ANOTHER STORY ANOTHER TIME

CHAPTER TWENTY SIX * AURA

As his new A.S.U.I. team members exited the room, Stiles sat still watching Stetson and Harrison in particular. The funny thing during this, was the fact Michael was watched the General watch Stiles. 

"Are we on or off record?" the General looked at him, 

"Off, son what's wrong?" Michael looked at Stiles, 

"I believe Stiles here may have a few off the record questions." Stiles slowly nodded his head yes. 

"Sir I feel good about Stetson he listens to everything I say and he never shows any doubt and is willing to take us at face value, but Harrison is very unwilling to believe until you prove it to him and if we're in the middle of an emergency we may not have the time to prove to him that something could be lethal, and Sir you just can't have that when dealing with Sup's." John looked at Stiles with a confused expression. 

"Sups?" Michael jumped in, 

"It stands for Supernatural Beings." The General sat there a moment, then started to stand. 

"Honestly Stiles his apprehensions may give the team another way to see things, I'm gonna hold off on pulling him from the project, let's see how he does after Thursday night's show and tell." Stiles looked at his superior officer with agreement. Both soldiers stood and locked pinkie as another small shock hits their systems. 

"How is there so much static build up, that one almost hurt." Stiles pulled his hand free of Michaels. John turned to them, 

"These rooms are soundproof and static proof due to the sensitive equipment that's coming tomorrow." John looked at the two men, the words started to make literal since now, the prophecy:

"The one and the third coming together""" He smiled at the men and left the room with his thoughts still his thoughts.

Stiles walked down the steps, as he walked by Corporal Perry he smiled, 

"Thank you, Corporal." She had a very fake smile on her face, 

"Just doing the job I'm assigned First Sergeant." As she walked away Stiles could smell her disdain for him. He stood there and watched her walk up the stairs to the Generals office. Turning around Stiles almost runs into Jacob standing there waiting for him. 

"First Sergeant could I have a word with you?" Stiles took Jacob's hand out of Isaac's and walked him to one of the love seats in the waiting room. 

"Jacob, if we are away from big wigs, please call me Stiles." Jacob smiled, "Ok" he said politely. 

"So how can I help you?" His eyes started to tear up, 

"If I get discharged due to my eyesight, Could I be part of your civilian team." Stiles looked around thinking,

 "Well as an argument for me to keep you, if it comes to that, what would you contribute?" Jacob lowered his voice, 

"I can't see a clear picture, but I have been seeing flashes, kind of like luminous body around the solid one, but I see them in colors, mostly it gives away the mood of the person." Stiles looked amazed,