Abandoned But Loved

AUTHOR: DJDarkPixie

SHOW: "Teen Wolf"

TIMELINE: Post Season 1 – Future

RATING: M for mature. Parental discretion is advised. ;)

PREMISE: Sequel to "When Your Soul Cries Out", "Lucky Valentine", "Connecting To The Whole," same Universe, no Lydia or Allison. Derek and Stiles are engaged, Danny & Jackson are mated, Scott is mated with Ted. A baby is left at the pack's doorstep by its dying mother. Jackson knows what it means to be adopted and they take it in. Trouble soon follows when they discover its true identity.

CATEGORIZATION: SLASH; M/M; Stiles/Derek "Sterek", and Danny/Jackson "Dax", Scott/Ted "Tott", humor, angst, romance, supernatural, spirituality, charity, death, dimensional travel.

DISCLAIMER: All references to the show "Teen Wolf" are owned by MTV and only this plot and alternate universe belongs to me, well, I inherited it from my partner in crime, Blooboy70. OC Characters Brian and Jeremy are modeled after real-life people and are my property. Omega696 has free usage rights too. OC Character Jai is an AU version of "Jaiden" from FanFiction dot net author Jaiden Darby's story "A New Life" – a great fic BTW.

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Chapter 3

(Cont'. from Chapter 2: All eyes turned to their alpha, waiting for his reply. "Actually, Danny, yes. I think so. One thing about vampires, they never lie. They can't. They can exaggerate but they are actually physically unable to lie. I don't know anything about other worlds or parallel dimensions but I can tell you I have never seen anything like that tablet he had."

"I know, right?" said Stiles. "Apple has nothing like that… at least not yet."

It was Jackson's turn. "But what about that message? What the hell does it mean?"

Derek wiped his hands across his face. "I don't know Jackson, but I think it means we are going to have company. In two weeks.")

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The pack sat there in silence, not sure at what they just experienced. Of course, Stiles broke the silence.

"Derek, why didn't you tell us there were such things as vampires? What else is out there? Mummies, Frankenstein's Monster, Nessie, oh my gods, is Bigfoot real? He is, isn't he? I bet he is. And I bet he smells… uh…" Stiles stream of thought ended abruptly with a red-eyed glare from Derek.

"Stiles, just be quiet please," Derek growled impatiently. He took a few deeps breaths at seeing Stiles wanting to protest but stifled himself, so Derek relaxed. He sighed. "Look, you heard it yourselves. All of you." He looked around at the faces of the five wolves looking at him with complete attention. He slightly recoiled at how attentive they all seemed. 'Wow,' he thought. 'Never thought that would happen.' Silently in his mind he heard Stiles reply, of course, 'Hey, you just watch it buddy… uh, scratch that. Never mind.' He raised an eyebrow at Stiles, who smiled sheepishly. "Anyway, as I was saying, yes there are a lot of things out in the world that your mommies and your daddies and even Hollywood told you stories about. Yes, some of them are real. From what those stinking vamps told us, it's all pretty much real." He put his hand up to stop any reply. "No, I don't know if it's all real and I'm not sure I believe it, but as I said, they can't lie. So," he continued, shrugging, "I guess it must be." He reached out and took a drink from his glass, the condensation dripping down onto his muscular chest. He swallowed, his Adam's apple bobbing up and down. He felt a hand on his thigh.

"Really Stiles, control yourself. I can smell your boner over here," piped Jackson at seeing Stiles ogle the alpha.

"Hey, I can't help it, I'm only human. Well, so I'm not but I know when something looks hot," Stiles replied smirking.

Derek just shook his head at his mate and grinned. This time, it was Danny who spoke.

"Derek, can you tell us about vampires now that the bat's out of the bag?" the tanned wolf asked.

