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Stiles POV

“Did that just happen?” Stiles asked not realizing as he watched Cora walk towards him.

“Yeah,” Allison said next to him.

“I-I’m as good as dead,” Stiles stammered.

Allison grabbed hold of his arm and spun him towards her, “nothing is gonna happen to you ... not anymore.”

Stiles frowned at that, he was prepared to challenge Allison on that notion but Cora had walked up and interrupted that thought, “hey!”

Stiles turned to see her walking up to him carrying a very somber expression, “why?”

“why What?” She asked stopping in front of him and Allison.

“Why did you do that?” Stiles asked.

“Because somebody needed to or else it would have just kept happening,” she said.

Suddenly they both heard the echo from someone getting slapped hard, “go to hell Derek Hale,” Stiles heard Laura say from the other end of the cafeteria.

Cora huffed, “she’s mad now …” she said watching the argument unfold between her sister and her brother.

“Derek … DEREK, ANSWER ME!” Laura yelled as she grabbed hold of Derek’s collar shaking him furiously in hopes that he would answer her.

“This is … this isn’t happening is it? This can’t be real …” Stiles murmured.

“It’s real Stiles and it is happening,” Cora said beside him.

More and more people started to become aware of what was going on, people from the lunch lines wandered over and watched as Laura chewed her brother out; the argument seemed to have captured the attention of everyone eating lunch in the cafeteria, people were even coming in from eating lunch outside to witness what was going on.

“Oh my God you would think people in this school don’t have a life of their own,” Allison said commenting on the many spectators.

Laura had eventually turned her tirade towards Derek’s friends and started questioning them on their involvement but from what Stiles could hear none of them seemed to be willing to give her an answer. Eventually Laura got fed up with trying to get them to talk to her and put her attention solely back on Derek. Even then he still didn’t seem to be willing to say anything to Laura it was in that moment that Stiles noticed that Derek wasn’t really even paying attention to Laura at all; Stiles felt a shiver go down his spine when he realized that Derek was looking past his sister and past the many onlookers and glaring directly at him. Stiles was unable to hold eye contact for long and looked away fearfully towards the entrance of the cafeteria it was then that he noticed a few teachers waltzing in and making their way towards the source of the commotion. Stiles noticed Shelly from the front office was among the teachers going to break up the commotion, “Ms. Hale … Ms. Hale please step back,” one of the teachers beckoned.

“Ladies and gentlemen need I remind you that fighting on school grounds is cause for an immediate suspension; you would be wise to avoid doing that,” Shelly said. “Derek Hale, Isaac Lahey, Jackson Whittemore and Vernon Boyd please follow me to the front office,” she announced and started walking back towards the entrance to the cafeteria while the teachers that had come to assist her coaxed Derek and his friends to follow Shelly.

As they made their way to the front of the cafeteria towards the entrance Stiles noticed Derek was still glaring at him even as he and his friends made their way past everyone and he never once took his eyes off of Stiles. The look Derek was giving him terrified him, the amount of hatred and rage his eyes carried was bone chilling and Stiles could only figure that Derek was thinking up ways to pummel him when he somehow managed to get him alone.

“Don’t be afraid of him Stiles, he’s pathetic; don’t give him the satisfaction of intimidating you,” Cora said beside him as she watched her brother head towards the front office.

Stiles gulped but held his head high and stared Derek down until Derek was forced to take his eyes off of him and exit the cafeteria. Whether or not Derek would retaliate shouldn’t be Stiles immediate concern and he knew that; what he also knew was that Derek and his friends had just gotten taken to the front office and if that was the case then that meant Principal Thomas was sticking true to his word and punishing them for what they had done and that made Stiles feel more than a little happy. But his happiness didn’t last long because once Derek and his friends were out of the cafeteria he noticed that more than a few people scattered around the cafeteria were looking at him and whispering stuff to the people next to them.

He slumped over, “now the rumors start all over again,” he sighed.

Allison patted his back, “hey at least it’s out there now so you don’t have to worry about keeping it a secret.”

“If any of these losers try anything just let me know,” Cora said looking out at the many people in the cafeteria.

Stiles noticed Laura making her way towards them, leaving Erica and Lydia alone at their table; she still seemed peeved about the whole situation and Stiles couldn’t help but feel a little fearful about how she would approach him. She marched angrily over to them and stopped right in front of Stiles and held out her hand, “I’m Laura; I’m Cora’s older sister …”

Stiles hesitantly took her hand and shook it, “Stiles …”

She gave him a small smile, “I’m-I’m sorry about my brother,” she struggled.

“I don’t really think you should be apologizing for him, you didn’t know …” Stiles said.

Laura huffed, “you’re right I didn’t but I should have … for a while I’ve been on my sister about bullying people just trying to make sure that she doesn’t get into it considering she can be a little aggressive but clearly I was focusing on the wrong sibling.”

“It’s not your fault Laura, Derek isn’t your responsibility; mom and dad can handle him,” Cora said.

“Hey since we’re in here, why don’t we get some food and eat,” Allison suggested.

Laura looked to her, “yeah that sounds like a good idea I mean that was the original plan after all.”

“It’s been a long time since I’ve eaten lunch in here during lunch time,” Stiles said offhandedly.

Stiles could see that the comment upset Cora but Laura seemed more confused than anything, “what do you mean?” She asked.

“Derek and his friends and a few other people made sure to mess with him whenever they got the chance so he didn’t feel safe eating lunch in here,” Cora said and headed over to the lunch line.

“Oh …” Laura sighed and followed her sister over to the lunch line, Allison probed Stiles to follow and they stood and waited to get their food.

Of course the wait would not go without some added commotion and Stiles should have known something else was going to happen. While they stood in line, Erica and Lydia had made their way over to them, Erica looked extremely pissed while Lydia just appeared cold, a look she commonly sported. “What the hell did you do?” Erica asked as they got closer to them.

“Back off Erica,” Cora said standing in front of Stiles.

“Why are you defending this little freak? Did he do something to you?” Erica asked.

Allison scoffed, “Erica shut up and walk away before you make yourself look like an even bigger idiot than you already are.”

“Oh fuck you Allison you’re somebody people should look out for considering how two faced you are,” Erica spat.

“Erica,” Laura’s voice boomed, “walk away,” she said slowly.

Erica clenched her fist and Lydia stood forward, “Allison what are you doing?” Lydia asked.

“The right thing, what are you doing?” Allison countered.

Lydia couldn’t bring herself to answer that as she gnawed at her bottom lip and avoided making eye contact with any of them. She slowly began to step back and eventually she turned and walked away towards the entrance of the cafeteria. “Wait Lydia, Lydia wait,” Erica called, “this isn’t over,” she said looking back to Stiles before rushing to catch up with Lydia.

“Actually it is over you just don’t realize it yet,” Cora said in a hushed voice.

Stiles thought about what Cora said for a moment, ‘is she right? Is it really over?’ He wondered there was no guarantee but for now he can rest assured that he wouldn’t be dealing with Derek, Jackson, Isaac or Boyd for a while.

Derek's POV

Derek never felt so angry in his life; all he could think about was how much he wanted to punch Stilinski in the face. His sister’s words fell on deaf ears as she scolded him in front of the entire cafeteria, his focus was so drawn to Stilinski that he shut out everything she said. Even after she smacked him his attention only briefly diverted towards her but his attention was eventually back on Stilinski and he found that he couldn’t look at anything other than him; even as he made his way out of the cafeteria escorted by a few teachers and the woman who manned the front desk. Needless to say Stilinski was the only thing on his mind, Derek went through plenty of scenarios of how he would approach Stilinski and absolutely pummel him but he found that none of those thoughts brought him comfort the way he assumed they would. The front desk woman opened up the door to the front office and ushered Derek and his friends in; the teachers that assisted in escorting them to the office stayed outside.

“What’s going on, why are we in here? We haven’t done anything …” Jackson said.

“I’ve heard otherwise Mr. Whittemore,” Principal Thomas said walking into the front office, “you boys follow me back to the conference room now.”

Each of them obliged and followed their Principal towards the conference room, along the way Derek couldn’t help but wonder what all of this was about but when Principal Thomas opened the door to the conference room and Derek was met with the sight of his parents he got the idea that his worst nightmare was possibly becoming reality.

“Boys please have a seat, as you can see I have called all of your parents and or guardians here to meet with me as this matter is very serious,” Principal Thomas said seating himself.

Derek noticed Scott was in the room as well accompanied by Ms. McCall, he looked so ashamed he couldn’t look up from the table; Ms. McCall on the other hand did not seem too pleased by the sight of Derek and his friends and looked like she was ready to jump up and have a few words with them. As Derek made his way over to his parents he noticed his dad looking to him in a way he hoped to never see, disappointed; the same could be said for his mother and that almost broke Derek’s heart. Derek sat down next to his parents as did Jackson, Boyd and Isaac, “alright, now I have called you all in here today because I have recently found out that your children have been relentlessly bullying another student for over a year,” Principal Thomas stated.

“Who exactly is the student and why isn’t he or she here?” Jackson’s father asked.

“Stiles Stilinski, I met with him and his father earlier and he gave me a very detailed explanation of what your son and his friends have been doing to him for the past year,” Principal Thomas stated.

Jackson’s dad nodded, “then why isn’t he here to explain to us what our children have apparently been doing?”

That was just like Jackson’s dad to go into full on lawyer mode to defend his son against whatever came his way, “I figured you would take issue to that and I’m sure you’ll understand when I say that  I personally don’t think neither Stiles or his father would be very comfortable sitting in the same room with the same people who have been tormenting him for the past year; so Mr. McCall will undoubtedly vouch for everything Stiles told me earlier, is that okay with you Mr. Whittemore?”

Jackson’s dad flinched back at that, “okay I understand why you would want to keep the student out of this but his father should at least be present to-“

“The Sheriff is angry enough as it is and it’s probably best he stay away from this meeting as well,” Principal Thomas said.

Jackson’s dad sat back in his seat defeated, “of course Sheriff Stilinski is his father, I should have known that,” Derek’s mom said beside him.

“Principal I would appreciate it if you would explain to me what transpired between my grandson and this boy, Stiles,” Boyd’s grandmother said.

“Well Verna to start last week your grandson chased Stiles with” the principal then pointed to Jackson, “Jackson Whittemore hoping to physically harm him,” Principal Thomas started.

“We didn’t do anything to him, he was the one that hurt us,” Jackson chimed.

“Boyd did you not hold Stiles up against a wall while Jackson punched him in the stomach after chasing him down?” Principal Thomas questioned.

“N-no sir,” Boyd answered and his grandmother swatted him upside the head.

“Don’t you lie to the man Vernon, tell him the truth,” she ordered.

Boyd coward away from her and hung his head low and whispered, ”yes sir …”

“Jackson is this true?” Principal Thomas asked but Jackson did not answer, “Mr. Whittemore is this true?” Jackson still did not answer.

