AN: Woo! Hospitals! Yeah! Sorry babes, here's an update. That's a week too late. Hospitals suck, I hate hospitals.
Anon: I can do whatever you ask of me when you ask like that. Thanks. You're cream covered Brett is on it's way. Just be careful of any jealous husbands that follow, we've had complaints of Brett's disappearing. You made me smile, best thing this week.
Enjoy Brett's Pack of crazy werewolves, written from a few suggestions.
He knows he was the one that said he shouldn't start anything. He understands that, he gets that. He's not starting anything, just observing. Just…wondering. Wondering what made this Alpha so special to Stiles, wondering why this Alpha still loves Stiles. If he loved Stiles he wouldn't have broken his heart. He wouldn't have let Stiles leave. He would've stopped him. Brett can smell the pain on Derek every time Stiles was brought up, knowing he's lost something he loved. Brett understands, he hasn't been there, no he watched one to many people he loves get their heart broken to think he should fall in love with anyone other than the one that smelt like a mate, that smelt like forever.
Ten years ago, he'd have thought he was going to die alone and scared. Until a gorgeous young man walked into the Starbucks he worked out. Honey brown eyes and perfect brown hair, the smell of him was almost too much. Jordan had noticed Brett's eyes as he watched the kid stare at the menu with narrowed eyes. Both Jordan and Aleysha pushed him to pursue the young man and slowly he started too. But every rejected wink and every ignored number stung a bit, made him realize that while the boy flirted heavily he was not interested. Brett couldn't blame him the reek of heartbreak, sorrow and loneliness also surrounded the boy. Brett couldn't help but wonder who or what could break such a man's heart like that. Brett certainly wouldn't.
Before Stiles his pack wasn't much. It consisted of him, his second Aleysha, his adopted brother Dominic and his cousin's children, Telisa and Jefferson. Aleysha had been his best friend since he was five and they met in daycare. She was 16 when he bit her only a few months after his parents died. Dominic had been orphaned at his parents door by another wolf who couldn't take care of a child. Dominic had followed him instead of becoming an omega. His cousin had not been a wolf and after his girlfriend died he begged Aleysha and Brett to take in his kids, to raise them. He died not too long after that.
After Stiles he was able to convince a nearby omega that had saved a few times, Andre, to join his pack. And a year after they were married they ran into a couple, Karen and David, Karen was sick and dying. Both kept asking for just a few more years together at a church and Stiles had felt the urge to tell them about werewolves. David asked for the bite and Karen accepted it after David's body did. The doctors claimed it was a miracle that she was better and Karen till this day believes Stiles and Brett are a miracle.
Now, seeing this pack he can't help but wonder if Stiles had part in making this pack so strong and connected. They seemed a little broken but solid. Brett can't keep his eyes from wandering to their Alpha as they wait for the huntress to return with information. His hands slip to his finger and he subconsciously rub the ring on it. He swallows heavily and continues talking about Stiles and his pack. About the day they met, to the day Stiles was attacked, to the day Stiles proposed. Yes, Stiles proposed and Brett wouldn't have wanted it any other way.
Brett kept a hand pressed over his lovers lips, red eyes glowing in the dark space they were contained in. He listened to the men standing outside the door, waiting for one to realize he had gotten his lover and himself out of their restraints. As if he'd ever give away his pack and his heart had thudded ever so hard when Stiles refused to give the information even as they hurt him. Brett had growled and roared, anger filling him and Stiles eyes would fly to him sympathetically.
"Sh." Brett whispered and Stiles nodded against his chest. Brett pressed against the wall by the door and listened as two of the three men made their exits. A female voice had said there'd been intruding werewolves, most likely his pack coming to get him. Part of him wanted to howl and tell his pack to retreat but another part wanted to protect his mate, protect his human. "There's at least ten men out there." He told Stiles who's hands were prodding against some injuries on his chest. "I don't know how far we're gonna get."