Stiles grinned at Danny's joke. Scott and Jackson just face palmed themselves. Derek chuckled. "Cute," he said. "Okay, so yes, vampires are real as we have established. Yes, they drink blood, but they don't have to kill their prey. And no, that Twi-crap isn't real. They don't glitter and they don't shatter like stone when you kill them. And no, werewolves weren't the slaves of bloodsucking British overlords who dressed in black and now make millions selling manufactured blood, driving sports cars."

"What about sunlight and garlic and wooden stakes?" interrupted Stiles. "Is any of that true?"

Derek huffed. "If you'll be patient, I will tell you."

Stiles mumbled under his breath, for a moment forgetting everyone at the table would hear him. "Yeah but you take too long sometimes…"

He looked up at everyone's faces when he heard chuckles, realizing, of course they heard him. He looked over at Derek who had an expressionless face that only a trained Derek-watcher would have known was one of his annoyed looks. Before Derek could say a word Stiles remarked, "Okay, yes, I'm sorry, and yes, I'm done. Please continue."

The other four boys were trying to control their laughter as Derek turned his gaze back at them, eyes beginning to glow red. They quickly regained their composure. He cleared his throat and started again, flashing his red eyes at everyone to make sure they stayed silent. "As I was saying, like us, not everything you see on TV, read on the web or books is true, but some of it has basis in fact or at least legend. Sunlight doesn't kill them but their eyesight is better than ours as their retinas capture more light than ours so bright light hurts them. They prefer the dark or shadows, as it's less painful. They do see better in the dark than we do too, as a result of the light gathering ability of their eyes. Garlic I've never seen does anything to them; I've even see one eat it and he didn't start bursting into flames. Holy water is a myth too, but the wooden stake thing is true. Not just because it's a stake through the heart but any wood. Like we are repulsed by Mountain Ash and wolfsbane, they can't heal if injured by wood and the wood is allowed to stay in the wound. When you kill a vampire you must keep them from pulling the wood out so you can cut their head off."

Scott interrupted. "Derek, you've killed vampires before?"

"No, Scott, but my family did, a long time ago, before we signed the accord." He looked at the pack, seeing anticipation on their faces like little kids wanting more bedtime stories. He smiled. "The Hale pack, as you know has been here even before California was, well, California. We weren't the only supernatural creatures here. My great, great, great grandfather Hale, who died in the fire," he paused, choking up for a minute. Stiles put his hand on his knee as a show of support and comfort. "He told us that back in the early 1700s his family used to trade with the natives here. Levy Hale, my great, great, great grandfather was friends with the Chief of the Maidu tribe which we shared lands with. They respected us as they honored wolves of all forms as guides from the Creator and we had a pact with them. When the Gold Rush came many years later it brought with it a group of prospectors that everyone believed came from eastern Europe as they spoke Romanian."

"Holy shit, I knew it! Freaking Transylvania! Dracula was real!" exclaimed Jackson. "Ow!" he said as Danny smacked him on the back of his head. "Sorry…" he said softly his eyes down.

"I don't know if Dracula was real but we know Vlad The Impaler was, so perhaps Bram Stoker's tale was real enough. Certainly vampires are real, so who knows. Anyway, so it turns out these prospectors were vampires and people started turning up dead. Hunters came in search of them and were massacred. More hunters came and ended up staying in the area after also learning that werewolves were here. Hunters as you know hunt more than just us." He took another drink mumbling 'assholes' before swallowing. Everyone chuckled. "Okay, so Levy and the Chief went to investigate the stories to see if they were true. A fight broke out and the Chief was injured but Levy saved him, which is how we ended up with the lands that are now part of the preserve. The vampire that hurt him was ripped to shreds by my grandfather and they saw that it pieced itself back together and ran away. They quickly made an exit back home."

"And then what happened?" asked Scott, sitting on the edge of his chair.

"Yes, and then what?" said Ted, sounding and looking just like Scott.

