Disclaimer: I do not own Teen wolf or any of it's characters. I do have some OCs in here that I do claim because I've grown to love them. There are also characters in some of the alternate endings to this chapter that I claim because again, I've grown to love them.
When I say "alternate endings" I mean this chapter is set up like a choose your own adventure. This comes at the prompt of a couple reviewers who had really good ideas for how I should end this series(?). I've put links in the story to where the endings are posted on my Tumblr account. I hope you guys enjoy.
(just add "words with vaudoux ((all one word)) dot tumblr dot" to the beginning of the links)
Also I apologize for any grammatical errors.
Jackson looked at the blood under his nails and around at the aftermath of what happened. Rocks strewn across the floor, a broken pillar was crumbling, claw marks were on the wall, the crypt had become less of a resting place and more of a scene from a creature flick. The tangy smell of the blood on the floor stung his nose. He sniffed, that familiar scent and his eyes landed on the woman that was still on the floor. He walked over to her, body bruised and bloodied, and kneeled at her side. Joanna put a hand to the knife on her belt and Jackson looked down as she pulled it from it's hoister throwing his hands up in a sign of no harm. He waited until the woman relaxed before he started to speak. His words came out harsher than he intended but he had to know. "Who are you?"
"I'm none of your business." Joanna pulled herself up, putting more pressure on her right leg since her left was injured.
"You're a hunter and I'm a werewolf, to some extent I kind of have to know." Jackson shrugged a little. "And aside from that you smell familiar and it's sort of starting to bother me." Joanna made a sound in her throat that sounded of disgust and turned to limp away. "Wait." The word was broken the moment it came from his lips. "I...I feel like I know you but I don't and...and I want to know why."
"I can't help you kid, it goes against my very core to even be talking to you right now. " Joanna didn't turn back to Jackson as she started to limp away trying not to let the pain in her left leg get to her.
"Why do we have the same eyes?" Jackson called arms splawing at his sides. Joanna froze and put her head down not wanting to acknowledge him. "Why do I feel this ache in my chest whenever I look at you? Why did I follow your scent from all the way across the woods? Can you explain that to me?"
"Like I said kid, I can't help you." Joanna kept walking away, right pass Aidyn and Rebecca who tried to reach out to her. She kept walking, not seeing Jackson who watched after her or Rebecca who started to weep at losing a second chance with the daughter she never knew.
"Morgan?" Jackson looked back and saw Allison leaning over Morgan.
"What's wrong?" He called back already done with this day.
"She's not..she's not breathing!" Allison's hair whipped to one side when she turned to look at Jackson. Stiles and Scott had already ran over to her and Derek was taking his time to get there. "I can't get her to wake up!" Jackson's eyes went wide and he ran over already starting to freak out.
"What do you mean you can't get her to wake up, she was fine a few minutes ago." Jackson knelt down next to Morgan's head on the side that Allison wasn't occupying.
"When we had got that thing out of Lydia she looked a little exhausted but she said that she was okay and to go to Scott, then when I looked back she was slumped against the wall not breathing." Allison moved hair away from her ear to lean down and check Morgan's heartbeat. "I can hear her heart but it's really low. Someone call an ambulance!"
"And what, explain to them about the mess here and the body on the floor with bite marks in it? That's a great idea." Jackson looked up at the others who were standing around Morgan now. "We should get her out of here before we do anything."
"I don't think you should move her." Danny looked over Stiles' shoulder worry painted across his face. "It's never a good idea to move someone when they have a low heartbeat, anything could go wrong."
"So what are we supposed to do, just call the paramedics and tell them about why we're in a crypt in the middle of the night that looks like a warzone, that can't be our only option." Jackson searched the faces of his friends.
"She could die, Jackson!" Scott gestured at Morgan looking Jackson in the eye.
"And we could go to jail because we just killed someone!" Jackson glared back at Scott adamant that calling the paramedic would be a bad idea. Morgan started to stir, eyes fluttering open at the noise.
"Morgan?" Allison looked her over and brought a hand to her face. Jackson and Scott stopped their bickering and everyone turned their attention to the girl dressed in all black. "Can...can you hear me?"
