A/N: I would like to have a shout-out to Endless-Sunyata. Thanks for the wonderful PM, it really made my day to read it.

I'd also like to thank all of the other readers that take time to read/review/follow this story.

I have decided to break this chapter in half, instead of having one really long chapter, although it is somewhat short… sorry about the short chapters but the shorter they are, the sooner the update. Chapter 5 is already being written so I'm hoping to have that published soon… hopefully.

I have had this chapter written for a while now but with family reunions back-to-back, family from out of state visiting and spending well needed girls time with the bestie, this chapter has/was put on the back burner. But I was also having doubts about chapter 4 and how it's written. I'm still not sure if this is how I want this chapter to go or not but I guess I'll just see what you guys think and go from there.

One more thing. Song inspiration for this chapter: Dance with me tonight by Olly Murs

Scott finally reaches the Hale house, Derek and Bau are in the back training and Stiles was sitting on the porch sharpening weapons as Katie pranced around him. Huffing from his run, Scott tries to sneak into the house to rest before more training but a knife whizzes past his face, missing my mere centimeters, planting itself firmly into the tree's bark. Stunned, the young wolf looks to catch sight of the culprit, only to be greeted by Stiles' smiling face.

"Hey buddy! Derek and Bau are almost done. Get over here and get warmed up!" Stiles yells to Scott, who growls but goes to the back of the house to wait for further instruction. "I wanted to use you as target practice but Bau thinks that it's too early in your wolflihood." Stiles shrugs and holds up a newly sharpened blade, smiling at his own reflection.

The other teen rolls his eyes and turns his attention to Bau and Derek. The younger of the two was dodging the fatal blows but never managed to touch the alpha. Scott's attention is quickly diverted as Katie, who has climbed to the roof of the house, launches herself to land on Scott's back. Without being prepared, Scott falls to the ground and Katie immediately stands on top of the teen wolf, jumping up and down triumphantly. "Stiles! I did it! I got Scott!"

"You sure did." Stiles beams at the little girl as she hops off of Scott to run to Stiles, enveloped into the teen's warm embrace. Stiles stands and swings Katie around, making the girl burst into a fit of laughter.

Scott is still lying on the ground when Derek's voice breaks him from his thoughts. Groaning, Scott stands and makes his way to the beta. Before Scott had the chance to take another breath, he was looking up at the smirking face of Derek. "Fail. You have to be prepared for anything. Get up and try again. Then we take to the woods."

Stiles and Katie were now sitting. Katie was leaning into Stiles' side with the teen's arm wrapped around her to hold her close. The two were watching intently as Derek and Scott 'trained'. Stiles' attention was taken away from the scene in front of him when he hears music start. Turning, he notices Bau and Maggie dancing in the kitchen. Katie, hearing the upbeat music, grabs Stiles' hand, dragging the teen into the house.

Katie starts twirling around, going between Maggie and Bau, causing them to laugh and their smiles growing bigger. "Dance with me!" Katie grabs Stiles' hands and starts moving to get the teen to follow her. It didn't take much before Stiles was prancing around dancing with Katie. He picks the little six-year-old up and twirls her around.

Normally not the one to stop in the middle of training, Derek emerges into the kitchen, shirt soaked in sweat, to start dancing with the others. Katie wiggles herself free of Stiles to be picked up by Derek's strong arms.

Scott comes to the doorway and watches as the group boogies around the room, smiling, laughing and having a spectacular time. He spots Maggie grabbing Katie and her and Bau dance their way out of the room by the back door, where Scott was standing. Bau places his hand on the teen's shoulder. "Let's go get some more training in, yeah?" He usher the young man away, going towards the woods.

In the kitchen, Derek and Stiles gravitate towards each other, arms wrapping around the other's neck and waist. There was the occasional pull out and spin back in and a dip. The two chuckling and grinning ear-to-ear until the last pull out and spin in. Stiles and Derek put space between them and Stiles spun back in and found himself extremely close to the wolf's face; their heartbeats hammering in their chest and their breathing heavy. Derek looks intently into Stiles' doe eyes as Stiles glances at Derek's eyes and then to the wolf's lips. Slowly and hesitantly, their heads start to move forward.

