Alright guys, I know there hasn't been much Derek yet but there will be soon I promise. He was absent for a whole episode after the attack with Ennis so it's the same idea. He's off licking his wounds and healing up just like in the show. He's just not with Jennifer because I don't like her or them together, which you will see in a few chapters or so. She'll try but he's just not that into her lol. Hope you like where I'm going with this so far! OH, I know Jackson may seem OOC but since he wasn't in 3A anyway I jumped on the chance to write him as I want but don't worry cocky sassy Jackson will make an appearance soon!

Part A-Chapter 3

Stiles impatiently taps his foot against the tiled floor of the airport while he waits for Jackson's flight to land. He's still got about half an hour until then but he had to come early or risk Scott following him here.

At school earlier Scott asked if Stiles would go to Derek's loft and see if he's back yet. They found out he's alive and healed a few days ago but he still hasn't made any contact with anyone. Apparently Scott is getting impatient but he refuses to be the one to actually approach Derek. It must be his 'true Alpha' side that's making him suddenly prideful. It took everything in himself not to roll his eyes at Scott.

Instead he made an excuse about meeting his dad for dinner and then walked away before Scott could ask any more questions. He knows Scott is going to find out about Jackson soon but if Stiles would have told him right then and there Scott would have gotten pissed and tried to stop Jackson from coming back. Jackson may not be the Kanima anymore but Scott is a prideful asshole who holds a grudge like nobody's business.

His phone buzzes in his hands.

From Dad: Has he arrived yet?

From Stiles: No, not yet. He's not due for another twenty minutes or so.

From Dad: When he gets in I want you two to head to the station. I'm having dinner delivered and we can sit in the office and talk about some things.

From Stiles: Okay

From Dad: Have you told Scott yet?

From Stiles: No, Jackson starts school with me tomorrow so he'll find out then. I just don't want any drama while Jackson settles in. don't say anything if you see or hear from him.

From Dad: I won't son. I'll see you in a bit. Love you.

From Stiles: Thanks dad. Love you too.

Stiles smiles at his phone. Even though he misses his mom something fierce he knows he got lucky having a dad like his. Most dads would have shipped their kids off to boarding or military schools by now. But his dad believes in him and knows that no matter what is happening around them that Stiles always does the right thing and will come to him when it's time.

Stiles has been thinking about it more often. Telling his dad about everything could change a lot of things for them. They would have someone on the force on their side and it would also make if dad look good because he would know what was going on more often and be able to either catch the bad guys better or hide the supernatural parts better and make the cases as clean as possible.

His dad deserves to know what's going on, especially now that there will be a werewolf living under his roof for the next couple of months. Stiles nods his head to himself and makes the decision to tell his dad tonight everything over dinner with Jackson. He can even get his dad in on the plan and have backup in case they can't get close enough to actually kill Deucalion or Kali, which he's hoping won't happen. Stiles can't even begin to think about what those two would do if they were arrested.

Jackson can be the proof Stiles needs to make his dad believe. He doesn't think his dad is going to freak out or anything drastic but finding out that werewolves exist is going to be hard to handle no matter who it is.

"Flight 1017 from London Paris has now arrived. Thank you and have a wonderful night."

Stiles lifts his head from staring at his hands and slowly stands. He rubs his sweaty palms against the legs of his jeans and then rolls his eyes at himself because he's acting like a lover about to see their love for the first time in a long time. He and Jackson are good friends now but he sure as hell doesn't love the guy in that way.

He's more nervous about the fact that he and Jackson may be good friends now but they haven't been face to face in months. They've been talking on the phone sure but never in person. He knows Jackson isn't going to suddenly hate him again as soon as he sees his face but he can't help but be nervous because of their history.

He watches as Jackson comes through the crowd, watches as Jackson scans the room looking for him and then watches as a smile breaks out onto Jackson's face the second he sees Stiles. Stiles is immediately relieved and smiles back as widely as he can. Jackson walks right up to Stiles and pulls him into the biggest bear hug in the history of bear hugs. Jackson's hug can almost rival the ones his dad gives him every Christmas and every year on his mother's birthday.

Stiles chuckles. "Good to see you man." He breathes.

Jackson nods and buried his face in his Stiles neck. "Feels good to be home. You already feel like pack, like family. It sucked being in London and feeling the distance between me and everyone. Almost made me hate being a wolf, couldn't stand being so far away. Got worse after we became friends because all my wolf and I wanted to do was scent you as family and protect you." he babbles.