“Answer the question Jackson,” Jackson’s dad commanded.

“Y-Yes it’s true,” Jackson hesitated.

“Thank you for answering honestly, I will continue to be asking you boys about past issues that have been brought to my attention and I hope that you answer to the best of your ability and as honestly as possible,” Principal Thomas instructed, to which all the boys nodded in unison. “Mr. Lahey, is it true that you and Mr. Whittemore have ganged up on Mr. Stilinski to beat him?” Principal Thomas asked.

“I-I don’t … I don’t know …” Isaac struggled.

Principal Thomas turned to Scott, “Mr. McCall is it true?”

Scott kept his head hung low, “yes it’s true.”

Isaac’s dad sat up, “now hold on … I want my son to say it, I want him to tell me that he did it,” Isaac’s dad said before turning to him and asking him, “Isaac did you do what the Principal is accusing you of?”

“On more than one occasion,” Principal Thomas added.

Isaac couldn’t bear to look his father in the eye, “yeah it’s true.”

Principal Thomas turned to Jackson, “Jackson?”

Jackson didn’t respond at first but then his mother pinched him and told him, “answer the question now Jackson,” in a hushed voice.

Jackson nodded and said, “Yes it’s true.”

Isaac’s dad leaned back in his seat and shook his head in disappointment, both of Jackson’s parents scooted their chairs away from him a little, “Mr. Hale is it true that you have stolen Mr. Stilinski’s homework on more than one occasion?”

Derek looked to his parents and in that brief moment he saw a glimmer of hope in their eyes that quickly faded after he answered, “Yes.” After that the disappointed looks returned and he turned to face Principal Thomas unable to look at his parents.

“Is it true that you have harmed Mr. Stilinski on more than one occasion?” Principal Thomas asked.

“Depends on what you mean by harmed,” Derek spat.

His mother grabbed hold of his arm and gripped it hard, stealing all of his attention, “you answer him with respect and be polite about it,” she warned.

Derek shuddered in his seat and turned back to look at Principal Thomas, “yes Sir I-I have harmed him more than once.”

Principal Thomas nodded, “have you harmed Mr. Stilinski after finding out that he was your soulmate?”

Derek wasn’t surprised by the collective gasps that came from just about everyone in the room, “wait … its really true?” Isaac tried.

Scott leaned forward on the table his eyes wide and filled with disbelief, “You … you’re his soulmate?!”

“This is a joke right?” Jackson wondered.

‘Please wake up, please wake up, please wake up,” Derek chanted in his head, he just couldn’t fathom that today’s events were his reality; one of his worst nightmares coming to light all because of Stiles Stilinski.

“You found your soulmate?” His father gasped.

Derek turned to face his parents and he couldn’t believe how indignant they appeared towards him; “You were bullying your-“ his mother tried but Derek wouldn’t hear what she had to say.

“No,” he turned back towards Principal Thomas, “no I didn’t hurt him after finding out he was my soulmate.”

“Wait you’re actually serious about this, Stilinski’s really your soulmate?” Jackson asked.

“But-but how … when?” Isaac struggled.

“You piece of … how-how long have you known?” Scott asked but Derek did not feel the need to answer Scott’s question so he ignored him staring straight ahead at Principal Thomas, “how could you do this to him?” Scott pressed.

“Oh pipe down McCall, I didn’t see you go out of your way to stop us from what we were doing, matter of fact most of the time we talked about Stilinski you laughed at some of the stuff we said about him … and you claimed to be Stilinski’s best friend, what a joke.” Jackson countered.

Scott looked towards Jackson and appeared as if he were ready to hop over the table and pounce on him, “shut up Jackson.”

Jackson leaned forward onto the table and smugly asked, “What’s wrong is the truth too much for you?”

Scott growled and shot up out of his seat prepared to throw down with Jackson, Jackson mirrored his action standing up but also allowing his eyes to glow. “Jackson, sit down and shut up right now,” Mrs. Whittemore said.

“But mom-“

“Sit down Jackson,” she growled and Jackson obliged hurrying to take his seat.

“Sit down Scott,” Mrs. McCall said and Scott sat back down angrily.

“Are we finished?” Principal Thomas asked looking between Scott and Jackson who were glaring at one another; both of them nodded and Principal Thomas turned his attention back onto Derek. “Derek I’m going to ask you again, did you or did you not harm Mr. Stilinski after finding out he was your soulmate?”

“No,” Derek answered truthfully which was shocking even to himself; he hadn’t realized before but ever since the day Stiles presented and their soul marks appeared he hasn’t touched him or gone out of his way to hurt him since.

Principal Thomas held Derek’s gaze for a moment and Derek could tell that the Principal was having a hard time believing what he said but the truth could be heard in his heartbeat and Derek knew that it did not falter when he answered. “Alright I just have a few more questions to ask you boys and again I want you to continue to answer to the best of your ability and as honestly as possible, understand?”

Derek nodded as did Jackson, Scott, Isaac and Boyd, “Okay, Mr. Whittemore and Mr. Lahey is it true that you and a few of your friends stalked Mr. Stilinski around school and ultimately wound up hassling him?”

“I don’t know,” Jackson said smugly.

“I … I-I don’t understand …” Isaac said.

“Fine let me rephrase the question, is it true that you Mr. Lahey along with Mr. Whittemore followed Mr. Stilinski around school only to beat him up and eventually lock him into one of the school lockers?” Principal Thomas asked.

“Can’t remember,” Jackson answered in a snarky tone but just after Jackson gave his answer his mother swatted him upside the head.

“You will answer him respectfully and honestly,” Mrs. Whittemore grumbled.

Jackson became noticeably fearful in that instance; he looked to his mother who was glaring at him subjecting Jackson to her indignation. It was a surprise even to Derek to see that Mrs. Whittemore wasn’t going out of her way to defend her son, Derek had always assumed Jackson could commit murder and regardless of that fact his parents would side with him and coddle and defend him but apparently that wasn’t the case, “yes sir it’s true …” Jackson answered.

“How many times have you done this?” Principal Thomas asked.

Jackson shrugged, “once or twice …”

Principal Thomas turned to Isaac,” Isaac?”

Isaac shrunk down into his seat before answering, “We did it two times …”

Mr. Lahey sighed next to Isaac and hung his head low, “I don’t understand why you would do something like that Isaac.”

Principal Thomas wrote something down in his notebook, once he was finished he looked up and over to Boyd, “Boyd have you ever harmed Mr. Stilinski before what transpired last week?”

Boyd frowned at the question, “you better answer him honestly Vernon,” Boyd’s grandmother said next to him.

“Yes sir …” Boyd answered honestly much to his grandmother’s disappointment.  From then on Principal Thomas threw multiple allegations their way and they all knew there was no point denying what they had obviously done and they couldn’t lie about it no matter how much they wanted to. Principal Thomas brought up plenty of past instances where they had wronged Stilinski; surprisingly some of the things Principal Thomas mentioned Derek didn’t remember doing or hearing about. After about 30 minutes of being interrogated and answering questions, Principal Thomas finally stopped asking questions and fell silent, the entire room was quiet, Derek refused to look at his parents and by the looks of it so did Boyd, Jackson and Isaac. Mrs. Whittemore appeared to be absolutely fed up as did Mr. Whittemore, Mr. Lahey looked extremely disappointed, “Principal Thomas if I may,” Boyd’s Grandmother said breaking the silence. “I would like to personally apologize for my grandson’s behavior and-“

“Verna I’d hate to interrupt you but you shouldn’t be the one to apologize to me and I’m not going to let you because you have nothing to apologize for,” Principal Thomas said.

“On the contrary Principal Thomas I am the one who raises my grandson and I’d hoped that I had raised him to know better than to partake in something like this,” Verna said.

“I feel the same …” Mr. Lahey chimed, “Isaac personally knows what it’s like to be bullied because he’s dealt with one in grade school, he was miserable for months because of it and I never thought that after going through something like that he would do it to someone else,” Mr. Lahey said.

“My job keeps my away from the house a lot as does my wife’s but we always made sure to instill into our son the differences between right and wrong and in this case he should have known that what he was doing was wrong,” Mr. Whittemore said.

“Dad it’s not that serious we were just joking,” Jackson tried.

“Jackson as I see it you are already in a world of trouble, your car your video games and your TV are already going to be taken from you but if you repeat what you just said again I will not only take those things from you, I will sell them as well,” Mrs. Whittemore said.

“Mom-mom but-but …” Jackson struggled Scott huffed at that and that caught Jackson’s attention, “what are you laughing at McCall?”

“Jackson shut your mouth and sit there and be quiet,” Mrs. Whittemore said. Hearing her icy tone sent a shiver down Derek’s spine.

“This entire situation is unfortunate,” Derek’s mother said suddenly, “I think that as parents we expect the best out of our kid’s and we always hope that they’ll never do anything wrong … but unfortunately our kids have done wrong and whether it be because of the way we raised them or some other reason, the results of their actions do fall back on us as they should know better than to do something like this. So Principal Thomas, Ms. Verna was right to offer you an apology for what’s happened and while it’s disappointing I would like to ensure that it will never happen again.”

“If I may,” Ms. McCall said, “I personally know Stiles very well, he practically grew up in my house and it hurts me to know that he went through what he did … and while it is nice to hear the parents show disapproval for this entire situation I personally would like to ask each of you boys a question, why, why Stiles? What exactly did he do to any of you to warrant this kind of mistreatment?”

“He tried to take Lydia from me … he was trying to figure out a way to break my soul bond with Lydia,” Jackson answered angrily.

Mrs. Whittemore scoffed and covered her face with her hand in embarrassment, “Jackson please tell me you don’t honestly believe that.”

“Mom it’s true,” Jackson tried.

“No Jackson that’s not true, only an idiot would believe that it was possible to break a soul bond,” Mr. Whittemore chimed.

“Jackson don’t pretend like you don’t know that breaking a soul bond is impossible because you know very well that it is impossible to do, you found that out the day you realized Lydia was your soulmate.” Jackson seemed dumbfounded by his mother’s words, “IT WAS EXPLAINED TO YOU REPEATEDLY THAT DAY!” Mrs. Whittemore shouted out her frustration.

“Was that really the reason you went after Stiles?” Ms. McCall asked suddenly.

Jackson appeared fearful in that moment when he looked to Ms. McCall, he looked back at his mother who was glaring at him out the corner of her eyes. Jackson shuddered before answering, “ye-yes I mean at least it was for me, I don’t know about them.”

Mr. Whittemore grumbled in the seat next to him, while Mrs. Whittemore rolled her eyes and sighed heavily, “Vernon do not tell me that is the reason you went after that boy …” Verna said looking to Boyd.

Boyd ducked his head down unable to deal with the guilt, Isaac looked to his dad who looked back at him with a questioning look. “Isaac, that wasn’t the reason you went after that kid right?” his father asked.

