The Past Saving.

Chapter 4

"I see you've met my son." Talia said walking in. I jumped dropping my hot roll on myself, causing everyone to chuckle. Blushing I picked it up and threw it in the trash. "Yeah. He's pretty cool." I said smirking getting up out of bed. "So you find what you needed in my brain?" I questioned glancing up at her. She nodded smiling, "Thanks for not taking offence, I know it is pretty painful."

I winced slightly rubbing my neck. "Yeah it hurts a little bit." I said grinning, Derek chuckled shaking his head. "This guy has a mouth on him." Derek remarked. I glanced over at him, "Oh I sure do. But I have more of a mouth on me than you think."

Talia shook her head but grabbed my arm and tugged me slightly downstairs. "Maybe you can help us with a situation, Stiles." she whispered. My eyebrows furrowed, situation? Derek widened his eyes and quickly left, throwing his mother a glance before disappearing. "Situation? Other than arson?"

Talia looked at me strangely and walked away slowly, me following her lead quickly. "What situation? Why do you think I can help?" She glanced back at me. Walking downstairs, I almost choked on my breath. The place, was beautiful. Almost new, there was a huge fireplace and wooden walls made of logs, It was...not the hale fire house. There was a huge kitchen, with a huge amount of breakfast on it, it made my mouth water but my stomach cringe. Alright, guess I wasn't fully over my so called jet leg and injury. But most famous view of all, was the big amount of family laughing and eating together, barely glancing up at me as they talked.

About seven people there, four children at least along with them.

"Everyone." Talia greeted smiling. Many smiles and waves came back, Cora running up to her mothers legs and poking my own leg, grinning. While as Laura just glared daggers at me not knowing who I was as I walked into their home practically. Peter gave a sarcastic wave which made me give a sarcastic smile in return, while Derek just ate his food talking to a blond boy who looked awfully close to Emma.

"So sleeping beauty awakes?" a tall brown haired man questioned grinning up at me. Michael Hale, in a business suit. Many followed his gaze, everyone's eyes on me now. Swallowing I slightly waved, shuffling awkwardly as I glanced around at the group of people. Laura Hale, Derek Hale, Peter Hale, Brunette small boy who was called John,  Emma, blond woman who was named Madeline, blond Man Steph, brown haired woman and man named Kylie and Josh with a young boy, who was named Toffer. My thoughts wandered to Derek Hales words about the fire, not all was werewolves, there was humans. The blond man must be a werewolf, the kids must be human, the brown haired couple could be either.

My mind immediately realized something, it wasn't just humans, there was children also. Human children burned alive in the Hale fire, my mind immediately burned with anger as I grit my hands together. "Talia, um what did you want to show me?" I questioned after she was waiting for me to say something. She glanced at me putting her hand up for one moment. "This, is Stiles, he will be staying with us for awhile. He is pack for right now, and everyone will treat him as well as we treat our pack. He is a good young man, so he will obey himself. As long as you obey yourselves. Goodness comes out until threatened." My face immediately turned red, I scratched the back of my head frowning slightly. I hope I can be good enough to stop the fire.

Laughter and mutters came in as Talia just rolled her eyes at them smiling. "Now, come on." Talia said walking off into another hallway, there she opened a door to a bedroom. My body immediately felt hot, and goosebumps went all over my body. Talia opened the door and there setting in the bed, was a young tattered up girl with brown matted up curly hair and big green eyes was staring back at me. "I was hoping you could help with her, since you both arrived at the same time. On top of the Nemeton together." she glanced at me as I kept my gaze on the girl, the girl looked horrified and stared back at me biting her lip and covering herself slightly with a blanket.

"I uh don't know her at all..." I mumbled shutting the door. "But she is supernatural, I feel it." I said staring at the door. "She won't speak to us, the only person she seemed comfortable with was Derek, but she mumbled "S" when he was helping her eat, so we thought of you. Shes completely rattled,barely whispering incoherent things or just being silent and staring." I looked at the door knob, gripping it tightly.

"She was bloody, almost as bloody as you when we found her. She looked like she was in trouble, deathly possibly. Though she only had a few wounds, stitched up. We was thinking you was attacked by the same people." My eyes widened at this information. Did the hunters attack others? How big of hunters was these people?

Suddenly a ear piercing scream was echoed across the house, I immediately busted down the door to see the girl screaming holding her throat, her eyes almost glowing white. I ran to her side wincing at her scream as she looked at me holding her throat silence settling in, the way she bit her lip made me think she was holding in another scream. "S-S-Stiles?" she whispered her green eyes fading in, her eyes widened suddenly and she screamed again, louder, and louder until I felt something warm trickle down my ears.

Talia stood there shocked holding her ears as the rest of the pack came running upstairs. The girl clutched her throat and began banging her head on the bed crying out. "No!" I shouted grabbing her and holding her and her arms down. "No don't hurt yourself. Its okay.." I whispered. "The-the sun...the moon...the truth..." the girl whispered over and over before she let her hands down from her throat. I began whispering little soothing nothings in her ears hoping to calm her down fully, since she was still shaking hard. She looked up at me through blood shot eyes and tears before they fluttered shut again and she became limp, her body falling into sleep.

"Banshee." Talia breathed out shocked and let her hands fall from her ears. I shook my head at Talia sighing. "Not just a Banshee." I said holding onto the girl tighter. "And I think she was sent here by the Nemeton to help me."