Chapter One

Dean on the phone with Stiles.

"Are you sure you want to drive yourself here? I can come pick you up." Dean asks Stiles.

I'm sure dean, I need to clear my head and driving helps.

Alright, just be careful, I'll see you soon kid.

Later, Dean.

End of call.

"Are you sure you want to bring him to Beacon Hills, Dean? With all this supernatural stuff." Sam asks his brother.

"What other choice do we have? We will keep him out of it for as long as we can."

~~~~

Stiles stops at a motel that's just a day from Beacon Hills. He gets out of his Jeep, grabs his duffle bag from the back seat then goes to get a room. Stiles takes a quick shower, takes out his dads jacket from his bag and holds it to his chest and inhales. He slept with it that night.

Stiles hardly sleeps that night, and when he did fall asleep he had nightmares. He decides to finally give up trying to sleep, it's 9:30 in the morning. He gathers his things, returns the motel key then he gets into his Jeep and starts driving.

~~~~

The pack met up in the parking lot of the school that morning.

"I heard my dad talking to Dean and Sam last night. Their cousin is moving here, he should be here tonight." Allison tells the pack.

"Is their cousin a hunter too?" Jackson asks Allison.

"I don't think so. He's our age though. His dad just died two weeks ago, he was a sheriff in New York. He's going to be going to this school." Allison explained.

"What's his name?" Scott asks.

"I think it was Stiles."

"What the hell is a Stiles?" Lydia asks.

"Lyds be nice." Kira said.

"I wonder if he's just as hot as Sam and Dean." Danny says.

"Not sure, but we'll find out tomorrow!" Allison says excitedly.

* Ding Ding Ding *

The bell rang, they all said goodbye and went their separate ways to their first class.

~~~~

*Flashback to Chris, Sam and Dean's phone call*

"Hey Chris, our little cousin Stiles will be here tomorrow night. His dad just died a couple weeks ago, we're the only family he has left." Dean tells Chris.

"I'm sorry for your loss. Is he human?" Chris asks.

"Yeah, he's human." Sam says.

"And I'm guessing he doesn't know about the supernatural?"

"Right. Sam and I want him to stay out of it for as long as possible. And he isn't graceful enough to become a hunter." Dean says. We just wanted to give you a heads up."

"Thanks Dean, we will try to keep him out of it." Chris says. "I have to go, later guys."

"Later, Chris."

*End Of Flashback*

~~~~

It's 9:30 PM Stiles just arrived at his cousins house, he hasn't been here since he was 7 years old. It's a white two story house. Dean and Sam comes onto the porch, Stiles takes a deep breathe and gets out of his Jeep.

"Hey Stiles, how was the drive?" Sam asks.

"It was okay, long, tiring."

"Well let's get you settled into your room." Dean says going to help Stiles with his things. "You didn't bring much." Dean says confused.

"Yeah, most of it is dads. I just wanted to get out of New York." Stiles says.

"Well we will buy you some new things soon." Sam said.

"We will?" Dean asks.

"Yes, we will." Sam says giving dean a look.

Dean and Stiles carry his things up to his room, it's a big room, has a king size bed, the walls are a light blue. It has a desk in one corner, and in the other there's a dresser.

"Alright kid, you hungry? How about some burgers and curly fries? Dean asks. "It was your favorite food as a kid."

"I'm not hungry, thanks though."

"When was the last time you ate, Stiles?" Sam asked concerned.

"I don't know, a few days ago I guess."

"Yeah, no. You're definitely eating, I'll pick up some food." Dean says walking out of Stiles room.

"Ignore him." Sam tells Stiles.

"So is it just you and dean here?" Stiles asks Sam walking back downstairs. Looking at the pictures in the hall, going to the kitchen.

"Well no. There's Gabriel, he's a good friend of ours. Then there's Castiel, but we call him Cass. He's Deans boyfriend." Sam explains.

Stiles chokes on his soda, "Deans gay?"

