A secret no one knows

Jade

Stiles arrived back at the Institute with Willow and Alec, feeling the familiar weight of responsibility settle on his shoulders. The mission had been a success, and now it was time to delve into research for Jace and Izzy. The three of them made their way to the library, a grand room filled with ancient tomes and modern texts alike, ready to uncover the information needed for their friends.

Willow, with her vast knowledge of the supernatural, began sorting through old spell books, looking for anything that might help. Alec, ever the strategist, focused on battle tactics and defensive measures, making sure they were prepared for any eventuality. Stiles, the researcher extraordinaire, dove into the lore surrounding the latest demonic activity.

Just as they were making progress, Stiles' phone buzzed in his pocket. He pulled it out, expecting another update from Lydia or a notification about some minor detail. Instead, he saw a message from an unknown number, but he recognized it immediately.

SOS - Winchester

Stiles' heart skipped a beat. The Winchester brothers didn't send distress signals lightly. He quickly showed the text to Willow and Alec, their expressions mirroring his concern.

"We need to find them," Stiles said, determination in his voice. "If the Winchesters are calling for help, it means things are bad. Really bad."

Willow nodded, already reaching for her laptop to start tracking their location. Alec tightened his grip on his weapons, ready for whatever might come next.

"Let's move," Alec said, his tone brooking no argument. "We'll gather the others and head out. Whatever it is, we'll face it together."

With a shared look of resolve, the three friends left the library, their research momentarily forgotten. The Winchesters needed help, and they would stop at nothing to provide it.

With Willow's adept tracking skills, it didn't take long for her to pinpoint the location of the Winchester brothers. It was an abandoned warehouse on the outskirts of town, a place that practically screamed "trouble." Stiles, Alec, Willow, Jace, Izzy, and Clary gathered their gear and set out immediately, urgency driving their every step.

The warehouse loomed ominously as they approached, its broken windows and dilapidated exterior hinting at the dangers within. As they cautiously entered, the silence was deafening, broken only by the soft footsteps and the occasional creak of the old structure.

Suddenly, a figure emerged from the shadows, and before Stiles could react, a gun was pressed against his temple. He froze, his breath hitching, as a stern-looking woman with fierce eyes demanded, "Identify yourself."

Stiles, his heart pounding, raised his hands slowly. "I'm Stiles Stilinski-lightwood. We're here to help Sam and Dean Winchester. I got a text from one of them—SOS."

The woman scrutinized him for a moment, then lowered her weapon, her expression softening slightly. "You're friends of the Winchesters?"

"Yeah," Stiles confirmed, trying to steady his voice. "We're here to help."

She nodded, stepping back. "I'm Jade Hunt. Sorry about the rough welcome. Can't be too careful these days."

Stiles let out a breath he didn't realize he was holding, and the group quickly introduced themselves. Jade led them deeper into the warehouse where they found Sam and Dean, both battered but alive, fighting off a horde of demons.

Jace, Izzy, and Alec immediately jumped into the fray, their weapons flashing as they joined the battle. Willow provided magical support, casting spells to weaken the demons and protect her friends.

As the fight raged on, Stiles stayed close to Jade, who had proven herself to be a formidable ally. He noticed her stealing glances at Sam, a hint of a smile playing on her lips despite the dire situation.

When the last demon fell, the group took a moment to catch their breath. Sam walked over to Jade, a grateful smile on his face. "Thanks for the help. We couldn't have done it without you."

Jade shrugged, but there was a teasing glint in her eye. "Anytime, Winchester. Just try not to make a habit of needing rescues."

Sam chuckled, a sound that made Jade's smile widen. Stiles exchanged a knowing look with Dean, who rolled his eyes good-naturedly at the budding flirtation.

With the immediate threat neutralized, the group began to assess the damage and plan their next steps. The warehouse might have been a battlefield moments ago, but now it felt like a place where new alliances were forged, and perhaps, new friendships began to blossom.

With the last demon defeated, the tension in the warehouse began to ease. The group gathered in the middle of the room, catching their breath and checking on each other. Dean approached Stiles and his friends, a genuine smile of gratitude on his face.

"Thanks, Stiles. We really appreciate the help. Things were looking pretty grim before you showed up," Dean said, his voice filled with sincerity.

Stiles shrugged modestly. "No problem, Dean. We're always here for our friends. Plus, you know, it's kind of our thing—saving people, hunting things."

Dean chuckled at the familiar phrase, then extended his hand to shake Stiles'. "You did good, kid. And your friends... impressive team you got here."

Alec, standing nearby, nodded in acknowledgment. "We do what we can. Just glad we got here in time."

As Dean continued expressing his gratitude to the group, Stiles glanced over to where Sam and Jade were standing. The two of them were engaged in a quiet conversation, their voices low and their body language relaxed. Jade, clearly intrigued by the tall, dark-haired hunter, laughed softly at something Sam said, her eyes sparkling with interest.

Izzy nudged Clary, who was watching the scene unfold with a knowing smile. "Looks like Sam's making a new friend."

Clary grinned. "Yeah, seems like it. They look cute together."

Willow, ever observant, added, "It's nice to see some light moments in the midst of all this chaos. We all need a bit of normalcy, even if it's just flirting."

Jade, having overheard the conversation, chuckled and gave Sam an encouraging nod before turning back to the others. "Well, I think we could all use a break. There's a diner a few miles from here. First round's on me."

Jace, always up for food, smirked. "Sounds good to me. Let's get out of here."

With a plan in place, the group began to gather their things, ready to leave the eerie warehouse behind. As they walked out, Stiles couldn't help but feel a sense of accomplishment. They had saved the Winchesters and made new allies in the process. And who knew? Maybe Sam and Jade's budding friendship would be the start of something positive amidst their constant battles.

As they headed towards their vehicles, Dean clapped Stiles on the shoulder. "You ever need backup, you know who to call."

Stiles grinned. "Same goes for you, Dean. We're all in this together."

With that, the group drove off towards the diner, ready to share a meal, swap stories, and enjoy a brief respite before the next adventure called them back into action.