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Family Business

Date: 2013-05-11 11:20 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] hobnailedboots.livejournal.com
It is four years since her nephews saved the world, two years since her son's best friend became the type of creature she used to hunt, and it is ten years since Susan Stilinski, née Campbell, died. Which is inconvenient.

"Shit, Scott," Stiles says, fingers splayed over ancient pages, "who could have guessed that Beacon Hills was a honeypot for monsters?"

I should have, Susan thinks. I did, damn it, but I convinced myself I was jumping at shadows..

For years, Susan has watched Stiles fight things greater than himself: his panic, her husband's pain, Scott's transformation. Her son may not technically be a hunter, but he's a survivor with a conscience, which is halfway there. When it comes to protecting the people he loves, Stiles will sacrifice everything, which is what Susan's worried about.

Their foe this time isn't a mere coven, or a horde of alphas, or the most ruthless werewolf hunters in the States. Half-human and half-grown, this patchwork pack have fended off that and more, but Susan's hunted for long enough to know that their achievements are half-luck, too.

This is unlike anything she's seen. The pack might not recognise the signs - cattle mutilations, sinkholes, plagues of locusts - but Susan does, and they are ominous. If she goes to the Winchesters, she'll be salted and burned before she can get a word in. The pack's chances aren't much better.

The other ghosts whisper about the Winchesters in tones of awe, fear, or longing, depending how long they've been dead.

Susan's only seen Sam and Dean once since Mary died. It was a chance sighting, from afar: John picked up a thread she was already following, then backed off quick once he realized whose territory he was pissing in. As kids, they didn't intimidate, but she knows enough about their parents to know why they have become so formidable. Mary's strength and fire forged them; John's military control tempered them; and his omnivorous rage has have sharpened their blades. The last thing she wants is to send her son and his friends into the path of two ruthless hunters, bloodkin or not.

Susan vacillates, and the decision is taken from her.

~

Two days after the first case of Croatoan is confirmed, two individuals claiming to be CDC officials show up at the Sheriff's office. Susan's husband is not convinced.

At times like these, she remembers how much she loves him. He knew that she was lying about a great many things, and never pushed her for the truth. He loved her fully and without reservation, and she rewarded his trust by dying when Stiles was seven years old.

"Stilinski?" says the shorter one. Dean, Susan thinks. Mary had the name picked out from the first day she knew she was pregnant - Susan had made the mistake of calling it pedestrian, and Mary had dared her three hundred dollars to name her kid something unique. Her sister was killed long before Stiles was born, but Susan knew Mary would never accept that as an excuse for not following through. Besides, Susan could never resist a dare.

"Stilinski," Dean mutters. "I know that name."

"And what did you say yours was again?"

"It's right there on my badge, sir," says Dean. "We're here to help, but before we can do so we need you to answer a few questions. This is a very dangerous disease, and it has ravaged whole countries."

"When?"

"Your answers need to be one hundred percent truthful, Sheriff. Am I clear?"

"Crystal," says the Sheriff, after a pause.

~

She does not materialize before Derek Hale because he is the leader. She materializes because he is not Stiles.

There are many reasons why Susan didn't let her son know she was still around, and all of them seemed logical - even noble - at the time. Now he needs her help, she realizes that it should have been offered far sooner. She is a coward.

"Don't kill me," she says. She raises her hands palm-up, placating. "It wouldn't do much good, anyway."

Derek's teeth lengthen and his hackles rise. Susan talks fast.

"The CDC guys are hunters," she says. "You need to send a human to talk to the Winchesters, and that human has to be Stiles. That's your only hope of sorting this thing out."

Derek growls, but he doesn't lunge at her, so Susan considers that a victory. For the first time in years, she has power.
Edited Date: 2013-05-11 11:21 pm (UTC)

Date: 2013-05-11 06:22 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] ivotedforsaxon.livejournal.com
Star Trek reboot, Jim/Bones, NBC Revolution!AU, the first time they meet after the blackout.

Date: 2013-05-11 06:25 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] ivotedforsaxon.livejournal.com
Revolution, Miles/Bass, The Devil's Carnival!AU, Bass looks for Miles in Hell. But he has no idea he is in Hell.

Date: 2013-05-11 06:39 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] ivotedforsaxon.livejournal.com
Teen Wolf (TV)/Fright Night (2011), Jerry/Stiles, "You're mine now."

Date: 2013-05-11 07:02 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] mangacrack.livejournal.com
any, any, Blind people smile, even if they have never seen one. It's human nature.

Date: 2013-05-11 07:04 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] mangacrack.livejournal.com
Teen Wolf, Derek + Stiles (+ and/or Peter), When the pain is deep, fear becomes a way of life. You feel out of sync, disconnected.

Date: 2013-05-11 07:08 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] mangacrack.livejournal.com
The Silmarillion, Namo, The pain inside yourself is the only explanation for your desire to cause pain in others.

Date: 2013-05-11 07:15 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] mangacrack.livejournal.com
The Silmarillion, Andreth/Aegnor, if they had married

Date: 2013-05-11 07:36 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] mangacrack.livejournal.com
Highlander, Methos, I prefer liberty with danger to peace with slavery

Date: 2013-05-11 08:21 am (UTC)
ext_442164: Colourful balloons (Default)
From: [identity profile] with-rainfall.livejournal.com
Any, any, gingerheaded sailors

Date: 2013-05-11 08:33 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] ammcj062.livejournal.com
Highlander, Methos + Joe, “Idle gossip.” “Archaeology.” “Same thing!”

