A/N~ Yeah so this is a little mixed up but then so were these episodes truthfully and this is supposed to be AU anyway. That's my story and I'm sticking to it. Hope you enjoy and please review. ~A
Chapter 8
Bo is a little startled when her phone rings in the middle of the night. Okay so it was more like 2 in the afternoon, but to her it was the middle of the night. "So have you heard from her?"
The succubus sighed in a very put upon air as she replied, "No Hale I haven't heard from her yet. I take it you haven't heard from her either."
"No not yet and now on top of everything else, Dyson has bugged out for parts unknown," the Siren said in a gossipy tone.
"Wait…what? When did that happen?" Hale now had her full attention. As she pushed herself up in the bed.
"Apparently, some time in the last twenty four to forty eight hours. He not only announced that he was taking some personal time to our boss at the cop shop but also went before the Ashe and this is a big deal." the fae replied in a confidential manner.
"What's a big deal?" Bo asked in a confused tone.
"Really Bo?" Hale exclaimed in an exasperated tone. "I though the lady doc was supposed to be educating you on this stuff." The succubus gratefully didn't inform Hale that the education Lauren was giving her wasn't in relation to anything to do with the fae in general. "Anytime, anyone goes in front of the Ashe it's a big deal."
Ok so why did he go in front of the Ashe in this instance?" Bo asked getting a little exasperated herself, with the Siren and his professional status as a gossip. "
"He told the Ashe that he was going to seek his mate and that he had no intention of returning without that person," Hale replied seriously.
"Really!" she said excitedly before something occurred to her. "Wait you said this happened within the past forty-eight hours or so? Why hasn't he showed up here yet?"
"He never identified who his mate was at least not to the Ashe. As a matter of fact he kind of scolded the Ashe for "invading his privacy". Most of the council found the whole thing kind of amusing at the Ashe's expense. He looked ready to spit nails but something came up that distracted his attention. Lucky for Dyson." Hale said before adding, "He hasn't really been seen since then."
"What the hells is going on with everyone?" Bo asked the universe in frustration.
~O~
Scott is waiting for his mom to get off work. Leaning against his car texting his friends as he's waiting for his mom. He is suddenly no longer alone, Kali and the twins have him surrounded when Decaulion comes out of the darkness.
"Humans are such fragile things," Decaulion says with a sinister smile, "and your mother is so lovely, It would be such a shame if anything were to happen to her."
The Alpha is trying to make a deal with Scott, coerce him into joining their Pack. The only thing is he has to help them kill his former Pack. Scott is just about to turn him down, "My mom taught me better than to trust…"
When Ennis comes out of the side entrance of the hospital practically dragging Melissa by the arm. Scott is both proud and terrified when he sees his mother is fighting the whole way kicking the hell out of the bigger werewolves shins. Then suddenly someone wearing a motorcycle helmet comes out of the bushes and cold cocks the werewolf, pulling Melissa behind him.
The Argents also appear and using arrows and bullets chase the rest of the Alpha Pack away. Not before Decaulion offers the parting shot of, "I'm looking forward to our next meeting Mr. McCall." Decaulion says before fading into the night. Scott runs to his mother and helps her to her feet where she had been shoved behind the stranger into the bushes. Hugging her close, he notices that the stranger had also disappeared, just as quickly as he had appeared.
Later that same evening, having convinced Issac to watch over his mom, for a few minutes while he has a conversation with Deaton. The young werewolf goes to the vet's clinic and watches as he makes one of his herbal remedies.
"I'm trying to figure out a way of getting out of this agreement Decaulion is trying to get me to make with him." He is pacing restlessly as he tells Deaton, "They're threatening my mom, Doc. My mom!"
Scott confesses to Deaton, "I'm afraid Derek may end up getting us all killed if they're not careful. I'm just not sure how I can stop any of this."
"Maybe the trick isn't to stop them but to guide them." Alan says as he begins portioning the remedy out between the prepared jars. "The job of a good Beta is to support his Alpha but offer different options, as well."
