Back at home Scott and Kira were cuddling in bed. She'd been a bit more distant after Allison had died but was slowly getting back to her old self. She didn't know how to react to everything. She hadn't known her as well as the others but they were still friends so of course she was devastated. But what broke her heart even more was seeing how miserable Scott was. He was slowly getting over her death and Kira didn't expect him to just forget about her. Especially because of what she said last.
Scott tried not to think of her. It was hard. Even though he loved Kira he couldn't forget about Allison. He told himself that it was normal but he just wanted to get over it. He didn't want to be so sad anymore.
When his friend had suggested the new case he wanted to look into it. His alpha instincts weren't dormant, he still wanted to save everyone he could. But, what if they lost someone again? What if he couldn't protect his pack? They were still teenagers after all, not the guardians of this town. But then again, they sort of were. Without them, the whole place would fall apart.
He really hated the way Stiles looked at him sometimes. He could tell that he couldn't help but imagine pushing that sword into him. Scott would think of it too but he knew it wasn't Stiles' fault. He'd seen "his" face when it had happened. Even though the nogitsune was making him laugh, he knew Stiles was struggling to stop it behind the smile.
He didn't blame him for anything, he just couldn't convince his best friend that that was true.
Kira turned to Scott, "What do you think about all this? The new body?"
Scott yawned, "I don't know. I guess I'm hoping it isn't actually anything supernatural."
"What if it is?"
"Then we'll fight."
The night went a bit differently for Stiles. His father had to get back to work so he drove everyone home and met with his dad back at the station.
Most of the furniture was new, but it wasn't supposed to be. He imagined the station exploding. He remembered running up to one of the deputies just before he died, begging Scott to take his pain. But he hadn't meant it, he was just going to take it from Scott later. He had killed people he knew, people that had helped him with homework or kept him company on the days he had to wait for his dad. He had killed them.
He took in a shaky breath, he told himself that it wasn't him. That it was the nogitsune but he still felt the darkness Deaton said they'd feel, so what if got even darker? What if spread all over him and he did something bad again?
If he could solve this, if he could save anyone else from getting killed he knew that the darkness might get a bit lighter. And he would do anything for that.
He knocked at his father's office door and he told him to come in. He was at his desk typing something on his computer. He looked up when his son came in.
Stiles could feel a lecture coming on.
"Sit down," he said, "I still don't know what to think in the light of my new enlightenments but all I know is that it almost got you killed and it killed your friend. I'm saying this both as your parent and the sheriff, I can't have something like that happen again. I don't want you getting too involved in things like that again but at the same time I know I won't be able to stop you."
Stiles didn't have to be a werewolf to sense the guilt and fear radiating of his dad. He didn't want to worry him so much but he was right, he couldn't stop getting involved.
The sheriff continued, "I just need you to say you'll be careful and that you won't hide anything from me again. I don't know what I'll do if something like that happens again. I need you to know that you can come to me."
"Yeah I will, and I do know. I just-," Stiles didn't know what to say next.
"I know you feel like you need to make up for something, but you have nothing to make up for. No one blames you for what happened so you have to stop blaming yourself. Don't lose yourself trying to fix something that isn't broken."