"Far enough." Stiles reassured him as he shifted his head to speak. The hand fell to his cheek. Brett nodded. "Aleysha will kill more than ten hunters to save us. No matter how much we don't kill." Brett nodded again and swallowed. He blamed himself. He should've known it was a trap when the hunters agreed to meet the Alpha and human to sign for a treaty. Not that he'd have allowed Stiles to go alone, although Stiles would have. The boy would've snuck out to find the men and made an agreement. Brett cupped his cheek and kissed him. "We're gonna be okay." Stiles reassured. Brett nodded and the door opened. The man entered and Brett knocked him out, knocking him to the ground. Stiles grabbed his weapon and followed his boyfriend out of the house.
"There's more coming." Brett pulled Stiles to duck behind a wall as a few hunters passed by. Stiles counted five men and frowned. He turned to face Brett. "What?" Brett asked.
"I love you."
"I love you too." Brett smiled and looked away to watch the retreating forms. Stiles bit his lip before continuing.
"If we…when we get out of here, marry me?" Brett's red eyes faded and he looked to Stiles, lips parted. "After everything we've been through in the past four and a half years together, after that…all I want is you. Well, and a family. But the packs our family so it wouldn't matter. I don't wanna go through this and die not asking you."
"We're not gonna die."
"But in case we do, I want to marry you. I have for a while. Since you almost got me hit by a car during one of our fights." Brett smirked lightly and shook his head. The noises faded aside from Stiles nervous heart beat. "I wanted you to ask because you talk about mates so highly, like they're the only thing that matter in the world. And I didn't want to ask only to have my heart broken because you don't think I'm your mate. Through out this entire thing all I thought was how much your pack was my pack, how I want a family with you, how I love you. Only you…please, say yes, I feel like a fool rambling on while hunters are running around trying to kill us."
"You are a fool." Stiles frowned. "This is the worst time to propose." Stiles smiled lightly as Brett kissed him. "When we don't die I'm gonna make everything up to you for protecting my pack, you're more than my mate Stiles."
"Is this really time for a confession of deeper love." They looked to Aleysha. "We've got about three more guys to get through and if I hear one more word about how much you love each other I'm gonna punch you in the face. Not you Stiles."
Aleysha punched him in the face the second they got out of the hellhole. Stiles was able to convince the remainder hunters to take their injured hunters to the hospital and never bother them again. Stiles also spent four days in a hospital near Brett's law firm. His siblings visiting often to see the mystery lover. Brett proposed with a ring the day Stiles left. They talked about it a lot and got married only five months after, giving them time to discuss more than just love. Brett told Stiles, it wasn't just his wolf that loved him Brett did too and always would.
Brett knows the same is true for Derek. He doesn't worry though, Stiles loves Brett. Sure, deep down Stiles will always love Derek but not the way he loves Brett and Brett knows this. Brett knows this because well, he knows Stiles. He doesn't want this pack to think that just because Stiles still thought of them as family they had a chance to win him over. He'd forgive them in a heart beat, invite them over for holiday's but he wouldn't let them weasel their way back into him the way they did last time. Brett knew Stiles was still scared something would happen to leave him hurt after this, Brett just hopes the feeling Stiles has isn't that he's not leaving because he's lying next to his mother and father in the cemetery. Brett doesn't know who he'd blame or what he'd do if Stiles dies, all he knows is he'd keep living. Just like Stiles wants him to.
Aleysha can smell it on her Alpha, the worry in him. She understands. She's watched the two of them interact over the past ten years. Or, well nine years. The first year she spent listening to stories from Jordan about the mysterious boy that stole Brett's heart. She had a crush on Brett back in middle school and the beginning of high school. Then she was in a car accident, begged him to bite her when he wolfed out waiting for the ambulance and found out about mates. She never wanted anything from him after that, except him to be happy. The worst was knowing he was content alone, seeing him with Stiles was great. She loved Stiles. The boy did save her life last year, the boy did make her best friend and Alpha happy. She couldn't ask for more.