Isaac shuddered before answering, “It was … I think.”

“You don’t know why you started messing with this Stilinski kid?” His father asked.

Isaac looked defeated and looked down at the table, “yes sir … that was the reason.”

“Vernon,” Verna said getting Boyd’s attention, “was that the reason you started messing with this boy.”

Boyd ducked his head again and said, “yes mam.”

Verna leaned back in her seat and adjusted her purse on her lap, “I hope you like taking the bus because you won’t have a car for the rest of the year.”

Derek chanced a glance at his parents who were looking to him expecting him to say something, his mother finally broke the silence and asked, “Is your reason the same as theirs?”

 Derek looked around the table, first at his parents then at Scott and his mother, Principal Thomas, Jackson and his parents, Isaac and his dad and finally at Boyd and his grandmother before he finally answered, “no.” He was telling the truth for the most part, Jackson’s petty reason behind messing with Stilinski was not the initial cause behind Derek messing with him; he honestly found Stilinski to be annoying and he couldn’t stand how spastic he seemed. Back when he shared a class with him every little thing Stilinski did irritated Derek to no end and he felt that he had gotten to the point where he needed to let his frustration out, at least that’s what Derek likes to tell himself because it’s the easiest thing to believe.

“I had different reasons for going after him and that’s all there is to it,” Derek finished.

“What were those reasons Derek?” His mother asked but Derek didn’t bother answering as he wasn’t up for explaining himself.

“Derek answer you mother,” his father said.

“I don’t want to talk about it,” Derek said and in that moment he realized the one reason why he didn’t want to talk about it was because he wasn’t exactly sure of the real reason behind his disdain for Stilinski.

Principal Thomas cleared his throat and leaned forward on the table, “I’m going to go over a few more things and Mr. McCall I am still expecting you to validate whether or not some of these things are true, understood?”

Scott nodded, “yes sir.”

“Good,” Principal Thomas said; Jackson grunted and rolled his eyes at that. Principal Thomas then started going over more past instances that had happened between everyone and Stilinski and they all did their best to answer the questions to the best of their ability. Scott helped jog their memories every now and then by detailing exactly what happened in regards to the incident Principal Thomas specified and Derek was surprised at that, he had no idea that Scott had been so perceptive or that he would remember incidents that Derek had forgotten.

“Jackson is it true that you depantsed Mr. Stilinski in the lunchroom last year?” Principal Thomas asked.

“I-I don’t know I don’t remember doing that,” Jackson answered honestly.

“It’s true,” Scott answered for him.

Principal Thomas looked to Isaac and asked, “Mr. Lahey is it true that you and Mr. Whittemore have dumped Mr. Stilinski into the school dumpsters on more than one occasion?”

Isaac nodded, “yes sir.”

“I thought we only did it once,” Jackson tried.

“It was two times, the first time before the last day of school last year and the second time was our first week back this year,” Isaac said.

“Thank you for answering honestly Mr. Lahey,” Principal Thomas said.

“Mr. Hale and Mr. Boyd, is it true that the two of you stole the starter to Mr. Stilinski’s jeep and taped it to his locker after school with a message saying …” Principal Thomas looked at his notebook, “have a nice walk home freak.”

Derek looked to Boyd who looked back to him, “yeah it’s true,” he answered.

Principal Thomas went over a few more instances after that to which the boys clarified their involvement, eventually he put his notebook away and Derek assumed that Principal Thomas was done asking questions. By this point the room reeked of shame and guilt, Derek never thought he would see Jackson look guilty about anything that involved Stilinski but he was surprised to see that he held that exact look, as did Boyd, Isaac and even Scott. “I hope you boys understand that the actions you took against Mr. Stilinski are vile and actions only the lowest of our society would commend. Hearing some of the things you’ve done I should expel you right here and now …” Derek sat up straight eyes wide at that.

“But-“ Jackson tried but Principal Thomas held up a hand cutting him off.

“But I believe in second chances and I believe that you can change … at least I hope you can. So instead of going to the school board to seek approval for your expulsion which I am more than certain I would receive, I am suspending you for the rest of the day and when you come back to school tomorrow your three week stay in in-school suspension will begin.” Principal Thomas said, “Do the parents have any objections to this?” He asked looking to the Whittemore’s first.

“No … after everything we’ve heard that actually seems lenient in this regard,” Mr. Whittemore said.

Principal Thomas turned to Mr. Lahey, “I am completely okay with this punishment,” Mr. Lahey said.

Principal Thomas then turned to Verna, “I have no objections to that.”

Finally he looked to Derek’s parents, “is there something else?” Derek heard his mother ask.

Principal Thomas cocked an eyebrow, “actually there is, while serving their in-school suspension the boys will be banned from all school activities meaning no football and no homecoming, should they have a field trip with one of their classes they will not be eligible to go.”

“That seems a little more appropriate and I am completely okay with that,” Derek heard his mother say.

Derek chanted every curse word he could think of in his head repeatedly, all he could think about now was how much he wanted to kick Stilinski’s ass. “Alright then, I believe that concludes our meeting if there are no further questions from the parents than I would like to say Mr. Lahey, Mr. Boyd, Mr. Whittemore and Mr. Hale, I don’t want to see you back in my office and I suggest you shape up and learn from this because if you continue to go down the path you’re on I can assure you, you will not like where you end up; do you understand me?”

“Yes sir,” Derek, Boyd and Isaac said simultaneously.

“What about Scott?” Jackson asked.

“Jackson, worry about yourself,” Mrs. Whittemore said.

“I believe your Principal asked you a question,” Mr. Whittemore said.

Jackson looked to Principal Thomas and sighed, “Yes sir I understand.”

“Than if you have no questions for me you may leave, Ms. McCall and Mr. McCall please stay behind for a minute,” Principal Thomas said.

Each of the parents thanked Principal Thomas and stood up to leave; Derek was the first one out of the conference room followed closely by his parents, he marched down the hall to the front office and barreled out of the front office door, “Derek slow down,” he heard his mother say behind him.

When he didn’t respond his father called him and he used the tone he only used whenever Derek was in serious trouble, “Derek Hale stop!”

Derek stopped the minute he heard his father and slowly turned around to face his parents; his mother walked up to him and Derek could swear that if they weren’t at school right now she would probably be seething and ready to lay down some serious punishment on him, “what were you thinking when you decided to do this? Do you realize who this boy’s father is?” she asked waiting for an answer to which Derek could not give. “He is the sheriff of this town and I work closely with him time and time again, do you realize that I now have to face that man knowing that my son has been tormenting his son repeatedly?!” She said and Derek flinched back a little at that, of course with his mother being the DA she works closely with a lot of Sheriff’s around the county.

His father walked up behind her and held on to her hand as a way to calm her down, “Derek … why did you do this?”

Derek thought over his father’s question but he couldn’t really come up with an answer, he wasn’t in the right state of mind and he couldn’t think straight no matter how hard he tried. He was still trying to convince himself that he wasn’t having a horrible nightmare, “I-I don’t know …”

“I suggest you figure out a reason before we leave,” she said pulling out her cell phone and dialing a number.

“Who’re you calling?” His father asked.

His mother let go of his father’s hand and walked away but not before saying, “the sheriff.”

Derek listened in as the phone rang he heard a woman answer the phone, “Thank you for calling the Beacon Hills Police Department this is Nancy how can I help you?”

“Yes hi Nancy, this is Talia Hale I was wondering if Sheriff Stilinski was in?” Derek’s mother asked.

“Yes mam I will put you through, one moment please,” Derek heard Nancy say.

It only took a moment before Derek heard a man answer the phone, “Good afternoon this is Sheriff Stilinski how may I help you today?”

“Yes hi John … it’s … it’s Talia Hale I um … how are you?” Derek had never in his life heard his mother sound so small and unsure of herself and he knew the reason behind that was because of what he did and he had to admit he felt a little bad about that.

“I’ve been better Mrs. Hale, how can I help you?” Derek heard the Sheriff say.

“I wanted to apologize to you for what my son-“

“I don’t think that’s necessary mam,” the Sheriff interjected.

“Well … I happen to think that some form of apology is necessary in this matter and I wanted to say that I am sorry for what my son did to your son …” she said.

The Sheriff was silent on the other end of the line for a moment before he finally spoke again, “you know of their situation correct?”

“If you’re talking about the soulmate situation then yes I do know I found out during the meeting with the principal and I wanted to say that I completely understand if your son wants nothing to do with my son and I will support whatever your son decides to do.“ she said.

“Thank you …” the sheriff said and then he fell silent for a moment, “but there’s something else you need to know and it’s best I tell you in person it’s quite important,” the sheriff said.

“I-I can meet you for lunch and-“

“I have a pretty busy day and its best that you and your husband are present for this,” the sheriff interjected.

“Then how about you come by tonight for dinner and tell us there?” Derek’s mother offered.

“It might be best I come by after you’re finished eating, my deputy and my son will be with me and considering the situation I don’t think my son will be up for eating dinner with yours,” the sheriff said.

“I understand; then come by around 8 p.m. does that work?” Derek’s mother asked.

“Yes I will see you then and thank you for calling,” the sheriff said and then the line went dead.

Derek watched his mom take the phone from her ear and drop her hand to her side and heave a heavy sigh, “that was one of the hardest phone calls I’ve ever had to make,” she whispered to herself before turning around to face Derek, “Derek I am going to ask you one more time and I want you to answer me honestly, why did you do this?”

Derek thought about the answer to her question for a moment and he had a pretty good idea in his head why he started messing with Stilinski but he wasn’t entirely sure that was the reason so instead of giving her a straight answer he said, “I don’t want to talk about it.”

His mother sighed again and said “when we get home I want your car keys on the table, you can have them back when I feel like giving them back to you and you’re not allowed to hang out with your friends outside of school until I say it is okay, do you understand me?”

Derek huffed and didn’t answer her, “Derek answer your mother.” His father commanded.

“Mom, dad?!” Derek heard his sister yell and turned to see Laura heading over to them.

Derek watched his mother turn to face Laura and the utter look of shame and disappointment immediately erased from her face and was replaced with a warm welcoming smile and Derek had to admit seeing that stung like nothing ever before. He watched as his mother and father met Laura halfway and greeted each other, “Laura, honey why are you out of class?”

“It’s our lunch hour, mom … Derek he … he’s been bullying Cora’s friend and …“ Laura tried.

“I know your father and I just came from a meeting with the Principal,” she paused a moment before continuing, “Did you say Cora’s friend?”

“Yeah,” Laura said and Derek noticed her turn around when he looked in the direction she was looking in he saw Cora accompanied by Stilinski and Allison.

Cora had started walking over to meet their parents while Allison and Stilinski stayed behind, “hey mom, hey dad.”

“Hi sweety,” Derek heard his father say as he kissed her head.

