Elena & Stiles «TVD & Teen Wolf» Stilena

Chapter Fourteen

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The pack sat around in Derek's loft and listened to Derek explain what he could to Elena about her parents...

"So my parents were familiar with your family?" Elena asked scooting closer to the edge of the couch, interested now more than ever.

"More than familiar." Derek stifled a smile, "They used to babysit me and my sisters. They were the kindest people I'd ever met and they were human but still stood tall, like an alpha werewolf."

Elena smiled picturing her mom and dad with strong emotion and strong statuteru. It wasn't hard to imagine at all.

"So if they were humans, then how did I turn into a vampire when Scott bit me?" Elena asked not understanding how a gene of a vampire can't carry.

"Well, the way I see it is, everyone has a supernatural being inside of them. It isn't brought our till you're bit. For example Lydia became a banshee, and Jackson turned into the Kanima. You turned into a vampire." Derek explained.

"Does that mean I'm a bad person. You've said Jackson was a snake so he became one, am I a mindless hungry...monster?" Elena asking wondering if that's how they all saw her.

"No, not at all. Because a vampire isn't a monster, it's just another supernatural being trying to survive beside the others. The person masking the other side is barely even an influence, unless your personality has taken over both sides, like Jackson."

"But he changed to a werewolf, he changed to a better person too." Scott explained.

Elena nodded taking in the information. "Why didn't I ever meet your family?"

Derek sighed. "Because they were afraid you would get hurt. There are hunters and that's what killed my family before you were old enough to decided for yourself. Then you went into a coma and your parents died and Laura and I couldn't see you, then Laura died-" Elena cut Derek off.

"You're surrounded by death...how do you do this? Why? I've just woken up and found out my parents have been rotting for four years and still feel like I could break down and you seem stronger then I've ever been." Elena looked at Derek with surprised and impressed expression.

Derek sadly smiled and shrugged. "For moments a while ago. When we hugged it felt like I've known you for your whole life. Family without the same DNA; security without a second thought."

Everyone smiled at this side of Derek. They should introduce him to four year coma patients more often

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After everyone went home, Elena stayed up thinking about her supernatural being...or her being a vampire and couldn't comprehend how that part of her was influenced to be...that.

So she called Stiles.

Ring

Ring

Ring

Ring

Ring

Ri- "hello?" An extremely groggy voice picked up them yawned.

"Hey!" Elena said enthusiastically.

"Elena? Why are you up so early? Are you okay???" He alders urgently suddenly sounding wide awake.

Sadly, his morning voice gave Elena chills.

"Yeah I'm fine, I just have a lot on my mind and I was wondering if you could help me answer a few questions...?" She asked unsurely.

"Yeah, yeah of course I can help. Anything you need. So what do you want to know about exactly?" Stiles asked more questions.

"Well I can show you better than I could tell you." Elena stated.

"How are you-" Elena cut Stiles's voice off.

"I'm outside. Open your window, it's freezing."

"You're- I- the hell...?"

Stiles hung up and looked over and sure enough, there was Elena smiling through the glass.

Stiles sprung up and ran and opened the window and grabbed her forearm and then her hand and helped he inside.

The contact sent chills up both of their bodies and backdown. They smiled at each other awkwardly before Elena walked a bit further, allowing Stiles to close the window.

"So what questions are we answering at...3 in the morning?" Stiles yawned, scratching his eyes and sitting in his computer chair.

"How a person's supernatural side chooses the creature and why. Oh! and how we can change it." Elena smiled as she sat on Stiles's bed.

Stiles gave Elena and sad smile, "Elena, I don't think you can change it. Besides why would you want to? This is you now." Stiles told her trying to look her in the eyes but Elena kept her eyes on the carpet.

"I...I just want to know. I didn't say that I wanted to change." Stiles nodded and turned around and started typing on his computer.

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It was now 4:30 AM and they had been up trying to find the answer to three simple questions and they've answered two and were so close to the third.

"Okay, so as we get older and are shaped into our own person, our characteristics choose the creature and if our personality overpowers that then it chooses something else-" Elena was cut off for a second.

"Like Jackson."

"Exactly. So now all we need to know is how to change it." Elena said with her eyes glued to the computer screen.

Stiles took the moment to really look at Elena. She had the softest brown eyes and long brown hair. He didn't have to feel it to know it was just as soft as her skin.

He remembers her grip on his hand when he helped her inside. It was firm, like she was afraid to fall but almost like she knew she wouldn't, and she wouldn't let him go anywhere either.

Her hands were also cold, so unlike her facial expressions. Her smile, her frown, her voice, her everything.

"Stiles? Earth to Stiles?" Elena said waving her hand in front of his face.

He blinked and looked away, blushing. "Sorry, I got distracted."

"No it's okay, I need to be going home now anyway." She sighed.

"But we haven't answered your final question."

"Yeah but we found two so I guess it's better than nothing." Some smiled at Stiles softly standing up and heading for the window.

"Well wait. Just sleep over here, we don't have long till we need to get ready for school anyway." Stiles surprised himself as these words flew out of his mouth.

Elena chuckled and gave Stiles the brightest smile. "Okay, but you're not sleeping on the floor."

"Hell you aren't either! You were in a coma for four years, you can have the bed. It's no big deal. Promise." Stiles sighed grabbing his pillow.

Elena jumped on the bed, landing on his pillow preventing him from taking it. Stiles chuckled before smiling adoringly at her tired eyes.

"We can share the bed, Stiles."
The softest and most innocent sentence he'd ever heard.

And all he could reply to it with was a small nod.