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Why does it always have to be HIM. Like seriously. He's always the one to get kidnapped for varying reasons, and now he's supposed to be a human sacrifice?

Hes hung on an X made of some sort of metal and he's surrounded by mountain ash and runes. Some he understands and some he doesn't.

'Scotty probably won't notice iam gone until it's too late. Iam not really taking to him anymore anyway. Not that it's worth it.'

Ever since Allison died because of the nogitsune, he has blown off Stiles every concern every time and ignores him the rest of the time. Even tho before all of this, he had always listened.

Scott doesn't trust him anymore.

And well... Stiles hasn't trusted Scott for a long time. Even before the nogitsune.

It started when he was kidnapped by Gerard and Scott didn't show up. Well ... That was the first rip in his trust to his best friend.

And then when Scott and Deaton made a plan to switch Gerard's cancer medication with mountain ash filled pills to kill him, using Derek's alpha bite to turn Gerard.

Wich did kill him since he was filled with mountain ash at that point.

But Derek had been injured.

And the fact that Stiles, Derek and even Allison had no idea they had a new plan was the reason that his trust in his so called best friend finally and indefinitely ripped.

Anytime Stiles is in danger, Scott just... Doesn't show up and when Melissa berates him for it, he just says stuff like "I was busy" or "its not like he was hurt".

Its like Scott doesn't even realize what he's saying or doing.

And then, that morning, at school, it happened again.

Stiles jogs up to Scott after parking and locking his Jeep. "Hey. Scotty. About those witches you let in-" "If this is one of your 'concerns' again. Then don't." "But-" Scott turns around to face Stiles, his expression hard, like most times since the nogitsune. "I don't wanna hear it." 

And Scott just.... leaves, walking into the school and leaving Stiles alone. Stiles doesn't even really try anymore. Scott was never the best alpha. He's an even worse friend.

The bell rang and Stiles walked to his next class. Chemistry. Oh how he hates Chemistry. Especially his teacher, Harris.

In the lunch break and even after school, Scott ignores him. Its not even worth it anymore so Stiles just goes home.

His dad isn't there yet, wich is pretty normal since he's the sheriff and has a lot to do at the station.

So he puts on his apron and pulls out an old recipe book, he starts baking his mom's famous fudge brownies.

She'd make them Alot in his childhood. His dad loved them. Stiles has tried to make them a few times, yet it never tasted the same as it did when his mom would make it.

Tho he's always followed the instructions to a T.

He preheated the oven to 325°F. He pulled out a large porcelain pan and greased it. Then, he dusted the pan with lots of cocoa powder.

He mixed the sugar and flour and the melted butter first and whisked it for a bit.

Then he added the eggs, cocoa powder and vanilla, baking powder, salt and melted chocolate, mixing it until there were no clumps left, so that its a smooth batter.

He pours it into the prepared pan and sets the timer to 20 minutes before putting it in the oven.

After pulling the brownies out, he has to let it cool down completely for at least 30 minutes.

During that time, he makes the frosting. 

He combines butter and peanut butter in a large bowl, beating it with a whisk until it's creamy and smooth.

Gradually, about a ⅓ of a cup at a time, while whisking, he adds powdered sugar until its completely combined. He makes sure to scrape the sides and bottom of the bowl so all the ingredients are well-combined. 

Then he stirrs in the vanilla extract and the salt and also adds the milk. Whisking it again.

The brownies have cooled down so he spreads the frosting onto the brownies and then he sprinkles peanut and coffee gratings onto the frosting. 

And voilà. Its done. Now he just has to tidy up the kitchen and wait for his dad.

Wich is more work than he had thought. Hed spilled the flour everywhere and the Kitchen platform is almost entirely covered in alot chocolate, sugar, flour and more.

This will take him atleast an hour to clean. But that's fine, his dad won't be back so soon.

That's when he blacked out and woke up in this damn mess. With a head injury no less.

He doesn't even know what these witches are trying to do. 

But it's probably something predictable, like bringing back some kind of all powerful being that'll help them or something. Witches are always way too predictable.

Tho he's still not sure why HE always gets kidnapped to be used as a human sacrifice.

He isn't a virgin anymore after all. Having had sex with Lydia once, when they were drunk and regretting it because, well, they are only friends after all.

