Fallen Angel (Stiles Stilinski//Teen Wolf Fan Fiction)

Chapter 25

"They were there for 2 days. Waiting, hiding. That's what we're taught to do when the hunters find us. Hide and heal" Cora stared dramatically out of the window, finishing her story to Stiles.

"So is two days standard then? Or are we thinking Derek's on some like, extended getaway?" Stiles asked, flinging his hands around. He was left with Cora after last night, Kathryn said bye to Derek as he left and went to find Scott and help Scott look after Deaton. After all, Deaton was almost part of a ritual sacrifice.

"Why do you care?" Cora asked sassily, turning to Stiles. Stiles scrunched his eyebrows.

"Why do I care? Let's see. Because over the last few weeks my best friend has tried to kill himself, his boss nearly got ritually sacrificed, a girl that i've known since i was three was ritually sacrificed! Boyd was killed by alphas and on top of all that my girlfriend has been through one to many things because of all of this and trust me that alone could set me off. Want me to keep going? Cause I can, alright. For like an hour!"

"You think Derek can do anything about that?" Cora asked, stepping towards Stiles.

"Well, since he's the one everyone seems to be after it's more like he should do something about it. Yeah"

"I don't know. There's something different about him. He wasn't like this" Cora sighed, feet shuffling as her concern for her big brother grew.

"What was he like?" Stiles asked, giving Peter the perfect dramatic entrance. Peter slowly walked down the stairs, staring between Stiles and Cora with a smirk.

"A lot like Scott, actually" He said, completely anti-climatically. 

"A lot like most teenagers, unbearably romantic, profoundly narcissistic , tolerable really unlike other teenagers" Peter explained, standing before Stiles.

"What happened? What changed him?" Stiles' curiosity was growing by the millisecond. He never admitted it but it was plain as day that Stiles cared about Derek, he saw him as not only part of the pack but part of his family. Although Kathryn always insisted Stiles had a crush on Derek.

"Well, the same thing that changes a lot of you men. A girl" Peter said. Stiles rolled his eyes, not believing what he heard.

"You're telling me some girl broke his little heart? That's why Derek is the way he is?" Stiles asked, he couldn't imagine being broody if Katherine hurt him, he couldn't even imagine Kathryn hurting him, but he sure as hell knew he'd be sad.

"Do you remember Derek before he was an Alpha had blue eyes? Do you know why some wolves have blue eyes?" Peter asked, turning to Cora who just shrugged.

"I just always thought it was, like, a genetic thing" Stiles shrugged, feeling a little embarassed by his lack of Lycan knowledge for the first time.

"If you want to know what changed Derek, you need to know what changed the color of his eyes"

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Kathryn hated being alone, she had nothing to do whatsoever. Scott and Allison were getting information from Gerard, Stiles was getting information from Cora and Peter, and as per usual Kathryn was wondering the streets in the dark.

Kathryn had a terrible feeling, like someone was hurt. But she couldn't tell who. All she had was some kind of intuition. Not like Lydia's intuition, Lydia sensed death through screaming in her head but Kathryn just felt pain. Part of being an ethereal.

Ethereal Faerie's usually didn't have attachment, being lonely creatures only surrounded by their own kind in the forest. But Kathryn was out in the world, in love and loving others. So naturally she was stuck with this burning feeling.

The streets were cold and wet, Kathryn's pain increasing, making her walking more urgent and quicker, and quicker, and quicker until she was sprinting. She found herself outside of the school, she was following a horrendous feeling now, it wasn't like the usual burning. It was the same feeling she felt the previous night when Boyd died. Dread.

Kathryn heard people talking, like bickering, and her phone buzzing in her pocket,but it was all drowned out when she reached where she knew she was meant to be. She was just too late. Kathryn stared at the body in front of her, blood coated the Beacon Hills High School sign as the body hung over it, she knelt down, seeing the badge on the lady's jacket. She was a deputy.

The lady let out a final splutter of blood, coating Kathryn's knees and making her fall back into the blood she hadn't noticed was pooling around her.

Kathryn shrieked, horrified by what she stumbled into.

The pack whipped around. Scott , Stiles, Lydia and Allison staring with wide eyes.

"Kathryn!" Stiles yelled, jumping into action. His breath stopped as he looked at his distressed girlfriend, a million questions  He ran over to her, helping her stand up and pulling her into a hug.

"Call your dad. Call him now"