An Al Ghul

In Beacon Hills

Disclaimer: Heyola! I own nothing but what you see here and this was pretty much born from too much time on my hands. But hey, that's okay! The timeline is probably way off for this considering what I'm doing here but I think what I have in mind for this works. Basically that at one point in Nyssa's life, she left the League to pursue something more normal and found love with a deputy from Beacon Hills. Thus becoming the mother of Stiles Stilinski and enjoying normalcy until Ra's himself came for her and essentially making a lot of things AU.

This also takes place around the time of season 5's Amplification episode of Teen Wolf when the Sheriff's Department, Scott, and Stiles are headed to the Hospital when its being attacked by The Beast. As for Claudia Stilinski, she was the Sheriff's mother in this and a magical mishap occurred sometime before Malcolm arrived in Nanda Parbat that caused Nyssa to be in child form for a time. Something that also had the effect of making her look youthful once it was reversed.

Summary: After dismantling the League, Nyssa decides to return to a town she once called home.

After the night's crazy events, Laurel Lance was not expecting guests at her apartment anytime soon. Much less one Nyssa Al Ghul in blue jeans, brown boots, a white top, and a red jacket for that matter. "Nyssa! I uhh.. I wasn't expecting to see you anytime soon."

Nyssa gave a small smile at Laurel and came inside after being given a silent invitation to come in. "I imagine many would never expect a great deal to happen to them."

Laurel had to give a nod of agreement on that one. "Is everything alright?" Asked the vigilante lawyer in concern and making Nyssa turn to her with a smile of appreciation on her face.

"Yes, nothing to worry about I promise. Matter of fact I wanted to inform you I am leaving Star City tonight."

And where she planned on going was something she was looking forward too. A place she had longed to return too for a long time, even when she had the love of Sara to fill in the void her father had caused when he found her. Laurel was honestly surprised Nyssa was even telling her about that. "Is this a plan of yours to go into hiding? Because you know we'll do what we can to help you out with any threats to your life."

A warm chuckle escaped Nyssa at that. "Your concern is appreciated but I can happily tell you that this is not a plan I am enacting. Merely it is me going to a place I once found myself finding happiness in."

Laurel was surprised to hear that, along with being rather curious of this place her friend was talking about. "Have you ever heard of a town known as Beacon Hills?"

A shake of the head was the answer and Nyssa wasn't too surprised by that. As after all it was something of a small town in California surrounded by a great deal of trees. "I thought as much considering its location being in California."

"And you found happiness there?" Asked a curious Laurel as she sat down on the couch while Nyssa continued to stand.

"Yes, a husband and even a son."

Well… Consider Laurel to be one Hell of a surprised woman over that! "That's… That's something I wasn't expecting."

"Hmm, I imagine it wouldn't be considering my life. But there was a time when I wanted nothing to do with my father's work and I left and took on the identity of Nyssa Morris. Finding love with Jameson Stilinski wasn't something I expected to happen but none the less it did. Later, we had a son named Kameel Mateusz and things were well for a time and I thought myself truly free of my father."

Lost in her thoughts as she told Laurel her story, she failed to notice the comforting hand upon her shoulder as Laurel gave her her undivided attention with the feeling of where this was going. And feeling horrible for her friend's pain. "Little did I know how wrong I was. My father had many searching for me and when one of them finally found me, my location was reported to him and soon afterwards he came. He came and gave me a choice, leave willingly or be forced to leave and see my family dead in the process. The fact Kameel was his grandson mattered not to him, especially with the condition he had that my father felt made him unfit… Unworthy of to bear the name of Al Ghul."

Her hands were clinched tightly, making her knuckles whiten from the effort she was putting into it due to her anger and sorrow while Laurel's heart was breaking for Nyssa's pain. "I could not bear to see my family dead, so I left with my father after ensuring I was able to leave a note behind for them."

"And now that you're free of your father and of the League… You can go back to them." Laurel said softly and Nyssa nodded.

