A/N: So this is my latest story. Probably be publishing this and 'Pack Meetings' simultaneously so the update might take longer than usual. Sorry about that. This is one story I have been very eager to write, but is also a lot more complicated in some respects so have it takes time.


"Hey Derek, will you hurry up and get your sourwolf ass down here already? yelled Stiles in the direction of the stairs. A growl echoed around the room and hands clamped down tightly on his shoulders from behind.

"Don't tell me to hurry", Derek growled. "Not in my own house."

"Right, we are doing this in the kitchen", Stiles said with as much sarcasm as possible before grabbing the older man's hand and leading him in that direction. "What exactly are we doing?" Derek's sister Cora asked from the kitchen. Derek joined her and sat in the chair next to her, with one opposite them for Stiles to sit on. Stiles sat down while completely ignoring the question. "Before we do this I think I should warn you it might be slightly uncomfortable in the sense it might awaken old memories", Stiles finished by biting his lip.

"We don't even though what you are planning", Derek retorted, parodying his sister's question from earlier. "You will love it. I promise. Trust me" Stiles smiled at them. They both nodded and Derek grunted "We do trust you."

"What I need you to do is close your eyes", he paused as he waited for them to comply with his instructions. "And now follow any commands I give you. This could take a while so are you both comfy?"

"Define a while Stiles", Cora demanded. Stiles answered very sheepishly, "Umm, maybe up to an hour." They both opened their eyes and shoot deadly glances at him. "The sooner you stop staring, the soon I can finish this and leave you alone. This is gonna use a whole load of magic so I am gonna need to rest up for a while afterwards. Now close your eyes and concentrate." Again he waited for them to comply; which they both did after a huff and a loaded glance between them. Cora's said something along the line of 'well he is your ex so you are to blame and I am so going to kill you after this'. While Derek's was more like 'he is an annoying little twerp but if we do as he says he will go away".

Stiles took a deep breath hoping he could pull this off. He knew the theory behind it all, he just he wasn't sure if his magic was strong enough for him to complete it and he refused to start something and leave it unfinished. "Let you mind wander back to before the fire", pulling his magic from deep inside he began the spell while looking in the minds of the two Hales to see what they saw. His eyes glowing green as he began to walk them through what he needed to know for this spell. "Now show me what the outside of the house used to look like. Walk all the way around the house clockwise. Good now hold on to that image." Stiles saw them both bristle as they felt the charge in the air that they had become used to when magic was performed. "Steady guys, hold the image. That's just my magic in the air. You will feel lots of it but just ignore it and concentrate."

Stiles could sense that his magic had covered almost the whole exterior of the house and waited until it was complete. When the magic died down he continued, "Okay now walk through the front door, and hold the image in your minds. Show me the hall way." He strained his neck so he could get a glimpse of the hall out of the kitchen doorway. He gasped as he saw the hallway change before his eyes. "What's wrong?" Derek growled when he heard Stiles gasp. "Nothing's wrong sourwolf, now shh. Focus, I can gasp if I want to."

He saw Derek grind his teeth at that and decided he better play nice or Derek might just ruin Stiles surprise for him. "Please relax", he said as he held the werewolf's hand and rubbed soothing circles in the back of it. He continued doing this until he felt Derek focus again. The black in the hallway faded away as colours blossomed from underneath and the vitality of the structure strengthened. Again when it faded away he directed his magic and their attention to a different room of the house.

The brother and sister that sat before him got on quite well with only a few minor arguments. They remembered most things to be the same. As they were directed to the bedrooms of the house they encountered the most trouble. Both of the werewolves but mostly Derek had trouble keeping clean thoughts in their head. That dirty son of a bitch! Stiles thought when he saw some of the thoughts Derek was having."Derek", Stiles chortled when the images became too much. He was laughing at his ex boyfriend's expense but really if the roles had been switched Stiles knew Derek would have been doing the same. "If you don't stop having those thoughts you will never get rid of me." Damn it he said the wrong thing because the thoughts just got worse, even though Derek was blushing. "Right moving on", Stiles commanded refusing to spend any more time both enjoying and feeling disgusted at some of Derek's private thoughts.

He continued doing this and occasionally asking questions until only the kitchen and the garden were left. Leaving the kitchen for last he directed their attention to the garden at that point. Stiles knew the Hales had been using all their senses, apart from sight obviously, to determine what he was doing. Neither had worked it out and it wasn't until they started on the kitchen that his dull human senses could pick up any sound. But as he directed their attention to the kitchen that began to patch it's self up, he discovered a problem. He hated to admit it but this was tougher than he had thought. His magic was running seriously low but he pushed on refusing to be beaten. He heard the twinkle of glass shards that jumped from the floor to the window pane where they melted back into the pane of glass. The cracks in the glass sealing themselves shut.

Stiles watched as the dirt and grime bleached its self into non existence while the wear and tear mending itself before his magic. The air cleared and smelled fresher as if the burnt odour had never defiled the Hale property. Stiles struggled on until the magic in the air diminished and he slumped forward in his chair. He would have ended up with his head in Derek's lap if said individual hadn't reached forward to grab his shoulders when he heard Stiles' huff of exhaustion. "You can open your eyes now", sighed the younger boy as he settled into the werewolf's embrace.

