ANOTHER STORY ANOTHER TIME

EPILOGUE

Stiles had managed to fall asleep on their short ride from the hospital to his new home the Stilinski pack house. Stiles allowed Michael and Derek to have the house built, Derek was thinking of building a replica of his old home, though he had changed his mind, he thought that it was time to live for the future not the past. He wanted it to be Stiles pack house. He was finally going to be able to live with out the constant fear of hurting everyone around him, plus he and Scott would be able to aid Stiles with creating this new dynamic.

The building was basically a mansion. It was a three story log cabin. There was enough parking space for at least twenty cars. To the right of the building facing forward was the garage home, then the basketball/ volleyball/ tennis court. A ten lane Olympic half size pool was behind the garage, with the pool house on the other end of the pool. The main house has six bedrooms, a training room and a house meeting room. The bedrooms are all set up in a suit style to allow for bathroom privacy. Each room is also sound proofed which was an added complication, considering the log cabin design, but the military had the way to do it. The house has a large porch on first floor left side that covered the front to the back where the additional wing was added to the floor plan. The wing was for the new non members and new trainee's, these rooms are not sound proofed. The main garage has three bed rooms and set up like a house, with the garage as its first floor, and a secret entrance for the occupant. The pool house has three bedrooms, two on the first floor and one on the second. The changing rooms for the pool are under the building but not connected to it. From the front the buildings over looked the lake, with the boat house of to the right.

Stiles and Michaels room was placed dead center of the building for safety reasons. Michael had chosen the furniture during his stay in the hospital, and like wise decorated the bedroom and the main house himself, Individual rooms were designed by their occupants. Michael looked at Stiles eyes as they widened in each room he went.

 "Come here you." Michael pulled Stiles in for a hug, "We finally did it, it was a long road getting from there to here." Stiles grinned as Michael finished his sentence. Michael looked at him as he shook his head grinning

. "Quit quoting Star Trek, you dork." Stiles smiled,

 "But you like this dork." Michael shook his head no, Stiles eyes drooped.

 "I love you dork." At that moment they knew they were home, finally this was their home. Stiles pulled out a small glass heart, he walked into the main gathering room, jumped up on the fireplace and placed it in the center of the mantle. Together both men were finally happy.

Stiles was going to be a pack leader. He wanted to create a new dynamic, but it was to be a team effort, especially since there was a military involvement now. Three days after coming home, Stiles watched the last moving truck leave. He wanted to have a dinner for his family and discuss his plans for the property he owned. It was going to be a hard struggle to get the military and his civilian team to work as one, but his future was inevitably attached forever to the Supernatural.