A/N: Well here is the last chapter for this story. I so enjoyed writing this I am sure more will follow.
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Stiles suddenly felt so very comfortable as he began to wake up. He was lying on a very soft bed, much softer than his own. As he sat up and yawned, rubbing the sleep out of his eyes he felt an arm wrap around his shoulders. "Good afternoon", came the deep throaty voice of Derek Hale. Stile's eyes shot open. Crouched on the floor beside the bed was Derek, his gorgeous green eyes staring into Stile's with a look of worry and relief. Though he had said it in a sarcastic voice his eyes told Stiles that he was happy to see the him awake. Stiles suddenly looked round. Oh my freaking god! He was laying on Derek's bed and he didn't remember how he had got there. What sort of embarrassing things had he done?
"Derek, why am I here?" asked Stiles. Derek chuckled at him "Deaton said you might not remember much straight away. Give it a minute it will all come back to you." Stiles paused for a moment letting the events come back to him. His mouth fell open in shock. "There we go", Derek smirked. "By the way you should probably call the doc soon. He was really worried about you. He thought you might have over used your magic."
"Okay. But you are avoiding my question Derek. I know where and what happened but it doesn't explain why I am here." Stiles looked at the older man who stood up offering his hand to the boy on the bed. "When you fainted last night we brought you here to rest. It's now four pm on Monday so you missed school."
"My dad!" Stiles exclaimed in panic. "Your dad knows you are here. He visited you this morning. The others are waiting for you downstairs. Now are you coming or do you want me to drag your arse down there?" He offered his hand again with a hard smile. Stiles looked at him and considered rebelling, after all the wolf man had no power over him anymore. At least no more than Stiles own lust gave him. He reached up for the hand and was pulled off the bed. Derek let his hand drop straight away and left the bedroom heading down stairs. Stiles followed him and was lead to the living room.
Before he could register anything he was mobbed by Scott, Allison and Lydia all trying to hug him. After a moment they released him and Issac and Cora came over for a hug. Jackson stood against the wall and nodded at him. As they settled down and Stiles sat on the floor he looked around. His eyes stopped on the patch of floor opposite him. It was stained with Jackson's blood from yesterday. It also looked like someone had tried to clean it. Feeling bad about it Stiles pulled out the spell he knew would clean it up.
"Stiles man", Scott hesitantly said following his best friends gaze when his eyes glowed green. All the pack turned to follow his gaze. The blood on the floor was slowly fading into a smaller spot and in a few seconds there was no stain. "Ah Stiles I could kiss you", cried Cora. "I have been trying to get rid of that stain all morning."
"Well it was kinda my fault, you know. It's the least I could do."
"How about you come over tomorrow and help me with my bedroom?", grinned Scott. Stiles laughed at that and the rest joined in. Then he stopped abruptly before asking "So how long are we going to avoid talking about yesterday?" Instantly the room felt more serious and the laughed stopped.
"Yeah about that" Allison started. Stiles was surprised because she usually wasn't a big talker. "Don't ever do that again. Trap us in mountain ash I mean. And why was it Lydia, Deaton and I were affected?"
"Lydia was affected because mountain ash has the same affect on banshees as it does werewolves. I used a spell to contain you and Deaton", Stiles admitted.
Scott looked around and took the conversation from there. "Can you tell us why you did it? We all talked about it and we agreed we aren't angry anymore." Jackson huffed at that making it obvious he was still bitter.
"You know why I did it. Look at the two run-ins we had with the witch. First Derek almost died." Stiles winced as did most of the group. "And last night Jackson and Issac did die." Oh crap. He hadn't actually told them that. There was a gasp round the room.
Jackson pushed off from the wall he had been leaning against. "I knew something happened. Why didn't you guys tell us?" He angry glared around the room.
"They didn't know Jackson. I told them you were dying and I guess they trusted me enough not to check for vital signs. You were only dead for a few seconds before I restarted your hearts and pushed life energy back into your bodies."