"Yep." Sam says smiling. "But they're still keeping it a "secret." So don't bring it up."

"So I'm not the only one who's gay in the family cool." Stiles said smirking. "Is this Castiel dude hot?" Stiles asks wigging his eyebrows at Sam.

"I mean he's not my type, but I suppose so."

"What's your type then?" Stiles asks.

"Alright I got burgers and fries and look who I fount at the store." Dean says sitting the food down in the kitchen.

"Hello, I'm Castiel."

"Deans boyfriend right?" Stiles asks.

"Excuse me what? We are not dating." Dean says defensively.

"Relax, I was kidding." Stiles says, smirking at Sam.

Sam kind of fake laughs it off. While stiles shoves curly fries in his mouth.

"Oh look dean, he eats like you." Cass says.

"Shut up, Cass." Dean tells his boyfriend.

Sam just sits there smiling at the three of them.

"It's getting late, you need to try to get some sleep, you're starting school tomorrow. We already enrolled you." Dean tells Stiles.

"And the kids are nice there, I think you'll like it." Sam adds.

"Great. Now I have to make new friends."

"Hey, it'll be fine. If anyone gives you a hard time, let me know and I'll kick their ass." Dean says seriously.

Dean, you cannot kick a kids ass." Sam says.

"You're right sam, how can he kick a kids ass when he can't even win one fight with me." Cass says.

Stiles busts out laughing

"That's not what I meant." Sam says.

"Alright shut up, go to bed." Dean tells Stiles.

"Night." Stiles says still laughing.

~~~~

The next morning Sam went to wake Stiles up for school.

Knock knock

"Stiles time to get up." Sam yelled through the door.

Knock knock

"Ugh! Five more minutes!" Stiles yelled back putting a pillow over his head.

"No, up now!"

"Fine! I'm up!"

Stiles stumbled out of bed to his bathroom. He turned on the water in the shower so it'll be warm, he showers quickly, brushes his teeth and fixes his hair. He then goes to his closest to find clothes. He chooses a red shirt, a red and black flannel, black skinny jeans that shows off his butt and black vans.

Stiles walks to kitchen dean whistles, "You clean up nice kid, all the girls will be going crazy over you." Dean says.

"Who said I was straight?" Stiles asks with a straight face.

Dean chokes on his coffee, Stiles starts laughing. "Did you see his face? Priceless."

"Stiles grab a pop tart and get going before you're late." Sam tells stiles.

Stiles grabs a pop tart and rushes out the door.

"Those are my pop tarts Sammy." Deans says.

"You can buy more, Dean." Sam says annoyed at his brother.

~~~~

Stiles gets to Beacon Hills High School within 15 minutes. He pulls into the student parking, parks and stumbles out of his Jeep. He walks into the school and looks for the main office, he only got lost twice. He walks into the front office,

"Hello, can I help you?" The lady behind the desk asks.

"Yeah uh I'm new, it's my first day." Stiles explains.

"Ah you must be Stiles. I'll have the principal come show you to your first class, have a seat."

Stiles nodded and sat down waiting. He's getting nervous now.

"Mr. Stilinski, welcome to Beacon Hills. If you'll follow me I'll take you to your first class." The principal said.

Stiles followed him to his class, he unlocked the door with his key and walked in. "Ms.blake, class, this is Stiles. He's new here so make him feel welcomed. If you need anything, you can come to my office." The principal said walking out.

"Okay Stiles, you can sit beside Mr.Mccall." Ms.blake said.

Scott waved his hand at Stiles, he went and sat down.

"Hi, I'm scott." Scott introduces himself.

"Hey, Stiles. Well I guess you already know that." Stiles says nervously.

"Haha yeah. If you want I can show you to the rest of your classes." Scott suggests.

"Really? That would be cool."

"No problem man. Let me see your schedule."

Stiles hands Scott his schedule.

"Oh wow, dude we have all of the same classes." Scott said excitedly.

