Across Dimensions (Sterek)

Chapter 2

This fanfic is inspired/based off of a lovely Destiel one I read not too long ago. It's called "In A Hundred Worlds (I'd Find You And I'd Choose You)." http://archiveofourown.org/works/1222861 It is by noangelsinthegarrison and the idea for this fic is based entirely off of it.

The author gave me permission to post this.

Stiles can't help his curiosity. In the months following the huge dimensions field trip, Stiles is in a craze to find out exactly what that mirror showed him. Of course, he's not sad about it: it gave him Derek. But he's still curious—his best quality, in his opinion—and endlessly researches everything he can.

Admittedly, it's not much.

It's against Derek's protests when Stiles decides to go back to the Warlock shop and ask around. Derek's too busy to go with him, so he sends Isaac instead. Together, Stiles and Isaac walk in through the windowed door, letting the bell chime happily as they do.

"Welcome to the Warlock Shop, where we can accommodate with all your magic needs!" A perky girl says, looking bouncy and excited.

"Witch," Isaac mumbles in Stiles's ear. "Yell if you need me." Then he drifts off to a darkened part of the store. Yeah, thanks for the backup.

Stiles approaches the counter where the witch is, careful not to touch anything. "Hi. So I've been in here before, and the last time I was here it seemed that an enchanted mirror took a liking to me? It showed me different dimensions or something, because I was a teenage werewolf in one of them and I'm neither a teenager nor a werewolf." Stiles says, explaining. "I just want to know what the mirror showed me, and if it's important?"

The witch is visibly excited. "You're talking about Phyllis! It's exciting that Phyllis showed you anything, she hardly likes anyone." The witch bounces out from behind the counter and begins to disappear from view before beckoning to Stiles to follow her. "There's a specific spell I can do to help the mirror communicate with us what it was showing you. Sometimes it shows you the past, the future, alternate universes, and alternate worlds that could occur because of a single even that either occurred or failed to do so." They come to a stop in front of the mirror.

The witch mumbles something before tapping the mirror. A few words appear in the reflection, and the witch writes them down before they disappear. "Okay! So the mirror can only be pretty vague, which gets to be annoying. Sorry. Here you go, though. These are in order of what dimensions you saw."

"Thank you," Stiles tells her, and she shrugs and bounces off.

Stiles takes a seat in one of the huge Victorian chairs the that they have set up among the rows of books and holds the paper in his sweaty hands, crinkling it as he does. Four of the lines are filled, and each one has two or three words. The first line says: wolf alternate. It's pretty easy for Stiles to acknowledge that the mirror took him to an alternate universe where he himself was bitten instead of Scott. The second line reads: no magic alternate, which Stiles interprets as an alternate universe with no magic.

The third and fourth ones are the two that confuse him, though, because one reads forward leap and the other says forward jump. Stiles can't really decipher it. And maybe he doesn't want to. Because if these phrases mean what he wants them to mean...

But no, they just can't. Stiles can't allow himself to dream something as amazing and crazy as that. Stiles is walking back up to the front when he's stopped by a cloaked figure stepping in front of him. "You were here to visit Phyllis," the figure says.

Stiles cranes his neck, trying to get a look at the face under the hood. "Uh, yeah. She took me on a little trip through four dimensions a few months back and I just wanted some answers."