Waking up to a new day has changed Peter's perspective of actually wanting to accomplish the task of getting up and putting clothes on or getting up just to get a shower. His everyday routine had lost its comfortable normalcy ever since everyone figured out Stiles had left yesterday, and he was still no closer to having an answer as to why but, he figured, they'd come up with some idea as to why so they could find him to bring him home.
Eventually, Peter go up out of bed in order to put on a dark grey Henley, a pair of loose fitting jeans, and a pair of comfortable tennis shoes that were plain black. He didn't always dress down, but, when he did, he at least still had a visible style going on…, because it was beneath him not to have one even when his body shouted at him to go back to bed, and his brain was, apparently, mush seeing as he's had to check and re-check that he had his keys, cell phone, and wallet before he could take one step out of his apartment, finally, ready for the day around...twelve that afternoon.
It was pitiful that he rolled around his bed for a good two hours having missed the chance at breakfast, so, he had to settle for an early lunch as he reached Derek's loft which was already filled with people that were trying to make the 3pm pack meeting to see what information they had gathered in hopes of gleaning some sort of reason as to why Stiles left in the first place.
By 1:30pm everyone had gathered into the loft with various things that helped in solving "The Mystery of Stiles Stilinski: His Reason for Leaving" (title subject to change), thusly, making the meeting start right then.
"Alright everyone, settle down. Pack meeting is starting early since we are all here" Scott said in a controlled confidence that Peter though he'd never be able to show. He'd had figured Scott would jump without thinking just to find Stiles as quickly as possible, but, once again, Scott exceeded one of his expectations...just wish he'd leave his morals behind just to become a ruthless killer, but, everyone can't always be like Peter who is a creature of habit.
"Derek?" Scott said looking to his second-in-command. "Nothing new has entered into our territory in the last few weeks so we can definitely rule out any possible threats from anything supernatural which can support him running away" Derek informed him which made feel Scott feel better about the situation on that front.
"Alright, make sure to monitor all of the supernatural beings in our area so we can keep checking for any suspicious movements" Scott told him wanting to keep that base covered at all times just to make sure they don't get any backlash from those already in their area.
"The calendar could signify something highly impossible, but it's only the reason I could think of that could possibly be linked to the reason why Stiles left. He...Peter, when did you and Stiles find out you wanted to be together?" Lydia asked him looking to his standing form that was much more calmer than the previous day.
"Four months ago" Peter told her as he started trying to bite his carefully manicured nails down to the nail plate as he tried to shrug off all the nervous, worrying energy around him that was starting to make him pace once more from the sheer magnitude of it. "That coincides with May 21st, nine months from then is January 11th, meaning, Stiles...um...Stiles could p-possibly be...pregnant" Lydia said having a horrifying feeling that she was, more likely than not, correct in her assumption.
"That's only if he knotted Stiles" Alan said speaking up now that his area of expertise has come into play with the current conversation. "I knotted him" Peter responded without needing to be asked if he had knotted his mate at that point in time in their relationship that really solidified them being mates in Peter's mind. "Alright, so, it is likely that Stiles is pregnant as Stiles is a Spark, a being so rare on this Earth that he has the capabilities to do it" Deaton said as he thought over his young apprentice and how he hadn't even thought to think of it himself.
"Lakeland bus stops have been Los Angeles, Las Vegas, Salt Lake City, Sacramento, and Denver in the last eight hours" Kira said speaking up about her appointed bus stations locations. "Alright, the last location his GPS pinged out before he shut his phone off had been Reno, Nevada so I need two people to look into Salt Lake City, and Denver" Scott said as he looked over his pack to think of who to send.
"Alan, Dad I want you two to go to both of those places. Find the likely places he'd go to eat and lodge for the night, and, Dad if you have to, flash your badge to get as many of your questions answered as possible" Scott told them which giving his Dad permission to flash his FBI badge around. Rafael nodded his head as he got a notepad from the war table to think of questions to ask people as they arrived to the two places in question.
"In the last eight hours Greyhound's stops are Salt Lake City, Las Vegas, Seattle, Bryantown, and Portland" Jordan spoke up as that line of discussion came to a close. "Alright, so I highly doubt it'd be Bryantown, so I want Ken and Noshiko to check Seattle and Portland while Natalie and Finstock check Las Vegas" Scott said as he wanted to give both of the couples time away from their children as a way to give a reason to escape for a few days.
Over the course of the rest of the afternoon, and into the night they splintered off into groups to help with what questions to ask the people in the cities the six would be investigating while making sure they knew what to expect in each place as well as where to find the local werewolf packs just to make sure they'd be able to see if Stiles had stopped in that area.
John had called into the station to get security footage of both Greyhound and Lakeland bus stations inside and outside to see if they'd be able to spot Stiles in any of them.
It made Peter feel useless just sitting there waiting for any way to help the people around him find his mate, and, just as he was about to sink lower into his sadness, his phone went off in his pocket three times. He couldn't tell if it was a call as he scrambled to reach into his pocket to jerk the device free from the denim so he could check it.
The first message was of a pregnant girl smiling at the camera in front of a restaurant that read "1880's Coco's Restaurant" with pedestrians seated in one of the windows. The caption below it read, "Ashley in front of Coco's Restaurant in Rawlins, Wyoming". Peter thought the woman looked lovely in the light sundress she was wearing with her purse, and luggage bag over her shoulders.
The next one, though, had Peter stunned as he looked over the picture and caption, "No fucking way" Peter said aloud making everyone pause in what they were doing. "What is it?" Scott asked coming over to his maker to look over his shoulder to what he was looking at. There was a group of people along with Stiles in the middle of them all smiling happily while the caption read, "Nicole, Aegan, David, and I with the rest of the Julesburg Pack in front of the Julesburg Tavern. Julesburg, Colorado".
"Holy shit, Stiles has made friends with the Julesburg Pack in Julesburg, Colorado" Scott told the whole pack as he scrolled to the first picture of Ashley in Rawlins. "She's pretty" Scott commented before scrolling to the last picture in the messages. It was of Stiles smiling into the mirror of a bathroom, "Say cheese Stiles! York, Nebraska" was the simple caption at the bottom. Stiles was wearing his BHHS hoodie that obscured Scott's and Peter's abilities to see if he was pregnant or not seeing as Stiles got it in XXL just to ensure his skinny limbs stayed warm during the winter months in Beacon Hills.
"So, Stiles isn't anywhere close to where you six were going to go. He's currently in York, Nebraska" Scott told them as he started doing what Peter does best - he started planning their moves to see if they can get Stiles back as quickly as possible. "That's over a day's drive" Derek informed Scott as he saw what the Alpha was planning, and, hopefully, wasn't going to be apart of.
Derek has done his time chasing down wayward teenagers, but, he guessed, Stiles wasn't any normal teenager - not anymore at least.
"So, we need to start thinking about more further off places than Salt Lake and Las Vegas. Maybe we look into Bryantown instead, but, the only thing wrong with that is where it is" Scott said as he stood in the middle of the room trying to figure it out mentally while Lydia looked it up on her computer.
"Maryland, Bryantown is in Maryland" she said looking at the screen of her laptop. "Okay, Braedan, make sure your contact in Maryland starts looking for Stiles in and around Bryantown, Maryland specifically the bus station" Scott told her as plans started to change in preparation for Stiles coming back to them soon.
It was just a matter of time until all the pieces fell into place.