A second chance
Chapter 1 – And I found you
It was one more boring chemistry class in which Prof. Harris took his pleasure tormenting Stiles Stilinski with promises of detentions and freely humiliations.
Isaac tried in vain to focus on the experience they were doing, but something was calling his attention.
A strong and extremely familiar scent was invading his nostrils and not realizing he was trying to pinpoint from where it was coming.
"Even if you like the smell of your friends, Mr. Lahey, I suggest you pay attention to what you're doing before you explode us all", said Prof. Harris with his acid voice, making Isaac stop and pay more attention to what he was doing.
Apparently, distract with said smell, he didn't realize that he left his experience overheating. He quickly turned off the fire, shaking his hands frantically in a vain attempt to salvage something and not get F grade. His face flushed when he realized that many students were looking at him and some even showed mocking grins.
Stiles threw a paper at Scott, who like many was snickering at the situation.
"Dude, something caught Isaac's attention. You're feeling any unusual smell?" he said mumbling, but knowing he was being perfectly heard by the werewolf friend.
Scott without wasting time, started to sniff the air, and looked toward the door with his head inclined like dogs usually do. Jackson also noticed, and he looked at the door with narrowed eyes. Scott recognized the smell of Derek, but it was a little different.
He turned to Stiles, who was sitting three benches away, almost across the room and mumbles that the smell is Derek but it is different. Stiles did not understand what he was saying. Jackson, who was sitting on the bench next to Danny consent with his head, without realizing, to Stiles that he also thought it was the Alpha. Scott asked him in a low voice for him to tell Stiles, but he shook his head denying and turned his attention to the experiment, with a smile.
Scott realizes that he's doing this just to piss him off and ignores him. Stiles was trying to get his attention, and he was trying to communicate with mime, which caused a few giggles in the room.
"What the hell are you doing? I can't understand a thing, you moron. You suck at mime, Scott", Stiles complained quietly making Jackson laughing, which caught the Lydia's and Allison's attention, and both now looked at Scott with a curious expression.
Seeing that he wasn't able to communicate with his poor skills in mime, Scott took two pieces of his red eraser and put upon his own closed eyes while making some ugly faces.
Stiles hit his forehead when he saw that the teacher was Scott' side not looking very happy. Danny poked Jackson and he started to laugh when he saw what Scott was doing. Soon the whole class was laughing, some were even pointing.
When Scott heard the laughter, he took the eraser off his eyes just too finally see the face of the teacher who was furious at his side, Allison who was trying to contain her giggles, Lydia looking embarrassed for him and Jackson who by then had slipped off the chair laughing.
Scott didn't know what to do and for a second he looked terrified with the prospect of a detention or even a meeting with the principal. But the look of relief came as soon as he heard the signal indicating the end of class. Wasting no time, he ran from his chair, meeting Stiles at the door and dragged his friend to the corridor. Jackson tried to find Isaac, but realized that he was no longer in the room. He then also ran after requesting that Danny took his stuff.
"Why this hurry?" Allison asked for the goalkeeper, who replied that he had no idea.
"Come on", Lydia said, dragging her friend, who turned to say bye to Danny.
Once he left the room, Isaac lost no time and started to follow the trail that he felt in the classroom. He had a bad feeling because he knew that what he felt was the smell of his Alpha, but he didn't smell like usual. There was something wrong. It seemed changed. It was him, but at same time it didn't seem it was. He feared that it was some kind of reaction to the attack of the Fairy they faced days before, and that before vanishing with a worthy evil villain laugh managed to hit Derek in the chest.
The smell was coming now from the cafeteria, where almost all students were since it was lunchtime. Isaac walked faster when he realized that the smell was now tinged with terror. What could be happening there that let Derek so scared?
When he reached the cafeteria, Isaac noticed a ruckus near one of the corner tables. Some teenagers jostled and pushed to try to get something that howled and whined under the table.
"What is going on?" Jackson asked startling Isaac who didn't realize the co-captain standing right beside him.
But before he could formulate an answer, a little ball of fur ran and jumped towards him. He reflexively caught him before he hit the ground, holding it against his chest.
Silence engulfed the room until the lady of the canteen arrived.
"Take that dog out of here right now. This is a cafeteria and not a kennel. You can't bring your pets to school, you delinquents!" Scolded the lady with hair tied in a small net wielding a wooden spoon.
Jackson looked offended and stepped in front of Isaac, who was extremely red to see that everyone looked in their direction and to the cub in his arms. Instinctively, he used his jacket to hide the puppy, turned and ran from there. After an ugly look to the woman, Jackson followed him.
"Give it here, you'll crush him like that", Jackson said, his eyes shining blue, while he tried to pick up the puppy, who cowered in Isaac and growled at him.
"Where did you get this puppy?" Lydia asked as he approached the two and stop them in the hallway.
"He's so cute! Can I hold him?" Allison asked, trying to catch him too, making him growl again.
"Look, I think you better not touch it", Isaac said, pushing her away.
