"Building a Pack"
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The second Stiles had returned to school, she had been scoping out candidates to join the newly formed Hale pack.
Two students popped into her mind and they were Isaac Lahey and Erica Reyes, two students who were always by themselves and in pain.
Erica was sick and suffered from seizures every so often.
One day, she had one in the middle of the hall and a student decided to film it with his phone.
Stiles, who was now a werewolf and had already decided to have Erica join her pack, felt enraged that someone was hurting her future pack mate.
Without thinking, she had stormed over and grabbed the phone out of the boy's hand and threw it at the wall, shattering it.
When he tried to yell at her or hit her, Stiles simply glared and it was like he could tell that she was now a predator.
Feeling fearful of the brunette, the boy took off running and Stiles scooped Erica up in her arms, being as gentle as possible and bumped into Isaac.
She handed him her keys and demanded he drive them to the hospital as fast as possible.
Stunned, Isaac did as he was told and drove the jeep there while Stiles held Erica in the back seat, running her fingers through her hair and whispering words of encouragement.
Trying to take Erica's mind off the pain, Stiles remembered that the girl liked comics and started talking about her favorite DC characters.
Stiles had commented that Wonder Woman and Catwoman were the two most badass DC women and Erica agreed, though she did state that she liked Batman out of all the heroes.
They arrived at the hospital quickly and Stiles carried Erica in with a worried Isaac following, unsure of what else he was supposed to do.
He watched as Stiles placed Erica down on a gurney and the girl was being tended to by nurses, one of then he recognized as Scott's mom.
Melissa had praised him and Stiles for bringing Erica in, then she had the girl wheeled away to tend to her.
Later on, Scott arrived and made his way over to Stiles.
The she-wolf nearly rolled her eyes when she saw Allison following him.
She liked Allison, really, but the fact that her family have been hunting werewolves for 2000 years made her feel wary that the girl would one day shoot an arrow through her eye.
"Hey, how's Erica?" He asked.
"Not sure. They won't tell since we're not family." Stiles huffed.
"How did you manage to get her here so fast?" Allison questioned.
"Isaac drove. You know Isaac, right? He's on the lacrosse team with us." Stiles pointed over at the blond.
"Um, hi." Isaac smiled sheepishly at the attention.
Turning back to look at Stiles, Scott couldn't help but really take her in.
She had changed so much over the last few days and she seemed to be avoiding him.
"So, um, I-I'm gonna head back to school now. I guess I'll see you around." Isaac said as he handed Stiles back her keys.
When he did so, Isaac's fingers brushed over Stiles' palm and he felt a sense of calm overcome him.
Being this close to the girl now that the panic had faded away, Isaac could feel a calming aura around Stiles and he felt like nuzzling up against it but resisted the urge.
"Sure. Maybe we can hang out some time." Stiles smiled.
Unable to resist, Isaac smiled back, and it grew even bigger when he saw the pleased gleam in Stiles' eyes.
"Yeah, sure. Sounds great." He nodded and then walked off.
Catching a scent, Scott started sniffing and it made Stiles feel like rolling her eyes at his stupidity.
"Scott, what is it?" Allison asked.
"I-I think I smell another wolf." He informed quietly.
"Oh my god, Peter really did settle for you, didn't he?" Stiles commented.
The dark-haired duo stared at Stiles, looking confused, but then she glowed her eyes at them, showing them what she meant.
"Stiles, you're a-"Scott gasped.
Allison quickly slapped her hand over his mouth, not wanting anyone to overhear them.
"Yeah, I am." Stiles confirmed.
"But why? When did this happen?" Allison asked her.
"After I found out I was sick. I knew the bite would heal me. I had no other choice. Scott, you know that better than anyone." Stiles told him.
She gave him a meaningful look, begging him to understand her reasoning.
"Stiles, you didn't have to do this. This isn't the best life and you know it." Scott exclaimed.
"Oh, you mean being healthy? Not having to worry about my mind becoming mush? Spending the last two years of my life rotting away in a hospital bed, being plagued with nightmares that I can never wake up from? Feeling like my own mind is being destroyed and is rebelling against me? Dying the same gruesome way my mom did? That's what I deserve?" Stiles demanded.
Allison looked away, feeling tears gathering in her eyes, especially when she heard Stiles' voice crack when she described the way her mother had died, the way she would have if Derek hadn't turned her.
Scott's anger at Derek for biting Stiles faded away.
He knew that Stiles had no other choice.
If Derek had turned her way and refused to give her the bite, Stiles probably would have stolen one of her father's guns and shot herself, sparing herself the torture of the illness.
