Stiles POV

Last night after Stefan showed Stiles his room he gave Stiles his bag, which included his phone, laptop, and Adderall. Stefan told him that if he used any of it to attempt to run away, Stefan would break them and then his legs.

Stiles got ready for bed but before he could fall asleep, his phone went off. He checked it and the contact simply read 'Big Bad Wolf'.

Stiles answered the call, already having a feeling about who it is that is calling him.

"Hello?" Stiles asked hesitantly.

"Hello Little Red." Klaus said tauntingly.

"Klaus. How did you get my phone number? My phone has a passcode." Stiles questioned.

"Not important. What is important though is my hybrids." Klaus stated.

"Fine your hybrids as more important than how you got into my phone. Now why are you calling me this late at night?" Stiles asked feeling fed up with the whole day.

"Well, I'm sure you're wondering why I allowed Stefan to give you your stuff back and that is because I am in need of your assistance and as you've previously pointed out you need more than just your own mind to get the answers I seek. Therefore, you get your stuff back." Klaus said, answering a question that Stiles really didn't ask.

"That's great and all but you still haven't actually said what you need me to do with them so can you please tell me so that I can finally get some sleep in a bed and not in the back of a truck." Stiles said starting sarcastic but just ending up frustrated.

"Your no fun. Oh well, what I need from you Love is for you to find me werewolves so that I can create more hybrids." Klaus said

"Fine, I will get on that first thing tomorrow morning." Stiles informed.

"No, you will do it now." Klaus ordered.

"Klaus..." Stiles sighed out. "I understand that vampires are nocturnal creatures and that you guys have the ability to stay awake far longer than is normal, but I am human and in order for my everything to work properly I need at the very least 8 hours of sleep every night or my brain that, let me remind you, you need will not be able to function properly. So I am going to go to bed and then the first thing tomorrow I am going to research the hell out of where any werewolves might be...okay?"

"You know just because I'm not standing right next to you, that doesn't mean I can't punish you for your sass. But you've made some good points, so I shall let this go for now and I will let you sleep but you should know that if you talk to me like that again I will hurt those that you love...are we clear?" Klaus threatened.

"Crystal." Stiles gritted out.

"Good. I shall be expecting to get a list of places from you tomorrow then Little Red." Klaus said before hanging up the phone.

This is why Stiles finds himself downstairs at a truly horrid hour with no coffee to be found because don't need it with his laptop plugged in, in front of him as he works while trying desperately to ignore the horrific game of twister happening next to him.

Stiles can tell that Stefan is doing all this just to rile him up as he keeps looking over at Stiles face, smirking and then asking if Stiles would like to join him.

"Uh-oh. Alexandra, left hand, please." Stiles can hear Stefan saying with glee, although he is trying desperately to ignore him and it's because of that he misses the moment Stefan's brother enters the room.

"Hey, the two brunettes on the staircase owe me a Persian rug." Stiles looks up at the new voice making him see the bloody half naked girls wondering about the room.

"You mean, they owe us a Persian rug? It's my house, too, brother. Ooh! Would you like a spin? Stiles is being boring and won't join in." Stefan says smirking, holding out the spinner to his brother.

"So, this is what Klaus had in mind when he compelled you to protect Elena and babysit this one." Stefan's brother said with derision.

"These ladies are helping me be all that I can be." Stefan simply explained.

"And you're sure it has nothing to do with seeing just how pale you can make the human." Stefan's brother asked causing Stefan to just smirk.

Stiles really needs to find out what Stefan's brother's name is because this is getting tedious. He can't keep calling him Stefan's brother in his head.

Someone knocking at the door breaks the little staring contest happening between the brothers.

Stefan's brother goes and opens the front door revealing Rebekah.

"Where's Stefan?" She demands

She enters quickly dumping her shopping bags on the couch next to Stiles.

"Who the hell are you?" Stefan's brother demands.

Rebekah ignores him as she spots Stefan and says frustrated, "He left me here. My brother actually left me here."

"Oh, I'm sorry. Your tone implies that I'm actually supposed to care." Stefan replies flippantly.

"You're Klaus' sister." Stefan's brother voices in surprise.

This causes Rebekah to turn towards him, "Rebekah. Pleasure, I'm sure. Which one's my room?"

"Damon" Stefan's brother, Damon replies.

Finally, Stiles thinks, he has a name to call him.

"You're not staying here." Stefan denies.