"Yeah." Morgan's voice was barely a whisper. "Tell Jackson and Scott to stop arguing, they're both idiots." There was a sigh of relief and nervous laughs were passed around. Morgan looked up into the faces of her friends happy that they were all okay. "It's over you guys. It's all over." Everyone looked around and the relief in the room was palpable as smiles were shared and hugs were given. Allison helped Morgan to her feet giving her a hug and they were both enveloped in Scott's arms.
Derek took a step back from the love fest, he wasn't big into hugs and he sure enough did not feel like being caught up in that flurry of teen emotion. Jackson looked on as Stiles joined in, then Lydia hesitantly. Chris and Victoria stood back and let the kids have their moment of relief after going through a hailstorm for the past few weeks. Victoria leaned into Chris as they watched their daughter smile for the first time in the last few weeks while she was pressed into the pile of friends.
"Come on, Chris." Victoria hooked a finger in Chris' belt loop and started to pull him away and up the stairs.
"I think we should stay, I don't want her going home with that boy." Chris looked over his shoulder at Scott but let Victoria keep pulling him.
"She's a big girl and we have to trust her, and if we're lucky she'll be gone long enough for us to share a little love ourselves." Chris swallowed hard when he saw that small gleam in his wife's eyes that he's come to either love or fear.
"Yeah, I'm sure she'll be fine. We should, um, we should get going." Chris let Victoria lead him up the stairs and out of the crypt. "Yeah, she'll be fine."
Rebecca watched Chris and Victoria leave and she let herself sag from exhaustion into Aidyn. "We should leave too. Joanna is gone and doesn't want anything to do with us, the witch is dead and everything is over."
"Where do you want to go?" Aidyn held Rebecca up with a firm hand on her waist.
"Anywhere. I've lost my daughter again, so anywhere is better than here." Rebecca leaned off of Aidyn and started to walk away. "We really messed up, and I don't want to have to be here with everything that's happened." Aidyn said nothing, he just followed behind her never taking his hand off her waist.
The group broke up and paired off; Scott held Allison close pressing his nose into her neck inhaling her soft cottony scent, and sighed. "I'm happy that everything's over. All I want to do now is spend time with you and not have to remember any of this."
"Yeah." Allison let Scott wrap her in his arms. "It's good to have Lydia back to normal, her and Stiles are together now and..." Allison paused remembering the conversation she had with Danny. She looked around and saw Danny standing out of the way while Lydia and Stiles held each other smiling after everything. She was about to pull away from Scott to go see if Danny was okay but Morgan had beat her to it.
"Danny?" Morgan hesitated when she reached him. She could see the hurt in his eyes the way he watched Stiles and Lydia whisper to each other stealing kisses between words. When he looked at her he put on a smile and she felt her heart break. "Are you okay?"
"Yeah." Danny's smile was earnest but his eyes were weary. "I should be asking if you're okay, you had us scard there for a minute."
Morgan smiled slightly and shook her head. "No, I should have warned you guys, sometimes when I use a lot of power I kind of zonk out for a little bit. I always end up fine but it's annoying. I didn't mean to scare you."
"It's fine. After everything that's happened I don't think I could handle it if you ended up dead too." Danny shrugged his shoulders a little. "So what are you going to do now, I mean your mom's dead, that's got to be rough."
"You know, it should be but I can't feel sad about it. Maybe it's because it just happened or something and I'll feel it tomorrow but, all I feel right now is relief. It's like I can finally let myself relax and not worry about anything I do." Morgan looked over at the two couples and bit her lip before continuing to speak. "I saw you looking at Stiles. Do...do you..."
"No, I don't feel like talking about it." Danny cut her off, his words coming out bitter. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to say it like that it's just, I'm tired of it all. He's happy now and that's all I care about."
"But you're in..." Morgan lowered her voice. "But you're in love with him Danny, you can't just ignore something like that."
"I can." Danny put his hands in his pockets and stood up straight. "It's one of the things you learn to do growing up gay. You fall in love with people you can't have and then you have to watch them in the arms of someone else, it'll just be another memory after a while. I'll be fine." He wouldn't though, it hurt to see Stiles holding Lydia that way but, on some level, he knew that something like this would happen. Stiles wouldn't want him the way he wanted him and no matter how much he wanted it, he and Stiles couldn't be together. "Yeah, I'll be fine. Look, I'm going to go sit in the car, I'm starting to feel a little lightheaded, it must be all the dust in here or something."