"That's awesome!" Stiles says smiling at his new friend.

"I'll introduce you to all of my friends at lunch, they're going to love you!" Scott says.

~~~

Scott walks with Stiles to lunch, they sit down and wait for the rest of his friends to show up. They all come walking in together and sat down.

"Who's this, Scott?" Liam asks.

"This is Stiles, Stiles these are my friends." Scott starts pointing to each of them, "That's Liam, Isaac, Boyd, Erica, Jackson, Lydia, Allison, Theo, Kira, Danny and Malia."

"Hi, nice to meet you all." Stiles says to them.

"Awe he's so cute! Can we keep him?" Erica asks.

"Uhm what?" Stiles asks confused.

"Erica, stop before you freak him out." Boyd tells his girlfriend.

"You do realize he is exactly Derek's Type." Erica coos.

"Erica." Boyd warns.

"Who's Derek?" Stiles asks.

"He's our Alph- other friend. He doesn't go to high school." Scott says.

"Oh cool." Stiles says taking a bite of his pizza.

"So, Stiles. Where are you from?" Lydia asks.

"New York."

"And why did you move from the big city to this small town?" Jackson asks.

"Jackson! Don't mind him he's an ass." Scott says.

"What?" Jackson asks confused.

"No it's fine, my dad died, so I'm living with my cousins." Stiles told all of them in a sad voice.

"I'm sorry, Stiles." Kira said giving him a weak smile.

"It's fine, I'm fine." Stiles said giving Kira a small smile.

"Do you want to come over to pac- friends night? We have one every weekend." Scott asks excitedly.

"Sure, I'll have to make sure it's okay with Sam and Dean first."

"Alright cool." Scott says smiling at his new friend.

~~~~

After school Scott decides to ride with Stiles so he isn't so nervous. stiles is standing by his Jeep while the rest talk.

"This is going to be so much fun!" Scott said.

"So much fun, Derek's going to be a wreck when he sees how cute he is." Erica says wiggling her eyebrows.

"Are you sure Derek's going to be okay with bringing him into his house? Stiles doesn't know what we are, and Derek don't exactly like Dean. Jackson whispered only the werewolves can hear.

"It'll be fine, lets go Stiles!" Scott said getting into the passenger seat of the Jeep.

Stiles follows Jackson and the rest of his new friends to Derek's place. They drive until they turn on a dirt road, it seems like forever until they get to his house. It's huge.

"Why does this dude live out in the middle of the woods?" Stiles asks Scott.

"He likes his privacy." Scott says. "Now come on, this is going to be great." Scott says getting out of the Jeep.

They all walk into the house, Stiles is the last to enter.

"Where's Derek?" Scott asks Ethan.

"Went for a run."

"Who is this?" Peter asks coming down the stair case.

"This is Stiles. Stiles this is peter, Derek's uncle." Scott introduces them, "and these are the twins, Ethan and Aiden."

"Hi." Stiles says as he waves.

Peter smirks at Stiles. Stiles feels very uncomfortable.

"Have a seat, Stiles. I'll get some drinks." Isaac tells Stiles.

Stiles sits on the leather couch, awkwardly. Derek comes walking in a few minutes later.

"Guys were having pac-" Derek stops in his tracks, looking at Stiles.

"Oh no." Boyd says shaking his head.

"Here we go." Jackson says smirking.

"Anyone want to tell me why there's a strange kid in my house, on my couch?" Derek asks the pack.

"Derek, Don't freak out. This is Stiles. He just moved here from New York, I invited him to friends night." Scott explained.

"Friends night? Reall- can I talk to you out side, now!?" Derek ordered more than asked.

"Maybe I should go." Stiles says standing up.

"No. Derek just doesn't deal with new people easily. He will come around." Peter said smirking.

"Who is that kid and why is he here? Does he know about us?" Derek asks Scott.

"That kid is Stiles, his dad died a few weeks ago, that's why he's here. Sam and Dean are the only family he has left." Scott explained.