Except maybe her own mate and her own happily ever after. She was fine with dating around though, unlike Brett. Brett who thought a mate was the be all and end all of relationships. Brett had his own fair share - maybe three – of boyfriends, but he was new to the romance thing. Stiles was the first boy he spoke of that way. High school boyfriends never count, never counted. Brett saw a future with Stiles, something he never believed possible. Aleysha loves her pack but this pack, the pack under Derek Hale was something new.
They all still love Stiles and she couldn't believe that. Why would they let him go? Not that she's complaining. She loves Stiles. This pack seemed almost dysfunctional and from stories from Stiles seemed like some sort of drama show she'd watch. Scott McCall is Derek's second and his old best friend. She remembers the story, about how it was his fault Scott got bit. Not that he regrets it, because look at where he is now. She was a little jealous of Scott. Only a little, he had Stiles during high school. Aleysha loved Stiles since the first day she met him. He had walked in and smelt like pack, so much like home and Brett her eyes flashed yellow. Stiles had frowned and Brett had laughed when she turned red.
Scott had a boyfriend, a cute one at that. No matter how much fear they had felt with Issac being sick she wish for a love like that. Something to call her own. Something where you look at each other the way they do, like even though they're fighting they love each other. She can smell it on them. Issac knew it when they were at the door, he knew Stiles was hurt. She couldn't help but wonder why. She still remembers the night Stiles finally got better, when all the vomiting was done. When everything settled he was holding her instead.
She tried to hide her tears as she sobbed into the pillow. She felt better, her chest didn't feel like it was on fire anymore but Stiles had suffered through so much for him. She sobbed into the pillow. Everyone was asleep in there own rooms but she tried to silence them with it, didn't want any of them to feel bad. She rubbed at her eyes and looked to the door at a rapping. Stiles stood with two mugs and smiled lightly.
"Can I come in?" She nodded and he handed her one, sitting on the edge of the bed. She sipped at the cocoa smiling lightly. She loved his hot chocolate, they all did. But every once in a while he'd add some white chocolate or caramel to it, to add a tiny bit more comfort to every sip. Stiles sipped his before sitting higher. He crossed his legs and looked to her. "You okay?"
"Yeah." She sniffed, rubbing at her eyes again. "Why wouldn't I be?"
"Well, you know, because you're sobbing into your pillow." She pushed the pillow and looked to him frowning. "You wanna talk about it?" She never understood how he was the first to show up to everything, to comfort everyone but she loved it. He always knew just what to say and when not to speak.
"Not really."
"It's not your fault you know." She couldn't stop the tears as she took another sip. "It's not, you would've died, we're both still alive."
"You were so sick, you were in so much pain and it was because of me." Stiles shook his head and place his mug on the table by her bed.
"That wasn't because of you, it was because of the hunters and whatever they put into you. I'd do it ten times over if it meant protecting you and saving you. You can't sit here and blame yourself. I was hurt but I'm not anymore, I'm not anymore and that's what matters." She sniffed again and he pulled the mug from her laying down next to her. He muttered the words again. "This isn't your fault. I'm okay." She nodded and sobbed into his chest, he soothed her until they were almost silent. "We'll go shopping okay, as soon as possible and Brett will pay for it all." She giggled lightly, tears still mixing in with it, as she nodded in his chest.
He held her as she slept and looking at Scott and Issac she knew he did the same for them. She still disliked them for what they did to him, for how bad they hurt him but she hopes they realize Stiles still loves them because that's all she'd ask for if she was in their place. However, if he dies because he saved Issac and they could've stopped it, she might break her promises to Stiles and hurt them like they hurt him.
She can't believe it still, she never really could. Well, a little, she understand it was Alpha versus Stiles but…Stiles is…Stiles. He's always been there for them through thick and thin. This alone should be enough evidence of that. She feels bad but she really can't, she can only have sympathy for her best friend, for Stiles. Because he didn't deserve that, not to have everything he loved torn from him. She doesn't think it's fair, she knows it's not.
