John POV

"I'm getting to old for this" I mumbled grimacing at the sharp backache that started to occur along my spine when I got out of the car. Jingling the keys in my palm, I walked into the house.

Silence.

Since it was a Saturday and still roughly 07:30 in the morning I figured Stiles was still be asleep. Climbing the stairs I headed toward my room glancing through the open door to Stiles room.

Where there was no Stiles.

But instead a mass of fur balls.

What on earth… Why was there a heap of puppies on my sons bed ? And where did that mean my son was ? Crouching down next to the bed I stared silently at the pups who were all snoring quietly, they all looked so small and innocent but were had they come from ? Surely they hadn't been dumped somewhere, but that wouldn't explain how they got here.

But that would have to wait, I had to find my son first and when I did he was in trouble. Digging my phone out of my jacket I hit speed dial and it rang a dozen times before it eventually went to his answer machine: "Hey, it's Stiles leave a message and ill get bac-". Hanging up I scrolled down my contacts until it came to Melissa, maybe he was at Scott's it wouldn't be unknown from his unusual behavior.

"Hello?" She answered on the 3rd ring

"Hey, Melissa is Stiles there ?" I asked

"No" She said sounding unnerved "I thought he and Scott stayed over there last night"

"Well they're not here so that means the two of them are missing" I quietened my voice as one of the pups, the snow white one near the foot of the bed, stirred slightly. The pure black one that it was curled into woke with its shuffling and nuzzled it, only seeming to wake it up fully. Reaching out a hand I stroked the scruff of it's neck and it whirled round in surprise a white blur of energy that caused the others to shuffle around and wake up too.

"Do you have any idea were they could be" I tried and failed to mute the yapping the white pup made by stroking it gently but it jut seemed to rouse him more.

"I haven't a clue; is that a puppy I can here ?" Melissa questioned

"One of the" I counted the litter on the bed "11 I have just come home to find on Stiles' bed. That's another thing, what do you think I should do with them?"

"How many did you say there were?" Melissa sounded as though something had just dawned on her so I repeated that there were 11 pups all sat staring at me on my son's bed.

"Stay there, I'll be over in half an hour, I need to see this for myself" then she added quietly

"I hope I'm wrong for all of their sake's"

When Melissa arrived and headed for the stairs I had nothing to do but follow her. When she reached Stiles' doorway she dropped the white plastic bag she held and fell to her knees only to be surrounded by 5 or six blurs of fur jumping around her ankles.

"What did you get yourselves into now, huh? Honestly how am I meant to explain this to John, did you think you could get out of the explanation just because you can't talk? Well tough luck, and now you owe me an explanation of how you ended up like this…" She looked at the pups sternly as she spoke and only looked up when the black pup jumped of the bed and calmly made his way over and sat in front of her on his hind legs.

The others had stopped and were looking at him expectantly as if he were their leader.

Melissa smiles wryly and held out her hand to the leader "Mind giving us an idea in some sort of way?" When he put his head in her hand her smiled widened and she tickled his chin affectionately,
"I'm guessing this has to be all of you then?" The pup licked his muzzle and starred at her. "One bark for yes 2 barks for no, okay?"

The black pup barked once. Melissa grinned.

"Good. Has the person or thing that did this to you gone?"

The leader tilted his head, then the white pup barked once.

"Okay, was it the threat that Scott refused to tell me about?"

This time the sandy coloured one barked looking slightly guilty.

"What threat? I asked dubiously but Melissa just waved her hand as if to say it didn't matter. She rounded the pups until they were all lined up then continued to talk to them.

"Was it another pack?"

Two short barks.

"Emissary?"

Another two barks.

"Witch?"

The whole litter did one bark in chorus.

"Did you come straight here?"

One bark.

"Should I explain the full story to him?"

One bark.

"Okay" she grimaced slightly "I think we should all go down stairs and maybe have some breakfast while we talk about this"

As if on cue there was low grumble of the many stomachs around the room followed by lots of wagging tails and yapping as there was a sudden rush to get out of the door.

When we got everyone settled in the kitchen with all the pups on the floor with bowls of cheerios between their paws I finally allowed myself to ask some of the questions I had bubbling up inside.

"Why are you talking to these pups as though they know were Stiles and Scott are? Why did you say another Pack? Pack of what? How did you know they would understand you? What did you mean 'Witch'? Wha-" Melissa silenced me with her sigh as she looked up from her coffee and into my eyes, and I could see the frustration behind those all knowing eyes. When she turned to face me, putting her legs under the table she sighed again and smiled slightly.

