AN: I've spent the whole day studying and looking into colleges. This is my step away from the real world, giving me time to be creative and damn breathe.

To my amazing reviewers you guys are great

touchcloud: Thanks, my time isn't really all that important but I'm glad it was used to make someone enjoy something.

Maddelyyn : I feel you're very torn, I'm just as indecisive as you are about Stiles and the packs. I don't want him to forgive Derek but at the same time I know they still love each other but then where's Brett in all that. There are a few things I wanted to answer for you and anyone else who had these concerns. I'm going to have to go reread chapter two an edit it the timeline as is follows

Stiles enters New York 10 years ago. He meets Brett that year and a year later he's attacked by the creature, 5 years after the attack and some casual dating he proposes and they are married, They honeymoon, everythings swell, and then that's 6 and a half years so 3 and a half years after the honeymoon Scott calls. Add it all together and it's 10 years ago. Does that make sense?

On your amazing ideas which are now permanently stuck in my head(thanks for that by the way ;)) I refuse to tell you the end romance(as if I know, I don't). I love The Aleysha/Brett thing but I can't see either of them hurting Stiles like that knowing Derek hurt Stiles. Also, I love your Brett letting Stiles go thing but again I just can't see Brett being that selfless, he's a selfish little jerk. But he is seeing Derek so you never know. My fingers will do the speaking for me.

As for your last question: Well you'll just have to find out won't you? I am playing with the idea a little but I'm iffy on that.

I think that's everything, if I missed something feel free to let me know.

I'm really glad ya'll are enjoying this story, makes my day a little brighter to hear your kind words and encouragement and PM's I get. It's really great.

Without further ado I give you Stiles and pack. Enjoy lovelies.

Stiles was his friend, his mom. He wasn't going to say Stiles wasn't important to him or that he was okay with the man lying in bed or vomiting his guts out in the bathroom. He wasn't even okay when Stiles was holding him and telling him it was going to be okay, that Brett would get back in time, and by the jump in Stiles' heart Jefferson really questions that one. He has a ton of faith in his pack, they were his family, but he's not sure how he feels about Derek's pack. He trusts Stiles who trusts them but Jefferson just can't. He physically can't bring himself to trust them yet, because what if they give him a reason not to. What if they let Stiles die?

Stiles was the only person who gave a damn about him and his life aside from Brett who was struggling enough on his own. Brett was like that single father struggling to raise them but they didn't all need raising. Stiles was like that woman that runs into the single father in the park and they end up falling in love and becoming a family and then having their own kids. Well, they haven't had their own kids but still. Stiles had it easy, Jefferson defined his smell at 'Stiles' and 'perfect' on more than one occasion. He's not ashamed to admit that. Growing up, knowing someone took your parents away from you and no one stopped that person, it sucked. He hated it. In high school he got teased relentlessly, he couldn't read well and he had been adopted by a family member. No one really liked him. That was until Stiles came along.

"I just don't get it. I don't care!" He yelled at the older man who pursed his lips together and then frowned. Stiles raised his brows as the books hit the floor. "None of this is going to help me later on in life and we all know it."

"No, you think it. Jeff, what's really going on here?" Jefferson glared at the man and Stiles stared back, searching his face.

"Why do you even care? You and Brett don't care about my future as long as I make your pack look good." He scoffed and looked to his feet, kicking the book. "You aren't family."

"Well, I may not be your family but you're my family. Brett and I don't care how our pack looks. Do you remember the first time Brett brought home David and we fought?" Jefferson nodded, he remembered that well. David and Stiles were yelling at each other and David lost control. "Brett and I helped David out, not for me, not because we wanted other packs to think we all had such great control but because David needed us to. He wanted us to. He didn't want to hurt anyone so we both sat down and helped him out."

"Yeah right. You did it because he almost killed you." Stiles smiled and shook his head when Jefferson looked up through eyelashes.

"We did it because he told me he was afraid to hurt Karen." Jefferson knew that was true because he had heard the three of them talking. David said he was going to hurt someone and he didn't want that, that he would just leave. "If we wanted our pack to look good we'd have kicked him to the curb and let Kar follow. Plus, no one at your school cares about werewolves and werewolves don't really care about success in high school. So what's really going on?"

"I don't get it and the kids at school make fun of me." Stiles smiled lightly, and tilted his head, causing Jefferson to continue. "I don't have parents, I'm a werewolf so I hear everything, no one even stopped my parents killer, I can't be bothered to care about school when I'm a werewolf."

"Sure you can, and how about I let Brett tell you exactly what him and his cousin did to those hunters. We don't kill humans remember Jeff? That doesn't mean we don't scare them half to death, that we can do." Jefferson smiled at Stiles who smiled back. "I'll have Brett take you out tonight, we can have date night tomorrow."

Jefferson tried to refuse going out with Brett but Stiles was positive they deserved it. Brett had told him all the werewolf stories Jeff asked for then sat down with him and helped him read some stupid book. Stiles bought the movie later and told him some details from the books that were missing. Every day after school Jeff went out with this girl Kelsey for a few months and Stiles would help him with homework afterwards, Brett would train him a little bit more. So he learned to love Stiles even more. When Stiles wasn't around he started calling the man his father or mother. There wasn't much homophobia at his school but every so often people laughed if he said Brett and Stiles so he called them dad and mom. Stiles was the mom, obviously, he was so mothering.

