A very puppy senior year (Sterek) (Boyxboy) (completed)

part 15

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chapter 15

"What?" Stiles exclaimed, flustered by the realisation she was right, and it hadn't even occurred to him. "Holy.. Why didn't I think of that?" He exclaimed, and Melissa looked at him warily. "It wasn't your fault Stiles" she said while comfortingly rubbing his back. Then they heared a low, female groan from behind them and a panicky yelp from Boyd and Allison. "Mom?! Erica's waking up!" Boyd yelled nervously, and Melissa smiled at Stiles. "Take care of your family first, Deaton will be fine as always" she told him, and Stiles nodded and smiled back at her. "Thanks Melissa" he said softly before quickly making his way over to his distressed pups. When he saw Erica was trying to sit up he gently pushed her down again while laying her head in his lap when he'd sat down. "No sweetheart, it's not good for your head to get up just yet. Let's get you something to drink first" he said softly, and knowing Allison always brought a bottle of water in the bag with her weapons, he looked at her shortly after which she nodded understandingly and handed him the water bottle. Stiles unscrewed the cap of the bottle, supporting Ericas hand while she drank thirstily. "That's enough darling" Stiles said softly when she'd finished half the bottle in a record time. "If you don't stop right now you're gonna be sick later. I think you might have a concussion sweetie, that won't be healed until tomorrow" he said while softly stroking her hair, and Boyd once again looked uncomfortably worried. "A concussion? Is she gonna be okay? I should've done something! I should-" He started to rant, but he stopped when Stiles put a hand on his arm. "Honey, stop it. There's nothing you could've done. Please, you go help Aiden with his leg, me and Derek will get Erica to the car safely, okay?" Stiles interrupted him, and Boyd nodded slowly, understanding his panicking wasn't really helping. "Sure ma" he said softly before making his way over to Aiden who was clutching his deeply cut but slowly healing leg where Deucalion had slashed him while swatting him away. Meanwhile Derek looked fully recovered, since wounds from an alpha didn't affect him as much as the pups, and he walked over to Stiles and Erica before gently picking the girl up bridal style. Meanwhile Stiles had walked over to Boyd and Aiden, eho was softly whimpering out of pain. "Sweetie, can I take a look at your leg?" Stiles asked softly while crouching down next to the boy. "Make it quick" the boy brought out through gritted teeth, and Stiles nodded before trying to shove the boy's pants down to reveal his injured thigh, but he saw the fabric of his jeans was stuck in the visibly healing flesh, and he knew removing it was going to hurt like hell, but he had to do it now before he was healed intirely. "Hun, this is going to hurt for just a sec, okay? Boyd, hold him down" Stiles told both boys before ripping off the torn jeans in one swift movement, making Aiden scream in agony before he collapsed against Stiles. "Shh, shh bub, it's over" Stiles cooed, and even though Aiden usually hated being babied like that, he didn't protest this time, he just clung to Stiles. "Let's get all of you home, we'll see what we'll do later" Stiles told everyone, and they all nodded. Melissa led them to a staff only elevator in which they were able to leave the hospital without trouble before Melissa decided to go back home to inform John, since they lived together. They got Aiden and Erica in the car and drove home while constantly trying to keep Erica awake, because it wasn't the best idea for her to go to sleep too soon when she had a concussion and was feeling terribly nauseous on top of that. When they got down they were met by loud wailing, which made Erica's head pound even more, and got Boyd pretty on edge. "Boyd, calm down honey, get Erica to our room, bring a bucket in case she gets sick and I'll be right upstairs with a glass of water. I'll make sure nothing happens to her, okay?" He said, at which Boyd nodded and walked upstairs with Erica in his arms. After that little episode Stiles went into the living room while supporting Aiden together with Derek. "Aiden!" Ethan wailed before running up to his brother, but thankfully Stiles caught him before the little boy could swing himself around his brothers leg. "Hey little man, no leg-swinging right now, okay? Aiden's leg is hurt, and we don't want it getting worse, now do we?" He said softly, and Ethan nodded through the tears welling up in his eyes. "Are you gonna be okay?" He asked worriedly, in a small voice, and Aiden smiled. "Of course I will. You need someone besides mom to look out for you, don't you?" He said with a wink, and Ethan huffed playfully. "I'm still older you know" he bragged, and both of the brothers chuckled. "Whatever helps you sleep at night bro" Aiden told the toddler, who fake-pouted and squirmed a bit in Stiles' arms. "Mommy, please put me down now" he said, and Stiles gave the boy a tickle before complying. "But you are going back to bed soon. Why'd Danny and Lydia get you out in the first place?" He asked sternly, with a little glare at the two teenagers. "Isaac had a nightmare, and when we were going to get him out he'd woken the others. They've been crying until you came in" Danny explained quickly, and Stiles' features softened, and he walked over to Danny who had Isaac on his lap. "You okay now baby?" He asked Isaac while picking the boy up and cradling him to his chest. "Yeah. 