DEFINITELY READ THIS: A LITTLE CLARIFICATION ON THE WHOLE STORY BEFORE THE FIRST CH.

Ok, so let's just assume that Stiles is a junior in HS and the Sheriff, who I named John because let's admit it; he would be a pretty good John, or Kyle, or Daniel or something. Anyway, everyone is alive. Jackson is a wolf and Isaac, Erica, and Boyd were turned. Lydia is a Banshee but she has a little extra magic in her that they are aware of, but have almost no clue what it can do. Allison is with the pack and didn't go all 'crazy hunter' on everyone. Gerard did show up, but Jackson wasn't a Kanima. Matt was a crazy stalker dude, but killed all those people. Peter comes back with the help of Lydia, but he's not creepy really. Oh, and Stiles is his favorite. In the first few week of this story, Peter isn't there because he is contacting the wolf packs that had treaties with the Hale pack before the fire. Cora shows up near the time Gerard did because she heard about the growing Hale pack. Gerard dies when he attacks Allison when Chris Argent shoots him. Allison's mom does die, but Gerard killed her when she stopped going along with his plans and found out he wanted to become a werewolf. Danny's with the pack because Jackson, like the big dummy his is sometimes, shifted partially in front of him on accident. And like the awesome, wonderful friend he is, Danny accepted it and supported Jackson. So the pack includes the following: Derek, Peter, Cora, Scott, Jackson, Isaac, Erica, Boyd, Allison, Lydia, Danny, Stiles (Though not really at this time), Sheriff Stilinski (partially through Stiles, and while Stiles' , and the Sheriff is kinda ticked about that, he is still in the know about bad things…..like deaths and stuff.), and Melissa McCall (Partially through Scott). The Hale house has been reconstructed and the Hale land has been tended to. Isaac lives with Derek. Jackson's parents know about his wolf-ish-ness and they accept it because he realized the actually love him (the idiot). Danny's parents think he stays with Jackson a lot and that's pretty much it. Scott's mom knows too (goodbye Asthma). Erica's parents know and are happy that she is better, she also has no more seizures at all. Also, they like Boyd. Boyd's parents know a little bit that something odd is happening, but they are really happy he has friends and a girlfriend and seems happy. They love Erica. Isaac's dad is pretty dead from Matt, just to clarify. Allison's dad is kinda sketchy about it all, but he is sorta happy with Allison become part of the pack (because he knows he can't keep her away from the supernatural/Scott) because he knows they will protect her. He even attended a "Pack Dinner" thing and only brought one clip of Monkshood bullets. Everyone counted that as a win. Stiles is also his favorite, besides his daughter. Lydia's mom is pretty cool with her hanging out with her friends and staying over with them as long as they sometimes stay over at her house. Hot guys? Heck yeah!

Anyway, Derek is Alpha, Peter is pretty much the advisor if not a Second, and Cora is the main Beta because she is the youngest born wolf so she helps the teens in the group (with tough love of course). Scott is right near Cora because he was the first one Bitten and has some pretty good control. Scott helps in ways to adapt from mundane to super, while Cora helps with the dealing with super. Jackson, Isaac, Erica, and Boyd are normal Betas. Allison, Lydia, and Danny are pretty much on the same level as normal Beta in the hierarchy. Stiles is up there with Peter pretty much, but the pack has excluded him so much that it doesn't matter at this time. Derek has to admit, Stiles is his favorite too, but he gets pretty busy with the construction of his house and land, as well as the training of his Betas that he pretty much has no time to notice the rift between the pack and Stiles

If something comes up or I forgot to include something then I will add to this and repost them on updated chapters. If you think something doesn't add up, just tell me! Thanks for reading and please review, even just a "Hi!" will make my day. Continuing on.

This went on for another two weeks. Stiles would wake up, get ready, grab breakfast and a packed lunch (something he began to prepare every night), and go to school. He would pay attention in class, so quiet and still that the teachers and most observant student noticed (his ADHD still forcing him to twitch every few minute and to bounce his leg constantly). Two days after the missed pack meeting, Stiles arrived early to school and requested a seat change in the classes with assigned seating. During his classes, he sat in the back of the room. He didn't speak to anyone unless it was required. When Harris informed his class that he would be partnering up students during the next lesson, Stiles stayed after class and asked if he would be allowed to work without a partner because the class had an odd number of people. Harris grudgingly agreed and threatened Stiles with severe point deduction for any mistakes. Stiles just nodded and left the room. The next Chemistry lesson, Stiles turned in his assignment near the end of class with no mistakes. Stiles continued to eat on the bleachers outside. The day before the next lacrosse practice, Stiles told Coach he couldn't continue with lacrosse. Finstock didn't even protest, still shocked and suspicious of his behavior in class. Once class was over each day, Stiles went straight home and completed his homework before going to bed. Then, the cycle would repeat itself.

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John Stilinski knew something was wrong with his son. Stiles was asleep when he got home, homework completed, lunch for the both of us packed, and his chores where done. All of this would be wonderful behavior for any other kid, but this wasn't any normal teenager. Stiles was special. Not just because he was his child, but because he was different. Different behavior, different thinking process, and different coping mechanisms made Stiles different from a lot of the kids in the town they lived in. Stiles was a good kid….a really good kid. But Stiles was also an almost perfect copy of his mother's personality. The kid was the physical embodiment of his mother's mischievous nature. If the kid wasn't smiling or didn't have that amused glint in his eyes, something was wrong. Sheriff John Stilinski was worried and it didn't help that he hadn't been able to really talk to his son. That is, until now. With all of this in mind, the Sheriff walked into his son's room.