So it can't be because he's a virgin. Maybe because he has a lot of magical energy? Its one reason since Hes a spark connected to the nemeton.

The nemeton is a powerful magical and sentient object. But the witches probably couldn't find it which is why they needed him as a bridge.

But even a bridge won't be powerful enough for any summoning.

The witches aren't back yet, so he's trying to use the runes to channel his own magic. Which... Is kinda working. But not really. 

He needs a power source.

As a spark, he draws power from the natural elements. Fire and earth being two of the strongest.

But due to the cursed ground he's on, he can't draw power from the earth.

Fire. The witches are using fire. That should give him enough power to use the runes and get out of here. 

So he closes his eyes and lets the raw, natural energy of the fire fill him. 

But due to the small amount of fire, he can't get as much energy as he'd like. He will probably be able to get out even with just a small amount tho.

Using all of his reserves, he gets dizzy quick. Seeing black dots fill his vision. But it's working-

At least he thinks it is. He thinks he's... well... He doesn't know, he's never experienced anything like this. 

His vision is getting hazy at the edges and then, he blacks out.

'Where am I?' Its cold and dark. The woods? There's trees. So maybe the woods?

That's not right. He can't be here... Right? He was just on some clearing on that sacrificial altar or whatever that was.

He didn't use enough power to transport him into he woods, he's sure of that. Hed know if he did.

Shit, what happened?

His head hurts, his vision is still fuzzy and he feels like throwing up. His legs feel like jello and his feet feel swollen. He feels weak. Like, really fucking weak, even tho he didn't use that much energy.

Then again, the witches did drain him of his energy with some kind of depletion spell.

When his vision becomes less fuzzy, he looks around and he spots Scott. But... He looks young. Way too young. Why does his former best friend look like when they were sixteen...?

Did he time travel? 'But that can't be, can it?' But he's here again.

That fateful day that changed everything. That day he and Scott were looking for that dead body. That day when Scott got bitten.

This isn't happening. It can't. It just cant. Shit, he's freaking out. How did this even happen!? He didn't use enough magic to fucking push him back in time!

Did the nemeton do this? That seems the most likely explanation.

But maybe... This is his chance to change things. Maybe this is his chance to stop Scott from getting involved with the supernatural. Maybe the nemeton wanted to give him a second chance?

A chance to make everything right.

But if Peter doesn't bite anyone... He'll stay feral. No. Stiles doesn't want that... What's he supposed to do...? Find someone that Peter can turn? No. He can't do that.

'A packmate would help right? Even a huma-' His train of though was Interrupted by the..... much younger Scott.

"Hey stiles, man, you okay?" Scotty asked him with a concerned face.

Oh how he had missed this. Having his best friend. 

"Iam fine Scotty. Just.... Have a little headache.... Is all." 'a splitting headache actually. And I feel like I could puke out my fucking guts.'

Obviously he didn't say this out loud, he doesn't want Scott to be worried about him after all.

And Scott just shrugged and kept walking. Be ause ofcourse he does. In this timeline, Scott still trusts him.

He doesn't want Scott to get involved again.. Their friendship is too important to stiles, so he decides to change this future. It'll be better for everyone this way. He hopes.

Tho he still has to figure out what to do. He's never time traveled before. He also doesn't know what to do with Peter. The man is still in a catatonic state and pretty fucking feral when he's shifted.

He was even still pretty feral when he healed enough to snap out of his catatonic state, when he was human again.

As if that wasn't enough, Derek wants to kill him. Obviously he doesn't know yet that the alpha is Peter, but even if he did, he'd want to kill Peter anyway.

At least stiles thinks he would, after all, Peter killed Laura and many "innocent" people. 

But stiles knows the truth. Peter is only killing those responsible for the hale fire. Mostly because of his nurse, a witch that used the revenge spiral to strengthen Peter.

Stiles doesn't like her. Sure, she helped Peter, but she did so for her own benefit.

For now, stiles has to focus on getting more energy. He still has to stop Peter from biting him after all. He doesnt want to be a werewolf.

He'll also have to somehow build a pack bond to him and fast. 