"Sam and Dean?! He's a hunter!?" Derek asks angrily.

"What? No! They are his cousins. He's totally human, he doesn't know about us, and I don't think he knows Sam and Dean are hunters. Scott says. "And you know how it is losing everyone and having nobody. He needs new friends." Scott says with puppy eyes.

Derek sighs, "Fine he can stay this time. But Scott if he's human he doesn't need to be apart of this." Derek says walking back inside.

"I can leave, I didn't mean to wreck any plans you had." Stiles says apologizing to Derek.

"No it's fine, you can stay." Derek tells stiles, sitting down in his chair.

"Alright, what do you guys usually do?" Stiles asks the group.

"Well, normally we watch movies. We do this every weekend to bond." Scott explains to Stiles.

"Okay, cool."

"Stiles you can pick the movie, if you want." Kira says pointing to the movie shelf.

Stiles picks Star Wars, it's his favorite movie.

"I'll make the popcorn!" Erica says going to the kitchen. "Isn't he cute Derek? Just your type." Erica says loud enough for only the wolves to hear.

Everyone tries to not laugh, Derek's face turns red.

"Hey man you feeling okay? Your face is all red." Stiles asks concerned.

Erica barks out a laugh in the kitchen, Jackson can't hold it in any longer and starts laughing too.

"What? Did I say something wrong?" Stiles asks.

"No, no. Ignore them, they're idiots." Isaac reinsures Stiles. "Erica shut up and get in here." Isaac yells.

"I'm coming! Here you go Stiles." Erica says handing him a bowel of popcorn. "You and Derek can share." Erica said sweetly.

"Thanks, Erica." Stiles says smiling.

"Too cute." Erica says winking at Stiles. Stiles blushes a little.

"Hey man, you have to try out for lacrosse Monday!" Scott tells Stiles.

"I'm not good at sports."

"It'll be fun! Come on!" Scott says giving Stiles his best puppy eyes.

"Fine. I'll give it a shot."

The movie ended and Stiles already fell asleep on the couch, everyone got up and went to their rooms. Derek took the blanket from the back of the couch and put it over Stiles. Peter saw and just smiled.

Erica, Lydia and Allison sat on Erica's bed and talked.

"You can practically smell the sexual tension between Sti and Derek." Erica told them.

"Did you see Derek blush? He never blushes!" Allison said happily.

"Let's give it a few weeks and see if they figure it out for themselves if not we get them together." Lydia said standing up to go to her and Aidens room.

"Works for me." Allison said leaving Erica's room.

~~~~

Stiles woke up at 6:30 AM. He only had one nightmare. He figured he should head back home. He fount a pen and paper and wrote a note for the others.

Hey sorry for leaving without saying goodbye, but I have to get back home. It was nice meeting all of you.

-Stiles

~~~~

When Stiles got home, the door was locked and he doesn't have a key. He doesn't want to wake up sam and dean so he decides to pick the lock. (Something he learned to do in New York.) he got the door unlocked and walked in, there's a strange man standing in the door way.

"Uhm hey, who are you?" Stiles asked confused. He looked back outside to see if he's in the right house. Deans impala is in the drive so yeah right house. "Sam, Dean there's a strange man in here!" Stiles yelled.

Dean came running down the hall in his robe, with his gun. "What the? Stiles this is Gabriel. How the hell did you get in? The door was locked." Dean asks.

"Me? Why the hell do you have a gun!" Stiles asks.

"Oh uhm for safety reasons. Now how did you get in?" Dean asks again.

"I picked the lock. How else? I don't have a key."

"You pick- you picked the lock. Have you heard of knocking?"

"I didn't want to wake you up." Stiles says going up the stairs.

"We're not done with the conversation!" Dean yells up the stairs.

"Why are you yelling, Dean." Sam asks coming out of his room.

"Seems like Stiles can pick locks. Gabe scared him." Dean explains.

