Chapter 5

Stiles POV

When he saw the both of them, relief flooded his body, when Derek had went to off to chase the evil grandma thingy, he promised himself that he would wait five minutes, before running off into the woods to find them. At first he was really surprised that Derek even went, he thought he would've brought him kicking and screaming to the Hale House before he even listened to him, but Derek did, and he was really glad that he went to save Damien.

He ran to them both hugging them tightly, making them promise not the scare him like that again.

When he looked, at Damien he realized that he was a little bruised, a few scratches here and there, but relatively okay, he kind wish that Damien had super-healing, he didn't want him hurt and that they didn't hurt him to bad, but it looked like it could've.

"So what was that thing?" Stiles asked.

Damien sighed, "It was a crone and a very powerful one at that".

Stiles nodded his head, and looked at Derek who looked confused, "please explain, for all of us who don't know what a crone is".

"OK, but we need to get out of here, I don't want it coming back", Damien started walking in the direction where they parked the cars, Stiles and Derek followed.

Damien continued to talk, "A crone is a witch, but its a witch that has gone bad, like very dark magic bad, normal witches can become crones but it's extremely hard to do, the witch starts out with little black magic, some spells, here some there, but then they get to the big dark spells, like cursing a whole family, killing spells, and when they can't get enough they crave more and eat their familiars".

Stiles jaw dropped and he became disgusted, "Wait, you mean like harry potter familiars, like Harry's owl, Hedwig, type familiars?"

Damien nodded his head, "dude that's gross", Stiles glanced at Derek, he had somewhat scowled at what he was hearing.

Damien agreed, "Year, it's a taboo to hurt their familiars, so its really a dark act, like a pledge to give yourself over to black magic forever, and if they survive that because their bodies become consumed with black magic, some bodies can't handle it and they die, but if do make it they undergo a ritual in which they cut out their hearts".

Stiles waved his arms wildly, "can this not become even grosser, I mean eating the owl was bad but really, the cutting out of hearts", he put his hand over his chest as to protect his own.

Damien laughed, "It's bad but then store it into a box, and kinda become that thing we just fought, no matter what they looked like before, and immortal, they only way we can kill is if we can find the box and destroy the heart".

"So what was that stuff you threw at it, looked like it really hurt her?" Stiles asked

"Oh that was just a concoction of herbs harmful to dark magic users," Damien answered.

They reached the cars, Damien turned to Derek, "look, I know we kinda of got off on the wrong foot, but I can't really take this thing on by myself, I propose we work together, we made a pretty good team back there, and that was without the rest of your pack".

Derek looked at Damien for a moment, and the suspense was killing Stiles, why won't Derek want his help, he was about to say something when Derek spoke up, "Ok".

Stiles did a double take, "Ok, as in Damien and you will work together in taking out the crone, and we do late nightly research and nightly excursion into the woods to find this heart box?"

Derek sighed and nodded. Stiles looked at Damien and he had a grin on his face, they both jumped up and hugged each other.

"This is going to be even more awesome and amazing, then the first day you came over my house" Stiles said.

Damien kept smiling, "yeah it is, if none of us getting hurt while look for box"

"Dude it gonna be fine"

Derek rolled I his eyes and walked off, "Stiles, let's go"

Stiles look at Derek, "I'll be right there sourwolf", he turned to Damien, "ok I'll see you at school tomorrow and we can work out all the details", Stiles hugged him again tightly and ran to Derek's car, hopped in.

They drove off, and Damien stood there looked at the woods one more time before he got into his truck and drove home.

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Stiles woke up and got ready for school, he was exicted for today, it would be a whole day of them planning, and researching.

He went downstairs to find his Dad at the table, this time awake, and drinking coffee, he glanced at Stiles, it was a 'Is there something you wanna run by me' glance, and Stiles stopped and cringed.

"Good morning, I was just getting some breakfast on my way to school", he was about to walk to the fridge.

"Stiles, sit", his father father commanded, Stiles sighed and plumped himself into his chair.

