Scary people

Grounded

Stiles and the kids were already in the car, waiting for Malia.

"Kids, try not to fight in front of your mother. She needs us more than ever now."

"Okay, dad." Peter answered. Allison stayed quite. She still needed some answers.

"Dad, can I ask you something first?"

"Sure, but fast. Your mother can be here anytime."

"Is Deaton really that good?"

"What do you mean?"

"Is he really capable of discovering everything that happened to grandpa?"

"Of course he is. Don't you remember that he was the one that came to our house, a month ago, when you were younger, and explained how your body works?"

"I don't."

"Well, you should."

"So he's really figuring everything out?"

"YES!" Peter yelled.

"Oh my God, Peter! I was just asking!"

Allison growled.

"Allison, no! No growling!"

"I'm sorry if I'm a werecoyote."

"That's it! Your grounded!"

"WHAT?! You're kidding me, right?"

"No, I'm not! You're grounded, young lady!"

Allison rolled her eyes.

They didn't say a word, then.

Malia got in the car, and they still stayed quite. No one said a word until they arrived home.

Stiles parked and stopped the car.

The kids got off.

Allison was about to go to the living room to play videogames, thinking that her father wasn't watching, but he was.

"Allison! What did I say to you?!"

"But dad!"

"What did I say to you?!" Stiles was starting to lose his patience. He already had enough problems.

"That I'm grounded...." Allison said disappointed. "For no reason." She wispered to herself.

"What?!"

"Nothing! I'm going to my bedroom! Dear Lord!"

Malia was still inside the car. She hadn't moved.

Stiles opened the door and started talking to her.

"Mal, I know you're still in shock but we need to get in. You need to get some sleep."

"I can't, Stiles. How could I let that happen?"

"It wasn't your fault! C'mon, Mal. You know that. Let's just get you inside."

Stiles could manage to take Malia off the car.

Stiles was about to put Malia on the couch, next to Peter when...

"I need to go talk to Derek."

"No, you can't. Not right now. Let me get you to our bedroom. You'll be more confortable there."

"Just if you stay there with me."

"I will."

They smiled at each other and Stiles took Malia to their bedroom, where they laid down and began to spoon when....