Come Back To Me

Ch. 3

STILES POV

"Stiles focus"

I grunted "I am"

"No, you're not. Some spells only work with your full concentration, if your head is somewhere else you can end up casting the wrong one" There was a lot on my mind. With my parents just about throwing a fit about me wanting to move in my boyfriend, to Derek hinting at the fact that we might be married one day. Don't get me wrong it was everything I wanted but sometimes I really felt like I didn't deserve it, like Derek was too good for me. Plus, I always felt guilty training and not telling me dads what I was, maybe it was time? But at the moment Deaton was right I needed my head to be clear. I gave it one last shot making my mind a blank slate and cast the spell one last time.

"Now remember what we said about containment. Make sure it stays over the clinic" I gave him one last nod then proceeded the spell. In a matter of second I could feel the ground around the clinic rumble and could hear the sound of hail clanging against the metallic roof. Deaton's reassuring hand on my back let me know that I had succeeded. I stopped in the middle of the spell and let my ADHD get the best of me a jumped up and down in excitement. At that moment claps of thunder came sending echos booming through the small building.

Deaton placed a hand on each shoulder, and let out a small laugh "Stiles-Stiles! Calm down"

"Sorry" I said closing my eyes, and ending the spell.

"It's fine. Just remember that you're stronger than others. Your emotions are tightly combined with your powers" I nodded. There was so much I had to remember, keep my mind clear, stay focused, but also focus on controlling my emotions. He excused himself to the next room while I stood a bit proud of myself. That feeling that someone was watching me came back again putting an uneasy feeling in the pit of my stomach. I wondered if there was a spell to figure out who it is out there following me. I made it a note to ask Deaton about that. I flipped through the pages we had sprawled across the table looking for the next spell. Deaton wanted me to be able to master the smaller things before I learned anything too drastic. I found another interesting weather spell and went to show him.

"Hey, I think I can cast this one but I'll need to learn-" I stopped in my tracks once I scene Deaton talking to three men.

"Please continue" pops said as he brushed some melted hail from his shoulders "I'm assuming this was your doing" My eyes fell from pops, to dad, to Derek, to pops, then back to Derek... He told.

Deaton grabbed Derek's bicep pulling them out of the room leaving me alone with my dads. They were both pretty quiet, dad looked worried whereas pops was sporting a look of anger.

"I don't know what you want me to say" I admitted

Dad spoke walking to sit down "We're probably the ones who need to figure out what to say" I looked up at him confused "We must not be the best parents if you felt like you couldn't tell us"

"Don't say that. I just was scared of how you'd react"

"It wouldn't have been all that surprising" pops muttered. The two exchanged glances conversing with their eyes.

"What do you mean?"

"We knew. With Cas being an angel we knew you'd be something supernatural, and a few years ago we figured out what"

"Were you ever going to tell me?" I said a little angrier than I meant to.

Cas stood abruptly "Of course we were. We were just trying to figure out the right way. You're going to very powerful Stiles, we were just being cautious"

"Is this why you wouldn't let me live with Derek?"

"Yes. It was our attempt to try and protect you, but apparently you've been doing a great job on your own" I laughed at how surprised my parents were that I was able to carry my own. This all went better than I could have imagined everything seemed to being okay for the time being. My pops was sure to let me know that this conversation wasn't over before he left. Prompting Derek to reenter the room. He smiled and I quickly came to find he was listening in. He bent down trying to kiss me but I pushed him away returning to the spell books.

"Don't be mad at me"

"You told them"

"It's not like they didn't already know" I continued to ignore him flipping through the pages of the book in front of me. It became extremely hard to ignore him and concentrate when he started making a whimpering noise running his hands up and down my thighs. "Please let me make it up to you" I was going to push him away when he took a mouth full of my neck sucking lightly. My eyes fluttered shut, and I gripped the book in my hands trying to hold in the moan on my lips.

"Maybe another time Derek" Deaton said as he entered the office "Stiles' training isn't over" I slapped his hands away making Derek laugh. He moved to a chair in the corner watching me train apparently not going anywhere any time soon.

UNKNOWN POV

I watched him living the life that was supposed to be mine, with the man who was supposed to love me. He smiled and laughed falling into Derek's arms unaware that at anytime his entire world could come crumbling down, unaware that it will soon. He may be a powerful spark but that's just what I will use to tear him down. I will get back everything that was meant to be mine while he's left to coward helplessly in a corner.