“Cora your friend is the one that Derek has been troubling?” His mother asked.

“Yeah … you know what happened?” Cora questioned.

“We just met with the Principal and discussed the situation,” Derek noticed that his mother nodded her head in Stilinski’s direction, “Cora, is that your friend over there?” his mother asked.

Cora turned back and looked at Stilinski, “yeah that’s him over there,” she said turning to point at Stilinski. “Mom did they tell you that Derek and his friends were messing with him for over a year?”

Derek watched as his mother looked on to Stilinski, “Yes Cora everything was explained to us in the meeting,” she paused for a moment before looking back to Cora, “do you think your friend will be up for meeting us right now?”

Cora shrugged, “I … I don’t know that’s up to him but he shouldn’t have a problem with it though …”

Derek watched his mother nod, “okay then can you introduce us please.”

“Ye-yeah,” she said before turning around and leading their parents over to where Stilinski was standing. Derek noticed that Laura had stayed behind and when their parents were within a few feet of Stilinski she took her attention off of them and directed it towards Derek.

Her face was a mask of anger and she wasted no time walking over to Derek to scold him, “Derek I know somewhere deep down you feel bad about this so why don’t you try being a decent person and apologize to Stiles …”

Derek grunted, “No …”

“Derek please you have to know that what you did was wrong and-“ she tried.

“And what, I don’t care if it was wrong or not, it happened and that’s that.” Derek interjected.

“But you have to feel some kind of remorse for doing it don’t you? The things you and your friends did ... you have to at least feel bad about some of it,” Laura said.

Derek noticed the doors to the front office opened and he saw his friends poor out one by one, first Boyd and his grandmother, then Isaac and his father followed by Jackson and his parents. The sight of them made him think back to everything that had happened between them and Stilinski and he had to admit in that moment he felt nothing for what he had done and he wasn’t sorry about it and he wasn’t about to lie and admit he was and there was no way in hell he was going to beg for Stilinski’s forgiveness, “I don’t feel anything because I don’t care.”

“Derek I know you’re better than this, please just tell him you’re sorry and maybe-“

“But I’m not sorry Laura!” He shouted, “You sound like a freaking broken record; that little shit what was coming to him and that’s all there is to it and you’re not going to change my mind about that!” He said before turning around and walking out the front doors to the school leaving his sister standing there stunned.

Stiles POV

Stiles wasn’t sure what to do with himself after the confrontation he ate lunch absent minded often zoning out of the conversations going on around him between Cora, Laura and Allison. He couldn’t stop thinking about the look Derek had given him as he was escorted out of the cafeteria, the sense of dread that overcame him was overwhelming, “what’s he going to do to me when he gets a hold of me?” he wondered.

“Hey Stiles … Stiles, hey are you okay?” Cora asked as they were walking out of the cafeteria after finishing their lunch.

Stiles snapped back to reality and looked to her, “ye-no … no I’m not okay.”

“Obviously, you smell terrified,” Laura said.

“And I think I should be considering the circumstances,” Stiles said.

“Stiles don’t worry about anything, nothing is going to happen to you, not now or anytime soon at least,” Allison said.

“But what if-“ he tried.

“But nothing Stiles, Derek and his pack of goons aren’t going to lay a finger on you so long as I have something to say about it so stop worrying and just focus on the fact that the situation has been handled;” Cora said.

“I wouldn’t consider calling him and his friends out in front of everyone in the cafeteria, handling the situation,” Stiles said.

“Yeah well it’s a start,” Laura said.

“You say that like you’re planning on doing something else,” he said.

“I just might be,” Laura replied.

“And she’s not the only one,” Cora added on.

“Seriously don’t make this worse than it already is,” Stiles tried.

“Look Stiles all of this wouldn’t be happening if Derek and his friends were decent enough people to treat you with respect and not bother you; but because they couldn’t do that they have to deal with the consequences of their actions and that isn’t your fault,” Laura started. “And to be honest with you it’s not only the fact that what they did to you was so wrong it’s practically unforgivable, it’s also the fact that my brother is your soulmate. I haven’t even known you for an hour and I hate the idea of you being meant for my brother because I think you deserve better than that.”

Stiles was a bit surprised by Laura’s confession, “th-thanks.”

“Stiles this is basically an all-around crappy situation that I wouldn’t wish on my worst enemy and the fact that our brother happens to be one of the villains in all of this sucks but he needs to learn his lesson one way or another,” Cora said.

“Okay but-“ Stiles tried.

“Stiles listen … they’re right, it might not seem that way to you but in their own way they’re doing this in order for Derek to learn something.” Allison said putting her hand on his shoulder, “I know it might seem bad for you now but in the long run it probably might be a good thing; besides they know Derek better than anyone so they know how to handle him.”

Stiles thought that over for a moment, yeah Laura and Cora do know Derek better than anyone but that doesn’t mean he wants them to go out of their way just to handle this situation; but he knew he couldn’t argue with them to leave the situation alone no matter how hard he tried so he let it go, “fine … whatever, if I get killed because of you guys I’m coming back to haunt you.”

“Oh stop being dramatic,” Cora said.

By then they had made their way to the main corridor and they weren’t too far away from the front office when suddenly Laura started to speed walk ahead of them and Stiles heard her say, “Mom, dad?” He looked in the direction she was going towards and the first thing he saw was Derek and he was speaking to two older people. As they turned to face Laura Stiles could guess that the two people that Derek was talking to were in fact his parents, he bore a striking resemblance to the man and had a few similar features to the woman. As Stiles got a closer look at the woman he quickly recognized who she was but he wasn’t sure where he knew her from. Cora quickly followed behind her sister leaving Stiles and Allison to their own devices.

“That’s their parents,” Allison pointed to the man, “that’s their dad Jeff Hale,” she then pointed to the woman “and that’s their mother Talia Hale.”

Upon hearing the name he remembered coming across her when he was younger, “I think she works with my dad,” Stiles said offhandedly.

“What does your dad do?” Allison asked.

“He’s the sheriff of this town,” he answered.

Allison looked surprised at that but quickly controlled her reaction and looked back towards the Hale’s, “probably she is the DA after all, she used to be a prosecutor but she eventually made her way up the ladder.”

Stiles watched the Hales chatter amongst themselves and he did his absolute best not to eavesdrop on their conversation. Allison tapped his arm, “hey are you nervous or something?” she asked.

Stiles shrugged, “I’m not sure what I am to be honest.”

Allison smiled at that, “are you worried about their parents or something? Don’t be they’re actually really great people at least from what I know of them.”

Stiles nodded, “yeah … I bet,” he said with a hint of uncertainty.

“But I’m not sorry Laura!” Stiles heard and turned to see Derek yelling at Laura, “You sound like a freaking broken record; that little shit got what was coming to him and I’m not sorry about that and I’m not about to pretend that I feel any ounce of remorse for what I did because I don’t and that’s all there is to it and you’re not going to change my mind about that!” Derek said before turning around and walking out the front doors to the school.

Stiles noticed that Cora and her parents were looking awestruck at Derek’s retreating figure and then out of the corner of his eye he noticed Boyd, Jackson and Isaac and presumably their families were all now standing outside in front of the office looking in his direction, “I guess I should probably start planning my funeral,” he said before turning to Alison, “you’re more than welcome to come if you want Allison; I’m sure it will be a very small occasion,” Stiles sighed.

Allison frowned at him, “Stiles stop, it’s gonna be okay …” she turned back towards the Hale’s and inclined her head towards them, “hey look I think they’re coming over here.”

Stiles glanced back at the Hale’s and sure enough he saw Cora leading them over, of course he wasn’t really prepared to meet them and he wasn’t sure what to expect but at this point he no longer cared, the day was already shot to shit and it couldn’t get much worse than it already was. Stiles clammed up the minute the Hale parents were only a few feet from him, both Jeff and Talia greeted Allison. Afterward they turned to Cora looking to her expectantly as she readily introduced Stiles to them, “mom, dad … this is my friend Stiles.”

Stiles fidgeted a little but he sort of calmed down when he saw the warm smile Talia was giving him, “hello Stiles, I do believe we’ve come across each other a few times in the past,” she said offering to shake his hand.

Stiles hesitated but eventually took her hand, “ye-yeah I think so at the station right? It was a while ago.”

She nodded back to him, then the man Jeff cleared his throat and offered his hand to Stiles, “Hello Stiles, I’m Jeff Hale, it’s nice to see that my daughter has found someone outside of the family she can tolerate.”

Cora scoffed next to him but didn’t comment on what he said, “Stiles … I would like to apologize to you for my son’s behavior, if I had of known this was going on I would of …”

“It’s not your fault,” he whispered.

Laura eventually made her way over and joined them, she tried to offer Stiles a smile but he could see the smile didn’t make it up to her eyes and it only made her appear upset and Stiles couldn’t help but feel a little sad about that.

“As a matter of fact it kind of is,” Talia said bringing Stiles attention back to her, “if I was paying more attention I would have-“

“It’s fine um …” Stiles blurted out, he couldn’t believe how nervous he was just having this conversation. “I’m sorry I just …”

“This must be a little overwhelming for you,” Jeff said, Stiles didn’t miss the small frown on his face.

“No it’s just … I mean it is a little but … it’s just that … I didn’t actually ever expect for this conversation to ever happen so I don’t really know what to say or do,” he stammered.

“Right of course, well no pressure, we just wanted to apologize to you first hand and let you know how sorry we are for what you’ve had to go through,” Talia said sincerely.

“Our son should know better and we are fully prepared to make that he understands the consequences of his actions,” Jeff said.

“Good luck trying to crack that thick skull of his,” Laura grunted.

“Laura,” Talia said her name in warning.

“Mom he’s being weird, I haven’t ever seen act like that before and I don’t understand why he’s being this way now. You know that when he does something wrong he’s always the one that’s ready to take responsibility for his actions,” Laura said.

“Yeah well it doesn’t sound like he wants to be responsible for what he did to Stiles,” Cora sighed. “People change Laura sometimes it’s for better and sometimes its worst and obviously in Derek’s case he didn’t change for the better.”

“But people don’t change overnight Cora,” Laura reminded her; “there has to be a reason he’s acting this way.”

“Whatever the reason is Laura, it’s up to your father and me to find out and you know we will find out one way or another,” Talia said rubbing Laura’s shoulder in comfort.

“I’m sure you kids have to get to class so we won’t hold you up any longer,” Jeff said stepping back. “Stiles I believe we will see you later, your father said that you guys would be coming by to discuss something else with us; we look forward to your visit.”

Stiles was a little stumped by that, he didn’t hear anything from his dad about going to the Hale household but he presumed that it was recently planned and he didn’t know about it yet. “Okay … I guess.”

Talia gave him another warm smile before saying, “alright then we will see you later and again we apologize profusely that this happened to you.”

