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He considered for a moment the implications if he and his younger self met, then decided he didn't care. If the universe decided to explode then at least he would get to see his Mom. Stiles had given enough to the universe in his life, he wasn't going to let it take away his only opportunity to talk to his parents.
Stiles put the car in drive again, drove up the block, around the corner and stopped the car. He got out of the car and made his way down the street formulating an excuse in his mind, because he was pretty sure he was going to need one if he didn't want to seem like a stalker. He put his hand into his pockets since it was a little chilly outside.
He made his way down the block at a brisk pace as he saw the small park to the side of him and saw an empty spot on the park bench next to his mom. His mom and his younger self and another mother with her child were the only ones at the park at the moment. Stiles hesitated for a moment then went to sit down at the bench furthest from his mom, unable to bring himself to talk to her at the moment. Instead he just watched her from afar.
About five minutes into his watching her from afar, a child started crying, an annoying grating sound. His mother stood up and made her way over the child which was it clicked. His younger self was making the annoying sound. His mother bent over and hugged the crying child and Stiles folded his arms around himself, his mom was hugging him he didn't remember this though. The child -his younger self- cries dropped off slowly and then the child ran off to go play some more.
He considered for a moment killing his younger self so that he wouldn't have to go through what he had gone through. However he knew that he couldn't put his parents through that. Besides there were 7 mostly good years between now and then. He wasn't counting the year his mother died because that year had not been good in any way shape or form.
Stiles stood up as realize that he could be pulled back at any time and as such now was not the time to be timid, It had been such a long time since he had been timid so the sensation was a little foreign. Stiles made his way to his mom and pulled back his hood and said.
"I thought that that was you." like he was surprised to see her there. He wasn't really sure how great of an actor he was, but he hoped he was passable. She looked at him surprised and little warily.
"Look I'm sorry about last night, it was the anniversary of my mom's death." he lied smoothly.
"Which was why I went camping to get away from the city for a bit, but after my tent went up in flames I wasn't in a very good state of mind." he lied again. "I wasn't sure if I'd see you again for awhile." Beacon Hills wasn't a huge city but it wasn't a small town either. "Imagine my surprise when I see you at my park."
"Your park?" she asked suspiciously.
"Well my new park, I just moved here about a week ago." came out of his mouth.
"Where do you live?" she asked trying and failing to hide the fact that she was suspicious. Stiles hid a smile glad that his mother was smart enough to not just trust him. Stiles pointed the opposite direction from their house and said "About three blocks down that way. My doctor told me I was supposed to walk to get fresh air after the fire. I'm not usually a fresh air person, I spend most of my time playing games." he said with a smile. Stiles absently wondered when the last time he had actually played a video game or other game or even watched a TV show was? There was a TV in their place but only Derek watched it.
"I just wanted to thank you for giving me a ride. No one else on that road was stopping and my doctor said if I'd spent anymore time in the rain I probably would have gotten sick or pneumonia or something." she smiled, she seemed a little more relaxed around him.
"I'm happy to help." she said.
"So is he yours?" Stiles asked pointing to his younger self, his mom nodded and she smiled.
"Yep he's mine." she looked at him for a long moment as if she was deciding something, probably if she could trust him and she nodded seeming to come to a decision.
"Do you want to sit down?" Stiles smiled and accepted the seat. His mom was only a few inches from him and he wanted to scoot even closer. He had this ridiculous urge to climb into her lap like he used to, but he wasn't a kid. Not to mention that she didn't know he was her son and it was a good way to get slapped or get the police called on him. Okay maybe the police wouldn't be so bad except there was no way to ensure it was his Dad that showed up, plus he was sure it wouldn't feel the same way as it had when he was a kid.
"How old is he?" he already knew the answer. He just knew it was one of the questions that other people expected to be asked.
"He's five, he just started morning kindergarten." she said with a proud smile, and Stiles's heart started aching the way it hadn't in years. Stiles had shut down most of his emotions except rage, years ago. He missed her so much, he wanted to give her a hug but he couldn't, not if he wanted to keep talking to her.
"What do you do?" he asked another question he already knew that answer to.
"I'm just a mom for now but next year when Stiles starts first grade, I'm going to go back to teaching. Stiles smiled his mom had loved to teach, she had loved to be around kids, anyone could see it in her eyes when she around kids.
"Teaching, that's great." was all he was able to say because he was fighting not to cry. Another emotion he hadn't had in awhile. His mom was undoing him, tearing apart all the walls he had built around himself after his parents death to protect himself from being hurt again.
"What do you do?" his mom asked him, Stiles after a moment decided to go with a half truth.
"I'm unemployed at the moment, living off a good friend of mine." he said then wondered was Derek a friend? He trusted Derek more than anyone else in the world, but we're they actually friends? He didn't want to think about that though, not when he had his mom right next to him.
"I've applied at a few places but nothing yet." he said trying to make himself seem a little more responsible.
"What did you do before?" his mom asked. That was a good question. He had been doing this for so long, first learning how to do this, then actually doing it. There was a job though his first and last real job he had had in college. He had left it without advance notice but it was advance notice or saved lives, he always had picked lives saved over etiquette.
"I worked for awhile at Mcdonald's." he said awhile was a bit of a stretch since it had only been two months. He had also worked for a bit in weapons distributing, but that wasn't the kind of thing most people would be receptive to. His mom merely nodded.
"I hope your get a job soon." polite chit-chat was all they were doing, it was great and devastating all at the same time. He had no idea he long was going to get to stay here. He could be whisked away in a minute or he could stay here for the rest of his life. She looked at her watch and Stiles wished his cell phone hadn't been burnt out of his pocket and then burned in the fire at the Hales because he had no idea what time it was.
"I got to to going," she said apologetically and stood up from the bench. "But I'll see you around." Stiles nodded even though he had no idea if he'd ever see her again.
"Stiles." she called and Stiles stopped himself from moving forward like his younger self was. She turned to look at him.
"Wait we've got about this the wrong way, I don't even know your name." His name? He didn't have a ready lie on his tongue, he had just been called Stiles ever since he was a kid and couldn't pronounce the name on his birth certificate. He said the first name that came into his head.
"Derek," he couldn't say Hale, because that was an actual person, a teenager who his Dad
probably now knew as one of the two only survivors of the Hale fire. "McCall." he said after another moment barrow his old friends last name.
"Derek, I'm Claudia Stilinski., it's nice to met you." she stuck her hand out and Stiles shook it.
"Nice to meet you." he couldn't say Claudia, because he had never cakked his mom Claudia and couldn't seem to say it now either. Little Stiles was waiting right by his mom but he wasn't exactly waiting patiently, he kept moving around. His mom took younger Stiles hand and he had never felt more jealous in his life then he did at that moment of his younger self. The two of them walked away down the street in the direction of Stiles's old house. When they got far enough away he took a deep breath, this was a lot harder then he had thought it would be and was bringing up more emotions then he was comfortable with.
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