Everything Comes Back To You
Just so everyone is all caught up, this chapter and possibly a few more chapters, is going to take place in the time that Stiles left to the time that Peter ( and gang) finds him. So in that 3 month span from chapter one. And the last scene after it says "End Flashback" that is actually the present and that's where Peter and gang start their adventure to find Stiles. That scene is a continuation of the phone call between Stiles and Pack, which is the present. Hopefully that clears up all confusion! -Toxic Valentine xx
Peter texted Stiles for what felt like the hundredth time this week alone. "Yesterday, I thought I saw you at the supermarket. My heart stopped beating for a moment. But I knew it couldn't be you. You smell more of cinnamon and caramelized apples. You smell like coming home."
"I catch myself still waking up to kiss you but nobody's there."
"I wish I was with you, wherever you are, my darling sweet boy."
"Home doesn't quite smell the same without you."
"I want to tell you everything, the words I never got to say, the first time around."
"I remember everything, wish I was there with you now."
"I'd drive miles and miles, just to get a glimpse of you. Everything comes back to you Stiles. You must know how I feel about you."
"If the whole world was watching, I'd still dance with you."
"You are my clarity. Come home to me."
"Tell me where you are love, I'll be there in a heartbeat."
"I just want you to let me love you. I'm so sorry."
"Stiles, love, please. Let us know you're okay."
"Stiles, baby, the pups are worried about you. I'm worried about you."
"Stiles.. I don't know what we did wrong but please just tell us you're okay. We love you so much."
"Son, please just let me know you're doing okay. Let me know you aren't in any trouble."
"I'm worried. I promise we won't bother you but just let somebody know you're doing alright."
"Stiles, we get it now. We do. You want your space from us. But please, please, just call your father. He's drinking again."
"Stiles, you're all he has left. He blames himself for your mother and now you. Please don't do this to him Stiles."
And the texts just went on and on. Stiles wanted to reply to every single one of them but he just couldn't find himself doing so. It wasn't until a certain text from Scott that he snapped out of it and decided to give home a call. He drove to the furthest pay phone, about 100 miles away from where he was staying.
xXx 45 Minutes Later xXx
Stiles read the texts over and over for what seemed like hours on end. The only time he would turn on the old cell phone was late at night, and only for a half an hour. He wasn't ready to be found yet. He missed his pups so much, it killed him every day to not know how they were but he needed this alone time. He needed to know a life that didn't have him fearing for his safety at every turn. He needed to know a life outside of the supernatural; outside of his pack, outside of Beacon Hills.
He took a deep breath and pocketed the phone after turning it off. He took out this months' disposable phone and checked the time. He let out another shuddering breath and counted to ten then put a few quarters into the pay phone and dialed the number of the person who needed him the most.
"Stilinski." came the hoarse response of his dad.
Stiles sucked in a sharp breath. "Dad.." Stiles whispered.
"Stiles? Is that-" Noah's voice got cut off with a choked sob. "Is that uh, is that you? Stiles?"
Silence.
"Stiles!" came the Sheriff's quick worried tone. The rest of the pack snapped their heads to watch the Sheriff. They tuned in to listen to his and Stiles' conversation.
"I-I'm here dad. Yeah it's me.." he took a deep breath and chuckled nervously. "Yeah, I'm fine."
"Oh thank God son. I thought something happened to you. Are you okay? Where are you? I'm coming to get you."
"No. No dad, don't. I'm okay. I just need some time." Stiles said in a stern voice. He could practically feel his dad rubbing his forehead from here. "Put me on uh speakerphone dad. I know the pack is there with you."
The sheriff chuckled and nodded. "Yeah they uh.. They actually sleep in your room, sometimes at Pet-" somebody said something to cut his dad off and Stiles furrowed his brow.
"What was that dad? They sleep at Peter's? Why?" Stiles demanded.
"No uh.. No I didn't. Hold on." the Sheriff put him on speakerphone. "Stiles? You're on speakerphone now."
"H-Hey pups. I'm okay, so stop looking for me okay? And stop stressing Papa Stilinski out. I love you guys so much but I need this time for me okay?" he paused. "I can feel you guys nodding slowly and giving me your puppy dog eyes and stop pouting Isaac." that earned him a lot of teary chuckles and even a few sniffles.
"M-mom?" Liam whispered.
"Yeah pup?" Stiles replied with a sad smile. He clutched the phone tighter.
"Do you hate us now? Is that why you left? Were we not good pups for you? Did we-" Liam got chocked up and Hayden went to go comfort him quickly. "Did we not make you proud mom?" Liam continued.
"No no no pup. That's not it at all. Mommy's so proud of all you pups. I am. I just need some time to experience a life outside of the pack okay? But don't you worry, mommy's coming home soon." Stiles reassured him with tears in his eyes. Even though the entire pack knew that Stiles didn't know how soon "soon" actually would be. It was getting harder and harder to fight the tears away. His throat was aching, straining to not let out choked sobs.
