Melissa POV

Opening the door I found the 11 cubs sleeping peacefully all around the living room, most draped over each other on the sofa but a few on the chairs and Derek and Stiles snuggled up on the floor. It was an odd site to see them all like that, especially Stiles and Derek but Scott had explained that it was in their nature to be touching and physical contact was normal pack behavior so didn't think too much into it.

John was just walking down the stairs and I herded him into the kitchen not wanting to spoil the tranquil simplicity of the haven the pack had made for themselves however temperamental it was.

"We need to take them to Deaton today, get his opinion on this and act as quickly as possible" I said making us both a cup of coffee as John started looking in the fridge to make breakfast.

"You want to take them to the vets?" he asked sceptically, eyebrows raised, settling on toast and putting bread in the toaster for himself and I "I know there dogs now but I don't think, hope, its going to take that long to change them back Melissa."

I smiled at the thought he was portraying and watched him take the butter and marmalade out of the fridge and walking back to the counter top.

"John, Deaton is the packs Emissary" he turned and jumped slightly when his toast popped up as if he had forgotten about it. "He can give us an idea on how to help them and he has information that he can share with us. Maybe he can help us open our eyes a little."

We sat at the table and enjoyed the silence whilst it lasted. For some reason I didn't think it would last long and I think the Sheriff would agree.

Stiles POV

Waking up I felt a weight on my stomach and saw that throughout the night, Derek had somehow ended up with his head on my stomach with his tail wrapped around my legs. Moving, I found, wasn't an option at the moment so I snuggled back further into his fur. Why waste a good opportunity if it's offered to you on a silver platter to your dreams? Instead of trying to escape my short last of heaven I looked around and was surprised that Derek wasn't the only one who had moved during the night.

On the couch Isaac had stayed at the side but was being half cuddled half buried under Scott who had managed to swap places with Allison completely. Allison was doggy spooning Lydia, and Jackson had done something similar to Scott and had somehow managed to get to the end of the couch, where he was being used as a pillow by Danny. Boyd and Erica, Berica as I liked to call them just to annoy Erica, was still on the armchair, Boyd curled protectively around Erica's slightly smaller form.
Peter was just laid stretched out like a panther on the chair by the window.

I could here clinking around in the kitchen, quiet whispering and laughing so Melissa must have come early this morning. It was peaceful and quiet so I started to drift back of but just before I sunk back into unconsciousness I felt a nose muffling my ear and I couldn't help the giggle that escaped my lips.

"Morning" a sleepy voice whispered

"Mornin' Sourwolf" I replied equally as quiet with a quick glance at him and I found myself unable to look away.

He looked… gorgeous.

A puppy, yes but he had a sleepy look in his eye's and his fur was ruffled just like a bed head, and I couldn't help but wonder what it would be to wake up with him on a normal morning, as humans. He showed no signs of movement just yawned and stared back at me as if he was thinking the same as me.

Which is when I broke the eye contact, because I was getting my hopes up for them just to be crushed. He didn't want me that way, he wasn't gay and even if he was he wouldn't go out with me because he hates me.

But yet here he was, curled around me and saying good morning.

I was so confused.

John POV

Getting a litter of puppies fed and into a car shouldn't be hard.

But when there are 11 of them who are supposed to be teenagers therefore still have the brains of a human wanting to do as they want it complicates things.

Melissa told me to herd them all into the car to take them to Deaton's and that she would meet us there after cleaning up the mess of they made of the kitchen floor. So that's how I ended up at the vet clinic with a back seat full of puppies who where all staring at me not wanting to get out of the car. It had been hard enough to get them into the damn thing and now they wouldn't get out.

"Come on, we need to go inside" I gestured to the door of the animal clinic as if this made them any more tempted to get out of the back seat. All I got in response was a few yaps and a full bark of protest from Isaac.

In the end I had to carry them 2 at a time out of the car, the only couple being sensible enough to get out themselves were Derek and Peter.
Stiles and Scott were the last out and nipped at my hands with there teeth but not doing any damage, they new they had to go in they just liked making a fuss.
When all 11 puppies were inside the clinic Dr. Deaton came round the counter and squatted down in front of Derek,

"Hmm," he says peering into the depths of the pups eyes "this is certainly something I've not come across before. I'm assuming you know everything about them now?"

"Werewolves?" I questioned looking away from the screen of Stile's laptop as it logged in and glanced a look over my shoulder at the veterinarian. He nods with a smile and turns his attention back to the pups.

"Melissa told me this happened on Saturday?" he asked rather than stated

Two barks came from Derek.

When the man scowled I told him "1 bark for yes 2 barks for no" without looking from the screen brining up a new word document in case it was needed. When Deaton nodded he smiled down at Derek who stared at him blankly.

"Friday?"

One bark.

"Okay, I'm not sure how we can help you with no information on what happened and I'm guessing you cant change back at all or you already would have"

"That's what we came to see you about" I said "But there is a way they can explain although it might take a while." Deaton just waved a hand before clasping them together as if giving to go ahead so I scooped Derek up and put him on the table where the laptop was. He began typing with his nose but gave up after a while and used his right paw instead looking at me now and again if the mouse needed to be used.

Melissa walked in and sat with the others whilst Derek continued to type his summary of the Friday night. Eventually there was a message that Derek seemed happy with:
We've been tracking a witch for a while and we found out she was going to attack us on Friday so we went and met her instead. Argent and I had a deal of what to do with her. We were fighting when there was a bang and we all blacked out. When we woke up it we were like this so we went to Stiles' house for safety.

Deaton nodded solemnly when he had finished reading and asked "Where was the witch when you woke up?" Derek went back to typing while Stiles started barking and trying to get onto the counter top so he stopped and looked over the drop at him and barked back. It was almost as if they were having a conversation. When they finished Stiles stopped the noise but didn't move away from the table and Derek deleted what he wrote before and rewrote what new information he had.

When I woke up I didn't know where she was but Stiles says she's dead

The last statement was short but powerful and I looked at my son on the floor before picking him up and putting him next to Derek who moved out of the way so he could type.

She is dead, I know it he wrote I'm the one that shot her and with this he jumped of the table closely followed by Derek. This seemed to be all the information they had.

"I'll do some research and make a few calls to see what I can do" Deaton said "In the meantime I can only suggest you two" he pointed at Melissa and myself "carry on as normal but help the others. As for you," he looked at the pack of pups "there isn't anything you can do at the moment but stay safe. So that's what I expect you to do"

With this he turned and headed to a door leading to where the animal cages where held and retrieved a dog who had a wounded leg "Now I have a patient to look after so please can you shut the door on your way out."

Derek and Stiles was already outside and waiting by the car making noises at each other which I assumed meant they were having a conversation. They stopped when they saw us though and waited patiently for me to open the door for them to jump in the back.

All loaded up we went home.

Notes
Longer chapter this time, I hope it's okay. I'm really surprised that my first story on here has 85 reads 41 readers and 2 hearts when it's only been up for 3 days. I wasn't expecting that in a month never mind 3 days! Thank you so much for reading and any ideas would be much obliged. :)
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