Telisa was only 11 when she met Stiles, he had scooped her up and told her she was beautiful. He had mused Jefferson's hair who's adorable wide brown eyes had lit up at the sight of him. Jefferson was 9 at the time and held onto Stiles like his life depended on it. They had went through middle school and high school with Stiles tutoring them and working from home when they were sick. Brett had looked at Stiles like the human was the only damn man on the planet. Telisa had fallen for Stiles as her dad almost. She was still afraid of thunder storms. Jefferson had started sleeping in Stiles and Brett's bed most nights the year she discovered the love Stiles held for them.
The lightening flashed in the room and Telisa closed her eyes, listening to the thunder boom. She jumped and her heart sped up. She hated thunder storms, she hated them. She listened to the rain, the lightening flashed and she closed her eyes, counting, thunder boomed. She let out a whimper before shooting out of bed. She ran down the hallway and stopped at the door. Lightening flashed, she closed her eyes and counted, thunder boomed. She inhaled sharply and pushed open the door to Brett's room.
Stiles was curled against Brett with Jefferson in front of him. Stiles had started staying over a lot more recently, the pack thinks he's planning to move in soon. Lightening flashed, she closed her eyes and counted, thunder boomed. She whimpered and padded against the floor to the edge of bed, she bit her lip.
"Brett…" She whispered, Stiles opened his eyes and Brett leaned up, looking to her. "Can I stay with you guys tonight?" Stiles beamed at her and extended his hand, she accepted it. Lightening flashed, she closed her eyes and counted, thunder boomed. She was pulled onto the bed and nestled into Stiles arms. She clenched his shirt, enjoying the smell of her Alpha and her Alpha's Mate on it.
"Did the storm scare you, Teli?" She nodded against his chest and he smiled running a hand through her hair. She smiled lightly and pressed closer. "It can't hurt you Teli." She listens to his heartbeat and frowns.
"It took away my mom and dad." Stiles heart skips before he presses a kiss to her head. "You wouldn't understand."
"Oh?" She looks up to him, lightening flickers off his face. "I do, hospitals took away my mommy, so I used to hate them too. Every time my dad took me to the doctors I'd wait for him to leave the car and then lock myself inside so I couldn't go." She frowns. "But I got better and so will you and if not I'll hold you during every thunderstorm."
True to his word, Stiles would curl up with her on the couch every thunderstorm. Two years later she would sit outside with Stiles, Jefferson and Dominic watching the rain and lightening. She loved him for that. She never realized that a person could care that much. Aleysha had come home after the storm and told Telisa she was sorry she wasn't home. Telisa told her it was okay, Stiles saved her. Aleysha had beamed at Stiles and thanked him later.
Stiles had been a good influence on all of them. If not for him Telisa doesn't think Jefferson would have graduated. Jefferson had struggled a lot in ending of his high school career and wanted to give up but Stiles wouldn't let him. He just graduated this year and the whole pack was in the audience. Stiles got onto Brett's shoulders and screamed for him, Jefferson had turned bright red but clung to Stiles all night after that.
Looking at this pack now, she realizes how similar yet different they are. She knows with maybe a small doubt if – which is just such a big if it's not a possibility – Brett and Stiles were to break up that at least Jeff and Aleysha would go with Stiles. Stiles was almost an Alpha on his own. She also knows that they'd protect Stiles, they'd talk to him, visit him. She thinks they're all kind of cute though and selfishly she's glad Derek and Stiles broke up. If they didn't Stiles wouldn't have moved to New York, Stiles wouldn't have shown up in Starbucks, Stiles wouldn't have met Brett and they might not be a pack anymore. So she's glad they broke his heart because that meant her pack could fix it.
So, I'm thinking later on to add in Andre, Dominic, and David's views on Stiles and a bit on the pack. I don't really have anything planned but I will show you how Stiles is doing with Karen and Jefferson, the pack will start looking for the hunters, all that fun stuff. Sorry for the long wait, wish I had a better reason but I don't. Hope you'll forgive me!