Author's Note: I gotta say its been really interesting for me to re-visit this fic, and see how different my vision for Season 3A was than Jeff Davis's. I'm also surprised by how much popularity this story has recieved.

That being said, its lacking a conclusion, so its time for me to continue it.

Pardon my being busy, or writer's block.

Stiles continued to gaze into the red-eyes reflected back at him in the mirror, hardly believing they were his. This was so much more than he'd bargained for, but he wasn't at all sorry. Derek had finally acknowledged there was something between them, and seeing the red eyes of the alpha gave his wolf a rather pleasant ego boost. This was power...

Stiles couldn't resist a smirk at the thought of it.

"So it really is true... "

Stiles turned to find not Derek, but an intruder. It was Ennis. The rival alpha grinned in a way he was sure he didn't like.

"The twins reported you'd been turned, but an alpha?"

It was said with mocking amusement.

"An interesting turn of invents," Ennis went on, eyes dancing with malice. "Pity I'll have to rob Derek of someone a second time... "

Stiles snarled when red eyes fixed on him. Ennis rushed before he had time to think, sending him flying back with a power fist to the gut. Stiles doubled over, clutching at his stomach with a heavy inhale.

Ennis laughed, fangs twisted into a cruel snarl. There was a blur of color even Stiles hardly detected. Ennis gasped in surprise as a clawed hand errupted out of his chest.

Derek was standing behind him, face completely wolfed out, red eyes taking on an almost furious pink as Ennis became weaker. Derek was gaining the other's alpha power...

Stiles watched his opponent eventually slump over, body completely limp. Derek had come just in time.

Pulling his claw out, Derek approached, face shifting back to its familiar human look.

"Are you alright?"

Stiles actually managed a weak chuckle, grabbing at his stomach again.

"Almost knocked the wind outta me... "

Derek grabbed his arm, and the relief was almost instantaneous, pain lessening.

"What did he mean?" Stiles managed.

"By what?" Derek asked, voice a little strange.

"Ennis said he'd have to rob you of someone again."

The grip was suddenly gone, and Derek looked like he was the one that had just been punched.

"Derek?" Stiles asked gently. "Did I say something wrong? I'm sorry."

"Its not... " Derek managed, voice mangled with sadness. "Its not you Stiles."

Then Derek did something Stiles had never witnessed. Covering his eyes with his hand, the alpha shook with wracking sobs. Stiles could smell the saltiness of tears.

"Who Derek?" Stiles asked softly, reaching for his alpha's arm. "Was it someone in your family?"

"Paige," Derek replied.

The alpha rubbed his hand over his eyes, inhaling to get himself back together.

"Paige?" Stiles asked strangely.

"Someone I don't talk about," Derek stressed, voice still a little frantic with emotion. "Please don't ask me."

Stiles nodded, figuring Derek had his own reasons.

"Thanks."

Derek was a little surprised by the sudden, rather out of place remark.

"For saving me in time," Stiles clarified.

Derek nodded, and actually gave him a small smile, tears streaking down his face.

"I'm glad... " Derek hesitated. " ...glad I was able to save you Stiles."

Stiles was surprised to be pulled so suddenly into Derek's strong embrace, not saying anything, rubbing the Sourwolf's back gently and supportively. Whoever Paige was, she must've been really important to Derek...

Its not over. Season 3 had hardly begun back during Fireflies. I figure I may as well go for an entire 3A AU on this. Reviews appreciated, as always.