This causes Rebekah to turn back toward Stefan then back to Damon. "Rude. Both of you. I'll see to it myself."

She starts going towards the stairs, "Grab my bags for me Little Red." She shouts.

This causes Stiles to look up from his laptop blink in her direction then look at all the bags sat next to him. He then looks at the blood, half naked women and the vampire that made this mess.

"Coming!"

As Stiles is stepping over the bodies of the two brunettes on the stairs, he hears Stefan say, "So, I guess she's staying here."

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Stefan's POV

Stefan decided to leave Stiles in Rebekah's care while he went to school to keep an eye on Elena. But to do that he had to find her first.

He uses his vampire hearing to search for her and once he's found her voice in the sea of other highschoolers he follows it. It leads him to a bathroom.

He gets there just in time for Elena to come out and bump into him. "Hello, Elena."

"What are you doing here?" She asks him.

"What do you mean? I'm going back to school. Go Timberwolves!" Stefan replies mockingly.

"What? Why?" Elena asks and it honestly leaves Stefan wondering what he ever saw in the girl, it certainly wasn't her brains.

"Klaus wants me to keep an eye on you. I'm just doing what I'm told." Stefan says dumbing it down for her to understand.

"I'm going to be late for class." She says hurriedly trying to leave.

Stefan grabs her arm and stops her, "Oh, class is this way."

"Let go of me, Stefan." Elena says with fear causing something warm and fuzzy to build in Stefan's chest.

"Elena, do you think I want to be a senior for the 100th time? No. but if I don't have a choice in the matter, then neither do you." Stefan says still holding the now struggling girl.

"I said let go of me."

"Let her go." Alaric echo's Elena from behind him and Stefan can't be having that. So, he turns around grabs Alaric and pushes him against the locker.

"Stefan, stop it!" Elena calls out.

"You're not gonna want to get in my way. Okay Ric? I will see you both in history." With that he left.

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Stefan walks into the history classroom and finds some random guy sat in his seat.

"You're in my seat." Stefan compels the guy making him stand up and leave what he now believes to be Stefan's property.

Stefan smiles at Elena and sits down next to her, ignoring the way Caroline is looking at him. "Hey you!" He says with a happy lilt forced into his voice.

"Welcome back, seniors. Let's turn our brains back on, starting with the country's original founders...the Native Americans."

Stefan sees Rebekah enter the classroom and a sense of dread fills his body.

"What about the Vikings?" She asks as she then takes a seat.

"There's no evidence that Viking explorers actually settled in the United States. Who are you?" Alaric questions having not met Rebekah before.

"My names Rebekah. I'm new. And history's my favourite subject." She states.

Stefan removes his phone from his pocket and texts Rebekah, "Where the hell is Stiles? You were supposed to be keeping an eye on him."

He then texts Stiles, "Where are you?"

Rebekah only glances at her phone and then ignores Stefan's message causing him to feel more unsettled.

Stiles however replies, "I'm in your house. Don't worry I'm not planning on going anywhere."

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Stiles POV

Stiles has just replied to Stefan.

Ever since Stiles was left at the boarding house alone, he has been researching the most likely places werewolves of Klaus' type would live. After all he isn't going to risk angering a thousand-year-old hybrid.

Portland is the most likely place for them to be as there have been many sightings over the years there. Stiles didn't use or ask any of his contacts to try and find werewolves which made the process ten times harder, but it also meant that no one would find out Stiles was helping the immortal hybrid. If anyone found out that he was helping the trust that he has built up over the years will disappear in an instant.

Once he's done texting Stefan, he activates his silencing runic tattoos so that no one can hear him and then he proceeds to text Danny and Lydia to see if they are available to do a group call.

He hears back from Danny first he doesn't have class until the evening, so he is free until 1:30pm. Lydia takes 20 minutes to reply, she won't be free to talk until 12:00pm it's currently 11:46am.

I guess I will just have to wait.

While waiting he makes the decision to open his email that he uses specifically for college. His professors have been emailing him the class slides as well as class work to do while he is dealing with his 'family emergency'. He is able to go through the work for 2 of the lectures that he has missed as he was already ahead, before its time to group call Lydia and Danny.

"Hey guys, so how have you both been? I'm doing great. I've missed you both so much." Stiles starts off suddenly feeling nervous about how they will react to his news about being kidnapped.

"Stiles. What is it that you wan to talk about because is definitely is not because you missed us?" Lydia interjects.

"It could be. What makes you think that I don't miss you?" Stiles questions, still trying to distract them from what he really needs to talk about.