"Look, I heard some things around town that Damien was back"

Stiles was shocked he thought it was gonna be something else, "yeah, yeah he is back, I talked to him yesterday, he's great, still kinda of the same from when we were younger".

Sheriff Stilinski looked at him and nodded, "right, I'm gonna be home tonight so ask him to come over for dinner"

Stiles was baffled, he knew his dad cared about Damien was younger, but this would be like an interrogation, to see if he was really ok, "Dad, are you sure, I mean you the case and you've been really tired lately".

"Stiles, Im sure invited him, hell, make sure he comes, I wanna see him".

That made Stiles sure that his Dad cared, "Ok, I will, hey who will be cooking this dinner?"

The Sheriff smiled, "you are", and left.

Stiles sighed and made his breakfast, ate, and drove to school.

When he got there Lydia and Jackson were already, at the door, he really didn't want to answer any more questions, but he didn't want to draw the wrath of Lydia back on him.

He remembered when he was forced to tell them everything about Damien.

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"Stiles answers now" Lydia said.

"I don't know, I mean, he just got back",Stiles answered her.

Lydia narrowed her eyes and walked up to him, "How about you start with how you know him?"

Stiles let a breath, and threw his hands up, "OK, well, when we were younger we were friends, like the best of friends, then his dad was kidnapped, murder and his mom and he left, that was twelve years ago".

Stiles finished in a sad voice, Jackson and Scott seemed to catch on, while Lydia's beautiful mind was whirling around.

"Well it's good he's here now, right "Scott added in a happy tone.

Jackson rolled his eyes, "yeah, so you can take that, 'somebody stole my balls and won't give them back' look off your face before I barf".

Stiles smiled if even Jackson, was trying to cheer him up in his assholes kind of way, he must really looked down.

Lydia approached Stiles, "Ok, so Stiles, your friend is part of something called the Order and now we know that , Morrell is part of that same of Organization, I knew something was off about her, as soon as Allison told me she mistranslated the word for 'master', now Stiles I don't trust her and she and him are in the same organization"
Stiles was about to protest, he knew he hadn't seen Damien in a long time but, he would be evil and creepy like , "Lydia-"

She held up a hand, "I know what your about to say, I won't say anything but because I trust you and we need to know more about this Order, so talk to him"

Stiles was awe-struck , she trusted him enough to not get involved in till he talked to Damien, Lydia Martin was still a surprise to him even after his time consuming crush, made him learn everything about her.

Stiles smiled, "OK thanks", as soon as he opened the door Lydia spoke again.

"and Stiles, I want to meet him", he cringed and left to look for Damien.

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"Stiles, Good morning" Lydia said.

"Good morning Lydia" Stiles replied back.

Jackson snorted and rolled his eyes, Stiles had to drop kick him in the face and watch the stupid reaction he would have, before he became all furry and tried to kill him, he drawn out of his hate-induced thoughts by Lydia.

"So…." Lyida wanted answers and pulled him along while she walked to her locker, Jackson followed like the puppy he is.

Stiles sighed and let the events of the previous night flow out of his mouth, "So he came over, we sort of talked but not about that, then Derek came through my window, like the creeper he is,and Damien went to check it out, without telling me might I add, he said he had to go to the bathroom, and I fell for it".

"Stiles, get on with it", Jackson growled.

"Well, after they had a little misunderstanding, I explained how I became involved with werewolves and Damien explained a lot, he said the Order was like a secret organization, that had agents all over the place, and may or may not be evil, he said it depended on the person in charge and that person happens to be his mother though he doesn't know what she's up to though and we went to the woods to check out the scene of the crime", he paused to take a breath, Jackson and Lydia looked at him as if he should hurry up and tell them what happened, "and we were attacked by this old, dark grandma dementor, which turns out to be a crone, which is like a witch that has been consumed by dark magic, and Derek and Damien decided to work together to take it out".

Lyida narrowed her eyes, "Ok, now we know what it is, does he know how to kill it?"

