Connecting With The Whole
AUTHOR: DJDarkPixie
SHOW: "Teen Wolf"
TIMELINE: Let's just say "Future"
PREMISE: Sequel to "When Your Soul Cries Out" and "Lucky Valentine", same Universe, no Lydia or Allison. Derek and Stiles are engaged, Danny & Jackson are a couple, Scott finds his mate in Ted, Danny's date from their winter formal. Everyone is/will be a wolf.
CATEGORIZATION: SLASH; M/M; Stiles/Derek "Sterek", Danny/Jackson "Dax", Scott/Ted "Tott", humor, angst, romance, fraternity, supernatural, spirituality, charity, death, murder, mayhem, super smut, perhaps a 3-way, perhaps not. Yes, a tease. You know who you are and you love it. Might even be some cotton candy in pink of course!
DISCLAIMER: All references to the show "Teen Wolf" are owned by MTV and only this plot and alternate universe belongs to me, well, I inherited it from my partner in crime, Blooboy70.
A/N: Thank you to everyone who reviewed/commented/alerted on the last chapter. I'm glad people are still reading this. I haven't been in a writing way lately so I am sorry if you have grown impatient with me, but I am now, so I hope you enjoy. Oh, I have an equation for some of you who have asked. Lizard + Wolf != Fairy. :p
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Chapter 10 – Shame & Elation
(To catch you up so far: Scott has realized he is gay of course, and after finally realizing what he needs from his pack, he makes his way to town. He runs into Jeremy and Brian, OC, dimensional travelling vampires who are set to make sure Scott meets his mate, Ted. Ted was Danny's date from the winter formal. Scott and Ted shared a meal and a kiss at Ted's uncle's diner, and then decided to go back to Scott's house, the pack house, on a pre-date of sorts so Ted can see Stiles' microbrewery in the basement. Scott took Ted there on his Ducati, much to Ted's delight. When they arrived, they were surprised by Scott's pack in beta form. Ted, in fright, began to fly, because we learned he is a faerie. His uncle Patrick and the uncle's bff Jean, chased after Scott and Ted, as they both realized that today was Ted's 21st birthday and it's on that day, that his kind get their fae powers. Due to Patrick's cowardice, Ted doesn't know about his family's species nor abilities. He fell unconscious as a result of the shock, and was moved inside the pack house. Patrick and Derek are old family friends as Patrick has known the Hales for over 175 years.)
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Scott sat quietly by Ted holding his hand. He reached up and brushed a lock of soft hair from Ted's eyes. He smiled down at the soft lips, reminded of how earlier when he had kissed them his wolf had somersaulted in the air. He heard Ted's steady heartbeat beneath him. He had already memorized its cadence.
Patrick walked over to Scott and placed his hand on the young wolf's shoulder. "Scott, he is about to wake up. You might want to stand back and let me sit there."
Scott listened closely and he could hear Ted's heartbeat change. He placed Ted's arm down and rose from the sofa. "Will he be okay?" he asked.
"Yes, he is fine. As I said, he just passed out from the shock of the whole thing, but he will be fine. He might not be happy, but he doesn't have any physical damage." Patrick took Scott's place next to Ted and looked over at Jean who had gathered near the doorway with the pack. He motioned to her. "Here, you take his other hand and let's see if we can stop what I think might be coming."
The tall woman quickly appeared behind the sofa leaning over to take Ted's other hand in hers. "You boys might want to move back just in case we can't stop it," she warned not taking her eyes off Patrick.
Scott bit his lip as he heard his pack mates' hearts start to speed up and saw Derek unconsciously move slightly in front of Stiles. "I thought you said he was okay? What is there to stop?" he said alarmed, feeling his heart start to race.
"He is Scott, but flying isn't the only thing we can do, and I don't want to risk anyone else getting hurt." Patrick looked at Jean and the pack could see a look of worry pass between them. She raised her eyebrow and mouthed 'ok' at him. Patrick took Ted's right hand in both of his sandwiching it between his own. Jean did the same. They both closed their eyes.
The lights in the room began to flicker slowly. Scott stepped back instinctively. The lights began to flicker faster as blue light began to shine out from in between Patrick and Jean's hands. A low rumble started to shake the house. Scott's eyes flew to Derek searching for answers. Derek looked at him with a look that bordered on fear, red beginning to tinge the emerald hue of his eyes. The rumble got louder. The pack started to shift watching and feeling what was happening, unsure of what was about to take place.
The house stopped shaking but the rumble turned into a roar. The light from the two faeries' hands grew brighter and brighter, intensifying in tandem with the noise. Patrick screamed, "Hold on everyone, he's almost here!" Jean and he gripped Ted's hands tighter. The roar was deafening, the pack was fully shifted covering their ears with their hands as best as their claws would allow. Tears were streaming down Scott's face. "Oh no!" Jean shouted. "Fuck," muttered Patrick under his breath.