"No, it's not. Stiles, I'm sorry. I don't want you to die. And I would rather you be alive as a werewolf than dead as a human. But this life…it's so hard I would never force this on anyone and I hat that you have to go through it." Scott explained.
"I'm not you, Scottie. Derek's been helping me through it all. He says I'm a natural.
"Well, you did train me." Scott grinned.
"Wait, are you the only one Derek's planning on turning?" Allison couldn't help but ask.
"So far. As a new alpha, he feels the desire the build a pack. As his second in command, it's my job to help him find new members to join." Stiles stated.
"New members?" Scott asked.
"Yes, but he won't bite them unless they want it. Although, I really hope Erica says yes." Stiles looked over when she saw the Reyes arrives.
They were speaking with the doctor, asking how Erica was doing and they looked visibly worried.
"Erica?" Allison questioned.
"She's sick, really sick. If she doesn't get turned, she'll die. She has a clock ticking on her life, just like I did. She needs this. Erica has always been sick and never really got a chance to live. With the bite, she'll get that life. I know you guys don't approve, but it needs to be done." Stiles told them.
"My dad's not going to like it." Allison shook her head.
She had learned that not all werewolves were monsters, but her family had been raised to think differently.
"I don't care. We're saving an innocent life here." Stiles said.
"What about Isaac? Are you planning on making him a member of your pack too?" Scott asked.
"Yeah. I-I don't know why, but…when I first saw him, it-it's like my wolf just recognized him as a pack mate." Stiles told him.
"Did your wolf see me as one?" Scott asked her.
"Yes, but at the moment, you're an omega. That's not safe, Scott. I know you and Derek have issues, but, Scott… That whole killing the alpha that turned you to become human again thing? It's total bullshit. You wouldn't have become human again if you killed Peter. You would have become an alpha." Stiles informed.
"How do you know that?" Allison asked stunned.
"I found some old Hale journals that survived the fire. Derek let me read them. Anyway, as you now know, killing Peter wouldn't have helped you. It would have opened a whole new can of trouble. You can barely handle the power of a beta. Imagine the power of an alpha. You're too new. Also, you're just too good to kill anyone. Even a psychopath like Peter." Stiles said.
Feeling upset by the news that he really was stuck as a werewolf for good, Scott also realized that Stiles was right.
He didn't have it in him to kill anyone.
Besides, he supposed there were some good thing about being a werewolf.
His asthma was no longer an issue, he made it to first string and he had a girlfriend.
None of those things would have happened without becoming a werewolf.
"Yeah, you're right. Guess I'm just gonna have to learn to deal with it. And I'm gonna have to accept that Derek's gonna be hanging around more often. But I still don't like him." Scott grinned.
Laughing at that, Stiles pulled Scott into a hug and the two wolves purred in content.
(Later on…)
It was now night time and Stiles was watching over Erica.
She was resting comfortably and was recovering fine from her seizure.
Sensing her alpha's aura, Stiles glanced behind her at Derek and the man slid up to her side, wrapping an arm around her waist.
"You smell like Scott." He commented.
"Yeah, I told him. He said he'll learn to deal with everything." Stiles grinned.
Pleased that his first beta was happy that her friend hadn't rejected her, Derek smiled down at her and kissed her temple.
"I went to check out Isaac. Did you know his father was abusing him?" Derek asked.
It felt like someone had doused her with ice water when the news was given to her.
Whipping around, Stiles gripped Derek's shirt, her eyes wide with worry for the blond boy.
"What? No, I did not know that! Is he okay?" Stiles demanded.
Placing his hands on her cheeks, Derek rubbed her face with his thumbs, trying to calm her.
"Yeah, he is now. I gave him the bite already. He's back at the house, resting. now, I guess it's time to see our next pack mate." Derek told her.
Relaxing when she heard Isaac was safe at their den, Stiles nodded and grabbed Derek's hands, pulling him off into the room Erica was resting in.
The blonde was awake, staring down at the new bottle of pills the doctor prescribed for her.
"Hey, Catwoman." Stiles greeted.
Surprised that she had guests, Erica managed a small smile for the girl who had treated her with such kindness earlier that day.
"Hey, Stiles. Who's that guy?" Erica asked looking intimidated.
"This is Derek. He's here to help." Stiles said.
"Help me with what?" Erica asked.
"With your illness. I know a way to make it all go away. You won't have to take pills ever again." Derek informed.
"Yeah, right. These doctors have been working on me for years, but you somehow have some miracle cure?" Erica scoffed.
