Knowledge Influences my behaviour

There Is More Than One Path

Stiles drops Scott off at his home, the other doesn't say anything.

Stiles chews his lip. The guilt and self blame was making his anxiety spike.

He drives off before his scent of distress became known to the werewolf inside.

"Did Scott even know about that?" he wonders out loud.

He doesn't realise he was losing focus. It took his brain a while to catch up.

"A gold floor?" he says what he sees but it makes him confused.

"When did IiiiiK - FUCK!"

Stiles yells as he was standing in the middle of the woods.

Calming his racing heart, he immediately grimaces at the old tree stump in front of him.

"I as a witch refuse to accept help from you and I will never help you"

He says shaking his arm, a soft jingle his bracelet gave made him stop.

Inspecting it he sees there is one missing, the tiny light bulb to be exact.

It's sparks something in his head making him laugh "oh the irony".

The words the ancestors gave him through Molly came into his head and he knew he had to follow it.

'Be as sly as a fox'

With that thought he walked and was out of the woods in mere seconds.

The nemeton liked him but he didn't like it back and now he pissed it off, it had gladly pushed him out of the forest right next to where his car was parked.

For a moment he looks at his car, just staring, not moving, only taking it in.

"My eyes, those aren't their hidden power, that stump messed it up, doesn't it already  know how angry that makes me"

/Next day
Morning at the Sheriff's Office/

"I knew a delicious healthy breakfast would mean plain healthy lunch"

Stiles laughs quietly at his father's sarcasm.

"My cooking had improved but only in the breakfast department"

The older shakes his head in disbelief as he sets his stuff down.

He watches as his son takes a seat sighing deeply.

He narrows his eyes "what is it son?"

Much like a deer caught in headlights, eyes widening and fingers nervously drumming on his thigh.

He takes in a deep breath and suddenly all the nervousness fades away, he looks more in control.

"There are threaths in town and the one I'm completely blind with but the others... I see opportunities"

He says it slowly and a hidden point is made known, one that only his father would catch.

His dad frowns but nods his head in understanding.

"Look son, I know what you want to do but please don't pull a stupid hero move"

The change of mood is immediate and he couldn't help but burst out laughing.

A soft smile falls onto Mr, Stilinski's face and he reaches in his drawer, he quickly finds what he is looking for

He looks up at his son, "Catch", is all he says to him and throws a hand sized object at him.

Stiles catches and looks at with wide eyes

"Before you came back I went to go check out this old house in Beacon Hills