The Return (Teen Wolf Fanfic)

Hormones, Boys, and Attitudes

A/N: Did everyone watch the reunion?! Dylan kept the Jeep! Imagine being at a red light and looking over seeing him in the Jeep, I would cry. Then obviously we'd both have to pull over to talk and get pics. Ugh he's so damn awesome.

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I had Sam put out a statement saying I was taking a break from social media and focused on healing with my family. I know millions of people look to me for entertainment and to distract them from their lives, but I can't help strangers before helping my wife.

It's been a couple days since the attack and Malia is physically healed, but mentally she's a wreck. We haven't talked about anything real since that one time. She's pretending nothing happened and that scares me.

"FUCK!" I wipe everything off the table in front of me making Lydia and Kira jump.

"Stiles." Scott takes a step toward me. We're in the middle of a pack meeting and Peter finally turned up after his investigation and announced it was Theo who attacked.

"No! Don't you get it? I spared that bastard, I let him live when I should've killed him and this is how he repays me. This was a direct attack on me." I took his powers and he took my baby.

"Does Malia know it was him?" Derek finally speaks up from his corner.

"She hasn't said. I don't know if she didn't see his face or the trauma made her block it out. I don't know anything." I wipe my hand down my face as I pace the room. Wait until I get my hands on that little twit.

"Well we have to update her on what's going on." Lydia announces.

"No, absolutely not. I want her nowhere near this. She doesn't nee-"

"How dare you?" Of course she picked this moment to appear. Why does nothing ever go my way? I look up to the ceiling and take a deep breath.

"Mal-"

"I don't want to hear it. Who do you think you are? You have no right to keep me out of the investigation of MY attack. Don't you think I've suffered enough? I want to see him pay for what he did to me. He took away my ability to fight him and it seems like you're doing the same thing."

"Did you just compare me to your rapist?!" The whole room is silently and uncomfortably watching the back and forth. Everyone cringed at my last statement.

"Are you not doing the same thing? He made me powerless and by you not letting me fi-"

"Enough!" My eyes flash purple making her take a step back. I take another deep breath. "I'm going to walk away before this escalates any further. But let this be the last time you ever make that comparison." I can see regret flash in her eyes as I brush by, but I don't want to hear it.

"Malia you had to know that was wrong." I hear Scott tell her as I walk out the front door.

We were gathered at my guest house since my real one is still a crime scene. I decided to go see Sam and the girls who I put in the Beverly Hills hotel since their security is great.

This journey to healing is so hard. Miscarriages are extremely hard for women, but I think people forget how it affects men. I lost a baby that I never got the chance to connect with. Malia had them growing inside her and even though she didn't know she still had that connection. I already know what it's like to love a child, so I know what I lost.

"Daddy!" Channing and Claudia rush to me as soon as I walk into the hotel room. It looks like they were in the middle of watching Moana with Sam.