"yeah, he said that before witches turn into crones, they cut out there hearts and put them in a box, though I'm kinda thinking a chest like who would want to put their heart into a box, anyway we gotta find the box and destroy the heart", Stile explained and looked at Jackson, who was looking behind him with a look on his face that showed confusion.

Stiles turned around and saw why he was confused and adopted the same expression Jackson had.

It seemed that Scott and Erica were having an argument and Isaac like was in the middle trying to break it up, both of them looked close to shift,

Stiles threw his hands as if in defeat, "Jackson, let's go break this up before the whole school know about werewolves", he walked towards them and he was surprised that Jackson actually followed him.

"You don't get to boss him around, you're not his Alpha and you're not pack", Erica said

Scott replied, "I wasn't bossing him around I was asking a question, then you came over acting all highstrung"

"Erica, he wasn't bossing me around and Scott, don't provoke her", Isaac said

"Hey guys, can we break this fight up before you get all furry and a hunter swat team appears", Stiles said standing between Erica and Scott.

Jackson went up to Scott and whispered in his ear, Scott looked like he wanted to protest, but then he had a defeated look on his face.

"okay fine, Isaac I'll see you later", Scott then walked off with Jackson behind him, Stiles did notice that Jackson and Scott kinda bonded after the whole Kanima thing, Jackson appreciated that Scott wanted to save him even though he was an asshole, and they seemed to be on the 'not part of Derek's pack' team.

He turned to Erica, "what was that back there, you know you're being watched", Erica actually looked ashamed for a moment.

"Sorry, we weren't really gonna fight though", Erica looked at him and turned his face towards Isaac who looked like a kicked puppy.

Damn that look, "fine just get into class, and don't get into trouble".

Erica smirked, "we all have the same class Stiles," she put arm over his shoulder and they started to walk to class, Isaac following close behind, "so tell me about this hot guy, that we're going to be working with and seems to unnerve Derek", she saw the shock on Stiles face, "yeah he told us, how he doesn't have a scent, and works for the same organization as Deaton".

"Well, he's my friend and a pretty cool guy, ok he's like an secret cool supernatural agent". Stiles said and blushed.

Erica and Isaac looked at his face, "he's blushing that's not good, no wonder Derek was having a mini-fit last night, training was hell on asses", Isaac nodded in agreement.

"I met him, he's….nice not mean at all actually, I like him", Isaac said.

"Isaac, way to betray your Alpha, what about Derek?", Erica replied

"I said I like the guy, not that I wanted him to be-", they both stopped their argument and looked at Stiles, "maybe we should talk about this later".

"yeah I agree" Erica said and they both walked into class and sat down, leaving Stiles standing there in confusion about what they were talking about, Stiles just shook his head walked into class and sat down.

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Stiles saw Damien before lunch, caught his arm and dragged him into a classroom, Damien stood there with a shocked expression, "Stiles, not I that don't like you dragging me into empty classrooms, but what is this about?"

Stiles shook his head and started pacing, "look, you're going to meet my friends today, and the one you have to watch out for is Lydia, she is like hell on heels and she is so going to Spanish Inquisition you at lunch today, she is going to ask you a whole bunch of questions, answer them as best you can and try not to piss here off".

Stiles turned and look at Damien, he was sitting on a desk and looking at Stiles expectantly to keep going ahead.

"Ok second person is Jackson, He is like the assholes of all assholes, but that's just like a major cover for the big softy that he is, He will probably be a jackass to you, call you names, insult you, don't worry over time him still act the same but sometimes he'll be a real friend, but he'll still be an asshole" Stiles looked at Damien again, he was nodding his head.

"Okay third is Scott, I have a feeling that he is going to be sitting at the hume table because of recent events. Scott is a bit thick, it takes him a while to get things and he will probably be a little rude-"

"He'll think that I'm replacing him, because I have no intention of doing that Stiles, I won't take you away from Scott or any of your friends, I'm thankful to him and them for being there when I wasn't", Damien said as he got up and put his hands on Stiles shoulders to stop him from pacing.

