Welcome To Fatherhood (SPN/TW)

Chapter 8

*Dean's POV* 

       "Look kid." I paused sighing, Stiles looked up at me with a clenched jaw. "We came here because of the murders that happened, after we finish this case." I paused once again looking over at Sam who looked down. "You'll never see us again." Liam and Stiles looked at each other as if speaking through their eyes. 

     Groaning Stiles turned and looked at me before speaking. "You obviously know hes a werewolf..." He trailed off, i looked at Liam who looked down. "But if promise me you wont hurt my pack then we have no problem you being here." My eyebrows furrowed in confusion. "Your pack? But you're not a werewolf." I said in confusion, he raised an eyebrow. 

    "I guess you could say our pack isn't your usual wolf party." "What do you mean?" Sammy asked. 
Liam and Stiles once again looked at each other before Liam spoke up. "Well.. our pack has our human." He paused motioning to Stiles. "We have our wolves, banshee, huntress-" I cut him off. "You have a hunter in your pack?" He nodded slowly, i looked at sammy in shock. "And we have a kitsune." 

      I let out a low whistle and chuckled. "So on full moons you and your wolf buddies don't go out and about the town and steal peoples hearts for dinner?" Stiles and Liam looked at me in disgust. "No, what the hell kind of movies have you been watching?" Stiles asked in disgust, my eyes widened in shock. "We have full control during the full moons." Liam stated, his eyes glowed a bright golden yellow before going back to his regular blue. 

       "We gotta go." Liam stated tapping stiles shoulder, thats when i heard the faint sound of a school bell. As they were getting out of the car i stopped Stiles. "Here's my number, call if you need anything." I wrote my number down handing him it, he took it slowly and nodded with a small smile before him and liam jogged up to the school.

    Sam and I sat there for a moment before i spoke. "What kind of town did we enter?" Starting the car i drove off toward the motel. 

*Stiles' POV*

      "Is there actually werewolves who go out in the middle of the night on a full moon and eat peoples hearts?" Liam asked worriedly, i stopped walking and had him face me. "I dont know, maybe, but you, scott, derek, isaac, hell even peter, aren't like that, you guys are different." He took a deep breath and nodded. 

    We walked through the halls until we had to split up and head to our classes. "Ill talk to you later alright." He nodded slowly before walking down the hall, sighing i turned around entering my class.

-Later that day- 

      School was out and i was sitting at home in my bed looking at Dean's number. 
Pulling out my phone i dialed the number and saved it into my phone before hesitantly hitting call. 

   It rang a few times before he finally answered. "Hello?" He answered roughly. "Hi to you too, cheer up a bit." I chuckled quietly. "Stiles, didnt think you'd actually call considering i basically held you hostage and knocked you out." "And cut me with a knife, but nah it's good, worse has happened." He chuckled over the phone. "So what do you need?" He asked, i thought for a minute before speaking. "You think i could stop by?" I heard shuffling before he answered. "Yeah sure." 

     We spoke for a few more seconds before hanging up, jogging downstairs i passed the kitchen where i seen my 'dad' sitting going through some paper work. "Uh dad.." I trailed off entering the kitchen, thats when i noticed what he was going through... The adoption papers. 

      He looked up at me and asked. "Where did you get these?" I gulped as i seen the half empty bottle of whiskey telling me hes been drinking. "Where did you get them stiles?!" He shouted slamming his hand on the table making me jump. "C-Chris gave them to me." I stuttered, he stood up gripping the papers in his hands. "Why are you drinking again?" I asked stupidly, he glared at me picking the half empty bottle up throwing it my direction, i ducked at the last second making it hit the wall and shatter. 

     Winching i felt a pain in my cheek, reaching up i pulled out a little shard of glass out of my cheek. 
I looked up at him in shock, he said nothing and sat back down glaring at the table. Scrambling up i ran out of the house getting in my jeep speeding off. 

       Once i got to the motel i looked in the rear view mirror seeing my cheek is still bleeding, using the sleeve to my hoodie i wiped it off wincing. Getting out of the jeep i walked over to their room door, bringing my hand up i knocked lightly. It took a few moments but soon the door opened revealing Sam, he opened the door letting me in. "What happened to your cheek?" He asked with furrowed eyebrows, i shook my head. "Nothing, its fine." I answered walking over and sitting on one of the beds. I heard a door open behind me causing me to turn around seeing Dean walk out of the bathroom. 

     He noticed me and gave me a smile which turned into a hard look pretty fast. 
"What happened to your face?" He asked roughly, i shook my head. "Noth-" He cut me off. "Tell me." 
"My da- John was drinking and found the folder with the adoption papers in my room and he got pretty mad." I watched as my dads face got red and angry. "He threw the bottle at you didnt he?" He asked through clenched teeth, i nodded slowly before asking. "How'd you know?" 

       He shook his head scoffing. "Personal experience." 
I nodded slowly, opening my mouth to speak i was cut off by my phone vibrating. Pulling it out i seen i had a text from Scott. 'Pack meeting, Dereks.' "Shit." I whispered standing up. "Where you going?" My dad asked, i grabbed my keys off the bed walking toward the door. "There's a pack meeting..." I trailed off, he looked at Sam who looked back at him when they both grabbed their jackets making me stop from reaching for the door handle. "Uh... what are you doing?" I asked slowly. 

     "We're coming." My dad stated simply. "Um no you're not, Derek would kill me, literally." They looked at each other nodding. "We're coming." I groaned opening the door walking out with them following me. Great, Dereks going to be pissed.