Stiles smiled awkwardly at that and waved them off reiterating that they didn’t need to apologize; before they left Cora and Laura became preoccupied with speaking with their parents it was in that time that Stiles noticed that Boyd and an older woman were heading in his direction. He wasn’t sure what to expect but he had a pretty good idea that he was probably going to get punched in the face. As they got closer the elderly woman was the first to speak, “Hi my name is Verna and Vernon here is my grandson and he has just informed me that you’re the one that he has been mistreating you for some time now,” Stiles could hear disappointment ringing in her voice.

Stiles couldn’t seem to find his voice so he simply nodded, “well I just wanted to make sure you heard this from him personally because he owes a thousand and one apologies and many more and I feel like now is as good a time as any to start,” she said and something about the way she said it intimidated Stiles to no end, he knew right then and there that he did not want to be on her bad side.

“I’m sorry …” Boyd said quietly.

Verna swatted Boyd hard upside the head, “say it again and this time make sure he can hear it.”

Boyd looked visibly shaken but righted himself and stood tall looking down on Stiles and said, “I’m sorry for everything I’ve done to you.”

Stiles stood staring up at Boyd gawking, the bell had rung and snapped him out of whatever daze he fell under he nodded at Boyd not particularly forgiving him just more so acknowledging that he’s heard his apology; he then looked to Boyd’s grandmother, “thank you I appreciate it.”

Verna nodded at Stiles, “I don’t expect you to accept his apology now but trust me when I say he will earn your forgiveness.”

Stiles was sure that she meant what she said as he could hear the promise in her voice but at the moment he wasn’t sure how he could ever forgive what was done to him; he gave her a small smile, “I better get to class, it was nice meeting you.”

“Same to you, you have a nice day,” she offered and Started heading out of the school, Boyd couldn’t seem to stand to look at him anymore and followed his grandmother out of the school without offering another word.

As they headed out Stiles noticed Jackson bolting for the exit, Isaac wasn’t too far behind him calling his name frantically. Stiles got the bright idea to look back towards the office and he was surprised to see who he presumed were Jackson’s parents heading his way along with Isaac’s father.

The Whittemore’s were the first to say something as they approached him, “hello forgive us for eavesdropping I heard your name is Stiles correct? You’re the sheriff’s son and the one that Jackson was going after correct?” She asked.

Stiles nodded his head, “um ye-yeah”

The woman who appeared cold even when she smiled had introduced herself, “my name is Nancy Whittemore and this is my husband David.”

David stepped forward, “We would like to apologize on Jackson’s behalf for his involvement in what transpired with you.”

“I would have much rather my son apologize himself for what he’s done but … clearly he did not wish to join us in this conversation,” Mrs. Whittemore said looking a bit dismayed.

Stiles noticed who he presumed to be Isaac’s father walk up next to the Whittemore’s, “Hello,” he said shyly, “I’m Kevin Lahey, Isaac’s father … sorry to butt in on your conversation but I too would like to apologize on my son’s behalf and I would like to assure you that this won’t ever happen again.”

Stiles was a little put off by how forward he was but he shook off the odd feeling and nodded, “o-okay … thank you.”

“Please give your father our regards,” Mrs. Whittemore smiled, Mr. Whittemore nodded to Stiles and together they headed out of the school with Mr. Lahey following closely behind them.

“Well that was … interesting,” Allison said.

Stiles sighed and decided that now was as good a time as any to head to class, “yeah …” just then his phone buzzed and he could guess that it was a message from Parrish to check in on him; after giving him the A-OKAY he shoved his phone back in his pocket, “I think I’ve had all I can take today so I’m gonna get out of here.”

“Aren’t you going to wait for Cora and Laura?” Allison asked.

Stiles glanced back at the Hale’s who looked deeply involved in their conversation, he then shook his head, “they look pretty preoccupied with their parents and I don’t really want to interrupt them.”

Allison nodded, “ri-right um well if you want I’ll walk to class with you.”

Stiles shrugged, “yeah sure if you want.”

“Okay let’s go,” she said giving him a full on smile revealing her cute dimples. They then headed towards their respective classes to finish out the rest of their school day.

Derek's POV

Derek’s mind was racing at a mile a minute, he no longer felt like was trapped in his worst nightmare, he had given in and accepted that this was in fact his reality and he was going to have to live with it whether he liked it or not. He thought about how Cora looked utterly disgusted with him and the absolute shame that riddled Laura’s entire being. He thought about his parents and how he had never seen them look so disappointed in him in his life especially after they found out that the guy he was bullying was in fact his soulmate. The thoughts that passed through his head weren’t exactly things he should think about while driving, his foot pressed the gas pedal harder than necessary, he wasn’t sure how fast he was going but he knew he was going fast and he knew that he just wanted to get away; he wanted to run away from everything and pretend none of this ever happened. But just as soon as he was willing to accept that running was the better option Stilinski’s miserable face flashed before his eyes and a sense of rage overwhelmed him and he slammed on the breaks.

“Fucking Stilinski,” he whispered to himself leaning his head against his steering wheel.

How had Stilinski managed to screw everything up for him in such a short amount of time; not only had he basically ensured that Derek would never get laid so long as he lives he’s basically gotten his family to turn their backs on him.

“Why,” he whispered, “why, why, why, WHY?!” He screamed at the top of his lungs.

He wanted to know why his worst nightmare was coming to light, he wanted to know why Stilinski was his soulmate, he wanted to know a lot of things but he had no answers. His phone buzzed on his passenger seat as it did for the last 10 minutes, he presumed that it was his parents calling him trying to figure out where he was but when he picked up his phone he was surprised to see that Isaac was the one calling him.

“Hello?” He answered.

“Derek, where are you?” Isaac asked.

He looked around at his surroundings and he recognized that he was just on the outskirts of town next to one of their favorite hangout spots. “I’m up by the lake,” he said.

“We’ll be there in 10 minutes,” Isaac said before hanging up his phone. Derek wondered who was with him but he didn’t dwell on the thought too long, he took his foot off the brakes and continued heading towards the area by the lake.

When he arrived he got out of his car and sat himself on a rock not far from where he and his friends like to cliff jump into the lake. He didn’t have to wait there long because just as Isaac said he arrived in 10 minutes with Jackson in tow and he like Derek didn’t look any too happy, “what’s up guys?” Derek greeted them.

“I want to kill Stilinski,” Jackson said.

“Jackson chill out we’re already in enough trouble as it is and considering we ran off from our parents I think we’re only digging the hole deeper for ourselves,” Isaac reasoned.

Jackson snorted, “Who fucking cares Isaac, it’s like you said we’re already in enough trouble, how much more trouble will killing Stilinski get us in?”

Isaac growled, “Are you even listening to yourself?”

The last thing Derek wanted was to see a fight break out between his friends, “stop,” he said and Isaac and Jackson looked towards him. “Isaac’s right Jackson we can’t afford to do anything else it’ll only cause more problems for us.”

“This is all Stilinski’s fault though and you know what its Scott’s fault too, he was basically snitching on us throughout that entire meeting!” Jackson said.

Derek’s phone buzzed and he saw he had a text from Boyd.

Boyd: Did you go home?

Derek quickly responded informing him that they were up by the lake.

Boyd: I’ll be there soon.

Boyd responded, Derek looked up from his phone at Jackson and Isaac, “listen this sucks but we’re going to have to wait it out before we make our move on Stilinski,” Derek said.

Isaac stepped forward, “Derek no, we can’t do anything else this has gone far enough.”

“Shut up Isaac, if you want to be a little wuss go be a wuss somewhere else,” Jackson barked. “Stilinski has to pay for what he’s done and you know that.”

“We’re gonna have to figure out what we’re gonna do with Scott too,” Derek suggested.

“He gets whatever Stilinski gets and a little more for stabbing us in the back,” Jackson said.

“So this is what we do? We get back at people for coming at us?” Isaac asked.

“Exactly,” Jackson growled.

Derek heard Boyd’s car pull up from a distance, “Boyd’s here.”

“Good at least he might see our side of things and can probably talk some sense into you Isaac,” Jackson said.

Boyd didn’t take long to make it up to them, he greeted each of them one by one but the look on his face worried Derek, he had never seen him so despondent, “you okay?” Derek asked as Boyd came up to greet him.

“Not really,” Boyd said.

“Well cheer up,” Jackson suggested, “we’re thinking about how we’re going to get back at Stilinski and Scott.”

Boyd appeared puzzled at that, “for what?”

“For getting us suspended, for getting us in trouble with our parents, everything that just happened is their fault!” Jackson said.

“No it’s not … it’s our fault,” Boyd said.

“He’s right, if we hadn’t of done anything to Stilinski in the first place none of this would have ever happened,” Isaac said.

“HE STARTED THIS,” Jackson screamed.

“It was a misunderstanding!” Isaac clarified.

“According to who?” Jackson refuted.

Isaac sighed, “according to Scott,” he said and Jackson flinched at that, “you know the guy that used to apparently be Stilinski’s best friend.”

“What is with you?” Jackson asked, “why are you all of the sudden having a change of heart?”

“BECAUSE …” Isaac started but simmered down, “because … my dad, what he said about me dealing with a bully in elementary school … I basically turned into the guy I hated.”

“This is different,” Jackson said.

“How?” Boyd questioned.

“Because Stilinski is a freak of nature and it’s only right that we remind him of that,” Jackson reasoned.

“You sound exactly like the guy who kept messing with me,” Isaac said.

“Who gives a shit?” Jackson asked.

Derek sighed, he really didn’t want to listen to them go back and forth on the matter, “alright then Isaac, Boyd what do you suggest we do about our current situation?”

“Nothing,” they said simultaneously.

Derek was a little taken aback by their answer, “what do you mean nothing?” Derek asked.

“I mean we don’t do anything about this,” Boyd pointed at each of them including himself, “everything that’s going on now, is because of us. We made the choice to mess with Stilinski and now we’re paying for it,” he said.

“Then we need to pay him back for this,” Jackson said.

“No we don’t Jackson, I know I’m already in so much trouble and I can’t imagine what my dad is going to say when I get home,” Isaac shuddered.

“We got lucky with the punishment Principal Thomas gave us but my ma’s itching to make sure I understand what I did was wrong. When I go home my car is gone, I can’t hang out with you guys unless it’s at school, I can’t talk to Erica outside of school; she’s taking away my TV …” Boyd sighed, “I basically screwed myself out of everything that I like.”

Jackson’s rage seemed to quell upon hearing Boyd’s punishment outside of school, “I-my mom said I’m losing basically the same thing you are …” Jackson said.

Silence fell upon the group as they each took in the reality of their punishment, “you see?” Isaac asked breaking the silence, “if we do anything after this we’ll just be in that much more trouble … and” he paused swallowing heavily, “who’s to say next time we don’t get in trouble with the law? His dad is apparently the sheriff of the town after all …”

 Derek gasped at that, he didn’t know why but a sudden chill ran down his back, “damn …” he whispered.

