Today was an exhausting day, I've been running around non-stop and I finally got a breather. Writing this is seriously the best stress reliever I have right now. I'm actually not a huge fan of the story and have no idea where it's going or how it'll end, so I'll just write with the flow unless I'm told otherwise.
To my amazing reviewer (Skyler016) thank you, but I'm gonna correct the really good to good cause I might let you down.
All mistakes are my own, I am actually going to buy myself a Brett, but I can't buy anything else in here. So enjoy lovelies.
The plane ride was filled with anxious pups. Some nervous and some excited to see Stiles birth place. Stiles calmed Telisa, who kept bouncing her knees in fear. He rubbed his thumb on her knee, smiling to her reassuringly. When they landed, the two youngest Jefferson and Telisa were bouncing in excitement to see their pack mom's old home. Dominic and Andre acted like they didn't care. David and Karen latched onto their Alpha, having the least control around eccentric people in small towns…around people in general. Aleysha threw her arm around Stiles' shoulder and grinned. Stiles rolled his eyes but smiled at his best friend.
"A nobody from nowhere to our pack mom in New York." She nuzzled his cheek and he nudged her back with a small smile. She beamed up at him and stuck her tongue out, teasing him lightly. He glanced to the bouncing, young kids.
"I can't wait to see his bedroom."
"I just can't wait to see his house."
"I bet he has an amazing kitchen."
"We'll have to go shopping so he can make us food this week."
"Ohhh or maybe he'll take us out to eat!"
"You think? Oh my god! We can go out to eat, please stiles, please."
"Teli, Jeff! Calm down, we need to get out bags first" Brett told them, chuckling and pulling away from his two freaked out pups who were quick to grab their bags and inhale their pack, calming the twisting in their stomach. Stiles ran a hand through each new wolf's hair and smiled at them, reassuring them that they would be fine. He liked to tell them they could control it, but they were still hesitant to believe it. Stiles hurried his pack out and led Brett to a dealership near buy, where his husband bought three cars for them. Stiles leaned up and pecked the blonde's cheek before smirking lightly.
"You know, when I promised to marry you I thought you'd be the trophy husband." Brett smiled and cupped Stiles cheeks, meeting honey brown eyes.
"You know when I asked you to marry me I thought…yum a treat." He flashed his fangs and Stiles laughed and shook his head. "Don't judge people Stiles. I liked working at Starbucks. Plus we'd have never met my dear."
"Don't say that!" Aleysha cried, throwing her arms around her two Alpha's while the rest laughed. Brett handed keys to Karen and Dominic, before leading his husband into theirs.
It wasn't long until they were settled in, loving the home, scenting every room, except John's which smelt like John still so they sat outside of the door and enjoyed the smell of their 'pack mom's' father. Stiles had smiled when he saw the place, tracing fingers over every area until he found his father's bedroom where he paused. He let the wolves scent the place while he sat on his computer chair in his bedroom. Once they were positioned and calm he decided to leave and meet Scott.
"I'm gonna go meet up with Scott, okay?" He looked to them and smiled. Jefferson was unconscious against Dominic who was scowling and holding Telisa's hand. David and Andre were laying their heads on Aleysha's thighs and Brett was currently scenting his bed in a ridiculous manner. Stiles shook his head and laughed at his husband who smiled back. Stiles winked and headed into the hall.
"Don't let that asshole replace me!" Aleysha yelled startling Jefferson, who looked around. Dominic's hand shot out to calm the youngest wolf who sunk back down to the scowling man's lap.
"Never in a million years, sexy." Stiles reassured his friend with a smile.
"HEY!" Brett yelled, looking up from Stiles' bed, outrage clear on his face. Stiles smiled and winked at him.
"Shut up Brett, you get enough compliments for the whole litter." The wolves howled with laughter before wishing him good luck. Stiles turned down Brett's offer to come, and kissed his lip saying he'd come right home so they can take the kids out to eat. Brett nodded and told Stiles after they eat they could work on biological children which got a chorus of 'ew's', a laugh and a wink. Brett pulled Stiles up for another kiss.
"Promise me you'll call me if you need me, if anything happens." Stiles met his eyes and nodded.
"When haven't I?" Brett rolled his eyes and scoffed. "I promise, Brett. This isn't New York." Stiles reassured and the blond nodded, letting his lover leave before running back to the teens bed.
Scott opened the door, his nose scrunched up but it soon fell and he bit his lip, looking at his friend. Stiles smiled to his old friend and ran a hand through messily spiked hair. Scott licked his teeth and Stiles swallowed. The two looked at each other for a while, an awkward tension fell between them before Stiles cleared his throat and spoke up.
"So, you gonna let me in or am I gonna stand out here all day?" Scott stepped aside but didn't say anything. Stiles bit his lip as he entered and his face fell as he looked to the pack. They all looked confused, scared and betrayed. "Alright, let's see what's going on here." He stepped closer, replacing Lydia as he kneeled in between Erica and Boyd, by Issac on the table. "What did Deaton say?"
"Just that we'd need a spark." Scott informed him and Stiles nodded. Stiles narrowed his eyes and tilted his head.
"You smell." Jackson said and everyone glared at him. Stiles head snapped up to look at his former pack mate. He frowned and furrowed his brows before looking down.
