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Stiles Stillinski is tired of getting letters, of paper in general, so sick of the most recent ones where they try to use his human side against him, he's ready to burn the box honestly, even all the papers he needs.
Honestly he wants to just burn them all but he can't, they make him who he is. The important ones are still important and the others cut deeper than he wants but are still his.
High school Graduation he has a two separate boxes and his chest of letters, old and new in his memory chest in the closet.
The first ones he has are actually letters back and forth from his great grandmother Zilisia and great grandfather Jozef as they worked on the important things like their growing love, her growing stomach and his growing empire.
Grandpa Elias, stiles remembered, hated being separated from his parents when he was younger but they were never gone longer than six months and he still understood eventually, he wrote in his own letters that his dad was a hero and heroes have a duty.
From his Grandpa Stillinski(Elias Noahan Stillinsky) he got the full picture, not just letters and pictures. It's more of a novel than a letter, nineteen pages, front and back and came with a Grimoire passed down for him focused on healing, that’s all written in Russian. The letter itself explains how Grandpa’s parents came to America, where they stayed and helped shuffle other supernaturals to safety. They all Learned the ways to get through this world so different from the other side of it, he met his wife Zofia, they started going in turns to help Stiles’ grandmother Arina when she was just a baby herself at six, when her father Mieczyslaw was dying and her mother Lena was sick herself and not just from running. When Stiles' dad Noah was born they wanted to help more magical people come to America and save them from the underground trade on the other side of the world. This letter even told him of his mother and father’s beginning in high school.
These are the good ones, he has read plenty of times, tucked in the folder by his grandfather’s parents papers for immigration and the statesman record from both older Stillinski men before him’s Army stints. As he explains how his spark of a grandfather met his Chyerti marked grandmother, how they were soul mates. Chyerti are Russian folk spirits; these particularly specialize in particular realms, with some guarding the home, others the forest, the river, and so forth in which they consider their land and while he knew he loved her she was hard to get, that love came later but they had been so happy after they found their true calling with helping others in their times of supernatural world. Ending with the news that having a spark hybrid was a challenge, considering he was half Chyerti and was massively protective in all ways, but that his dad was the best thing in his life. He informed him that they had already chosen his name, and gave blanket permission to Stiles that he should take more than just his nickname to heart, because he will always be pure Mischief. He also told him to focus on the belief and healing in these Grimoire, they held old knowledge. From potions to get through anything from cough to magical exhaustion and anything short of regrowing limbs at the end Grandpa Stillinski spoke about how he wouldn't make it to Stiles’ first birthday but that he could feel the spark inside of his grandson. It is so bright and wild that the old man knows he's going to make the world a little brighter and uses the phrase ‘For your protection my child’ eleven times.
Then he’s got another grimoire, Written Polish this time and possibly older than the other, this one is from his mom’s side, the last four pages are his own mother’s writing and a sketched family tree. There’s more letters from grandparents who were already in danger and sending their six year old daughter to run. She handed her off with a quick goodbye and thank you to Zofia, the bag she had was full of memories, a set of letters, a Grimoire and the small bit of other things the girl had while they were hiding from hunters. Lena Gajos held a hope that her daughter wouldn’t burn out before she could live to be happy and free to love like them just on another continent. This one was mostly full of protection, written by half scared to death, paranoid Sparks and the occasional hybrid that mentions ways to stay warm and protect a home, through other ways to make food last longer, keep you alive and feeling fuller as you worked days on end in whatever you needed to keep the family going. The Gajos family was so spread out over time, hiding from the ones who wished them dead because of their ancestors before them, tales of schizophrenia and mind games passed down due to an uneven, unused spark and mental illness. Thus he had learned his sneaky ‘Con Artist’ ways from them reading through the letters and the little games his mother used to play with him and his baby sister Ellie back when he was just able to walk and talk by himself. All the herbs in the world couldn’t save her from the effect the Schizophrenia and dementia had, it made her spark go against everything, even herself.
