Stiles is ready to leave Beacon Hell Hole-Beacon Hills-behind. An offer to join the FBI is his ticket out of there. A blue eyed wolf follows along and Stiles doesn't mind a bit.
On the other side of the US an amber eyed man puts on his glasses and...
August 15th, Stuart and Stiles are up before the sun. Stiles and Peter—and Lili—now live in their new home, out in the forest which Stiles's magic adores as much as Stiles himself. Stuart and Allison have gotten a slightly bigger apartment together. Despite being miles apart, the twins are nearly identical in their moods this morning.
A little after seven, Stiles pulls up to the apartments and honks his horn. "Get in loser, we're going shopping!" he hollers.
Stuart nearly snorts out his coffee as he kisses Allison goodbye and dashes outside. "You're more of a Gretchen than a Regina," he says as he buckles up. The coffee is perfect, and he added a hint of cinnamon.
Stiles scoffs, mock offended. "Excuse you. I could so be Regina."
"Of course," Stuart says, nodding sagely.
"Oh, shut up. If you didn't have coffee, I'd smack you."
"No, you wouldn't."
"Don't test me." Stiles has his eyes on the road but he's smiling. "Are you ready?"
Stuart swallows thickly and adjusts his glasses. "Yeah. Yep. Mhm. Totally." He clears his throat. "You?"
Stiles shrugs. "Yeah. I'm as ready as I'm gonna get, I mean."
Neither of them says anything but it's a commiserating nervous silence. Before they know it, they're pulling up to the building and parking in an official spot just for them. It's surreal and the twins are frozen in awe.
They're pulled out of their thoughts by the sound of voices and quickly exit the car with their things. Stuart has switched to a messenger bag and Stiles has done the same. They have their laptops, keys, identification and will pick up their service weapons at the end of the day.
As they walk up to the doors, Stuart catches sight of Spencer. "Hey!" he calls out.
Spencer looks over and smiles at his cousins. "Hello. Looking sharp there. Are you guys ready for day one of the rest of your lives?"
Stiles smiles and nods. "Sure am. When do we meet–"
A man extends his hand and Stiles gapes. "Welcome to the team kiddo." Stuart has joined his brother in gaping as SSA Rossi shakes Stiles's hand and then his own. "Show us what you got." Then he walks away.
Spencer snorts at the awestruck looks on his cousins's faces. "Well, so that's Rossi. JJ is running late because the kids had to switch daycares. Garcia has your work phones ready, and I believe..." he trails off and then grins. "Morgan!"
Once again, the twins are starstruck. Stiles is happily taken but damn Derek Morgan is stunning.
"These the newbies?" Morgan asks, offering his hand. His grip is nice, and firm and Stiles's magic is pleased.
"Yes indeed. This is Stuart," he says, gesturing to the younger twin. "This is Stiles." He gestures to the older twin.
Morgan quirks a brow. "Huh. Fun names. Did you pick them out yourselves?"
Stiles smiles. "Kind of. I mean the Polish names we were given are a bit of a mouthful. So..." He shrugs in a what can you do gesture.
"I see. Well, if it's anything close to Spence's then I don't blame you."
Stuart smirks. "So, you know his name?"
"Yes. Though I don't use it unless absolutely necessary."
Spencer glares. "Which is never."
Morgan smiles teasingly. "Uh huh. Sure thing." He starts to walk away but before he turns the corner he speaks once more. "Later Maksymilian."
The twins burst out laughing at their older cousin's red face and Morgan winks before disappearing with a smile on his face.
"All right. Stiles? Stuart? Let's go." Spencer turns on his heel and the twins, recovering from their laughter, follow immediately. SSA Reid can't help the slight quirk of his own lips but at least his little cousins can't see it.
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The office space is nicer than they were expecting. There are two other newbies that accepted the BAU's offer that were in their class. Amaya and Amara. Stiles waves at them with a friendly smile, blushing when they grin and wave back.
"Oh. My. God."
Stiles and Stuart turn towards the voice and are immediately enveloped in a hug by the one and only Penelope Garcia.
"Garcia?" Spencer says. "Unhand my cousins?"
"Are you asking me or telling me, Spence? Cause they're so adorable!" she exclaims. "They need a bit of color though."
"Um. I have a red tie." Stiles's voice is quiet, but she pulls back and smiles at him.
"Then put it on. No more black ties. I want to see your eyes pop." She looks at Stuart and taps her chin. "Hmm. The glasses look good. They'll help us tell you apart for a while. You need a bit of color too though."
Stiles pulls a blue tie out of his bag and hands it to his brother. "Here."
Stuart takes it and the two men switch out their black ties for the colored ones. Penelope is pleased and gives them each one more welcome hug before heading back to her office.
The twins sink into their seats and let out a sigh of relief. Around lunchtime Garcia gives them their phones and the twins are gob smacked. Day one has begun and so far, it's good. It's really really good.
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The first two weeks are pretty easy, all things considered. Stiles picks Stuart up every day and they drive to work. They get to know their team really well. JJ is Stiles's favorite along with Morgan. Garcia enjoys riling up Spencer and of course Morgan will join in on that. Rossi is more reserved, but he spends a lot of time talking to Stiles one on one which helps a lot. Stiles starts to see him as a father figure in some ways. It does make him a bit homesick and he's glad their dad is coming up for Thanksgiving.
There's a saying that when life is going really well, you shouldn't draw attention to it, because the moment you do, it's going to be the end of the good.
Well, Stiles learns that on August 31st, two weeks and two days since they started.
