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It’s a Friday when Stiles is driving to Beacon Hills. He just got his diploma and he can’t wait to show it to his dad, and to brag about it to his friends. He hasn’t been back in town since last year’s Christmas and he seriously can’t wait to hug his dad. Sheriff John Stilinski is not there, though, so he needs to wait at least another week to do that. They had plans for this; his father was going to go to LA so he could see his son graduating from university but there was a last-minute emergency in Sacramento and as the Sheriff he couldn’t say no. So they decided they were going to see each other when his dad came back, and they were going to have a big celebration. Stiles finished his degree a year before the stipulated and is now having an existential crisis because he doesn’t know what to do with his life just yet.
A few years back, when Mr. McCall offer him a place in George Washington University, Stiles thought he had everything figured out. Being a Pre-FBI major was everything he wanted because following his dad’s steps was his life-long dream. But life doesn’t happen as you want because life's a bitch and Stiles have had that clear since his mother passed away. When he was in his second year, Scott called him saying that his dad had a heart attack, he was in the hospital, but he was ok, Melissa was taking good care of him. So when he found out there was a way to be studying a little bit closer to home, he took it without thinking it twice. His father was stubborn, just like him, and as soon as he was on his feet again, he went back to work and continued his duties as the Sheriff. Stiles begged him for long weeks that it was better if he just retired, that Parrish was going to be a good Sheriff, but he ignored all his pleas and just continued working.
When he sees the ‘Welcome to Beacon Hills’ sign he starts to worry. It’s destroyed in half and a bad feeling settles on his chest. Scott didn’t tell him they were having a problem right now, he actually seemed happy when they skyped because the town was passing a period of peacefulness, and that worried him more right now. What if Scott and the rest of the pack were in trouble? What if something happened right after they hung up and Scott didn’t have the time to tell him? What if something happened to them? Stiles is too distracted thinking about all the possible outcomes that he doesn’t see the big troll that literally came from the sky and makes him crush his Jeep into it. The accident leaves him unconscious for about two minutes and when he wakes up he’s being tugged from one of his feet.
Awesome. Take the puny human. That always seems to be the way they go, he thinks before passing out again.