"Yeah sure, go ahead." Morgan wanted to put a hand on his back but he was out of reach before she could finish her sentence. She watched Danny walk by Lydia and Stiles and then by Scott and Allison who looked up after him. Someone always gets hurt, Morgan thought to herself, and it's always the nice ones who do.
Alternate ending 1:
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Alternate ending 2:
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Alternate ending 3:
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Allison watched Danny walk up the stairs before she pulled away from Scott. "Hey, um, I have to go talk to Stiles real quick." She rested her arms on his and looked him in the eye, and he looked back eyes squinted wanting to know what was going on.
"Does this have anything to do with Danny liking Stiles, because I thought that was over with." Scott still held on to Allison who shook her head.
"No, I don't think something like that just goes away. I'm gonna send Lydia over here, can you keep her busy while Stiles and I speak?" She looked at him over her eyebrows a little.
"Yeah...yeah, I'll talk to her about something." Scott looked a little confused about why he would have to keep Lydia busy but he's learned to never wuestion Allison about things like this. Allison squeezed his arm once and then walked over to Lydia and Stiles who were holding hands while they talked about some of the things that happened while Lydia was out of it. Stiles turned from where he and Lydia had been talking to Lyida when he saw Allison walk up.
"...And then you jumped out the window, it was crazy. Oh, hey Allison." Stiles saw the worried face that Allison had and intstanstly his mood changed. "What's wrong?"
"Nothing, nothing's really wrong. I just wanted to, um, talk to you a little. Lydia, can you give ua a minute?" Allison wanted to reassure Stiles without making it so that Lydia would be interested in what they were talking hoped that Stiles would get the hint she was about to give him. "I just need to ask him about this thing we were talking about earlier."
"What thing?" Stiles didn't catch on and he saw that Allison really wanted to speak to him in private.
"That thing about that person, remember? From earlier when we were in your room?" Allison swore that if he couldn't get it now she was going to tell Danny to just give it up anyway. Stiles furrowed his brow when he looked at her and Allison was almost certain che could see the gears turning in his head. She chuckled a little when his face lit up and then looked at Lydia seriously.
"Yes, you're right. Lydia, Allison and I need a moment, can you go keep Scott busy he looks a little lost." Stiles nodded over to where Scott had been standing looking a bit like a lost puppy at where they were talking.
"Ugh! McCall is so lucky I feel greatful to him right now." Lydia shook her head and walked over to Scott telling him not to slouch.
"So what did you want to talk about?" Stiles looked over from Lydia and Scott and into Allison's eyes.
"Seriously? You didn't get what I was trying to tell you?" Allison looked at him in disbelief.
"No, I knew you wanted to speak in private...that's about it." Stiles blinked.
"You know what, that doesn't even matter," Allison exhaled holding a hand up between them. "I was talking about Danny..."
"Oh! Danny!" Stiles ducked a little when Allison hushed him and Lydia looked back at them from where she was still talking to Scott about something. "I almost forgot...is he upset? Did he say anything? Is he upset?"
"You asked that already, and I don't know. He looked really heartbroken when you told Lydia that you loved her and he's just been sitting there watching you two...it really is heartbreaking." Allison looked at Stiles running a hand through her hair a little exasperated. "I don't know what you plan to do, but I think you should at least talk to him."
"Yeah." Stiles took a step back nodding his head more to himself than to Allison. "I really do...I mean, I really do." Stiles bit his lip as he walked pass Allison and out of the crypt completely forgetting about Lydia in his cloud of thought.
"Stiles...Stiles." Lydia called after him but he just kept walking. "Stiles I'm calling you." She started following Stiles and Scott just looked at Allison desperately when she walked around his arm.
Stiles caught up with Danny on his way out of the cemetary. "Danny...Danny wait." The taller boy stopped looking back at Stiles with eyes that were heavy with sadness but he pulled a smile on anyhow.
"Hey Stiles, what's up?" His tone was cheery but he was almost to tears and he hated that.
"Why did you leave like that?" Stiles searched his face finding sadness behind his earnest smile.
"Oh, you looked busy and I really just had to get some fresh air." Danny shook his head looking at Stiles. "I was starting to get a little lightheaded in there, it must be all the dust or something."
"It was me and Lydia, wasn't it?" Stiles' honesty caught him off guard. Danny looked him in the eyes and he could see the honesty in him, he knew it was Lydia and he felt sorry for it.
