Set in *Tell Me Silently* Universe. Scott is given the opportunity to go on a free trip to Bonnie's cabin in the mountains. There they experience some first for them. For Scott it is a Christmas without his mom. For Bonnie it is a Christmas without the Mystic Falls gang. For Tyler it is a Christmas dealing with guilt. And for Stiles, a Christmas with his still newly discovered sexuality. Rated M for sexual content and language.

Disclaimer: I own nothing. These two shows (Teen Wolf and The Vampire Diaries)...I wish. Would be making some type of bank.

Enjoy

"You're not coming?"

That was all Bonnie could say.

"I'm sorry Bonnie...but I think it would be best if I stay home. Is that okay?"

The voice on the other line, belonging to Caroline, was sad and cautious. As if waiting for Bonnie to snap. And Bonnie wanted to. Caroline needed to be there. So che could meet Scott and Stiles finally. And talk to Tyler. And help her deal with everything that was going to happen. And help her set up during the party, and drink with her while the guys got loud and slightly rowdy while they were drunk. Caroline was supposed to be there for her. But she could not.

"It's okay Caroline."

She lied through her teeth, and if Caroline was there she would have known that.

"Okay. I promise to call everyday! And I will send you your gift via mail...and...and I'm sorry Bonnie."

Caroline sounded like she was close to tears. Bonnie kind of wanted that, but she took it back the closer she got to it.

"It's okay Caroline. I am sure whatever your reasoning is is very much valid."

"It's my mom...she has been so...you know."

Bonnie nodded. She did know. Caroline had been talking to her about it since she left for college that fall. Sheriff Forbes had been sad and worried for Caroline. It was the standard mother having to watch her baby leave the nest, mixed with real fears that her vampire daughter would kill or be killed. Of course nothing happened. Caroline was one of the most well composed vampires and was also really good with maintaining a low profile. She was better than most of her Senior vampires. Still that would not stop Liz from worrying and Bonnie getting calls from Caroline voicing her frustrations from her room in her residence hall. Bonnie had wondered how she was able to walk in and out of the residence halls without invitation. Caroline had no actual clue. Eventually she gave Bonnie one answer.

"Well it is a public school...so..."

That was enough for Bonnie. She let out a laugh, coming to a conclusion that she would never understand that.

"Hey so has anyone shown up yet?"

Bonnie sighed.

"No. I doubt Matt was going to be able to come. The Grille has him working even on Christmas. Jeremy I am not too sure about..."

She stopped not wanting to mention Elena. Caroline took that hint and moved on.

"Well if they don't show up..."

"I will spend my Christmas with Scott, Tyler, and Stiles. That is plenty to have a good time with."

"Speaking of good time...are you going to do it with Scott?"

Bonnie was thankful she was in a room on the second floor by herself. Of course they could still possibly listen in, but she hoped they would respect her privacy a little.

"Why does everyone want to know that?"

"Because...you are like the last virgin of the group."

She meant of the Mystic Falls group. Bonnie was sure Jeremy had been the first to lose his, to Vicki. Tyler had lost more than likely been with Vicki as well. Elena had been with Stefan. Caroline was a special case. They disregarded her relationship with Damon as anything consensual. To her she had not given up her virginity to him. So it did not count. Bonnie was not sure about Matt. They did not date long enough for anything to possibly happen. Plus she had been in transition for most of their relationship, sex was a bad idea. Though that did not mean they did not have sex. It just was not likely. Tyler may or may not have been her true first. Still she and him had a sexual relationship so there was no doubt Caroline was not a virgin. It was Bonnie who was up to question. She had stated she was a virgin, not really seeing the big deal with it. Caroline had been the one to make it a big deal. That is until Bonnie snapped at her for it. Caroline has sensed stopped talking about her virginity as some illness that can only be cured by sex.

Still there were moments like this where Caroline spoke before she thought.

"But my virginity is not like some token or something. I don't just have to give it up because I am tired of it, or it will affect my status as a human being."

"But you are..."

Bonnie was about to say something when Caroline said that. She shut her mouth, knowing she could not disagree. She did really want to be rid of her virginity. Not because it was some taxing weight on her. But because she was ready. She looked at the door, seeing if anyone was out there. She could not pick up on any werewolf, or dead vibes, and Stiles was not capable of being quiet. She was in the clear.

"Yes I am...but...it's not that I am just tired of my virginity...it's just that I am ready, and I really do want to take that next step. With Scott."

"That sounds so romantic..."

"Thanks."

"I hope it's special..."

"I do too."

Bonnie did not know where or how she got there, but somehow she was comfortable talking about her maybe first time.

"Okay we should talk about something else..."

"Sure!"

They continued their conversation, on school and life. By the time they were done it was time for Bonnie to go help the guys cook a small dinner for them.

She went downstairs taking in the scenery. Stiles was following Tyler around getting things out of the fridge for their dinner. She smiled at that. Stiles was a little obvious. Then there was Scott. He was still sitting at the window, probably using his werewolf senses to look out at the night, to see the beautiful snow. As she stepped down, she noticed his solemn expression. He still was not exactly happy to be there. But she promised him a special Christmas. And she would deliver that.

Even if her plans had to change.

Because Bonnie was going to celebrate her first Christmas without her friends from back home. And she was oddly okay with that.

It was almost midnight, and no one else had shown up. Bonnie had gotten a little antsy, which was shocking because she is usually the level headed one for the most part. But here she was freaking out. Or close to it.