Damien's hands on Stiles made him relax, "Ok, oh and theres Danny he's like super cool, and a tech genius, and a really, really good guy".

Damien opened the door and held out a hand, "Ok, since you have caught me up on everything, you wanna go, I pretty sure their waiting, since I was being stared at all day by them".

Stiles took his hand and the walked into the cafeteria, it seemed when they walked in every single eye just zero in on them, Lydia's eyes were full of fire, he didn't know if she was pissed or ready to question Damien, Scott's mouth just hung open and he had a stupid look on his face, Danny wasn't at the table, and Jackson looked….indifferent, he didn't know why but all of their eyes just seemed to zero in on one spot.

He looked down and realized that he was still holding Damien's hand, he quickly removed his hand and sat down at the table, he didn't miss the hurt look on Damien's face.

Damien sat next to him and smiled, it was the 'im hurt but thats fine' smile he had when Stiles asked him about his parents.

Stiles promised himself he would apologize later.

Scott looked at him weirdly, 'later' Stiles mouthed too him.

"So, Damien, how old are you?" Lydia asked.

Stiles didn't know why Lydia was asking these questions though see didn't say what questions she would be asking, but he didn't expect this to be the first question.

"17"

"Where did you go to school before coming here?"

"I was homeschooled".

"How do you know about werewolves?"

"I was trained by the Order, they deal with the supernatural world which includes werewolves, though I'm sure Stiles, already told you that", Damien answered.

Lydia smirked, "why did you come back?"

Damien paused before he answered, he took a deep breath, "I was ordered to by the Head of Operations in the Northern Hemisphere, to be supervised by Morrell", and Stiles lowered his head he didn't know why he was hurt.

"But I was coming back anyway", Damien whispered, and Stiles picked his head up and looked at him, they were staring at each other and Stiles couldn't help but smile, Damien smiled back, they heard a cough and looked towards Lydia, she had one perfect eyebrow lifted.

"Why do you disobey the indirect clause of the Order?"

"I care too much to stand by when I can do something to help" Damien said.

"Ok" Lydia said and started eating her lunch.

Stiles was confused, "just ok?"

Lydia rolled her eyes and looked up, "He has just been vetted, I thought you would be happy about it?"

Stiles readily replied, "I am happy, very happy with the result of your questionnaire".

Damien laughed, "Wow, you are one smart witch, you probably figured out a lot about me from just those questions"

Everyone at the table stopped and looked at him, Lydia had dropped her pizza on her tray, mouth open, Scott wore the same expression from before and every Jackson mouth was left open and he turned his head to look at Lydia, and Stiles wore the same expression as Scott.

"What I figured everyone at the table knew", Damien said with a look of confusion.

"Witch?" everyone at the table said at the same time.

"yeah, I'm mean that's what I'm sensing though it's a little dull, it might be because of the werewolf bond you have, it seems like it was forced and had some effect on your mind, it might be messing with powers" Damien said coolly.

"Wait but she hasn't shown any powers", Jackson said.

"Yeah nothings been floating randomly or exploding, or weird things happening around us or school for that matter and what do you mean by sense?", Stiles said.

Scott agreed, "Yeah, he's right, Lydia hasn't be using witch powers"

Lydia finally spoke in the form of a question, "Are witches immune to werewolf venom?"

"Umm…generally yeah, some witches are immune to a lot of poisons and toxins, they kind of have to be given all the spells that generally involve them and I forgot to tell you Stiles sorry, the whole sensing thing runs in the family", Damien answered.

Lydia froze for a second, then she just came back, a fire in her eyes and determination set in her face, "How do we get rid of the bond so that I can activate my powers?"

"Well, I can't draw out the bond it, requires magic and there's only two people in this town who can do that, one is Morrell, who you shouldn't go to and the other", he left it at that.

Lydia became thoughtful and looked in Damien's eyes, "Deaton"

Damien nodded, "yep"

Stiles looked at Lydia, they had still been trying to find out what she was, there was nothing in the Bestiary, and the books Derek gave them, so missing that she was a witch was kind of reasonable.

