, didn't want to exert myself." He smirks tossing the homework to the side. "Pass me the phone and I'll order us a pizza and we can play some COD."
Scott nods with a laugh and tosses him the phone, Stiles catches it with a grin as Scott moves to set up the system.
-Warehouse where Scott became a True Alpha-
A red light glows bright as Enochian symbol appears on the glass of a window. The window shatters and a figure rolls through the glass on the ground as they stand up brushing themselves off. He turns around looking at the broken window raising his brows then a hum. He turns slowly moving out of the warehouse, looking around.
"Seems like a good a place as any till kill some time before returning to the drama." He smirks his thin lips and materializes a snickers bar biting into as his golden eyes scan around the area, "Now let's find some digs before the party begins."
He bites into the candy bar as he pops away. He wouldn't leave Beacon Hills wanting to stay close to his way home but that didn't mean he couldn't make things a little more interesting during his stay. The man appears in Derek Hale's empty loft looking around with a smirk. "Roomie."
The big red doors open and the guy turns and looks at the figures in the doorway.
"Who the hell are you?" A voice gruffs out.
"Gabriel… and you are?" The man smiles at the other three.
"Derek…why are you in my loft?" The man grins wider as Derek's glares him down, he vanishes as Derek's eyes start to glow red.