| In A Heartbeat - A Teen Wolf One-Shot |

{ in a heartbeat }

After what happened at the school, the McCall Pack began to lose touch with each other. They would never go out together anymore, and they rarely spoke. None of them ended up going to college.

Scott was pretty shaken up about the whole situation. He was beginning to miss Allison more and more, and he only wished that Isaac was here to comfort him. But Isaac was never here, he was in France and Scott was happy for him because he could finally move on and live a normal life and he wouldn't be in danger anymore-

But all of that's a lie, because no matter where any of them are, they are always in danger. All Scott wants to do is forget that, if only for a second. Scott wished that he could just talk to Isaac, but he can't. The curly-haired boy changed his phone number months ago.

Malia visits sometimes. Neither of them finds it weird, even if she was the one who managed to help his eyes heal. She was happy with Kira, and Scott was happy for them. Well, he wasn't happy, because how could he be, but he was glad that those two finally stopped secretly making sex-eyes at each other whenever the pack was together.

The were-coyote often tries to remind him that the pack is falling apart without their Alpha, but Scott never chooses to believe her. He often shrugs and looks away, giving Malia the opportunity to sigh and quickly change the conversation.

They had almost worked a routine out, until one night, almost 7 weeks after the pack defeated the Anuk-Ite, that all changed.

***

Stiles would be lying if he said he wasn't happy. He had recently turned 18 and was legally able to move in with Derek.

His dad wasn't too pleased to hear that his only son would be moving away from him, but he let it slide. They came to an agreement that both Derek and Stiles would visit the Stilinski household every Wednesday night, where they would cook dinner and act as a functional family for once.

Stiles' 18th birthday was amazing.

Aside from the fact that no one remembered it. Not even Scott, who he had known for the best part of 16 years.

And that hurt. It was almost like he deserved it, for everything that he did all those years ago. He was only 15, he couldn't stop it. But no matter what he tells himself, he always seems to find a way to blame himself.

Derek made it wonderful, though. The older werewolf decorated the loft with fairy lights and blankets. He even went out and brought ingredients for homemade pizzas.

The two of them spent their early evening in the kitchen, throwing flour at each other and just enjoying themselves.

When the pizzas were done, Stiles bragged to Derek about how his pizza looked better than the werewolf's and in turn, the wolf rolled his eyes and complained that "you were the one who threw the cheese everywhere!"

Stiles only pecked his cheek and sat down, watching Star Wars until the early hours of the morning, where Stiles fell asleep with his head on Derek's chest and Derek's hands resting on his back.

***

Lydia practically lived with Cora. They had formed an unlikely friendship and neither of them would change any aspect of it for the world.

They moved into a housing estate not far from the Beacon Hills Preserve, much to the banshee's dismay, but at least it meant that Cora could run freely as a wolf and not have a care in the world.

***

Jackson, Ethan and Peter all continued to live their posh lifestyles, with their porches and their expensive houses.