Senior Year is here and Stiles fears that he'll lose his friends after graduation. Suddenly, Theo Raeken, a guy from his and Scott's past and now a werewolf, arrives claiming to look for a pack. Scott quickly welcomes him but Stiles instantly feels...
Noah Stilinski could barely make out where he was or how long he had been there. All he could make was the sharp pain he felt at his side and the sticky feeling of his own blood on his hands. His mind wandered to try and make sense of how he ended up here.
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Earlier, he had had gone to the Raeken house to try and get some answers after he got that call from Rafael McCall. As soon as he got there, the Sheriff knew that something was immediately off. For one thing, Noah noticed that this home hardly had any photos anywhere. Any that he did spot, were of Theo but they seemed pretty recent. Not one of their daughter, Theo's sister Tara. He did manage to spot one framed photo in the living room of the Theo with his parents, but it also looked recent and Noah felt the smiles were too well done around the parents, like they were trying a little too hard. Just like they seemed to have tried hard to be smile as they had welcomed him to their kitchen. They soon got to talking and after about an hour, Noah had them contacting Theo and telling him to come on back home as the Sheriff wanted to talk to him. When they heard him get back, Noah quickly took note how nervous and scared they were, not even bothering to keep up the happy and friendly fascade anymore.
"Mr. Stilinski, what's going on?" Theo asked as he came into the room.
Noah could see that Theo was trying to keep up his little act but Noah had no more patience for it as he drew his gun and pointed it right at him. "It's Sheriff Stilinski right now, and to what's all this about, I think that's something you should be explaining, don't you?"
Theo rose his hands up in the air with a flushed look coming over him. "Uh, Sheriff, I don't know what you're talking about?"
"I got a very interesting call earlier today, from Scott's father. Did you know that he's an FBI agent?"
He nodded. "Yeah, I did. What's that got to do with anything?"
"Oh, well it turns out, Stiles had gone behind all of our back and reached out to him and asked for a favor."
Theo kept his hands raised and expression soft, but the air around him seemed to heat a bit. "A favor?"
"Yeah, and surprisingly, McCall actually went and came through."
Sharing what McCall had found, that records of Theo and his parents seemed to have vanished barely a month after they had left Beacon Hills eight years ago. Not only that but he had cross-checked all the information on the application forms that Theo had submitted to the school and while it was enough to fool the school, it was quickly found to be false when checked by the federal database.
Theo tried to still defend himself and think that this all was just a big mistake but Noah responded by slamming his son's ID card on the table.
"You remember your sad, and tragic tale of meeting Donovan at the school that night? The school logs in when ID cards are used. That night, my son's ID card was used first, and then yours. When I asked Stiles about it, he said he lost it days ago. But, the hospital's cleaning staff found it in the trash just the other day, after I had asked him about it. If he tried to hide it, that means he was trying to protect someone. I doubt it was you he was protecting. Or that called the station, as that missing from your story." He then pulled the safety on his gun back. "That wasn't you in that story, that was my son. He used your card to chase him into the school, which he got when you gave it to him. To set him up to be killed or to kill him."