'M just a little tired now" the boy exclaimed, and Stiles smiled when they sat down next to Aiden, who had his leg up and his brother snuggled into his side. "Allison, please get Aiden a wet cloth for his leg while I go and see how Erica's doing" Stiles said before placing Isaac on the couch and walking to the kitchen for a glass of water. When he got upstairs, he saw Erica leaning against Boyd who gently held her up in a sitting position while stroking her hair softly. "Hey sweetheart" Stiles smiled when he'd come in. "Just drink this and go take a nap, I'll have to wake you up every two hours for the next night though, I'm sorry hun" he said while handing her a glass of water, and she nodded dully. "M'kay mom" She said before quickly finishing the water and resting her head against Boyd while she slumped down in a horizontal position and promptly fell asleep. "I'll stay with her" Boyd said immediatly, and Stiles smiled at the guy in front of him. "I didn't suspect any different honey" he said, and with a soft stroke over Boyds head he went out of the room. When he got downstairs, he was thinking about Deucalion again, and of course, a way to save him. Primary problem now was they didn't have a clue where the guy was. "Derek. We need to do something" Stiles told the man, who nodded and pulled his mate close. "I think we should call Chris" Derek said, and Stiles nodded. Meanwhile the pups who hadn't been on the roof with them gave them a questioning look. "Deaton was taken" Derek explained quickly and harshly, and Stiles mentally facepalmed at Dereks non-existent subtlety when the toddlers got shocked expressions and tears welled up in their eyes. Deaton was the only one who was able to turn them back to their actual ages, without him they'd be stuck like this forever, or at least until they'd grown up again. "Mommy" They all cried softly while sticking their hands up to be held and soothed, so Stiles sat down on one of the cream-colored couches and pulled them all close. "Heey little ones, it's gonna be okay, do you understand? Allisons dad is gonna help us, and Deaton is going to be back safely before you know it. You'll be okay kiddo's, really" Stiles said soothingly while cuddling the four little boys close to his chest. "But.. How do you know Chris wants to help us?" Scott pointed out, and Stiles smiled at him. "He will sweetie, don't worry. You trust me, don't you?" He asked, and all the pups nodded. "Good. Than I'm bringing you guys up to bed, and I'll call Chris, okay?" He said calmly, and the pups nodded through their tears. "But are you gonna stay until we're sleepy again?" Isaac asked hopefully, and Stiles smiled and nodded before gesturing for Allison to come along to take Scott and Ethan by the hand since Jackson and Isaac both insisted on being carried by Stiles. Scott and Ethan pouted about it though, since they really wanted to be carried as well but found it too embarrassing to ask. They got into the alpha's bedroom, where the cribs were now permanently installed, and when they walked through the door Stiles smiled at the sight of Boyd and Erica, leaning against eachother and both sound asleep. After laying the toddlers in their cribs he tucked the two teenagers in tightly after checking if Erica responded to her name, which she thankfully did. Allison and him than stayed next to the crib until the pups fell asleep, and after that they went downstairs again, where they were met by Derek who was screaming into the phone. "Fuck this shit Chris! We need you here RIGHT FUCKING NOW!" He roared, and Stiles sighed before pacing over to Derek where he roughly grabbed the man's phone from his hand. "I'm very sorry for my fiancé, it's been a rough night. What we wanted to ask you is if you'd come over, alone, because Deaton was kidnapped and we all need that man" Stiles explained, and he could hear Chris sigh. "Look, Stiles, I'm at an important hunters' meeting. I can come over afterwards, but there's been trouble with some hunters in europe, so-" Chris started. "Please Chris, if he dies the pack is basically doomed, and do I have to remind you your daughter is a part of that pack?" Stiles interrupted, now understanding why Derek had lost his temper before. "What has Allison got to do with this?" Chris asked angrily, and now it was