"At least we know where Stiles got his habit of asking questions" she said

I smiled at her "It's my job to ask questions, Melissa, just as it is yours to answer them"

Looking over at the puppies she spoke in an almost whisper "I shouldn't be the one to tell you this, but that there," she pointed at the rowdy group of puppies skidding around the floor chasing cheerios and spilt milk "those are our children and their friends".

"Pardon me, but it just sounded like you that our sons and their friends are those puppies" I said confused.

"That's exactly what I said, John," She faced me but avoided eye contact "what do you know about werewolves?"

About an hour later after many questions and slightly vague answers I was enlightened to the fact that for the past year my son has been helping sort out the supernatural mess that Beacon Hills has become. That Scott, who is like my second son, is a werewolf and that half the cases I haven't been able to solve is due to them having supernatural causes.

"So what now? How do we change them back because I would quiet like my son back to how he was" the white pup gave a small bark and ran over to jump in my lap "however annoying he is" I added, making the pup then jump of my lap with a huff.

"I don't know that yet," Melissa said with a sigh. She seemed to be doing that a lot today, giving her a hug I said in her ear "We'll work it out, don't you worry" as she clapped me on the back.

Stiles, the white furred pup I assumed to be Stiles, started nudging at his laptop on the coffee table with his muzzle.

"What?" I asked unsure of what he wanted, but he just kept looking at me and then at the computer on the table expectantly.

Melissa got a glint in her eye and she lent over to the coffee table and opened up the laptop and put it in front of the puppy. Stiles then pointed at the Microsoft Word icon on the screen with his nose and Melissa opened a new document and looked at the pup with a knowing smile.

I laughed when Stiles started nosing at the keys on his keyboard, but as I looked at the computer there were, funnily enough, words clear as day being spelt out on the screen.

We need to got see Deaton it said and Melissa nodded in agreement as she stroked Stiles' head.

"Even as a dog you still have brains kid" she praised making me smile. With this she reached over the arm of the couch and retrieved the plastic bag she brought with her.

"I thought something crazy like this had happened when your father told me about the litter of puppies he had found so I went to the store before I came here" she said pulling out a red collar with silver rings on it and a tag with paper slipped into it. Grabbing a pen out of the cabinet next to the chair arm she wrote 'Stiles' onto it slipping the paper in the tag and putting the collar round Stiles' neck much to his frustration.

" I knew we would have to distinguish you all because we couldn't just go 'Hey you! Stop eating the couch'" Melissa said pointing at the sand coloured puppy who promptly stopped chewing on the edge of the couch looking at the woman guiltily through big brown puppy eyes. "Although I can probably presume that that's Scott" she laughed picking him up and giving him the same treatment she gave Stiles, him ending up with a baby blue collar.

She wrote the names she new on the collars, taking the pink one from Lydia's jaw that she had possessed when Melissa was fussing with Scott. Calling each name she called the pups out one by one and gave them their assigned collars: Lydia (Pink), Isaac(Dark green), Boyd(Dark blue), Erica (Dark yellow), Allison(Purple), Danny (Orange), Jackson (Light green).

That left her with two more collars and two more pups. The coal coloured pup stalked his way to the laptop and typed Peter which Melissa then wrote on the brown coloured collar.

That left a black collar and the one pure back pup who was curled up in the middle of the floor paying no attention. Stiles huffed and shoved him with his muzzle before going to the computer and typing Sourwolf.

The last puppy shoved him out of the way and retyped Derek before bluntly growling something at Stiles, who simply barked back in his face before running away to hide behind Scott.

After everyone was tagged and named it was almost 11:45 and Melissa said she had to go for her shift at the hospital.

I needed sleep.

"Okay pups," I said before rising and putting on the TV. "like Melissa said there isn't much we can do now and I'm still tired from my night shift so make yourselves comfortable, don't wreck the place and… Just be good"

I went up stairs and to my room hoping that when I wake up this was all some crazy dream.

Notes
Sort of a long chapter tonight but i hope it explains well enough... I keep forgetting they don't have human features due to them being puppies, and i keep putting 'wolf' instead of 'pup' so if there are any mistakes i apologize now. Way more people reading this than i ever imagined so thank you so much i just hope it wasn't a wast of your time. Any ideas welcome and wanted.
STEREK fluff up next chapter :P
Thank you for reading :)

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