Instinct

                                    

                                          
I wake up with a start and clutch at the sheets binding me. I blink and take in a breath, careful to calm my erratic heart incase of a panic attack.
                          
I struggle to be free of my shackles of a blanket and cheer in triumph, only to kiss the floor. The thump echoes in the room and I'm pretty sure the pack heard me.
                          
How ya doing, kid? 
                          
I twist my body and can see Void laying next to me, face full of worry.
I scoff at him and he frowns. "Like you don't know, you almost fucking bit my arm off!" I whisper harshly and go to strangle him when the scent of Peter is the only warning for me to go limp before he's basically storming the room.
                          
"Hey, how are we doing this morning?" He chuckles as he squats to pat my head. I swat at him and move to get up only to slip and fall into Peter. Gracefully might I add. Gracefully my ass you land-dolphin , Void chortles in my thoughts and I mentally strangle him, revelling in the sounds of his suffering. I'm shaken of out my thoughts when Peter pulls me up his body so we're face to face. He tucks his face into my neck and I shiver when he noses behind my ear.
                          
"I'm glad you're still as clumsy as ever..thought I lost you for a moment and I almost myself there too."
                          
He sighs and I can't process this. He almost went rogue again? Because he was scared for me? I let out a wavering breath, my heart thundering as I shift for a hug. "I'm here, still alive and I-I'm not going anywhere anytime soon.."I murmur.
                          
I guess he takes comfort in that as he finally pulls back. He stares into my eyes for awhile and I swear I can see a fire burning in them, then moves to get up, scooping me up along. I yelp as something pinches my ass and when I take a glance at him, I can see Peter's signature blank look. He totally just pinched me, didn't he? I think as I look at him incredulously. 
                          
Can you blame him? We totally have a bubble butt! Void cheers as he starts twerking on the ceiling. I can only suffer at the sight of my own self twerking and I sigh, I guess we do have a bubble butt... I reluctantly agree and fold my arms. Deciding to take my thoughts away from my dumbass spirit mentor, I stop Peter by pulling his face down to meet my mine.
                          
"Where are we going anyway? Breakfast?" I question and he only smirks before licking his lips.
                          
"You're just going to have to find out.." He says and proceeds to throw me down the stairs. When did we even reach the stairs?! I think as I scream and flip him the bird before briefly breaking my fall on Jackson. Huh, that felt long for such a short fall.
                          
"You asshole! When I get my abilities under control, I will fucking kill you and THEN resurrect you just to repeat the process!" 
                          
His answering laugh kills a little of my soul as he winks back and I scowl before getting off Jackson. I grumble as I pull him up and dust us off. He glares at Peter's retreating form and before he can say a word, I hush him. For once in my life, Jackson doesn't retaliate and just nods, steering me to who knows wherever. Minutes into our walk and I break the silence.
                          
"Sorry for falling on you.."
                          
"Nah, it's cool. I'll kill Peter when I see him next. Just happy I broke your fall." His chirpy attitude throws me off but I shove it onto the back burner for now. 
                          
"Where are we anyway? If my memory serves me right, I don't think Derek's loft was this huge.." I murmur as I stare at peculiar paintings. Jackson only hums as he opens a door and I'm smacked in the face with the scent of heaven. I moan at the sight of bacon and lunge for them, only to be caught beforehand. 
                          
I hiss and turn to bite at the person when I see it's Scott. He's looking at me weirdly and I make a face, "What's with the face?"
                          
"You just hissed at me, as if you were a wild animal."
                          
I laugh,"That? I'm pretty sure 'wild animal' is an overexaggeration Scott."
                          
He opens his mouth to speak but shuts it back, shaking his head. Good, finally learned when to pick his battles, I grin as he releases me and I scarf down the bacon. Wiping my mouth, I open my arms for Scott.
                          
"C'mere Scotty, I'm sorry I hissed at you.." I grin as I pull a sulking Scott into my arms. I purr as I nuzzle his hair and it just makes him grumble into my chest. I laugh at the overgrown affectionate puppy before releasing him with a noogie.
                          
Satisfied with a belly full of bacon, I decide now is as good a time to ask where the hell wherever this is. "By the way, where in the hell am I?"
                          
Malia perks up and answers, " Oh, didn't Peter tell you? Derek finally managed to find us a Pack House!"
                          
What? When did this happen ? I practically grin as I go to pull Liam along with me, ignoring his whimpers of hunger to instead explore. 
                          
As soon as we're out of the house , I let go of the pup's hand and let him take over the guide. Despite his words of reluctance , I could tell he was pretty excited to show me around. Show me what exactly? I muse as I smile at the pup as he basically bounces around from door to door, showing me where everything was.
                          
"This last room is the Pack Office or ,as I've dubbed it , 'Derek's Man Cave'. He mostly just broods around in here." Liam's attempt of mocking Derek sends me into a fit of laughter as he tries to attempt the signature ' Hale Glare'. It's quickly turned to me choking on my spit as Derek rounds the corner and he raises an eyebrow at Liam's impression of him.
                          
I just smile sheepishly and grab Liam before running away. "Stiles? WHat's wrong?" Liam tries to question between winded breaths as we run through this maze of a house. Just as soon as we reach the outside and I sigh with relief of my pup not being murdered, Derek appears directly in front of me as soon as I blink.
                          
"Liam! RUN, Derek saw you mocking him! " I warn as I push him towards the tree line . He takes a second for it to register before running away from us like he had the devil on his tail, and let's face it. An angry Derek is the Devil. I turn back to Derek to see him already trying to after Liam before I grab ahold of him and squeeze him in a bearhug. I hold him in my arms just until Liam's back disappears from our line of sight.
                          
"Well, I really like what you did for the pack Derek. Getting for us a new Pack house." I try and praise him to soften his glare and take his mind off killing Liam. It softens but i can tell he will still go after the pup, even though he's less bloodthirsty now. I sigh as I release him and he grins triumphantly before turning to give chase. That is until i open my mouth again.
                          
"Don't be too harsh on the pup, Alpha.." I say softly with a smile as I walk back towards the house. I can practically feel his stare on me as I shut the door behind me . I take my time to wander aimlessly before heading to the living room, the sounds of shouts and giggles making me burst with love for everyone. We may not be pack but i still care dearly for them all. I stop at the doorway to the living room, grinning as I hear Derek's racing heartbeat getting closer and closer until I'm swept off my feet, literally.
                          
"What a bad boy you've been Stiles, teasing me with my title.." He growls out softly as he squeezes me in his arms and I relish how safe I feel in his arms. I just reach back to pat his head as he carries me into the room.
                          
" I don't know what you mean Derek. I just addressed you by your official title ..or was I wrong, Alpha?" I can feel him shiver behind me as he sets me down in his lap. Peter just cackles at his nephew and I can't help but join in.  It stops though the moment Derek presses me down against him and I feel it. Definitely not a gun.. I think as I momentarily short circuit at how large it feels.
                          
"Uh.. Scotty!Need a hand beating  Isaac there?" I gasp out as Derek starts to grind into me from behind but at Scott's nod, I quickly make my escape as I reach back to squeeze Derek. He yelps at the unexpected pressure and is momentarily distracted and I take that to my advantage.
                          
So that's how I spend the rest of the day at the new house. Playings games with Isaac and Scott, banter and question things with Peter and finally cuddle with  Jackson as I help him through homework, pointedly ignoring Derek's smug grin and heated stares. Liam nowhere to bee seen but guessing on the squeals of the girls and how fast they moved to get out, I'd guessed he needed new clothes cause he somehow tore his during his escape.