"You're the one came out guns blazing." Gabe said.

"You what!?" Sam asks.

"What? I thought there was a threat." Dean defends himself.

Sam goes to the kitchen to start the coffee. Dean follows after him.

"Are we going to talk about how the kid can pick locks? How did he even learn to do that?" Dean asks Sam.

"Dean, it's not that hard. You do it for a living." Sam says easily.

"Okay that's different!"

"Not really that different Dean."

"Okay well who's house was he at last night?" Dean asks.

"Derek's." Stiles says going to the fridge.

"Derek, as in Derek Hale?" Dean asks Stiles.

"I didn't catch his last name. But he's tall, green/hazel eyes , very handsome, mysterious, brooding eyebrows, cute bunny teeth." Stiles describes Derek.

"Yep that's him." Sam says.

"Handsome? Don't even think about it kid!" Dean says seriously.

"What's the big deal? Him and his friends are nice." Stiles asks.

"Friends? What friends did you meet?" Dean asks Stiles.

"Scott, Allison, Peter , all of them." Stiles says sipping his coffee.

"That's just- that's just great." Dean says getting a beer.

"Alright listen kid, Sam and I have to go help our friend with a thing. Stay here." Dean tells Stiles.

"What thing?" Sam asks.

"I'll tell you on the way there."

Stiles salutes Dean and goes back upstairs to his room.

~~~~

"So what's going on?" Sam asks when they're both in the car.

"Chris said there's a rouge werewolf in the woods, needs our help." Dean explains.

Dean drives to the edge of the woods where Chris is. And apparently he brought Derek, Scott, and Jackson.

"What are they doing here?" Dean asks Chris.

"We need all the help we can get." Chris tells dean.

"Listen Derek, I know Stiles was at your house last night. I don't want him knowing about all this. Got it." Dean tells Derek firmly.

"Couldn't agree more." Derek says bored.

"Alright, Dean. Let's just go find this werewolf." Sam suggests.

"Sam, Chris and I will go together, you three go the other way." Dean tells them.

"Remember this wolf is rogue so be careful." Chris adds.

They all nod in agreement and go their separate ways.

~~~~

Stiles is up in his room researching. He's researching Alphas, and pack bonding. That's what Scott meant right? He's going to need more evidence if he's going to ask them about it. He knows Sam and Dean are hunters, but what do they hunt?

~~~~

Dean fount the wolf the hard way, the werewolf scratched deans arm pretty bad. The wolf was just about to go after Chris,

"Chris look out!" Derek yelled running towards them.

Chris shot the wolf in the arm with a wolfsbane bullet, it won't kill him, but it will by Chris some time. Derek tackles the wolf and they both go tumbling down a hill. The wolf tries to fight back, to get away but Derek slashes his throat.

"That scratch looks nasty, you going to be okay?" Chris asks Dean.

"I've had worse." Dean replies.

"He's dead." Derek tell the others.

Scott and Jackson come running to the group

"Did you get him?" Jackson asks.

"Yeah, Derek killed him." Sam says.

"You what?" Scott asks upset.

"Scott not everyone can be saved." Derek tells Scott.

"Whatever. Let's get out of here." Scott says walking away.

"Thanks for helping guys." Chris tells Sam and Dean.

"No problem." Sam says.

"Later Chris." Dean says getting in his car.

~~~~

When sam and dean got home Dean went to the bathroom to clean and patch his wound. Stiles comes down the stairs and sees Dean,

"What happened to your arm?" Stiles asks dean. "And why is there blood all over both of your clothes?"

"Nothing." Dean says.

"So coming home with a big scratch and blood on your clothes is normal for you two?" Stiles asks them.

"Pretty much." Dean says through clenched teeth while Sam pours alcohol over his wound.

"You can cut the crap, I know you guys are hunters." Stiles tells them.

Dean chokes on nothing "what now?"

"I know you two are hunters, I just don't know what you hunt yet." Stiles says easily.

