catch me if you can

Chapter 6

When Derek had dried Isaac fully off, he sat down besides him:" Issy, you know that you can tell me, right?" The younger one nodded and played with his hands nervously. Darek gave him the time he needed and after a few more minutes his patience paid off when he heard Isaacs small, quiet voice:" Scott, he...hit me and..." For a moment Derek didn't knew what to say. Never had he thought that Scott would go this far and then a deep, threatening growl escaped Derek's throat:" What exactly happened?" He barely got out when his claws penetrated the surface of the sofa.

Isaac knew that Derek was just protective of him, so he leaned a little into Derek's space and the wolf let him:" I...I was a little down today at school...again. Scott was with Allison and told me not to come home when I would smell like that because he wanted to have a good time with Alli. Soooo... I thought I could come here but all my things where at Scott's house. I...I wanted to get a few clothes..." Derek smelled how Isaac saddened more when he talked about the clothes:" Isaac?" The pup gulped:"...It was a Shirt of....Stiles. Of mom. I...I can't. I feel alone, Der...And then... Scott. He was so mad. He...he shouted at me and then...he hit me. Alli came running down and calmed him down a little. When...he was distracted I...I came here." Now Isaac was fully crying and had his face buried in his hands. Derek couldn't help but feel sad for the pup.

Of course, Isaac wasn't weak but as the packs pup, it was normal to feel sad when his pack mom was gone. The bond between mom and pup was stronger than with the others but when even your Alpha isn't there for you when the pup's mom was gone it would hurt more and more. Derek couldn't stand to see his packmate so devastated but suddenly the moment he wanted to comfort Isaac something red landed in the boy's lap. But it wasn't just SOMETHING it was a red Huddie. It was Stiles Huddie. As soon as Isaac smelled the overwhelming, calming smell of his mom he pressed his face into the Huddie and cuddled it tightly.

When Derek looked up, he was surprised to see his uncle standing in front of them with a hard expression on his face. Derek wanted to ask his uncle many questions but before he could Peter turned around and wanted to go back into his room. Before he set foot on the stairs he spoke silently:" He wouldn't want his pup sad. He would kill me." And then he was gone. Before his room door closed Isaac whispered with a smile on his face:" Thank you, Peter. Thank you." And of course, Peter could hear him and even when he was happy for the pup, he couldn't bring himself to smile. How could he when his most precious thing was long gone.

Meanwhile in New Orleans

Stiles had packed his last things and had loaded them in the car. When he went inside again there stood a group in the middle of the living room, waiting for him:" So the last things are in the car. I wanted to say that I'm happy that we met that night and I'm so grateful to all of you. You helped me so much and I don't know how to thank you." Everyone smiled at him. One of the people, a man, came over to Stiles and laid his hand gently on Stile's shoulder:" When we met the first time I didn't knew if I could trust you but then you saved my daughter, saved my family and you became someone we allied with. Time went by and you became our dear friend but now after the years you are not just our friend anymore, little fox. You don't need to thank us for anything because you are our family now, too and we do everything for family without questions asked and without any ulterior motives. Even now when you go back, we will always be there for you when you need us."

 The man smiled genuine at Stiles and Stiles had tears in his eyes. He couldn't hold back anymore and engulfed the man in a tight hug:" Still, thank you..." He whispered. The others smiled, too and giggled at Stiles behaviour. Their brother would allow no other, expect of his daughter, to do things like this.  The two youngest came forward and hugged Stiles, too. The blonde woman whispered in his ear:" Kick their asses, Sti." And then gave him a little kiss on the cheek. Stiles nodded with an amused smile:" I will." The blondes brother clapped Stiles on the back and laughed:" And when the puppies give you a hard time, please call me so we can have a lot of fun with teaching them a lesson, brother." Stiles could just laugh. The most fun times he had with this one. His sister punched her brother lightly on the shoulder and they began to bicker.

The oldest of them came to Stiles and held his hand out to shake:" Mieczylaw, thank you for what you did for us. I think without you me and my siblings wouldn't be the family we are today, and I don't know how to repay you." Stiles pushed the outstretched hand gently to the side and engulfed the eldest in a hug, too:" E, you don't need to thank me for anything. Like your brother said, we are family." The eldest hugged Stiles bag and answered with a smile on his face:" Yes, you are right." And then the last one of them came forward, the eldest sister.

 For a moment they just looked at each other and then they took each other hands:" Thank you for teaching me." "You are welcome." They don't needed to say much with words, their magic was wrapped into each other, feeling each other and saying their goodbye. Stiles didn't knew what else to say. He don't wanted to go but he knew that it was time. He missed his dad, and he knew that something was waiting for him in Beacon Hills even when he couldn't say what it was right now, when his magic called out to it, he would listen.

He would find it out. Three years had gone by so fast and he wasn't the Stiles he was back then. He was stronger and wiser, and he knew that it must be important when his magic called for him to go back. When Stiles sat in his car he took a last glance at the mansion he lived in the last three years, the last look at his family and then he started the engine and began his drive back to Beacon Hills.