Stiles felt this sudden urge of pain in his chest the closer it became to the Hale Fire. Today it was October 31st, he could count the weeks on his fingers now, it was terrifying. Kate was going with Derek to a Halloween Party, a few hours before he had to take Cora and Emma and the others Trick or Treating.
Right now Stiles was getting candy into bowls and helping the kids into costumes. He ironically bought himself a costume, which Derek thought was dorky as heck. He wore a Batman costume and including a really crappy batman mask.
But he guesses Peter and Derek have more in common currently than he thought. At least by the looks he was giving Stiles he knew they had a lot of resemblance. Resemblance in face and personality.
Peter stared at Stiles costume shocked and annoyed. "You're so not wearing that." Peter said coming down the stairs annoyed and crossing his arms.
"Hey. Don't knock it because of my age. I'm taking the kids trick or treating too with everyone." Stiles said combing Emma's blond hair rolling his eyes. Cora wore a pink and black batgirl outfit while Emma wore a Tinker bell outfit.
God, Stiles thought in his head.
If there is a God out there, let me not lose these kids. They don't deserve any of the pain they would go through if I don't succeed. Please.. Stiles almost begged internally.
Emma giggled and wrapped her arms around Stiles neck as he took her off the counter. "Derek is off with Kate. He practically begged me to tell her he was sick when she asked him to go." Stiles snorted as he put Emma down.
"I have to run to the store though. Get some groceries for Talia. She's gonna be so busy tonight with handing out cookies at the community center and then later joining us with trick or treating. She won't have time to get more eggs for tomorrow's breakfast."
Stiles grabbed his phone, wallet and started to head out.
"Wait. What the he## do you think you're doing?"
Stiles turned around and looked at Peter. "Leaving?"
"With me and the kids?"
"No with the pink polar bear down the road." Stiles rolled his eyes.
"Yes with you. God can't you be a adult for once? You're like older than me!" Stiles huffed out annoyed.
"I'm only 27."
"Ha! Knew it!"
"Shut up Stiles. Now."
"At least take Johnathan. He's upstairs with Uncle Ron. I can't deal with the kid, he's human and he's still biting my ankles." Peter huffed.
Stiles snorted heading upstairs to see Ron opening the bathroom door holding a little Jonathan. He was in a small teenage ninja turtle outfit, he was barely even five years old. Stiles hearted ached once again.
"Hey. Mind if I take Jonathan off your hands for a bit? I'll get him a ice cream or something. Peter says he can't take care of all the kids. Dweeb if you ask me." Stiles rambled off tickling Johnathan. Johnathan let out a giggle grabbing onto Stiles legs.
Ron laughed and nodded. "Dweeb is a much better word for him."
"Thanks Stiles."
"No problem. And a better word for him would be jack@!!. But you know, child." Stiles said covering Jonathan's ears and smirking.
Stiles went downstairs with John holding his hand and glanced at Peter.
Peter glared at him with a murderous look. Stiles looked at him and pouted. "Its only for like a hour. Maybe not even that."
"Yeah. Whatever. And I'm not a jack@ss, I can totally hear you. Just don't screw anything up while you are off with a kid. "
Stiles rolled his eyes. "Just chill. I'm not gonna die. And you are not gonna set the toaster on fire."
Stiles winced at his own words before opening the door and closing it. Slowly he started walking towards Talia's car the keys in his hands.
"I really need my own car." he said staring at the small silvery car.
Pulling into the grocery store Stiles got out of the car practically slamming into someone. "Shi-
Sorry." Stiles said looking up before freezing. There stood Kate in a black and gold striped outfit wrapped around her body, Stiles assumed it was some sort of hunter type costume.
Stiles had to fight the urge to cover Jonathan's eyes, hell, he didn't fight the urge he straight up did it.
Her outfit had a dark brown wooden bow slung across her back. And a same patterned hood pulled over her head and hair which made Stiles squint to see her face. Her hair was put into uneven curls and she already had at least two hickeys on her neck. Stiles wanted to gag thinking Derek had to deal with her.
She gave a dashing white grin, "Stiles!" she said grinning flipping her hair back. Her chest was showing annoyingly as she moved her shirt back farther. "How are you?"
Stiles swallowed and started to scratch his neck keeping one hand over Jonathan's eyes. "Uh. Hey. Aren't you at a party with Derek?" Stiles didn't question how she knew him, he never actually introduced himself. He did though pick Derek up a few times at school, maybe that was it. He hoped it was that, he can't screw this up now. He's so close. But this is how Kate works, it always is.
"Yeah. Just stopped off to get some drinks. What about you? Who's this little guy?" She asked sweetly bending down to John, tickling him slightly.
John giggled before looking at her.
"You have clown make up!" John exclaimed giggling.
Stiles burst out laughing and grabbed John quickly. "Well nice talking to you Kate got to go bye!" He yelled quickly bolting away at her stone cold face.
A chill ran down his spine and he couldn't wait to get the stuff on the list and leave.
YOU ARE READING
The Past Saving.
Fanfiction"I'm proud of us." <><><><> Stiles Stilinski goes back into the past as a twenty-three year old teenager to prevent Allison Argent's death. He was given only two chances to change these things or else he will be stuck in the past. But instead, along...
