Disclaimer: I do not own Teen Wolf or any of it's characters. If I did, Sterek would be canon.
A/N: Friendship blossoms with Stiles, Allison and Lydia. Plus Sheriff Stilinski!
The Hale Pack: Gossip Time
Unaware that just outside the house, hidden in the trees, the Alpha was watching. Eyes glowing red as it listened to the two wolves in the house.
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"So what's up?" Stiles asked sitting on the end of Allison's bed. Lydia and Allison sat side by side, leaning against the headboard. Lydia had her legs straight out, whereas Allison had one knee pulled up to her chest.
"You and Derek are so cute together!" Allison gushed immediately and Lydia looked as though she was analysing Stiles.
"Thanks? Was that all?" Stiles asked in confusion. "Cause you said that like thirty times at bowling."
"I don't know what you mean." Lydia replied in an airy tone, tilting her head slightly but before she could continue, Stiles rolled his eye and cut in.
"Lydia, come on, you can stop pretending to be a nitwit now." Lydia glared at him but he just continued. "Look, you can glare all you want, but it's just Ally and I here, if you're that worried about your reputation."
"What makes you think that I-"
"Lydia, before Derek came along, I had a crush on you! Like the biggest crush ever, since the third grade, so I know that somewhere behind that cold, lifeless exterior, there's an actual human soul. I'm pretty sure that I know just how smart you really are! And once you're done acting like a complete idiot, you will eventually go off and write some insane mathematical theorem that wins you the Nobel prize. So if you really want to pretend in front of your fake friends, who don't know the first thing about you, fine. But with me, Ally, Scott, hell, even Derek. You don't need to pretend. So just give it up."
Allison and Lydia exchanged shocked looks, but Allison still nodded at what Stiles said.
"A Fields Medal." Lydia corrected softly, thrown off at the revelation that rather than just ogling her all of these years, Stiles had actually seen her. That was something she hadn't expected.
"Huh?" Stiles asked and he and Allison looked at Lydia in confusion.
Lydia smirked at them and explained "Nobel doesn't have a prize for mathematics. The Fields Medal is the one I'll be winning." Lydia held her head high, her usual confidence back full force.
"Damn right." Allison agreed, nudging Lydia with her shoulder.
"That was actually one of the things that I wanted to talk to you about. I'd noticed your crush on me, I ignored it because I used to think you were a loser, no offense." Lydia stated with a shrug.
"None taken." Stiles said, rolling his eyes. "But only because you used past tense."
"So, how is it that one guy can completely obliterate a crush?" Allison asked, resting her chin on her knee.
"Well, the thing is, I'm not sure it was a crush." Stiles admitted and the girls shot him disbelieving looks. He raised his hands in defense. "Hear me out, okay? I think it was more admiration. Like I'd noticed how smart you are and your confidence, how you can be so intellectually brilliant and still remain fashionable, like you don't conform to the socially inept, shy, genius girl, or the dimwitted, selfish, fashionista bitch. Although you like to pretend that you're the latter." He smiled at Lydia's glare and Allison's giggle. "You mix up both and throw in a little something extra. Now that I've met Derek and realised that I am completely and utterly in love with him, I realise that you and I would make amazing friends and unstoppable partners in crime." Stiles finished with a grin.
Lydia stared at him, silently assessing him for a few moments as Allison looked on nervously. After a few minutes of tense silence, Lydia grinned, matching Stiles' own expression. "I agree." Allison squealed and grinned happily, then moved to grab Stiles and pulled him and Lydia into a semi-awkward group hug.
When they pulled away, Stiles was also settled against the headboard, Allison to his right and Lydia to his left.
"So, tell us everything!" Allison demanded. "We know Derek has the no sex rule, but you have to have done other stuff!"
"If you ask me, it's a stupid rule." Lydia stated rolling her eyes, Allison leaned over Stiles to lightly smack Lydia's arm.
"I think it's sweet and responsible." Allison argued, resulting in both Stiles and Lydia rolling their eyes at her.
"Oh, come on, it's not like he can get Stiles knocked up! And Stiles doesn't have any diseases, seeing as he's a virgin. If Derek has any-" Stiles jumped in "He doesn't" "he can just wrap up!" Lydia argued flicking her hair over her shoulder.
