Hello to all! Just starting this new project. Getting back into the swing of things again has proven to be difficult, but the story will be done this time. Without further hesitation or delay, I give you

"Road to Hale"

STILES P.O.V.

FLASHBACK

"Sawyer! Where are you?! Sawyer! Baby boy where are you?!" I scream through the inferno consuming most of my apartment. The smoke had woke me up, coming from under the door to my room. The next few seconds happen like they are in slow motion, while I stand petrified and unsure what to do. The window in the living room cracks, and finally breaks inward, spilling what appears to be fire extinguisher foam. the door to the apartment bursts open, and a stranger walks in the second I start falling to the floor. The fire continued as I wake outside, half a block down the street, just watching my building being consumes by fire. When it hits me, I began to flail and panic, where is my child? He is not in my arms, or by my side. When the stranger that is my first responder notices my stirring, he rushes over, calming my fears with a nod to a fire truck and letting me know that I have nothing to fear, my kid is the one that called the fire department after getting to safety. Oh god, thank you. With the news, I fell back in my stretcher, too tired to fight more. My Sawyer is okay, in the front of a big fire truck, a fire man there playing with him, keeping him calm.

"Yeah Cora, the apartment is gone and there is nothing I can do about it..." My building caught fire three days ago, and the insurance company has yet to pay even one cent for any temporary housing or child care. Well only if you're sure, I won't be intruding will I? Okay, well I get off in a little while, could you come pick us up at the diner? Thanks, see you in 20." Ahh Cora, she is the closest thing I have to a friend in the Were world. Now with my situation, it really helps to know her, even though I don't know much about her. To the extent of my knowledge, she lives in town, has a steady job, and a place for me to stay.

The night shift was coming to a close at the diner, with only five more minutes to go. "How are you doin' baby boy?" I question my 3 year old son, who sits at a table alone with a coloring book and a milkshake facing away from the door. Sawyer's grin gave the final burst of energy needed to get finished and get out of here, after all, he still needs to be tucked in, somewhere. About half way through my closing preparations for the next morning, the overhead bell to the diner door signals a new arrival, which elicits an audible huff of annoyance from the entire wait staff of two. Mine is one of relief, but the same can not be said for my she devil of a coworker. For gods sake, its only Cora, she is alone, and upon first glance, looks unhappy with her whole day, typical Cora. To my delight, she sits in a table thats not in my section, allowing me to finish my work sooner.

"Fuck!" The harsh whisper hits my ears, and hers as well, seeing as she flinches slightly in her seat. Lydia was not meant to be a server. She has no filter, and often sends guests away with bad reviews on Yelp! But she's pretty, so they won't fire her. "Stiles, I have a party to get to, do you think you could" she nods to the table. I should have known she would do this to me. Its typical of her, and she never accepts 'no' for an answer. But I don't really hate her for it.

"Sure Lyds." I grit through my teeth, just wanting her to be happy. Cora waits patiently, looks over the menu for a minute, and orders a hot dog and a drink. For several minutes I do closing work by the order window to keep an eye on the process, and on my third bottle of catchup, the dog is out. The cook, a fat balding man named Irwin, looks almost ready to spit in the food when I tell him no. "She is here for me, leave her food alone." The lopsided scowl and lack of saliva is a victory in my book. "Well, Cora, here is your 'Junkyard Dog' and large soda." I announce with the biggest smile I can at 10:22 in the evening. I still need to find a motel to stay at in the near future, and we were supposed to close 22 minutes ago.

"Yeah, thanks…. Stiles?" Cora mumbles after a glance at my name tag, one of her favorite jokes every time she eats here. She begins to eat, so I leave it at that. Irwin waves and hums as he clocks out and leaves. The first thing I do after Irwin leaves is lock the door behind him. My attention is drawn to the front of the shop by a squeal of excitement from Sawyer. As I poke my head around the corner to chastise my child for disturbing the lady eating, I see that Sawyer is standing on the opposite seat in Cora's booth, leaning across table to get a better view of the coloring book that this complete stranger in his eyes is helping him with. Cora is coloring a puppy neatly, while Sawyer makes red grass, all over the place. "Sawyer! You let her eat! I'm sorry, he has been bored for hours." I rush to try to separate the two before Sawyer says something to embarrass one of us.

"It's quite alright. I was done, and waiting for you guys actually."