"Sorry, thought it was just going to be Scott and Issac." He murmured running his fingers over the young wolf's chest, sensing for something. He frowned and closed his eyes. Issac whined and Derek's hand shot out to take away the pain as Stiles eyes opened. He pursed his lip to the side. "I think I have someone who might know this better. Uhm," He looked up. "Give me a second." He stood up, ready to leave and pulling out his cell phone.
"Why do you smell?" Jackson asked and Lydia elbowed him, shooting him a glare.
"I don't!" Stiles snapped, glaring. "I smell like family, like my pack. I'm not gonna smell like I did six years ago Jackson!" Stiles growled and the pack looked hurt, the betas slightly scared and Derek wouldn't make eye contact. "Now if you'll excuse me I have to call a friend in order to save your dumbass pack." He left the house and stomped to his car, dialing Brett, his chest filled with anger as he stared at the street. It rang once.
"You're angry." Came his lovers soft and smooth voice.
"Doesn't even cover it." Stiles said through gritted teeth. How dare Jackson say things like that to him. Jackson insulted him and his pack.
"I wish I could take away your anger, what happened?" Stiles sighed and ran a hand over his face.
"Fucking Jackson." He muttered to his boyfriend who chuckled lightly, recalling the stories of the Beacon Hill's pack his husband had formerly been a part of.
"Sounds about right. Talk to me babe."
"He said I smelt weird." Stiles' voice was a growl as he spoke the words. Brett laughed on the other end of the line.
"You do, you smell like me. I'm weird."
"God, I love you." Stiles smiled, shaking his head, feeling the comfort of his boyfriend's joke fill him. The insult not even a sting on his feelings.
"I know, now, what'd you call for?" Stiles paused, wondering how to word this, he licked his lip, pulling it back in between his teeth.
"His heart, it's like Aleysha's was last year after she was attacked by that guy."
"I don't want you fixing that again." Stiles wasn't sure if his boyfriend had shifted or not but the growled voice that came through made him know his boyfriend was pulling the Alpha tone with him.
"It's Issac, Brett, I can't just leave him to die."
"And I can't let you die!" Stiles closed his eyes. "You almost died when you fixed her, remember. Do you remember how we all felt?" The blond voice grew louder as fear consumed him, of the possibility of losing Stiles even being in close proximity.
"I've practiced!" Stiles defended weakly.
"You're barely at 100%"
"BARELY is more than NOTHING!"
"I CANT LOSE YOU!"
"I can't let him die!"
"He's not pack anymore Stiles!"
"He's still family!" a silence fell between them and Stiles hoped this made Brett realize he still cared about the pack. It should have been an obvious note, he thought his pack knew. He listened to Brett, knowing his husband was thinking what if the roles were reversed. Not just what if he were Stiles but what if he were Derek, what if he were Scott. He would need Stiles to save Aleysha, he would need someone to save Stiles. He sighed on the other side of the line.
"I wanna be there."
"I'll see what I can do." Brett and Stiles both knew that Stiles meant he was going to go in and check if it was okay with the pack, but if not than he wouldn't be able to heal Scott's mate, he wouldn't heal Issac.
"Promise me you won't do it without me, promise me." Brett begged and Stiles nodded, his thumb running gently over his wedding ring, making sure it was more than a promise.
"Not without you. Never without you."
"You woke the pups."
"YOU woke the pups." Stiles laughed. "I'll call right back. I love you."
"Love you too." Stiles hung up and sat for a moment before putting his phone away and slipping out of the car. He shut the door and walked towards the house, entering it and looking at the pack.
"You better?" Erica asked and Stiles nodded.
"The process it takes to fix is…very risky. My uh…" He looks to the side, again wondering how to word this as to not hurt anyone. "My husband doesn't…"
"Husband?" He looks to Scott and nods. "you're putting someone you've known for.."
"He wants to be here when it happens." Stiles corrected the angered wolf and glared lightly. "I'm putting someone who loves me before those who left me. So watch what you say McCall." Scott backed down and bowed his head at the warning.
"That's fine." Derek replied but Stiles could see the hurt in his eyes and it kind of thrills him to know he caused it, glad Derek's feeling an ounce of what he felt. At the same time seeing that pain in someone he loved's eyes sent pain through himself, knowing he caused it. "When can you fix him?"
"I'll go grab Brett and meet you back here in ten." He turns without an answer and heard the whispers as the door shuts. He closed his eyes before speeding to get his husband, mind away from the pack, mind off of a dying Issac and a hurt Derek. Focused completely on his pack, his lover and driving. Aleysha was on the porch and hugging him before Stiles even made it to the door. Her arms squeezed him and he held her in his arms, reassuring her that he was okay. Brett walked out of the door moments later, the pack already informed of Stiles and him heading to fix the wolf.
"I'm coming. Last time it was my fault…I need to be there in case the pain gets too much for both of you, Stiles please." He pulled back and pushed her away. He cupped her face with his hands and nodded when he met watery eyes.
"You're my baby girl, you wanna be there you can be." He tells her, knowing the fight would only waste time. He also felt like she deserved to be there, being his husbands Second and his best friend. With that said, he said goodbye to the wolves one more time before he walked with both Brett and Aleysha to his car.
AN: So, here's this. I have read over this so many times but again all mistakes are my own, I'm not perfect. So I know the OCPack is mine but can I just say I really truly love the way they act together.