The room was silent for a moment. "Why didn't you tell them?" asked Issac. "I didn't think it mattered, unless I told you no one would have ever known. I never planned to mention it but I slipped up."
"Thank you", chocked Issac and Lydia. Jackson obviously wouldn't say it so Lydia said it for him.
"That was some impressive magic by the way", grinned Cora. "Oh yeah man. That was awesome", cried Scott. "The way you shielded Derek from the blasts and then pulled us out of harm's way. Derek, Cora and I agreed we won't leave you stuck behind doing research if you want to join us next time. But you haven't to be more level headed and stop trying to do eveything yourself. Issac and Jackson didn't get to see a lot of it so they weren't included in the decision. Of course Issac agrees anyway after you beat the crap out of Jackson without even trying", smirked Scott.
Across the room Jackson growled menacingly but was ignored. "Also you have to tell us how you got the better of Derek" laughed Cora. "No one witnessed that so we all are curious."
Stiles turned red at the thought of saying how he did it. He hoped they wouldn't find out. "He kissed me", whispered Derek who instantly found himself being pushed against the wall as Stiles snapped his head up angrily at him. Almost instantly the wolf was released and the group remained silent. "So that is what she mean about love?" ventured Scott innocently.
Stiles didn't trust his voice so he nodded. Taking a few deep breaths to steady himself he remained looking at the floor. "You remember when I stayed with him and you went hunting again? Well the reason my magic finally started to work is because I admitted to myself how I felt. I only did so after he confessed his feelings for me and I am glad he did as I managed to save his life and it is probably the best thing to happen in my life in quite some time." He swallowed and it went quiet again.
"Rather you than me", laughed Cora. "I mean I know he is my brother", she said after some rather scandalous looks. "I just meant if you like sullen miserable and aggressive, great. I am happy for you". She looked at her brother before adding "both of you."
"I guess we can get used to it", Scott sighed. Jackson snorted again and returned to leaning on the wall. "I take it you actuallt used a spell though right?" Issac asked. "I have never heard of a kiss knocking anyone out."
"Right well I best be going to see Deaton I guess. Apparently I got him rather worried", Stiles suddenly mumbled while pointedly ignoring the topic.
"Oh dude hold up. You can give me a lift to work", Scott shot at him. "One more thing though. Thanks for everything last night and we are glad you are in our pack not a coven." Stiles looked up to see smiles on everyone's face. Yes even Jackson smiled at him for a moment.
"Stiles!" called the vet as he saw them enter the room. "I am glad you are better. Please don't scare me like that. I know it is silly but I feel responsible for you since I started you down this path. I want you to promise you will never drain yourself like that again." Deaton stared at him sternly.
"I wish I could promise you that but I don't want to make a promise I can't keep. If it comes down to it again, save a life and drain myself or let one of the pack die I would be forced to break it" Stiles sighed. He looked up to see Deaton actually smiling.
"Very wise. Scott could you start by feeding the dogs in the cages. I just want to greet a friend in my office whom is dying to meet Stiles." He waited until Scott left. "I hear you pulled off rather a lot of impressive magic in front of the wolves. I also assume you pulled off more than they realise. You must be very powerful." He led Stiles to his office. "Ashley", he greeted opening the door. "He is all yours." Deaton backed out of the office quickly.
Ashley turned round and gave Stiles a huge smile. "Congratulaions", he beamed. "I heard all about it from Alan. I must say I am not surprised I knew you could do it."
Stiles moved forward and hugged the guy. "So what are you doing back?"
"Alan thought you might benefit from sharing your experience with a fellow mage. He also convinced me to give you a few more books with more advanced magic in them. I see you are quite the natural though with those pendants", he said. "Also the ring", he smiled.
A/N: Look out for the next story. I have a few ideas but anyone who wants to suggest somethign is welcome. Think of this as the first episode of a season, which each subsequent one as another. The next one is 'Pack against Pack'.