"But it's still illegal."
"So is whatever else they're doing, but you're not bitching about that!" Lydia stated with a triumphant grin.
Allison opened her mouth to argue, but closed it then sighed with resignation, before returning her full attention and excitement to Stiles. "So, tell us!"
The three of them proceeded to laugh and gossip until the early hours of the morning. They had shifted so that Stiles lying on his side across the length of the bed, near the end, faced directly opposite Allison. Lydia was now on her stomach, one hand supporting her chin, the other fiddling with the sheets. Allison was pretty much in the same position as she'd been in when Stiles arrived, except both knees were pulled to her chest now, crossed at the ankles.
"Allison!" Mrs. Argent scolded walking into the room in pajamas looking tired and annoyed, eyes narrowing when she noticed, not only Lydia, but Stiles sat on her daughters bed. "Allison, your friends need to go home."
"Aw, mum, come on, five more minutes? It's Saturday night and Stiles is telling us about his boyfriend!" Allison protested putting on her best puppy dog look. Victoria Argent wasn't convinced, however.
"No, Allison, it's 3am." The three teens gained wide eyed expressions of shock, pulling out their phones. Sure enough, it was exactly 3am. "Now, say goodbye to your friends."
"Wait, h-how are you guys getting home? Lydia, didn't Jackson drop you off?" Allison asked in concern.
"Yeah, but he's so not gonna pick me up now." Lydia sighed, feigning disappointment, she wasn't really bothered, but this way, she had a chance at getting an invite to spend the night.
"What about your parents?" Mrs. Argent asked, already catching on to the teenager's plan.
"Divorced." Lydia stated, rolling to her side. "Dad lives with his secretary, mum is on a vacation somewhere. Probably drunk."
"That's awful sweetheart." Victoria said sympathetically, knowing she wasn't going to win the battle. "It's late, why don't you stay the night." She turned to Stiles, "How will you be getting home?"
"I'll try calling my dad, he might still be at work." Stiles said with a shrug, unlocking his phone. He didn't have his jeep as he didn't want his dad to know he'd broken curfew. Derek had dropped him off at home after the date and he had chosen to run to Scott's house when he heard about Meyers, because he could do that now without getting tired, and then ran from there to Allison's house when he received her text.
"Sheriff Stilinski has been working so hard lately." Allison announced, tone casual but it was clear what she was trying to do.
"Do you have your father's personal number?" Victoria asked with a sigh. Stiles nodded and handed her his phone. She copied the number into her own phone, then pressed the call button and put the phone on speaker.
"Sheriff Stilinski, how can I help?" A tired voice answered after two rings.
"Hello, Sheriff, I'm Victoria Argent, my daughter is friends with your son, Stiles?"
"John," He corrected "Your daughter is Allison, right? Is everything okay Mrs. Argent?."
"Please call me Victoria, Yes, everything is fine, it's just that your son and another classmate of Allison's came over and seem to have lost track of time, both were dropped off at our house and have no way of getting home."
"Oh, I'm afraid I'm stuck at the office all night. I understand that you might be uncomfortable letting a teenage boy that you barely know stay at your house, but he's a good kid. He won't do anything. And just between you and me, he claims to have a thing for this girl Lydia, but I'm pretty sure he's got a crush on this guy I was talking to the other day."
"Stiles, your dad doesn't know about your boyfriend?" Lydia asked loudly, making sure the sheriff would hear.
"Boyfriend? Stiles why didn't you tell me? What's his name, son?" The sheriff asked, figuring out that he was on speaker.
"I-It's a l-long story d-dad" Stiles stuttered nervously, "I-I'll explain -t-t-tomorrow."
The Sheriff sighed. "Okay, So Victoria, would Stiles be okay to sleep on the couch, or something?" John asked hopefully and the teens all shot her a hopeful look.
"He can stay in the guest room, John, but I must insist that if he stays over again, I'll need more warning."
"Of course, thank you for your generosity Victoria. I have to get back to work now, but I hope you have a good night. Goodbye Victoria, Stiles, Allison and, uh, Lydia? Was that you?"
"Yup, goodnight sheriff." Lydia called, the other occupants of the room bid farewell to the Sheriff, Stiles taking the longest.