The Sheriff knocked on his son's door before sticking his head into the room.

"Stiles? I think we need to talk about something. Come downstairs, kid." The Sheriff said, rubbing the back of his neck while he turned out of the room.

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Stiles had been at his computer looking up information for his history research paper. Stiles glanced up as his father entered the room and requested his presence downstairs. Stiles was hesitant to leave his desk. He hadn't been up to anything lately. That left only a few things for his father to want to discuss and it was doubtful that he would be requested downstairs if it was about something like his lunch or something. With a sigh, Stiles crawled from his desk chair and trudged to the stairs, going down towards the living room. He paused just inside the living room and looked to his dad, sitting on the couch. His dad was rubbing his temples, but stopped and looked up, glancing at his son.

"Come in son," said the Sheriff.

"So….what's going on, Dad?" asked Stiles after a few minutes of waiting for his father to speak.

"I could ask that from you," sighed the Sheriff, "What happened? Something has been bothering you for a while now."

"It's nothing, Dad. Just school, you know? They have really cracked down on us. It's been a little hectic, but it's nothing to worry about," replied Stiles, trying for a smile. When it didn't feel right, he looked towards the ground.

"Stiles, when was the last time you saw Scott?" asked his dad seriously.

"I see Scotty everyday Dad, why?" replied Stiles, not looking up.

"Ok, let me rephrase that," the Sheriff ignored the question. "When was the last time you spoke to Scott?"

"Oh, uh, it's only been two weeks, but I'm good. I've just been pretty busy," said Stiles hesitant at first.

Stile's dad had known about the supernatural world that insisted on wreaking havoc on Beacon Hills. It was hard not to know when an old man kidnaps your son and beats him up. Of course what really clued him in was the fact that a wolfed out Peter and Derek carried him into the living room and onto the couch. Yeah, a little hard to miss.

"Stiles," sigh his dad.

"Dad," Stiles returned the sigh. "I've been busy and Scott has been busy too with work and school and his furry problem. I'm not as busy as I was before, though, but I plan on changing that. Anyway, everyone is fine, I'm fine. Don't worry. Now I'm going to start dinner and then look up some things," Stiles said while getting up from his seat and heading to the kitchen. "Hey, do you know where I could look for a part-time job? I think it's about time I got a job," Stiles asked without waiting for an answer. "I think I could find something online that's close by."

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John sighed. Stiles wasn't going to talk about it and John couldn't force him. He knew it was something to do with Scott and the Pack, but he wouldn't be able to help with that.

Stiles wanted to get a job? He wasn't sure if it was a good idea with how Stiles was hurting. And he knew when his son was hurting. However, he did have to think that maybe Stiles getting a job would help him. Distract him from whatever caused the problem.

John sighed again, climbing out of his seat to head towards the kitchen.

"If you really want to look, I suggest you go to the Beacon Hills website first, possibly the mall, and then maybe Tosh Creek's website, it's city line is only about a mile from our back yard, so only a few minutes more when going around the woods. They also extended that shopping strip about two miles away from here," replied John.

"Thanks dad!" said his son.

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Derek didn't understand. Between the training of the pack and the reconstruction of the old Hale house, Derek had been exhausted. He had been so tired that he didn't realize what had happened. What the pack had done. What the pack hadn't noticed. Stiles wasn't there. Stiles hadn't come to one of the pack meeting, but Derek didn't think anything of it, especially when he heard about a robbery happening in town. Derek was worried for the Sheriff, but the next day Sheriff Stilinski seemed fine and was back at work. Derek didn't think anything of it, until Stiles didn't show up for the next pack meeting. Derek still didn't think too much of it, believing Stiles could be busy with something else. The pack meeting after that was cancelled and it wasn't until the pack meeting two weeks after that first missed meeting that Derek became worried. Instead of asking outright where Stiles was, Derek sniffed the air and was angry about what he could smell. Well, actually, it was more what he couldn't smell. He couldn't smell Stiles' scent at all. The scent wasn't even on Scott. Looking around, no one seemed to have noticed their missing pack mate. Scott seemed happy and absorbed with Allison as usual and everyone else was busy with different conversations. Instead of addressing it, Derek waited until everyone left and called Peter.

"Derek," answered Peter on the other end of the call, tone serious.

"Peter, no one is in danger," replied Derek.

"Oh, ok. What happened to make you call me willingly, nephew?" asked Peter.

"Stiles didn't come to the pack meeting," Derek said gruffly.

"Why?" asked Peter.

Stiles had always been Peter's favorite. Even when he was less-than-sane, Peter had liked Stiles. Stiles was the only one that understood Peter's humor most of the time and Peter thought his personality was beyond refreshing. Funnily enough, Stiles seemed pretty fond of Peter as well and they would often go off to the side of the room to plot or plan and to just talk. Derek had to admit, Stiles was also his favorite from the pack. Of course, Derek is unlikely to admit it to Stiles. Stiles was a genius, more intelligent than both Peter and Lydia and he was one of the most important members of the newly refined Hale pack.

"I don't know," replied Derek. "He wasn't at the last meeting, but I am pretty sure he was with his dad at the hospital. His scent is gone. From the pack…his scent is gone. Scott doesn't smell like Stiles at all. No one noticed his absence."

"Just wait…wait for two or three more pack meetings," Peter sighed. "You know how Stiles gets sometimes, something might have happened and he became frustrated. You said his dad was at the hospital? Something might have happened to his dad and it worried him. Don't freak him out. Just wait a little. I'm almost done with the treaty negotiations with the Daniels pack. Then, I'm coming home. I will speak to you soon." Peter hung up.

Derek put his phone is his pocket and went to his room and went to sleep.