Up To Us // Teen Wolf Spin-Off

Prologue🐺♾

A Comeback...

Even though they were apart, they always remained in contact. On any break they had during their college years, they made it a point to all meet up again. Years went on and Beacon Hills survived without them. It was actually becoming safe and things weren't so crazy anymore.

They were all able to relax and enjoy their lives, while occasionally battling a supernatural creature or helping others get away from hunters. Soon Lydia and Stiles got married, Argent and Melissa were married, Scott and Malia ended up getting married, and the sheriff found somebody to love.

The parents needed a break from the small California town and moved. Argent left a storage unit behind for Scott and the pack found themselves back in Beacon Hills, buying houses right next to each other. Scott gave Stiles his Jeep back when he became a teacher and the lacrosse coach.

Stiles worked at the precinct and later got promoted to sheriff after his dad retired. Even as the sheriff, he refused to drive anything that wasn't his blue CJ-5. Malia took over for Deaton at the vet clinic, and Lydia ended up becoming a professor at a local college.

~ YEARS LATER ~

Malia ended up having a baby boy with Scott. They named him Noah, after Stiles' dad. For the man that protected Beacon Hills and had their backs for as long as they could remember. Three months later, Lydia was in the hospital giving birth to a baby girl. Everyone came into the room to meet the newest addition.

Lydia smiled as she held the girl so close. Stiles looked at Scott with his eyes tearing up. He looked at Malia and saw her holding her own baby, while they held theirs. He saw his dad and Lydia's mom smiling wide and making faces at the baby.

"I don't even wanna know the kind of trouble these two will get into as they grow up!" Melissa laughed pointing at the babies, who everyone knew would become best friends.

"What's her name?" Argent asked happily. Lydia and Stiles shared a glance with each other, smiling wide. Stiles placed a kiss on Lydia's cheek and looked at everyone in the room, while Lydia spoke up,

"Allison." The whole room started to tear up. That was the best name they could give their daughter.

~ THREE YEARS LATER ~

Allison and Noah were best friends, although everyone knew that would happen. They took two metal cans and connected a string to go from one window to the other. Stiles ended up getting them walkie talkies, so they didn't have to use cans.

They would also write on paper and tape it to the window, leaving messages on when they could hang out. Of course, this was before, they had their own phones. Scott and Malia walked over to Stiles and Lydia, taking a seat outside and watching their children play.

"Imagine if they got married!" Scott said getting excited.

"Now that... would be PERFECT!" Stiles exclaimed, giving a singular clap of success.

"Guys... they're three," Malia scoffed and Lydia laughed at the two boys.

"So... is Noah?" Lydia questioned.

"A werewolf? No. Actually, he's not a coyote either. We didn't know that could be possible, but we think because I'm a wolf and she's a coyote the DNA didn't mix, it just kinda bounced off of each other. I don't know... it's weird." Scott answered. Stiles and Lydia nodded their heads.

"Huh... I guess you can never really know when it comes to the supernatural," Lydia told them.

~ MORE YEARS GO BY ~

The two kids have been known to get into a lot of trouble, usually from Allison's ideas but Noah never lets her do anything on her own. He always had her back. Once they hit seventh grade, they made a small friend group.

It included a boy named Travis and a girl named Tara. Those four hung out... all of the time. One day when Noah and Allison were older, their families held a meeting. The parents sat their children down at the table to talk.

"You guys are gonna be driving in a few months now and we wanted to let you both know that..." Stiles started,

"If you guys see, hear, or feel like anything weird is going on, and you think that we might not believe you, or that you're crazy..." Malia continued,

"We'll believe you..." Scott kept going,

"We just want you guys to know that you can trust us. With anything," Lydia ended. The two teens gave each other a nervous look.

"It was one party and we didn't even have that much to drink!" Noah blurted out. Allison squinted her eyes shut, placing a hand on her head in disappointment.

"Um... you guys did what?!" Scott raised his voice out of confusion and a little annoyance.

"You lied to me?" Stiles questioned, looking at his daughter.

"No! I said You would never catch me at some lame party... and you didn't catch me. So on a technicality, I was honest" she defended.

"Are you- " Stiles started, but Scott began laughing.

"Why are you laughing at me Scott, you think this is funny?" Stiles asked his best friend.

"Honestly... yeah, because she sounds exactly like you did, talking to your dad." Lydia and Malia started giggling at what Scott said, knowing it was the truth.

"No!" Stiles tried to defend himself.

"Oh really? Hey um, Allison, I define lying as not telling the full truth," Scott continued.

"Wow really? I'd have to keep that in mind now! Cause I always defined it as reclining your body in a horizontal po- " Allison started, before getting cut off by her dad.

"Both of you, upstairs. Now!" They both jogged up the stairs and Stiles turned to Scott.

"I can't believe my dad had to deal with that every day!" He said laughing. The four stayed at the table hanging out, while the two teenagers talked about how their sophomore year would go... considering, tomorrow was their first day of school.

"Should we be worried?" Lydia asked the three around her.

"Why... why would we have to worry?" Malia questioned, getting anxious.

"Because sophomore year is when everything started for us," Lydia explained, sounding concerned.

"Maybe a little," Stiles said, barely above a whisper.

"It doesn't matter! Nothing has happened in Beacon Hills for years, and if anything... we can handle it," Scott reassured his pack.