Stiles allowed his eyes to slide shut as he waited for the werewolves before him to adjust to what they saw before him. Derek had tried to fix the house up and make it liveable it was true. Unfortunately his idea of liveable and others differed. He thought fixing the floor and ceiling so there were no holes was the most he needed to do. Everyone else agreed the home should be restored to the way it was before the fire so it was more homely. Plus they thought it would help Derek and Cora move on. Stiles had been working on this for a month since he first came across the spell. Now he hoped it had worked well enough to return the house to how the Hale siblings remembered it in the good times.

"Oh, Stiles!" Cora cried. "Thank you it's perfect." Derek it seemed was at a loss for words which was really no different from any over time Stiles thought. Apart from the time they had been together, Derek was the most emotionally constipated and useless with words person that Stiles had ever met. But he showed his appreciation to Stiles by giving him an affectionate squeeze. Stiles opened his eyes as he heard Cora stand up and move around the kitchen.

"Stiles why would you do all this for us?" Cora asked, "I am very grateful and maybe I could have understood if-", she paused as if trying to avoid saying something. "-if you and Derek were still together, but you're not so why would do so much to help us?" Stiles laughed as he answered, "I thought that would have been obvious. Both of you are pack but you have a lot of trouble dealing with your past. We all thought this might help you recover a little from the tragedy of your past. Of course the guys don't know I have done this, before you ask", he headed Derek's concern off having heard what Derek had just been about to say. "Stiles!", Cora choked as tears began to form in her eyes.

"Did I get it right?" Stiles breathed. "Yes", Derek whispered in his ear. "Yeah", Cora answered, "everything is just as I remember it before the fire." She paused as another thought occurred. "Stiles you didn't do the whole house did you?"

"I sure did. I wasn't going to just patch up part of your home", he answered sleepily. Stiles felt confused at the tone she had used. "OH, STILES!" cried Cora again ripping him from her brother's embrace so she could hug him. "That was really dangerous wasn't it? You used far too much magic. Look you are dead on your feet. Come on you can rest here."

"Come on Stiles, you can rest in my room", Derek whispered. "Thanks for the offer man but I need to get home", Stiles yawned as he stood up. He swayed on the spot as if he was going to fall and lost his balance when suddenly in a harsh voice Derek growled, "I am not letting you drive in your condition."

"You're so over protective Der", Stiles yawned again as he continued to sway. "Why don't I leave you two to look around and see what the place looks like while I go home for a nap? I can come round tomorrow and fix the bits that didn't go right. Besides I think you should check your bedroom sourwolf before anyone goes in there. Some of those thoughts you had might have become a reality unintentionally you know." He raised his eyebrows at the grumpy brooding man while Cora giggled in the corner.

"Okay let me just take you home at least then", Derek stood up and reached for his hand, pulling out his car keys. "Derek I am going. I wasn't asking for your permission and I am not driving." He gave Derek a hard look and turned to Cora, "Hope you like it. Speak with you tomorrow." Without further comment being passed Stiles disappeared and Derek's hand closed on nothing.


Scott, I need to talk to the pack asap. It's about Stiles so don't bring him. Can you get everyone here soon? Derek

WTF?! Whats wrong with Stiles? Yeah, the pack is heading over now. You'd better have a good explanation when I get there though. Scott.

Derek waited for them to turn up outside his house. Cora sat on the ground beside his legs as he leant against the hood of his Camero. Derek smirked as he saw the faces. First was Jackson and Lydia. They both wore amused expressions as they took in the house's new appearance. Issac arrived with Scott and Allison and it was Derek's supreme joy to watch the angry expression that Scott had assumed to confront him slide off his face to be replaced with a jealous and awestruck open mouthed one.

"Wow, Stiles sure knows his magic well", Issac whistled. "You are looking at what Stiles accomplished this morning", Cora grinned.

"Know you know why I wanted to talk Scott", sneered Derek. "I take it even you can imagine why I called?"

Scott put aside the snide comments Derek was throwing him to answer the question seriously. "I am guessing he over did it again? So how bad is he?"

"He is good we think. He left rather quickly looking exhausted. To my knowledge he wanted to take a nap and recover." The pack nodded. "But that is not why we called you here", Cora explained. "Stiles told us that you all wanted to make this happen and why. We wanted to thank you all." She paused and looked at her brother as she stood up. "That's why we decided to have a party. In honour of the newly restored house and of our friends for making it happen. But most of all for the man who made it happen."

"Do you think Stiles will come?" Allison muttered. "If he is really exhausted maybe he won't want to."

"Derek is going to pick him up this evening. Tell him it is a pack meeting and drive him over. We wanted you guys to help us set up." Cora smiled at them.

"YES!" Issac fist pumped the air before hugging Scott. "Well, let us get this started."


A/N: Hope this was as good a start for others as I really enjoyed writing this chapter. The next chapter is really interesting from a writing perspective as well. Stay tuned if you wanna see some fun dynamics between Stiles and Peter. Please feel free to review as always. I so enjoy reading them.