Dean sighs, "Crap."

"So what do you hunt?" Stiles asks them.

"You don't need to know that." Sam tells Stiles.

"Fine, I'll figure it out myself, also I'm trying out for lacrosse tomorrow, if you guys won't to come."

"We will be there Stiles." Sam says giving Stiles a weak smile.

~~~~

"You ready for tryouts?" Scott asks stiles excitedly.

"I'm not going to make the team, I'm bad at sports."

"Don't worry, I told coach to go easy on you."

"Thanks scott."

"Okay get your asses on the field." Coach yells blowing his whistle.

Everyone runs out onto the field, stiles saw Sam and Dean sitting in the stands. Along with the twins, Allison, Lydia and Derek.

"Go stiles!!" Allison and Lydia yelled together.

Stiles just waved to them.

Scott went first throwing the ball into the goal, he made it. As did Isaac and Jackson.

It was stiles turn he lines up his shot

'Alright focus stiles, you got this.' Stiles says to himself. 'Here goes nothing' he throws the ball and misses completely.

"He's worse at this then he is at hunting. And I didn't think that was possible." Dean says.

"Cut him some slack, at least he's trying." Sam tells dean.

'It was close. Definitely close.' Stiles says to himself.

"Trying to do what exactly? Pull a muscle? Tear a ligament? What?" Dean deadpans. "The goal isn't moving, you'd think he'd make one."

"Alright give me 5 laps around the field!" Coach yells.

~~~

*flashback*

"I want you to teach me how to hunt." Stiles tells Sam and Dean.

"Not happening." Dean says.

"It's not a bad idea, Dean." Sam tells his brother.

"Okay. You want to be a hunter? If you can shot a moving target then maybe we will teach you." Dean tells Stiles.

"Okay, easy enough. What's the target." Stiles asks excitedly.

"Cass." Dean says without even flenching.

"Cass, you want me to shot your friend?" Stiles asks taken off guard.

"Yes." Dean says easily.

"He can't be serious." Stiles tells Sam.

"I think he's serious, Stiles." Sam says.

"Okay, Fine." Stiles agrees.

Dean walks to his bedroom and "prays"

"Cass you got your ears on? We need your help down here."

"Hello Dean." Cass says appearing in front of him.

"Great, Stiles wants to become a hunter. So he has to hit a moving target and guess who gets to be the target because bullets can't kill him?" Dean says smiling.

"Who?" Cass asks.

"Reall- Cass it's you!" Dean says aggravated, "come on."

Dean and Cass walk out back to where Stiles and Sam are waiting.

"I still don't understand why you won't me to shot at Cass for." Stiles says.

"Here, take this gun, line up your shot and fire." Dean explains.

"Okay." Stiles lines up the shot and pulls the trigger. He misses completely.

"Try again." Sam tells Stiles.

Stiles takes a deep breathe and fires.

"I don't understand, why do I have to be the target? Dean, Dean this isn't funny!" Cass says dodging the bullets.

"See. If you can't shot a moving target, you can't become a hunter." Dean tells Stiles.

"It's not fair, how is he moving that fast?!" Stiles asks.

*End of flashback*

~~

"You did good, Stiles." Scott says.

"I didn't make one shot." Stiles says.

"It takes practice." Isaac tells Stiles.

"I guess. I'll see you guys later." Stiles says leaving the locker room.

"Later man!" Scott yelled.

~~~~

"You did good out there." Sam tells Stiles walking inside their house.

"Thanks Sam, but I know I sucked." Stiles said walking up to his room to shower.

Stiles jumps in the shower and washes his body , he gets out drys and wraps his towel around his waist. He brushes his teeth, then goes to his dresser and gets his batman pjs. He feels like someone is watching him, he looks out his window and sees two bright red glowing eyes in the woods. Stiles blinks and just like that they're gone. He closes his curtains and slips under his covers, he drifts off into a deep sleep.