I wrote this part before I uploaded chapter 2. So here's chapter 3.
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Before they could walk into the kitchen the door opened and out walked a girl with strawberry blonde hair, 'wasn't here name Lydia or something' Stiles thought to himself before she started talking.
"Hi again, don't know if you remember my name but I'm Lydia. I was the one holding down the fort until grumpy face here found his mate," Lydia said introducing herself. "All the pups are working on breakfast for you guys, we wanted to make you feel welcomed. On a side note don't expect this to always happened, getting them to do this to begin with was already hard," Lydia added. Stiles had never met someone who could talk as fast as he did but to his surprise he had just met his match.
"Did you catch any of that?" Derek asked leading Stiles to the dining table and sitting at the head of the table. Stiles sat on his left, noticing there was a high chair in between them and placing Claudia in it, and nodded to Derek that he understood the fast talking girl. "You look familiar, are you related to a Holland?" Stiles asked, she looked like his first crush that lasted a while until he met Derek.
"That name does sound familiar. I would have to ask my grandmother but I think she could be one of my great grandmothers," Lydia answered with a shrug as she sat down a seat away from Stiles. The door to kitchen opened again not long after and the person who walked out too pretty for it being 9 in the morning.
"Colton?" Stiles blurted out, momentarily forgetting this wasn't 1871 and none of his friends or bullies would be alive. The boy who Stiles yelled at froze on the spot looking very confused. "Uh no, my names Jackson. I don't know a Colton," Jackson said as he sat down on the other side of Lydia, away from Stiles.
"If everybody in that kitchen looks like my friends from 1871 I might pass out," Stiles quietly to himself. He rubbed his hands over his face and sighed loudly. Derek frowned even though he didn't understand fully what Stiles might be going through he grabbed one of Stiles' hands and squeezed. "You'll be fine, I promise. We can all help as a pack. As a warning through if you recognize four of us as somebody you knew, you probably know everybody in that kitchen," Derek said softly, still holding Stiles' hand.
Lydia stood up from the table and excused herself back to the kitchen. A minute later Lydia returned with Scott and taller dark skinned boy. Scott sat down at the empty seat next to Stiles and the other boy sat on Derek's right side.
"I'm Boyd and I'm also Derek's second. It was Stiles right?" Boyd politely introduced himself and Stiles nodded his head so boyd would know he got the name correct. Stiles also noted that Boyd looked like a kid he knew but couldn't remember the name of.
Another person walked out of the kitchen who Stiles didn't recognize, not even from last night. "Hey, I'm Allison. Sorry I wasn't here last night, I was helping my dad. I'm also Scott's girlfriend," Allison said as she sat one seat away two seats away from Boyd. Stiles just gave her a small hi not recognizing her at all either.
The last two people to walk in had several plates of food. The two sat the plates down up the center of the table before the blonde girl sat next to Boyd and the curly haired boy sat next to her.
"Before we eat, you two introduce yourselves," Derek said sounding very much like a dad. "I'm Erica and this puppy is Isaac," Erica said with a smile. Remembering Derek had mentioned she was pregnant Stiles couldn't even tell she was.
"We're done with introductions can we eat now?" Erica asked with a slight whine in her voice. "Don't whine and yes we can eat," Derek said as he grabbed a plate of pancakes to give himself and Stiles some. Stiles watched the pack interact and it felt surreal to him, after spending 141 years alone being around people was very different. But it was a good different and it made Stiles feel loved.
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The Ghost and I [Sterek]
FanfictionStiles is getting used to living again with the help of Derek and his new pack. Stiles also finds that living is a lot harder in 2011 then it was in 1870, like what the hell even is an iPhone? Let's hope Derek has enough patients to deal with Stiles...
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