First of all I really want to thank 'Mia and a pen' she helped me a lot! And I know I was really overwhelming because I kept sending her these overly long messages and I probably annoyed the hell out of her :D But thanks anyway! Warning: This chapter contains
Kira blinked lazily as her mind attempted to register what was happening, the world was like a messy canvas of colour that had been thrown onto her eyes without mercy and she was really trying to figure out what that crazy lady wrapped in foil was talking about.
Catherine, her mind supplied, however she really didn't know who this mysterious girl was, the only two who seemed to be remotely familiar were Scott and Stiles (And Lydia seemed to be on the edge of figuring it out if Kira was to guess). Rubbing her temples to try and drive away the sudden pounding headache, Kira began being brought back to the rest of the world.
It was a... bedroom? It actually looked like a kid's room. The walls were painting a dark blue with posters that were littered with the faces of Mark Hamill, Harrison Ford and even Carrie Fisher all dressed in the original star wars costumes(the ones from 1977, duh!). The bed sheets were a lighter shade of blue from the wall with a large Star Wars emblem on the cover. There was a small oak desk sitting in the corner, one of its legs standing at an odd angle however it refused to fall, dozens of crayons and papers sitting on top. The floor was littered with a surprisingly diverse range of toys from toy soldiers to little ballerinas and... Kira was lying on the floor sprawled on top of a range of limbs?
A groan came from below her and she was quick to stand up and lend a hand
"Fucking fuck fuck" exclaimed Stiles picking himself ungracefully off of the floor with Kira's help, one hand pressed on his head as he attempted to keep his world from spinning "For the sake of my sanity can we not! Why God? Why?" The last part was directed at the ceiling as everyone else shook themselves out of their dazes.
"Calm down Stiles" ordered Lydia now standing up and so well put together already Kira can't help but be a little jealous
"Calm down? Calm down? I'm not calming down I just got transported magically to my old bedroom!" He bellowed gesturing to all the furniture.
"Wait" began Mason "This is your old bedroom? How old were you?" he asked, voice laced slightly with amusement as he scanned the room.
"Like 4 or 5 something like that. We repainted the walls as soon as I turned 6 because Cath-" His word die on his tongue as he attempts to choke out her name but fails, shaking his head and running his hand through his hair "Never mind" he finished as the others turned to him with barely concealed concern
"What's even going on anyway?" Says Stiles, attempting to deflect their concern, but as soon as he says it the door opens and in fly a little boy and a little girl.
The girl looks about 9 with long flaxen blonde hair that shines in the sun and bright whiskey eyes (The same as Stiles, Kira decides secretly). She's wearing a bright yellow rain coat and cherry red wellington boots covered in mud that are messing up the floor, her face the portrait of childhood glee as she laughs wholeheartedly chasing the other boy.
Now the boy is someone they all know and Kira smirks easily as the familiar dark hair and pale skin runs around with his own set of bright red wellington boots, except he's not wearing a coat and is instead sporting equally muddy shirt and pants.
"You were so cute!" Mason of all people shouts at Stiles, eyes drinking up the smaller version and grinning maniacally with delight, Stiles rolls his eyes but everyone can tell he's trying hard not to cry at the sight of the blonde girl who must be Catherine.
"No no Cathy please!" the child squeals running right through Kira. She grabs her stomach and stares completely shocked before spinning around and catching Scott's shrug as if it say 'what can you do'.
"No mercy Stiles! No mercy" And she leaps at him so that they both land on the bed, effectively ruining the clean and tidy sheets as she tickles him until he cries
"No! Ha ha! Please! Ha ha! STOP! Ha ha"and he gasps desperately for air whilst blindly trying to stop Catherine's hands
"What's going on here?"Comes the firm but amused voice of a very pregnant woman in the doorway, almost a female version of Stiles with the same shade of hair and eyes and pale skin dotted with moles (and very heavy bags under her eyes, Kira notes), she's frowning but Kira can tell she's trying hard not to smile "What have you done to Stiles beautiful sheets you little runts?" She jokes, and everyone turns to Stiles because that's the word he uses to describe Liam and Mason and he just shrugs and grins to which everyone smiles back a little (especially Mason and Liam).
"It was CATHERINE!"Shouts Stiles his head tilted up as he points at Catherine happily, glad to have pay back for all the tickling she had done.
"So loyal weren't you?" Malia says sarcastically to which everyone laughs a little.
"Hey I'm like 5!" He argues back
"WHAT!?"Catherine bellows, faking outrage "Oh yeah... well Stiles is the reason the next doorneighbours car is broken! He heard daddy talking on his walkie talkie and tried to follow him with her car!"Stiles screams crazily and jumps on her as they begin to wrestle.
