*Stiles' POV*
The pack and I are all at Dereks place talking about the things that have been happening.
Sighing i leaned back closing my eyes. "Guys, its obviously not werewolves." I stated with my eyes closed, everyone stopped talking, opening my eyes i seen them all looking at me. "How do you know?" Lydia asked confused, i chuckled shaking my head.
"What kind of werewolf do you think would drain their victim of their blood? Especially leaving the body intact?" I asked raising an eyebrow, they all stayed silent and looked at each other. "Okay smartass, what do you think it is?" Peter asked, i rolled my eyes. "I dont know dumbass, i just know its not a werewolf." Peter and i began bickering until Derek growled at us to stop.
Crossing my arms with a frown i looked away from everyone. "Really Stiles? Now?" Scott asked with a chuckle, i continued ignoring him. "I think you hurt his feelings." Liam chuckled.
"Whatever, stiles listen up cause we've got wor-" Derek was cut off but the loft alarm going off causing me and the others to snap into it. "Stiles get behind me." Derek ordered, rolling my eyes i obeyed getting behind him. The loft door slid open and in came..... Chris Argent? "Chris?" Derek asked confused.
Chris was panting like he ran up here. "You all need to lay low with this okay? I called in professionals." With furrowed eyebrows i stepped out from behind Derek and asked. "Professionals? Like professional hunters?" He nodded. "Yeah, they shouldn't be that far away by now i called them late yesterday. Anyway, they're the Winchesters." Furrowing my eyebrows i began to think, that name sounds so familiar for some reason.
"Is that all?" Derek asked, Chris nodded going to turn around but stopped. "Oh yeah, Stiles John called me from the station, wanted me to bring you home, you too Liam and Scott." The three of us pouted but followed him outside.
Once we were out of the building and into his car he started it up driving away from the building. "Okay, the two men that are coming are brothers, Dean and Sam winchester, Sam is the one who has some sympathy but Dean is the one to Shoot first and ask questions later, which is why i dont want them finding out about you guys." Chris explained, i nodded along with Liam and Scott.
Chris dropped Liam off then Scott, leaving me alone in the car with him. "Stiles.." Chris trailed off, i turned my head looking at him. "Dont look at these until you get in your room." Was all he said before handing me two folders. Slowly i grabbed them and got out of the car walking inside my house.
He pulled away and drove down the road, turning around i looked down at the folders before running upstairs into my room, closing the door behind me.
Sitting on my bed i set the folders down in front of me staring at them. Taking a deep breath i reached forward grabbing one of the folders, opening it up i furrowed my eyebrows seeing a picture of me and another picture of me when i was a baby.
'Name: Stiles Winchester
D.O.B: April 8th, 1997
Mother: Lisa Braeden
Father: Dean Winchester' I felt the air leave my lungs as i pulled out another paper, labeled 'Adoption Papers' "Oh my god." I whispered to myself.
Looking down at the other folder i chewed on my bottom lip before grabbing it with a shaking hand i took a deep breath and opened it, confused i looked through it when a picture of Liam fell out making my heart drop. I looked at the papers and began reading.
'Name: Liam Winchester
D.O.B: June 10th, 1998
Mother: Jessica Moore
Father: Sam Winchester'
'Holy shit.... Liams my cousin!'
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Welcome To Fatherhood (SPN/TW)
FanfictionWhen Sam and Dean get a call from a fellow hunter by the name Chris Argent who tells them that there's something in Beacon Hills that seems like something they've dealt with. They go to California only to find out things are a little more.... Compli...