"No, don't...don't say that. Don't...don't say that." Danny shook his head trying to find the right words. "I...I just need to...um, I need to just not let myself get...I don't know. I'm sorry Stiles...I am." He pressed a hand to his forehead and let it run through his hair. "I'm sorry Stiles, you shouldn't be out here, you should be with Lydia right now."
"Why are you apologizing?" Stiles took a step closer to Danny. "There's no reason for you to be sorry?"
"I think...Hi, Lydia." Danny waved tiredly at Lydia and Stiles swirled around looking at his...what is she to him?
"Hey Lydia, I was just getting ready to come..." Stiles was cut off.
"Hey, what are you guys doing?" Lydia blinked looking the boys in the eye.
"I was just telling Stiles how he should be happy to have you." Stiles looked at Danny while he lied. "I told him that you get a little cranky when you haven't had your coffee, and that even though you hide it you're really smart. I told him that he should treat you good or I'll have to rough him up a bit." Danny wore a pained smile as he jokingly nudged Stiles in the side.
"You were?" She turned to Stiles who looked at Danny immediately nodding.
"Everyone knows that I've been crazy about you ever since third grade, and Danny here was just telling me about how happy he was that we're together now." Stiles hung an arm around Danny's neck and gave him a really cheesy smile.
Danny looked at Stiles and felt the pang he felt in his chest he heard at the words "I love you" all over again when Stiles wasn't saying them to him. "Yeah, I always said that you guys would be great together...even if I didn't say it to you Lydia." Danny laughed but the sound was bitter in his throat. "I'm happy you guys have each other now.
"Are you guys ready to go?" They all looked over at where everyone else was walking out of the cemetary. Allison was still talking to them as she walked to her car. "Did you...guys have a moment?"
"Not quite really." Danny looked down at Lydia who was looking at Allison with pursed lips. "But I was just telling Lydia about how I'm happy that her and Stiles are together now. Don't you think it's wonderful that after all of Stiles' pining they have each other?"
Allison looked at Danny wondering what he was talking about then she just started nodding. "Yeah, Scott always talks about how Stiles used to have a picture of you in his..."
"And that's my cue to go my car." Stiles said clapping his hands. "Are you coming, Lydia?" He held a hand out to her and she took it smiling.
"Fine, I'll come but I'm not done hearing about how amazing I am." Lydia sauntered off over to Stiles' car only looking back once, seeing Allison and Danny talking hurriedly.
"Why didn't you tell him?" Allison looked back making sure Lydia couldn't overhear them.
"I couldn't do it." Danny whispered back. "I don't want to let how I feel mess up their thing."
"But you can't just sit around and..."
Danny cut her off his words more pained than when he had to lie to Lydia. "And do what Allison? It's not like we would've been together anyway. He doesn't like guys and I always do this to myself. I just want to leave them alone to be...I don't know, happy together." Danny looked over Allison's shoulder at Stiles and Lydia who were playing with each others' hands while everyone else figured out the seating arrangements. "Look at that, it's almost too precious to want to ruin. I can't do this to them...I can't mess them up because of me."
Allison shook her head. "Can't you just...? Can't you... Danny you..." She stopped talking when Danny just shook his head with a somber look.
"Let's just leave this alone, Allison. I just want to get home, get some rest, and pretend like I never felt anything." Danny looked at her with eyes that were beyond tired and shook his head.
"Fine." Allison threw her hands up and Scott wrapped his arms around her. "I'll just keep my mouth shut."
"So I take it that you didn't tell Stiles how you feel." Scott looked over her shoulder from where he had been hugging Allison from behind.
"No, I started apologizing and before I could go any further Lydia walked over and well..." Danny trailed off. Morgan walked over and Stiles pulled up hanging out his Jeep.
"If you guys are done with this little powwow I think the general consensus is that everyone just wants to go home. Scott, if I were you I'd try to think of a way to talk your mom down from her fit of worry." He looked from face to face but lingered on Danny. "So I'll see you guys tomorrow then, we can talk about this after we've all rested a bit."
"Yeah, I think that would be best." Morgan spoke up next to Danny. "And Allison, you might want to give it a little while before you go home."
Allison cocked her head to one side and a puzzled look fell across her face. "Why?"
"Let's just say that your parents are having a little alone time." They all shivered a little at the mental image.
"Are you guys following me back or...?" Stiles looked at Scott who then looked at Alllison.