Then came the ones from his mother when they found out that he was coming to the world, just in time for his parents to be sophomores in high school. She wrote to him every week until he was here and then made a scrapbook that’s still sitting downstairs with all of his childhood in it until the age of seven when she couldn't find time not patience anymore. Then his dad finished, in secret when he was fourteen, he had even combined Ellie’s with his... giving stiles those precious memories after his mom’s last episode at home, that had ended with Ellie drowning and him with a concussion, and accompanied guilt no nine year old should have. Noah Stillinski had many things to make up for and in stiles eyes, had. He was presented with it along with a new XBOX, Stiles told him he was happy, and proud to be his son and they spent the night of his fifteenth birthday huddling together tracing the book with the pictures of him and Ellie that Claudia Stillinski had began and Noah finished. His dad promised him that he would always be here for his son, with that they fell asleep on the sofa, Star Wars played in the background.
He had two other, newer folders, letters from his best friends Scott and Jackson until they were thirteen, when they had spent the summer fully apart and Jackson wasn't talking to him suddenly; ugly words were exchanged and Jackson's fist bumps became actual punches after that. Like most of the recurring problems in Stiles life, that was caused by Scott telling Jackson Stiles didn't want to be his friend anymore when Stiles had just gone camping with his Uncle Kevin. The last three years of his life have revolved around the fact that Stiles Stillinski chose the wrong person to give his loyalty to. Scott Raphael Mccall would forever be his worst mistake.
The first time he knew Scott was the wrong choice was when he’d told him he was bisexual in freshman year of high school, it was in the beginning of spring break when he’d gone to the lake with his friends, Scott, Malia, Stiles, Heather and her cousin Jordan. He’d told him that third night as they were laying in the floor of the cabin in their sleeping bags and everyone else had fallen asleep that he'd end up spending the weekend staring at Jordan's abs and admiring Malia’s bikinis and cutoffs. He thought it would be fine. Except by the time he got back to school everyone knew and he was pissed because his best friend opened his mouth before Stiles himself was ready. Despite that, Three weeks later he started Dating Heather, who told him in confidence because he can keep a secret when needed to that she was actually a he, that his mom was all for it and he was going to start processing into his true self. Transitioning that next year with the support of her therapist would start in with HRT after a year of therapy to get through his issues and Stiles really supported him, the first thing they did was research together. Stiles went with his boyfriend to fill out his name and sex change with documents from the doctor but unfortunately they said he would need to finish everything including surgery for the sex to be legally changed Fuck the DPS, they knew who he was but for Trevor’s first birthday as his true self when he came out to everyone, Stiles sanded up and bought his boyfriend a binder to wear to his party.
A month later Trevor told him he loved him and when Stiles woke up with his boyfriend in his arms he felt right, like he could finally breathe. He threw himself in for the next year, falling hard for the stupidly angelic face of his Boyfriend and spent his time between studying with Trevor and Gaming nights Scott equally. His dad had to start demanding his son stay home and at least eat dinner with him three nights a week if he was going to spend the others out. Everything was great for Stiles, he had his Lacrosse, his boyfriend, and magic practices every other weekend; With his dad and over the phone with his Uncle Kev. He spent nights pouring over pages and helping his network of supernatural friends while maintaining his relationships with his human friends, that is until the night he mistakenly thought it was a good idea, and dragged Scott out looking for a dead body. Laura Hale’s dead body apparently, He was shocked the next day to be face to face again since he was eleven, with Derek again.
That night kick started something that he didn't even expect. The supernatural had officially landed Scott Mccall as one of their own. Peter was feral for all of eighteen days. When Stiles and Allison were sharing AP History, Victoria Argent had died in a car accident before the Argents had even finished her shopping, alongside her sister-in-law Kate in a car accident, the town continued to ignore the werewolf problem. Peter had showed up a day later and the Sheriff had explained that they would help him if and when he needed it. Stiles spent three days making healing potions for himself, and restocking his wolfsbane with his dad’s help. Chris Argent and Peter Hale scrambled around behind Gerard’s back, not really focusing on what he was doing with Allison who was bombarded with lies and coercion she was drowning in her own fear. The two most dangerous men Stiles knew besides his own father were reigniting their soul mate bond and doing damage control on everything from hunters to the town coroner. Stiles found himself with the High school Weed dealer the next morning as he was trying to get his shit together and a guy in his Bipolar III chat told him that it helped with the mood swings that came with the stress better than the Gabapentin that just made him sleepy as shit. He'd confessed to his dad when he found him smoking in the bathtub with scented candles and the fan on.... when he had thought he was working late. Noah Stillinski just reached up to open the bathroom window, sat beside him and took his lighter to light up a cigarette and they talked as they shared both.
