"So you think you can remember all that?" Derek asked as he finished explaining all that he could as patiently as he could. Stiles just nodded slowly taking in all the information.
"Yeah, now can I take a nap because that was a lot to process?" Stiles asked as he slid the phone in his back pocket. Stiles stood up not waiting for Derek's answer as he walked upstairs towards their bedroom where Claudia was napping. Stiles picked her up carefully as to not wake her and laid down on his side of the bed Derek followed and laid down on the other side.
They still had a half hour before the rest of the pack was due back home. That 30 minutes went by quickly and Stiles was woken up to an argument going on downstairs. Once he was fully awake he realized Derek wasn't next to him and the door was cracked open. He made sure Claudia was still safe in his arms before he cautiously made his way down to whatever was happening.
When he got downstairs he saw Derek trying to hold Isaac back while Peter was trying to hold Jackson back. The girls minus Erica, who was helping Derek calm Isaac down, and Scott were in the corner ready to jump in if they needed to. Boyd was behind Peter for moral support, no way he was getting in this fight.
"Anybody want to explain to me what the fuck is going on?" Stiles asked loudly, but not loudly enough since Boyd was the only one who heard him and walked over.
"Well, it started when Isaac was whining that Derek wasn't paying enough attention to the pack, Jackson misheard him and thought Isaac was complaining about not getting enough attention. That lead to Isaac calling Jackson a spoiled brat and Jackson said 'at least my parents love me enough to spoil me, your parents are dead.' Now they're trying to kill each other." Boyd explained, this pissed Stiles off. It was his fault that Derek had been spending so much time away from his pack and now it resulted in a fight.
Stiles asked Boyd if he would hold Claudia for second, he nodded and Stiles passed Claudia over. Once he wasn't holding his baby he walked in between the two betas and said "When the two of you can stop acting like children I would like to take to you in the kitchen," Stiles continued and walked to the kitchen.
Everyone froze once Stiles walked away. Derek, Erica, and Peter let go over the beta they were holding and almost pushed them towards the kitchen. Isaac and Jackson grumbled as they both walked over to the kitchen not realizing how much trouble they would get into.
Stiles motioned to the two bar stools across from him on the other side of the island. The two betas sat down and waited for Stiles to start talking. "I've been apart of this pack for about two weeks now. I am also completely out of my comfort zone, a month ago I was alone and still thought it was 1870 now I'm in 2011 with all this new technology and a pack. A real pack with my mate and his betas, the same betas I want to get to know and I want them to trust me. It doesn't help when you two are getting in fights. I'm sorry Derek has spent most of his time with me and barely with his betas but I promise you will get your alpha back and hopefully and pack mom too." Stiles finished trying to sound as confident as he could but he knew the betas could smell his anxiety from a mile away. Jackson and Isaac looked at each other with regret and apologized while hugging each other.
"We just fight sometimes and we always regret it after." Isaac started to say but was cut off by Jackson.
"We also hope one day soon we can call you our mom, especially since most of us don't have one anymore." Jackson finished trying not to cry. Both betas were on the verge of tears and welcomed the hug Stiles pulled them into. Everyone felt a sense of calm fall over the pack house and the night continued on without a hitch.
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The Ghost and I [Sterek]
ФанфикStiles 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...