Until The End Of Time

Chapter 1 Recovery

After the infection hit the school at the PSAT's the pack was scattered and was recovering from the experience which brought 3 of them close to death. Stiles was sitting at home with his head in his hands trying to figure out what to say Malia next time he saw her. Hell he didn't even know if he was going to see Malia again, she had figured out that the pack had been keeping that she was a Hale from her. Stiles' dad walked into the room and saw him on his bed looking confused and regretful and he decided to speak up.

"Stiles, what's wrong? Is it something that happened at the school?" He leant on door frame as he watched the fragile boy trying to form an answer.

"Oh, hi dad, it's nothing don't worry about it." He wiped a forming tear away from the corner of his eye and looked up at his dad.

"Stiles you know you can tell me anything, ask me anything. I'm here if you need me." Stiles smiled for a second before his face reverted to an emotionless state.

"Dad, what would you do if you were keeping something from someone you love, something to do with their family, but for good reason and they found out."

"Well it depends how big the secret was. I'm sure if the person loves you back they will understand; maybe they just need a bit of time." Stiles' dad said as he sat beside his son on his bed.

"Thanks dad that really helps." Stiles replied as he gave his dad a tight hug. His dad got up and moved towards the door, but before he could get out of the door he thought of something else.

"Stiles, if you're that worried about it then I'm sure Scott won't mind you asking. Remember he had to hide his secret from 2 of the most important people in his life, Melissa and Allison." The Sheriff removed himself from the room to let his son think. Stiles collapsed on his huge bed and his soft pillows. He skimmed over the events of the day in his head and decided he felt like talking to someone so he called one of the few people he felt like talking to.

"Lydia, you there?" A tone of sadness slipped through his voice and Lydia heard t immediatley

"Yeah I'm here Stiles. Is something wrong?"

"I was wondering if I could come round and talk to you, everyone else seems busy."

"Sure Stiles that's no problem."

"Thanks Lydia. I'll be round in a few.

It was about 10 minutes later when Lydia stammered over to her door as she heard it ring.

"Hey Stiles come in." Stiles saw Lydia's mom at the end on the hall sitting at the bench.

"Thanks Lydia. Hi Mrs. Martin, how are you doing?" She looked up from her work and smiled at him down her hallway.

"Well I've been better, but I'm good. How are you Stiles?"

"I'm good. I just wanted to let you know that you were amazing today." She couldn't help, but feel happy that he had noticed how hard she worked and that made her feel great!

"Thanks Stiles, that may have made my day." Lydia smiled at the conversation between her mum and Stiles as she dragged him up the stairs.

"So how are you feeling Stiles?" Lydia asked as she dragged him into her room and closed the door. The room looked different. Stiles had been in here before many times, but something looked...different.

"To tell the truth, awful. Malia probably hates me for keeping the whole 'Hale' thing from her. I mean I'm not sure if I'll even see her again and I don't think she will ever forgive me. Also did I mention that I almost got shot today?"

"No you didn't, but I doubt Malia hates you, she loves you! I'm sure once we explain it all to her she will forgive you and I'm pretty sure we will find her. Also how did you nearly get shot?"