Never Leave

Stiles sighed as his back hit the closed front door, he had successfully made it through a full day with avoiding the pack. He made sure to erased his scent from Kira when she went back to be with Scott or there would've been trouble on his hands. The pack didn't need to know that he was back yet and he'd like to keep it like that until graduation if possible, they hadn't missed him what was the point of telling them that he was back?

No point exactly. Thank you.

Scott and everyone else didn't really deserve Stiles' forgiveness. He often wondered if Derek had missed him while he was gone, but the last time he saw him, he was screaming in his face.

"Derek please don't do this!" Stile screamed.

Derek laid unresponsive his lap as everyone else fought of the creature that had decided to attack them. Stiles hadn't meant for it to happen honestly, he thought it was a good plan until the creature turned its attention to him and only him. When it was about to attack him, -poor defenseless Stiles- Derek had jumped in the way getting attacked instead.

"You can't do this to me Sourwolf come on." Fat tears streamed down his face hitting Derek.

The wolf still laid unmoving except for his chest that moved up and down too quickly. His skin was turning paler by the second and beads of sweat covered his whole body, soaking his already blood stained shirt. Jackson and Danny had to pull a crying Stiles from under Derek, so they could quickly get him to Deaton for an examination.

They had dropped off Derek then went back to his loft, so Deaton could work in peace without being bombarded with questions. That's where the pack –except Kira- had voted him out and he left.

Stiles groaned and walked to his room. He was tired emotionally and physically. Why had he decided to go back to school? It was just going to stay in the shadows he might as well just stay home. Sure the sheriff made him promise he would finish this year, but the semester had barely started and he was ready to graduate.

"Is there a spell to speed up the year?" He said a loud and fell off his bed to reach under it.

He sat up and pulled a big worn black book onto his lap and started to flip through it looking for a time skipping spell. When he felt like he was close, his phone started to ring. Pulling it off his bed, he looked at the caller I.D. and saw Kira's face.

Stiles answered, "Hello?"

"Stiles hey." Kira said quietly.

"What's up?"

"We maybe have a problem."

Stile straightened his posture becoming more alert. "What problem?"

"Well we were having a pack meeting," Stiles sucked in a breath. "Yeah and Liam may have mentioned something about you."

"What?"

"Nothing serious just said that he meet you."

Stiles sucked in a breath. "And?"

"Well…."

"Kira."

"Scott might be on his way to your house, actually everyone might be."

The phone slipped out of his hand as he scrambled off the floor, falling in the process flat on his face. Rushing downstairs he ran his hand over the door, activating the seal to protect him and his dad from threats of the outside. He considered the pack as a threat at the moment, seeing as how he didn't want to see them and he wasn't prepared in any state to see them.

Stiles waited silently by the front door, occasionally looking out the front window for cars. His breath hitched when he saw Lydia's car pull into the driveway, followed by Jackson's porches, and Scott's bike.

"Shit." Stiles hissed as he moved away from the window.

He had to get out of here, sure the seal would protect him, but eventually his dad would come home and they could just get in with him. Looking around Stiles dashed to the back door, he quickly chanted something in another language and opened the door silently. As soon as he shut the door he bolted for the woods and didn't stop running until he couldn't see his house anymore behind him at all, stopping to take a breath looked around and saw that everything around him was unfamiliar.

"Oh come on! Really? I didn't ask for this." He cried out.

"Who are you?" a voice asked.

Stiles nearly jumped out of his skin as he turned around to see a little boy standing there. Taking a closer look he saw that it was him at around nine or ten.

"I'm you, I think?"

"Me?"

"Yeah, but after you become all cool and shit."

Mini Stiles, just stared at him and tilted his head to the side, "who's that?"

Stiles whipped his head around and saw a big black wolf. Cautiously he took little steps back to put himself in front of mini him. He watched as the wolf's red eyes never left his moving form, Stiles put his hand out in front just in case the creature would charge at them.

"Stiles?" his younger self sounded worried.

"Yeah?"

"I think we know him."

He turned and looked at himself, like he was crazy and then looked back at the wolf. It sat on its hind legs and watched the two boys curiously, it didn't menacing anymore it just look like a giant puppy.

Stile took a step forward and it still sat there, "hello nice puppy."

The wolf looked at him, but didn't move from its spot on the ground. He took more steps forward until he was right in front of it. Holding out his hand he let the wolf sniff it before he rubbed behind his ear, the wolf made soft growling noise and looked him right in his eyes. Stiles stared hard into its eyes and suddenly felt like he had a crushing headache.

He fell to the ground, but before he blacked out he heard his younger self screaming and he heard himself call out a name.

Derek.

When Stiles woke up he was in his bed and saw Kira sitting at the foot of it. He grumbled and she turned to look at him with a smile on her face.

"Hey hot stuff, you feeling okay?" she asked.

He nodded and sat up, putting a hand to his head. "What happened?"

"You were passed out in the woods, we couldn't get into the house but when your dad came home he let us in. You weren't here, but the guys smelled you outside and they just followed your scent and there you were in the woods passed out with tears running down your face."

"Is everyone downstairs?"

"Yeah, they're all talking to your dad and catching up."

Stiles groaned, "I guess I have to face the music sometime."

"Yeah seems like it."

Stiles got out of bed and realized he was shirtless, he was only wearing a pair of shorts so all his tattoos were on display. He never felt more relaxed. Kira was waiting for him by the door and when he stood next to her, she gave him a reassuring smile and grabbed his hand.

Every step felt like forever and every time he felt like he was walking to his doom. When he did reach the bottom, he could feel all the eyes on him. He looked at Lydia first and saw a look of shock on her face, Stiles looked at everyone else and saw similar expressions.

"Hey, how's it going?" Stiles asked.

-TBC-