"Yeah, we'll follow you." They all got in the car, Scott in the passenger seat with Morgan and Danny in the back. Stiles waited for them to get in before he pulled off and they started following him back to their side of town.
"So, now that we've all had a little rest, does anyone want to talk about what happened yesterday?" Stiles looked at all of the still tired faces that were in the remnants of Derek's living room; Derek still pouty but wearing a white shirt for a change, Jackson still looking a little nervously over at Lydia but ultimately looking glad to have Derek back, Scott and Allison draped over each other on the dingy couch, Danny standing over by the door not really looking at anyone, Morgan sitting on the floor next to Danny looking slightly less grim than usual, and Lydia with her hair freshly washed and her outfit clean and pressed standing next to him. "I think, given everything that happened yesterday, we kind of owe it to ourselves and to each other to try and dissect this."
"I don't want to dissect anything, I didn't want to in biology and I don't want to now. We're all fine, so does it matter what happened yesterday?" Jackson unfolded his arms as the attention turned to him and looked around the room. "We've dealt with Amara, Lydia's back to normal...well, normal for Lydia, and we have Derek back so...Why should we have to dissect anything?" He passed over the faces in the room and stopped when he looked at Morgan.
"What?" Morgan looked Jackson in the eye when she felt the attention of the room shift to her. "I don't really care to talk about anything. I just..."
"You watched your mother get killed, Morgan." She looked up at Danny from where he was looking down to her, his voice was soft almost like a whisper. "I think if anyone here should want to talk about this it's you. I know you don't really like to talk about anything personal but this isn't something you should just bottle up, you have to talk about this."
"Danny, I don't think you should be telling me about anything that I have to talk about." She pushed against the wall pulling herself up looking at the group. Her arms dangled awkwardly at her side as she looked at Danny and then over to Stiles before letting her eyes float over the gathered group of misfits. "I know that I saw my mother get killed by Derek, and yes I know I should feel bad about it. Honestly, last night I tried to be sad about it, I did, but all I could do was smile because she's gone. I don't have to look over my shoulder and watch every single thing I do. And when I told my dad, yeah he was sad but, he knew how bad she treated me and he told me that she treated him almost as bad. We're both relieved that she's gone, and I know that might make me sound like a bad person but I really am happy that she's dead." She exhaled and looked into the faces of her friends expecting judgement but received nothing but blank stares that couldn't comprehend where she was coming from.
"I don't think it makes you sound like a bad person." Jackson looked at Morgan with quiet eyes and for the first time in a long time she felt that her and Jackson had an understanding.
"Well can someone tell me what all the weirdness was between Danny and Stiles last night?" The color washed from Danny's face when Derek looked him in the eyes. Derek looked around the room honestly expecting some sort of answer. "Seriously, because that car ride home with Danny was a little overwhelming. Danny, I think you really need to learn how to control your hormones or something because I almost gagged with all your angst. Do you like Stiles, yes or no?"
Danny swallowed hard when all eyes were on him waiting for an answer. Was this really how he was going to tell Stiles how he felt, he had always pictured it being a little more personal and not with so many eyes watching him, all waiting for an answer that really didn't concern them.
"I don't think he has to answer that now, not like this." Danny looked over when Lydia spoke up looking Derek clear in the eye. "We're not here to talk about that, and I think it'll be best if we all just left because we've all had a hard couple days. Derek, it's none of your's or anyone else's business who Danny is in love with..."
"Love?" Stiles whispered as he looked from Lydia to Danny.
"...and like I said, we're not here to talk about that. We gave Morgan the option to talk about her mother's death and she expressed to us that she was relieved. I think we should just respect that, and leave her and her father alone to grieve in their own way. If we have to talk about this again, it can be tomorrow at school when we all have some semblance of normal back into our lives. Is that okay wth everyone?" Lydia blinked as she looked at all the faces in the room, most of which were stunned a little at her assertiveness over the situation. Morgan looked at Lydia who met her eye and winked a little (Morgan would deny it if she had to but she made sure that Lydia kept some of her persuasive powers, she thought it would be good for her). "Well?" Lydia looked at them harder now still wanting an answer, and got it in the form of mumbled agreements as everyone got up to leave the house.
Derek raised an eyebrow at Lydia who just tapped her foot with her eyebrow raised at him. "I'm not leaving Lydia, this is my house."