Stiles smiles and hugs Jackson back even tighter. "Glad to hear you and your wolf consider me family dude, I feel the same way. Come on, my dad wants to have dinner with us and I've decided to use to as my Ginny pig when I tell him that werewolves exist."

Jackson snorts and pulls back with a shake of his head. "He better not kick my ass out, I refuse to go back to London now that I'm officially home. I'll just have to sneak into your room every night and take over your bed while you sleep on the floor."

Stiles laughs and reaches down to grab the suitcase Jackson dropped when he pulled Stiles into the hug. "I don't think my dad would kick you out, even if he freaks about the werewolf thing you're still a teenage kid with nowhere to live. He won't put you on the street."

"Good. And thanks Stiles."

"No problem man, we're family now. It's what family does." To be polite Stiles doesn't tease Jackson for the little blissed out happy smile that appears on his face at Stiles' words.

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Stiles fidgets in his seat as he watches his dad finish up the last of his dinner. He wanted to wait until after his dad ate but before he laid down whatever ground rules he has just in case he changes them after Stiles reveals everything. He's still going through with it but he's getting more nervous with every tick of the clock on the wall. He knows Jackson can smell it because the teen keeps shooting Stiles worried glances that are catching his dad's attention.

Finally his dad sighs and sets his container of broccoli and pork on his desk and sits back in his seat. "What is it Stiles? You're practically vibrating in your seat which means you have to tell me something pretty big. Spit it out already." He demands.

Stiles winces but he hadn't thought he was being that obvious. He sets his food down as well and braces himself against the seat. "Yes dad, there are some I need you tell you tonight. I know you know that I've been hiding some stuff from you for the past few months and that it has put a strain around the house." His dad gives him a 'no shit Sherlock' look but there's an underlining of love and fondness so Stiles knows his dad understands to a certain degree about keeping secrets. "A few things have happened the last few days and I think it's time you let you in on the secrets. You might freak out but please keep an open mind." Stiles pleads.

The Sheriff arches his brow at the open mind part but nods his head and makes a gesture for Stiles to go on.

Stiles takes a deep breath and shoots Jackson a grateful smile when he lays his hand gently on Stiles' arm. "I know that there have been some weird things happening in town for a while and that every single death we've had hasn't been able to be explained and are still open cases. There is a reason for that."

"What is the reason? Stiles if you know something you need to tell me." The Sheriff demands.

Stiles holds his hands up in a surrendering gesture. "Dad relax, I'm about to tell you everything right now. This is where the open minded part comes in to play. I need you to promise me that you're going to sit there and listen to everything I have to say, even if it starts to get weird or unbelievable."

The Sheriff looks from Stiles to Jackson and then back again. He takes in the boys' serious faces and realizes that he may not entirely like what he's about to hear. He takes a deep breath of his own, closes his eyes for a moment and sends a silent pray up to his deceased wife asking for the strength to get through the next couple of hours. He opens his eyes again and meets Stiles' head on. "Alright son, I promise to sit here silently and listen to everything you two have to say."

Stiles nods and The Sheriff notes the flash of relief that crosses through Stiles' expression. Stiles then proceeds to tell his dad everything that has happened in the last few months starting with the night Scott got bit. He tells him about the bite and about the body and about Derek really being innocent. He told him about the Alpha being Peter Hale and then Derek killing him. He told him about the Kanima and Matt and Gerard and then Peter coming back to life. And then he ended everything by telling his dad about the Alpha Pack and the Darach. When he has gotten through everything, even going back to repeat a few things just in case, Stiles sits back in his seat and waits for the Sheriff to snap or get angry.

The Sheriff ends up doing something nether of them expected. He sighs and curses under his breath. "I was hoping you would never have to find out about the Supernatural world." He says.

Stiles splutters and Jackson makes a sound of confusion. "What is that supposed to mean? Have you known about everything this whole time?" Stiles cries.

The Sheriff shakes his head. "No, I've known about the Supernatural world for a long time. Since the day your mother passed away actually, but I didn't know about what's been going on in town the last few months. I had a feeling it had to do with the Supernatural but I never actually saw any outward signs so I didn't go looking. I'm starting to wish I did though."

Stiles swallows. "What do you mean you found out about the Supernatural world the day mom died?" he asks in a small voice.