He knows how pack bonds work, so maybe he should visit him in the hospital. Get him used to his scent. Read to him. Just be there, since pack bonds are intricate and built on trust, he'll get the man to trust him.

Last time, Peter trusted him faster than anyone else and Stiles wants Peter to be fine, wants him to be lucid again. He also doesn't want Peter to die again.

 Stiles had felt really guilty for making Peter relive his trauma, so he won't let that happen again.

But, Derek might try to kill Peter anyway. He loves his grumpy sour wolf, but seriously, the man never really had great plans and he's pretty fucking emotionally constipated.

After a while of walking, Stiles decides that this is where Scotty should turn around.

Because somewhere near here, was where Scott was bitten, while Stiles had talked to his dad about Derek.

"Hey Scotty. You know what? You should go home. I lost something, so just... Go. Take my car." 

He throws his keys at his best friend, who catches them immediately.

"But Stiles-? This was your idea!"

"I know, but.... I changed my mind Scotty. This.... Well, it isn't a good idea. And Melissa will... worry about you. So please. Go home. I'll just... Search for my... Phone."

Even tho Scotty find this weird, he begrudgingly leaves. Stiles knew he would.

Now that he's alone, he'll have to wait for Peter to come here like he did the last time.

Obviously Stiles doesn't know for sure where Peter bit Scott, so he walks around a bit, trying to pass the time and find Peter faster. 

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Stiles is wandering around the Forrest, searching for the alpha. He can't seem to find him. When he looks at he time, he sees taht this was around the time Peter had bitten Scott. 

What if his plan hasn't worked and Peter still found Scott and went after him? That wouldn't be good. That wouldn't be good at all. Infact, that would destroy his whole plan.

Shit.

Okay. So he has to run. That's fine. He's good at running. He can do that.

So he runs. He runs as fast as he can to the edge of the Forrest where his jeep had been. 

In the dark, he almost runs into a tree, so he summons a ball of light. He really could have done that before, but he forgot.

The light balls don't use up Alot of energy but produce lots of light, wich helps a lot.

He keeps running, he can't see or hear peter yet. That means he still got a little bit of time left. 

Stiles runs through bushes, branches and leaves. He runs into puddles and mud, he doesn't really care. So what if his shoes get dirty? That's nothing compared to his best friend getting turned into a werewolf.

It seems rather peaceful right now to be hon- nope. He takes that back, he can hear that loud growl he had heard the last time when he left Scott alone to talk to his dad at the old hale loft.

After finding Laura underneath a wolfsbane spiral and all.

He does freeze up for a moment after that howl but keeps running after composing himself.

He can't let Peter bite Scott. After all, he can't let Scott become part of the supernatural world. Scott hadn't been great about all this, having tried to kill Peter, having actually managed to kill Peter with Stiles's help.

Again, stiles feels terrible about making Peter re-experience death by fire. He had felt bad in the moment he threw that bottle, he had felt bad when he saw Peter go up in flames, he feels bad even now. 

After all, Peter had survived the hale fire, burning and healing repeatedly while hearing his family die.

Nobody could actually really relate to that. Not even stiles, tho Stiles has gone through hell as well, it was very different to what Peter had gone through.

Finally, he sees the street, and the giant black werewolf running after his blue jeep.

He knows he can make glowing rope of sorts, so maybe he can incapacitate Peter with them? He doesn't know if they're strong enough, but that's fine, he'll try anyway.

Using his energy, he summons them right below the alpha, slinging them around the wolfs large body whilst the wolf struggles against the glowing ropes but eventually, his legs fail and he slumps down onto the street.

Thankfully.

Stiles used up lots of his reserves for this, he'll have the train again to regain all of his magical capabilities.

He slumps down against a tree, panting, because, hell, he hadn't thought that he would have to use up so much of his energy.

God he's tired. His head hurts. Maybe he's getting a migraine. Wouldn't be the worst thing that's happened to him.

When he finally comes face to face with the giant black alpha wolf, he isn't scared. Sure, he was scared when he was sixteen but... He had gotten to know Peter and... He isn't scared. Not even of Peters alpha shift.

And ofcourse the fact that he's tied to the street with glowing ropes, helps.

"Hello Peter.... What to do with you... Shit..."

The wolf growls at Stiles and stares at him with those glowing red eyes.

