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A/N: I've been on a writer's block for a while. In some ways, this is my attempt to break from it. Enjoy and tell me what you think.

 The  pack had been running when they stumbled upon a body. Not a dead body, like would be expected, but a baby’s alive and cold body. The poor thing had obviously been left there, in the snow.

 The pack alphas didn’t even have to look at each other, the mother took the baby’s cloth in her teeth and ran back to the house, where the younger wolves had stayed. The rest of the pack arrived soon after the mother. She put the bundle in which the baby was on the ground and transformed back in fully human form.

 The alphas’ five years old son approached the baby like you approach a treasure. The baby, now warmer,  smiled. It was bright and happy, even for a baby that young.

 The boy, Derek, smiled and took the bundle in his arm, almost cradling it. He cooed at the baby and the baby reached up for his finger.

 The alphas looked at each other with a knowing smile on their face. A mate can be found young, though it is quite rare. Most wolves don’t find their mates. Period. So finding one so young is rare, very rare.

 The thing with young mates is that they develop an unbreakable bond early and the bond grows into love in the years that follow puberty.

 The way their son was looking at the baby like it was the most precious and treasurable thing in the world was the reason they knew their son had find his mate. Their is no such look as the one of a wolf that lays eyes on his mate for the first time.

 Peter arrived in the house with a letter in between his teeth. He approached the alphas and gave them the letter before stepping back.

 The alphas read the later carefully.

  "If you fin my son," it said, "please take care of him like you would yours! I had to run from a place and I thought safest to leave him where I know people would find him.

His name is Stiles. He is 6 months old.

 Take care of him,

A grateful woman."

-0-

10 years later

"Stiles? Stiles where are you?"

Derek had been looking for Stiles for hours. He had ran when some of Derek’s friends had laughed at him for always being around Derek. They had insulted him and told him to go suck cock somewhere else.

 "Stiles! Come on Stiles! I’ve been looking for you for hours! They shouldn’t have said that. You know I want you around!"

 Derek sighed. He wanted to use his wolf powers but Stiles had hidden in wolfs bane to hide his scent.

 "Stiles! Come on Stiles! You’re starting to scare me."

 Derek was about to turn around and go look somewhere else when he heard Stiles’ scream.

"Stiles? Stiles!"

 Derek started running. He couldn’t change into a wolf yet but he was definitely faster than everyone else in the pack.

 He ran until he was just outside of a clearing. He could smell Stiles again and that had him stop in his track. He listened and heard Lela’s voice.

 "Stiles, honey, I thought I told you to be quiet and listen to me."

 Derek could hear Stiles’ whimper and he growled quietly. 

 "You know, I don’t believe in the whole mated as children bullshit. And I want Derek to myself until I find my mate. So, stay away from him. He’s mine."

 Derek started to smell blood but he felt glued to the spot.

 "Oh look, I bit you and now you’re bleeding. I don’t know what Derek sees in you. A scrawny human brat can surely only be disliked by a hot werewolf teenager."

 Derek heard a whimper again. This one was filled by pain more than fear.

 "Now stay away from him! He’s mine!"

Derek  heard a cracking of bones and that was it. He ran inside the clearing and growled at Lela.

 "Hi Derek. Want to join me babe? I’m trying to hurt the brat as much as possible without killing him."

 Derek growled again and jumped in front of Stiles. He clawed at her and used his authority to make her stop.

 "As son of the Alpha and future Alpha of this pack, I order you to stay away from him. You will go to the Alpha, my father, immediately and tell him all that you did to hurt Stiles and, by doing so, to hurt me."

 Lela whimpered and ran towards the pack house while Derek turned towards Stiles.

 "Is anything broken?"

 Stiles shook his head and tried to get up. As soon as he let his ankle move, he bit his tongue and sat back down. Derek knelt in front of him and started using the mating bond to heal Stiles. It was complicated, exhausting, and painful but he had done it once or twice before.

 Stiles giggled, "Wolfy powers. "

 Derek  made sure Stiles was healed fully before he stood up.

 "Come on Stiles, let’s go back. It’s getting late."

 Stiles stood up and jumped on his back. He looked exhausted and, so, Derek let him stay there. He adjusted the boy’s body and ran back to the house.

 "Derek, is it true that you gave Lela an Alpha order?"

 "Yes, father. I know I shouldn’t have but she was hurting Stiles."

 "So I’ve heard. Go to your room and take Stiles with you. You both look tired."

 "Goodnight dad, goodnight mum."

 "Goodnight honey."

Derek headed for his room, saluting a few people on the way.

 He opened the door and walked to the window, closing it. He put Stiles down on his bed and, instead of going to his own bed, fell behind Stiles, hands tight on his waist his waist and holding him close.

 -0-

5 years later

 "Stiles get up, you have school in an hour."

 Stiles rolled over into the warm body that was poking him awake.

 "Stiles, I’m serious."

 The body moved away from him. He sighed.

 "Fine. Can we at least cuddle a bit more?"

 Derek  took the covers off the bed and walked away.

 "I’ll be waiting downstairs eating bacon and pancakes and I won’t leave you any."

 At that, Stiles jumped off the bed and ran downstairs. Derek laughed and raced after him.

 "Well, well, well. What do we have here?"

 "Get off me Lela!"

 "What are you gonna do, human?"

 "Get off him Lela!"

 "Oh, so hotty Derek is still completely in love with you. Such a pity."

 "Lela, I’m warning you."

 Derek growled and she smirked.

 "Have a nice day in 11th grade, Stiles. It’ll give me more time to get Derek to see the truth."

She walked off and, as always, left Stiles quiet.

 -0-

 When Stiles came back from school, Derek was waiting for him on the porch. They looked at each other and went inside the woods. They walked in silence to the clearing. Not really touching but still close to each other.

 When the clearing appeared in front of them, Derek pulled Stiles down next to him.

 "You know I don’t think like her, right?"

 "Yeah. But I still know she’s right."

 Derek looked at Stiles and Stiles looked anywhere that wasn’t Derek.

"Stiles, baby, we have a mating bond. You can feel it, I can feel it, my parents can feel it, the whole pack can feel it. Any werewolf can feel it."

 Stiles sighed, "I guess. It’s just that being mated to a werewolf that’s 5 years older than me and who is chased by literally every one with an interest in males wasn’t my best move."

 Derek looked at the sky. Stiles did too, after a while.

 Just laying there together. That’s what matters. They held hands and decided that they’d fight for each other.

 -End-

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