"Okay, Lydia you can stay in here with Allison, Stiles the guest room is down the hall, Allison can show you where. I'm trusting you all. I'm going to bed. You have five minutes to say goodnight, then I want you all asleep." Victoria announced, an edge of warning in her tone before she left the room.
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The next morning, Stiles was rudely awoken to two girls jumping on him. He screamed as they tackled him. The girls began tickling him, Stiles tried to wriggle away, only to hit his head on the headboard, rather hard. "Get off!" Stiles demanded. Both girls laughed, but did climb off of the bed.
"What a wonderful awakening." Stiles drawled sarcastically, then noticed Mr and Mrs Argent stood in the doorway watching in amusement. "Morning Mr and Mrs Argent, do you have any aspirin?" He asked, rubbing his head. It didn't actually hurt, but he needed to keep up appearances.
"Morning," Lydia greeted the Argents, before turning to Stiles. "Come on, don't be a wuss, and must you use sarcasm all the time?" She teased.
"Hey, I'm 147 pounds of pale skin and fragile bone, okay? Sarcasm and D-bear are my only defenses. Okay? And he isn't here right now." Stiles said, raising his hands defensively. Purposely on using Derek's initial, hoping that Allison and Lydia would go with it.
"D, is that your boyfriend?" Victoria asked suspiciously.
"Yup, obviously, that's just a nickname, though." He said with a smile, hoping that the Argents wouldn't make the connection to Derek. "I'm not quite ready to go public yet, which is why before someone" He glared at Lydia while climbing out of bed. "told my dad, only my closest friends knew, and Jackson."
Lydia rolled her eyes and Mr Argent spoke up for the first time that morning. "Okay, so if you kids want to get dressed, separately, then come downstairs, breakfast will be ready in about 20 minutes. Stiles, Lydia, the two of you can't stay long, Allison needs to help get the house ready."
"For what?" Allison asked confused and curious.
"Your aunt Kate's coming to stay with us for a while."
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Later that day, Stiles was sitting opposite his dad at the kitchen table. Both Stilinski's were quiet, unsure how to start the conversation.
"Is it Hale?" The Sheriff asked finally, causing Stiles to choke on air. "I saw the way the two of you were looking at each other, that day at the station. Then a little birdy told me that they saw the two of you being all coupley on a group date, bowling? Was it?"
"Yeah, it's him." Stiles admitted softly looking at his hands.
"Is-" The sheriff sigh and looked at his son in concern. "Is he forcing you?" Stiles' head shot up in shock and he shook his head violently.
"No dad, I swear to you! I really care about him and he cares about me. Plus he made a rule about no sex until 18! And if he did try anything, I'd call you straight away, I swear!" Stiles rambled immediately, hoping his dad would believe what he was saying.
After a few moments, John nodded "Okay, I wish you had told me yourself, though, son." Stiles looked down guiltily. "Call Derek, tell him to be here at 7 for dinner. I've got the night off and want to get to know him." Stiles smiled and nodded, pulling out his phone. "Once you've done that, you're gonna tell me all about how you met!"
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Stiles and Derek sat next to each other at the table, John sat opposite them. Pleasant chatter was held through the meal, Shepherd's Pie, courtesy of Stiles.
"This meal is delicious Sheriff!" Derek praised honestly.
"Please, call me John, Derek. And thank Stiles, he's the one who cooked." John said, a hint of bragging in his voice. "So, Derek, Stiles told me you two met midsummer? You were helping him out when his Jeep broke down?" John asked casually.
"Yeah, that's right." Derek said, nodding in agreement. The sheriff's eyes narrowed.
"Really?" Derek and Stiles exchanged concerned looks. "Because after I interviewed you, I checked your whereabouts prior to the body being found. Standard procedure, and according to several witnesses, your credit card and phone's GPS, ever since you left with your sister 6 years ago, you hadn't stepped foot within a five mile radius of Beacon Hills until a half hour before the body was found. And the coroner says that she was killed at least two hours before she was found. I hate bringing up your sister like this, Derek, but I need to know the truth about you and my son."
John shot a demanding look to Derek and Stiles, who both looked nervous. The wolves looked at each other and Derek nodded to Stiles. It was the only way. "Dad," Stiles said softly, looking at the elder Stilinski. "There's something you should know..."