Now, he just wants Brett to be the hero they always are for each other and save Stiles. They needed Stiles. Jefferson curled up next to Stiles on the bed and nuzzle his neck. Stiles laughed lightly and rubbed a hand up Jeff's back, his other arm thrown around Karen who nuzzled his shoulder. Jeff winked at Karen who smiled widely.

Karen was sick when she met Stiles, it was at a local church. Her and David would go there to pray for just a little bit more time together. She didn't want to die and David still needed her. They were still young but they didn't have any kids. Karen had been sterile but her parents always told her she didn't want kids. Stiles would look at them sometimes and tilt his head. One day he finally walked over to them.

"Hi." He smiled and they looked to him, smiling back. "I uhm, I'm Stiles. I couldn't help but notice you two are here almost every night."

"I'm David, this is my wife Karen." Stiles nodded and leaned back, looking at them seriously.

"It's nice to meet you, you're uhm…you're sick?" Karen nods but doesn't comment any further, they didn't talk about it. It still scared them still hurt. "I uhm…I shouldn't do this, Brett'll kill me but…you're gonna think I'm crazy. Ever hear of werewolves?"

Karen and David laughed in his face and David punched him, telling him it wasn't funny. They kept his address and David went to Stiles' house a few days later, tears streaming down his face. Stiles hadn't even thought, just stepped out of his house and called Brett, who bit David first. She had been nervous but accepted the bite once his body accepted it. Brett had been nervous as well, telling her it mightn't take but it took and she was a werewolf. Stiles wouldn't even let them apologize, even though the bruise was still fading.

Stiles has stood by them then, including when Karen got pregnant. She lost the baby and Stiles was there with her as much as David was, Stiles felt extremely guilty at the time. As well as Brett but she couldn't let them be. It wasn't their fault. They thought it was because they had been fighting at the time but she knew she had to comfort the two younger men.

"Stiles? You're up late?" Stiles hummed in response. "Is everything okay?"

"No… yeah. I'm fine. Everything's fine. Can't sleep?" She frowned lightly and he held up a glass of coffee, which she greatly accepted. Making a face when the hot decaf hit her tongue.

"Something like that. I uhm…David and I have been talking, about the baby."

"We shouldn't have let you fight, we're so sorry." She smiled lightly and walked over to him.

"You and Brett have absolutely nothing to apologize for. You guys gave me my life back. Stiles I couldn't even get pregnant before this and I was dying. If anything David and I should apologize to you and Brett." Stiles smiled at her lightly.

"You have nothing to apologize for. We're happy to have you. Even if David's control sucked." She smiled and hugged him.

"Thank you, for everything, again."

He was there through everything so she'd be right here through this. Well, not when he throws up, he demands privacy then. She curls under his arm and nuzzles his shoulder, smiling when she feels Jeff do the same. Stiles is still grossly sweaty and his hair is matted against him face. He reeks but they don't mind, they love Stiles and Stiles loves them. When Brett comes back with a way to fix him, they'll just curl up together and enjoy the comfort.

Stiles is doubled over and Jeff is rubbing a hand over his back while Karen starts up the shower for him, whispering comforting words to him. Jeff bites back his own tears as they leave their human to take a shower. Jeff paces across the room, as he waits, listening. They can hear him get out and throw up again. They wince at the thought of him in pain when a small groan escapes him. After a few minutes of silence

"Sometimes I wish he'd just take the damn bite." Jeff mumbles and Karen looks to him.

"You know that's not what he wants in life, he said he'd take it just not yet. That risks not only his life but his spark as well. He doesn't want to not be able to keep us safe, especially if this stuff going on, being targeted. What if it's true Jeff? His spark is one thing that kept Aleysha alive last year and kept his old pack mate alive now." She explain and he whines. She bites her bottom lip and glances towards the bathroom before settling down.

"But at the risk of his own." Jeff tries, making a face of pain. "It's just…I don't see anyone here from their pack caring. For the record, he gave everything for them too and they left."

"If Brett and him broke up who would you go with Jeff? Brett is our Alpha!"

"But Stiles is our mom." Karen looks down at that, running hands through her short brown hair. "We know it's true, he was theirs too, Aleysha said it was written all over the sick boys face, it was pounding in their hearts. Stiles meant just as much to them as he did to us and to be honest…if Brett broke Stiles' heart, Aleysha and I would be omegas." Karen knew it was true and she wonders if maybe she'd follow Stiles too. Would she? Brett gave her the bite but at the same time so did Stiles, Brett wouldn't have if it weren't for the mate.

"Yeah, you're right, but what if Stiles broke Brett's heart?"

"Because that could happen." Jeff bites out, shaking his head. "Stiles couldn't break a damn hunters heart.

"What about the Hale Alpha, you don't think if he came knocking Stiles would run away from us for him?" Jefferson looks to her and licks his lips.

"Do you?"

"No." She admits. "Stiles wouldn't leave us if his life depended on it."

"Damn straight, dollface." Karen and Jeff look to the bathroom door where Stiles is leaning, looking a little better but still shaky. He smiles but they could see the pain on his face. "C'mere you guys." They both hug him and he nuzzles the youngest's hair. "I love you both and the rest of you crazy werewolves, don't ever think otherwise." He kisses Karen's cheek. "Brett and the pack are gonna find out what's going on and I'll be fine."

They don't question him, they believe him. They trust him. But there's always that what if in the back of their minds.

AN: I feel a lot better after this. It made me smile a little bit. Let me know what ya'll thought. I wanted to show a little bit of Stiles' interaction with the two werewolves back home while he's sick and well…this happened. I swear my fingers and brain have different views.