Suddenly the lights went out. The blue light expanded to fill the whole room blinding everyone. The noise stopped for a second then exploded simultaneously with the light sending Patrick and Jean flying backwards as well as all the wolves. The force of the blast knocked out all the windows and broke all the glass in the room. Curiously, just the glass.
Then nothing. No sound. No movement. After what seemed like an eternity but was only seconds, the lights came back on. The seven people were unharmed but were dazed. Patrick and Jean scrambled back to their feet and ran back to Ted. They looked at each other and smiled, happy it wasn't as bad as it could have been.
"What happened?" came a soft voice. "Where am I?"
"You're safe Ted," smiled Patrick. "You fainted and just woke up. You are at Scott's house."
"Scott?" asked Ted. He sat up fast, too fast, his head spinning. "What happened? Is he okay? I had a terrible dream that something attacked us!"
Patrick grabbed one of Ted's hands reassuringly. "No, Ted, Scott's fine. He's right here." Patrick looked over at Scott, who was sitting on the floor, his fingers in his ears, trying to stop the ringing.
"What happened in here?" asked Ted as he rubbed his eyes and looked around surveying the glass. "Was there a fight or something?" Derek walked back in from where he was thrown back into the kitchen, still in beta form. Ted screamed and tried to back away still sitting. Patrick's hands flew up and grabbed him as Jean did the same with his shoulders, blue light shining from where their skin touched Ted's.
"Ted! Settle down, he's a friend. He is not going to hurt you!" Ted felt himself begin to rise from the couch but Jean and Patrick were able to keep him down. "Patrick, please settle down. There is a lot I need to tell you." He looked pleadingly into his nephew's eyes. His heart panged as he saw fear in them.
Ted just pointed and was unable to speak, just stuttering. "But, but, wha-, what, I, I, can't…" Derek transformed back into his human form. Ted's mouth just slammed shut in shock, his eyes bugging.
Patrick looked at Jean then back at Ted. "Ted, Derek is a werewolf. Not a monster, just a werewolf. Not like in the movies, not like stupid books… they don't eat children and stalk maidens. Well, not for the last 2000 years anyway. He glanced briefly at Derek and saw him raise an eyebrow at him. Patrick smirked then turned his attention back to Ted. "Ted, there are a lot of things that I need to tell you. Things I should have told you a long time ago." He swallowed hard his voice catching in his throat. His eyes began to brim with tears, and Jean placed a supportive hand on his shoulder. "Ted, there are a lot of things in this world that, frankly, you wouldn't believe. Werewolves, vampires, ghosts, angels, demons, fairies, gnomes, trolls, and even aliens. All real. Not like the books or Hollywood, but in some shape or form, real, or at one time existed." He heard gasps coming from behind him as the pack listened to what he was telling Ted. He ignored it sensing Derek's shock as well. He took a deep breath. "Ted, do you understand what I am saying?"
Ted just shook his head, still silent, his eyes big. "I can see you might not believe me." He gestured around the room. "Everyone one of these guys you see is a werewolf. Watch." He turned to look at Scott and cocked his head. Scott looked to Derek who gave a slight nod and turned to the rest of his pack giving them the same nod. One by one each of the boys shifted into their beta phase, as did Derek. Ted started but was held in place by Jean and his uncle's hands. The wolves shifted back.
"See, Ted, it's nothing to be afraid of," said Jean reassuringly. "They are just like everyone else, just with a little more. Think of Scott as a boy… plus!" She gave him a wink, and Ted just rolled his eyes. He put his head in his hands, scrubbing at his eyes. The room could see him working out in his mind what he was being told and what he had seen. After a few minutes, he raised his head and looked at Scott.
"Scott, I want to see it again," he asked softly, but with no waver in his voice. Scott looked at him then over to Derek, then Patrick, everyone giving him a silent okay. Scott shifted and cast his eyes down afraid to let his mate see him. He was almost ashamed. Ted reached out his hand tentatively towards Scott. Scott started to tremble. He was afraid of rejection. 'What if mate runs? He seems okay, but what if mate doesn't like us after all. Oh no!' His wolf was saying all the things Scott was feeling, silently. Ted paused for just a moment, trying to look into Scott's eyes. He stood up, and Scott pulled back. He instinctively grabbed for Scott's arm. Scott froze, and looked into Ted's eyes. He could see his own amber eyes reflected back and looked down again but did not pull back. He heard Ted's heart start to pound but not with fright, as he had feared, but with nervousness. Ted felt how hot Scott's arms was and smiled. He used his other hand to reach up for Scott's chin. When he made contact, Scott tried to turn away and Ted increased his grip stopping him from turning.
