Scott hangs up and looks at the pack. Stiles stops in his tracks and slowly walks to Scott sensing slight anger along with shock. "What did he say?" Lydia questions carefully. Stiles stares up at Scott as he sits. Scott takes a deep breath. "Deaton said it is very possible he masked the scent. It's impossible to find out how he became a fox until he comes back to us as a human and tells us." John folds his arms. "Well how to we get him back to his human self?" Scott looks down at the fox in front of him. He kneels becoming eye to eye with the fox. "He needs his anchor with him. Deaton said this could've come out because he misses the person that left him." Scott explains looking into the blue and orange eyes. "Except for Stiles, Its two people."
The entire pack is shocked by that. "What two people? And what makes him think its two people he needs?" John has a slight worry in his voice. "Well his eyes are two different colors. The blue represents one person and the orange represents the other. Its, I guess, this ancient mating sign that when a fox misses or needs its mate, they can easily change if they feel the need. It's normal for their species." Scott looks up at John. "It's not an of us, leaving only three possibilities." Scott continues, anger slowly rising. "Peter, Derek, and Chris." John is furious at that.
"You mean my son might have something in between two of the three?" Scott nods. "I doubt it's Derek" Lydia states. "So, what do we do? Does he need Peter and Chris here to change back?" Stiles lights up at the names. "It's worth a shot." Scott looks up at John with pleading eyes. He gives in. "I'll call Argent, you guys are on your own for Peter." Stiles jumps around as he continues to hear the two names. "Okay, Lydia, Malia, and I will take Stiles to Derek's apartment. He might be there still." Lydia calls Stiles and the three walk to the front of the house. "Can you guys just stay put and possibly do more research?" The four nod and walk inside, Scott closely behind.
They drive to the apartment building. The drive there, Stiles is quiet, curled up with Lydia in the back seat. "I can't believe that my father is his lover." Malia states in complete disbelief. "Neither can I." Scott sighs. "It might be strange but at least you know they make him happy." Lydia smiles lightly at the tired fox. They reach the building and Stiles perks up quickly. "And I now have a feeling he is here." Lydia states letting Stiles jump out after her. They get to the floor of Derek's apartment and Stiles trots to the door of the apartment, pawing at it.
Before the three can reach the door, it slides open and Stiles goes crazy. "I guess we were right." Malia says walking further. "Right about what?" Peter asks petting the fox's head. "That Stiles needs you and Chris." Peter looks up in complete awe. As he looks back down at the fox in front of him, they look each other in the eye. "Oh, my God." Peter whispers in disbelief. He moves and calls Stiles to bring him in the apartment.
As Peter calls him to the couch, Stiles obeys. "Why is he an Artic Fox?" Peter turns to the three hoping for an answer. "Deaton said basically he missed the person he needs and wants in his life. In his case, two people. Its normal to the species. Why he's a fox, we don't know. None of us knew he even had this in him. We never saw any signs or smelled anything connecting this." Scott explains folding his arms. Stiles is sitting calmly as he keeps his eyes on Peter. "He reeks of love towards you." Malia states. Peter smiles at Stiles. The fox perks up at his happiness. Peter sits down letting Stiles crawl onto him. "Does he need Chris too?" Scott nods. "He needs his mates, as Deaton said, to come back to his human self."
Scott walks a distance away to answer his phone. "I found Argent." John shared. "He said he can drive in tonight but won't be here until sometime tomorrow morning." Scott checked to find that it's only 6:32 pm. "Okay. Can you tell him we are at Derek's old apartment? We found Peter and it looks like Stiles is here to stay for a while." The sheriff sighed. "Yeah, I'll let him know. Just keep an eye on Stiles." "Will do." Scott agrees and hangs up. "Alright, Stiles' dad found Chris and he is driving in tonight. He will be here by tomorrow morning. I told him that Stiles is staying with you but I'm staying to keep an eye on him." Scott looks over to the girls. "You guys don't have to stay." Lydia shakes her head. "I'm okay with staying." Malia reluctantly agrees to stay.
Peter looks up at them as he is asked, "Did you know you were his mate?" He shakes his head looking back down at the fox in his lap. "I didn't exactly know. I knew there was a bond. I felt something but it was weak. I wasn't sure what to do about it. I came here thinking I needed to be closer to home but I guess it was Stiles I needed." Malia makes a gag noise. "Ew, don't need or want to hear my father get sappy with my ex." Peter laughs and pets Stiles lightly.
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Scott looks at the clock realizing its 10:48 pm. Lydia's already out cold as she lays out with her head on Scott's shoulder. Malia is attempting to keep herself awake as she lays just in front of the couch. Scott tells her to get some sleep. He doesn't stay awake that much longer. Peter took Stiles upstairs to the room he took. Stiles curls up on Peter's pillow. He laughs as he removes his jeans before crawling into bed. "You should've came to me if you needed me this bad." He whispers as if Stiles could reply.
The fox whines and looks at Peter with guilty eyes. "I wouldn't have been mad. If you feel it, I feel it." He whispers. "Get some sleep. Chris will be here tomorrow and we can get the human you back. I'm gonna get answers." He states in a whisper as Stiles curls up into Peter's side.
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Our Little Fox
FanfictionThe pack walks back walks back to see a large white fox where Stiles was standing. They notice something very different. His left eye was a beautiful ice blue as his right eye was a burning orange.