"Precisely, for far too long we've been apart and I know little of what has happened since my leaving as my father kept a careful eye on me. For all I know Jameson has found another to love and I would not judge him for that." Her love with Sara was one such instance of her having found another to love.

Her time with Jameson had been one of the many reasons for why she refused to be with another man as well. It was fortunate that her father had never pushed the matter as it could have meant her husband's death. Nyssa was momentarily surprised when she found herself wrapped in Laure's arms, but relaxed soon afterwards into the comfort and support provided from the hug. There was silence between the two for some time afterwards. Eventually, Nyssa stepped away from the hug and started towards the door. "Thank you Laurel, I do not believe I have enough words to truly express my gratitude towards you."

Laurel smiled at her. "Thank you is more then enough for me." She told her softly.

Nyssa nodded, though she still felt more could be said regardless. "If you are ever in need of help, I will be there." Promised the woman and Laurel nodded, hoping she wouldn't need to call on her anytime soon.

As her friend deserved to immerse herself in happiness that had been denied for her for far too long. Nyssa soon made her exit, leaving Laurel alone in the apartment and slightly wondering what Sara would think once she finally came home. Soemthing that no doubt would cause issues if she chose to go after Nyssa. But she hoped for good things to occur none the less.

Beacon Hills One Day Later around Evening

It had taken a day's traveling by plane to reach Beacon Hills and by the time she had, night had fallen. But it mattered not to Nyssa as she traveled straight to the Sheriff's Department as she figured Jameson would be there. Along with their son who she remembered wanting to be called Stiles as an easier way to be known as. It was a strange sight however to see that the Sheriff's Department was practically empty aside from the lone deputy at the desk who seemed to be quite busy running Dispatch if the communications currently going on were anything to go by. "All units stay back! Do not engage! I repeat, do not engage!"

Clearly, whatever this animal was it was proving to be a rather worrisome one. "Stiles, get off the radio!"

Just what is our son doing!? Wondered the former assassin in shock and surprise. It seems a word or two would have to be had with both Jameson and her son.

More talk could be heard as she sat on the couch, awaiting an opportune time to speak with the deputy. Though that time may be a long wait judging by the state of things. Her son's voice was heard on the radio again but Jameson was quick to tell him to get off yet again. "Dad, just listen to me okay? Its headed for the hospital, alright? He's headed for Beacon Memorial! Do you hear me!? Its headed for the hospital!"

Whatever this thing was, Nyssa hoped her family would make it through okay as it would be a cruel fate to return to them only to lose them just as quickly. She was somewhat confused however by the mentions of a man on fire and her husband's apparent lack of over all concern. Questions upon questions…

It'd be around two hours later when her one true husband who was still the Sheriff nicely enough, their son, her husband's deputies, a man who looked to be covered in soot, and another young man who Nyssa wondered if perhaps he was a friend of her son's. Perhaps his childhood friend Scott? Which would be a rather unique thing as long lasting friendships were a true rarity in her view. "Perrish, why don't you go get cleaned up and then head home for the night okay?"

The soot covered man nodded and quickly left to go and do just that while a female deputy started to protest it until Jameson stopped it. "Now's not the time for that, let's just focus on what needs to be focused on instead alright?"

The deputy gave a reluctant nod and Nyssa felt now was the time to make herself known. Walking up quickly, she spoke. "Hello Jameson."

Sheriff Stilisnki looked towards the source in complete shock and his eyes widened when he saw just who it was. Along with the fact that voice hadn't just been his imagination. "N-Nyssa!?"

A smile from the long missing lady in question was his response while Stiles had one particular response of his own to give. "Holy f**k..." And then promptly fainted.

Author's Notes: May there have been much enjoyment of this one. I will be exploring this more in the future. Rather as installments here in Possibilities or as its own little fic. I know Jameson is not the Sheriff's real name but since its never been said what it is and the popular choice the fandom likes to use is John, I figured I'd go with this route instead. Kameel means perfection in Islamic (Which might be weird considering the Arabic heritage but work with it yo!) while Mateusz means God's Present in Polish. R and R!