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“Stiles?” Derek asked, sounding concerned.
“We need to call the pack,” Stiles said quietly.
“Why?”
“Because dad was wrong.” Stiles clenched his hand more tightly around his phone. “Dad was wrong about this not being Supernatural.”
And Stiles knew he was wrong, because he was staring down at a picture of Alyssa Campbell, with her long dark hair, her almond-shaped eyes, her high cheekbones, and that one little beauty mark down by the right side of her lower lip.
He was staring at the same person he’d been dreaming about for days.
And that dream had started before he even knew anyone was missing.
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17 Feb 2026
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Stiles works at the Paranormal Center for Analysis and Containment. Stiles, his friends and not-so-secret crush, Derek, go head-to head with the unknown. Shades, demons and wannabe witches are only a few of the adversaries that C-PAC faces on a regular basis. With all the fuss- not to mention the Pack's relentless teasing- it's nearly impossible for Stiles to catch Derek alone.
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17 Feb 2026
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Let it never be said that Stiles wasn't able to keep his cool when faced with awkward situations. It'd be right maybe, but it should never be said.
Stiles gasped and spun around, eyes finding Derek immediately. The poor guy looked a bit shell-shocked.
“Oh my god! Dude!” Stiles flailed his arms and lunged forward, tripping a bit and catching himself on Derek’s arms. “You have to fake date me!”
“What?”
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17 Feb 2026
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"I miss you." It was a whisper of a breath and Stiles' voice broke in the middle.
Noah was still standing in the hallway, still reeling from the agony in his son's voice, when the bathroom door opened and Stiles was stood blinking at him.
"Dad." Stiles' voice was rough and Noah felt his own throat tighten in response to Stiles' pain. "What are you doing out here?"
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