The whole pack was openly sobbing now. Some were crying quietly but their hearts were breaking all the same.
"Peter?" Stiles whispered.
Peter straightened up and looked at the phone. Liam handed it over to him and Peter stood frozen, staring at the device. "Love?" came his heart broken reply.
"Come find me." Stiles dared Peter and hung the phone up quickly. He got in his jeep and drove off towards his apartment.
xXx Flashback xXx
Stiles and Peter were laying in bed absently rubbing patterns into each other's skin. Peter rolled onto his side and looked at Stiles' face, trying to play connect the dots mentally. Peter then took this moment to admire the way the sun was shining through the window and made Stiles' eye color go from rich whiskey to golden amber. Peter would never get sick of the feeling Stiles gave him. He would never tire of Stiles' company.
"I remember everything Peter." Stiles closed his eyes and whispered.
"You mean from the beginning and to how far we've come now?" Peter asked in a soft voice. "It has been almost 6 years love.."
"Yeah.. You know, you still make me nervous when you walk into the room?" Stiles asked and looked at Peter. He blushed and the tips of his ears turned pink. Stiles laughed and caressed Peter's cheek. Peter leaned into Stiles' touch and closed his eyes, sighing happily.
"The butterflies in my stomach, come alive when I'm with you." Peter whispered and now it was Stiles' turn to blush.
"Isn't it funny how things never really change in this old town?" Stiles asked Peter with a thoughtful look. "I don't really know why you're with me. I'm such a klutzy spaz. I dance like a complete idiot and talk a mile a minute as if my life depended on it." Stiles took a moment to breathe and then continued, "And here you are looking like a fucking adonis with your stupidly good looking v necks and beautiful blue eyes."
Peter opened his eyes and looked at Stiles with a serious look. Peter chuckled and shook his head. "You're absolutely divine, my darling boy. You don't even know your own worth. Even if the whole world was watching, I'd still dance with you. It's you Stiles, it will always be you. You are worth so much more to me than you know." Stiles' face turned scarlet red for a moment and he looked down. Peter brought his finger and tipped Stiles' chin up so they were eye level.
"Stiles, where do you see us in ten years?" Peter asked. "Because I remember chasing you all around town. I remember wanting to drive highways and byways to be there with you, wherever you were. I remember knowing that I had to be close to you, and still do even now. Everything comes back to you. Stiles, you-you're..." Peter bit his lip and took a deep shuddering breath.
"What is it Peter? What're you trying to tell me? You know, whatever it is, I'll love you through and through." Stiles said reassuring Peter.
Peter looked at Stiles and got all choked up. His mate was so accepting and here he was so scared of tainting Stiles' pureness. He thought maybe if he didn't tell Stiles that he was his mate, then the feeling would go away and Peter wouldn't feel like he was imprisoning Stiles for life, wouldn't feel like he was keeping Stiles from experiencing life. Peter shook his head and kept a small tight smile on his face. "Nothing love. I just.. I just really love you." Peter said in a slight choked off whisper. Peter's eyes were misty and Stiles had a few drying tears streaking his cheeks.
Stiles giggled and it sounded like music to Peter's ears. Stiles tackled Peter and they both tumbled off the bed, causing them both to laugh. For now, in this moment, everything stopped and Peter could bathe in the love and adoration in Stiles' eyes. Peter would allow himself to have this, to have Stiles to himself.
xXx End Flashback xXx
Stiles sat in his car with his hands shaking against the steering wheel. He looked out through his window and watched the rain fall against it. Meanwhile back in Beacon Hills, Peter was saying goodbye to everyone.
"Okay Peter, the car is all packed up. You ready?" Scott asked Peter as he went to go stand next to Isaac. Peter looked at him and nodded.
Before they all got into the car, the Sheriff walked over to them and stood in front of Peter. Peter froze and waited for what the Sheriff had to say. "Look, I don't fully approve of your relationship with my son. Especially since it's been going on behind everyone's backs and for almost ten years."
"Well technically sir, it's only been 2 years courtship and 6 years together. So 8 years in total. And the wolves all knew, just waited til we confirmed or denied it."
"Besides the point Peter." the Sheriff said cutting Peter off. Peter nodded and said a silent "Right."
"Just tell him the truth and bring him home to us. I can see how much you love and care for him so I'll put everything else in the past. But for the love of God if you don't come back married to my son or something I will ask Argent for some wolfs-bane bullets and seriously hurt you. I know you'd never purposely hurt Stiles but you move as slow as glaciers melt. I don't care if the marriage is in werewolf laws or whatever but please Peter, give Stiles the future you both deserve." the Sheriff begged Peter while placing his hand on Peter's shoulder. Peter nodded and took one last look at the pack before getting into the car.
"Go get your boy and bring him home, sappywolf." Paige called out with a bright smile while everyone cat whistled and cheered while waving goodbye. Peter, Scott, Isaac, Lydia, and Aiden all had a long drive ahead of them. They were going to visit all of the schools Stiles had been accepted to, to find him. Stiles was bound to be near one of those campuses.