FAMILY TIES [STEREK and DESTIEL] [boyxboy]

• Chapter 1 •

"Beacon Hills!" Dean shouted, passing the sign and waking Sam up. He jerked awake, hitting his head on the roof of the impala and groaned, rubbing it. "what?"

"We're in Beacon Hills, Sammie! Wake your ass up already." Dean said, turning left and passing the motel that Sam thought they were staying in. It was shitty anyways.

"Did you call Stiles?" Sam asked, the last time he saw his cousin... He actually couldn't remember the last time he saw his cousin. The boy would probably be about seventeen now.

"Yeah, we're staying at his and John's place instead of a motel, we are en route to his house now." Dean said, dumping an entire mini pack of skittles in his mouth, earning a disgusted look from Sam as one fell out.

Sam stopped short. "Are you sure that's a good idea? We don't want him or John... Knowing anything." He said, concerned. Stiles was a smart kid and a nerd, so it would be more likely that he find out about their complicated world.

But Dean waved it off. "Baah. I just told him that we're researching in the area and I wanna see the kid anyway, s' been a long time. So the cases? What did you find on the attacks?"

Sam opened the newspaper, re-reading the spot they had circled. "So, animal attacks, murders by what witnesses say a 'gigantic lizard' and a 'dog-like man'." Sam mused, taking out his fathers log book and flicking through it.

"I'm thinking werewolves, they are common in this area or California but a giant lizard? When was the lizard thing?" Dean asked, passing a stop sign. Sam would have scolded him if he wasn't reading, he barely noticed it.

"three months ago, Dean But I think the lizard is probably gone, there are no reports of anyone witnessing it along with any murders or animal attacks... Infact, all the animal attacks stopped about three months ago..." Sam mumbled, frowning. Dean thought he looked alot younger when he did that.

"something's up." Dean said, looking around at the passing trees, suspicious.

"Something is." Sam agreed, closing the book. "We have a few leads or people we could talk to, like the Argents but I think they're out of business."

Dean looked at his brother. "Why'd you say that?" He asked, frowning.

"Well, most of them are dead. Kate Argent was mauled by a 'suspicious animal' and Victoria Argent committed suicide and so on, I don't think they would be willing to talk to us anyway, so they're more or less out of the question." Sam said, re-arranging the newspaper clippings and folding them neatly, that was Sam. He was always so neat.

Sam stopped, realising something.

"What is it, Sammie?" Dean asked, adjusting his Ray-bans and turning to his brother, he could be so dramatic sometimes.

"Cas." Sam muttered, making Dean stiffen a little. "He's coming tomorrow isn't he? What will we tell Stiles?"

Dean plastered on a calm face, even though the thought of the Angel made him feel... Weird for some reason. "We get him a Motel room and we do the research there as well to avoid questions from Stiles. Easy."

Sam smiled a little. "Imagine if he, like came with us?" He mused, thinking of the kid.

Dean smirked. "What? Stiles?"

Sam laughed. "Yeah. He would be good help to us. He likes to research, apparently he's on the computer all day."

Dean accelerated a little bit. "Aside from the fact that the moment we drag him in this, he'd want to know everything and that we can't take him with us, cause he's still in school and John would never agree." He said, passing the hospital.

Sam sighed. "Yeah, it's just a thought though. It would be pretty cool."

Dean smiled, nearing the Stilinski residence. "Yeah. And it's weird too, that someone like Stiles and John have no idea what the world is really like, and probably never will."

***

Derek nibbled the nape of Stiles' neck, making him shiver a little. Stiles smiled. "My cousins will be coming soon, you know." He laughed, Derek liked that Stiles was ticklish, it was really cute.

"I know, baby. The literal moment I hear the car, I'm out the window I promise, but until then..." He said, kissing his boyfriend on the mouth, hard and sudden, making Stiles make an 'hmmph!' Sound.

Stiles grinned into the kiss and snaked his arms around the alphas waist, he lowered his hand and squeezed the older man's ass, making him gasp a little in surprise. Stiles grinned. Derek Hale had an amazing ass.

"Stiles?" John Stilinski called from downstairs.

Stiles groaned at the walking-talking-cockblock that was his father and stepped away from his boyfriend, opening the bedroom door and calling out an irritated "yeah?"

"Your cousins texted me, they're on their way so get ready to kick him out when they come Kay?" The sheriff called, jokingly. Derek and John got on surprisingly well together.

"yeah." He called back, shutting the door and wrapping his arms around Derek's neck, nuzzling his throat. Derek hugged him back, burying his nose in his hair, smelling his sweet scent.

"I wont see you that often." Stiles muttered miserably. "until they leave that is, which is in a week or something." The three had agreed that the brothers would not see Derek, Dean had told him that they had worked for the government and were researching a classified case in Beacon Hills so they'd be fairly busy.

Anyone who worked for the government could look at Derek's file and that would be hard to explain to his cousins about his relations with the man, so they decided to not have Derek at the house or in public with Stiles.

None of them liked it, but it had to be done.

Derek heard the faint throttle of a car coming down the street. He sighed. "They're coming. I love you." He said, giving his Mate a quick kiss before leaping out of the window and running into the forest, taking the long route to the loft.