"I wasn't asking you to leave your house, I just wanted to know what made you think it would be okay to ask a question like that now." Lydia folded her arms and continued speaking in hushed tones to Derek. "Danny's had it rough for a long time and him coming out and talking about his emotions has always been hard for him. And for you, to just show up as Mister Big Ol' Alpha and think it's okay to ask something as bluntly as you did and expect a simple 'yes or no' answer is beyond me. Now I know we don't really know each other, but I think you should be a little more considerate before you start asking questions like that. I don't know you, but I know Danny and I know that he deserves a bit more discretion than what you just tried to do." The glare that Lydia fixed Derek with caused the alpha to take a perfunctory step back. "I know you haven't had it all sunshine and lollipops but Danny here is still a young heart that's been broken too many times, and I'll be damned if I have to see him crying again because you went all raging bull trying to find a solution to a situation that isn't even yours."
Derek swallowed and nodded only slightly. "Whatever, I gave up with all this angst and longing a long time ago. Don't let the door hit you on the way out, I'd hate to see you get a stain on your little skirt." Lydia shot daggers at him before pivoting on her heels and walked out the door.
Stiles watched as Danny made his way over to Jackson's Porsche while he whispered to Lydia when she caught up to him on his way to his car. "What did you mean that Danny doesn't have to talk about who he loves? Is Danny in love with me?"
"I never said that." Lydia fixed her bag on her arm and fluffed her hair.
"You said that Danny doesn't have to talk about who he loves, and you weren't talking about me? I mean, come on, even Derek's noticed the weirdness between us yesterday." He looked over the hood of his car at Lydia.
"Derek noticing something isn't all that groundbreaking. Even when I was still dealing with that demon I knew that Danny liked you, and I knew that he had started hanging out with you guys more so you two could be friends, but I never said that he was in love with you." Lydia opened the car door and got in leaving Stiles with a confused look on his face.
"But that makes no sense, why would you say something like that if you didn't mean me? Is Danny in love with someone else? Is love really the right word to be using for this? Why do I feel so lost?" Stiles was so cunfused that Lydia almost felt sorry for him.
"That's because you're a boy, and even though you're smart you're still pretty dumb when it comes to things like this." Lydia looked over at Stiles in the driver's seat and patted him on the knee. "Start the car, I have a mani/pedi appointment that I am in dire need of...and then I want you to help me pick out an outfit for school tomorrow, and then you're taking me to a late lunch." Stiles just sighed as he started the car and pulled off headed to the Korean place that Lydia insists is the best one in Beacon County.
"Are you upset?" Danny's voice was softer than he intended when he looked over at Jackson.
"Why would I be upset?" Jackson didn't take his eyes off the road as he sped home.
"Because...Stiles."
"Why would I be upset over that?" Jackson breathed through his nose and shook his head clenching his jaw. "Listen, I'm your best friend, and even though Stiles is one of the most annoying people I've ever met, it doesn't change the fact that I will always, always, want nothing but the best for you. I don't know if Stiles is a catch but, I've seen you do worse and I think if you were just outright with your feelings for him -what ever they may be- you wouldn't feel this need to ask me if I'm upset. I'm always going to support you no matter who you fall for, and I want you to understand that that's never going to change." Jackson looked over at Danny whose eyes were a little watery but he didn't let a tear fall. "Now stop looking like that and get up the nerve to tell him how you feel next time you see him. I refuse to have to put you together if your heart gets broken again."
"You better tell him." Jackson leaned against the locker next to Danny's while he was putting books in his locker. "You better tell him, I'll get Lydia on you. We talked about this last night and she wants you to talk to him too, and he wants you to talk to him."
Danny closed his eyes and his locker sighing. "You know you putting pressure on me like this isn't going to help at all...if anything it's making me more nervous."
"Nervous?" Jackson chuckled a little when Danny turned back to look at Stiles who was waving his arms wildly at some joke he was tell Lydia and the rest of them. "You took your ex...you took a guy to the school dance and you say you're nervous now? Danny, I don't think you have to worry about anything that Stiles has to say to you. He's stupid but he's not dumb, and from what I get, he wants the two of you to sit down and actually talk about this. Upp! Here he comes, I gotta go." Jackson turned on his heels and made his way through the crowd of teenagers with the practiced precision of a dolphin in water.