His dad was now moving on from his hurt and dating Lydia’s mom, while Stiles was up to his ears in the supernatural trying to not bother him. Derek had become a True Alpha in the time he was trying to protect Scott before he realized it wasn’t his problem because Scott wasn’t even in trouble he was just whining about being better, stronger and able to heal faster.
Stiles was in so much pain Friday night His lacrosse shirt was shredded in places and the shorts he was wearing were too. As his head swam, he was so dizzy from the pain in the argent basement he wasn't sure what was real. It happened so quick, Gerard's death. His hunter cronies had all gone to dinner, promising to help clean up the mess before they left tonight. One minute he's blurry eyed, watching Allison looking around terrified trying to find an out to help, the next moment Gerard was walking to grab something from the table. The big bad fearless of wolves hunter tripped, the Electrified fence holding two of Derek’s betas as Stiles started closing his eyes, the next he was jolted as he heard a loud crack and heard Allison scream out. The old man was convulsing on the ground, Erica was awake and screaming about Stiles and humans and Allison was hurriedly apologizing again thanking whatever deities would listen as she went running to her phone. He found out later it was in the office and she had to break in to get to call Chris and Peter. Gerard had tripped over the wires on the battery and landed himself in the fence that electrocuted the elder argent, who went into cardiac arrest and he died that night on the floor of the basement he tortured innocent teenagers on, Stiles remembers that when he last looked at the body on the floor of the basement, there was a diamond pattern burned into the left side of the psychotic Argents’ face and the man had peed himself.
They left him on the floor as the two Argents and Peter took the teens to the Stillinski house. He gets up the stairs last with Ally’s help, and is handed a grape Gatorade before he is led into the bathroom as Derek gets there to see his betas. Stiles’ rolls his eyes when he’s told to be still because he's the priority, apparently because he's fairly human and doesn’t heal as fast. Boyd and Erica both shower quickly Boyd in his dad’s bathroom and Erica the one in the hall as he works his way up refusing Peter and Derek’s offer of carrying him because he’s been tortured but he has some fucking dignity, damnit. Allison was the only one who just nodded and offered to go up beside him to keep him steady. He had expected Erica and Boyd to leave afterwards, maybe to Derek's new loft or to see their parents but they’re Laying on his bed when he walks by his room. It was like time was coming back and forth, Derek passes Allison a pair of his pajama pants as they're in the bathroom doorway. He first, embarrassingly has to ask for help undressing the rags he’s wearing now and sitting in the shower chair that they had for his aunt when she visited. After carefully cleaning himself up, Allison patches him up while her dad is calling Melissa as Peter and Derek take care of Gerard and his goons.
He had told her to start by using the antibiotic salve, she had used every butterfly band aid in the box on his chest as the cuts Allison tried to make as shallow as possible wouldn’t stay closed. Then she uses his full bottle healing paste from Great times four Grandmother Stillinski and the entire roll of gauze he put in there last week on the rest of his cuts and bruises. Allison is a goddess as she tries to distract him from the pain. She tells him that Erica and Boyd are being drained of pain by their alpha right now and then rambles about where she thinks Her dad and his soul mate are taking her Grandfather’s body, she switches thoughts as much as he does and by the time he lays down in bed, silently thanking his dad for getting him a king; she’s telling him she doesn't know what she should call Peter. He grabs his phone to text his dad about a talk for the amount of people in the house in the AM, as Allison tells him Lydia showed up with Melissa because he will need to be checked out again later. She didn’t see another way to reach her since Scott wouldn’t pick up. He hears Derek tell Allison to just ask Peter what to call him as the grumpy wolf grabs Stiles' unbandaged wrist and his residual pain drifts away. Four and a half hours later, Noah Stillinski is shaking his head about the “Hey I have ppl over, tell u in the AM” text from Stiles when he comes in from the rain outside.
