The petals will fall
After several hours of driving, Stiles reaches beacon hills, the town that had changed a lot since he left. The town that was quite literally the beacon of god knows what. Hunters, supernatural. And well, whatever more.
He parks at his fathers house, a house that held many upon many memories, good and well... bad.
Stiles stares at the garage door and finally gains the courage to get out grabbing his stuff and shuts and locks the car, he heads to the front door unlocking it, and walking in the smell he had thought he never miss, the comfort aroma, of what his father cooked, when he wasn't busy with work, to the homey feel that had always been there despite of his mothers passing all those years ago.
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Pin me to the wall like always
FanfictionStiles became a top agent in the FBI career, he broke up with Lydia martin after a few years due to her premonition dreams, in which caused them to fight and bicker. He kept the secret of Eli Hale being his and dereks son... But what if... a dreade...
