Spn and TW Oneshots Book 2(CLOSED)

Alternate reality part 1(Sterek)

The floor under Stiles' feet shifted under him. He reached for Derek's door to steady him but there was nothing there.

Stiles eyes opened, blinking as he took in his surroundings. He was lying on the floor of Scott's living room?

"Hey, I thought I heard you come in, what are you doing on the floor?" Scott asked as he reached the bottom of the stairs.

"I think I tripped," Stiles frowned as he pulled himself up. How had he gotten to Scott's house? And since when were the walls in Scott's living room red and the couch wasn't supposed to be grey. Scott's couch was tan and the walls were a light brown.

"Did your mom redecorate?" Stiles asked glancing around.

"No," Scott cocked his head at Stiles slightly.

"Right, nevermind," Stiles shook his head. Maybe he was mis-remembering.

"Deaton will be here in a bit to show us the effects of the new herb he found, Minerva. He says it'll help Liam with his anger issues."

"Okay, cool." Stiles nodded. He hadn't realized they had a meeting with Deaton today.

"Is Derek still coming?" Scott asked taking a seat on his couch.

"Uh, I'm not sure," Why would Stiles know that?

"Didn't you stay at his place last night?"

Stiles rose his brows, "I'm sorry what?"

"You guys normally do date night on Thursdays right?" Scott was scrolling through his phone and seeming disinterested.

"Date night?" Scott couldn't be serious.

"You guys aren't fighting, are you?" Scott looked up then with concern on his face.

"Uh..." Stiles couldn't decide if Scott was joking or not and before he got the chance to ask, the front door opened to a group of people. Isaac, Derek, Malia, Liam, and behind them were Erica and Boyd.

"Erica, Boyd?" Stiles blinked. Okay now he had to be dreaming.

"Hey, Stiles." Erica smiled before taking a seat on the love seat across from the couch.

Stiles gaped at the blonde.

"Hey, you," Derek's voice was suddenly in his ear, causing Stiles to jump in surprise.

"Sorry, baby, didn't mean to scare you," Derek chuckled as his arm slipped around his waist.

Stile couldn't respond. Did Derek just call him baby? He was definitely dreaming.

"Are you alright? I can hear your heart racing," Derek frowned down at him. The look was so familiar and yet so foreign at the same time.

"I'm fine, I was just startled," Stiles didn't know why he was lying. It was a dream, but the relieved smile that spread across Derek's lips made Stiles glad he had lied. Derek never smiled.

"Come on, Deaton'll be here soon," Derek lead Stiles to Sit on the couch next to Scott and Malia.

As if on que, Deaton walked in. Stiles couldn't help but Stare at Boyd and Erica across the room. He hadn't seen them in years. He was surprised he was dreaming about them.

Deaton handed out a small bottle to each member with the words Minerva written on the front. Stiles paused as he read the words. He was dreaming, he wasn't supposed to be able to read. He dropped the bottle to his lap and started counting his fingers.

He wasn't dreaming.

Stiles recalled the witch they'd been dealing with, Stiles had sworn to her she wouldn't win. She had been after a talisman that had belonged to the Hales. She told him to be careful what he wished for. She had promised to ruin his life while simultaneously granting him paradise. What did that mean?