Readmitted (Teen Wolf Fanfic)

Closer

You need to shift back. Derek told Stiles and Malia knew he was right. The pack was agitated, not being able to communicate properly with Stiles and Stiles himself was twitchy.

Yeah, yeah I know that. There's just a small problem: I can't. Even in Malia's head, Stiles' voice was drenched in sarcasm. Malia had been surprised and pleased when she could hear her cousin and ex-boyfriend despite being in her human form.

"Stiles" said Malia, remembering his earlier advice. "Think of an anchor."

Next to her, Scott nods his head enthusiastically. He was probably remembering his early days as a werewolf.

It's not working! The voice in Malia's head was layered with frustration and she could sense the pack's discomfort as a response to Stiles'.

It'll be okay. Offered up Derek, still in his black wolf form.

Easy for you to say, snarled Stiles. Then, God, I never wanted this.

Malia whimpers at the crack in his voice.

"What's going on?" demands Lydia, strawberry blonde hair is flicked away from her face angrily but Malia can see nothing but concern written across her face.

"Stiles can't shift back" even to herself, Malia sounds blunt and disjointed. She remembers being trapped in her coyote form and unable to shift back to human, she was too scared, too guilty and too feral- only Scott's howl had turned her back. Scott's howl.

"Scott" said Malia and his head snapped in her direction. "Howl"

When Scott howled, Stiles could feel it in his bones just as he had when he was trapped in his own mind with a demonic thousand-year-old spirit. This time it didn't cause him to turn his head.

The transformation was different to how it had been in the tunnels, before it had been graceful, instinctual and effortless. This time however, it hurt. It was like every molecule in his body was fighting against his instincts to turn. To listen to his alpha.

Through the murky pain of shifting it registered to Stiles that it was so bad because he had resisted two alphas earlier and they were the two that had turned him. But Scott was his alpha and ever since he'd been sixteen, stupid and decided to go body hunting in the middle of the night he had been.

His vision blacked out a little then he came back to with his pack staring at him.

"Hi" croaked Stiles, frowning at the state of his voice. He hadn't been able to notice it when communicating with Malia and Derek in his head. That was weird. His whole life was weird. But he still hadn't got over it.

"Er, Stiles" said Liam after an awkwardly long pause. It was at that moment that Stiles realised that he was stark naked.

He squawked, flailed and promptly fell on his face. When he stopped seeing stars he hid behind Derek, who in his wolf form was a very good shield, and made sure Derek was looking the other way.

"Can I have some pants?" demanded Stiles. Somebody threw him Derek's discarded clothes and he raised an eyebrow.

"Son" said the Sherriff and for the first-time Stiles noticed his dad standing in the corner. A pair of familiar pants hit his face and Stiles scrambled to put them on behind his wolfy shield. A pair of Stiles' jeans, t-shirt and flannel followed.

Once he was decent, Stiles launched himself across the room and into his dad's arms.

"M'sorry" he mumbled quietly into the Sherriff's ear, ignoring that half the room would still hear him no matter how quietly he spoke.

"It wasn't your fault"

Stiles pulled away for a moment and smiled at his dad, ignoring the feeling inside that told him it was his fault and he was a bad person for doing that to his dad.

Then something occurred to him. "Where did you get my clothes from?"

"I'm your dad- it's my job to carry around my son's clothes everywhere I go" there was a hint of a smirk in Sherriff Stilinski's voice.

Stiles raised an eyebrow.

"He got me to get you clothes when we realised that you'd be naked when you shifted back." Liam explained, answering Stiles' dad for him.

"I wasn't aware you had a car"

"He used mine" Stiles recognised the distinctive voice and his eyes snapped to Hayden.

"Thank you" he told her.

"What about me?" Whined Liam and Stiles smirked.

Liam's eyes turned into giant blue puppy dog ones and Stiles cursed Scott for teaching his puppies tricks.

"Thank you" said Stiles again, rolling his eyes but really meaning it. He was happy that his pack cared about him.

"Are you okay Stiles?" asked a concerned Scott.

Stiles took a deep breath. "Yeah"

"You're lying" said Malia immediately and Stiles sighed. Time to change the topic.

"You should probably get your clothes on" he told her.

He sensed some of the pack nodding, Isaac, Scott, Liam.

"Why?" asked Malia.

"Malia" Stiles raised his eyebrows, he knew she remembered.

"Fine" she huffed, hunting down her underwear.

There was some movement in the corner of Stiles' eyes as Derek shifted back and dressed as well.

When everybody had an acceptable number of clothes on, Jackson spoke for the first time. "Are you going to tell us what those assholes did to you so we can go hunt them down Stilinski?"

"Aww Jackson, didn't know you cared..." Stiles started but was cut off by Derek.

"Just get on with it."

So he did.

Is it a bird, is it a plane? No it's an update. I can't assure you there aren't any flying pigs near you. (It's almost 1000 words long too :o) (Well about 900)

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