Stiles is the spark that can get shit done when others can't. Talia is President of the United States.
And Derek? Gets kidnapped.
It's a lot more complicated than that, however.
Fandoms: Teen Wolf (TV)
20 Jan 2015
They’ve known about the other pack for quite some time now. They know the pack is young and small, formed together more by accident and necessity than anything else. But, they haven’t done anything about them because they’ve been fairly quiet, kept to themselves, and haven’t caused any trouble.
That is until the Hales start hearing rumors about the McCall pack acquiring a very young and inexperienced but powerful witch.
So Alpha Hale sends her eldest son, Derek, for all intents and purposes, to spy on the McCall pack and their so-called witch, to see what the truth of the situation is.
Fandoms: Teen Wolf (TV)
31 Jan 2016
“Hey,” Stiles hears from above him. “I’m Derek, and you are?”
“Not in the mood,” Stiles says. “Go away.”
“That’s not nice.”
He can practically hear the smirk in the dude’s voice, which is admittedly very nice. So Stiles looks up, intent to just tell whoever it was to just fuck off because goddammit, today is not a good day for this shit but the words get caught in his mouth when he sees the most glorious fucking pair of thick eyebrows he’s ever seen. Oh, and beautiful unicorn eyes. Space unicorn eyes because the longer he stares at them, the more he could swear he can see the answers to the universe in them.
“I’m trying to be nice and you’re not making it easy,” the guy says.
“I’m trying to ignore your very weak attempt at hitting on me and you’re not making it easy,” Stiles snipes back but the smile only gets wider. Jesus, Hot Douchenozzle has adorable bunny teeth.
“How about I get you a drink and you put your phone away and try enjoying the party?”
“How about you fuck off?”
“I like a challenge.”
“Great, I’ll add that tidbit of information with all the tidbits I don’t care about,” Stiles replies. “Now go away.”
Derek lets his eyes drift down, slowly but only for a moment. He tells himself that it's to get a proper look of him and hopefully place why this guy looks so familiar, but he can't fool himself. It's partially a lie.
The man is obviously in shape, strong build underneath the well fitting button up he's wearing. There's a badge hanging from a chain around his neck and–
Oh. Oh no.
“Derek Hale?” the man asks, breaking the silence.
“Yeah,” Derek answers, slowly and cautiously.
“Special agent Stiles Stilinski with the FBI,” the man, whose name is apparently Stiles, says and lifts his badge briefly. “You got a minute?”
OR; For the past twelve years, Derek Hale has lived in constant fear and without a sliver of hope, drowning in guilt and grief that he hasn't been allowed to properly deal with. Then one day, an old friend shows up on his doorstep with news that only adds to the pain. But things, as they say, get worse before they get better.
Then there was Derek. Without a home or a family or Twizzlers.
Stiles can’t just let that stand, not when he has nightmares, energy to burn and an overwhelming desire to do something good.
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18 Jan 2018