“I vote that we just let this go and we stop whatever issue we have with Stilinski right here and now,” Boyd said. “You don’t have to like him but no more messing with him or anyone else for that matter,” Boyd said sharply.

Derek could sort of understand why he was adamant about letting the debacle with Stilinski go, Boyd was now going to be separated from his soulmate for a large portion of time. Usually Erica and Boyd spend basically the entire week with one another in and out of school; it’s as if they feed off of each other’s presence and now that they were going to be forcefully separated for a large portion of time that had to suck.

“I’m in,” Isaac said, “I basically turned into the guy that bullied me and I don’t want to be him.”

Jackson sighed, “Fine … I’m in.”

“Jackson you have to be serious about this, think about it, you already can’t see Lydia or any of us outside of school for a while; if you get involved in something else next time your punishment might be that much worst,” Isaac reasoned.

“I said I’m in alright?!” Jackson growled.

The three boys then looked to Derek, “Derek what about you? You have it worse than any of us after all …” Boyd said.

Derek wasn’t so sure about that statement but then again Boyd might be thinking about something that Derek hasn’t caught on to yet. Derek looked at each of them and then at the ground, as badly as he wanted to get back at Stilinski he knew that if he were to do something to him again the result of the matter could be terrible for him especially since now it is known that Stilinski is his soulmate not to mention his baby sister’s friend. He once again thought back to her face in the cafeteria and how she hardly looked like she could stand him; and then he thought about Laura and his parents and that was enough reason for him to say, “I’m in …”

“I can’t believe this shit,” Jackson said.

Derek sighed again, “so we’re being forced to do nothing, for now …” he thought. He started to think about how his parents would react when they found he wasn’t home and that was enough to get him to stand up and start walking back to his car.

“Where are you going?” Isaac asked as Derek walked past him.

“Home, my mom and dad are already mad enough at me as it is, there’s no sense in pissing them off even more,” he said.

“Good point,” he heard Boyd say from behind him.

The group collectively made their way back to their vehicles but before they got in they each looked at one another and shared a silent moment, “this is going to be the last time we see each other outside of school for a while …” Derek said.

“Oh please I give it about a week before we’re back to hanging out like we usually do,” Jackson said smugly.

“I doubt that,” Isaac whispered.

“Yeah there’s no way in hell ma’s going to let this go in a week …” Boyd said frowning and another moment of silence was shared between the group, “I’ll see you guys at school tomorrow.” Boyd said getting in his car.

Derek leaned forward onto his car, “yeah … see you tomorrow,” he said quietly before getting in his car and starting it up and driving home. His mind was riddled with thoughts of how his family was taking the news of what he had done; question upon question upon questions filled his head and thinking about it was giving him a headache so he had no choice but to block the thought entirely and just focus on driving. He made it home in a little under 25 minutes only to find his mom standing outside on the porch and Derek had no doubt in his mind she was waiting for him. “Get in the house,” she said the second he got out of the car, Derek sighed and closed the door to his car and walked up onto the porch but before entering his house his mother stopped him and held her hand out “your car keys,” she said.

Derek had no choice but to take his car keys off of his key ring and drop them into her hand, “you can have these back when I feel you’ve earned them.” She said walking into the house ahead of him.

“Derek, come into the living room now,” his father called the second he stepped foot into the house.

Derek dropped his bag by the door and walked over to the living room, his heart was hammering against his chest; he couldn’t remember the last time he was so fearful to face his parents. When he stepped foot in the living room he was surprised to not only see his father there but his uncle Peter as well as his Aunt Lynn. “Have a seat son we need to have a serious discussion,” his father said.

As Derek went to go and take his seat on the couch across from where his family was sitting his uncle thought it was the perfect time to offer him a snarky comment, “bullying people in school that’s awfully low of you Derek.”

Derek didn’t think to say anything back to him, he knew if he did it would just result in an argument and more trouble for him. As soon as he got himself comfortable on the couch his mother walked in and took a seat next to his father, “You wanna tell us how this all started?” His father asked.

Derek didn’t say anything for a moment, “it started …”

His mother grabbed hold of his father’s hand, “don’t mouth off to us Derek, just tell us why this happened.”

Derek shrugged, “I honestly can’t give you an answer.”

“Talia do you remember what mom and dad used to do to us as children to punish us should we step out of line?” Peter asked.

His mother glared at him, “of course Peter although I think the younger generation would consider that a little barbaric.”

“It might’ve been barbaric but it was necessary to instill proper discipline and in this case I’m feeling that it just might prove useful,” his uncle said and something about the way he said it made Derek shiver in fear.

“Honey stop you’re scaring him,” Derek’s aunt said.

“I wonder if this is how your soulmate felt whenever you or your friends messed with him,” his father said.

Peter leaned forward and looked over to his father, “you didn’t mention the boy was his soulmate.” He looked back to Derek and looked as impassive as ever. “Oh Derek, it’s one thing to bully a random person but it’s an entirely different situation when it happens to be your soulmate.”

“I didn’t know he was my soulmate at the time,” Derek defended himself.

Peter shrugged, “but the fact is now he is your soulmate and you have a history of harming him, that’s not a good look on you wouldn’t you agree?”

Derek huffed and sat back into the couch, “Derek please try and be reasonable here and explain to us what caused this,” his aunt tried.

Derek shrugged and looked away from his family, “I don’t know, one day he pissed me off so I got back at him.”

“Lie,” his mother and father said at the same time.

“It’s the truth,” Derek tried.

“Apparently you don’t understand the severity of the situation that you’re in so,” his mother shot up off of the couch and walked over to him, “give me your phone and go to your room. You have until the end of the day to explain to us why this occurred until then I’m sure you have some homework that will keep you preoccupied.”

Derek looked up at her and saw an expression he never thought his mother would direct towards him, it was a combination of disgust, disappointment and anger he remembered seeing it frequently directed towards people she was prosecuting when he was younger. His hand shook as he reached into his pocket to pull out his phone and hand it to her; “now go to your room.”

When he stood he could barely maintain his balance, he looked around the room to see that his mother wasn’t alone in giving him some kind of look of disapproval, his father, aunt and uncle all shared the same expression and that sight hurt Derek more than anything. “How bad did I screw up?” He wondered as he made his way over to the door to grab his bag and headed up to his room.

He sat in his room lost in thought, the day seemed to have gone by in the blink of an eye; he heard when his sister’s got home from school, they were clearly not over what happened as they had nothing but bad things to say about him the second they got into the house. Derek turned over on his side and curled in on himself the day only went from bad to worst and it looked like it probably was going to remain that way for a while. Eventually his mother had called him down for diner but he didn’t feel he could face any of his family so he opted out and avoided going downstairs; he was willing to shut himself in his room for a week if it meant that he could get his family to change their minds about him and not look at him like he was a failure.

But that plan was scrapped to hell the second he heard someone knock at the door, “sheriff thank you for coming,” his mother said upon opening the door. In a matter of seconds the familiar scent that enslaved Derek’s wolf overwhelmed him and he shot up out of his bed and out of his room; he was tempted to run downstairs but he managed to gain control over himself and stopped himself at the top of the staircase.

“Good evening Talia, this is my Deputy Jordan Parrish and I do believe you’ve already met my son Stiles,” the sheriff said offering up introductions.

His mother shook the deputy’s hand, “hello deputy,”

“Mam,” the deputy said shaking her hand.

She then turned to Stiles, “hello again Stiles.”

“Um- h-hi …” Stiles said awkwardly.

“STILES!” Cora screamed and ran up to give him a hug

Laura wasn’t too far behind her and gave him a high five when she saw him, “welcome to our house.”

Derek couldn’t help the pang of jealousy he felt seeing the interaction going on between them, “why don’t you boys please come join us in the living room, girls’ could you give us a minute?” His mother asked.

“Actually mam it’s best if you and your family are present for this,” the deputy said.

“Okay should I be worried?” Derek’s mother asked.

“Not at all,” the sheriff said.

“Okay … girls come on in and get seated,” his mother said and Derek could hear the uncertainty in her voice.

As they each filed into the living room Stilinski was the last one to go in, Derek noticed that he was looking around for something but he wasn’t sure what. He watched as Stilinski took a whiff of the air and his eyes immediately found him at the top of the stairs, and he immediately became fearful as he turned to face him. Derek didn’t break eye contact as they held each other’s gaze, he could feel his wolf coming to the surface and the change was quickly starting to overcome him starting with his eyes. He had no idea why he felt an overwhelming need to touch Stilinski but he did and he hated it, he completely lost control over himself and slowly started to step down the stairs making his way towards the fearful Omega until the deputy came into the mix and grabbed hold of Stiles shoulder.

“Hey are you feeling okay,” the deputy asked Stilinski; upon seeing him Derek bolted back upstairs as quietly as he could and he hoped he went unnoticed.

“Ye-yeah sorry …” Stilinski stammered and Derek thanked the stars that he wasn’t noticed by the deputy. He sat against the banister by the stairway and did his best to regain full control over himself.

“Why are you just standing here?” Derek heard the deputy ask Stilinski.

Derek hoped that Stilinski wouldn’t rat him out and he was relieved when he heard Stilinski say, “no-no reason I just spaced out that’s all.”

Derek sighed and completely missed whatever the deputy said next, “Why can’t I stay in control around him?” Derek wondered.

“Hey,” Derek heard and he immediately sprung up, the deputy was now standing at the top of the stairway and Derek had no idea how he didn’t hear him come up. “You must be Derek Hale,” the deputy said.

Derek tried to labor his breathing but he was having trouble, “maybe, what’s it to you.”

A dark expression fell over the deputy’s face, “stay away from Stiles if you know what’s good for you,” he said looking down at the floor when he lifted his head Derek was presented with crimson red eyes, “I really don’t want to have to hurt you.” He threatened.

“You couldn’t if you tried,” Derek refuted.

In a flash the deputy was right in front of him resting his arm on Derek’s shoulder, “actually I can.”

Derek wasn’t sure what to think or do, he struggled to comprehend what was going on. “How did he get in front of me so fast?” An icy chill overtook Derek; he knew he was seconds away from pissing himself.

“If you ever come near Stiles again without his permission I will be forced to find you and I will make sure you understand that you should listen to me the next time we speak,” the deputy said. He then left Derek standing in the middle of the hall and made his way back downstairs.

“What-what the hell was that?” Derek wondered. He then managed to carry himself back into his room only to throw himself onto his bed riddled with even more questions than before.

Stiles POV

Stiles pretty much zoned out for the rest of the school day after he was confronted by his enemies parents; something was going on around school but Stiles couldn’t seem to bring himself to care about whatever it was he was too focused on his situation. He did remember to text Parrish every time he checked in on him but other than that anything that didn’t have to do with his situation didn’t really matter at the moment. He was pretty much out of it when he got home too, Parrish and his father had come home and he hadn’t known until his dad had come up to his room to check on him.