"Well, to make a long story even longer, the vampires attacked and there were losses on both sides. Despite their differences, their coven and our pack with the backing of the tribe ended up basically in a draw. Levy and Christian, their leader, faced each other and realized they were just going to end up killing each other and then there would be no wolves nor vampires. The Chief basically arbitrated a treaty between them and us and both sides vowed to leave humans, and the Tribe alone, and we stopped killing humans as did they."

"Wait, you said the Hale pack and the Maidu already got along, so what was the problem?" asked Danny.

"We had come to an agreement a long time ago to not kill any member of the Tribe, and they wouldn't kill us, as long as we stayed in our own territories. Not all of the Hale pack liked eating only animals and would attack humans for sport or food, and were dealt with harshly by the Alpha of the pack. The Maidu Chief too would put to death any member of his Tribe found guilty of killing one of us. When the vampires came to the area our pact was strengthened and the Tepes Coven, their word for what we call pack, signed a Treaty or Accord with us. We weren't and still aren't friends, but we honor the Treaty. We don't necessarily stick to the old boundaries as those lines have blurred but with respect to how we treat humans and each other, those agreements are still in place. Only one member of the original coven is still around that I know of, Mihai Tepes. I don't know how old he actually is, but I remember grandfather Levy said he was at least 500 years old."

Ted choked on his drink. "What the hell? So do they live forever? I mean 500 years is like half an eon!"

"Yes, they can live forever. That's one difference they have over us. We age extremely slowly, but they don't age at all as they are technically not alive." Derek stopped with a twinkle in his eye waiting on what he had said to sink in.

"Of course," said Scott. "That's why we didn't hear them. They don't have any heartbeats!"

"Exactly! Good pup." Derek smiled at the boy who was beaming. "Like us, they become a vampire from retroviruses that are carried in their bodies. It's in their blood and other body fluids except saliva. However, unlike us where if the host doesn't die, they turn, in their case, the host only turns if they die while the virus is still active in their system. The human immune system can kill the vampire virus but not the wolf one. Vampire Diaries got that part right at least. So, they don't ever age beyond the age they were when they were turned. People who they feed on aren't infected, they just go to sleep, and the venom in their saliva causes memory loss like anesthesia. If the vampire stops feeding in time, the victim lives, just extremely anemic obviously."

Derek looked around and saw that everyone was still looking at him absorbing what he was sharing. "Do you want me to go on?" he asked. Everyone of course urged him to continue.

"Okay, so, we have had the accord for almost 200 years now, and we get along well enough. They aren't allowed to come onto the preserve as part of the original stipulations but that is the only border we acknowledge any more. Over the decades the Hale pack grew and so did their coven but the hunters as you know took their toll on both our groups almost decimating us and the vampires but as we can reproduce and they cannot, being dead, I thought we would be okay. It turns out they have been recruiting, but so far they all still abide with their rules, most of them do know as it's stupid to kill off your food supply, so their coven, the last time I was at their leader's house with my dad, there was over 200 here in town."

"Wow," exclaimed Stiles. "Just think, freaking vampires right here, all the time and we never knew it. Way to keep a secret, sweetheart," the last word dripping with sarcasm.

Derek just looked at Stiles with exasperation. "Stiles, look. I just didn't think about it okay? It's not like I was purposefully not ever going to tell you guys, I just honestly didn't give it much thought. I guess I just got so used to them and their smell all over town that I don't really think of it any more."

"What do you mean all over town?" Jackson asked excitedly. "Anyone we know? Are we in danger?"

Derek's eyes flashed when he smelled the alertness coming from his pack at the possibility of an issue with this new information. "Settle down, boys. No, we aren't in any danger, at least not that I know of. At least not from the vampires. Christian and my father were friends, for lack of a better term, and there hasn't been a wolf-bat, er, I mean vampire fight since before I was born."

"Wait," said Ted, his eyes narrowing at Derek. "You said 'bat' then corrected yourself. Can they really turn into bats? Is that true?"