"And who appointed you the owner of it, Lahey?" Jackson asked with bright blue eyes and an irritated tone, calling the attention to some students who were down the hall.
"Oh my God! Is this Derek? What happened to him?" Scott asked shocked when he finally found Isaac and others.
"How should I know?" Isaac said defending himself with bright yellow eyes.
"If you don't know anything, then maybe you shouldn't take care of him", Jackson insisted snarling and trying to catch it.
Soon a little argument started among the group, who traded accusations and taunts, calling even more attention to them. Thinking fast, Stiles, before anyone could oppose, grabbed the puppy, pulling him off Isaac and ran toward the parking lot.
"See you all at home", he told them going towards his car.
The fifteen minute drive to his house was done in less than ten since he commit several traffic violations. However, Stiles could swear that was the longest ride he had ever done in his beloved Jeep.
Control the little cub was virtually impossible. He spent the entire way jumping by the banks, trying to jump the window trying to escape and he even jumped at Stiles, causing his head to hit the steering wheel. If he had any doubts whether that was really Derek, that made him sure of it, and could have sworn that the puppy was laughing considering the strange noises it was making before finally settle down and sit in the passenger seat with his tongue off.
Not wanting to give a chance for the puppy to run away, Stiles came out quickly and walked around the Jeep, opening the passenger door. Took the cub and hid as much as he could with his red hood. He didn't want any of his busybody neighbors to see him coming home with a pet.
"Stay put, Derek. Good boy", he said petting the cub that was looking at him with its head inclined.
"What is that you're hiding there, boy Stilinski? Does your father knows what you're doing?" said Mrs. Hoffman, the nosiest neighbor down the street. Stiles could have sworn she felt an immense pleasure in reporting about his whereabouts to his father.
"It's only my friend's puppy. I better go now, before he poop in the garden", he said making the puppy look at him, "Say bye to Mrs. Hoffman, Derek. It's always a pleasure to see you, Mrs. Hoffman. Don't stay in the sun too much", he caught the puppy paw waving her a bye and ran toward his house.
He sighed with relief when he entered his home and locked the door, hugging the puppy.
"Please, tell me you didn't steal that dog", the sheriff begged, when he saw his son with a cub.
Stiles didn't have time to answer because when he was going to open his mouth, the front door was broken by several angry teenagers lightly transformed.
"Stiles!" Isaac shouted with his yellow bright eyes, snorting and with his claws out. Jackson did not seem much calmer.
Panicked, the only reaction he had was to raise his hands and take a step back. Attitude that he regretted almost instantly, since when did this the cub that was safe in his arms collapsed to the ground.
They heard something breaking followed by a yelp of pain, and all Stiles could see before everything went black was two angry werewolves jumping towards shim. Scott wasted no time in defending his friend, while Allison took a mini beast of her backpack. Punches and kicks rolled loose, along with some arrows. And not even the sheriff managed to put some order there.
The noise only stopped when they heard a cry.
Isaac was the first to notice and ran towards to verify. Jackson and Scott went after him.
They saw a child of about four years, naked and crying while holding one arm against his body.
"Derek? Are you hurt?" Isaac asked the boy who cried and tried to make himself look smaller.
The sheriff watched everything with a pale shocked face.
"Can I see?" Isaac asked, bending down to be in the same eye level that Derek.
"My God! It's really Derek", murmured Lydia, "Who knew he was so cute when he was little", she said, calling the boy's attention, who hid behind Isaac.
"Derek? As in Derek Hale? How can it be Derek Hale?", asked the confused sheriff, when he saw that Isaac calmed the boy just by touch him, and the arm that was broken moments ago, was already healed, "You all might start talking. Nobody leaves here until I know exactly what is happening", scolded the sheriff, with an authoritative tone that clearly indicated that they had no other option.
"I would love to know too", said a voice from the doorway.
When they heard that voice, half of those present went extremely pale.
Peter, noting the general discomfort, could not help but smile. After all, he loved the effect he had on others. Distracted, he didn't see a figure running towards him until it crashed into his legs.
"Uncle Peter!" Derek yelled hugging his uncle's legs and rubbing his face in them.
They were all with an expression of horror on their faces when they that Derek's psychopathic uncle was so close to his now vulnerable nephew. Isaac, Scott and Jackson approached carefully trying not to appear a threat, with the clear intention to get the kid.
Peter, meanwhile, also seemed too shocked to react. He didn't seem to believe it. He grabbed the boy by the arms and bent in front of him. Everyone noticed his eyes shining wildly before attacking the neck of Derek.
"No!" they all cried horrified. Even the sheriff had his gun pointed at Peter.
But they didn't count on the laughter that followed, instead of crying or a horrifying sound of flesh being torn.
"It tickles", Derek complained, trying to get rid of his uncle who smelled his neck and face.
Peter hugged him and looked at their direction.
"So? How did this happen?" he asked still hugging the boy while he casually ran his fingers through his hair.
His eyes were clear, and for the first time since he met the teens, he seemed sane.
End of chapter one