Tears of Blood Part II: Last of The Wilds

Chapter 12: Familiar Scents

Key for this chapter:

Thoughts

///Elena///

//Alice//

/Thomas/

/-Jackson-/

Stiles

""Not an Actual Speech or Thought""

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As Stiles climbed his way back up to his tent, he grabbed a random bag and climbed up to the car, wherein he found his aunt stretching her body into a few positions, not healthy for a normal human body to contort into.

"You do Yoga?" he asked just for the sake of being annoying.

"It's good for the body", she answered.

"Hm", he frowned and pulled off his T-shirt and pulled on one of Derek's.

"Shouldn't you at least shower before you wear that?" she asked.

"Nope. Scents, are to ease feral werewolves away from biting my jugular out", he answered.

"Wouldn't my scent knock him off kilter?" Thomas asked, puffing slightly, as he jogged over.

"Derek's his Alpha", he shrugged instead.

Thomas and Elena shrugged at each other and Alice sighed, "When things start making sense again, I'll rejoice, for now I'm hungry. What's for Grub???" she asked Elena smacking her lips obnoxiously.

Stiles snickered, but he climbed into the SUV, and leaned over Jackson.

"Yo! Douchebag! Wake Up!!!"

Thomas blinked owlishly, 'Douchebag', he mouthed at Elena, who face-palmed, and Alice sniggered.

"Hnnngh", Jackson groaned, as if the greeting was normal, "Stilinski?" the blonde moved trying to sit up.

"Yup", Stiles popped the 'p', "Up and at em atom ant, we have breakfast to make", he informed.

"Br-Breakfast?" Jackson sat up, "Wait, no. This is a dream isn't it, I'm still in that basement", he shuddered, "Granted in my dreams it's usually Lydia with me—cough! The Hell!!!" he sputtered as a full blast of cold water hit him in his face.

"Stiles!!!" Thomas and Elena barked though both stayed back, as Stiles' features shifted into a pouty angry semblance of hurt.

"You're still a douchebag!" Stiles growled and punched Jackson hard.

"Ow! What the hell!!!"

"Bringing up Lydia between us, you freaking jackass, grow up!!" he snapped.

"She's my girlfriend!!"

"Ex-Girlfriend. You left", Stiles accused.

"I had no choice!" Jackson argued.

"The hell you didn't, you could have stayed!"

"And be what an omega?! I wasn't ready to be in a pack, for fuck's sakes... I died!!!" Jackson yelled pushing off of the SUV floor and into Stiles' space.

"So did I!!!" Stiles yelled, "You think I wanted to be dead!!!" he screamed, "I stayed, it's what you do for your damn pack! You've just always been a selfish prick!!!" he screamed.