He looked at Jackson and he was still staring at Lydia.

"I can talk to Deaton for you Lydia, Im sure he'll help you", Scott said.

Lydia smiled at him, "Thank you"

"I'll go too, theres something I need to talk to him about", Damien said as if making conversation.

Stiles, knew Damien didn't really like Deaton so why talk to him, he decided something then, "I'll go too, me and Lydia, have been wondering what she was for a long time", and he was going for Damien.

Jackson grabbed Lydia's hand, "I go too".

"I guess we're all going then", Stiles said, and they all went back to eating their lunch, thoughts filling their heads.

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Stiles told Damien about the dinner earlier, he told him he should be there around seven, hugged him and he went home to get dinner ready.

He was a good cook, he always sat in the kitchen and watched his mom cook, he missed her.

He always cooked for the pack, when he was over there, the pack minus Derek, would always crowd in the kitchen, talking to him while he cooked, when he was finished cooking the would sit down and eat, Derek would come in occasionally and eat with, cracking a smile sometimes, he would have to go visit the pack again.

His Dad came home just when he was pulling the meatloaf out of the oven, he said hi and went upstairs to get ready for dinner.

A little later, his Dad came down stairs, nice blue button-up and khaki pants, he looked at Stiles, who looked down at what he was wearing, he a plaid dark blue and white shirt over a batman one, with the normal jeans he wore, "What, this is the nice stuff, it's weird if I be all formal"

His Dad shook his head, went and got a glass of water and sat down "when is he getting here?"

"Soon listen, Dad, his family is kind of a sore subject-",

"Stiles, I know, I just wanna see how the kid is doing, he was practically living here when he was younger, me and your", he took a deep breath as if it was hard to say, "mom, cared about him too."

Stiles knew that's his parents cared, his mom always got this sad look on her face when he asked about Damien.

"I know Dad, I just, he acts like he's alright he's been hurt bad emotionally, I think I'm I can help him, I really do", Stiles said quietly.

His Dad sighed "Ok, I won't ask him".

The doorbell rung and Stiles answered, Damien stood and he looked perfect, he has a black button up shirt that had a few top bottons open, some black slacks, with a red belt.

Damien smiled at him, Stiles looked down at himself, "I feel a little underdressed".

"Now you look just fine" Damien said in a hot tone, he looked him up and down until his gaze met his eyes, it sent a shiver down his spine.

"Stiles, let him in", His Dad yelled from the hallway.

Stiles shook off the feeling and let him in, he closed the door and took a deep breath, when he turned around his Dad hugging with Damien.

"Hi, it's good to see you", Damien said in a small voice.

His Dad stepped away from him, and patted him on the shoulder and smiled, "Stiles, let's go eat dinner"

They all walked into the kitchen and sat down at the table and ate dinner, they talked about school and Damien talked about the places he traveled to.

Damien took the last bite of the meatloaf, "Ummm, it delicious, Stiles" and looked at him,

"Thanks, it's not as great as my mom's but I cook it pretty good", Stiles said quietly.

"It's as good hers, Stiles", His Dad said quietly.

There was a moment of silence, "I'm sorry,sir, I had heard when I was….gone, that she had died, she was a very beautiful woman, I never got to thank her for welcoming me to into her home" Damien said.

They looked at him with watery sad eyes, "yeah, we all miss her", said.

"Thank you for letting me come into your home, you will never know how much it meant to me" Damien's head was down and he was crying.

got up put his hand on Damien's shoulder, "I'm glad your back"

"Me too" Damien looked at him and smiled tears running down his face, smiled back, he went to Stiles, kissed his head, thanked him for dinner and went upstairs.

Stiles looked at Damien, Damien got up and hugged Stiles, tear streaming down both their faces.

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I worked all day on this chapter, next the group visits Deaton, and Damien meets up with the whole pack

thanks to everyone for reading and following and Review,Review, I'll take any feedback