"Yeah yeah .. you don't trust me. That's fine. Just let me check you over..."

Stiles leans down to inspect some of the wolfs, Peters, wounds. He has some scratches and obviously, half his body is covered in burn scars, but nothing else, really, wich is pretty damn great.

He heals the scratches and bruises on peters body and reduces the pain caused by the burn scars with his magic. After all, he wants Peter to be able to trust him. 

When he's far enough away, he lets the glowing ropes disappear and Peter runs off.

And then he returns home himself, walking from the Forrest doesn't take too long.

Getting home, he sees his dad's car parked in the driveway. The lights in the house are still on 

'Dad was probably waiting for me.'

This is fine. He'll just come up with an explanation for why he's so late. You know what they say, the best lies are based on the truth.

So he goes inside. His dad is sitting on the couch and hee seems really angry.

"Where have you been Stiles? And why did Scott bring your jeep here?"

"Hi dad. Uhm.... I was walking in the Forrest with Scott. We were.... Looking for that dead girl. I realized that was really dumb, so I sent Scott home. ...I lost my phone whilst walking so I stayed back to look for it. Iam sorry. I know that was dumb."

"Yeah it was. You could've gotten really hurt, Stiles! And not just that, Scott could've gotten hurt as well!"

Stiles is looking down, he does feel guilty for doing all that before. After all, it was his fault Scott had gotten bit. All of their lives were changed because of Stiles. This time it'll be better.

His Dad's expression softens when he sees Stiles guilty expression and talks again.

"Go to sleep. And.... Don't do such stupid things anymore!"

Noah grasps his son's shoulder.

"Yes Dad... Iam sorry Dad, I won't do anything stupid like that again..."

"I love you kiddo. I can't loose you, okay?"

"Okay."

He hugs his son and kisses his forehead before going to his room to sleep.

So Stiles does as his Dad said and goes to sleep as well, not noticing the two glowing red eyes watching him through his window from the neighbors Roof.

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Stiles wakes up because of his alarm with back pain, but at least his head doesn’t hurt anymore.

He should probably make food for himself, his Dad is normally already at the station, doing Sheriff stuff, like always.

So before going to school he packs himself a small lunch and some juice. He really doesn’t want to go back to school, he had almost been done with school already, now he has to do all of this again.

Its tiring. Everything is tiring. He hates Harris, he hated A lot of his teachers.

But maybe this time he can jump a grade.

He should probably also pay a visit to Chris. After killing Gerard and Kate maybe or after school, Both works. Doesn’t really matter.

This time, when he kills Gerard and Kate, he’ll fucking burn their bodies, so they can’t come back, because the last time, Kate came back as a Werejaguar. But that was because Peter bit her throat out and that counted as a bite somehow.

Still. They really should’ve burned her body. Scott and him hadn’t known that burning body’s keeps them from somehow coming back but Derek probably knew. He hadn’t said anything.

Oh, he really should talk to his Sourwolf as well. Though he might not believe him, then again Stiles knows stuff about Derek that only few know about in this point in time.

So maybe he’ll actually believe him but then again sourwolf is really distrustful every since Kate… Well. Did what she did. That adds another reason to kill her. She’s a goddamn bitch.

Most of the argents are fine, and then there’s Gerard and Kate who are so goddamn psychotic, its fucking unbelievable.

He should also like, stop Peter from turning Jackson. He really doesn’t want to deal with a kanima again. Although that ordeal made Jackson a better person and Matt died… Stiles never did like that boy.

So this time he’ll just try to get Jackson to be friends with him and Scott again and also he’ll show his dad how many pictures Matt made of Allison without her knowing and how many pictures he photoshopped himself into.

He'll get arrested pretty easily with such evidence and Chris, being the protective father he is, will definitely protect his daughter from a creep like Matt.

He parks his jeep at the school and can already hear Scott calling out his name. He’s walking towards him and that made stiles smile, because he hadn’t had this in a year. Maybe more. He was always the one running after Scott, cleaning shit up.

Scott never noticed. Stiles never said anything. And then it got worse when the Nogitsune took a hold of Stiles. Scott also hadn’t cared about the fact that not many survive the possession. He hadn’t cared that stiles could’ve died.