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Later that night, it was 2am in Beacon Hills, the town was almost silent, most of its residents were at home, sleeping, unaware that a familiar face was rejoining their community.
A woman drove through the town, listening to the radio, scoffing at the 'Animal attacks' being reported on the nightly news. She switched to a music station and proceeded to check her reflection in the rear view mirror. Getting caught up in the music, she didn't notice the red eyed creature running alongside her car. Hearing noises, she looked around, seeing nothing, she faced the front again, only to find herself on the wrong side of the road and heading straight for another car. Swerving out of the way, and stopping by a stop sign, she gasped for breath.
"Nice driving, Kate," The woman muttered. "Nice."
Thump.
Something landed on the roof of her car. Kate looked up, startled. She reached behind her, to the back seat, when the window next to her smashed, and a clawed paw reached through. She screamed as the creature gripped her arm. Kate grabbed a rifle from the back seat and shot at the creature. She opened the passenger side door and rolled out of the car. She landed in a crouch and cocked and aimed the gun. Standing up, she looked around for the wolf. "Come on!"
Kate fired a shot into the air and hollered "Come on!"
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Stiles was tucked into Derek's side that night in a makeshift bed on the Hale living room floor, tear streaks staining his cheeks. Both were only wearing their underwear, sleeping peacefully, when the Alpha howled, startling the mates from their sleep. They hurried out of 'bed', pulling on clothes, minds set on catching the Alpha.
Meanwhile, across town, Allison Argent was sleepily confronting her dad about where he was heading off to.
"What's going on?"
"Your aunt Kate just texted, we're heading out to pick her up." He explained calmly, hoping Allison would drop it and go back to bed.
"But it's 2 in the morning, is everything okay?" Allison's tone was filled with concern.
"No, no, she's just having a little car trouble." Chris assured his daughter.
"Not serious is it?"
"No, just a flat tire, go back to bed, sweetheart." Allison complied to her father's request without complaint, satisfied with her answers.
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Derek knelt down, noticing blood on the floor. The Alpha was injured. Derek stood, analysing the scent properly now that he had a better sample. Stiles knelt to do the same while Derek scanned the area. His eyes fell on the Alpha, who snarled at him before leaping away. Unable to control his rage at his sister's killer, he chased after the Alpha without thinking, scaling the building.
"Derek!" Stiles whisper yelled. "Derek get back here!" Derek ignored him and continued chasing the Alpha. Stiles was about to follow when he noticed her. A woman with an assault rifle, aiming her weapon at Derek. Stiles turned to call out a warning, but it was too late. Derek was jumping over a gap between two buildings when the shot went off and he went down. Stiles started to run to Derek, when someone grabbed his arm from the shadows. Stiles turned to attack, claws lengthening when a familiar voice spoke up.
"Dude, it's just me." Scott whispered urgently.
"Scott." Stiles breathed out in relief. Stiles turned his head, noticing a car pull up beside the woman, who was probably a hunter. "You go listen in to what's going on, see if we can figure this out. I need to check on Derek." Scott nodded, rushing over to the fence.
Stiles heard Derek groan in pain and speed up his pace. When he finally reached his lover, his wolf became restless, howling in pain and whimpering at the sight. He knelt down next to Derek and gently pulled up his sleeve, to investigate the wound.
The wound itself didn't look too bad, it was the fact that the bullet was glowing blue that concerned him.
"Wolfsbane." Derek gasped out in pain. Eye's moist from unshed tears, Stiles stared at Derek in shock and fear, aware of what that meant. Derek was dying.
"No." Stiles whispered, shaking his head. "No I can't lose you too!"
Scott ran over to them. "The car, it was Mr. Argent!" Scott gasped. "The woman who shot you is his sister!"
"Kate," Stiles whispered, eyes widening as he glanced from Scott to Derek, just catching the look of recognition on Derek's face.
Scott didn't register that Stiles knew her name and continued "She said that you don't have more than 48 hours! Why? She only got your arm."
"It's a different kind of bullet." Derek gasped, It's poisoning me, when the infection reaches my heart, it'll kill me"
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Allison squealed in excitement, running into her aunt's room. Kate squealed in response and pulled Allison into a tight hug. "Wow, I don't see you for a year and you turn into a freaking runway model?!" Kate gasped in disbelief, Allison giggled, sitting on the bed. "Ugh, I hate you." Kate said but without any heat.