"Scott," he whispered. "I just want to see,"
Scott felt his heart start to slow down as he slowly met Ted's gaze. He saw a look of curiosity flicker, then a slight narrowing with a matching smile. Ted ran the tips of his fingers slowly across Scott's lips careful to avoid the fangs. He felt himself start to get aroused at the sight of the canines. He wasn't sure why, but he felt warmth spread across his chest. He continued caressing Scott's face then used both hands to explore the wolf in front of him. As he ran his fingers over the tips of the pointed ears he felt as much as he saw Scott start to slowly return to normal. His eyes flickered taking in as much as he could of the beautiful face in front of his. He rested his hands on Scott's cheeks, and then slowly pulled him to him to kiss him gently on the mouth. Scott's eyes closed softly. "Beautiful," he whispered softly against the lips. Scott's wolf did a backflip and Scott smiled. "So are you," he returned and wrapped his arms around Ted.
The boys seemed to not notice the other faces in the room trying to not look. They heard someone clear their throat. "Eh, hem. Boys," said Patrick gently. "If you don't mind, I need to tell Ted more." Scott let Ted free and Ted turned letting his hands drop but holding onto Scott's arm.
"There's more?" Ted asked, the anxiousness in his voice making it sound just a little too high.
Patrick chuckled. "Well, yes. There's more, but trust me, I think you might like it." He looked over at Jean who just raised an eyebrow. His look of happiness faded slightly with a chagrin. "Well, I hope so. I mean," he stopped. "I was supposed to tell you a long time ago but I was afraid and then kept putting it off, and-dammit." He cursed and looked at Ted with fear in his eyes. He just stared for a minute at his nephew contemplating how to best relay the information. "Fuck it," he muttered.
He cleared his throat and just blurted it out. "Ted, like Scott and his friends, you aren't human. Neither are Jean or myself. You, like Jean, and me are faeries. We can fly and move things with our minds." He took another breath and pressed on. "Your mother asked to tell you a long time ago, thinking it would be easier coming from me as a gay guy and as your uncle. When our kind turns 21 we, well, we get our powers. We come of age. The age of ascension." He looked at Ted who was just looking at him his mouth open and eyes wide.
He stopped and looked at Ted who looked frozen. He looked over at Jean who just glanced over at Ted then back at him and shrugged. He looked at Scott and saw worry flicker across his face.
"Uh, I think you broke Ted," came a voice from behind them. A swift smack was heard. "Ouch, Derek, that hurt!" "Shut up Stiles!" came the reply.
Ted started laughing. "Holy shit! Are you serious! I have like, like, super powers now?" Patrick just shrugged his shoulders and nodded. "Uh, kinda," he replied.
A howl came from the room. Not a wolf howl, but a human cry for joy. Like when on the bike, it was Ted. Ted turned to Scott and threw his arms around Scott and started jumping up and down, grinning like a fool. "Holy fucking shit! I have a hot werewolf boyfriend, and I can fucking fly!" Scott was laughing and bouncing up and down with Ted in his arms.
"Young man, language!" scolded Jean, who was smiling. "Now, would you stop the Tigger routine and settle for a minute please?" Ted turned and smiled, slowing his bounce. He kissed Scott and hugged him as he stopped to once again face the people in the room. He looked at them and everyone was smiling, even Derek.
"Now Ted, I am surprised, pleasantly, that you are okay with the information you just absorbed but I need to tell you something more." Patrick spoke softly and looked at him right in the eyes. "Ted, what you have is a gift from the Creator. You must never abuse it or use it to harm anyone. Using your gifts in self-defense or defense of others is okay, but we have a sort of code we follow. As the eldest male member of your family it is my duty to teach you our ways and our history. I'm sorry so much time has been wasted." Patrick eyes filled and he looked imploringly at his nephew. "Please forgive me for not telling you sooner."
Ted's eyes started to grow wet as he saw his uncle weeping, and fell against him, wrapping him in his embrace. "Uncle Patrick, it's okay. It really is. There is nothing to forgive. I mean come on, it's like coming out in reverse." Just then Jean smacked Patrick's shoulder.
"See, that's what I said," she huffed. "He never listens." She winked at Ted who was resting his chin on his uncle's shoulder, looking over to her.
The rest of the room just laughed. Ted pulled back from his uncle, both men wiping their eyes. He returned to Scott and put his hand on his shoulder.
"Now, Scott, I think I could use a drink of that root beer right about now." Scott's wolf was running in circled making Scott just beam at his mate.
"What about black cherry?" piped Stiles. "Have you ever had real, black cherry?"
The room turned to look at Stiles who was grinning and waggling his eyebrows.
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