He figures it must be important as he sleepily takes off his jacket and puts his belt and gun in the safe by the door and looks around, Lydia Martin is in his living room, sitting with Melissa Mccall on the pullout sofa. He tells them goodnight while Derek Hale lightly snores on his recliner; they're talking in hushed voices and two of his Sheriff mugs with green Tea he didn’t remember ever being in his cabinet. Checking on Stiles He’s even more confused and slightly wary about the rest of the teenagers piled up on his son's bed, the two runaway's and Allison, none of which are his actual boyfriend. He thinks he needs a drink and he raises his eyebrows as his guest room door is cracked open, taken up by Peter Hale who’s laying beside Chris Argent who has an arm wrapped around the area’s newest Alpha werewolf, Allison waves from Stiles’ bed where she's running her hand through the only part of Stiles he can see, his hair. He stares her down and closes his door, wondering why his bathroom door is closed, the least of his worries but it can wait until he gets sleep.
That next morning the Sheriff comes down to his house full still, Stiles and Lydia are talking about differences in Spark and Banshee Magic, while Allison and Melissa are bringing in groceries. The Sheriff of Beacon Hills got the full rundown while eating a full plate of cheesy scrambled eggs, bacon and hash browns from the two Hales about the past from what happened with Kate, about the fact that Stiles was mixed up with Mccall of all people in werewolf politics. The Sheriff was ready to smack his kid for being that dumb, but figured he had been in enough pain. Stiles lets Allison borrow some of his clothes, an old pair of his basketball shorts and his support single mom’s shirt. She showers while Melissa looks over Stiles’ wounds and then praises what Allison did with his wounds, and she says that none of his ribs are broken, a plus. The Argent patriarch was actually surprised that they already knew of the supernatural, but by the time everything was out in the open they were growing closer and talking about Army tactics. Then, Stiles and Lydia were explaining about Hybrid Kanima’s and the Hales went to help revive Jackson with Lydia after Stiles and she found the correct spell. Noah tells the ones still there more about their heritage and the fact that Stiles and himself are Hybrid Sparks, then they discuss lineages. The fact that Magic users were almost wiped out of existence after the fact that soul mates, and Alpha centric bloodlines became an issue. From then Stiles listens as his father and his chosen pack start bonding.
Stiles didn’t go to school or really do anything while his ribs and body had healed, Allison and Lydia had come up with a plan to say they’d gone camping and he had fallen down a cliff. They even used an old pic of Stiles walking down a path from his dad’s phone and pics of the girls in the woods to put on various socials tagged HikingClub. The Sheriff called the school Monday Stating that he needed to stay home because he had gotten heat exhaustion and had a few physical injuries from falling during the hike, and he spent the next week doing papers without his phone or laptop because after the lies, he got extra grounded. The sheriff drops off two letters on Stiles' computer the first day as he confiscates his laptop. “The phone is mine after you call your Uncles” he says, One brown box of herbs from his Aunt Tasha, and two letters from his Uncles, one a "Don't forget me while we're saving the world" from his Uncle Phil and Clint" The other a birth announcement for his uncle Kevin’s daughters, Amy and Jemma Ball all bundled in pink and purple, dark skin and little tufts of hair that make stiles smile when he sees them and picks up the phone to make a few calls. He sent a “Going dark a while.” text to his contacts and joins his dad for Chinese food downstairs. Not long after he’s answering the knock at the door. It was Allison and Lydia ready to have a sleepover, they ended up compromising after he told his dad they were going to ask him questions on the Grimoire's.
It bothered him when he tried to call Trevor after he hung up with Uncle Kev and Vee where he saw the girls on facetime. He really was worrying after almost a week. He went nearly silent Thursday night right before the basement incident, after school they’d studied and Scott had dropped Trevor off at home and he had been at the game with his mom, but hadn’t bothered much with him, no text or calling that night. Or after.
Things got hectic pretty quick on Stiles part as The next morning Derek had left town again, embarrassed two of his three betas had wanted to leave his pack, that he had managed to bite Jackson. Erica's parents had welcomed her back in but told her she would have to get a job if she planned on staying because they weren't paying her way after that stunt and Boyd's had fully told him to go get his things and not show up back on their doorstep as he was Eighteen in three days.
They took over Derek's apartment and Jackson had broken down as he told Stiles that Derek was his cousin, His dad Oliver always was a bit of a slut, and as Peter’s twin he made an absolute mess of both of their lives, the True Alpha Derek Hale split to make his own way, alone.
