Summary: Alexander 'Tig' Trager was spending the day at his home reminiscing about his Old Lady who went missing, presumed dead, sixteen years ago. Tig did not wallow in self-pity, no, he took it upon himself to fix things around the house that Claudia wanted done. While renovating the kitchen, Tig found a letter that he never opened. A letter dated 9 years after his old lady's 'death'. Upon reading the letter, Tig became angry, viciously angry, but at the same time heartbroken. There in the letter, Claudia reveals he has a son, Mieczyslaw 'Stiles' Stilinski.

AN: TW/SOA crossover. With plot changes for both TW and SOA. Foul language, blood/gore, smoking, drinking, and mentions of death/suicide.

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July 29, 1994

As his fists connected with the guy's face, Alexander 'Tig" Trager was determined to kill. His brothers behind him held the rest of their rivals back as Tig pounded into the guy, only stopping to ask, "Where is she?!" Tig held back from punching the guy again, waiting for an answer. The guy spit blood in Tig's face and laughed, "Dead by now. You'll never find her." Tig dropped the hold he had on the guy, pulled his gun, aimed for the guy's head, and fired.

The club spent some time searching for Claudia Gajos. All they found was her abandoned car, torn clothes, her purse with her pistol still inside, and a puddle of blood outside of the driver's side door. Tig was devastated. The whole club was. Claudia was well liked amongst the old ladies, even Gemma liked her. After six months of searching, Claudia Gajos was presumed dead.

Except, she wasn't. Claudia had woken up in a hospital several hundred miles north with no memories and a positive pregnancy test. She was released into the care of Talia Hale. Once Claudia showed she was adapting, Claudia got a job at the local diner where she caught Noah Stilinski's attention. The two started dating after a few months and were married a year later. Noah knew of Claudia's pregnancy before they dated but it didn't matter, he loved the boy. Mieczysław Stilinski was born April 08, 1995.

Over the years, Claudia would get flashes, glimpses into the life she had before she was badly beaten and left for dead. It was during one of these glimpses that she pieced together who the father of her son was. It was then her memories were recovered. She felt guilty for leaving Tig and staying gone when she could have gone back to him. Claudia missed the club but she did not miss the drama, the violence, so she stayed with Noah. She did write a letter to Tig, telling him about their son Stiles. She never got a response, she wasn't expecting one.

2004

With the recovery of her memories, also came her sickness. Claudia was suffering from Frontotemporal Dementia. A fatal disease that caused her perception of reality to deteriorate rapidly. She soon began suffering from Insomnia, an inability to distinguish dreams from reality, sleepwalking, sleep paralysis, irritability, and paranoia. This put a great deal of strain on both Claudia herself and her husband and son. Especially when the Dementia caused her to believe Stiles was trying to kill her.

Claudia ended up dying with her son, Stiles, at her bedside while her husband was dealing with a car accident victim at work. By the time Noah got to the hospital, Claudia had already passed. Stiles clung to Noah as he cried. The young boy had witnessed his mother's death, and he was alone.

Claudia's death put a wedge in the father and son's relationship. Stiles had learned he was not his father's son when he was 10. Noah, during a drunken episode, told the boy out of spite. Even though Noah still loved the boy, he sometimes resented him. Stiles would suffer panic attacks on various occasions, as well as bouts of sleepwalking that he soon grew out of.

Stiles met Scott in Kindergarten and they became inseparable. Scott McCall and his mother Melissa were godsends to the Stilinskis. Through Stiles' friendship with Scott, Melissa helped Noah pull himself together. Noah and Stiles' relationship became better, not perfect, but better. They all didn't realize in a few years their lives would be flipped upside down due to a bite…and a motorcycle club.

Still 2004

While several members of the MC were overseas in Belfast, a trusted member would be assigned as a housesitter. Making sure pets were fed, plants watered, and the like. Including checking the mail. One such time, a letter was delivered to Tig Trager. But he never got it. The letter had slid across the counter surface and fell between the wall and kitchen cabinet. The unsealed letter from Claudia Stilinski wouldn't be found until years later.

2011

Scott had finished washing his face and brushing his teeth before bed when he heard something outside. He looked out his bedroom window but couldn't see anything. Scott puts on a hoodie then grabs the baseball bat he hides behind his door before heading outside to find the source. Scott held the bat, ready to swing as he walked on the wrap-around porch still not seeing anything.

"Ahh!" Scott yelled when Stiles appeared hanging upside down from the roof. Stiles yelled back at Scott, "AAAHHHH!" Scott almost swung the baseball bat at Stiles head but realized who it was. "Stiles? What are you doing?" Scott tried to catch his breath. "You weren't answering your phone," Stiles still hung from the roof. "Look, I know it's late. But, my dad got called out. Every available officer and even State Police came in." Scott asked, "For what?" "A body was found," Stiles says as he jumps down from the roof onto the outside of the porch railing. "A dead body?" Scott questioned. "No, a body of water. Yes, a dead body," Stiles jumped over the railing onto the porch.

