another night's dawn (teen wolf, derek/stiles) EPILOGUE
another night's dawn
epilogue
The grimy cement obviously wasn’t deemed necessary to a broom treatment when it was a dark, creepy corridor that led to a werewolf torture chamber. He could feel trekked earth, and probably glass, trying to break the skin on his palms and cut through his trousers.
derek/stiles. ♢ teen wolf. ♢ pg-13. ♢ pre-slash, au after 1x11.
if i owned them, my fanfics would actually be episodes.
another night's dawn.
epilogue.
It had been a long day at work, and Scott was looking forward to his run home. His boss was still mum on how he was connected to any of this, but he could tell that the man was otherwise human, and the threat of Peter and Kate both still being out there was frightening. He could use the release of endorphins that came with each pounding step to the pavement. If anyone thought it weird that he ran eight miles home like it was nothing, he’d say it was lacrosse training.
“I can finish up here, Scott,” Deaton said jovially. He smiled with a hint of amusement at seeing Scott in his new favorite room of the office - the kennel. The dogs treated him like he was their alpha, which he pretty much was with being the strongest animal in the room, and Scott loved that little bit of power and control. “You go on home.”
Scott smiled up at his boss, rubbing a collie on its neck before ushering her back into her cage. He hated having to leave them caged like this, but he didn’t think his mother would appreciate coming home to a dozen dogs running through her house. With a promise to see them tomorrow, he headed out.
Deaton watched as Scott gathered his things, reminded him about menial things they’d have to do tomorrow - including collaring “the world’s most annoying black Pomeranian that looks and acts like a demon from hell” - and waved at him one last time from the doorway to the alley.
He watched from the back as Scott began his pace at a jog, before the goodnatured smile melted from his face and he went back into his business. He made sure the back door was locked; the sign was flipped on the front door and locked as well before he headed into his office where his visitor sat.
“He’s gone.”
His brown eyed companion startled slightly, turning in the chair to face him. “He’s gotten so big since I last saw him. I suspect they all have, haven’t they?”
“It’s been nearly a decade since you’ve been in Beacon Hills, everyone’s grown a little since then.” Deaton retorted dryly, his elbows perching on the arm rests as he sat in his chair, opposite the other person. His fingers folded together, eyes scrutinizing. “Are you sure you’re ready for this?”
“It’s time. He needs me, now more than ever.”
“True. But he’s not going to know how to react to this… news, and whatever reaction he may have will most definitely not be a positive one. Upsetting him at this point in time is a very dangerous thing to do.”
“I know. I have a lot to explain.” The agreement was under their breath, eyes downcast.
“Peter will eventually be back. I’ve heard he’s up in Washington right now, trying to find more for his pack. It won’t take him long, and he’ll grow stronger with each addition. You’ll have to tell him the whole story, starting from the beginning.” Deaton thumbed through the inventory reports, feeling the emotions in the room heightening with each anxious breath from his friend.
“We won’t have the decade it’ll take for that, Deaton. If Peter comes back while I’m here, we’re all going to be in grave danger.”
“When are you going to show yourself to him?” He looked up to see the indecision, the fear.
A deep breath was taken, holding it for a pregnant pause before releasing it on a woeful sigh. “I have a few things to clear up and put into motion, and then I’ll be back. I just… I had to see him to make sure he was safe after what you told me about Peter and to check out Derek, make sure he wasn’t misleading my son.”
“We’re watching out for him, for all of them, you know that.” Deaton promised, leaning forward to rest his palms on the desk, pushing himself to stand. “Do what you have to do and get back. Things are about to get a lot worse around here.”
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Spin-off series - Hollow Of My Eyelids (Coming soon)
Sequel - A Warm Gun (Coming December)
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EDIT: I've gone through as of 10/2 to replace 'Deacon' with 'Deaton' upon Jeff Davis confirming that is the vet's name via Twitter. If I missed any, sorry. I was only one letter off! Lol. I honestly didn't remember that they'd mentioned it on the show.
It's over! :( I don't want this one to be over, lol. I'm actually quite sad. I know there will be more stories to this series, but this is the first, and it's kind of like what I imagine it would be to leave your firstborn at school all day for the first time, lol.
I really want to thank everyone that's reviewed this story. The response between FFN and here has been amazing. I've had bad experiences in fandoms in the past, especially when I've introduced original characters to the plot, so I wanted to especially thank people for not abandoning the story as soon as Brenna and Zane came in, and didn't lash out against them.
The next story up in the 'verse (I've still yet to name it, lol) will be a story made up of one/two/three-shots to glean what's happened between the end of this chapter and the beginning of the next story. 8 months will have passed between Another Night's Dawn and A Warm Gun. However, A Warm Gun won't be up until December because it's for the Teen Wolf Big Bang on LiveJournal, and that's when we'll be allowed to start posting.
Again, thank you so, so, much for your support of my story. It means so much to me.
I hope you're all having a good weekend, and until next time, see ya!
- Ashley aka callmeadreamer
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