Tough love

Loving Through Addiction pt. 2

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The next chapter should be out by the end of the week. it's my favorite chapter i've ever written so PLEASE come back and look for it. love you guys❤️

"Morning." Zac said, groaning as he turned over and stretched.

"Morning Z." Elijah greeted back.

The brown haired boy smiled sleepily as he sat up in bed and began popping his joints.

"Okay bud, I'm gonna go wake everyone up. You feel comfortable getting breakfast started?" Elijah asked gently.

"Yeah, I can do that. What do you want me to start making?" The blue eyed boy asked.

"Let's do oatmeal. We have a lot of people to feed, and it's the easiest to make. I'll be down in just a sec, okay bud?" Elijah smiled gently.

Zac just nodded and walked out of the room, headed downstairs. Elijah frowned slightly at the tear tracks that still lined his face from the previous night and how he looked like he was carrying the weight of the world on his shoulders. Elijah just hoped they would be able to find his twin before it killed Zac.

The eldest stood out of bed and stretched before walking to the bed on the other side of the room, shaking Ned awake gently.

"Hey Ned, it's time to wake up. Breakfast will be ready in a little bit." Elijah coaxed.

Ned turned towards Elijah, rubbing his eyes and smiling at him.

"M'kay, i'll be down in a minute." Ned informed, stretching.

Elijah walked out the room and headed for where Stiles and the rest of the pack were sleeping. He opened the door, smiling at the sight in front of him. Scott and Isaac were curled up on one bed, Isaac with tear tracks down his face. Scott was holding the curly-haired boy close, protectively covering his with his arms. Elijah frowned, knowing Isaac had probably had a nightmare. He had seen the aftermath of his brothers having one to recognize the signs well enough.

He walked over to the other bed where Stiles and Derek were cuddled close and shook Derek gently, trying to wake him up. The alpha just snuggled into Stiles more, wrapping himself around the human in a symbol of protection.

"Derek? Time to wake up." Elijah coaxed.

Derek slowly opened his eyes, smiling at Elijah before turning to look at Stiles and smiling even wider.

"K, I'll wake all of them up and we'll be down in a second." Derek groaned, blinking his eyes to wake himself up.

"Okay, be gentle with Isaac, it looks like he had a nightmare last night." Elijah informed.

"Yeah, woke up screaming and crying and everything. Stiles has told you about his past I assume?" Derek asked.

"Yeah, he has. If they need more sleep we can save food for them, just let me know." Elijah smiled.

Derek nodded thankfully as Elijah left the room. The eldest Lark left the room and headed to Sam and Dean's room. Sam, Dean, and Damon had all squeezed into one bed, disregarding the one on the other side of the room. They were so entangled Elijah didn't know which limb belonged to who.

"Morning boys, it's almost time for breakfast." The brown-haired man said gently, running a hand through whoever's hair was in front of him.

It turned out to be Damon, who groaned loudly and rolled closer to Dean. Dean in turn whined and snuggled into Sam, who huffed and woke up with the movement.