Authors Note: HEYO! XD So, this is my sequel to When You Were Young

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JUST SO YOU KNOW: like everyone else, I have no idea what Stiles' real name is, so I'm going along with what everyone else puts :) and I've made his middle name up XD

The things in bold and italics are the notes Stiles receives.

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Chapter 2

I was finding the notes from Derek every day, and not only in my bedroom or the occasional one being slipped through the letter box. They were attached to: my bathroom mirror, my cell, the TV, the stove, the fridge, the couch, the wall... They were everywhere. I always got two a day so, by now, on Monday 18th June 2012, I had sixteen notes being kept safe in that empty box on my desk. They consisted of the first two – song lyrics – and:

You're the Little Red to my 'Sourwolf'.

And:

You're amazing, just the way you are.

And:

Don't ever change. Just stay the same.

And:

I'll be there for you. Because you're there for me too.

And:

You're clumsy. You're geeky. You're strange. You belong. You matter. You're strong. You're hyperactive. You're annoying. You're lovable. You're Pack!

And that's only a few of them! But the latest one I got from Mr Alpha – so the second one I got on Monday 18th – was:

You taught me how to smile again.

However, today, with that last note, something changed. I had found the note on my bed, on my pillow when I came back from the store, but this time it wasn't alone. No. Next to it was a single red rose... I blushed slightly at how cliché this all was, as well as thinking of how Derek had found out that roses are my favourite flowers...

After I had put the note away, I had picked the flower up, blushing more than before, not really knowing what to do with it. So I did the only thing I could think of at the time. I went downstairs, grabbed something to put it in and filled it up with water. As soon as I was back upstairs I placed the container of water on my desk, placing the rose in it.

I would admit, this was cheering me up more than I thought it would.


Even dad noticed my change in mood, but he never questioned it. I could practically hear mom saying: 'don't look a gift horse in the mouth'. But even though I was much happier than when I first left the Pack at Derek's, I couldn't go back there yet. Just because I was happier didn't mean I had stopped thinking about everything that had happened. It meant I was coping better than I was and it was helping me from breaking down...again, or having a panic attack.

I found myself looking forward to waking up, because finding those little notes – and the roses – just made me smile. All the time. Without fail. I was quite surprised the dad hadn't found any of them yet, or asked about why there were flowers on my desk, but that was fine with me. I'd rather not have to explain these kinds of things to him, especially when I had no idea how to explain it. I mean, how could I tell my dad that his sixteen-almost-seventeen-year-old son was – apparently – the Mate of the twenty two year wolf Alpha werewolf of Beacon Hills, who was sending said sixteen-almost-seventeen-year-old son little notes and roses to – what? – cheer him up, or something? Hell, I didn't even know why Derek was doing this! So that would definitely make it harder to explain this to dad, if he ever asked. Thank God dad knew when and when not to ask questions.

It was later that day when dad had come back from work. We were sitting at the table, having dinner, just talking... Well, for once, dad was talking more than me. The reason? I was trying to figure out a way to bring up a new topic. But I didn't know how to.

"Stiles. Everything ok, kiddo?" dad asked, drawing my attention to him.

Well, maybe I didn't have to bring it up myself.

"Um... Depends how you look at it really." I started. "I mean, I'm alive aren't I. Sure, I'm still tired and I feel like shit, but after the few days we had at Derek's, that's expected, right? I mean, yeah, I'm the only one that ended up feeling like this, but that was my choice, so I guess that's my bad or you could blame it on the..."

"Stiles!" dad said, raising his voice so I could hear him over my ramblings. "First off, breathe. Second, calmly tell what's going on."

I nodded, breathing deeply for a second, staring intently at the table. I had no idea if he was going to believe me, or freak out or... But I needed to be truthful with him, right? Even if I did lie in the first place.

"I lied." I blurted out. "When I said Isaac wanted me and Scott to stay for the summer. The truth was, all six of the wolves were bitten by this creature and it turned Derek into a seventeen year old and it turned Scott, Isaac, Jackson, Erica and Boyd into seven year olds. We couldn't let anyone see them like that so I thought we should all stay at Derek's, until we got them all back to normal. I stayed up, literally, all night doing research, I got barely any sleep, and I was too busy taking care of the others to worry about myself. Then Derek decided to drop this bombshell on me, and I am not repeating it right now, I freaked out then ended up locking myself in the room I was using. I started to hallucinate and it was mom and it said some pretty...uh, well things mom wouldn't say it, but I definitely think it all the time, then I found what we needed, then passed out for a week. I got Lydia to translate the text that was in Latin of all things, had another little freak out that Derek helped with. We ended up figuring out I had to kill the Filius – that was the name of the creature – so that was fun, but it took ages to convince them to go through with it. Allison, Derek and I caught the damn thing, but then I started hallucinating again, but this time it was more than just mom and I passed out again. When I woke up I was back in the Hale house, but one of the hallucinations was still there, and it kept burning me when I was trying to boil and set fire to the Filius, but I was the only who knew, and no it left no marks. Then the wolves passed out, turned back to normal and then I got confused. So I came home."

I stopped for a moment, letting what I had just said sink in.

"Oh, and did I mention I basically played mom to the Betas, as well as breaking down more times than I would care to admit in those thirteen days?" I added.

Yeah, that would take the breath out of you... Dad sat there, wide eyed and mouth agape, not knowing where to start. To be honest, I wouldn't blame him.


Dad ended up getting me to go through it all, step by step, from the moment they got bit to the moment I left for home – ever since he found out about the Pack, neither of us wanted there to be any more secrets. He even made me tell him about the whole Mate-and-kissing-and-slight-spooning situation, and man was that uncomfortable and embarrassing. He made me tell him everything the hallucinations had told me and who I saw when it had been said. To say he was surprised was a massive understatement. He didn't know what to say. So we sat there in silence.

After a few minutes, dad stood up and walked over to the armchair he normally sat in. He moved it out the way, before crouching down on the ground and removing a floorboard, taking out a box. Now I was confused. I never knew about that...ever. Dad placed the floorboard back in place, before picking the box up and pushing the armchair back into place, moving to sit next to me again. Dad looked down at the box, smiling a little, before he handed it over to me. On the top of the box, in very familiar writing, was my name. Not my self-appointed nickname, but my real full name – Genim Alexander Stilinski. I couldn't stop a lump forming in my throat. How could I not recognise my mom's handwriting?! I looked up at dad, frowning slightly.

"She told me that I would know when to give it to you." dad explained. "Now seems like the right time. So, look through this box, and afterwards you can tell me if you still believe those monster induced illusions."

I nodded, not trusting myself to speak right now.

"Do you want me to leave?" dad asked.

I shook my head, violently. This was not something I could do alone.

"Ok. I'll be right here, kiddo." he told me.

Now I just had to work up the courage to actually open the box.


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