They're so close, breathing in the same air, until their lips are almost touching… Stiles scrambles from Derek's grips to get as much space between him and the wolf.

"Stiles…"

"Umm, I, uh, I have to go." Darting from the kitchen, Stiles exits the house, running to Laura's residence. Frantically knocking on the door, Stiles calls out to the she-wolf. "Laura! Laura!" The door opens to reveal the tall raven-haired beauty.

"Stiles? What's wrong?" Laura steps out onto the front porch to check over Stiles. He collapses into her and starts to have a panic attack. "Stiles, listen to my heartbeat, focus on that." After a few more minutes of Stiles' labored breathing, he finally calms down enough and breathing goes back to normal. "Let's get you inside." Laura goes to stand and picks the teen up with her, carrying him into the house to lay him on the couch. She exits the room to grab a glass of cold water, coming back seconds later and handing over the glass. Stiles takes a few sips but doesn't look up to meet Laura's gaze. "Stiles, look at me. Tell me what happened." Stiles starts to shake but Laura's hand on his knee calms him.

Laura takes a seat next to Stiles, pulling him in close and snaking her arms around his shoulders. "You want to talk about it?" Stiles remains still, just taking in the comfort of a member of the pack. "Is everything ok with the others?" Stiles nods his head 'yes', Laura relaxes a little, knowing that everyone is fine. The two sit in silence. Laura giving Stiles time to calm down more and figure out what he wants to say; finally, he starts to explain to her what happened.

"He's going to hate me forever; he won't be able to look at me again. How, how are we supposed to just pretend like that didn't almost happen? I'm, I'm going to have to move out, there's no way that I'll be able to face him after that, no way. He must be disgusted with me! Why did I have to be so stupid?!" Stiles rambles without breathing, his face starting to turn red from the lack of intake of oxygen.

"Breathe, Stiles." Stiles takes a few intakes of air. "Now, tell me what happened. Slower this time, I may be a werewolf but I can't listen that fast." The teen opened his mouth to explain; "Breathe and stop between sentences."

"We were dancing in the kitchen. Maggie and Bau were dancing together and I had Katie and everything was fine…"

"Stiles."

"Right. Ok." He closes his eyes and takes another deep breath. "Then, Derek came in and, and we were dancing together. Some point, Maggie had taken Katie from Derek and I and she left with Bau. Derek and I were the only ones left and were dancing together. We were laughing and then, then…" Stiles starts to panic again, breath hitching in his throat.

"Stiles, it's fine. You're fine."

Stiles scurries from the couch and starts pacing in the room. "We almost kissed! How is that ok?! That's like, like incest!"

Did she hear right? Stiles and Derek almost kissing? Laura blocks out Stiles' ramblings as she tries to hide the smirk on her face and lets her inner thoughts take over. Finally! They're starting to feel the connection; if only they kissed. We must do something to get them to.

"…I'm never going to live this down! My own brother!"

"Stiles." Stiles continues pacing. "Stiles!" At the tone of voice, Stiles is looking at Laura, his head dipped in submission. "It's fine."

"How can you say it's fine? I almost kissed my brother!"

Why didn't we tell him sooner? "Stiles, he's uh, Derek's not…" Laura tries to think of a way to tell Stiles without completely breaking him.

"He's not what?"

Laura stands. "Come on."

oOo

"Laura, what are we doing here?" Stiles and Laura are weaving their way through the cemetery; Stiles following the soon-to-be alpha closely as she leads the way. "Are you going…?"

"Stiles." Her voice is low as she stops in front of a headstone.

"Who… did you know them? Why are we here?"

"Stiles, they're your parents." Laura is waiting for the out lash from the teen but only chuckles fill the silence between them.

"Ha ha ha, ok, seriously, why are we out here?"

"Stiles, they are your real parents." The teen can see the sincerity in the woman's eyes; she's not pulling a prank, she's completely serious.

"No, no… it… Bau and Maggie…" Tears swell in his eyes and he starts to back up from Laura.

