The pizza comes and they all turn into a pack of hungry wolves. Ha. Get it. But they really do go at it. And after there all feed and watered they just lounge around talking about things that went on during the summer. Stiles steers the conversation away from himself because lying in front of Derek and Scott together is hard. The night goes on peacefully. Until Stiles gets a call. He reaches in his pocket. And looks at the caller ID and it says, Bobby. Crap. His heart rate must've picked up because Scott and Derek's gazes land on Stiles. The phone has been continuously ringing this whole time. Stiles decides to pick up the phone.

"Hey, Bobby." He says in a weird voice. At that, everyone looks at him. He waves them off. And gets up. "How've you been?" Stiles says as he walks away. Not far enough that a wolf can't hear him. But for humans, it'd be hard.

"I've been good. Did you get home alright?" Oh yeah, he forgot to call Bobby.

"Yeah. Sorry for not calling. I forgot." Stiles said trying to figure out a way to end this conversation without worrying or being rude to Bobby.

"It's fine Stiles. Anything interesting happening on your end?" Bobby asks. To anyone else that would be a normal question but Stiles knew he was asking if there were any supernatural problems and would he need help.

"No nothing. I just went to school today. And I'm currently at a party with friends." Stiles says trying to end the Conversation.

"Oh, I 'm interrupting you." He laughs. "Have fun, Stiles. I call you back later." Stiles says bye and hangs up.

He awkwardly walks back into the room. He tries to sit down and pretend that phone call never happened. But Derek goes and asks him.

"Stiles who was that?" Stiles looks at Derek.

"Oh, that was the FBI guy that I was working with remember. I told you about him." Stiles says mostly to Derek.

"Why is he calling you? Wait why does he even have your number?" Oh yeah, that might be weird.

"We got along really well. And he wanted to see if I made it home alright." Scott believed him right away. But everyone else was giving him a look. A look he was ignoring.

After a few minutes, everything was normal again. Besides the side eye, Derek was giving him. Until there was another disturbance. And it wasn't Stiles' phone this time. It was Peter freaking Hale coming into the loft. More like limping in. His chest was covered in blood. There were cuts all over his body. Almost like he'd been tortured. He fell on the floor after getting down the stairs. That made Derek and Scott get into action. Lydia backed away. She still didn't fully trust Peter. I mean who would but still. Allison stayed back as well just watching. Stiles joined Derek in helping Peter up. And Scott started to try to stop the bleeding.

"Peter, what the hell happened?" Derek asks. Not really worried for Peter. But more of what did this to him.

"I don't know. I was heading to the loft. When the human with a weird smell came up and knocked me unconscious and I woke up in some basement tied to a chair." Peter said pausing to catch his breath. This gave Stiles a flashback to Gerard's basement. "And the guy started to cut me while asking me questions. I didn't even know who he was talking about." Peter says watching his body heal.

"Was he asking for someone?" Stiles asked curiously. Peter looked at him.

"Yeah, he asked where the Winchester was." Stiles' blood ran cold. This was not a coincidence. He knew some Winchesters. In fact, he knew two Winchesters. Two Winchesters that cannot be here. He'd heard from Bobby. They were dangerous. Not to humans. But more so to his furry friends. Stiles heart rate must have picked up. When he heard Winchester. Because Peter asked.

"Do you know what it means Stiles." Stiles looks at Peter fear for his friends evident in his face. If they were here he may as well warn them.

"If by Winchester. You mean the Hunters. Then yeah I know what it means." Stiles said unsure of what to do now.

"Hunters, what do you mean Stiles?" Scott asks like the confused puppy he is.

"There are very dangerous hunters. Probably more so than the Argents." He gave Allison a sad smile. She returned it.

"Why would they be more dangerous," Derek says just as interested.

"From what I heard um I mean read. There kill first ask questions later hunters. Who hunt every supernatural creature around. Even if they're innocent. And there's two of them. Brothers." Stiles reiterates what Bobby had told him during the summer about the Winchesters.

"How do you know all this?" Allison asks.

"Well know thy enemy right. No offense Allison." Stiles apologize's again.

"But the guy said there was a 3rd Winchester. Not two." Peter said confused. Now Stiles was internally freaking out. It could be him. I mean they're related. And last time he checked his last name was Stilinski. Maybe cause they're related. He wanted to ask Bobby but he couldn't exactly tell that he was related to the Winchesters after he lied to him. Man lies were gonna be the death of him.

After a getting as much information out of Peter as they could. They stood around the table spitting ideas at who the other Winchester could be. Stiles wasn't completely silent but more than normal. He was currently trying to see if he should tell Bobby. Because he needed to know if the supernatural world considered him a Winchester. If so he was fucked.

"Stiles?" Derek asked. But Stiles was so absorbed in thought he didn't realize. He was worried. If studying with Bobby was a bad idea. "STILES!" Derek yelled this time.

"What!" Stiles said looking wide-eyed at Derek.

"We wanted to know who you thought could be the other Winchester because you know so much about them," Peter asked. Stiles bit his lip. He was almost certain it was him.

"I don't know," Stiles said quietly still thinking. However, with his emotions, not in check it sounded a lot like a lie to everyone else.

"Stiles, do you know who it is?" Scott asked looking confused as to why he was lying.

"Maybe?" Stiles said as he's not looking at anyone in the eyes. "I have to check something. I'll be back." Stiles says as he tries to run out of the loft alone again. But this time Derek follows him.

"Stiles who is it?" Derek asks as Stiles reaches his car.

"I'm not certain. That's why I'm going to research something. And I'll come back and tell you." Stiles says getting upset. Cause he really doesn't wanna have this conversation. Especially not with grumpy pants over here. "I'll call you later. Trust me." Stiles said as he climbed into his jeep and speed away.

Derek trusted him. More than he'd ever care to admit. But he was worried. Stiles gets into a lot of trouble. More so than most humans. Especially since he hangs out with supernatural creatures on an everyday basis.