Welcome To Fatherhood (SPN/TW)

Chapter 37

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       Scott, the pack, and the two grown Winchesters were sitting around Derek's loft getting impatient and more worried. 

     Suddenly the werewolves in the pack's heads shot up and that's when the rest of them heard it, Stiles's laugh, they were back. 

     "Stiles!" Dean immediately shouted as he walked towards the stairs leading to the main floor, the pack heard the laughter stop abruptly, followed by an "Oh shit" Making Liam and Scott chuckle. 

     Sam looked at the two wolves in slight confusion, Scott shook his head while Liam leaned over and stated. "Let's just say, Stiles's is in for an earful." Sam chuckled nodded, just as Liam said that the pack, even Sam heard Dean's voice, the playfulness sucked out of the room. 

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      Stiles's cheeks were red with embarrassment and anger as Dean lectured him. 
"Why would you go to hell?!" He shouted, Stiles spluttered waving his hands up and down at Derek. "Hello! Pack member wolfnapped by demons?! You think I wouldn't risk anything to save any of them." Stiles spoke lowly, the pack was now here, along with Sam. 
They were all standing behind Dean, Sam was watching Dean waiting for his next move. 

      Castiel still had his hand on Stiles's Shoulder, as well as Derek's. 
"I explained this to you already Dean." Castiel spoke vague, Stiles looked back at Castiel in confusion and back at his dad. "What's he talking about?" 

      Dean's face no longer held anger but was flustered and was opening and closing his mouth searching for an answer. "Uh..." Was all that came out of his mouth. 

     Stiles's sighed deeply and turned around looking at Castiel who's face was straight as ever. 
"What do you mean?" Stiles asked, Castiel looked at him with furrowed brows and shook his eyes. "I cannot tell you Stiles, I'm sorry." Stiles gaped at Castiel. 

     "Angels can't lie!" Stiles scoffed in disbelief. 
"We can and it's not lying if I haven't told you anything." Castiel pointed out calmly, Stiles frowned and grumbled something incoherent. "No one is allowed to tell you, you must find out on your own." Stiles gaped once again. 

     "You're kidding right? Will this secret get me killed?" Castiel looked at him confused and shook his head. "Will it get me hurt?" Stiles asked slowly, Castiel once again shook his head. "It's nothing bad kid." Sam spoke up gaining an annoyed look from everyone else except for Derek. "Shit... Sorry." Sam chuckled awkwardly. 

     "Does everyone know what it is." Stiles deadpanned annoyed, everyone except for Derek answered yes. "No." Derek stated firmly. "You were in hell." Malia pointed out, Derek narrowed his eyes at her. "Thanks for the reminder." 

    "Asshole." Malia grumbled gaining a growl from Derek only for Malia to growl back. "Knock it off. Both of you." Stiles demanded, getting a head ache. To Stiles's surprise he heard the growling stop. With a raised eyebrow he looked up from his lashes and seen they had calmed down. "Dude. That was awesome." Scott gasped chuckling. "What happened?" Stiles asked Castiel, confused. "You calmed their emotional state." Castiel answered. 

     "How?" Stiles asked slowly. "You just do it." Was all he answered. 
Letting out a long breath Stiles put his hands in the air. "If you want to lecture me about going to Hell, that's fine, but it can wait until tomorrow." Stiles paused turning around walking to the loft door. "All i want to do, is to take a shower, and go to sleep." With that Stiles left. 

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      Once Stiles was outside he took a deep breath of fresh air and began walking Stiles's phone began to ring, groaning he reached in his pocket and struggled to pull it out a bit. When he finally did he looked down and seen it was John calling him, confused Stiles answered the phone. "Hello?" Stiles spoke cautiously. "Stiles..." Stiles straightened up at the distressed voice. 

      "Da-John, you okay?" Stiles corrected himself, John noticed too and let out a sad chuckle. "Could you stop by the house?" He asked not answering Stiles's question. 

       Not thinking anything of it, Stiles nodded to himself before answering. "Yeah, I'll be there in a minute." With that they hung up and Stiles used the little grace he had that regenerated, to flash to the house. 

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      The Winchesters, Castiel, and The pack all stood in silence inside the loft. 
That was until Sam spoke up. "We should head back to the motel, meet Stiles there." Dean nodded quietly to himself as he began walking to the door with Sam behind him only to stop. "Liam you coming?" Sam asked turning around looking at his son who nodded and followed. 

       The three of them left and Castiel stood there awkwardly as the pack stared at him. "Thanks Castiel. By the way..." Derek coughed out as he ran a hand through his hair, Castiel gave him a soft smile and nodded. "Anytime." With that Cas was gone too. 

     "Well, since everyones heading out, I guess I'll head home too." Scott stated with a yawn, he left the apartment and the rest of the pack followed after, leaving Derek alone in his loft. 

      He couldn't stop thinking about what Castiel said to Stiles, why can't he know what it is if it's about Stiles? 

     Shaking his head getting rid of his thoughts he pulled his shirt off along with his pants leaving him in his boxers, he walked over to his bed where he fell and passed out. 

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     Stiles arrived at the house and walked up the porch, bringing his hand up he twisted the knob and found it unlocked so he just walked in, that should of been the first warning because John never left the door unlocked, but Stiles thought nothing of it since he's the one who called and asked him to come over. 

     Thank god for angel hearing cause he could hear that John was in the living room, entering the living room Stiles let out a small cough getting his attention. John looked over and seen Stiles was standing there, standing up he walked over with his arms out like he was going to pull him into a hug but Stiles took a step back. 

      "Stiles... I'm sorry about that night, I didn't mean it, I drank too much...." John trailed off sadly, looking down at his shoes, Stiles reached his hand up to put on John's shoulder but stopped halfway when he heard John chuckle quietly. "Was too drunk i couldn't aim for your head." John looked up after Stiles yanked his hand away, looking at John with shock and hurt of his words. 

     Looking around for any sign of alcohol that he could have drank, Stiles found nothing. "Looking for bottles little Winchester?" Stiles looked at John slowly and was shocked to see his eyes were black... Fucking Demons.