"Well, alright then." I hand her the ticket and pick up Sawyer on my hip, gathering up his colors and book with my free hand. I take him back to his table and tell him to pack up his things in his 'big boy back pack' before returning to the final dealings of the night for the diner. Altogether, my tips today add up to a whopping $19.28, which is no where near enough to stay at any of the motels in walking distance. My jeep is probably not going to start, again, shit shit shit. The cash drawer slides open with a clunk, and the money goes in. $4.53 is the change I dig for when Sawyer lands on the counter, and Cora reaches for my arm. Her petite manicured hand grasps about half way up my arm in her attempt to gain my full attention.

"If you need a place to stay, you could stay with me at my apartment for a while." I almost refuse immediately, except for the brief eye contact from this dear soul that leaves me stunned. "You said that out loud, sorry if this is weird." She was just genuinely worried. "I have two bedrooms, seeing as my brother is out with his 'pack' of friends, he should not be back from where ever he is for a few weeks. You two could share his Queen sized bed if you would like." Cora is pulling out all the stops here, I am not sure if it is just because we are both werewolves or if there is anything else up her sleeve.

Without my say so, Sawyer jumps right in, "YES YES YES YES DADDA YES! WE STAY WITH HER! Shes pretty, and fun!" Well, this just leaves me between a rock and a hard place. I have nowhere to go, and don't want Sawyer to sleep in the diner. Reluctantly, I agree to stay with Cora for a while.

"But I am going to pay you back somehow." Something deep down makes me trust her. It just doesn't feel weird. "I have to lock everything up, so could you just wait outside for us please?" With a nod and a smile, she is off to her car.

A solid 20 minute car ride has me feeling like I know Cora as if we have been friends for our whole lives. She is a medical aid at a hospital in the next town, loves the color orange, she is a Capricorn. We pull up to her gated apartments, and into the complex. Cora grabs Sawyers backpack and I grab the sleeping child along with our night bag. "I am kind of tired, but that there is my brother Derek's room, feel free to use it. He wont be needing it." she quietly says as she points me in the direction of the room. The bed is made, sheets seem fresh, and the room smells powerful. Like man. But with a hint of lemon. The walls are white and barren of anything creative, the only furniture is the bed with built in night stands, a dresser with a picture of Cora and a man that I am assuming is her brother, and some knick knacks that look like they are from a town on the beach somewhere. I take the quiet moment as an opportunity to take Sawyers shoes and shirt off as well as change his pants to shorts, and lay him under the covers. "The washer and dryer is right behind the doors outside of your room for your uniform, I am about to start a load of colors if you want to wash it." Cora quietly informs me.

"Oh, yes, thank you. I will put them in there in a minute." By the time I turned around, she was gone. I quickly stripped to my tiny underwear, and tossed my uniform into the washer. Cora comes from her room, to set the washer, leaving me to spark up some conversation. "Hey, didn't you use to buy flowers from 'Marty's on Main Street' a while back?"

"Yeah, I did."

"Well I delivered them to you a few times before we actually met, and I still have not met your brother. Funny huh, its a small world."

"Oh yeah, you saved me and my brothers lives once! Some person sent us a batch of wolfs bane! Consider this payback!" For an hour or two we carried on until I decided to turn in for the night. From there, I brushed my teeth, and went to bed with Sawyer in Derek's room. I returned to a baby bump in the covers that was wiggling around. Sawyer was having a nightmare about the fire again. I could make it better for him, by taking his dream. Slipping under the covers, I drew Sawyer close to my chest, laying his head on my arm, to start the dream takeover. Some how I could unlock the power of the sleeping mind, but no one other than myself knows that. Once my child was evenly breathing against my chest, I drifted into a sleep.

Around what felt like 3:23 am, a dip in the bed and a soft growl behind me woke me slightly. "Cora, what…" I was met with red glowing orbs staring me down. These orbs belonged to a broad chested man with black hair and stubble, and large arms. Large arms that went to the lamp switch so quickly that the lamp almost fell over.

"What are you doing in my apartment, in my room, in my BED? Don't you know that sleeping in the bed of an alpha isnt something people just do uninvited?" Shit. This is Derek. Derek is an ALPHA? Derek the alpha that is here, and is not suppose to be. "So this is Cora's doing?" I never said that at all. Damn alpha. How am I suppose to get out of this? "Will you quit thinking out loud please? You are not 'getting out of this'." Derek huffed.

