Baby|| Stiles Stilinski

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Baby woke as Derek and Cora burst through the doors. He just have only been out a minute or so but it was still far too long. Cali was bleeding on the floor. Ethan and Aidan unconscious a few feet away from her, still in their combined Wolf form. Their hearts beating slowly as their body tried to heal. Baby groaned and sat up. Whatever magic Jennifer had used was wearing off but the after effects made him aches like he had been hit by a truck. He pushed himself to his feet, wincing at his aching muscles, and staggered across the floor to where Lydia had fallen.

She was crumpled in a state of shock on the floor. Her screaming having left her drained and pale. Baby bent down at her side as Cora hurried over and helped sit her up. "Lydia", he gently shook her shoulder. "Are you okay?"

"Baby", Lydia whimpered. She was still trembling like a newborn foal. "You need to find Stiles. I don't know why but stiles needs you at the Nemeton". Behind him, Derek and Jennifer were talking. The two of them ignoring the rest of the room.

"But I can't leave you here", Baby replied. He could feel his strength returning. The aches disappearing as the night grew darker and his powers strengthened.

"The lunar eclipse", Lydia whispered. "They need you. I'll be fine. Go".

Baby turned sharply to Cora. She nodded at him. "I'll look after her. I promise".

"You'd better", he grumbled as he stood. He spared Lydia a reassuring smile as he began stretching. It was going to be a long run.

"If she dies, I'll kill you myself", he warned Cora. Then he threw himself through the massive glass window. The glass tinkling around him as he fell. (He could do that trick too Jennifer). As soon as his feet hit the ground, he was off. The world becoming a blur of light as he began running into the woods.

It didn't take long for him to pick up Stiles' scent. The boy must have been in his jeep as his scent followed the roads. Baby darted and flipped over cars and traffic. The closer it grew to the lunar eclipse, the faster he went. He could feel his power thrumming in him like a bass the beats becoming faster and faster as he pushed himself further. It was a high. An adrenaline rush so strong that he laughed aloud.

There! He skidded to a stop next to a familiar blue jeep. The engine was smoking and the bonnet was slightly caved in from where it had collided with a tree. "Stiles!" Baby ripped open the door. He underestimated his strength and tore the door solidly off its hinges. He dropped it in surprise. "Stiles!"

"Fuck", stiles groaned. He was bleeding sluggishly from a cut to his head. Baby watched as he blinked at him dazedly. "Did you just rip my door off?"

"Yeah but there's no time for that", Baby half climbed in the truck to pull stiles out. The smell of blood was strong and he swallowed reflexively as he helped Stiles scramble out. "We've got to go and save your dad remember?"

Stiles blinked and his eyes went wide as comprehension dawned. He glanced up at the moon. "Shit it's almost the eclipse". He half scrambled into the jeep again and pulled out a aluminium baseball bat, gripping it in both hands. He turned to Baby with a set expression. The blood dripping into his eyes. Baby had to restrain his arms so as not to reach up and wipe it away.

"You're bleeding", Baby murmured, silver eyes wide. Stiles looked confused for a second then he gently touched the cut, hissing in pain.

"Oh, yeah. I hit my head in the crash".

"Can I?" The words were off Baby's tongue before he could stop himself. He took a step back in sudden panic as the hunger reared his head. More powers meant more hunger. Shit.

Stiles looked confused. Then comprehension dawned. He scowled and waved a finger. "No biting".

Baby actually whined. The smell of blood was so tantalising. His mouth was salivating and he could feel his fangs pressing into his skin. "I won't bite. I promise. It's just- you're bleeding", his voice was almost pleading. Desperation combined with panic and the stress of the night actually made him want to sob. "Please".

Stiles looked around at the dark woods. The trees only illuminated by the headlights of the truck. Around them the storm crackled, wind tugging at their clothes. "Urgh fine. But make it quick", he groaned. "We need to get to the root cellar".

"Thank you, thank you", Baby babbled as he skipped closer. As soon as he was close enough to touch, Stiles stiffened and closed his eyes. He was obviously preparing for something harsh and sudden. Baby made sure that his touch was gentle as he rested his hands on Stiles' cheeks. He lightly tilted Stiles' head forwards. Both boys were the same height so Baby didn't need to reach up far. He craned forwards and pressed his lips to the wound. Head wounds bled a lot. Immediately the flavour burst on his tongue and he sighed. It was delicious. Stiles made a noise of surprise as Baby kissed along the blood trail down his forehead. Lips and tongue cleaning away the blood. When it was gone, he swiped his tongue over the wound.

"Um", Stiles muttered as he opened his eyes, baby pulling back. "That was probably one of the weirdest things to ever happen to me".

Baby grinned, the taste still on his lips. "Thank you. The smell was so bloody distracting". He chuckled as his own pun.

"Right", stiles shouldered his bat. "Come on. We don't have much time". He began jogging into the trees. Baby following behind him with a giddy smile.

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"Whoa! Careful!" Baby yelped. He grabbed Stiles by the back of his shirt and pulled him to a stop just as another piece of ground crumbled in front of them. The Nemeton was a few feet ahead of them. The massive tree stump almost and island surrounded by crumbing dirt. "It's not good. The ground is caving in".

"Fuck!" Stiles huffed. "Can you hear them?"

Baby could. He chilled hear their heartbeats and the panicked breathing. "Yeah. They're still down there. Isaac's holding up the roof but"- His words were cut off by a loud curse. Stiles was staring at the sky. The moon was gone, blocked out. Instantly baby staggered back as power rushed through him. His eyes were glowing. The whites fading into black as the silver sparked. Black veins expanded out like cracks on his skin around his eyes and his fangs lengthened. He inhaled deeply. It was almost too much.

"Hey!" Stiles was clicking his fingers in his face. "Baby! Earth to Baby".

Baby blinked lazily at him, mind warring against the instinct to push Stiles down and tear his throat out. "Baby! We need to get down there". Not sooner than Stiles had spoken then the ground shifted again. A huge crack appeared, leading into darkness and voices became audible.

"Down there!" Stiles scrambled forwards, pulling Baby by his wrist. They slid down the rock in a tumble of limbs, and into the remains of the root cellar just as Issac's power failed. The roof began to drop and Stiles shoved his baseball bat between it and the floor. The metal serving as a pillar and stopping the cave in.

Sheriff Stilinski, Ms McCall, a man who looked to be Allison's dad, Allison and Issac all stared at them. Baby waved and grinned at them. All of them blinking in shock at the fangs. "I always said aluminium was better than wood", Sheriff Stilinski sighed. Stiles threw his arms around his father in relief.

"Outta the way", Baby muttered, pushing the father and son aside. "I only have a short window to do this, so let's get a move on". He crawled over to the crack where they rolled in. It was big enough for two skinny boys but not big enough for a werewolf and two full grown men. He put his hands to the rock and pushed. It was heavy, very heavy. Grunting with the effort, he slowly moved the rock back, forcing the crack wider. A cry sounded out and he caught the roof with one hand. Arms straining at the weight.

"Get out! Move!" He shouted. Immediately Stiles began pulling his dad out. Allison and Issac helping Ms McCall and Mr Argent as they all crawled up over the rock and into the open air.

"A vampire Alison?" He heard Mr Argent ask in surprise. "You never told me about there being a vampire in your friend group".

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I know the video says Newtmas but guys, the chemistry.