"Jackson wait..." Was all Danny could get out before he heard someone clear their throat and turned to look Stiles dead in the soft brown eyes. "Hey Stiles," he pulled on a nervous smile as the other boy stood there looking at him.
"Danny, can we talk?" Danny's heart sank at those words because he had been on the receiving end of them so many times that if hurt to count.
"Sure." He nodded his head nervously and waved a hand leading Stiles in the direction of the back exit that would take them to the lacrosse field.
Neither Stiles nor Danny said anything as they walked through the sea of heads and out the back exit, walking clear pass any of the watchful eyes of the school gossips or the edgy kids who think smoking behind school sets them apart from any other teenaged cliche. Danny let Stiles lead him under the bleachers to the spot where Morgan had been sitting not a few days before, waiting for him. Taking a seat and folding his legs Indian style he patted the soft ground next to him and looked up at Danny waiting for him to sit down. Danny sat down with a shaky breath trying to prepare himself for which ever way this conversation would go.
"Danny." Stiles' voice was hushed and Danny wasn't sure but he thinks he heard Stiles' voice shake.
"No, you shouldn't speak first this time." Danny stopped him, thinking about the other night. "You always started the conversations, I should start now...it's only right. You want to ask me about how I feel about you, you had tried to before but I just choked up when it came time for me to speak and I don't want that to happen this time. Let me just say what I have to say and then you can say whatever it is you have to, okay?" He looked up at Stiles who just closed his mouth and waited for him to continue. "Stiles, I do...I do like you but, I know that we could never be together. You're in love with Lydia, and you have been for as long as I've known you, and now that you two have each other I don't want to let my emotions get in the way. I guess they kind of are now, hunh? I wish I could be with you, I really do but..."
"But what," Stiles cut him off. "Why do you do that? Why do you always second guess or put yourself down like you don't deserve whatever it is you want? Danny, remember when I had asked you if you had feelings for me, do you remember that night?"
"Yeah." Danny's tone was obvious but he tried to bring it back given the situation. "Of course I remember, it was the first ever that my father looked at me and knew that I wasn't just some teenager driven by his hormones."
"Well that night, when we were all headed over to the cemetary Jackson asked me if I had any feelings for you...and I didn't know. Then when we were there and Amara had you in her hands all I could think about was how much I wanted to hold you and keep you safe at that moment. All I wanted was for you to be somewhere away from that; from pycho witches or possessed teen girls, I just wanted you to be home watching movies on the couch...with me." Stiles looked Danny in the eye wanting to convey just how much he wants Danny to be happy and with someone who wants to see him happy. "I don't know why I took so long to say this, I just...I don't know."
Danny laughed softly to himself and shook his head in modest deibelief. "Stiles I...?" Danny was caught completely off-guard when Stiles closed the distance between them and sealed their lips together. His eyes were wide as Stiles moved into him but a soft moaning was coming from his lips, he relaxed and let himsef melt into the kiss. Closing his eyes he pulled Stiles to him, holding him as their mouths pressed together softly breaking a little but coming together again. Danny could feel Stiles' tongue wanting more and he opened up to let him in. A soft moan came from his lips as he and Stiles' tongues danced together, exploring, tasting and wanting, never in his life has Danny been kissed like this and a soft whine came from him when Stiles pulled away.
"I'm sorry," Stiles looked down bitting his bottom kiss swollen lip and rubbing the back of his neck. "I just...I really wanted to do that."
Danny almost melted where he sat when Stiles looked up at him through his lashes, he laughed softly to himself and shook his head in disbelief. "You don't have to apologize. That was...that was amazing." There was a beat between them, pregnant with longing looks and licked lips, before they were leaning into each other slowly this time; brown eyes meeting brown eyes, brown eyes looking at soft lips, soft lips pressing into soft lips. A small smile was on Danny's lips when they kissed again and Stiles' heart fluttered when he felt it against his. Carefully he put a hand on the side of Danny's face and pressed deeper into the kiss, letting Danny devour him with his wanting, his need, and everything they left unsaid between the both of them.
Stiles pulled away to catch a breath but then there were catcalls and whistles, and he pressed his eyes tighter together not wanting to look up. "Danny, please tell me that's not who I think it is." He kept himself from pressing into Danny's shoulder but the smile on his lips betrayed him more than the small laugh that came from Danny.