“Hey Scott.” “Hey Stiles! Last night when I drove your jeep back home, I think a wolf followed me!”

“Really?”

‘Shit. Scott saw that? If he saw the glowing ropes, I am royally fucked.’

“Yeah! But it stopped following me after a while. It was really big! And black. Maybe that’s what killed that girl?”

‘Good, he didn’t see the glowing ropes.’

“Yeah, could be. And… Wolfs are always pretty big, aren’t they?”

“Yeah, but that one was HUGE! I am telling you! It was way bigger than normal wolfs!”

“Ok., ok, I believe you Scotty. Now, let’s get to class, yes? Don’t want to be late again.”

“Who are you and what have you done with Stiles?”

Stiles just scoffs, smiles and goes inside. In class, he doesn’t even pay much attention, this is boring after all and he’s had all of these subjects before.

During breaks he, talks to Scott but also with Lydia, Jackson, Allison and trying to get them all to be friends. Lydia and Jackson don’t really care. That’s fine. Allison seems to like him, like last time. He missed her a lot.

And Lydia will find out soon what she is.

He wants to be there for her when it happens, wants to help her.

She’s his friend, not here, not yet at least but she will be and he doesn’t want her to be scared so he’ll keep trying, keep talking to them and try to get them all to be friends.

His last lesson is chemistry with Harris. He says something sarcastic to Scott and when Scott let out a confused ‘huh?’ Harrison turned around.

“Are you familiar with the term sarcasm, McCall?” That made Scott smile and turn around to look at Stiles. “Very, sir.” That made Stiles smile, he knows this happened last time too but he’s so happy that Scott is his friend again.

Harris rolls his eyes, obviously he knows that Stiles is one of the most sarcastic people in his classroom but he forgot about Scott’s and Stiles’ friendship. They’re good friends and a pain in the ass. One time, they threw a paper ball at his head and accused each other.

He really doesn’t like those two. Sure, they’re good at many things and actually kind of funny, but he’s the teacher and shouldn’t let such things slide. To be honest he’s just glad they’re not failing his class. They’re smart kids and Harris doesn’t really want them to fail.

Sure, he’s known as the strict and mean teacher, but he cares, A lot.

After chemistry, Scott and Stiles have lacrosse with Coach, so they go to the lacrosse field, most of the others are already there, like Jackson and Danny. He missed them, since they had moved away to London after Jackson became a werewolf.

Never did he expect that Danny and Jackson would one day be together, after all they are best friends but he was happy for them to finally have found each other. Danny is good for Jackson.

Danny is a good friend to Stiles too. He helped him figure out that he’s in fact bisexual and not some straight boy. Though his father had said that he isn’t gay after being in a gay club, he was pretty sure he was attracted to men and he was right.

Sourwolf, after all, is very handsome and his uncle even more.

They’re on the lacrosse field, in their lacrosse outfits and everything. Today coach will figure out who will be the team captain and the co-captain.

They’ll be split into two different teams. Coach usually always chooses the captain of the team which wins and the co-captain from the team that loses.

Greenberg has to stay on the bench again, coach really doesn’t like that guy. Not that Stiles gives a shit, Greenberg is a random guy, Stiles doesn’t even really know him, nor does he want to.

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Stiles’ team consists of Scott and three others that Stiles doesn’t know. Jackson’s team is Danny and other three people that Stiles again, never bothered to learn the names of.

To be honest, he hadn’t really cared enough for that.

He had gotten pretty good at lacrosse and now that Scott doesn’t have his werewolf strength, he might even have a chance to be captain this time. The first time ever.

His team actually wins because of how many points Stiles scored and well, Coach chooses him as the Captain and Jackson as the Co-Captain.

Scott and Jackson are confused and Jackson is really, really fucking angry, Stiles understands why, after all, he always had a thirst of proving himself even to impossible means.

That’s why he had begged Derek for the bite, that’s why instead of becoming a werewolf, he became a kanima.

Danny try’s to calm him down but Jackson is seething with anger that not even his best friend can calm down.

He corners Stiles in the locker room, pushing him against the wall with a snarl, anger practically radiating off of him.

“How the fuck did you make your fuckass team win, Stilinski!?”

