Steter: Older Men

CH: 11. " I wonder......"

CH: 11. " I wonder......"
   
Around two hours later the boy I had picked up in the yard was still asleep. He looked so peaceful. I had been staring at the young boy for a good twenty minutes now. It seems like this is the best sleep he had in a while. I make this statement because of the dark, greyish, purple colour under his eyes.  I must also admit he was quite skinny. Not just your typical lanky teen, More like he hasn't been eating right.

My older sister Talia was off at a meeting with an allied pack. She had no clue about the stray I had brought home. Though I have the feeling she will let me keep him. I can feel this incredible power radiating off him, I know Talia will be able to feel it too.
Im not to sure about derek, or cora maybe their older sister, But derek and Cora haven't completely mature/grown into their wolf abilities

    One more hour passed before the young boy started to stir in his sleep, then within seconds he flashed open his eyes, and jumped up. I sort of felt bad for the boy. He looked incredibly scared right now.  I took a step towards him. Then he whipped around to look at me. He looked seriously shocked. I could see tears welling up in his pale whiskey eyes.
" Hey, it's ok. I'm here to help. I found you outside." I put my hands out in front of me. I took a slow step forward.

    " Stop!" The boy practically screamed at me. I stopped in my place. He looked so scared. I just wanted to know why.

    " I'm not gonna hurt you I promise, My name is-"

" I know who you are!: The nameless boy's voice sounded broken and shattered. I Can't even imagine what this boy is and has gone through.

" You do?" I questioned. It wasn't unusual for people from the town to know me or any of the Hales. We have a reputation. We all have quite big jobs, for example I'm a lawyer.
It's just when he said he knew my name, I felt like I should know his too.

" Your Peter Hale...." the young brunette's voice shattered even more if that's possible. I wish I knew what he was going through. I wish I could help. There was a few minutes of silence before I spoke again.

" What's your name?"  I spoke in a soft, non threatening tone. So he wouldn't be startled. He opened his mouth for a few seconds then snapped it shut, as if he was contemplating telling me or not. Maybe he doesn't feel safe.

" My name is Stiles." He muttered looking down at the ground.  Stiles was a pretty unique name, I wonder if it's actually his name, and not just a nickname.

" Ok, Stiles, do you have a last name?"  I wanted to help him find his way back home, Though I couldn't do that if I didn't know where his home was.

" I do but I'm not telling you." I heard hits of sarcasm and sassiness in his voice. He's opening up and getting confoble, That's good. We're making progress.

"Ok then, Would you like something to eat?"  I asked as the boy walked around the room admiring his surroundings. We were currently in the living room.  Big flat screen tv, With two huge comfy couches and my chair.

" Where are the others?" Stiles completely  douged my food question, and went straight for the family stuff.

" How do you know other people live here?' I am currently trying to figure out if he is even from Beaconhills, because most people here know us. However if he's from somewhere else he shouldn't have a clue of who I or my family is unless he's supernatural.

" I know alot about the Hale family." Stiles has clearly grown in confidence in the last few minutes, It was like a complete personality change. It was definitely quite odd.

" You do?" Getting answers early on was really my only shot at making anything out of this situation.  This boy was clearly familiar with the area. Though he looked around with wonder as if he had never seen the place in this specific way.

" Of course I do. Who doe-" Stiles stopped himself mid sentence as if he revealed more than intended. " What year is it? What's today?" The brunette changed the topic fast and swiftly.

" 2004, Thursday 23 of my. ( I don't know the actual date of the hale fire so these dates are all made up." I answered sitting down on the couch. I felt a sort of calm and understanding with stiles. Like I was safe with this boy.

" Wh-What?" Stiles face shifted and contoured into a pain filled expression. His scent also changed from a warm loving one to a sour hurting scent. At this moment all I wanted to do was comfort him. Though it might be a little odd ince we just met and all. Yet something inside me is saying otherwise, like this is not the first time I've come across stiles. I don't know what to do with the feelings right at this moment but I'll figure things out eventually. " NO! It can't be. If that's true then..." Stiles was clearly  talking to himself, not me. He started muttering and whispering.

" Stiles, what the matter?" Stiles whipped his head up, staring at me with a huge eye, as if he forgot I was even here.

" You need to pack a bag and leave! NOW@! Oh and the others you need to tell them too. " Stiles raised his voice. He sounded truly concerned but I have no idea what he means.

" What are you talking about...? Darling, just come sit down with me."  My attempts to come to the boy only made things worse.

" NO! You need to listen to me! You and everyone else is in serious danger, you have to leave!" His voice sounds desperate. HE was pacing around the room now. Mumbling nonsense to himself. Well actually he probably understands himself but that doesn't mean I do.

" Sit, and explain."

" Ok so." Stiles sat down beside me, knee to knee. " I cant tell you how I know thi but, Your daily is being targeted by a fucking crazy bitch. She is going to burn this place to the ground with you all in it." Stiles huffed that all out in one breath. Me on the other hand I couldn't even breathe. The shock wasn't that what he told me was absurd, more the fact that he wasn't lying. It kind of seemed like he knew first hand experience.  " Peter, are you ok?' stiles placed a hand on my knee rubbing his thumb back and forth. An instant calm rushed over me, Then a wave of confusion.

" Danger? What kind of danger?" I looked into Stiles' mesmerizing eyes.  The colour reminds me of wikey or even honey. Which if you didn't know is a gorgeous golden brown color.

" Yeah... I need you to call the others and tell them to not come back for a few days.then , pick a place for you all to meet up afterwards ok?" Stiles went from manic, and freaking out to calming me down.

" A fire, I - Who?" I was still stuck on the horrible danger thing.

" Peter!" Stiles grabbed my face, forcing me out of my thoughts. " Call them right now. Make sure they do NOT come for at least four days. " I nodded, grabbing the phone and calling everyone I lived with. Stiles was there the whole time helping me get through it in one piece. I was eternally grateful for him being here at that moment, if he wasn't something awful would have happened to my family and I.

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The moment Peter told me what year it was I knew what the nemoton wanted me to do. Protect the hale family. So that is what I'm going to do. This will completely change the timeline but you know what I don't care, I have Peter back, Though this time he isn't feral or broken. He's whole. And I'll love him no matter what.

AN: I'm supper sorry this took so long we were assigned a short story in ELA so my time was spent on that. Though I hope you enjoy this chapter

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