"Although it does make one wonder," the druid said thoughtfully as he began to screw lids onto the bottles, "Why is Decaulion so focused on you, and making you part of his Pack?"
~O~
"Really Stiles I thought I had taught you better than this. This is not one of your stupid video games. Or is this supposed to be one of those RPG thingies." the Sheriff asked. Both of the Hale siblings looked at one another with equal parts confusion and incredulity on their faces.
"Dad, do you see a controller in my hand?" his son said although his voice was slightly muffed as his face was in his hands. "Look Dad, werewolves are real, monsters are real, things that go bump in the night are real. I'm only telling you this so you and the rest of the deputies can be properly prepared for the sh…stuff that's probably about to hit the fan."
His father actually looked over his shoulder and said, "You're not doing him any favors by supporting him in these delusions, daydreams, whatever they are. You should know better both of you, you're adults, you really shouldn't be…"
"You really shouldn't doubt your son," Kenzi said. Stiles saw his father go for his gun, luckily it was still sitting in the gun safe in the top of the hall closet. Where he had placed it as usual when he had come home from work last night. Stiles was off of his stool and around the island before his father could manage to regain enough of his senses to head toward the hall.
When he could block his father he looked back toward Kenzi. The grey eyed woman now had gold colored eyes and her face had twisted into the Beta face of a werewolf. "Dad, calm down! It's still Kenzi. Calm down!" He said soothingly.
The elder Stilinski wasn't able to articulate at all for a few minutes, Kenzi's face slowly receded back into her human features. Her brother meanwhile was being stoic as always. He sniffed for a minute and found the whiskey and a glass. He poured a splash of the alcohol into the tumbler and slid it towards Stiles father.
When Stiles scowled at him, the Alpha merely shrugged at the young Spark and said, "For medicinal purposes." The scowl didn't lessen after his father grabbed the glass of amber liquid and guzzled it down in one gulp before setting the glass back on the countertop with a crack. The teen flinched when his father actually spoke again.
"Why didn't you tell me before now?" he said and the cold tone didn't help Stiles at all. Stiles indicated his father, the island, and the empty glass sitting on top of it.
"Maybe because I knew this is how you would react," the teen said in his own exasperated tone. "I didn't seek this out Dad, it sort of found me. Now that it has though I'm not going to shut my eyes again. These people are my friends, and when they're in trouble I'm not going to just ignore that because it's inconvenient or dangerous." Stiles knew he had said too much as soon as the words had left his mouth.
"Dangerous?" the sheriff asked and there was a tone there that he used during his interrogation sessions. He didn't really have to say anything else.
"Come on Dad," Stiles responded in a combination of exasperation and discomfort, "They're werewolves. You got to know they're going to have more enemies than just Hunters and that they're going to be just as supernatural as these guys." He said jerking his thumb at the siblings who were still standing in the kitchen, eating the now cooling breakfast. "Plus they're set up where they're the kind of de facto protectors of the territory. You and the rest of law enforcement not withstanding. So yeah dangerous is also to be expected."
The older man looked at the three of them and said, "I don't like it. Making the young people the protectors of a territory? What kind of people do that?"
Stiles looked at the Hale siblings who were having one of their sibling conversation that involved eyebrow wiggling and no real mouths moving. Finally the young Spark reminded them they weren't actually speaking, "Guys?"
Kenzi finally tuned to the Stilinski men and said, "I don't feel comfortable calling you Sheriff or Mr. Stilinski for this conversation. Mind if I call you by your first name." The older man nodded his head absently as he watched her go in search of another tumbler before pulling the bottle of whiskey from her brothers fingers.
The younger fae slammed the first glass of alcohol back like it was nothing and for her it pretty much was , "Alright John you're Polish, so you may know a few stories, legends, folk tales, that sort of thing from the old country." He watched as the young woman slammed back another drink. "A lot of those legends are true, or based on a true thing."