The Sheriff gives Stiles a sad look and then looks down at his hands. "The day your mother passed away there was a pretty bad accident out on highway 12. A woman was pinned to a tree by a car. The moment I saw her I knew the car had pretty much cut her body in half. She told me she was out running in the woods when she heard tires screeching. She said she jogged to the road to see if anyone was hurt when the car hit her head on and drove her straight into the tree. Even though I knew she wasn't going to make it once they removed the car I stayed with her and held her hand while we waited for help. After a little while she became very groggy and loopy. She started telling me things about her and her family. Weird stuff. Stuff like how she loves to shift and feel like a real wolf when she runs, stuff about her family getting together once a month and running and howling together. I didn't understand it at the time, I thought she was just making stuff up because she was scared and didn't want to think about the fact that she was dying. I could tell she was fading fast because she starting breathing shallowly and the talking got less and less as time went by. Right before she finally passed away she told me that I didn't have to stay with her anymore, that I should really leave and get to the hospital to be with Stiles and Claudia. I was so startled that I checked my phone to see if there were any messages but there wasn't. I do remember the time reading 4:17pm. When help arrived I booked it to the hospital. They told me Claudia had passed away. When I asked what time she passed the hospital told me it was 4:17. That was day I started looking at things differently and doing research on the woman that died. I learned about the Supernatural that night but I never actually encountered it myself I just knew it was out there."

Stiles is stunned. His dad has never shared this with him, nor has he written it down for Stiles to find. He honestly never would have guessed that his dad already knew about the Supernatural. Every time something bad happens or something goes wrong Stiles' first thought is that it is Supernatural based. But apparently not his father. He's content to know about the Supernatural and had never needed to seek it out before. That is definitely where he and his father differ. He sticks his nose all up in the Supernatural business while his father just sits back and keeps and open eye on it.

"How come you've never told me any of this before?" Stiles asks.

The Sheriff snorts. "Because you're still a kid Stiles. You may be a teenager but you are still my kid. There was no way in hell I was going to randomly and willingly sit you down and tell you about the things that go bump in the night. I wanted to protect you from that stuff." The Sheriff leans forward and places his elbows on his desk. He runs his hands through his hair and sighs. "Obviously you came clean about everything for a reason. You need my help. What can I do?"

"Well, I talked to Ethan last night. He's on our side and we can get his brother to join him with a little pushing but Kali and Deucalion aren't going to be able to be saved. I don't think trapping them and trying to arrest them is going to work because Kali is too wild and Deucalion is too powerful. I can already tell it is going to come down to their deaths, as much as I don't like that I also don't like my friends and family being targets either. We need to wait for them to make a trap for us and then trap them inside with us." Stiles explains.

"How do we know they will trap us?" Jackson asks before the Sheriff can.

"Because it's what they've been doing this whole time. They keep waiting for the right moment and then trapping Derek just to taunt him. I can tell they're building up to a bigger trap. They're going to go after the whole pack next. Try and get us in the same place and then try and take us out. If Ethan and I can get Aiden on our side then we'll have two people on the inside and we can set our trap up while they set theirs up."

"What about this Darach person? Do you have any idea who they could be?" The Sheriff asks

Stiles sighs and shakes his head. "Sadly no. I've been doing research and trying to narrow it down but nothing is standing out. I do know that the sacrifices have meanings and that if the Darach completes all the sacrifices they will have ultimate power but I just can't figure out who the actual Darach is. I'm hoping that once we get rid of the Alpha Pack the Darach will make more of an appearance because the Alpha Pack will be out of the way. We need to just deal with the Alpha Pack as quickly as we can and then focus our attention on the Darach."

The Sheriff nods. "Alright, for now you and Jackson need to head home. Get him settled in and just relax for tonight. I'll follow you both to school tomorrow to re-enroll Jackson and we'll go from there."

Stiles and Jackson both nod as they stand and gather their trash. They toss the trash away and turn towards the door when the Sheriff calls to them. "Can you show me Jackson?" he asks.

Stiles nods at Jackson and then watches as the Sheriff's eyes widen and take in Jackson's transformed face. Stiles hides his grin, he'll never admit it out loud but he loves the way werewolves look. He finds their facial features and bone structures to be amazingly fascinating. He would really love to study them closely, preferably Derek's. But that's also another thing Stiles will never admit out loud. Or maybe only to Jackson since Jackson already guessed it months ago. Being away has made him more perceptive to things other than himself and Lydia.

"Thank you son." The Sheriff tells Jackson after her shifts back.

"You're welcome sir and thank you for letting me live with you and Stiles for a while. I promise to keep to myself and clean my messes." Jackson says politely.

The sheriff rolls his eyes and smiles fondly. "Call me John, you're family now. Just blame the messes on Stiles like I do." John teases.

Stiles' eyes widen in horror and he mock gasps. John laughter follows behind the boys after Jackson pushes Stiles out the door and through the station to the outside.

Stiles decides again not to comment on the little pleased smile on Jackson's face at his dads words.