Chapter 11

It felt as if time had absolutely stopped. Thomas didn't hear nor feel anything except for Jonathan who seemed to be all around him. His arms on Thomas' back, his lips on Thomas' lips and his body pressed against Thomas' – it all just made blood in Thomas' body boil and he felt his face being hot. He tried to remember the basic human ability how to breathe through nose but that suddenly seemed unneeded. Thanks to Jonathan's high werewolf senses, he could hear that something was missing from sounds

- 'Thomas, breathe.' He chuckled, pointing out Thomas' problem. He took his lips off from Thomas' and Thomas gasped for air. World in his sight suddenly began spinning and he saw stars floating in front of his eyes. Jonathan chuckled as he looked how Thomas' face slowly regained natural shade of color.

Thomas looked around as his sight returned to normal. There were few people standing in hallway and looking at them. Some even tried to hide fits of giggle, some just frowned, and some pointed fingers and whispered. But as strange as it was, it didn't bother Thomas. No, it was not the fact he was standing with a werewolf's arms wrapped around him and if the werewolf snapped he could just go bite someone. It was the fact that he had finally given in to who he was and was not ashamed of it. He was gay, so what? He also wanted love. He wanted someone by his side and if it meant that someone he had his eye for was a werewolf he gave not two damns about it.

- 'What, none of you have seen people kissing?' Thomas rolled his eyes. Clearly surprised they were called out, spectators slightly jumped and resumed their paths to where they were heading. Jonathan gently intertwined his fingers with Thomas and laughed.

- 'Come on, let's get out of here.' He tugged Thomas towards school exit and Thomas rearranging the schoolbag on his shoulders, followed Jonathan.

Regaining composure, he followed Jonathan back to his place on his own motorbike. He already had left his bicycle at sheriff's station and leaving motorbike would just be finding it stolen so he was not taking those chances. His mind seemed to be clear and even at this point he had no regrets for decision he had made. Doubtlessly this did implicate possibility of his parents disapproving him dating with werewolf but he didn't give a damn. They had kept secrets from him when it mattered now it was his time to do the favor.

Thomas nuzzled his nose in Jonathan's neck as Jonathan was lying on his back, his arms wrapped around Thomas. He felt at bliss, enjoying this moment. He didn't want to go anywhere but speaking of the devil-

- 'Jonathan, what time is it?' Thomas mumbled in his neck, making Jonathan chuckle as Thomas' breath slightly tickled his small, white neck hair. He reached for his phone and switched the screen on.

- 'Hmm, 5:43 PM.' Jonathan whispered. Thomas froze.

- 'Crap!' Thomas shouted and rolled away from Jonathan, forgetting he was almost on the edge of the bed. He rolled himself on floor, hitting it with a low thud, carpet slightly minimizing the pain. 'Ow' her groaned. Jonathan looked over the edge and frowned.

- 'Are you okay?' He asked. Thomas pushed himself off the floor, rubbing his back.

- 'Yeah, I'm okay.' He snatched shirt from chair, and yanked it on himself. Jonathan got out of bed too and kissed Thomas softly on lips while he was trying to rearranging it correctly on him. Thomas was slightly distracted and kissed Jonathan back. Jonathan chuckled.

- 'You have to be somewhere?' Jonathan asked. His tone implicated enough for Thomas to take the subtle plead message of 'stay'.

- 'Sadly, I do. I am supposed to meet Scott at his place.' Thomas said. Jonathan chuckled.

- 'So out from one werewolf's bed into another?' Jonathan smirked. Thomas rolled his eyes and grabbed a tennis ball from Jonathan's desk and threw it at him. With ease Jonathan caught the ball and laughed.

- 'That's not it and you know that!' Thomas laughed too. Jonathan's mood was catching.

- 'Some crap going on again?' Jonathan tried another, this time serous guess.

- 'Spot on wolf boy.' Thomas smirked this time and Jonathan pulled Thomas close to him to kiss. Thomas obliged, being happy but he had to go. Before letting the kiss to build into submission of staying comfortably in Jonathan's arms he quickly pulled himself away and put on his shoes.

- 'Call me later?' Jonathan asked. Thomas nodded and left. Jonathan looked at the chair and only now understood the fact Thomas had taken his shirt as he saw Thomas' draped over the arm of it. He laughed. I wonder how long will it take for him to notice?

When he finally rang the McCall's doorbell, it was well past 6:30 PM. He had stopped at his own place to ditch the schoolbag as he had intended in the beginning. Then again he had intended to be at Scott's place faster if it wasn't for certain… distractions. He cleared his voice as he reeled his wandering mind in just in time to see doors open and Melissa standing in them.

- 'Thomas, right?' She asked.

- 'Hello Mrs. McCall. Is Scott home?' Thomas nodded.

- 'Call me Melissa, kid. And he is upstairs along with rest of his friends.' She said and opened the doors wider for Thomas to get in.

- 'Thanks Mrs. McCall!' Thomas said and ran up the stairs. Melissa slightly shook her head and chuckled. She closed the doors and went back to phone call she was having.

- 'In here!' He heard Scott's voice from behind one of the doors before he even managed to knock to any of them. He went to the right ones and opened. As he opened doors, he noticed 4 boys, including Scott and Stiles and 3 girls from whom he recognized 2 – Malia and Lydia. Third he had seen only from afar and guessed must be Kira, Scott's girlfriend.

- 'Hey everyone.' Thomas rose an arm in half-wave. Scott and Stiles waved back, as did Kira. Two other guys just nodded. Lydia didn't give off any emotion at all and Malia… Was she smirking at Thomas? For some reason one of the two guys he didn't recognized snorted. Thomas frowned.