"They took you in after they found your parents were killed…"

"No! This is some sick joke!" Laura takes a step forward. "No, don't…just, just stay away from me!" Stiles yells and turns on heal to run into the woods.

"Stiles!"

oOo

He runs, he's not sure how long or how far he is, he just wants to get away. Get away from a life of lies; a family of lies. A family that he thought he knew, a family who didn't keep secrets from him. A family who he trusted with his life. The same family, who had taught him how to protect himself, taught him how to survive. The same family who taught him how to have fun and how to love with all of his heart.

He can hear his heartbeat in his ears, his breathing coming out as deep pants. He's not paying attention enough and trips on and uprooted root, tripping and rolling down the small embankment. Stiles yells in pain as he hears the snapping of his leg bone. Lying on his back as pain surges through his body, Stiles takes the time just to rest and catch his breath before he figures out a way to get home.

Home

Home

Could he let himself go back there? A place built on lies? But did he really have a choice? Where could he possibly go? He and Scott didn't know each other well enough for him to move in, plus did he really even trust Scott? Did he trust anyone in the world?

Stiles cries. Crying for the feeling of betrayal of the people he had called family. He cried for the parents he would never get to know. He cried because for the first time in his life, he felt completely and utterly alone.

oOo

"Laura." Derek was the first to spot Laura approaching the house; she had tears streaking her face. "What…"

"Stiles. He, he came to me after…he was freaking out… I-I had to tell him. H-he took off into the woods. I should have followed him but I didn't. I didn't know what to do and then when I did try to find him, his scent was everywhere. I-I couldn't find him. Derek I couldn't find him!" Laura sobs into her younger brother's shoulder as he pulls her close. Bau, Maggie and Scott were standing a few feet away, concern written on the alpha and his mate's face.

"Laura, show us where you last saw Stiles." Bau speaks up, heading towards Derek and Laura. Sniffling, Bau's daughter nods and takes off into the woods towards the cemetery.

oOo

The sun is starting to become hidden behind the trees and Stiles is trying to crawl his way out of the ditch. He would get so far and pain would course through his body, making him loose his gripping and slide down to his starting position. Hitting the ground in frustration, Stiles lets out a growl of anger and tears threaten to fall again. He gets himself as comfortable as possible, he comes to the realization that he'll probably die in the ditch but doesn't bring himself to care.

He is not sure how long he has been sitting in complete silence or how long it has been since the last rays of light shown through the trees before he hears faint voices in the distance.

"Over here!" A voice calls as they pick up on Stiles' scent. It becomes stronger as they near and soon, they're looking down at the slim body. "Stiles!" The teen is too tired and in too much pain to even put up a fight when someone picks him up to carry him home.

oOo

"What happened?" Maggie greets the others at the door. Derek steps through first since he was carrying Stiles. "Put him on the kitchen table and grab the kit." Maggie follows behind Derek and goes to assess the damage on Stiles' leg. The teen is in a daze but conscious. Maggie bends over to meet Stiles' gaze. "We're going to fix this. Everything is going to be fine."

Katie, who should be in bed, hears the commotion and scurries into the kitchen. "Stiles!" She runs to the boy's side and takes a look at the injured leg. "You got an owwie. I kiss it make it better." Katie makes a move to go to the injured leg, but Stiles' hand reaches out.

"Katie." His voice is raspy and was the little girl's name whispered. Katie faces Stiles.

"Scott, take Katie into the other room." Maggie instructs the teen wolf as she searches through the kit for the needed supplies. Scott moves to retrieve the little girl but she refuses to move and instead holds Stiles' hand tightly.

"NO! I'm staying with Stiles!" She starts screaming and crying when she feels Scott starting to pull her way. Stiles tightens his grip on the little girl's hand and looks pleadingly to Scott. Scott stops, not sure of what to do. His eyes dart from Katie to Stiles' brown, half-lidded eyes.

Stiles opens his mouth to ask Scott to just leave the girl but a scream erupts from his throat and his world is consumed by darkness as Maggie and Derek set his leg.