*deep breath* SUP Y'ALL…. Imma fight FFN and all it's stupid glitches. But never mind that. I haven't been gone 12 days because I feel into a depression hole again, although I DID do that, but it has nothing to do with my absence this time. I had to break this segment AGAIN because 68 got to long, so what was originally supposed to be ONE (1) CHAPTER is currently 4 and is going to be at least 5. I think it's going to be 5, I think this next one I have to write is the last one. I hope y'all like fluff with a slight bit of angst because that's what this is gonna be. Hit me with a review if you're even reading this at all, because writing this abomination has me unconvinced people exist, let alone that if they do any of them would care about this travesty. BUT OH GOD HOLY SHIT, A LOT OF STUFF IS GONNA HAPPEN SOON, TRUST ME THIS TIME.

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John had to more or less rush into the house as Stiles opened the door when they came home from school. It was hell to get in the house unless one of the doors were open, at least for him. The others seem to be able to manage just fine, since they'd been around longer and were stronger. He assumed what caused the issue was the salt these weirdos put all over the place, since he didn't have any problems walking right through doors and walls anywhere else. When he got inside, Claudia still stood on the stairs where she'd been when they left, seeming out of it, as she sometimes was. When she noticed they were back, she smiled and came down to greet them. Well... Him. He smiled as she came to hug him. "Hey sweetie… Why didn't you hang out with Anna and Jacob out back? Seems like they're having a killer game of hide and seek…"

"I'm not feeling very… energetic today… Figured I'd spend some time with Luci instead, soak up some of that angelic vigor you know." She looked to the supposed "angel" and John's gaze followed. Lucifer got up as Stiles came in .

"Hey, hey, hold on a sec, kiddo…" Stiles did as he was told as Luc came over and put a hand on his shoulder. "I- uh… I know you had a rough night, I was thinking maybe, if you wanted to, maybe you and I- we could hang out for a bit, ya know, like meditate out on the back porch… or something else, if you want…"

"Claire told you about last night?" Stiles asked, sighing with disappointment and betrayal.

"Nope. Just superhuman empath and clairvoyance. Pinky swear. So? Is that a no?" Lucifer asked in a voice that was half hopeful and half manipulative. Stiles shook his head.

"Um, no, that sounds great, thanks, Luc. I've gotta take my stuff upstairs and figure out what I'm gonna wear tonight, and I'll be right down…" They shared a nod of agreement, and John figured he'd give Stiles his space, waiting downstairs with Claudia instead of following him up.

"So…" He started, getting Claudia's attention. "How's the fort holding down? Claire tell Dean and Cas what happened or…?" Claudia shook her head.

"She told them about him having a bad dream, and about what Annalise did, but we were expecting that much. Nothing about… the incident…" Claudia said carefully. John sighed.

"Claudia, are you sure it's safe to let them keep that a secret? He could've gotten seriously hurt…" He tried not to fret too much as Claudia shook her head.

"I did the same thing when I was his age, John, I made it out okay… And it was… a lot more dangerous when I was his age." Claudia gave a soft nervous laugh. Lucifer glanced at him.

"While I agree that's not the best approach…" Claudia blew a raspberry at Luc as he paused for a moment. "I think Claire's approach, as far as Claudia filled me in was probably the best that can be done. Let him know he shouldn't, but be there for him so if he insists upon doing so. It's not like Dean and Cas can stop him from doing it..." Crowley cleared his throat.

"Stop talking to the vermin, dear." He muttered to Lucifer, who simply rolled his eyes.

"I'm starting to enjoy their company more than yours, Darling…" Sam was panting as he came in from the back after his run. He couldn't see him or Claudia, of course.

"Whose company?" He asked, panting softly as he tried to catch his breath.

"The children's, of course. Who else would we mean?" Crowley said, begrudgingly lying for them, or at least so Lucifer didn't have to. They watched Sam shrug before coming over to cuddle up with Luc.

"Ew, PDA, I'm outtie." Claudia said, then disappeared. John tried not to pay attention, give the trio their privacy while they all waited for Stiles to get back. It took about 20 minutes but soon enough he was coming back down the stairs, more comfortably dressed in his team sweatpants and an old tee shirt.

"Hey, Sorry for the wait. You ready?" He called down as he descended the stairs, probably knowing better than to sneak up on these three. Lucifer was up before Stiles had hit the bottom step.

"Ab-so-lutely…" John followed as the two went out to the backyard. Lucifer was kind enough to walk whenever John or one of the others was following, particularly John, since he couldn't teleport nearly as well or as far the others apparently could. The two went over to sit in the grass in front of the small wooden patio, facing toward the woods, and got down to meditating, he supposed. He instead, went to greet the kids. Jacob ran over and jumped into his arms.

"Sheriff!" He squealed as John picked the little boy up and twirled him around. Annalise was suddenly next to them, smiling with the half of her face she still had to smile with. He didn't know if he'd ever get used to her looking like that.

"Mr. Stilinski! Welcome back. Did you two have a good day at school?" She asked without speaking. He'd tried to get her to actually speak like the rest of them did, but her voice came out garbled and mangled, as if her trachea was crushed. He didn't know why that was. He and Jacob and Rourke looked as fine as they ever did. However, Anna looked like she had after the accident, and Claudia looked just like she did in her coffin at her funeral. If there was some rhyme or reason to it, John couldn't see it.

"Ugh…" John groaned. "Harris did a pop quiz of what they've been learned so far, to prepare for their test…. Um…." Damn it, he couldn't remember when the test was. Annalise laughed.

"Friday. Three weeks since they started, I believe." She said. John shook his head.

"On the one hand I can't believe it's been three weeks since he started school, on the other, I can't believe it's only been three weeks since he started school…"

"You get used to that feeling after a while…"

"Really?" He asked, a little surprised. Jacob laughed.

"Nope!"