Hey sorry i have been away for a while...i have been doing a lot of things...like writing a non-fiction story, a screenplay outline, math of some sort...and also watching Buffy the Vampire Slayer...Joss Whedon is a god when it comes to creating interesting characters...Spike is great...and Angel isn't bad either.

Anyways here this chapter is and yeah its short, but i figured that an action packed one will probably follow if i don't suffer from another stint of writers block...

Now please Read, Review, and enjoy

Kai

Stiles leaned upon the stair's lavishly carved banister feeling suddenly winded. He was beginning to get overwhelmed. He had been in Beacon Hills less then forty eight hours and he gotten threatened…twice, Kissed Derek once, and made a fool of himself more times than he cared to count.

He buried his face in his hands as he tried to clear his mind, but the threats of the pervious visitor made his stomach turn. Another knock on the door pulled him out of his wallowing in self pity. He blinked at the door, and flinched when the knocking sounded again. Only this time more assertive. He swallowed a hard breath that got lodged in his throat as he crept slowly over to the door.

"Hello?" He said softly as if he was hoping the person on the other side wouldn't hear him and assume that no one was home.

"Stiles? Is that you? What are you doing at Derek's house?" Jackson's voice sounded and Stiles groaned. Great, something else he so didn't want to deal with.

"Derek's not here." Stiles said back, not answering any of Jackson's questions.

"I already knew that. Derek called me said there was important wolf business that needed to talked about later and then he asked me to go over to his place." He snapped back and Stiles rolled his eyes.

"Of course it's important. It's always important. Werewolf business always comes before everything" Stiles said bitterly as he slowly opened the door.

"Well, well Stiles. I wouldn't have thought you'd be caught dead here at the Alpha's house after what happened the last time." Jackson smirked and Stiles grounded his teeth and gave Jackson a dark look, then looked away.

"What would you know about that? You weren't there. You were still upset about being a normal average boy. It's nice to see you took such good care of yourself. Now tell me, have you always put your needs and desires above everybody else because you did then and from the looks of it you still do that." Stiles voice was low and dark and Jackson continued to just smirk at him.

"Wow, when did you grow a pair Stiles?"Jackson said as he punched Stiles in the shoulder, making Stiles flinch in pain.

Stiles bit his lip and turned away, not wanting to continue this conversation. In fact all he really wanted to do was to get some sleep because every time he tried to get sleep something always seemed to wake him up.

He heard Jackson heave a loud sigh and he turned back to face Jackson, who was now standing in the door way with his hands shoved deeply into the pockets of his jeans.

"Look Derek said I needed to protect something at his house because he knew Scott was too busy with the wedding plans, you with it being tomorrow and all. He didn't tell me what I was protecting at his house, but it seems pretty obvious now." Jackson said as he pulled one hand from his pocket and gestured over towards Stiles before he let out a sigh as he slouched against the banister.

Stiles pursed his lips and nodded, "Yeah, someone already came here to warn him….me? In all honesty he didn't seem all that smart though." Stiles muttered as he pushed a hand through his hair.

Jackson chuckled, "Yeah…that pack seems to like to inbreed or something, which was why they were trying to woo us into joining them. Tired of adding the same old genetics to the bloodline or something like that. Though, they were smart enough to know that they wouldn't get the pack to join unless they got Derek interest first, but he's been hung up…well you ever since you left." Jackson finished with a small shrug of his shoulders.

"I didn't know." Stiles muttered as he looked away.

"None of us did. Well except maybe for Scott since he's Derek's first beta, but I don't even think he actually truly knew." Jackson said as he slumped down upon one of the carpets steps beside the banister. "Did you know he left for a while? Thinking back it was probably to go find you."

Stiles froze and shook his head, "He would have told me."

"When he came back, he was broken. You must have really broken his heart."

"No, he didn't come to see me. He ran away. You just don't understand." Stiles insisted as he began shaking his head vigorously from side to side.

Both Stiles and Jackson head suddenly snapped towards the door as a loud knock suddenly sounded. Stiles let's out another groan, why couldn't people just leave him the hell alone.

"Stiles! Stiles!" Stella's voice sounds and Stiles rushes to the door and he yanks it open.

Stella normally strait and stylish hair looked frizzy and unkempt as she stepped through the house's threshold. As soon as she spots Jackson her hand shoot up to smooth it out, but her attempt fails and her hands falls limply to her side.

"What's the matter?" Stiles said quickly as he takes in Stella's semi disheveled state.

"What isn't the matter with those wolves? God, fucking werewolves." She muttered before she turned to Jackson, "no offense." She added.

Jackson held his hands up like he is surrendering, "No offense taken. Those guys are crazy."

"So…did you find out what they want…I mean other than me out of the picture?" Stiles interjected and Stella looked away from Jackson and gave Stiles a pained look.

"It's more complicated than that."

Stiles eyes got wide and he looked away, avoiding eye contact seemed to be something he was doing a lot lately as panic started to bubble up within him. He quickly went and sat next to Jackson feeling that his legs would no longer hold him up.

"Why does this keep happening?" Stiles muttered into his hands. He felt Jackson sling a protective arm around his shoulders and he leaned into it. He was felt overwhelmed, but that was almost becoming a constant now.

"You're just a monster magnet." Stella said lightly as if she was trying to lighten the mood, but failed, "look, I know I this seems bad, but I promise nothing is going to happen to you Stiles. I won't let it and I doubt Derek will let anything happen to you even more then I will." Stella whispered as she leaned down in front of him and placed a reassuring hand on his knee.

He looked at her and gave her a weak smile. "Your right. I trust you Stell."

"Hey, what about me?" A voice said darkly and all three heads swiveled around and look up at Derek, who was leaning in the door way looking annoyed.

Stella stands back up slowly as Jackson pulls back his arm from around Stiles and stands up heading quickly to where Stella was standing.

"Jackson I thought you knew better." Derek growled and Jackson froze in mid step, as he looked down at the floor like a child being reprimanded.

"They didn't do anything wrong. They were just trying to make me feel better." Stiles said sternly as he stood up and marched over to Derek.

"Jackson knows not to touch what is mine." Derek growled.

"Wolf, this isn't the time to be worrying about pack order. I believe the other pack is planning an attack and its going to be when the whole pack is present and unprepared "

The whole groups froze in horror.

"The wedding!" They all said at the same time.