Changing Patterns

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    "As in something that keeps the supernatural away." Lydia clarifies nodding with pursed lips and crossed arms.

    "Yes, quiet literally. And I can't tell you anything until we are with stiles. I won't reveal past events that are his to share." Confusion crossed Scott's face as Lydia nodded in understanding.

    "Past events, I've known stiles my whole life." Deaton nodded to Scott's words.

    "It's not his past that I can't share with you. I'll visit tomorrow, but in the mean time. Let me explain exactly what a Sanctor does."

    "Please do, cause this book isn't helping." Lydia handed the journal over that held a small passage about the topic in question.

    "Like I said, a Sanctor keeps the supernatural away, there was another, they are dead know. That Sanctor kept Beacon hills supernatural in check. They had the ability to trap creatures with different devices, like mountain ash, mistletoe, wolfsbane. With them in town the supernatural count was very small." Deatons sighed. "There's too many gaps, I can't explain it like this. I'll see you two tomorrow."

    The man began Ushering Lydia and Scott from the back of his clinic. Then through the gate and locking it closed.

    "I promise I'll explain it all tomorrow, just get home and keep an eye out for any other supernatural beings who may want to hurt stiles."

    With that Deaton left to the back of his clinic leaving both the banshee and alpha purely confused and determined to figure out the issue.

    "I wonder what he'll find out with the glass shards." Lydia said as she started out the door.

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"Someone go get the others from upstairs. Dinner is ready." Erica starts as she enters the dinning room from the kitchen with a large pot of steaming hamburger helper in one hand and a bundle of sixteen forks in the other.

    "Um, Erica?" Liam starts up. "Hayden is joining us today." The teen grins a wild happy grin.

    "Mm," she grunts. "Two seats away." She finishes pointing a stern glare at the boy who seems to be a PDA master. He shys down his head and blushes as Boyd pulls out a seat besides him.

    "I don't think we need to make anyone uncomfortable Erica." He smirks at his girlfriend he glared back at him.

    "See! Boyd gets it, she'd be uncomfortable." Liam practically yells out tossing a hand toward the blond wolf who growls as she places down the pot and forks.

    "I was talking about the people who'd be between you two." Boyd nudges the young wolfs side playfully. Liam only groans at the teasing while Jackson snickers and slides into the seat on the other side of the pup.

   "Just stick him next to Lydia, she'll keep him in check." The Kanima chuckles at Liam's widening eyes.

    "No! No.." Liam slams his hand on the table shooting back the seat as he stands. "Not again..." he mutters softly while the others around him laugh. Erica returns with another fork and a stack of plates.

    "Liam since your up go get the others." The werewolf pouts and grumbled but starts off toward the stairs. Stomping his way up the first few before turning into the living room.

    "Dinners ready guys." He calls to Scott, Isaac, Allison, petter, and Aiden. The five in the living room watching and taking turns playing games on the tv console. They all mutter quick responses as he turns away to keep up the stairs. After reaching the top he knock on doors as he passes them. Ethan swings open how door Liam answers his what question and sends the two downstairs. The next was Cora, before Liam had knocked she opened the door.

    "I heard." She mutters as she whipped his face with a rag, a still swinging punching bag in the background.

    Liam nods and moves onto Lydia's room, knocking softly. The door swung open quickly and the woman stared at his expectantly. "Dinner." She sighs and nods.

    "Great, I'm starving, thanks Liam." She closes the door behind her quickly.

    "No problem." Last was Malia and Kira, who weren't in either of their rooms. Liam headed back to the other end of the house and knocked on Stiles's door. No answer led to worry, led to moving to open the door and burning his hand on the doorknob cause it's mountain ash, led to a yell and Derek swinging his door open.

    "Liam?" He asks. The pup nods and hold his palm, then looking at the door with wide eyes.

    "Why did it burn?" Derek sighs at the question and stalks off.

    "It's mountain ash." He hissed climbing down the stairs and leaving Scott's beta be on his own.

    'No help! Thanks...

    Liam calmed himself and quickly twisted the nob, burning his hand again and watching it heal as the door cracked open. Then pushing open the door more and catching the dreadful scent. Sadness, and desperation filled Liam's nose as he scrunched it up. Stiles was laid in a fetal position, his eyes pinched shut, lips parted slightly, and hands gripping in on themselves. At the sight all Liam wanted to do was help, but at the sight he had no idea how to. Instead he left the sad smelling room and started down the hall, descending the stairs as the bell rang and the scent of his girlfriend instantly cheered him up.

    Liam rushed to the door and pulled it open, Hayden happily standing there and waiting to be invited in. Taking her hand the youngest pack member pulled the girl inside and closed the door behind them, leading the girl to the table and sitting down with the others who've already seemed to get there. Cora was the last to join shoving Liam and Hayden apart muttering something about smelling like arousal and teenage affection.

    "Hey, Scott." Liam starts, leaning closer to his alpha. "I think somethings wrong with Stiles, you should check on him. And we need to change that doorknob, it hurts."

    "It's meant to." Allison snaps. "So that you guys stay out of his room when he doesn't want you around." She crosses her arms with a glare in her eyes. Scott nods.

    "Yeah, but it could be dangerous, I'll go check on him." Scott pats Liam's shoulder reassuringly. The young pup sighing and smile Ig as his plate is filled. A small retail he seemed to notice know though. Something in the seating chart shifted, and it's not that Hayden is there, something else changed.

    Where there used to be no space on the benches and chairs around the table, there was know and open space to Derek's left. On the bench which Lydia, sat in with the others following down. An empty space open and ready, but there wasn't a plate. Derek returned from the kitchen after leaving with his plate and sat down again, except he had a plate, a lot fuller then the one he left with already at the table. Liam stared, coughing when Derek caught his eye and looked away to dig into his food.

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AN: shit chap, but needed something, sorry!! 😬