You Know What That Was For! (A STRREK Fanficiton)

Chapter 33

Stiles' POV

Derek leads me down stairs to the living room, stopping me just outside so that only he is visible. He coughs to get everyone's attention and I hear the shuffling as people turn to face him.

"So, I have sometime to show you that might... shed some light onto the situation, but you need to keep an open mind and don't freak out..." There's mumbling as Derek waves me over and when they catch sight of me, ears and tails on show, there's silence.

"What the!" Scott murmurs.

"So you did get the gene!" All eyes turn to my father who's looking at me with complete awe and wonder.

"I- what?" I frown, stepping a little closer.

"Oh Stiles! I had no idea! This explains so much!" My Dad sighs and his eyes gloss over like he's gone far away.

"Explain!" I yell, feeling my temper rise, what gene? What has he kept from me?

"Well, your mom was like this too." The urge to scream fills my body from head to toe and I take in a deep breath with the intent to do just that. But then strong arms wrap around my waist and hold me tightly against a hard chest and waves of calm wash over me. Mate. My fox rumbles, taking in his scent and relishing in him, the feel of him. My Derek.

"I need more information and I need it now" I tell me Dad who's watching Derek and I closely. He nods once, sighs and beckons me over to sit with him. I shake Derek off and do so, but find my mate following closely behind and plonking himself by my side.

"Well, your mother was like you, a Werefox. When I met her I didn't have a clue about it, but after we'd dated for a few years and things were getting serious she finally decided to tell me. She was beautiful, you remind me so much of her Stiles, especially now." He motions towards my ears and tail and there's a longing in his eyes that he only gets when thinking about mom. "She never told me about werewolves or any of that, just about herself and what she was and when we fell pregnant she said you might have the gene but you never... There were no signs, none that I could see but now... thinking back. Oh I don't know. I don't understand why you've only just transformed."

"I think I know why" Dr Deaton pops up, he's sat on the loveseat looking very out of place but very intrigued at the same time. "We all know that last year Stiles was... abducted by the Nogitsune, that is because they are a kind of fox, so targeting Stiles, by being able to sense his were-side, was something none of us understood at the time. I think his instincts have kicked in now as, not only is he mated to a powerful Alpha werewolf, but he has also been put in a horrendous situation and his body has fought back in the only way it knows how- with the transformation. The gene was always there, it was just waiting to be kick started." Never one to give you time to process, the room falls silent as we all think about the mound of information just thrown at us. What the hell am I meant to say to that? God, my life is so complicated!

"So... how come none of them could smell it on me?" I ask, trying to think it all through logically.

"I suspect your gene was dormant and therefore undetectable, except by the Nogitsune is a type of fox itself. Have you had any moments recently where your emotions have been particularly heightened, perhaps you've lost your temper without meaning to?" I think back to the fight at school with Duke and when I lost it on Jackson.

"A couple" I mumble, embarrassed, Deaton only nods in understanding.

"That was your fox gene, I think being mated to Derek, how should I say... lit the spark- and then in crisis your body... became a blaze!" I resist the urge to roll my eyes at his fire metaphor and instead turn back to my Dad.