“Hey did you hear me calling you?” His father asked upon walking into his room.

Stiles startled, “he-hey dad … when did you get here?”

His dad rubbed the back of his neck, “we just got in not five minutes ago,”

Stiles blinked, “oh,” he looked around his room and noticed that the sun had already set, “what time is it?”

“It’s almost 8 o’clock we kind of need to head over to the Hale’s house; we’re supposed to be meeting with them …” his dad said.

“Ab-about what?” Stiles stammered.

“We think it’s best that their family knows that you’re an Omega,” his dad said.

“Why?” Stiles wondered.

“That Derek kid is your soulmate unfortunately and while I hope nothing should ever happen between the two of you it’s best that his family at least knows what you are so they aren’t surprised later on down the line;” his father explained.

Stiles could understand that but he was certain that a relationship between him and Derek was out of the question and would never happen, “but I don’t accept Derek … I probably never will.”

“Regardless of that fact Stiles, you’re still his soulmate and its best that his family knows about what you are especially if they feel the need to come around and start asking questions about you.” His father said.

Stiles nodded, “okay,” he knew his dad had a point, soul marks only appear on people that have already presented; it was a wonder to him that neither Cora nor Laura ever bothered asking him about his presentation and what he presented as.

His dad nodded, “alright get your shoes on we need to be over there by 8,” his dad said exiting the room. After throwing his shoes on he ran downstairs and greeted Parrish; from there they each filed out of the house and into his dad’s cruiser and proceeded to drive over to the Hale house.

Along the way Stiles hadn’t really thought about the idea of going to the Hale house he was still reeling through the events of the day; it was only until Parrish mentioned “if something happens I’ll do whatever it takes to ensure his safety,” that Stiles realized he was going to the Hale house, the Hale house that housed Derek Hale, one of his most hated enemies. His breathing picked up as did his heartrate and his father and Parrish both caught on to that, “calm down Stiles if there’s one thing you don’t need to be worried about it’s this, nothing is gonna happen to you.” Parrish said.

“Don’t forget I still have my gun, if anything happens I can’t promise I won’t use it,” his father said.

Stiles nodded he knew it was stupid to worry, Derek wasn’t the only one living there, his mother, father and sisters would be there as well and Stiles took comfort in that thought. Another 10 minutes passed with his dad behind the wheel and they had arrived at the house but upon first glance Stiles would say the word house was an understatement and the correct term should be manor, “look at the size of this place,” he said offhandedly.

“They’re definitely well off aren’t they,” Parrish said looking out the passenger window.

“Come on let’s get this over with,” Stiles father said as he got out of the cruiser not showing any signs of interest in the manor before him. Parrish followed suit as did Stiles, “Stiles this isn’t going to last long, we are only here to talk to them about your situation and then we’re leaving.”

“Dad before you go in you should know something …” Stiles hesitated. “I’m friends with Cora and maybe Laura too I’m not sure yet we just met today …”

Parrish and his father both turned to look at him, “and they are?” His father asked, eyebrow raised in question.

Stiles looked to the ground, “they’re Derek’s sisters.”

His father sighed and looked to Parrish who looked to be deep in thought, “it’s not a problem if they aren’t anything like their brother,” he said.

His dad looked back to him, “how long have you been friends with these girls and why didn’t you tell me about them before?”

“Well I was friends with Cora first we’ve been friends for about a month now and in the beginning I wasn’t sure where it was going but she’s really nice and I just met her sister today and she seems nice too,” Stiles explained quickly.

His father scrutinized him for a moment, “fine,” he sighed. “I’m not entirely fond of the idea of you being friends with them considering their relation to that little miscreant but if you feel they’re good people I will not stop you from being friends with them.”

Stiles relaxed a little at that, “thanks dad …”

His father nodded and turned back towards the porch of the Hale manor, “let’s go,” he said and walked up the steps and knocked on the door with Parrish at his side.

Talia did not take long at all to come to the door, “sheriff thank you for coming,” she greeted them with a warm smile.

“Good evening Talia,” his father said shaking her hand as he entered the house; he quickly turned to offer introductions, “this is my Deputy Jordan Parrish and I do believe you’ve already met my son Stiles,”

Mrs. Hale shook Parrish’s hand, “hello deputy,” offering him a warm smile as well. She then turned to Stiles and the warm smile faded and turned sad, her eyes seemed full of pity and sorrow; “hello again Stiles.”

Seeing her that way made Stiles worry that she was in fact putting the blame for what happened on herself when that shouldn’t be the case, “Um h-hi …” he struggled.

Stiles noticed someone behind Talia and that’s when he heard a familiar voice yell, “STILES!” and Stiles saw Cora running up to him only to steal a hug from him.

Laura wasn’t too far behind her and gave him a high five when she saw him, “welcome to our house,” she said greeting him.

“So what’s the big thing you guys have to tell my parents?” Cora questioned.

“Yeah how come we don’t get to know?” Laura asked.

Talia seemed to notice that the girls’ were ganging up on Stiles, “why don’t you boys please come join us in the living room,” she said before turning to both Cora and Laura, “girls’ could you give us a minute?”

Laura and Cora both groaned but were willing to comply that was until Parrish spoke up, “Actually mam it’s best if you and your family are present for this.”

“Okay should I be worried?” Talia asked.

“Not at all,” the sheriff said.

She seemed a little hesitant at first, “Okay … girls come on in and get seated, boys follow me this way” she said ushering the girls’ into the living room, “boys if you will,” she said. His father was the first to go in followed by Parrish, Stiles was about to walk in but he couldn’t shake a certain feeling that someone was watching him. Whoever it was it felt like their eyes were piercing his soul and he knew whoever they were they were somewhere nearby, ‘I presented so my sense of smell should be a lot better now,’ he thought and decided to scent the air. He immediately caught onto the scent of someone else and it was coming from … the top of the stairs, when he opened his eyes he was only a little surprised to see none other than Derek Hale standing at the top of the staircase resembling a deer in headlights.

Stiles focused in on him and took a step back, he could feel his heart racing in his chest; his breathing became shallow as he started to feel like the walls were closing in on him. ‘No,’ he thought, ‘I’m not scared, I’m not scared ...’ he tried chanting but to no avail. He watched Derek closely never breaking eye contact with him as he slowly began to make his way down the staircase, one step at a time. His eyes flared crimson red and the sight brought an immediate reaction out of Stiles causing him to freeze in place. With each step Derek took he started to look more and more like a predator stalking its prey, preparing to strike.

Suddenly Stiles felt a hand on his shoulder, “Hey are you feeling okay?” Parrish asked.

Stiles jumped a little upon hearing Parrish’s voice, “ye-yeah … sorry,” he said and looked back up at the staircase and noticed that Derek was nowhere to be seen.

Parrish followed his line of sight and looked back to him, “why were you just standing here?”

Stiles shook his head nervously, “no-no reason I just spaced out that’s all.”

Parrish eyed him suspiciously and Stiles knew that he knew he was lying, “right … why don’t you head on in, I’ll be there in a second don’t start without me.”

Stiles nodded, “right,” he said; ‘what exactly is he going to do?’ he wondered. He wound up doing as Parrish told him and walked into the massive living room, the size of it was basically the size of the entire downstairs portion of his house. He looked around in awe at the well-furnished living room trying his best not to gawk but failing miserably. The Hales were all gathered on one sofa Cora and Laura sat next to one another as did Jeff and Talia.

“Stiles,” Talia called from one of the fancy sofas, “why don’t you have a seat next to your father.”

Stiles nodded and quickly walked over with his head down; upon seating himself he noticed that they were joined by two other people he was not familiar with; a man bearing a similar resemblance to Talia and a very pregnant woman who Stiles assumed was his wife. Not two minutes later Stiles noticed Parrish walk into the living room he quickly made his way over to the sofa and took a seat next to his father. “Sorry about that, shall we?” Parrish asked looking to Stiles dad?

Stiles father looked to him for approval and Stiles looked on at the Hales before him and nodded, “okay …” he whispered.

“Well then I don’t think I need to tell anyone that the situation that happened between our son’s was … not ideal,” the sheriff began.

Talia and Jeff nodded, “be honest it sucks,” Cora blurted out.

“Cora please let the man speak,” Talia warned.

Stiles caught the small smile on his father’s face, “yes it does suck … I want you to know before anything is mentioned that the only reason we are telling all of you this is because Derek is unfortunately my son’s soulmate.”

“Sheriff you make it sound like what needs to be said is top secret information,” the man Stiles didn’t know said.

“As a matter of fact Peter this is a situation where the information you’re about to hear cannot be discussed with anyone outside of this room; should you violate that you will be in fact breaking federal law and potentially endangering someone’s life,” Parrish said.

“Parrish,” the sheriff said in warning.

The man who Stiles now knew as Peter looked visibly shaken by that and sat up from his relaxed posture and leaned forward into a more serious one, “go on,” he said.

“Hold on you said endangering someone’s life? Sheriff you told me I didn’t need to be worried,” Talia said.

“None of your lives will be in danger but my son’s will so I need you to promise me that you won’t speak a word of this once we tell you,” the sheriff said.

Talia looked to everyone and nodded before looking back to the sheriff, “you have our word.”

“Not too long ago Stiles went through his presentation,” the sheriff started. Stiles noticed both Cora and Laura looked to him suspiciously.

“Congratulations your son is like everyone else in the world get on with it” Peter barked.

The woman sitting next to him swatted his arm, “Peter stop it,” she said.

“Sorry Lynn,” Peter said and motioned for the sheriff to continue.

“As I was saying, not too long ago Stiles presented; his presentation wasn’t exactly … a normal presentation;” the sheriff struggled.

“What do you mean it wasn’t normal?” Talia asked.

“Hold on ...” Cora interrupted, “you presented? Is that why you missed school Monday?”

Stiles shook his head, “no, that was something different but it was related to my presentation,” he reasoned.

Cora nodded, “Okay?”

“Stiles is um … he’s very, very special; he uh-“ The sheriff tried but Stiles found himself getting a little irritated with how his father was beating around the bush.

“I’m an omega,” he blurted out.

“Stiles that isn’t something you just tell people without a little forewarning,” his father sighed.

Stiles looked to his dad, “well you weren’t exactly doing a good job at telling them so I figured I should just do it myself.”

“An Omega,” Talia’s voice was layered in disbelief.

“Impossible if you were an Omega you’d be the next big news story,” Peter said.

“Sheriff if this is some kind of scheme to get back at us I can assure you that this isn’t funny,” Jeff said.

Stiles looked to Cora and at first she held a look of suspicion but then it was as if she put two and two together and realized that Stiles was in fact telling the truth, “That’s why you smelled so good when I first met you … it was because you presented right?”