Peter tells Stiles that he told him he will hold the pack up for a while, because Peter is the Alpha of the territory, but they discuss Derek communicating regularly and coming back to visit at least three weeks a year to not go completely feral. Stiles feels like he has a family again.
That’s where the next series of letters came in, the ones that he would absolutely burn if they didn't show his growth, didn’t have important documents along with shitty excuses but he’s his fathers son and is stubborn in every breath. He keeps this one for a reason that he used to say was selfishness. This letter is how his world was once again pulled apart by unassuming paper and ink, Left inside an envelope on his windshield tucked under the wipers, just three weeks after He’d been helped out of the argent basement by Allison.
Allison had Broken up with Scott when she’d gotten to school the Monday after the basement incident and he had practically gave her a concussion as soon as she walked in the building. He's basically assaulted her by shoving her into the lockers. She's told him she was done with his bullshit after that and Lydia had joined her. Sure she’d stayed all weekend at Stiles’ and was wearing one of his plaid shirts as it had been cold and it was comfortable. Allison thought it was weird that Trevor had pulled him away then Lydia had to take her to the nurse.
Then she gathered the work Stiles needed and went right back to sleeping over as Peter and her father had business and so she stayed at Casa Stilinski. Things went back to Semi-normal except his boyfriend, Trevor had completely vanished from school and Scott was ignoring him, Stiles could care less after weeks of no contact.
Except he did care but tried to ignore it because he had other things to worry about considering that He was tracking an alpha pack circling the area while training with all the Beta’s.
This letter… well that was another thing entirely but he shoved it in his bag and only looked at it as he sat down to do his homework and watch Buffy the vampire slayer. He opened it as the show played, his hands shook as he scrolled to Allison’s name in his phone. She answered it on the second ring but he choked out “I need you. Please come to my house.” before he broke down, sliding to the floor.
Allison was trying to get his attention as he broke, tears falling as he trembled from the amount of emotions building inside him.
A white card envelope that seemed pretty heavy but really It was just three papers, one was a restraining order from Trevor and his parents, Another was the online printed prom tickets Stiles had told Trevor to hold onto last month, the last was handwritten and a short real letter.
Trevor just wrote what he felt like He guessed.
Stiles,
I know this is going to hurt but I couldn't face you. My dad says I need to tell you or you’ll come looking for me. This is so hard for me but I didn't know how else to tell you I don’t want to see you. I was supposed to go off my birth control next month and get my top surgery during winter break… I figured that it would be better to do it sooner so I haven't been on it for three months. Now I can't do anything or start my life because I’m pregnant. This thing inside me ruined every plan I have, and It’s not yours, I’m pretty sure this is Scott’s. I told you I was headed home Thursday night before your game, but I stayed at Scott’s. I wanted my top surgery to be a surprise, for everyone but I also wasn't sure I wanted to be your boyfriend anymore.
Y ou're always too busy now when I deserve your time more than whatever you decide to do with your new friends while I just be alone. I hadn't ever thought about hurting you really but see the night a few months ago that you were out with your aunt when she was in town and couldn’t hang, I was with Scott at his house. We’ve been seeing each other behind you and Allison's back since the school year started. The baby’s his and after I have it I’m leaving with my mom to Illinois…
I can't even start my life until this thing is out of me and I didn't want you to come looking for me. I don't want to see you or Scott, my dad is letting me stay at his cabin and finish school, have this baby and then leave this town to finally get my surgery and get out of this town. You were never supposed to get attached to me, I wasn't attached to you.