Derek just rubbed his eyes. He took a deep breath and sighed. He looked at his pack and realized he had to answer. He sighed again, this time more exasperatedly sounding. "Okay, fine, yes. Some of them are shapeshifters. And before you ask, yes they can turn into bats, or wolves, or whatever else you can think of I guess. Look, I have told you all I know and probably more than I should have."

Stiles had his hands together, his fingers steepled in front of him, with a speculative look on his face. The pack got silent. When Stiles sat like this one of two things was going to happen: 1) he was going to say something extremely stupid, or 2) he was going to say something extremely profound. Never was it in between. This time; however, it was the latter. "It's the wolves, isn't it?" He turned to Derek. "I mean, if a vampire turns a werewolf, that wolf can then turn into a bat or something too. I'm right aren't I? It's something different."

The pack turned to look at Derek waiting for an answer. Derek looked away, and took another bite of his now cold lunch. He chewed slowly, looking at the pack who were waiting for his reply.

"Tell me I'm right aren't I, eh? When the vampire virus is introduced into a wolf, all bets are off, right? I bet that wolf doesn't even have to die, right? The wolf healing interacts and the two retroviruses mutate causing something else. Maybe a wolf that can fly?" He looked convinced he was right. He was staring intently at Derek waiting for confirmation.

Derek swallowed his food and took another drink. He sat the glass down and looked at the boys. He wiped his mouth with the napkin in his lap. He rubbed at his eyes, obviously stalling for time.

Finally he spoke. "Okay, look. This is the last we will speak of this, okay. Yes, when a wolf and a vampire, uh, mix, the outcome isn't one anyone can predict. One of the stipulations of the accord is that our two groups are not allowed to marry or breed. They too have uh, pheromones, that humans and wolves are attracted too. They are even more powerful than ours, probably where the whole stupid 'hypnotize' their prey thing came from. It's hard to resist. It's how they lure you in to drink from you." He unconsciously rubbed his neck. "It's hard to resist. So, in the accord we agreed that, like in the movies, a werewolf vampire hybrid, if discovered wouldn't be allowed to live. They were killed the moment they were discovered."

"But Derek," Scott asked, "If they are so hard to resist, why do they stink? Are you sure about the whole pheromone thing?"

Derek rubbed at his neck again, in the same spot. "Yes, Scott. They only smell like that to wolves, and only when they are not trying to bite you. Trust me. Like how we can smell each other's emotions, when they want to take a drink or are horny, which are often the same thing, the smell is intoxicating. More so for wolves than humans of course, but it's extremely hard to resist."

"Hold it," said Stiles. "Derek, you have said it was 'hard to resist' three times, and you keep rubbing your neck. Is there something you aren't telling us?"

The scent of embarrassment enveloped the table. It was something they weren't accustomed to smelling. It was coming from their Alpha. "Derek," Stiles continued. "Please answer the question. We can smell that you aren't telling us something."

Derek didn't look at Stiles, his face growing hotter. His embarrassment momentarily tinged with arousal, then loss, then shame, then back to embarrassment, then as he spoke, regret. The pack was not sure what to think as the scents took them on a roller coaster of emotions. Stiles turned in his chair, and put his hand on Derek's shoulder.

"Der," look at me. Derek turned his eyes to Stiles. The chocolate pools of acceptance and love gazed back into his emerald ones. He smelled the love coming from his mate and compassion. "Derek. It's okay, you can tell me, us. It's safe here. But we need to know, if the warning we were given means anything and this can help it, please tell us."

Derek's eyes pooled with tears. He looked around and felt the love coming from his pack, his brothers. He took Stiles' hand that was on his shoulder into his hands. He cleared his throat and spoke, a single tear falling down his cheek making a long trail down his face and down onto his neck.

