Interdit Enivrant

Chapitre 13

Stiles looked at Allison for a moment. Erica caressed her back tenderly. Then he turned his gaze to his father. Then he alternated his gaze between the latter and Peter.

He then fixed his gaze on the wolf.

- How could you betray my father like this?

- It was not wanted.

- But you were able to tell me that you had been with Chris unofficially for twenty days and officially for five days.

- Stiles.

- No, Peter. I considered you a friend and you hurt my father?

- Son. His friendship for you has nothing to do with our story.

- Stiles. Like I told you, unofficially, that's the day I betrayed and hurt your father. I'm sorry because I love him. And I don't want to stay apart from him. And officially, because I confessed the truth to Chris and he was mad at me and we agreed to talk to your father, the two of you, five days ago.

- So my father also likes the sheriff, right? Allison asked.

- Yes. We love, Chris and I, passionately Noah. replied Peter.

He saw blush on his father's cheeks, despite his neutral face.

- Stiles. I care for you. I don't want to lose your friendship and...

He hugged the wolf. He whispered in her ear.

- You'd better be forgiven by my father. But know that he is touched by what he has heard.

He felt Peter hug him back.

- THANKS.

- Not that I'm not interested in this story, very exciting by the way, but I would like to know how my Batman almost risked his life? Erica asked.

- How about I tell them? Said his father coming to sit next to him, opposite Peter.

- Knowing your son, it is better that it is you, otherwise he would lie to us.

- Thank you, my wolf.

He saw them all smiling.

- GOOD. So I was at the police station with the other sheriffs when Sam showed up posing as an F.B.I. He came to see me because he didn't have my phone number. And called the station saying I'd like to talk to Stiles' dad, that would have surprised everyone. These are his words. My dear and tender son had deserted the bed he occupied with his two lovers. Dean and Damon couldn't believe they hadn't heard anything. Honestly, me too, given his clumsiness.

- Thank you dad.

- Honestly, how did you do it? Peter asked.

- I didn't doze off. I know that even if they are light sleepers, the first fifteen minutes they fall asleep are sound asleep. So I took the opportunity to slip, and that's the right word since I was between them, to get out of bed.

- Even for that, you're super smart. Allison told him.

- THANKS.

- And since neither of them had their number, Sam was the one sent to see me. I called Stiles and he was outside City Hall. He was certain that the former mayor was in his old office and that was where he cast his spells. He also knew how to reverse the spell thanks to Bonnie. So we left with Sam at the town hall. The latter called his brother and Damon to join us there. Upon arriving on the scene, my son was held by a hand under his throat almost two meters off the ground by the former mayor who was beginning to transform. Stiles was gasping. I was a little taken aback, but her two lovers cheered me on when they called out her name. We shot the former mayor, but he held on. Damon with his superhuman strength was trying to lift the hand that was clasping my son's throat. He had a hard time, but he got there before we discharged our guns. In cover, Stiles reversed the spell. We stopped shooting. The former mayor became him again, then he collapsed on the ground. He was still alive. Just unconscious. I called the chief of the city police explaining to him that the criminal had been arrested, but that he should come for me to explain to him in person.

- What did you say ? Allison asked. And what did you do, Stiles.

- I resume the story. he said. When Damon freed me from the grip. I pulled out the drawing I had quickly made after my video call with Bonnie. I cast the spell by making the necessary signs above the drawing. I did it five times then after putting in some weed I had left. The spell was over. This is where the former mayor passed out. By the time my father explained himself to the sheriff, Dean and Sam having stayed with him, with Damon, we went to see the people in the coma.

- You forgot to say that Dean and Damon hugged and kissed you passionately, after I hit and hugged you so much I was afraid for you.

- Stiles. Don't forget a moment like two passionate kisses! Said her wolf quickly.

- Honey, calm down. Said Allison stroking her girlfriend's back.

- My wolf. It was just kisses. They had been afraid.

- What about people in a coma? Peter asked.

- They were all awake and they didn't remember what happened. he replied.

-And as for the sheriff. We said that everything Stiles saw in the spirits of the deceased was research done by Sam and Dean as FBI agents. And that he and Sam had hit it off. He had asked for her help because he thought the former mayor had used magic and unfortunately they had been right. The sheriff believed everything. Without asking questions. Too reassured to find the culprit. Continued his father. The investigation still lasted more than fifteen days. I accompanied the sheriff, with Sam to the police station.

- Dean joined Damon and me.

- There, I leave you. I prefer not to know anything. Said his father.

- Anyway. I will not tell anything. Just two days later we were back.