Date: 2013-05-11 08:33 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] ammcj062.livejournal.com
Highlander, Methos, I got too big, too noisy. Time to step back into the shadows.

Re: untitled, PG, gen

From: [identity profile] ammcj062.livejournal.com - Date: 2013-05-17 04:52 am (UTC) - Expand

Date: 2013-05-11 08:34 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] ammcj062.livejournal.com
Psych, any, talk like a pirate day

Date: 2013-05-11 08:35 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] ammcj062.livejournal.com
Psych, Shawn, fugitive

Date: 2013-05-11 08:36 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] ammcj062.livejournal.com
Life on Mars, Sam, fever

Date: 2013-05-11 08:50 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] oneiriad.livejournal.com
Vikings, Athelstan & Gyda, she shows him were the wild strawberries grow

Date: 2013-05-11 09:07 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] daria234.livejournal.com
White Collar, Peter & Neal & Elizabeth & Diana & Mozzie & Jones & anyone else you want, the characters reveal who they would "switch teams for" - i.e., who they wouldn't mind sleeping with even though the person is not usually the gender they like (if you write that a character is bisexual, maybe that person just has to say someone who is the opposite of their usual type)

Fill :p

Date: 2013-05-11 09:05 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] nevcolleil.livejournal.com
"I'd have to say... Diana," says Mozzie, and Diana raises her glass in thanks, even as Clinton calls a foul.

"Hey, we know you like women," Jones tells the little man, who snorts before sipping from his chardonnay.

"Yeah, like gender is the greatest determinate of compatibility." Mozzie casts a meaningful eye around him at all of the federal agents in his company, and the others laugh.

It's such a bad idea.

It's silly and pointless, and wildly unprofessional and-

"Peter... It's all in good fun." El winks at him when Peter sighs, which is sexy as hell, but does little to ease his fears. It's too late anyway. Mozzie started it, and now Peter can't put the genie back in the bottle.

"Okay, Diana, so how about you?" Neal moves the game along.

Peter knows what Diana's going to say before she says it from the way she rolls her eyes, and Neal knows it too. He's already clapping his hands together by the time she says, "Caffrey" and Jones boos emphatically.

Peter is never giving these people alcohol again.

"I knew it!" Neal coos, unecessarily pleased.

"Yeah, yeah. I'm still lesbian, Neal, so don't get any ideas."

"Seriously... a terrible idea."

"Oh, Peter."

El pokes him in the side, but Peter's too busy watching Clinton to apologize for being the spoilsport not joining in on everyone else's "fun."

Jones looks nervous suddenly. It's his turn, and he keeps glancing at Neal through the corner of his eye while Neal teases Diana about her confession - like he's worried about how Neal will react to his own answer. Peter gets a sinking feeling. Jones is simultaneously avoiding looking in Peter's direction, and it will be awkward enough, knowing that everyone on his team would sleep with Neal under the right circumstances. If Clinton's picked up on something that Peter had hoped he hadn't-

"Okay, it's gotta be somebody in the room, right?" Jones asks, like he needs to quantify the hypothetical nature of his repsonse. Peter wants desperately to say, 'No. No, it doesn't...' and save them both the discomfort.

But then Jones shocks the room speechless by saying, "Alright, then. Peter."

"Hmm?" Peter's heart thumps, thinking initially that Clinton's taking a time out and addressing him. Worried that Jones, inexplicably, has chosen this moment to call him out on- "Oh. Um... oh."

And then Jones at last meets his eyes, for a second, and Peter gets what kind of nervous his agent looks like. El squeals and Diana immediately begins giving Jones hell about having the 'hots' for his boss.

Mozzie tilts his head to the side as if he's thinking. "Huh. I could see it," he says, thoughtfully. (Peter misses the way Neal glares at his friend at that.)

"Alright, well, obviously I'm saying Diana... and not just because she's the only lady in the room," is El's reveal, which makes Peter's mind go blank for a moment (although he knew this about his wife... they've talked about it several times.) So it doesn't even occur to Peter, at first, to object when Neal blatantly skips him with a wink and a cheshire grin.

"Yes, well, I'm going to get my answer in now, so Peter can take his time trying to skip his turn after I've gotten mine out of the way," Neal tosses out the cheeky prelude to his part in the game.

"Oh, that's just unfair! Why does Peter get to skip?"

'And why is my wife trying to shush Diana,' Peter considers asking, bleary-minded. Then he considers forgoing the rest of the scotch in his glass before Neal begins, "Jones..."

Peter kills his glass, feeling ridiculous for the weight of disappointment settling into the pit of his stomach.

"...I guess great minds think alike," Neal continues. "Because I'm gonna say Peter, too."

Re: Fill :p

From: [identity profile] daria234.livejournal.com - Date: 2013-05-12 03:05 am (UTC) - Expand

Date: 2013-05-11 09:08 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] daria234.livejournal.com
Profit/Any, Profit/any character from another fandom, worthy competitor

Date: 2013-05-11 09:10 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] daria234.livejournal.com
Arrow, Diggle/Felicity, they bring out the best in each other

Date: 2013-05-11 09:10 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] daria234.livejournal.com
Arrow, Oliver/any male character, knowing exactly how much he can take

Date: 2013-05-11 09:12 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] daria234.livejournal.com
Deception, Joanna/or&Vivian, AU where they stayed friends
Edited Date: 2013-05-11 09:12 am (UTC)
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