Stiles nodded, “yeah, the day we met not too long before that I presented and the smell was a side effect.”

Talia turned to her daughter baffled, “Cora?”

“You can’t be serious about this,” Lynn said next to Peter.

“Stiles why don’t you show them,” Parrish suggested.

Stiles nodded and started concentrating on shifting, all he needed to do was shift his eyes and the Hales would have all the proof they needed to know he was in fact an Omega. He didn’t have to concentrate too hard in fact it only took a few seconds for the shift to take over, he could tell by the reaction the Hales were giving him.

Jeff stood from the sofa in awe as did Peter, “this is …” Jeff started

“Impossible,” Peter finished.

Stiles reigned himself in and willed his eyes to go back to normal, “holy freaking crap,” Cora said.

“Your eyes are so,” Lynn started.

“Beautiful,” Talia finished.

After a moment Stiles allowed his eyes to shift back to their natural honey brown color; it took a moment for the Hales to process what they had seen, no one said anything for at least five minutes then Laura broke the silence and asked, “If you’re an Omega why aren’t you all over the news like the other guys?”

Parrish went on to answer her question as thoroughly as possible explaining part of the reason why Stiles had to keep his Omega status secret and why it was imperative that the Hales keep his secret as well. Any other questions the Hales asked were either answered by Parrish or the sheriff; overall the outcome of Stiles revealing his Omega status to the Hales turned out better than he could have possibly imagined of course he never actually imagined ever telling them. Eventually Stiles father and Parrish had fallen into a deep conversation with Peter and Derek’s father, in that time Stiles noticed that Talia, Cora, Laura and Lynn seemed to be unable to look at anything else other than him. Cora, Laura and Lynn each looked like they were dazed but Talia looked like she was plagued with sadness, “Um … is-is everything okay?” Stiles questioned Talia.

She looked down at the ground and sighed, “no but it will be … I hope,” she said.

Whatever his father and Parrish were discussing with Peter and Derek’s father immediately came to a halt, “Talia?” Derek’s father looked to her worriedly.

Talia looked around the room and finally back at Stiles, “I just can’t help but thinking what if Stiles was found out to be an Omega and word got out that he was being terrorized by my son and his friends, my son … who also happens to be his soulmate … and I-and I … I just think of what the world might say and how they would perceive it …” she gasped.

“I doubt that would have happened,” Derek’s father said.

“You don’t know that Jeff, if it did happen it could have been bad for all of us, his actions would have reflected on each and every one of us especially you and me Jeff since we are his parents;” Talia said.

“He probably doesn’t even know that the boy is an Omega,” Peter said.

“Act-Actually he does …” Stiles stammered and all of the Hales looked to him with wide eyes, “he’s known since I presented that I’m an Omega,” Stiles mentioned and Talia only seemed to get more agitated upon hearing that; “but-but even if something were to happen and if news of me being an Omega got out I wouldn’t tell them about what happened, they don’t need to know.”

“But people in school know Stiles, especially after what happened today at lunch, they may not know that you’re an Omega but majority of the school has an idea that Derek is your soulmate and they know that he was messing with you. And if someone who isn’t us ever found out that you were an Omega who’s to say they won’t tell people around school or outside of school?” Laura said.

“And if those people were to go to the media and inform them of your soulmate situation …” Peter said.

“I’m sure you can imagine the reaction would not be good,” Talia said clasping her hands together.

“I think you all should calm down,” Parrish said. “You’re looking at this from the worst case scenario and clearly that has not happened and we cannot allow that to happen because while it might be bad for you it will be even worse for Stiles.”

“I know you told us that his life would be in danger but I am certain that a bunch of media attention is not going to kill him,” Lynn said.

“It’s not the media that we’re worried about …” the sheriff said.

“Then what is it? There’s something that you’re not telling us,” Talia said.

Silence fell upon the room but eventually Parrish spoke up, “The actual reason why Stiles can’t reveal his Omega status isn’t just because he wants to avoid the media but also because there is a group that have been going around and kidnapping Omegas worldwide. The condition of most of the kidnapped Omegas is unknown but we know that the group will do whatever it takes to ensure that they retrieve the Omega they’ve targeted.” Parrish said.

A collective gasp came from the Hales, “If something like that were happening it would be all over the news, you can’t honestly expect us to believe that,” Peter scoffed.

Parrish scrutinized Peter, “When was the last time that you heard anything about the two male Omegas?” Parrish looked around the room, “That goes for anyone else, when was the last time you heard something about the male Omegas?”

Of course the question helped the Hales realize that Parrish was indeed telling the truth, Stiles found it odd how similar their reactions were to his father’s; once they got past their initial disbelief they had started asking questions like how long these events have been going on, who was responsible and how Parrish knew of all this information; of course Parrish had to reveal that he was actually a government agent whose job was to protect Stiles at all cost. Eventually they asked Parrish what kind of danger Stiles was facing and Parrish gave them a realistic answer, “if news of his Omega status were to ever get out there’s no doubt in my mind that the group will make Stiles their #1 priority.”

Talia, Laura, Peter and Jeff were quick to offer up aid in defending Stiles which came as a surprise to him as he had only just met them that day. Cora also added that she would do whatever she could to ensure Stiles safety much to her family’s disapproval. Parrish felt that it was unnecessary for the Hales to put their lives on the line but Talia felt it was the least they could do for what Derek had done to Stiles.

“I appreciate you wanting to defend my son but from my understanding this group is extremely dangerous; and I understand that you may feel some sort of obligation to help us out and while what your son did to mine was horrible it does not mean that you need to stick your neck out for us,” the sheriff explained. “None of you owe us anything and we don’t want you to feel like you do.”

“Then why tell us any of this,” Jeff asked.

John sighed, “it’s like I said before the only reason we are telling you any of this is because your son happens to be my son’s soulmate and we felt it’d be best that you know this information now just in case something were to happen between them in the future … which hopefully it doesn’t ... no offence.”

“None taken,” Jeff said.

“It’s better that all of you know now so none of this is a surprise to any of you in the future, and it’s also best that you know this because I now see your son as a threat to Stiles and because of that I implore that you make sure he stays as far away from him as he can,” Parrish said.

Talia looked a little taken aback by that, “I will make sure that my son never harms Stiles again … and I guess I can understand your reasoning behind telling us but I don’t understand why you will not accept our help; if this matter is as dangerous as you say then it sounds to me like you could use all the help you can get,” Talia said.

“If you go against this group and they unsuccessfully retrieve Stiles, they will without a doubt make an attempt to capture him again and because you went against them the first time, they will make sure to take you out to ensure they achieve their goal,” Parrish said and his words seemed to have gotten through to the Hales as they each looked at one another worriedly.

“Remember what I said, you don’t owe us anything and there is nothing that has been done to warrant you putting your lives on the line for my son,” the sheriff said standing up off of the sofa. “I will worry about my son and his safety and in the mean time you all should worry about your growing family.”

“John please,” Talia pleaded.

“Stiles, Parrish, I think we’re done here,” the sheriff said.

Stiles had to admit that he felt a little bad that his father was cutting the conversation short but he understood why he was doing it. The Hales appeared to be adamant about wanting to help defend Stiles if need be which really threw Stiles off. Parrish was the next one to stand up, “thank you for inviting us into your home and remember everything that we’ve discussed must not leave this room otherwise there will be consequences.”

“Stiles,” his father called and Stiles looked up to him, “it’s time to go.”

“Ye-yeah …” Stiles said and ungracefully stood up off of the couch, he looked to the Hales who all seemed a little unnerved, “thank you for listening.”

“Anytime,” Talia said and for some reason, Stiles felt that she actually meant that; “I’ll see you out,” she said standing from the couch and heading towards the front door with Parrish, the sheriff and Stiles in tow.

The rest of the Hales had gotten up to see them out as well, each of them offering a farewell. Cora and Laura gave Stiles a hug before he walked out of the door while the rest of the Hales waved them off; both Jeff and Talia mentioned that they’re welcome back anytime but unsurprisingly Stiles knew his father wasn’t too thrilled about that idea. As they made their way back to the cruiser Stiles couldn’t help but feel that unwavering feeling that he was being watched again and he had a good idea that Derek was probably the one watching him from somewhere. As he got in the cruiser he turned to look back at the Hale manor, he looked around the massive house until his eyes landed on the one room of the house that had no lights on; it was there that he saw the crimson red eyes glowing brightly in the dark in his direction and he found himself unable to look at anything else. As his father pulled away from the Hale manor Stiles continued to stare at the two red eyes until he was unable to see them anymore.

Scott's POV

Scott managed to get off without much punishment at all simply because he agreed to account for everything that Derek and his friends had done to Stiles, he did however get 3 days of after school detention but that was a lot better than being suspended for half a day and then 3 weeks of in-school suspension as well as no school activities during those 3 weeks of in-school suspension. But even after he helped get Derek, Jackson, Boyd and Isaac in trouble for what they had done he had still felt like garbage about the entire situation; his best friend was still upset with him and that was because he in a sense he played a part in his torment, not to mention the fact that Allison still wanted to have nothing to do with him. He had spent the rest of the school day trying to figure out how he would approach the two of them but he didn’t manage to come up with anything because while approaching them would be difficult, getting them to listen to him would be even harder.

Something else was bothering him as well, shortly after leaving the Principal’s office he noticed that quite a few people seemed put off by him; he eventually found out that Derek and his friends had been exposed by Derek’s sister’s at lunch. At first, Scott was confused as to why people would care so much about what Derek and his friends were doing to Stiles but then he found out that Derek’s sister’s revealed that Stiles was his soulmate and that was the main reason why people seemed so upset over the matter. The news spread throughout the school like wildfire, Scott noticed that in his last few classes people were talking about Derek and his friends like dogs and voicing their sympathy for Stiles. But that wasn’t the only thing that was being talked about, while Scott was in his Government History class taught by Mr. Bolin the woman who had worked at the front desk in the front office had come in during the middle of class and had taken him somewhere while someone else came in to teach the class in his stead. Eventually Mr. Bolin had come back to class just before it ended and he looked extremely pissed but that wasn’t what everyone would eventually talk about, it was the fact that he came back into class only to clean out his desk and eventually inform his students that he would no longer be their teacher from that day forth before being escorted out of the classroom by school security.

Just after class ended Scott was able to find out what was going on and he was surprised to find out that not only had Mr. Bolin been fired but two other teachers as well, Mr. Peter’s and Mr. Clark. Nobody had any idea why they were fired and people could only speculate as to what the reason was. Talk of the teacher’s only got worse when another one had up and quit following the 3 teachers being fired, upon entering his final class Scott found out that it was his English teacher, Ms. Bellflur as she was replaced by a sub. No one could figure out what was going on no matter how hard they tried, eventually, school ended and Scott spent his first day in after school detention thinking about the events of the day.