That was what Stiles thought. She kept looking out the window, and at her phone. Hoping someone would show up or call. Neither was happening. After they had cooked a dinner together, well Tyler mainly cooked, with Bonnie assisting, they sat down together and ate. It was a quiet dinner, feelings of disappointment, and sadness lingering over them. Even Stiles was quiet. But that was because he had his own problems.

After dinner they sat around, with a bottle of wine and drank. Well Bonnie and Tyler did. Scott and Stiles were too scared to do it. Both were worried that someone would come out and arrest them. Bonnie and Tyler assured them no one would come, and Tyler even mentioned that if they did he could compel them away. Of course Bonnie gave him a look and told him that was out of the question. But Tyler just dismissed it.

Stiles watched them interact. After getting to know Tyler, he never understood how Scott could make the mistake that Bonnie would have ever dated him. Tyler was very attractive, but he was a bit of a jerk. He remembered Scott describing it as him being an ass hat, like Jackson. After having a few conversations with him, he understood exactly what he meant by that. Tyler was a lot like Jackson, except he did not have Tyler's temper, or was not as mature as Tyler. Despite his hairline temper sometimes, Stiles had to admit that Tyler was very mature. When he was calm, his intensity matched and even rivaled Bonnie's, who Stiles associated calm and wise. Tyler just oozed this confidence that he did not find in any of his peers. It was attractive.

It was sexy.

That was when Stiles snapped out of his daze.

"I uh...I need to go to the bathroom..."

Bonnie would had been cuddled up into Scott, looked at him, her sleepy daze forcing her to react rather slowly.

"There is one down the hallway...to the left? Yes the left."

Bonnie was not drunk, instead just a little sleepy, from the food and wine. Stiles found it funny, especially since she had warned them they were going to be drinking rather heavily on Christmas Eve and Christmas in two days.

Stiles got up, nodding his head, and made a beeline to the bathroom. Once he was alone, he locked himself in.

Once he felt safe, which he knew was not truly possible with a group of supernatural creatures, two of them with super senses, he sighed. The first thing he did was release his bladder.

He did not realize that he actually had to go, and had been holding it for a long time. As soon as he let it out, and the streamed started to flow he let out another sigh. The sound of his stream splashing was incredibly satisfying to him. Once he was completely drained, he did the standard three shakes, and flushed.

Stiles wahsed his hands, and once he was done, he just stood there. Looking at himself in the mirror.

There was nothing different about him. He still had that same weird puggish nose. And his skin was still pale, and slightly pasty. He still had several moles on him, most notably his neck. He was still kind of scrawny. His eyes were still a murky looking brown. There was nothing different about him physically. Yet that summer, he had experienced a great change. Well not a great one, if anything it was kind of obvious when he thought about it. But it was till significant.

Stiles was bi. Stiles liked guys, he did not know to what degree, but he knew it was true. It had all started with Isaac. He and Isaac hung out a little, out of request of Scott. When Scott went on a mission that did not require Stiles, or Stiles was designated research monkey, Isaac was told to stay by his side to protect him. It was better than Derek to be honest. Isaac was a lot nicer, and somewhat funny. Even if he had thrown him across a room once. Still they talked, and became friends by association. Scott was their link. But that did not stop Stiles.

Stiles slowly but surely started noticing things about Isaac. The same way he noticed things about Lydia. The way Isaac stood, or how he could move both his eyebrows, but preferred to play with his left eyebrow the most. How he would get quiet when anyone mentioned his dad. Or how started to love dogs. And then there was his hair sometimes. It was messy and this earthy brown color. He liked it better than his own standard brown hair.

Stiles realized that he was starting to fall for Isaac, which was strange. He had never liked anyone other than Lydia. He had been around hot guys before, and never once felt that way about any of them. But here he was, falling for an orphan with a cute smile, nice jawline. Scott had figured it out, and ultimately Stiles had to come out. Well admit to himself that he was not as straight as he thought he was. He still was in love with Lydia, and girls were still sexy as hell to him. But now he started to look at Danny, and Boyd when he was around, and now Tyler differently. Especially Tyler.

Tyler was the epitome of sexy to him. He was shorter than Stiles, but no doubt stronger, and the way he talked, it was mature, but still young. The way he walked around, like he was the coolest dude on the planet. It was attractive. Tyler was attractive. And that was bad.

Stiles was no longer confused about himself, but he felt nervous and guilty if he were to hook up with a guy and his dad not know.

Stiles may have accepted himself, more or less, but he needed his dad to know. He was already keeping so many secrets from him as it is. Nights going to spend at Scott's were really going to deal with some supernatural problem. That bruise and cut was from Lacrosse, but really getting thrown around like a rag doll. I will get a girlfriend one day really meant, I may or may not get one, but there is a possibility that girl will be a guy and I may or may not be the bottom.

Stiles almost laughed at that. He was so weird. Stiles realized that even though he was bisexual and identified as such, his experience with either sex was incredibly limited. He had been rebuffed by both sexes multiple times. Well mainly Lydia and Danny. Danny was just because he was curious if gay guys found him attractive. Turns out drag queens thought he was cute. But they were not really his type. Still it was lack of experience, but his total confidence in his sexuality that sometimes baffled him. How could you be queer, yet not have experienced either or sex?

"Guess I'll never know."

Stiles sighed, coming to terms that this was his first Christmas as a fully understanding bisexual. And yet he was not getting any Christmas nookie from either sex.

A/N: Another chapter. I had originally wanted to start posting this earlier so I could complete it on Christmas day, but that might not happen. So instead. I will finish it by tomorrow or tonight.

Merry Christmas, and Happy Holidays.