The Sheriff tried not to but he actually snorted as he said, "So what the Dragon of Cracow was real?"
Kenzi shrugged, "Based on a real thing, actually met one of those, she and her dad were both a little psycho. Werewolves are really werewolves. Vampires are real but most of the stories are based on succubus, which are also real."
Seeing the senior Stilinski's confused expression she wrinkled her nose cutely and said, "Rusalka. Supposed to be tree or water spirits of girls murdered by men. So their spirits suck the life right out of men who come too close to the forest or water the girls protect by having sex with them. The rest of the story is pretty much a bunch of shit but the whole having sex to suck the life out of 'em, Oh yeah that parts definitely real."
"Like I said a bunch of the old folk tales are real," Gray eyes stared at the bottle for a minute before putting the lid back on the bottle and giving it to her brother. "Put it away," she told him firmly. Derek's eyebrows went up whether because he was surprised or impressed Stiles couldn't decipher and the sheriff didn't seem to notice. He was actually listening to the younger woman with rapt attention.
"Basically think less Disney and more the old Grimm fairy tales, Tolkien, and the stories your grandparents used to tell you. We're a lot more varied and many of us can pass for human, and a few even try to protect humans, but even a lot of the good fae only see humans as a food source or as useful pets. Part of the reason I hate them." Kenzi said vehemently. The she wolf looked around like she was already missing the bottle of whiskey before continuing, "Like in Tolkien there are the light fae, the various types of elves, and wizards and such and the dark fae with orcs, their own kind of wizards and even some people who are so beautiful they can't be believed."
John Stilinski looked as if he too were wishing for the bottle back. He spent the next several minutes processing the information he had just received. He turned his attention from where Kenzi was sitting in front of him back to his son. Stiles was once again sitting beside Kenzi at the island and the older Hale sibling was standing behind his son and as he watched the older Hale put a hand on each of the younger people's shoulder. With a sigh he said, "Why now?"
Stiles didn't pretend he didn't know what his father was talking about. He looked over his shouder at the Hale siblings and received nods of approval from the pair and a smile of encouragement from Kenzi. He proceeded to explain about the Alpha Pack and then he had to explain about Alpha's, Beta's and Omega's.
"So you're not actually a werewolf?" The Sheriff asked seriously.
Stiles answered honestly, "No dad I'm not a werewolf."
"He's a Spark," Derek replied, and everyone was startled because other than a couple of sentences the Alpha had been mostly monosyllabic.
Of course then Kenzi broke in and said, "I think he's going to be the strongest Spark we've seen in many generations, possibly even a mage."
"Are you sure this isn't a video game?" the Sheriff asked weakly. Then his father asked the one question that Stiles didn't really know the answer to. "So what's your position in the Pack?"
Stiles didn't have a position in the Pack anymore. Since Scott had started ignoring him and paying more attention to Allison and then Issac. Stiles knew he was no longer in his best friends Pack. "He's a Beta, and possibly an emissary once Kenza finishes training him." The Alpha offered once again surprising all of them.
John Stilinski looked surprised and a little proud at the pronouncement and then he repeated his previous question. "So why are you telling me now?"
"If you know you can defend yourself," Stiles explained, "You can get mountain ash and wolves bane bullets from Argent Arms. It's up to you if you want to tell your deputies and if you do which ones you tell." The teen then explained about the two items and what else they could be used for.
His father looked a little dazed for a few more seconds before a Spark of his old humor appeared and he said, "At least it's cheaper than silver I suppose."
Kenzi gave a very unladylike snort as Stiles stared at his father, with his mouth hanging open. Derek began to chuckle quietly behind the younger Spark. His voice was a little rusty like it hadn't been used for laughing in a while. Stiles found himself entranced by the sound though. He decided that since he was a member of Derek's Pack he was going to spend as much of his time as possible to try and repeat the experience several times. He smiled to himself.