Trev. Allison met him in his living room, and picked up the letter as Lydia and Jackson had followed in. That night it was them instead of Boyd and Erica sharing Stiles’ bed and talking. So no technology, no internet and especially phones for a while is what he really wanted to blame for the Whole mess. Except he really couldn't, blame anyone but Scott, and especially Trevor for this fucking mess, for the letter in the first place. He felt like it was his fault he didn’t do enough, spend time with him, Lydia had reamed him for the fact that he tried to blame himself. She told him that this was on Trevor, who really didn't give a single fuck about anyone but his own selfish shit, and Scott for being a shit friend and Stiles was kidding himself thinking he would be at fault. He still really didn’t understand why it wasn’t his fault, he was the one stupid enough not to see that his Boyfriend and best friend were keeping secrets. He remembered as he was talking to them on his bed that night, after he got his phone back the next week he had called Scott. The liar who was supposedly lying, again when he said he was spending a week at his dad's and rambled, then his best friend had told him that Trevor said he was at his mom’s sister’s house for the last week because they had some kind of accident. He had told Lydia as they had gone shopping for clothes, because Lydia and Jackson took one look at the four decent outfits he wore for dates and decided he needed more; that it was weird that Trevor told Scott where he was and went radio silent on his actual boyfriend. Lydia and Allison became his best friends throughout the next few weeks, Jackson trailing along and rekindling their own friendship. The Sheriff had agreed to train them and brush Stiles up on weapons while Lydia watched and helped them all. That same night he got the letter he was told by Jackson that the real reason he acted that way when they separated after that summer was Scott. He explained that Scott told him Stiles hated him and they didn't want to deal with him anymore. The next day at school Jackson punched Scott so hard he was knocked out for thirty minutes in the nurse’s office, but when he woke up Melissa came and told Scott not to bother them all again. Scott tried to get the principal involved but between Jackson's DA adoptive father and Stiles' dad being the sheriff it wasn't dealt with. That night after he explained it all Stiles' dad had told him that he was sorry that some little asshole decided to hurt his son but that he was worth more, and he began to feel better about it the next day after a few hours of them all going to the range to show off their new skills. Then Melissa came with the news that Scott was going to start working full time and doing online to get his college set up, next time he would see Scott was at Crystal's Diner just before graduation, as His dad had been there ‘investigating’ Gerard’s disappearance, they were sitting there eating. Lydia had driven with him to get food for the celebration at his house as he really didn’t like big crowds all that much, and all he did was stare as his ex best friend opened his mouth, then Stiles shook his head. Walking the other way holding onto Lydia’s hand that wasn’t holding their milkshakes in one hand and the takeout with the other, and when he got to the car he gave Scott the finger.
++++++++++++++Two years ago++++++++++++++++ The next important set of papers he got to set in his Chest was when Melissa McCall knocked on his door as he was studying at the dining room table for junior year finals with Allison and Lydia. It was a hot night and Melissa was still in her scrubs when he invited her in, she stood nervously against the counter as Stiles finished making everyone a lemonade and when she handed him an big yellow envelope. his heart dropped noticing the hospital stamp on the yellow envelope. Trevor had left the baby at the hospital last month, she was 2 months early so they had kept her This long. The pediatric nurses had all fallen in love with her, and Melissa had ordered a DNA test, and she had offered to include Stiles in it… The results came in just in time for the hospital to approve her to go home. The baby was his, He had a Daughter and Melissa had brought the forms for him to fill out if he wanted to keep her; if not, she’d be going in the system the next day. His world spun and he almost had a major panic attack if not for Allison's arms coming around him and Lydia rubbing his neck as she called his dad, Explaining in a soft voice that he needed to come home from the station. Melissa hugged him after grabbing him a Xanax leftover in his emergency meds, and apologized for her deplorable son, saying she sent Scott to his dad’s a week ago and that if he ever needed any help to call her. Melissa and Ally went with him to the hospital the next day and then when he got home, his two best friends stayed the week. Jackson had showed up the night of Melissa dropping in, with a trunk full of baby gear and helped him set up the bassinet and put the infant Car seat in Allison's car. He tried to tell him he'd pay him back but Jackson rolled his eyes and said "It was Peter's card, he and Chris went with me, he said you cant pay back gifts, It's his gift for the first pack baby. The Alpha pack had been dismantled two days later and Peter had used his alpha spark to save his mate as The two Teenage Alpha's had turned on their horrendous leader and took him down for attacking Chris. Allison had started dating Aiden Steiner and with the help of his brother Ethan, had convinced them all to stay together. Derek had called his uncle around that time, explaining about finding Cora. He had decided he didn’t want the responsibility of being a large pack and so he left fully stating that he and Cora would