- 'Nice shirt.' He commented. Thomas frowned. O-kay? He noticed Scott elbowing the oldest of them in ribs but smile also broke across his face. What was so be-

Then, Thomas noticed as he glanced in Scott's mirror. He snorted himself and broke in laughter – he had Jonathan's shirt on him and it probably gave off his werewolf scent as he was standing so close to them.

- 'Someone's been in bed with a werewolf! Nice one Thomas!' Malia smirked and laughed. Lydia finally smiled and rest of them couldn't fight it anymore longer and all broke in laughter. Thomas rolled eyes.

- 'Well, talk about my irony.' Thomas chuckled. Everyone kept laughing except Lydia. She smiled and seemed to understand what he was talking about. It all made sense to her as she knew.

- 'Well, you were cousins.' Lydia shrugged and sat down on bed. Thomas smiled.

- 'Okay, now that you all have laughed at me can I just say something?' Thomas said. Everyone stopped at once except for Malia as she just kept chuckling. Stiles elbowed her slightly in her side. Malia just rolled her eyes but took the hint.

- 'What's up?' The oldest of them all spoke.

- 'I have said this before and I'll say this again, with everyone present here. I am sorry guys for the way I behaved in beginning.' Thomas saw Scott was about to say something but he just stopped Scott for doing so. 'Scott, for the love of God, for once just shut up.' Thomas said and Scott just closed his mouth. 'I know what you were about to say. You said it today at school but I really am sorry. This past month watching from afar I learned so much about all of you I now understand why she became friends with you, why she stood up to her parents and despite everything kept returning to all of you. It made me realize all of this and the fact I am just as drawn to this supernatural world also put a hand to it.'

- 'What do you mean?' the oldest one spoke again.

- 'Some of you already know I am Allison's cousin so Chris, her father is my uncle. He arranged so we can live at their old place and he also told me about the fact my own parents are hunters.' Thomas sighed.

- 'Wow.' Stiles said.

- 'Talk about déjà vu.' Scott said. Thomas nodded.

- 'Yeah. Awkward, I know. But it's not as easy as it is. Something… is also out there after me.' Thomas continued. Stiles frowned.

- 'What do you mean?' This time Stiles asked.

- 'Events from last night made me also remember what Chris told me when we moved in. Months after Allison's death, someone was in my room and left this as a warning.' He fished out a photo out of his pocket of the words written in blood on his ceiling. Stiles outstretched his arm and Thomas put the photo in his hand.

That opened room for his last night. He had told no one about the dream, or hallucination he had at the hospital when Stiles and Scott's mother, Melissa had found him trashing and screaming on floor in hospital's WC. And so he told about the Nemeton, Nogitsune. Until last moment he fought should he or should he not tell them about Allison but seeing as it was also important he decided to tell.

- 'And… Allison was there. She stopped me from speaking the creature's name out loud, whatever it would've meant. And then, that's… Stile's voice broke through and I came back to reality.' Thomas said, as he finished his story. Everyone was silent. Lydia was sitting with her mouth slightly open and Stile's face was pale. Malia looked at him with questioning look but he seemed to be out of it.

- 'Stiles, are you okay?' Scott asked, as he had noticed it too.

- 'Yeah, I… uhmm… just, yeah.' Stiles shrugged and scratched back of his head.

- 'Are you sure? You reak of-' Malia began.

- 'Thank you, Malia, yes, I know I am scared!' Stiles exclaimed and panted. Everyone was silent. They knew how much effect that left to Stiles. After all, he had the first hand experience sharing body with Nogitsune.

- 'Mom also said she found you had traces of wolfsbane in your blood.' Scott said. Thomas slightly jumped.

- 'Y-Yeah. She said she had to do toxicology after she had found traces of something extra in my body.' He nodded.

- 'Well, we found out how it got there most likely.' Scott said. Thomas looked at him and then noticed Stiles clearing his throat. He still had the photo in his hand and the oldest of them all suddenly noticed it and casually took the photo from Stiles to take a closer look. From corner of eye Thomas saw as the oldest one frowned and then dawn crossed his face.

- 'So I was in school's cafeteria when the cafeteria lady noticed me and dragged me to kitchen and enquiring about my 'special spices' I had offered her yesterday. She gave me the bag of powdered stuff and just by a whiff Scott could tell it was powdered wolfsbane.' Stiles said.

- 'No wonder all of the other pack wolves got so sick all of the sudden.' Lydia said.

- 'What?' Stiles asked her.

- 'You were there in caf- oh right, Nogitsune.' Lydia said. Thomas opened his mouth to ask but Lydia already was one step ahead. 'Don't worry, except your wolf gay boy who doesn't eat cafeteria food. He eats his own nutrition food.'

- 'O-Oh.' Thomas coughed, hiding his relief sigh. Besides, he just was with Jonathan and he was fine.

- 'So while I was gone, Nogitsune used my face to wreak werewolf chaos.' Stiles said. Malia frowned.

- 'So, basically, the one I kissed yesterday at school was not you?' She asked. Stiles rolled his eyes but nodded.

- 'That's exactly why this conversation kinda is happening right now.' He said.

- 'Guys, I recognize the handwriting.' Oldest finally spoke. Everyone looked at him. He looked at Thomas and somehow, Thomas felt afraid. 'It's Peter's, my uncle's.'

- 'This keeps getting better and better.' Stiles just fell back on bed and gave a loud sigh.

- 'So you're-' Thomas began. Oldest nodded.

- 'I'm Derek Hale. And it seems my dear uncle has yet another trick up his sleeve.' He said.