"Daa, what time is it. Who is that?" Sawyer asked, squirming awake in my arms.

"Sawyer, hold on. So, hi. Im Stiles, the last confirmed wolf of the Stilinski were bloodline. Im not sure whats going on here to be quite honest. You are alpha…"

"Derek Hale. Alpha Hale. What exactly are you doing here again?"

"Dadda, whats wrong? I wanna talk too! Is he here to play with us?" Sawyer began to question as he became more and more awake.

"Not quite kid" Derek said, acknowledging Sawyer with a fixed stare. Cora's rap at the door announced her arrival to the conflict. A blush willed its way onto my face, and my hand shot up to cover both mine and Sawyer's eyes. "Jesus christ Cora! Here, put on my shirt, you can't just walk around 90% naked!" When the coast was clear, I removed my hands from our eyes, making eye contact with the floor. Derek gave Cora the shirt off his back, and it's rude to stare.

"Come on with me Sawyer, we can watch some cartoons until you fall asleep again, hows that sound?" and without even waiting for an answer, she lifted my child and took him to her room with haste.

"You were suppose to be out for like a week or something like that. Im sorry for intruding. Cora didn't tell me you were an alpha. Great, well I guess I will just go sleep on the couch. Yeah. Sounds like a plan." I insist as I try to stand and walk out.

Blocking the door, he declares "She might have struck gold with you, she tries this stunt twice a year, but you are different Stiles... Might as well stay with me tonight. The pup seems to be taken care of, and you have already made a warm spot… We will discuss this in the morning. Plus, the couch is uncomfortable" In his tone, one thing was clear, there was no arguing with him. As a result I reclaim my spot on the bed almost like I was ordered to.

He simply peeled his remaining cloths off until he was fully nude and laid down under the covers behind me. "Hey, Im always the big spoon!" I argue, his giant presence behind me makes this spooning thing kind of awkward. With one arm under me and the other resting over my side across my stomach, he locks us in for sleep.

DEREK P.O.V.

The forest's scent was mixed with sweat and arousals. My naked body lays on the wet dirt under me and Stiles thrusting downward above me. I stared into the piercing gaze of grey orbs looking down at me with hunger, my hands on his smooth fragile hips as he held onto my biceps, pushing back and forth as he took my full length into his warm opening. I grunted in pleasure as his moves became erratic, adding fuel to both of our fires.

His body dripped with sweat, his chest tensed as he took all of my 11 inches with an unbelievable amount of pleasure. The purr of approval from his tiny frame served as encouragement to my wolf. It blew my mind how heightened my senses became while mating with him. Everything about him made me reach cloud nine with little effort. As I leaned forward, he wrapped his arms around my neck as he continued to ride my cock like his life depended on the moment.

It was then I had noticed that the pack surrounded us in their wolf forms, each watching us with hunger in their eyes and whines that proved that they were itching to join the act of lust. Feeling my knot forming, I could no longer control myself as I held onto his shoulders and pushed myself deeper within his warm entrance, cursing to myself just how good it felt to shove myself up and roughly into the tightness that had surrounded my cock. Without me even realizing it, I lifted us both up quickly as I continued to thrust until I pushed him against the first tree I could find. He winced in pain for a moment before wrapping his legs around my waist, spurring his heals above my ass making me see red while demanding more access. It didn't dawn on me that it could be painful for him to take all of me in such a short time, but he insisted I go harder and faster. Soon my knot would leave him breathless.

At this time, the pack began howling as he began screaming my name and shouting just how good it felt for me to be fucking him like an animal. My growls became louder, almost into roars as I realized I was reaching my climax. My knot grew to full size at the exact second he bit into my neck. I could feel myself flow like I had never done before. My sight became blurry along with my knees buckling and both of us falling. I was still rock hard and coming inside him as we both tried to catch our breath. I panted and moaned as we kissed passionately, even with the blood on his skinny white lips.

He leaned forward and kissed me before whispering to me… "This isn't real."

"Derek, DEREK! Wake up, your hard on is digging into my back and you're holding me like you want to morph together! I dont even know you!" Shit, I just sleep fucked a complete stranger.

A.N. Well there that is, Chapter 1. I have no plans for the story line, so suggestions are always welcome! Review please! And as an added bonus, if you help out, I will name a character after you!