"If I say yes, will that change anything?" Danny pulled back to look Stiles in the eye already preparing himself for another let down.
Stiles opened his eyes looking over at their friends who watched them through the gap between the bleachers, just one row of eyes; Jackson's gray/blue eyes next to Lydia's green brown, and Scott's dark brown eyes next to Allison's honey brown and Morgan's green/gray. What sounded like stiffled laughter floated over to Stiles' ears and he looked Danny in the eye.
"No, it won't change anything." Stiles' smile reached his eyes and he held Danny's hands searching his face and finding only relief and happiness.
"Finally!" Jackson came around the corner to pull both of them up into a hug. "I'm hapy you guys figured this out and I'm happy that Lydia owes me five bucks."
Danny leaned away from Jackson to look his friend in the face. "You bet on us?"
"Well actually, I bet on you." He nodded over to where Lydia and the rest of the group was waiting for them on the other side of the bleachers. "Lydia said you'd do it at the end of the day, and I bet her that it'd happen before school let out, and I'm glad to see that you didn't disappoint." Danny fixed Jackson with a look that bordered on annoyed. "But I'm really happy that you and Stiles have figured something out, and that we don't have to worry about you being all mopey all the time."
"Wait, Jackson..." Danny stopped Jackson and let Stiles walk over to Scott and the rest of them. "Listen, we haven't figured anything out, and I don't know what that was that just happened but..."
"But nothing," Jackson cut him off. "I saw you guys and you looked like you really enjoyed that kiss or am I imagining the um..." Jackson motioned down between them and Danny looked down blanching as he adjusted himself. "And really, isn't not being able to figure out something like this worth it all? I mean, how boring would it be if you had all the answers right now?"
Danny looked over at Lydia who was swallowing Stiles up in a hug with a bright smile. "But what about Lydia, isn't she going going to be upset?"
"Upset over what, she wants you two to be together. Listen, Lydia is scary smart and she had all of this figured out before any of us...actually, I'm convinced she had it figured out before you did." Jackson clapped a hand on Danny's shoulder and leaned into his friend. "Don't worry about any of this, we all want you two to be together and we'll be here with you both to help you guys figure it out. We love you guys." Danny gave a breathy smile when he looked Jackson in the eye, not many people give him credit for how good a person he was despite some of the less than ideal things he's done.
"Thanks Jackson." Danny's smile reached his eyes and he was truly grateful to have a friend like Jackson in his life.
"Eh whatever, now get over there and give that boy some lovin'." Jackson playfully pushed Danny over to Stiles and stood back with Scott while the two boys spoke affectionately with each other.
"So, it looks like our best friends are dating, does this mean we're friends now?" Scott put his hands in his pockets and looked over at Jackson leaning back a little.
"No, it just means that I'll have to tolerate you a little more now. You're still a dumbass." Jackson looked at Scott from the corner of his eye, Lydia and Allison walked over to them smiling to themselves.
"Looks like there was a happy ending here after all." Lydia turned to look over at Stiles and Danny.
"Yeah, I guess...so who's gonna tell Derek?" Jackson asked noncommitally.
"I'll do it." Morgan spoke up from where she had been watching it all from the bleachers. "Besides, he and I have some unfinished business." They all turned to look at her.
"What unfinished business could you and Derek have?" Allison crossed her arms looking at Morgan.
"Nothing in particular, just some stuff back when he called me a liar is all." There was sly grin on Morgan's lips that uncomfortably reminded them all of the ones that Amara used to have when she said this, and they weren't sure but they could swear they felt a drop in the temperature.
The end.
A/N:It's so weird for me to have finished this, I never finish anything. I know there are mistakes and I know I spelled "cemetEry" wrong but all in all I'm happy with this story. I want to thank all of you who have read it and reviewed and submitted your awesome ideas for the story. I want to thank the fandom and Teen Wolf for being awesome but mostly, I want to say that I appreciate that people enjoyed what I wrote. I hope to write something more for the fandom soon. Thank you.
~Damian
P.S.
I want to thank DjDarkPixie for suggesting this ending. I know it's cheesy and I didn't do your idea justice but I'm still gonna do that Jackson/Derek fic you prompted. Thanks a lot. :)
P.P.S.
Thank you to OrionAstro for the endings they suggested, I hope I did you proud because I was really stuck with the one I talked to you about. Thank you too. :)