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"Stiles....? Stiles, where are you?"
"Stiles?"
The whole pack - Lydia, Scott, Isaac, Derek and Allison - were searching the woods of Beacon Hills. A witch had been seen there and they had killed her but only after a long fight and sustaining many wounds. In this fight Stiles had gotten lost and nobody could find him.
Derek sighed. He tried not to panic, but he was, because Stiles was Human. He could still smell him, but couldn´t identify where.
"Here," came a little and high voice.
"Stiles?" Derek ran towards the voice and yes - he saw the hazelnutbrown, big eyes looking up to him. "Stiles?"
The others come up behind Derek and all of them looked down in panic. In front of them a young teenage girl was sitting - big brown eyes, long brown hair, with little moles, wearing a T-Shirt and a Jeans everything to big for her. She was nearly in tears, while her Hand was grabbing her Shirt.
"It is me... Stiles" Tears fell down and she had problems breathing.
Derek kneeled down - because the others were to shocked - and took her hands away from her shirt to hold them in his. "Stiles..... Ssshhh ... don´t panic.... easy... breath slowly. We will figure this out. Okay?.. I promise..." Stiles nodded but she was still trembling. "Are you hurt somewhere else?"
Stiles showed him her ankel. Derek sighed. "Okay... come on." He lifted Stiles up into his arms to carry her bridal style.
Let´s get Stiles home... Scott? Call Deaton."
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"This is so weird."
"I know..."
"No, Derek... Look at him," explained John Stilinski, watching his son being looked at by Deaton on the couch. "A witch transformed him into a girl and now he looks like his... his mother... when SHE was seventeen."
Deaton stood up and came over to them.
"Physically it is only a busted ankle." "And how long will he be...?" The Sherriff´s words were caught in his throat, because Deaton sighed and looked worried.
"I don´t know.... Stiles told me what the witch said to him and if this is true, then until the momentwhen a Woman falls in love for him... The problem is that Stiles told me there is no girl in sight and he prefers guys, so....?"
The Sherriff scratched his head. "Okay till we have an another solution... and we NEED an another solution... he can´t go to school... I can say that he is visiting relatives. You can all go home. Derek can you stay for a moment?"
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Derek locked up his door and looked to the side where Stiles was standing trembling. You could see that she was uncomfortable. Derek remembers what the Sherriff had said to him...
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"I can´t Mr. Stilinski."
"But you are the only one who can... Look, Derek... Stiles can´t go to school in this body and I don´t want him to be alone all the time.... Here the Neighbours will see him.... Melissa is working and Scott and Isaac are at school... Allison, too... also Lydia... but you... Stiles told me you weren´t working and he needs someone who will look after him now and knows the whole situation. I beg you, Derek... please..."
Derek wasn´t sure why, but that criticism that he wasn´t working buged him. But looking at Stiles now.... he knew there wasn´t anything more important. Derek sighed he checked Stiles new body and blushed a little. Stiles was still looking good - just changed - what didn´t change were his eyes--- the hazelnutbrown eyes.
"I don´t have girl clothes." Derek replied and Sherriff nodded. "For now I´ll pack some old from my wife and tomorrow Lydia and Allison will buy new ones for him."
"I don´t have a second Bed."
"He can sleep on the couch."
"But I don´t have so much food."
"You will get money for this from me."
Derek sighed. He wasn´t sure this was a good idea, but he nodded anyway. It couldn´t be much worse.
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That´s what he thought first but now he wasn´t so sure anymore. Stiles didn´t say one word the whole way. She just stood there pressing her pillow against her chest. And that´s what scared Derek. He opened the Door. "Come in...," he whispered and let Stiles go in first.
He followed with the two bags, the sherriff had packed and went to the couch to put the bags down. His eyes went over to Stiles sitting on the couch still holding her pillow.
Derek sighed. "Okay that is scary!"
Stiles looked up irritated. "What? That I´m a girl?"
"No... you being not sarcastic and with a closed mouth."
Stiles looked angry and snaped back. "I have boobs, Derek...."
"Yeah... I can see that."
"This isn´t funny!"
"I´m not laughing."
"I´m a FUCKING girl and I will NEVER change back...." Stiles has Tears in her Eyes and for a moment there was silence.
The Alpha than sat down on the table to look into the teenagers eyes. "Who said that?.... We will find a way.... "I´m sure."
Stiles looked up. "And if not?"
"Then we will find a way to live with this, because you are still Stiles - thin, sarcastic, clever Stiles with your little nose and the moles. " For the first time since he changed ,Stiles smiles a little. She wasn´t sure why Derek said this but it helped.
Derek breathed in. "And now rest... I will get some food..." Stiles was surprised and made big, brown eyes like a puppy. "You can cook?"
"No... but I can call for takeout... I wasn´t prepared to have a guest."
Stiles looked to the Sourwolf and she was sure Derek had never had guests. Who would even visit him? Even those who knew him, knew he liked being alone better and now he had Stiles living with him for a probably long time.
He felt sorry, but that´s how his dad had decided. Now she couldn´t do much more than try to make it easier for Derek.
Stiles put the pillow away and began to unpack her bags.
"If we go to the grocery store tomorrow... I could cook for US."
Derek who hung up the phone raised an eyebrow. "YOU can cook?"
And there was the typical Stilinski grin. "Sure and I´m very good. My Mom showed me when I was young. I always cook for me and my Dad, because he had many night shifts and then he only has to microwave it. We don´t eat often together."
Derek knows that, Scott and Stiles parents worked hard and that was the price they had to pay. But Stiles was more sensibel then Scott.
stiles always smiled and laughed but all of that was just an armor. His Heart got hurt years ago and it had never healed. But instead of being like the sourwolf, Stiles kept living in a dream bubble, which protects him.
"Okay tomorrow... today we eat Pizza and we can watch TV at your Laptop." Derek knows Stiles had packed the laptop. They didn´t know how long this would take, so the sherriff had packed a lot of stuff for his son - clothes for warm days and cold days, shoes, stuff for fun like books and the laptop. So many stuff that Derek wasn´t sure Stiles would ever leave again.
He sighed while he watched Stiles. She sat on the couch sadly unpacking her stuff and turned her laptop on.
This would be a lot worse.....
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To be continued....
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