be a pack. Between Stiles and the two Alphas, The pack all accepted the territory as theirs with Peter’s help and Stiles’ held the Ceremony. Peter was the last knowledgeable Hale on the land, He was the right hand, and as long as he was allowed to stay in the beacon hills pack with his true family he was fine. They had all gotten better at being a real pack, including his dad. He added four new documents to that within the next five months and by month six he shared custody of Eliza Celine Stillinski with Allison and Aiden Argent-Steiner. They’d gotten married at the courthouse that summer and it was the talk of the town that a couple seniors were married and had shared custody of a baby With the Sheriff’s son. They all believed she was Ally's what with her dark curls and chocolate eyes. The elder generation knew though, she was a clone of Ellie. Derek hale came through two months before Eliza turned one, He'd helped Stiles move into his new apartment, so his dad wouldn't have to keep paying for everything without taking the money Stiles gave him, and like overnight stole another piece of stiles’ heart with his stupidly brilliant smile and soft way he ran things. After that then there was a valentines day card, some stupidly romantic photo booth pictures and ticket stubs to see twenty one pilots for his eighteenth birthday along the rest of his letters. Stiles threw in his whole heart and once again it was glass being dropped on the floor. They lasted a whole five entire months, three of which he was eighteen and then Derek broke up with him to go back to college, told him that he didn't need Stiles dragging him down. They found out from Peter that Cora had found a pack with another few people and he decided that NYC was where he wanted to be, not here where his family died, completely ignoring that he still had family here with him as he moved on from Beacon hills. Stiles said he was fine but really it took him until three weeks into his new relationship with Garrett to delete the digital trail of his and Derek's time togetHer. Another werewolf was taking up his time. Pack alliance were important. Then it was three months in, Stiles had let Garrett move in. It goes to show that it truly never starts out fully bad, but he knew Garrett was a mistake two weeks after that, he showed him that not everyone respected the fact that Stiles was a true spark, he threatened Eliza and Stiles if he said anything about the way he was going to run things. He was shoved into the kitchen table after trying to finish an assignment he’d burnt dinner, three days later he dropped out of online college. He stopped bringing Eliza to the apartment and skipping pack meals, his pack would be able to smell the pain, fear and other things that he didn’t want them smelling. Then he was told he needed to work for Gary's packs money. Needed to lay down with people to get what he needed. Werewolves that grew up hearing the stories about sparks further away were just looking for one to add to their pack and the next thing Stiles knew, he was getting pushed around. They might even fight for Eliza to be in the pack. Then all of a sudden, he was finally turning nineteen, and agreed to go out for his birthday after a pack dinner. He’d showered three times that day worried that the smell of the guy he was forced to let fuck him for money to pay his boyfriend last night would still be lingering. Abuse couldn't be what he let slip on. He wasn't about to put Eliza in danger over a guy from a pack alliance. Over Stiles own mistakes. He hugged Eliza nearly crying and let the little girl wobble her way to her bath as Lydia agreed to babysit. Allison and Aiden left out back after Danny had announced their goodbyes to start on the project. So along with Danny and Ethan they were building a swing set and jungle gym for the pack kids at the new pack house and so Stiles went with his boyfriend, unable to find a reason to really get out of going. The real mistake would be accepting drinks with Garrett’s pack and some Doctors that were all here for a conference. Stiles hates himself because the next thing he knew, he was fuzzy and trying to text Allison that he was drugged. Garrett took his phone and dropped it off the railing on the way into the apartment as he pushed Stiles in, inviting the three other guys in. Stiles doesn’t like to remember being forced to comply, he was glad he’d kept the fact that he was an alpha spark from him or it would have been worse, he hated that word that came with what they were doing to him since he’d went compliant, been silent as they're taken from him, couldn't even think of the word.... rape. Stiles tried to not Remember being shoved and shared, blacking out and waking up again fuzzy and fighting to get people off of him, strange men and Garrett clutching his arms and then, suddenly he felt like he was flying. Drugs and pain and .... he was thrown out of their shared apartment balcony door and fallen over the side into the pool. When he’d woken up in the hospital he found out that he had six new scars from the glass but miraculously not a head injury. He'd broken his arm and three of his ribs were fractured along with his collarbone bruised after being set back into place. his foot was in a cast because he broke three of his toes. Peter, Chris and his dad all told him that he didn’t need to worry about Garrett anymore, and after Chris and his dad went to go get curly fries with chili and cheese. Peter gave him the gory details. The three men who he viewed as parents had made it look like Garett had killed himself inside the solitary cell in beacon county prison. That night Stiles cried with relief that he, and his daughter wouldn't be threatened by the absolute monster of his nightmares. His therapy appointments started again the next day.