"Why does that not surprise me?" asks Kira grinning fondly along with everyone else
"You should hear the stories people have to tell at the station, there are so many of them. You were really a devil child weren't you Stiles?" Jason says shaking his head in mock disappointment
"Hey! There was always someone with me! Usually Scott, Catherine allot of the time too, Lizzie had a few! Why is all the blame on me?" He enquires, and Kira did not miss how he forgot himself for a second and said Catherine and Lizzie's name easily. Maybe we are healing a little she entertains the thought Ever since Theo and the Dread Doctors we haven't been bickering like this. Maybe that lady was right... maybe it is for the best.
"That's only because you drag everyone along with you, it's always your idea" By the time Scott finished his sentence, the children had stopped fighting and were laughing out of breath on the muddy bed.
"Calm down" coaxed Stiles' mother, Claudia, Kira remembered seeing a picture of her at the Stilinski house "Now... if you really are the reason Mrs Clorence has to take the bus little idiot" And Little Stiles looks down guiltily at that "She doesn't have to know. She's rich and annoying anyway she'll buy a new car by the end of the week. Come on lets go make cookies" And as all three of them (or four if you count the child being conceived in Mrs Stilinski's womb) take off to the kitchen, everyone else just stares blankly at the door and blink slowly, except for Stiles and Scott who grin proudly.
"Now I know where you get it" Liam finally says "I mean, what is that?" He shakes his head, too tired to try and work out why the Stilinski's are all so crazy (or mostly Stiles)
"Parenting Skills at their best! Am I right Scott?" Grins Stiles as he shares a fist bump with his almost-best-friend, before they remember themselves and the awkward tension is back.
Suddenly the sun that sits outside of the window disappears completely, replaced by a thin toenail shaped moon, the dark sky now littered with stars that are scattered around randomly. When the teens look to the bed, it's suddenly all clean and made up, except the sheets are now changed to army print. Kira also notices how Jordan tenses up just a little before composing himself.
In run Little Stiles accompanied by the still very pregnant Claudia "Now, remember your dad has a night shift soyou better get to bed quick so I can say goodnight to Catherine before she sets fire to something." She pauses "Or you do" And at that the pack snicker and chuckle
"Are you going to have a bad dream again mamma?" He asks innocently, and the pack share puzzled looks except for Stiles who actively avoids their gazes. Claudia sighs and strokes his hair lovingly as he settles into bed.
"I don't know baby, but if I do I don't want you to come check on me, okay honey?" Stiles nods silently eyes already drooping, to which Claudia kisses his forehead and leaves after turning the light off. The darkness dims and dims until the pack can barely see through the thick fog of darkness.
Unexpectedly screaming echo's through the house as the fog disappears completely and Stiles shoots up scared. He stays put though not daring to make his way towards the noise or not being allowed to Kira realises, her eyes widening a fraction as the door opens and in runs Catherine who leaps into Stiles bed and hugs him as they lay together.
"Shhh its okay Stiles" She sooths as he hugs her tightly, trying to ignore the deafening screams of their mother. She continues to sooth him as they sit together breathing heavily, trying to resist the urge to go comfort their family next door.
"Cathy?" Little Stiles asks innocently peering up at his sister with tears in his eyes "What's wrong with mom?" Catherine sighs and hugs him tighter as the pack lean in listening attentively, apart from Stiles who's facing away from everything as he covers his ears.
"I dunno" She finally decides "But daddy says after the babies born we'll go to the doctors"
"Why not now?" questions 5 year old Stiles still hanging on tightly even though the screams had stopped, and now Kira realises original Stiles is now facing the same way they are, although not with as much interest.
"Because they'll have to put her in a machine with x-ray vision that will mess with the baby" explains Catherine, the explanation probably makes sense to a 9 year old and a 5 year old, Kira decides.
Before long they hear footsteps along the corridor that fade away as soon as they come probably the mother going downstairs Kira figures.
"Hey umm... Cathy?" Stiles tries to get her attention, which she gives to him immediately "Mamma says we can't make sure she's okay but... we can make sure the babies okay" Everyone grins fondly at little Stiles, amazed at the little loop hole he managed to find. Catherine smiles and nods eagerly to which they make their way downstairs slowly, holding hands the entire time.
I know it's not exactly my usual style, but I was trying not to rush in too much to the deep stuff. This is me trying to establish and create a relationship between Stiles and Catherine... sorry ^^ We're not done with Catherine yet though, so hold on to your red wellington boots and await for the next chapter!