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STILES

They had been a week into the second semester of their senior year when they had found out Stiles was gone. Terrified, they had run to the sheriff wanting to know if he had been kidnapped, had disappeared, or worse – had sheriff explained to them that Stiles had graduated a semester early, collected his diploma and headed off to college. They had called his cell phone, but he never answered. He never replied to their texts or e-mails either. He had just disappeared.

They began to realize that they had driven him away by ignoring him and taking advantage of him; so they changed.

They made sure they checked up on each other regularly, never going a few days without talking to each other, they became more of a pack more of a family. But Stiles haunted them like a ghost. They never forgot him – never forgot what they did to him.

Sometimes they went to the sheriff to ask how Stiles was doing, and he would give them the basics: Stiles graduated college, Stiles went on to graduate school, he studied History, and he moved to Europe and spent a long time just travelling around.

That was it though.

Just the very basics; not how he was doing, if he was enjoying himself, if he made friends, if he dated anybody. That was especially curious to Derek for he eventually realized that he had been in love with Stiles. He realized it slowly, realized that he missed Stiles' scent; he missed his presence, his talkative nature; missed everything about him. Finally he realized why he always used to get so close to Stiles, why he always threatened him but never would go through with it. He loved him.

They didn't just miss Stiles' life however. Stiles missed the rest of the pack's lives as well. He missed Scott's wedding to Allison and Lydia's to Jackson. Surprisingly, Derek became a deputy sheriff. Scott, Isaac, and Boyd went to the police academy after high school then joined the sheriff's office. Allison went to law school before becoming a state attorney. Lydia and Jackson opened up a coffee shop that quickly became the most popular hang out in Beacon Hills. Danny went into business and helped Jackson out when he needed it. And Erica did the one thing NO ONE expected her to do; she became an English teacher.

~S~S~

Eight and a half years after Stiles left Beacon Hills

"Scott you'll have to move faster than that."

The pack is running in the woods. There hadn't been any trouble since the Alpha Pack, but Derek always made a point to keep them in shape working as a well-oiled machine,

"Pick up the pace."

Derek suddenly stops, and the others stumble to not run into each other as they come to a stop behind him. He cocks his head to the left, listening. The others share a look, and then they hear it too: the sound of about three motorcycles and a car. They're too far from the main road for it to be just anyone. The only people who usually come out here are the pack and people after the pack.

"Let's go."

They take off running again, this time towards the sound of the motors. They reach them a couple seconds after the engines cut.

When they come into view they see five men getting off of the motorcycles, and they form a semicircle on the driver's side of a black jeep. The jeep's windows are tinted and so far no one has come out.

"I can smell two people in the jeep," Scott informs the pack, after Derek directs them to stop, "I don't recognize the scent of any of the men around the jeep, but one of the scents in the jeep is familiar, I just can't place it."

"You're right," Derek seems on edge.

"Let's watch. If whoever it is needs help we can step in."