++++++++++++++++++++three months later+++++++++++++++++++++
Stiles was bored, Wednesdays were never this boring before he got attacked, and now for the second time since this whole werewolf business got into his business, he felt like his skin was crawling. He no longer had to stay in the hospital, and while it was only two weeks before Jackson was back from school, being back in his childhood bedroom alone was still torture when he didn't have anything to focus on but his memories.
If he had not gone out for his nineteenth birthday, he wouldn't be so bored, no matter what his best friends said, Lydia was always insisting it wasn’t his fault and Allison had threatened that if wouldn’t stop saying it was his fault she would take all of his weapons. And his games, the witch.
He wished he would have never met Garrett in the first place, with his stupidly unassuming face and charm because he would be anywhere but here. In his dad’s house on his old bed staring at his laptop, and debating on how mad his dad would be if he smoked a Joint in the house, especially when he Hadn’t even let stiles smoke a cigarette inside since he got home from the hospital.
He glanced at the top of his desk and wondered how bad it would affect him if he drank some whiskey before the meds wore off but then realized he would have to go all the way downstairs and get it then come back up and... shit.
The pills made him feel so fuzzy, the ones for his pain, along with the antibiotics and his regular meds. He sighed as he leaned back again why the fuck didn't I just suffer through the pain and go with Lydia
His dad was really trying, and he knew that Stiles mostly smoked to get his head right, and he wasn't in the mood to go back from being helped to calm his mind, but he didn't really want the whole town talking. Sure it was legal now, but they were shitty people even if his dad shared sometimes.
He was still bored between the books his dad had brought him to stave off boredom and the phone in his hand he really didn't want to focus on the what if’s of his dad not getting elected over weed and he wasn't up for making edibles at 2 am just yet so the neighbors don't gossip. That was the rule, back porch or back facing rooms.
He itched to do something that was more strenuous than getting up to go to the bathroom or get a drink and snack from his mini fridge. He had even messaged Allison to come and hang out but she had just told him she was busy with Lydia planning Her and Aiden’s Re-wedding and would be over on Friday to stay the weekend and he felt guilty for bothering his best friend. Even Lydia had told him “Rest, stay still and heal Stiles, let us take care of you.”
Yet all he wanted to do was drive around, just as he was about to pick up his phone again the front door banged open and his dad called out
“Stiles, Natalie is bringing home burgers for dinner. You should come and try eating downstairs! Melissa says if you just lay there it’s not helping. I stopped by the post office for the package you got and you got mail also, one’s a letter from your uncle Kev and you have one from the county about the adoption.” he sighed and closed his eyes.
More fucking letters. He messaged Lydia asking if she was coming to eat with them and asking if she wanted to smoke, before grabbing his pack of cigarettes that had one last joint tucked in between his Marlboros. If he was going downstairs he might as well reward himself
+++++++++++Eleven months after the attack, and a week before he leaves+++++++ He had finally made up his mind, and called his uncle as he was taking a walk around the park last week. Stiles cleared his throat at the pack dinner two days later, and bit the bullet. There wasn't that many pack members that hadn't known yet anywAy. "Guys, I’m going to Chicago.... You all know that I need to go, I know you won't argue but I need the support more right now. Uncle Kev wants some help and I just… need to get out of here, I’ll still call you guys and come whenever something needs my attention but I’ve already told him I'm headed that way… Next month after my birthday.” he announced while he passed Danny the potatoes. There were surprised looks from his dad,(probably more about the fact that he had just blurred out of). Along with questioning looks of Melissa, Natalie and Chris. Although the two alphas, Danny, Lydia, Erica, Boyd and Allison; who were already in the know, just nodded. Well Ally was busy wiping up potatoes from Eliza’s hair, as they all nodded. Unsurprisingly it was Jackson who was looking the most upset. Peter walked in the backdoor from patrolling as The blonde hybrid had left the table. Lydia patted stiles on the table and followed her husband outside. He sighed, knowing this had been a hard decision and that absolutely sucked, Jackson was still upset with him after he told them last week he planned to go. They'd been trying to help him be okay but he just wasn't. Stiles, Lydia and Jackson went from being a family unit of their own, to stiles leaving. Stiles’ couldn’t be anything else. He couldn’t be another second choice.