John P.O.V
It's been 10 years. 10 years since my son,Stiles Stilinski went missing. We looked,for years,but after 5 years we burried an empty casket. Todays always the hardest day of the year. When Stiles left it tore the pack the pack apart for a while,but they realised that it was a stupid reason to end the pack over. After Stiles left Lydia left town,but she told people. Stiles didn't. It was 11:30 then the door bell rang. I was alone. Not knowing who would be at door late at night,and on this day of all days. People knew that the sheriff took a day off. Only Scott would bother him with a super natural emergency,but Scott always got drunk tonight. I almost did to the first year,but realising that it would lead to bad habits I didn't. As I looked out the window I saw a sillouet of a man. A 6ft5,broad shoulder grown ass man. I open the door the man steps into the light. His face looks familiar,but I can't place it.
"Hey dad" the man says his voice cold
I gasp in shock. It can't be. My son died.
"who are you" I say my voice cracking
"your son" the man responds. I notice now that his eyes have a glint of something,but I can't place it.
"my son has been dead for 10 years" I say my voice shaking
"no" he says, "Dad, it's me " the man pretending to be my son says. I notice that he doesn't say 'Stiles",as if its not his name anymore.
"how can I be sure" I ask
"Scott,liam,and derek are werewolves" Stiles says
I don't even respond I just embrace him. I notice that Stiles has filled out more. I don't know how long we stood there,but when we realsed I noticed just how toned he was.
"I know this is a lot to ask,but I don't have a place to stay" he says as he grips a buffle bag in his left hand,with his right hand going inside his coat.
"oh my god Stiles,yes you can" I say pulling him in the door.
When we walk in I notice his eyes to a sweep of the room,as if checking for threats. I then lead him up the stairs to the room.
"I know this is sudden and you probobly want to talk,but I'm really tired.can we talk in the morning?" he asks
"sure" I say smiling
"also,don't tell Scott I wanna suprise him" he says before turning into the room.
Mitch P.O.V
Ireen said I need a "vacation". She said it would be good for me. I've been the CIA's best weapon agenest terrists for 5 years. So now I am laying in my childhood bed. I'm almost afraid to sleep. I haven't had a solid night sleep in 5 years. I've checked every posssible entry point,and locked it and checked again. Okay maybe I'm a little paranoied,but it's habbit. I've been an assinassan for 5 years so having to watch my back for people wanting to kill me is a habbit. I don't know how long I'll be back in Beacon Hills. I'll be heara until the net mission. All I can do in the mean time is train,keep my fitness and stamina up until my new mission. Before I go to sleep I make sure my gun is near me incase of an attack. You never known in Beacon Hills. I don't know what I'm going to tell people. "hey I left town becuase I couldn't deal with it and I wanted you. Then I got engaged,but then not 5 minutes later she got shot and killed in a terrorist attack. And for the past 5 years I've been the CIA's secerct assassin." ya no.
Hello,
So your gonna notice that I restarted the story, I didn't like how it was going. Also check out "It's My Problem" by Piper5.
Hope you like the new story direction.
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The Person you knew is gone
Fanfiction10 years ago Stiles Stilinski left Beacon Hills with no heads up. Now he returns but he returns a new person. How do people react? Will he be accepted with open arms? Will he get shut out?