"I haven't even showered yet." Allison groaned and hid her head in her arms.
"Sweetie, you're a knockout. In fact, I hope you have boys knocking each other's teeth out for your attention!"
"I kinda have one" Allison admitted softly with a shy smile and a blush on her face.
"You kinda have one? Well you should kinda have a million!" Kate replied in a whisper, causing them both to giggle.
Allison decided to change the subject and reached for Kate's duffel bag. "Do you need some help unpacking?" Only to have Kate grab her arm tightly.
"No, not that one!" Kate barked immediately. Guiding Allison's hand away, Kate then let go and sighed "See, you turn out beautiful and I end up with this kung foo death grip!" Allison giggled and Kate took a moment of relief.
"Sorry sweetie, I didn't mean to be so rough!" Kate apologised, heading to the bathroom to put things away.
"No worries." Allison assured sweetly. "Hey, is everything okay with your car?"
"Uh, yeah, I just needed a jump start. That's all." Kate called from the bathroom, unaware of Allison's face now taking on a confused and suspicious expression.
"A jump start?"
"Yeah sweetie, everything's fine." Kate assured, returning to the room.
"Okay, that's good." Allison smiled, standing up. "I'm gonna go get ready for school." She announced pointing towards the door.
"Okay, do you need a ride?" Kate asked her niece pleasantly.
"No, Stiles is picking me and Lydia up. He'll be here in an hour and a half though, so I'd better get ready." Allison informed her with a smile, but she was still slightly suspicious.
"Oh, is he the 'the boy'?" Kate asked with a grin, causing Allison to laugh.
"No, Stiles is seeing someone else-"
"That doesn't mean anything sweetie he co-"
"A guy, aunt Kate. He's gay." Allison stated with a small smirk, Kate's eyes widened slightly. Yes, Allison knew that Stiles was actually Bisexual, but she knew that attempting to explain that to her aunt would allow the woman the opportunity to imply something more between them. Besides, Stiles wouldn't mind, he had said as much that night he and Lydia had stayed over. He outright told both girls that they could refer to him as Gay or Bi, as he himself used both to refer to himself, mentally and online.
"Okay then." Was her aunt's response, satisfied that she wasn't getting ideas about Allison's friendship with Stiles, Allison smiled in content then bid Kate farewell as she left to get ready for school.
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Stiles fought to control his expression as he drove himself, Allison and Lydia to school. Inserting a comment into the conversation here and there. His mind was elsewhere and he couldn't seem to focus it.
It didn't take long to reach the school, also known as the last place he wanted to be right now. But Derek insisted. Besides Scott and/or Stiles needed to get into Allison's house and retrieve another bullet because, apparently, the wolfsbane in it could be both a poison and a cure, if you used it right.
Stiles smiled at the girls and announced, "Welcome to hell!"
Allison giggled and Lydia rolled her eyes. The three of them climbed out of the Jeep, ignoring the stares from the other students who were clearly confused as to why two beautiful, popular girls were riding to school with Stiles.
They were about to head into school, when Stiles' phone started ringing. "Gimme a sec, guys." The girls nodded and walked a few paces away, chatting idly.
Stiles' heart sped up when he looked at the caller ID. He answered the phone nervously. "D-dad?"
"Hi, son. Look, I don't have much time before work, but I just wanted to apologise for how I reacted."
Stiles shook his head, even though he knew that his dad couldn't see him. "No, I understand dad, it's a lot to take in."
John chuckled. "Yeah. I haven't fully accepted it yet, that may take a while, but for the meantime, I accept enough to listen and be there for you as much as I can. I love you son, no matter what."
"I love you too, dad." Stiles said, smiling, while fighting back tears. "Thank you."
A/N: So... What'd you think? I'm on a 2 week break now, so I'll be able to upload more frequently :)
MissTigerLily1013: Sorry that there isn't as much this chapter (or any really :/), but fear not, it will return! x
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Mangy: Thank you, that's what I was going for :) Yeah, me too, so I'm gonna bring the real Lydia forward sooner than in the show. Because when she's not pretending, she's insanely awesome! In my opinion. I hope you like this chapter x
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