Stiles simply rolls his eyes and grabs Jackson’s arm before responding.

“I kind of scored most of the points for my team. If you didn’t notice? And… I trained a lot at home. Because I actually really like playing lacrosse and I wanted to make my dad proud. This is the first time I’ve really scored any points at all.”

Jackson looks skeptical but, well, Stiles does have a little bit of muscle after all.

The other boy hadn’t noticed before, in the last timeline, so everything is going in Stiles’ favor. He thinks.

The larger boy let go of him and huffs, walking away with Danny.

Stiles changes from his lacrosse clothes into his street wear. So does Scott.

They get their stuff before leaving the school premises.

Walking to his jeep, Scott asks him as well.

“But… really. How did you score so many points. You really weren’t great at lacrosse before.”

“Scotty, I trained A lot. As I Already said. And… well.. I really wanted to, for once at least. Isn’t this a good thing?”

“Sure. I’m just surprised, is all.”

“Yeah… Bye Scotty, see you tomorrow!” He says with a smile as he gets into his jeep.

“See you tomorrow Stiles!”

As if. He has too much to do and will just call in sick. They’ll probably believe him. Maybe.

He drives to the hospital.

Shit. Melissa works in the hospital.

That’s fine, Melissa would probably put him as a volunteer herself if he asked. Then he just has to be put with Peter as a temporary and voluntary caregiver.

Easier said then done. He’ll have to drop subtle hints to Melissa that she won’t find too weird.

Will that work? He doesn’t know. But it might, after all, the crazy redhead nurse can’t stay by Peter’s side all the time and everyone knows there was only one survivor of the hale fire.

He'll drop subtle hints Melissa surely won’t pick up on and viola, he’ll be put as Peter’s temporary caregiver in no time.

Maybe he should talk about such things in general, the burn scars it created and show how much he knows about how to treat such wounds?

He doesn’t know if that will work, but it might. It might be worth trying.

Yup. He’ll do that. It might work after all.

It works. He’s put into Peter’s room as the temporary volunteer taking care of him, he got the keys to his room and everything.

He missed Peter. The man had gotten as far away from beacon hills after being revived and helping with the whole alpha pack fiasco and has only come back to help for short amounts of time.

But now he has a chance to make things right. Like with that redhead nurse.

He just has to figure out who the bitch- witch is.

Stiles will meet her soon enough, he’s sure of that. After all, she was the nurse taking care of Peter primarily and he’ll probably feel her magical signature.

He can’t feel her at the moment, she’s probably not at work right now.

Anyway.

Then he’ll kill her, drag her body to his jeep and fucking burn it in the hale woods.

Nobody really goes into those woods after all.

Then tomorrow he’ll talk to Chris. He will. He has to.

Phoning the school and pretending to be his dad is easy, his dad’s voice, after all, is only a bit deeper than his own and pretty similar and he had learnt to mimic A lot of people.

Unbeknownst to anyone except Isaac and Chris.

Chris had helped him, he thought the man would hate him for killing Allison, but he didn’t. He didn’t and That had made Stiles cry and Chris had held him until he calmed down.

The man is like a father to Stiles. He loves his dad. There’s no doubt about that, but his dad doesn’t know about any of his struggles while Chris, Chris understands.

He has understood him more than Scott, God knows Scott tried, but being a werewolf changed him.

 He didn’t understand any of Stiles struggles as a normal human teen whilst Chris had dealt with it two times. He dealt with it himself and he dealt with it with Allison.

Getting in his jeep, he turns it on and starts driving towards the Argents home.

Chris might not believe him. That’s fine, he knows A lot about them and can prove himself.

Wait, shit. Is Kate Already there? Shit, she probably is, he forgot that she got here pretty early after Laura died.

She had shot Derek after all and Stiles brought him to the vet where Derek told him to cut off his arm.

Yeah, shit. He’ll deal with that. He took his father’s spare gun, so she shouldn’t be much if a problem, and if she is, boom, she’s dead. He’d wanted to kill her anyway, psycho bitch.

Stiles drives his keep onto the driveway and grabs the gun from his bag and puts it tin the back of his pants to hide it with the red jacket he choose to wear.

Lets do this then. He gets out and walks to the front door, finger hovering over the bell.