Stiles is ready to leave Beacon Hell Hole-Beacon Hills-behind. An offer to join the FBI is his ticket out of there. A blue eyed wolf follows along and Stiles doesn't mind a bit. On the other side of the US an amber eyed man puts on his glasses and gets out of bed. His first day at the FBI is almost here. "Stu?" the man's girlfriend calls out. "Coming!" he replies and rejoins her in their bedroom. Stiles is about to start his FBI training. He meets two people of major significance on his first day. Life gets even more complicated and he has so many questions. However he's not sure who he trusts to give him the correct answers-to give him the truth.

Scott stared at Stiles like he had never seen him before. "So that's it? You love him and therefore you condone his actions?!" "Better to condone than condemn. Some of us have to get our hands dirty when others of us..." he sneered, giving Scott a significant look. "...refuse to dip their toes into the morally gray area. It's where I live Scotty and if you can't accept that, then I guess yeah, that's that."

As luck would have it, Stiles found Theo first. He used the shadows to travel to where the coyote was, having just passed the chemistry lab room. He slammed Theo into the lockers, uncaring of the dents their bodies made and started devouring the coyote's mouth. "Make me forget," he whispered in Theo's ear and the coyote did just that.

Stiles was tired. Stiles was hungry. Stiles was lonely. Stiles was tired, hungry and lonely. He was always tired, hungry and lonely. Then one day, as he shivered in his cave, his own core, once a raging inferno now days away from snuffing out, he heard a shriek followed by the word: "Daddy!"

Allison Argent and Her cousins, Olivia and Ostyn search the campground. They find a number of animals and are able to take down the ring. Allison happens upon a fox and its three little kits. Is there more to the fox than it seems?

As they walked away, Stiles heard Allison call out to them once more. "Add more of that preening in, Mr. Gajos. It's adorable." Stiles grinned, his cheeks flushing bright red, and resolutely ignored his daughter's smug face as they drove home.

Well perhaps there was something else they had in common or <i>someone</i> else. Stiles pined for Jackson and loved him. Stuart lusted after Jackson Hale and wanted him. So, the twins had their eyes set on Jackson but one of them offered to fuck him while the other promised to love him.

He decided to take a hot shower and once he was inside, he sighed. His shoulders felt as though they bore the weight of the world on them. He pressed the palms of his hands against the tiles, resting his head against the wall and letting the scalding water remove the tension from his body. His mind was at war with his heart when it came to the woman in his bed. He couldn't bear a repeat of Sasha, but should he tell Posy now or wait and- The bathroom door opened, footsteps echoing as they came closer and then stopped just outside the shower. He glanced towards the glass to see Persephone watching him with an expression of concern. Her eyes were dark, and she looked even more like something other than she had earlier in the evening.

Draco had gone out hoping for something, but he hadn't expected Stiles. For some odd reason he couldn't explain Draco flipped onto his back, spread his legs and tugged Stiles's hair to crash their mouths together again. "Fuck me, Stiles, mate." The sex-all three rounds of it-was fucking phenomenal. Before Stiles could even consider the possibility of having to leave, Draco pulled him closer and nuzzled at Stiles's neck with a soft sigh of contentment. Stiles blushed and slipped peacefully into sleep.

Cora Hale had never intended to return to Beacon Hills after she, Laura and Derek left. In fact, she had promised herself she never would return for any reason. Then she got a call from Genim, her best friend and there she was, returning to Beacon Hills.