Save Them All: Stiles Stilinski's Rebirth

Allison's gaze shifts as she nods her head firmly in agreement, "Now that I know what she did …I can't condone her actions. She's sick. She needs help."

"And prison time" I interrupt her

"Do you always have to get a word in?" A mildly annoyed tone filters out from her

"I'm a smart mouth. When you are 147 pounds of pale skin and fragile bones. Sarcasm is a great defense"

"You don't seem. Quite defenseless anymore" Allison eye's me up and down.

My hands immediately cover my ċhėst, in the same way a maiden who has been peeped at would,

"Hey! Where are you looking!?"

She scoffs and just rolls her eyes.

"You know I've been going completely stir crazy with no one to talk to" I say

"Yeah I know what you mean, It's like I can't get my mind to shut off" She yawns. "Case in point."

"You can take a nap here, if you want?" I offer, "I'll be downstairs, I won't bother you. I'd suggest going home but I'll need you to keep your crazy aunt distracted while I deal with peter"

Allison breaks into a half-smile "I'll be your back-up" She blinks languidly and yawned again rubbing her eyes, slipping down a little further down on the bed.

"Do you need a extra pillow or anything?" I get to my feet and open my closet door, turning around giving her an expectant look.

Allison's lashes flutter a little as she struggles to keep her eyes open, "I could use an extra one" She requests softly.

As Allison takes the extra pillow she tucks it under her head. Looking around the room one last time she huffs as she leaves a little laugh.

"Something the matter?" My eyebrows raise as I wonder what she finds so funny.

"No no… If I was having any doubts about you before looking around your room sort of confirmed who you really are" Staring at me she speaks with absolute certainty, "You're stiles. The same Stiles. The one I knew. The one from my time. The Lydia obsessed geek albeit a bit hotter. You're really the same one. It's such …. A relief to have someone that

knows exactly what I've been through"

Smiling I can't help myself "You really think I'm hot?"

"You are such an idiot Stilinksi" She breaks into a smile

"A hot idiot. Your own words. Anyway I'm going to lay on the couch for a bit. We have a long night ahead. Sweet dreams argent" .

She nods softly as she makes herself comfortable.

........

"Wow! That's so cool. Where did you get it?" She asks

"From a friend… You got a message from your dad?"

"Yeah, my aunt's plane just landed. She's on her way to our home. He needs me home in 30."

Walking to her, I grab her hand "You might be a little nauseous"

"Huh"

*Te-Li-Port*

The world seems to shake as the portal transfers us from my living room into the general area of the warehouses near where the supposed confrontation is to take place.

Allison is heavy heaving. First time with instantaneous travel. It can be a little demanding on the body.

"W-What was that?" She can bȧrėly speak as she tries to understand what happened

Ignoring her shocked expression, I answer nonchalantly "Magic."

Focusing my senses , my nose and ears try and catch any hint of Peter out there.

It's eerily quiet…. I then hear the leaves rustle. It appears we arrived just at stand-off point in

the confrontation.

*Bang*

The sound of gunfire, a shotgun is then heard. Waking Allison up into a state of alert.

"Hold on tight!" I order as she grabs onto my hand.

Shifting we make it to a cut off point, in between Peter and Kate.

In the distance I can see Peter climb over a roof top, as he snarls down at someone and then he jumps and vanishes off into the night. That doesn't hold my attention, Derek appears and chases in his direction.

Just as Kate is about to take another shot at Derek. I give Allison a look signalling for her to intervene.

"AUNT!" She screams

This causes Kate to lose focus just long enough that see loses Derek. "Ally, what are you doing here?"

The sound of another car arriving stops Kate and her line of question in its tracks before she can go any further.

Out of the grew Jeep steps a blonde haired blue eyes 6ft male who looks to have been quite the heart-throb back in the day.

Shit… Chris Argent!

He does not look happy to see his sister and just as he is about to chew her out he spots his daughter and decides to hold his tongue.

"Ally?"

"Hey dad" She responds as if it is an everyday occurrence

He sighs heavily , "Don't hey dad me, what are you doing here?"

"Uhmmm"

"Allison, where did you go?" Pretending to be a nervous teenager who lost his companion, I act a bit neurotic as I wipe myself off after fake stumbling as I bump into Chris on purpose.

"Sorry"

"Allison, who is this?" he snarls in a protective dad manner

Kate however seems to have forgotten all about her werewolf hunting and turns into an excited gossipy aunt.

"It's obviously her little boyfriend Chris. Hmm" She gives me a once over "And by the looks of it she has great taste. Two thumbs up!"

I turn to see her teasing a blushing Allison. If I didn't know how mental she was I might actually like her. I mean it's no wonder Derek fell for her charms, her brunette her has shades of light blonde which shapes her face while her French features us a mixture of mysterious and seductive charms.

Reaching out my hand to Chris, I offer my greetings

"Hi… I'm Stiles. Stiles Stilinski. The Sheriff's Son and resident welcome committee to beacon Hills"

Taken back by my sonny disposition he seems a bit uncomfortable, while Ally just rolls her eyes knowing that I'm acting the way I am to just annoy her Dad.

"What were you two doing this side of town? At this time of the night?" He asks again.

Allison whose quite quick on her feet offers a fairly decent excuse, "Stiles and I were walking to his car, when we heard a gun shot."

"And you ran towards the gunfire!?" Chris says quite worked up. Well I get were he is coming from.

Raising my hand, I attempt to speak. He looks annoyed at me already, "Yes. Speak."

"Thank you… that would be my fault sir. I kind of freaked out and just started dragging Allison in any direction"

"Okay" He seems to accept that, "And what were you doing at 2am in the woods?"

"Studying!" Allison and I reply in unison. Why that was the first thing that came to our minds at the same time. Is really a wonder.

Chris obviously has something else on his mind while Kate chuckles, "I'm sure it was some very hands on studying. Aaaah what I would give to be a teenager again!"

"Whatever" Chris just shrugs off, "Allison say goodbye to your Friend" He stresses the last word before adding, "and you, stiles right? We are going to have to invite you over for supper one night. I have to right to know who my daughter is studying with"

"Yes sir" I give him a military salute which just pisses him off. I always loved messing with the uptight never relaxing always super serious hunter.

With that very warm goodbye. the 3 Argents head into the distance leaving me in their dust.

As they say however there is no rest for the wicked. As at the edge of my hearing, I can pick up on

Derek's grunting in pain panting heavily. It seems that the new Alpha and the beta had a confrontation and predictably the beta lost.

I immediately dash straight over to the reeling sour-wolf. The tall, muscular man whose chisled Jaw , perfectly groomed beard and olive skin is now dyed with blood.

Sheesh Peter he's your nephew. Would it kill you to go a little easy on him.

"Hey," I hold my hands up and out, "I'm here to help"

His eyes are glowing an electric blue, the sign of a werewolf that's taken an innocents life.

It's cold.

"Please, calm down" I beg, "I'm here to help"

I slowly inch towards him as he stares at me, while holding onto his side which has been clawed open and is gushing blood. Feeling that there is nothing else to lose the blue fades, and his natural eye colour shines through.

God he looks so young. I'm so used to Derek playing the broody older brother that I often forget all the crap he went through. He looks almost broken and it's going to get worse for him. First, he will be called to identify Laura's body, then find out it was his uncle who killed her and that Kate Argent used him in order to kill his family.

I reach over and signal for him to show me the wound. Slowly moving his hand, he winces in pain but grits his teeth.

I then enchant the healing spell and almost instantaneously his wound closes and seals as if he never suffered any injury before. The only evidence of it ever being there is his bloody attire.. His white shirt is full on red at this point.