Winchester [Sterek] [Teen Wolf] [Supernatural]

Chapter 2

Stiles pulled up to Derek's loft seeing that everyone seemed to already be there. He'd never climb those stairs so slowly in the whole time Derek has been in the loft. When he reached the large iron door he could hear everyone talking on the other side. Though it seemed they caught his sent at the door when they stopped talking. He pulled the door opened and everyone looked at him concerned.

"Sti, what's going on?" Scott asked walking up to him.

"I just found something out." Stiles sighed rubbing his face with his hand for possibly the hundredth time.

"Are you okay Stiles? Nothing life threatening right?" Issac asks becoming even more worried than he already was.

"No, at least not right- Hold on my dad is calling me." Stiles looked down at his dad's station phone calling him.

"What's up dad?" He asked.

"They're here Stiles." He said in a hushed tone.

"Who, dad? You don't mean them, do you?" Stiles was starting to panic and the pack was growing even more worried.

"I do. They don't seem to be asking about anything supernatural yet. I'm going to get as much out of them as I can, I wanted to give you a heads up. Have you told the pack yet?"

"Nope. Just got here. Keep me updated." Stiles groaned hanging up the phone. "We're fucked."

"What do you mean Stiles? What is going on?" Lydia asks, she would know if anyone was dying and right now she wasn't getting any kind of feeling like that.

"Where to start?" Stiles laughed.

"At the beginning how about that?" Derek growled, he was getting tired of this already.

"Alright, fine. My dad and I go through old photo albums every year around the time of my moms passing. Today I found a picture of me and two older boys, they were my cousins. I ask my dad about them, tells me a little bit, then he tells me something about my mom that I never knew, something about me that I never knew." Stiles sighed, he was nerves, how would they react? Would they want him to leave the pack? They wouldn't do that right? He's kind of like the pack mom, they can't ask him to leave, right?

"What are you saying, Stiles?" Scott asks grabbing his brother's shoulder.

"My dad told me my moms maiden name today. Her maiden name was Winchester. The two little boys in the picture with me, Sam and Dean Winchester. My dad never thought anything about it until recently because you know, didn't know the supernatural was a thing." Everyone gasped, you could cut the tension in the room with a knife.

"What was the phone call about Stiles?" Derek asked his eyes beginning to change color.

"My dad got called into the station today, Parrish said that there were a couple of FBI agents asking for him. He called me when he found out who they were. Sam and Dean are in Beacon Hills. I don't know what for yet, but they're here." Stiles held his breath as he was slammed against the wall behind him.

"I'm going to rip your throat out with my teeth," Derek growled.

"Derek, please don't do this." Stiles whimpered. He looked up at his red eyes cowering down more.

"You brought Winchesters here, you're a Winchester. You've basically killed the pack Stiles!" Derek roared slamming him once again. Stiles phone was ringing once again but he was too scared to answer it. "Answer it. Now."

"Hello?" Stiles answered not checking the caller I.D.

"Stiles. They're asking about Derek and Scott." His father said on the other side of the line. "As well as everyone else."

"Why?"

"Why do you think? They want to meet at the house."

"Not going to happen. They'll slaughter everyone. Dad, you have to come up with something and tell them that everyone moved away or something!" Stiles was now officially having a panic attack.

"Calm down Stiles. I don't think it's what we think it is. We have to trust them for now before something actually happens." The sheriff said trying to calm his son. "Sti, is there someone standing next to you? You need to calm down, now." Stiles shakingly moved the phone away from his ear holding it to Derek who took the phone.

"Sheriff? I can see that. Alright. Don't worry I'll take care of him. Just get us some time." Derek said before hanging up the phone. He looked at Stiles who was still leaning against the wall having a panic attack. Everyone was too scared to move from their spots to even help Stiles. They didn't know what Derek was going to do.

What he did, shocked everyone. Derek picked Stiles up and walked up the stairs to his room hiding Stiles away from everyone. He needed to calm down and he couldn't do that in a room full of people who could begin to start freaking out as well.

"Stiles, look at me," Derek said setting Stiles down on his bed. Stiles' eyes were anywhere but on Derek, he was too scared to see his red alpha eyes again. "Stiles you need to look at me and listen to my voice. You are having a panic attack and I can't help you unless you tell me how." Derek was trying to be as calming as possible. It wasn't working. Plan B it was.