Stay with Me (Stalia)

Chapter 2

“3 omegas?”

"Yes, and Deaton thinks they are pretty freshly turned.”

“Why are they here? Where is their Alpha? Are they dangerous?” Stiles felt his breath quickening. Freshly turned werewolves without a pack on a full moon were bad news.

“Stiles breathe” Scott put a warm hand on his shoulder. “Deaton says they are probably looking for an Alpha…for me. They might not realize the danger they are putting people in.”

“We have to find them Scott, before they hurt someone.”

“Before who hurts someone?” Lydia’s chipper voice coming from behind him made him jump.

“The 3 omegas roaming around the preserve, Deaton’s connections say they are newly turned and looking for a pack.”

“What happened to their old pack?” Lydia asked, her eyes wide.

"That’s exactly what we’re going to find out,” Scott said, closing his locker. “Tell everyone to meet at Derek’s loft after school.”

“Wha-after school? What, Scott, doesn’t this require immediate attention? We’re burning daylight here” Stiles pointed out.

“The preserve isn’t that big, and with all of us looking it shouldn’t take too long to find them. But right now we have a history test.” Stiles tried to protest, but Scott grabbed the handle of his backpack and dragged him into the classroom, leaving a giggling Lydia behind them.

Stiles sat down in a huff. He did not think that Scott was taking this situation serious enough. He still could remember the terror he felt when Scott had first turned. The first couple full moons were really bad. Stiles had looked at his best friend and realized that he wanted to kill him. If his best friend barely avoided killing him then god knows what a complete stranger would do.

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“What’s the plan boss?” Isaac asked once they were all settled.

 “We are going to split into groups and search the forest in sections. Kira and Malia, you have this area, Isaac and Liam, this section. I’ll take here and the rest of you will monitor the town.” Pretty much everyone had a problem with this plan.

“Do I have to be with him?” Liam practically whined.

“No way am I letting you go alone,” Kira said to Scott.

“I agree with Kira,” Isaac said after flashing Liam a dirty look.

“I don’t think you guys should split up.” Stiles protested.

“You can trust me to help you guys out there,” Parrish said.

"OKAY STOP!” Scott roared in his Alpha voice. The whole room immediately fell silent. “Stiles?” Scott turned to ask his advice first.

“Okay, there’s 3 of them right? And they may be omegas but they are staying together. Plus they’re young and out of control. I think you should stay together because even before the moon rises they may not be in a talking mood.” Scott contemplated what Stiles had said a bit before he nodded.

“Alright, but you, Lydia, Mason and Parrish are still staying here.”

“Scott, no, I can help.” Stiles protested, but he knew that Scott was right. He would just end up being a liability out in the dark woods with a bunch of werewolves wandering about.

“I understand them, but why me? I know we don’t know what I am yet, but I can still fight” Parrish said.

“That’s exactly why you are staying here. I need you to watch over the town and them. You will be able to fight and call in the police if anything goes awry.” Parrish opened his mouth to protest again, but Scott cut him off, “I can’t leave anyone unprotected.” He said looking around at all of them. Stiles heard a hint of desperation in Scott’s voice. A painful reminder of how much they had all lost. Parrish seemed to notice this too because he shut his mouth and nodded.

“What can we do?” Stiles asked.

“You can try to find where they came from. If the rest of their pack got killed, there has to be some kind of record. Any information that you can find could help us to calm them down and reach them” Stiles nodded, feeling relieved. Research was what he was good at, it made him feel useful. Figuring out things was the most a human could offer in a pack of supernaturals.

“We can do that,” Mason said, already pulling out his laptop.

“We’ll keep in constant contact okay? I’ll send you a text every 15 minutes and expect you to respond within 5. Okay Stiles?”

“Okay.” Stiles responded, catching Malia’s eye. He drummed his fingers on the table nervously, afraid for everyone’s safety. Malia walked over and put her hand over his. He didn’t meet her eyes, afraid that she would see the fear in them. But she put her hand on his chin and drew his eyes up to hers.

“It’s okay Stiles. We outnumber them and we are more experienced.”

“Yeah, I know.” He did know all that, but that didn’t stop the flutter of panic at imagining her and the rest of his friends out there. Times like this, he felt so helpless.

“We’ve wasted enough time,” Isaac said suddenly

“The full moon will rise soon” Liam put in, then exchanged a surprised look with Isaac about the fact that they had actually agreed on something.

“I’ll see you soon,” Malia said and leaned in for a quick kiss. She went to pull away, but Stiles pulled her in close and kissed her again hard.

“Just come back to me.” He whispered into her ear, pulling her into a tight hug. She leaned into his embrace and whispered back,

“I’ll always come back to you.” She reached up and stroked his cheek lightly. He leaned into her hand, trying to ignore the feeling that something was about to go horribly wrong.