Walking over to the side of the bed, Stiles picked up one of Erica's hands and felt a whine build up at how cold she felt.
"Erica, I know this is all hard to believe, but it's true. Just last week, I was diagnosed with frontotemporal dementia. Derek healed me." Stiles told her.
Stunned by the news, Erica looked between the two dark haired people in leather jackets, feeling curious over what their connection was.
"How did he do that?" Erica asked.
Eyes glowing red, Derek gave a small grin down at Erica who looked entranced.
Looking over at Stiles, she was shocked to see the pretty whiskey colored eyes were now burning gold.
Everything was explained to Erica and she eagerly jumped at getting the bite, wanting to be healthy and able to wake up without worrying about having a seizure.
Derek decided to give it to her tomorrow when she would be checked out of the hospital by her parents.
Once that was decided, Stiles and Derek rushed off to the Hale house to check up on Isaac.
He was sleeping on a mattress and Stiles cooed over him, moving over and pulling his head onto her lap, gently running her fingers through his blond curls.
Watching over his two betas, Derek smiled as he saw how Stiles had unknowingly stepped into the role of a pack mother, tending to and caring for the younger members of the pack.
"You're really handling this well, Mie. Better than any other non-born wolves would have." Derek complimented.
Head picking up at the sound of the nickname Derek had christened her with, Stiles beamed at the praise from her alpha.
"Thanks. I just hope Isaac and Erica will be okay with it, too." Stiles said.
"They will because they have us." Derek stated.
Walking over, Derek kneeled down behind Stiles and rested his head on her shoulder.
Looking around at his burned down home, Derek frowned.
"I'm gonna have this place fixed up. It's in no condition for a pack." Derek said.
"Really? I mean, you're really okay with having this place rebuilt?" Stiles asked feeling stunned.
She knew how special the Hale house was to Derek and was stunned that he would want it to be torn down and rebuilt.
"Yeah. It's something that needs to be done so I can provide for my pack. It's what good alphas do." Derek informed.
"Where are you going to stay while it's being built?" Stiles questioned.
Derek remained silent, unsure of the answer.
"Derek." Stiles gave him a look that reminded him of his mother.
"I don't know. There's an abandoned train depot around here. I could stay there." Derek decided.
"Are you out of your frigging mind? You are not staying in that place! No way! You're staying with me. And so is Isaac. I'm not letting my alpha and my pup stay anywhere that's not safe." Stiles stated.
She cradled Isaac's head against her stomach, almost as though she were trying to shield him from any and all dangers.
Knowing that he would be unable to talk her out of it, Derek simply rested his head against her neck and placed a kiss there.
(The next day…)
When Isaac had woken up as a werewolf, he automatically felt the bond between himself, his alpha and his other beta.
He soaked up the attention Stiles gave him and loved it when she would play with his hair, it reminded him of his mother.
Erica was then turned, and she was eager to strut around town, showing everyone that she was no longer someone who could be bullied or messed with.
Derek had given Stiles his credit card and ordered her to get their two new pups some proper clothes to wear.
Isaac and Erica followed Stiles around like eager puppies, pulling her off to the places they wanted to go check out and what they wanted.
Now that she was no longer ugly (Stiles almost took her head off for saying that about herself) Erica wanted to show off her body and flaunt how beautiful she really was.
When they arrived at school Monday morning, everyone was stunned by what they saw.
Stiles was strutting down the halls, being flanked by Isaac and Erica, all three of them wearing designer clothing and leather jackets.
Scott was watching the trio of wolves as they walked down the halls, stunned with how much attention they had brought to themselves.
He hadn't realized how much the bite could really affect someone.
Erica and Isaac seemed more confident than they had originally been, both of them eager to follow Stiles' every move which made Scott wonder who the real alpha of the pack was.
"Hey, Scottie." Stiles greeted as she came up to him.
"Hey. So, I see you two have been turned. How does it feel?" Scott asked the blond duo.
"Pretty good." Isaac said.
"Like nothing can destroy us." Erica smirked.
"Easy, Catwoman. Keep the claws away." Stiles joking chided.
"Just pointing it out, Wonder Woman." Erica smiled happily at the second in command.
Shaking her head fondly, Stiles brushed a long blond curl off Erica's shoulder and the girl beamed at the attention.
"Anyway, we should get to class. See you at lacrosse practise, McCall." Isaac smirked.
The blond duo then strutted off down the halls, Erica flipping her hair as she did so.
"Should we be worried?" Scott asked Stiles as they watched.
"They'll be fine." Stiles grinned.
The bell then rang, and the two wolves rushed off to their classes before they got a detention.
The end.