One Night

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Allison pulls open the door after the rapid bell ringing of her home and checking the peep hole. She stared at the unconscious Isaac in Derek's arms, stiles standing in front of them with his hand hovering over the bell, and Scott taking up the rear.

"What is going on?" She asks while opening up the door for the pack members to step inside, stiles grins before pressing the bell one last time and brushing past the hunter.

"There's an alpha pack in town, as you know, and they are specifically targeting Derek for being an alpha, as you know, and they just tried to take and presumably kill Isaac for following two of their members- the transfer twins i am now settling with calling demon dogs, and one of the alphas lives in Derek's building making it unsafe for the moment." Stiles turns as he makes it to the living room, spinning on his heel and flopping back on the couch with a huff.

Derek scoffs at his clear up and lays Isaac down on the couch with stiles, plopping his head into the humans lap. Stiles stared down with loose O shaped lips at Isaac then snapping a glare at Derek taking the tin box from Stiles's hands and starting toward the kitchen.

"I have to make a tea to heal him, can I use your kitchen?" Derek asks out of politeness, which Allison rolls her eyes at in complete understanding.

"You will either way." She snaps, they two still not on good terms, after the whole shooting arrows into Derek's pack thing, and the attacking at the club and getting her mom killed over a code thing.

"Okay~" stiles sasses into the tension. "Anyone else thinking pack slumber party at Allison's for the safety of the night." He purses his lips with squinted eyes and offering hands, happy to break the ice and sleep in a luxurious bed at the argents place.

Allison sighs. "Probably a good idea, I'll call Lydia, and Jackson- and Danny seeing as he was talking to one of the twins." She pulls out her phone already standing and starting toward her open bedroom door. A scoff following in the kitchen. Silence falling over the two conscious boys in the living room.

"Scott?" Stiles starts, the other teen staring at the know closed door. "You okay- look I'm sorry but I though-"

"Stiles." Scott grins back at stiles. "Dude- fine. Just, a little shocked is all. How's he doing?"

Scott pushes up from his cross legged spot on the floor on the other side of the coffee table in the middle of the room. Stiles sighs and finds his right hand tangled in dirty blonde curls, naturally, he keeps them there. Soothingly scratching at the wolfs scalp and brushing his fingers through his hair.

"Same as before. It's like they turned him into sleeping beauty."

"But instead of a needle it's deadly mythical flowers." Scott answers with a hint of sarcasm.

Stiles smiles at his best friend. "Mmm. Instead of beauty- bros masculine scarf boy." The two laugh at Stiles's nose pinched voice covered in sarcasm. Allison's door opens and reveals the dark brown curly haired girl.

    "Lydia is on her way and Jackson, although reluctantly, agreed to come over with Danny after school." She said looking at her phone. And stiles, now having a not adrenaline plagued mind, got the chance to look over her. She had tight black spandex-like shorts on with a loose pink sleeveless shirt with a cute strawberry design. Allison stuffed her phone in her shorts pocket and let her shirt fall over them to look almost pant-less. Stiles looked away and down to the stirring boy in his lap.