"Okay, then why the search party?" Scott was confused. Stiles was a little too excited, "That's the best part. They only found half. We're going." Stiles and Scott got into Roscoe, one of the few things Stiles had left from his mother, and drove to the reservation. Scott wasn't sure if this was a good idea or not but his best friend was so excited. As they got out of the jeep, Scott asked, "Are you sure we should be doing this?" Stiles grabbed a couple of flashlights, "You're the one that says nothing ever happens in this town." Scott is handed a flashlight, and they start walking through the woods.

After a few minutes of searching, Scott stops Stiles, "By the way, which half are we looking for?" "Huh? I'm not sure? All I know is the body was found by some joggers. A woman probably in her late twenties," Stiles starts walking again. Scott begins to question his friend's sanity, "Are we sure that whoever killed her isn't still out there?" "I didn't think of that," Stiles spots more flashlights. He points them out to Scott, "There's the search party. So, we'll go the other way."

Scott had to slow down and lean against a tree to catch his breath. He brought out his inhaler and took a puff, "Maybe the asthmatic should lead the way." Stiles kept on walking, "Come on, Scott." After taking another puff, Scott jogged to catch up to Stiles. Soon they came across a clearing that was eerily silent. That silence was broken by a herd of deer.

Stiles and Scott were knocked to the ground by the deer. They curled up into the fetal position, hoping not to get trampled. The herd finally passed and the boys stood. "I think we should head home now," Scott suggested. Stiles nodded and moved to head in the direction of his jeep when he lost his balance, rolling down a slope and landing near the top half of the body. Scott followed Stiles down at a slower pace but stopped when he saw the upper half of a woman.

The boys jumped back from the body and just stared in horror. They really didn't think they would actually find the body. They snapped out of their shocked state when a deep growl was heard not far from where they stood. Turning in the direction of the growl, the boys saw a massive creature with red eyes. Stiles whispered to Scott, "Get ready to run." Stiles pointed his feet to the left of the creature and was going to drag Scott with him then took off. Scott, however, went right.

The creature howled as he chased Scott, catching the boy easily. The creature knocked Scott down and bit him on the hip. Scott's pained yell could be heard for miles. The creature let go of Scott when Stiles tackled it. The creature and Stiles tumbled a few times with Stiles being pinned to the ground on his stomach. The creature sank his fangs into Stiles' shoulder, biting him as well. Then the creature just ran off to the surprise of Stiles and Scott.

Stiles slowly pushed himself up so he could stand without trying to injure himself even more. He tried to peer over his shoulder to look at the wound but couldn't get a good look at it. Scott held the wound on his hip as he stood, "Stiles?" "Yeah?" Stiles turned to Scott. "What just happened?" Scott was in pain. "We were attacked," Stiles held his shoulder. "I know that. But why did it just bite us then run off?" Scott hissed as he took a step. Stiles stepped next to his friend, "I don't know, Scott. Let's just patch ourselves up and get home. My dad is going to kill me if he finds out about this." "Same. My mom would freak," Scott agreed.

They made it back to Stiles' jeep and got out the first aid kit. Both cleaned and bandaged each other's wound before Stiles drove Scott home. Once home Stiles fell into bed and was asleep when his head hit the pillow. While the boys slept their bodies went through changes as the werewolf venom spread from the bite.

Stiles pulled Roscoe into the school parking lot. The sudden stop jolted his still sore shoulder. He had rebandaged it this morning and noticed the bite was almost healed. He sees Scott standing at the bike rack, "Alright, let's see this thing." Scott lifts his shirt and shows Scott his bandaged hip. A little bit of blood had seeped through but it wasn't actively bleeding. "Not too bad. Here, look at mine," Stiles tugs his shirt to show his bandage. Scott could see the wound didn't look as bad as last night, "Yours looks better than mine."

The boys made their way into the school, passing by the girl Stiles has a crush on. Normally he would acknowledge Lydia but this morning he was distracted with figuring out what bit him and Scott. "It must have been a wolf," Scott suggested. Stiles shook his head, "No, it couldn't have been." "Why not? It howled before it bit us. What else could it have been?" Scott asked. "Because there are no wolves in California. Not in like 60 years," Stiles adjusted his backpack as they walked into homeroom.

When the bell rang, both boys covered their ears. The sound hurt their now sensitive ears. The two boys heard a cell phone ring as if it was right next to them. Looking around for the source, they find it outside as they listen to both sides of the conversation. They learn the girl is new and can't find a pen. The new girl, Allison Argent, is led into their class by the principal. The rest of the day was spent trying to quell the headaches from their senses being overloaded. That night Stiles spent researching what was happening to them, the answer was unbelievable but nothing else fit…Werewolf.

AN: Tig won't meet Stiles for quite some time; around the time of the Kamina attacks.