"When I was in high school I met this boy named Jaiden. I didn't know it at the time but Jai was a vampire. He knew immediately I was a wolf as his family knew the Hales but I had never met him as he just moved here. Anyway, the first day he came into the locker room to change for swim practice, having joined the team, I smelled him. I thought it was just a bad smell in the locker room. I turned in his direction to see if he smelled it to when my wolf told me to watch out, he was a vampire. My eyes flashed, and he smiled. I knew instantly my wolf was right. He walked over and I fought to keep in control. As he approached I noticed his smell changed to…" Derek stopped, another tear falling.

"This is the same Jai you told me about, wasn't it?" Stiles asked. "The first boy you kissed, before you and that demonspawn hunter girl dated."

Derek sniffed at that. "Actually yes, he's the reason I started dating her. I was afraid of what I felt and what happened and I didn't want to admit to myself I liked guys. Which was stupid, looking back. Wolves don't have the hangups humans do with the gender of who you are attracted to or love as we know it's genetic, but all those years living with humans, those prejudices I guess took root."

Danny spoke softly. "Derek, you don't have to tell us what happened but we are here for you and will gladly listen. We love you and won't judge you."

Another tear fell from Derek's long lashes and he smiled. He continued recounting his story. "So, he walked over to me and I noticed it was him that smelled like, well, death, but as he got closer his smell changed to something very incredible. He reached out his hand and introduced himself…"

"Hi, I'm Jaiden. But you can call me Jai. I'm new here to Beacon Hills. My family just moved here last week."

The black haired boy just stood there, gobsmacked. The scent coming from the boy in front of him was intoxicating. It was like liquid candy and liquid lust and sex and joy and every happy memory he ever had all bottled up and it was coming from the owner of the green eyes looking to his own green orbs. He reached out and took Jai's hand and looked at it when he realized how cold it was. His eyes flashed blue and he pulled back quickly, his wolf yelling for him to get back. He started to yell, then remembered where he was, and quickly got quiet, but was able to stutter out, "You, you're, you're a…" he looked around as his voice got even quieter. "You're a vampire."

The good-looking boy looking at him laughed. He too looked around conspiratorially, and spoke. "Yes, and you're a werewolf. Nice to meet you."

Derek just stared open mouthed. Despite the warning his wolf was giving him, he sensed that perhaps the boy wasn't going to harm him. After all, he did smell incredible. 'Tricks, lies,' said his wolf. 'He wants to kill us and drink our blood. It's how they feed! Don't give into and for Fenris' sake, cover yourself!' Derek immediately looked down and saw that his speedo was sticking out, his big erection trying to tear the fabric wanting release.

He flushed with embarrassment and quickly grabbed the towel to cover himself. Not fast enough though, as he saw the raised eyebrow of the boy standing in front of him. Obviously he saw it. He tried to look away, but couldn't. Suddenly one of the green eyes winked at him.

"It's okay, wolf. It's my fault. I kind of have that effect on people, just usually it's not to someone so hot."

His voice barely a whisper, "It's Derek, and you think I'm hot?"

Jaiden laughed a full belly laugh drawing looks from the one remaining students in the locker room. His voice got softer as he explained. "No silly. I meant how hot your skin is. You know, being a wolf and all."

Derek blushed again. "Oh, sorry. Of course, I thought... Forget I said that. I thought you meant... Ignore it. And the name's Derek."

"Nice to meet you Derek. I better get back or the coach will throw me in the deep end. Nice to meet you. See you around sometime." He walked back over to his locker and put his shirt away and shut the door.

Derek had turned back to his locker too, and suddenly his ears picked up a whisper coming from the other side of the locker room. He looked up to see Jai staring at him as he walked backwards towards the exit. "Yes, very nice to meet you Derek. And yes, I meant hot like that too. Woof!"

Derek blushed even redder at saw Jai smiling at him, knowing that Derek had heard him.

"Don't stop there dammit," yelled Jackson. "It's just getting good!"

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:) Yes, this is a filler chapter so hate me if you want to, but I have to explain about vampires and their characteristics in this U, and Derek's past with them. Don't worry, the main plot bunny is almost here ready to spring. Please tell me what you think. Reviews/comments, please.