Stiles' turn to sigh. "Look, Allison is pack. If the pack gets defeaten, we'll all be killed. Including her" he explained irritatedly, and he could picture Chris's expression perfectly right now. "Right. I'm at my place, I'll be there in ten" the hunter answered before hanging up. And indeed, exactly ten minutes later Chris's truck pulled up in the driveway. Stiles hastily opened the door to let him in, ans he noticed the hunter was carrying some kind of map. "Where's Allison?" He grumbled while said girl walked through the door. "Dad, calm down, we just need to know where Deaton is and I know you know more about the case than we do. Please dad, otherwise the others will stay like what that stupid bitch of a darach turned them into" she complained, and Stiles shot her a stern look. "Please Allison, language. She was right though Chris, we need Deaton back" Stiles said, and Chris nodded confusedly. "And what exactly were they turned into?" He asked, and Stiles mentally facepalmed when he realised not a single adult, exept Derek, knew about the pups being little. He didn't really have to abswer though, because right when he opened his mouth to answer a loud wail echoed from upstairs, so he ran up, followed by Allison and Chris, to be met by a wolfed-out but slowly moving Erica and three panicked toddlers, while Ethan was busy sleeping through the whole ordeal. Stiles immediatly paced up to Erica and grabbed her shoulders so he could turn her to face him. "Erica, honey, what's wrong?" He asked, and Erica looked at him unfocusedly. "I have to go to school don't I?" She asked drowsily, and Stiles chuckled when he realised she was sleepwalking. She didn't usually do that, so he suspected it was caused by the concussion. He gently directed her back to the bed where Boyd was still fast asleep, and he lay her doen under the blanket softly. "No school yet honey, you can sleep for a bit" he told her while tucking her in tight. "Kay. Thanks mom" she said drowsily while shifting back slowly, and Stiles ran his hand through her hair before walking over to the cribs where the toddlers were still hiccuping softly while Allison was trying to calm them down a bit, but seemingly the upset pups didn't want her touching them. "Hey kiddos, it's okay, Erica has hit her head a bit, so she was just sleepwalking, nothing to be afraid of" Stiles said soothingly while picking the three of them up and handing a reluctant Scott to Allison, who cradled him to her chest which the boy snuggled into. Stiles placed the other two on his hips, and they clung to his T-shirt. Only then Stiles realised Chris was still in the room, and the man was looking at them perplexedly. "Are those- Is he?" The hunter stottered while paling whiter than a sheet. "Yes Chris, they are. This is what the darach does, and why we need Deaton back" Stiles stated, and the Argent nodded. "The map I've got with me has the locations of where magical currents cross marked on them, if we can find out where he was taken, we know where he'll be killed and where he'll be found" Chris said in a straight voice, seemingly skipping the fact that his daughters boyfriends and some other 'vicious' werewolves had been turned into children which couldn't defend themselves, which was probably the dream of every devoted hunter, but then again, Chris had thankfully never been as devoted as his father. They walked down to the kitchen, where Chris spread the map out on the table under the judging glance of Derek, the hopeful looks of the toddlers and the annoyed stare of his daughter. "Do you have any idea where he was taken?" Chris asked while looking over the map. "Well, it could either be the clinic or his sister's house for what we know of" Stiles said, and Chris sighed. "Their both on a crosspoint" he said annoyedly, but suddenly Scott started squirming around in Allisons arms. "He was at the clinic" he brought out in his high-pitched toddler voice, and Chris looked at him in shock, the man had probably suspected that the pups haf mentally regressed as wel, and had no idea what was going on. "How do you know that Scott?" Stiles asked the boy, who looked up at him like it was obvious. "Well duh. He never leaves the clinic before twelve pm, you oughtta know that" he said in an arrogant tone, and Stiles looked at him with one eyebrow raised. "Do not use that tone with me young man" he said sternly. "But you're probably right. Chris, do you know anything now?" He asked the hunter, who'd been staring at the map. "Yes. I think I know where he is, but we don't have much time"

Okayy, I know it's late... Y'all are gonna kill me, aren't you? Please don't.. -:c lol. At least it's long c:- if you liked it, please comment and vote, and I'd like to ask you a favour.. I'm writing a non-teenwolf story, and I'd like it if it got some reads and feedback, it's called "Who's the alpha now?" and I'd really like it if you'd check it out... Anyway, xoxo,

Robance c:-