The Past Saving.

Chapter 3

I blinked wildly, trying to focus on Talia. "I need your help." I muttered pointing to Deaton while coughing. My body tingled in every bone as I sit up. "I figured you did. Nice little scene you've done. I saw it all." He said smirking. Talia looked brutally confused but ignored it.

"Are you alright?" she questioned running up to me feeling my forehead. "You still feel hot. You can't be fully better.." I lightly laughed but nodded. "Still feel like I'm dying but I'll be fine sooner or later." She furrowed her brows and then sighed. "Do you have a place to stay?" That question confused me as she looked at me worried.

"Wait, I'm clearly a stranger. Who knows who you are although and you are a alpha werewolf too with one of the largest packs who all are your family, and yet you want to invite me into your home to stay with your pack?" I rambled off shocked. She smiled slightly. "I trust you, Stiles." she said helping me up. "But you will have to answer how you know I'm a alpha. And exactly why and how you are this hurt." Before I could even think I replied, "Hunters." I winced moving slightly over to Deaton. "They attacked my pack. And this is gonna sound crazy, insane, extremely insane, badly insane, utterly crazy insane like way past supernatural crazy like way too crazy if you know what I mea-" Talia laughed covering my mouth.
My eyes went soft at that, she was so calm.

"Get on with it Stiles."

I took a deep breath. "I'm from the year 2019, I think I was sent here to save your family Talia. In this year, 2004, Your family dies in arson except Peter, Cora, Derek, and Laura. Deaton, in the future gave me a leather bound book, potion, and details on who I was gonna save. Didn't work out and I ended up here with you guys, so I think I was sent here to prevent it. I probably shouldn't say a lot of details or else I'm gonna destroy the whole timeline, but I am gonna save your family from the hunter who did it and that's how I am gonna get back to my original destination because I think it might be the only possible way."

Looking at them, pausing and taking a deep breath.

"And I want to help you guys. Because if I could possibly go back, I would save you all. Be..Because this was horrifying and you are amazing people."

I looked down before continuing. "I know you're a alpha because, nine years ago in my time, my best friend got bitten by a alpha. Letting me meet your son Derek and brother Peter. Leading us to become technically a part of the Hale pack, Derek being the alpha. My best friend ended up becoming a alpha and we created our own pack which Derek joined. I'm what Deaton calls a spark, that is why he sent me to do this, the nemeton chose me in a dream. I was suppose to save Allison Argent who died in 2013, but here...here I am." I whispered the last part wincing slightly, I glanced up looking at Talia.

"Deaton saw me. He knows I'm a spark, he senses it. He believes me, so please. Talia believe me and help me save your family." Talia looked in my eyes, she slowly took my face in her hands. Her rubbing her thumb against my bruised cheek. Then something painfully pierced my neck, I glanced up  everything slowly becoming foggy. "I understand why you are doing this. But you won't always see pretty things in my head."

With that being said, I then passed out.

CAN I NOT PASS OUT FOR AT LEAST A HOUR MAYBE?

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Something padded my face softly and I opened my eyes glancing up, a chubby faced little girl grinned up at me. "Hi! You must be Stiles! I'm Corra!" she said grinning impossibly wider, her missing tooth showing. Then another girl, light skinned and blond peeped out behind her. "That's Emma-Kaitlyn. She goes by Emma though. She's human. Completely. Her mom is too! Isn't that cool?" I laughed slightly. I looked at Emma, "Very cool, Humans are awesome." I said grinning. Emma smiled shyly touching my face with her small soft hands. "I like you." she said grinning. I chuckled smiling. "I like you too."

"Hey! Does Sti-Stirles? Stirling? Bob? Biles? uh..Whats your name again?" Cora asked sheepishly. I laughed, gosh this place was pure enjoyment from what I am use to. They are now almost always so tense unless we all are together with safety around us and no threat.  "Stiles."
"Stiles! Does Stiles like me too? I like him! I like his hair!" Cora yelled touching my hair, them both crawling into bed playing with my face.

"Girls. That's enough. Quit bothering our guest." A all too familiar voice said those words chuckling, Derek Hale, a sixteen year old version of Derek Hale. I immediately grinned ready to have fun with Miguel, but he looked at me smiling. "Mom had to make sure you was telling the truth. We've had some pretty bad people try to attack our pack with lies. Its not that she didn't believe you. She did. And she wanted to apologize. But it was for safe measures." I nodded.

"I understand completely. We've had to do the same before." I said shrugging. He glanced up at me sadly after I said that, those eyes still looked so innocent yet snarky at the same exact time, fabulous. Derek glanced at the girls again, crossing his arms raising a black bushy eyebrow.
"Shoo." he demanded flashing his blue eyes. The girls scattered off giggling, Cora sticking her tongue out at Derek, Derek doing the same back. I chuckled smirking, this was insanely adorable. Derek looked up, "What?" he questioned getting closer to me his face was kind of worried, a tray of food in his arms. I smiled softly at it.

"Just, you." I replied vagually, realizing it probably sounded creepy but oh well I didn't care. Derek's eyebrows shot up, "When Peter said you was a flirt, I thought he was joking." he said laughing shaking his head.

I facepalmed. "I didn't even think of that! Oh my God, Peter freaking...remind me to slap him later next time I see him." I said grabbing a buttered hot roll off the tray as Derek set down himself and the tray of food. "Will do." Derek said grinning and grabbing a Apple off the tray. "As long as I get to help." he said winking biting into the apple.

This was not the broken family I knew. This was a happy (yet dangerous) family, they was together, was a pack. They wasn't dead.

Derek still was tinted, he just killed his lover. But he was still happy, he still smiled. He just was broken. But aren't we all broken in this world? I killed Allison, killing someone you love, gives you a really good reason to be broken.