(possibly on pemanant hiatus) Always And Forever |Stiles| |Book 1|

Mythical? Harvest ||7

"We think we can change people. we see something broken and we want to put it back together, but instead we end up cutting ourselves with their broken pieces."
Anonymous||
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Stiles woke up early, before anyone else, with a pleased smile on his face. He'd slept peacefully, after a long time. In his happiness he made some breakfast for all of them, ate his portion, and kept the rest aside for the others, before he left, to go see his family. He wrote down a note telling he was leaving, and stuck it on one of the breakfast dishes he'd prepared.

As he walked down the familiar streets of the Quarter, he pulled out his phone to check his messages. He'd gotten a few calls from both Nik and Becks, and million texts from her, asking him to come home, from yesterday night, which got him worried. He chided himself for enjoying himself when Hayley was in danger, yesterday night. He walked faster towards the plantation house his family was staying at, reaching it within a few minutes. As he reached the door he could hear Nik's angry voice.

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Klaus was angry for many reasons, that morning. Mainly at the witches, what he wanted to do was kill them all for kidnapping his child's mother, from right under his nose. He was angry that Stiles was nowhere to be found when Hayley had disappeared. He was angry at himself for not taking Stiles warning, of Davina Claire. He'd been hasty with his decision, but still believed that the young  witch would come around, and form an alliance with him.

After pacing for what seemed like ages, he decided he needed more answers, and ran at vampire speed to Rousseau's, where he saw Sophie working. Without giving her any warning, he grabbed her, covered her mouth and vampire-sped her to the plantation house, and pushed her into an armchair. Sophie struggled to catch her breath and catch up with what was going on, while Nik was pacing angrily in front of her. He suddenly turned towards her, pointing an angry finger.

"We had a deal. You protect my unborn child, I dismantle Marcel's army. And whilst I've been busy fulfilling my part of the bargain, you allowed Hayley to be attacked and almost killed by a gaggle of lunatic witches." He sat down opposite her, looking at Sophie with accusing and angry eyes.

Sophie's eyes bulged in protest and hastily said, "I had nothing to do with it, I swear. Hayley and I are linked, remember? She dies, I die."

Rebekah, who was standing off to the side silently spoke up. "Then who were they?"

"They are a faction of extremists. Sabine stupidly told them about some vision she had about the baby."

"What kind of vision?" asked Nik, curiously.

"She has them all the time. They're totally open for interpretation. I'm guessing she's wrong on this one."

"Well, how, may I ask, was this particular vision interpreted?" he asked, glaring at her.

Sophie hesitates, before she says, "Pretty much that your baby would bring death to all witches."

Nik who looked amused at the words spill out of Sophie's mouth, said, "Ah, well, I grow fonder of this child by the second."

Rebekah walks around from behind the sofa and takes a seat next to Klaus, gives Sophie a serious look before saying, "Sophie, look. I promised Elijah that I would protect the Mikaelson miracle baby whilst he tries to win your witch, Davina's loyalty. Why don't you tell me just how extreme this faction is?" 

Sophie looks surprised at that, "Elijah's talking to Davina?"

Rebekah confused at the witch, "Yeah, as we speak, I imagine." She leans back and crosses her leg.