"If it was then you would have been at our weekly chat...but you weren't." Danny states.

"Fine. But just for the record I do miss the both of you and the only reason I wasn't able to answer the call is because I was kidnapped and didn't have my phone on me." Stiles says.

"What do you mean you were kidnapped!" Lydia asks voice getting louder with each word she says.

"Oh yeah, that was why I wanted to speak to you both...I've been kidnapped. Surprise?" Stiles says nervously.

Danny just laughs at him.

"Danny you're not helping. Stiles tell me everything." Lydia orders.

"Okay, so just over a week ago I was dropping of a package for a witch I know and as I was walking back home, I felt like I was being watched. Which I was, anyway, I managed to shake off one of my kidnappers but not the other one who I ended up bumping into. They hit me round the back of the head and later I woke up in their car. Long story short I was taken to Chicago because they wanted me to answer their questions which I have but now I'm in Virginia and they won't let me leave." Stiles says cutting off a large amount of the story and not giving them nearly enough information.

"You're a moron." Lydia informs Stiles.

"I mean compared to you yes but how did you get to this conclusion this time?" Stiles questions.

"I have told you so many times to stop dropping off packages yourself and to just use a damn delivery service. But do you listen? No! Instead, you go and deliver the packages and you get yourself kidnapped. You moron." Lydia chastises.

"Hey!" Stiles squawks down the phone while Danny just hums in agreement.

"Now Stiles your long story short left out far too much detail tell me who, why and what you've been doing since you've been kidnapped." Lydia instructs.

"I was kidnapped by the Original hybrid and the Ripper of Monterey." Stiles answers quietly hoping that his answer didn't set off fireworks.

"An Original? You were kidnapped by an Original?" Danny questions before continuing, "well, I shall write a great eulogy for your funeral."

"Danny that is not helping the situation." Lydia admonishes him before saying, "besides there is no way I would let you write the eulogy, that's my job."

"I hate you both." Stiles says. "Anyway, I was kidnapped to help Klaus figure out why he couldn't make any more hybrids, which I managed to figure out, without the help of any of my books or laptop, by the way."

"Oh, you're on a first name basis with the man that's going to kill you, how nice." Danny says sarcastically.

"I'm not going to die. Klaus wants me alive." Stiles states.

"Okay that explains why you are still alive, but you haven't explained why he wants you alive and how you are able to make this call right now." Lydia says bring both boys back on topic.

"Klaus wants me to be his full-time researcher and he doesn't rust me enough to let me go. He thinks I will run. So, at the moment he is trying to decide whether or not to let me go back to California or to set me up in a house where I will be constantly watched by his minions. And I'm able to make this call because right now Klaus isn't in town and the person, he has watching me is out protecting the ingredient to make hybrids." Stiles answers Lydia's questions

"Right. Do you want to tell me how that works? How does someone just make hybrids?" Danny asks.

"We don't have time for that Danny. Stiles can tell us once we've got him back home and safe. So, what we really need is a plan." Lydia says taking control of the conversation.

Lydia promptly starts talking about the best ways to get Stiles out of this mess.

"Maybe we can bargain." Danny suggests when Lydia has finally stopped grilling Stiles on everything that has happened and everything that he has noticed while being kidnapped.

"Using what? I don't have anything o bargain other than my research abilities." Stiles questions.

"Us. You could bargain our powers. Banshees are rare and Danny's ability to mix magic with electronics is highly sort after." Lydia says.

"That's what I was thinking." Danny states.

"I'm so happy to have you guys but there is no way I'm going to bargain my freedom by possibly removing yours. Plus, it's bad enough I've already accidently name dropped Lyd's. I'm not risking it." Stiles disagrees.

"Fine but at least think about it, like a last resort or something." Danny pleads.

"No, I don't need him knowing anything about you." Stiles says again.

They all continue to bounce ideas off each other before Danny says, "I need to get ready for class guys."

"Okay then let's wrap this up. Stiles message us any updates about your situation when you can. Danny you and I are going to talk whenever we are free to come up with any ideas on how to get Stiles out of this situation safe and sound." Lydia instructs them both. "Stiles what's best for you, email or texts for when we finally come up with a plan?"

"Email. I don't want to risk anyone knowing that I am keeping in touch with you. I don't want to be accused of trying to run." Stiles states

"Okay, we shall keep in touch. Bye." Danny says

"Goodbye." Lydia says before hanging up.

Once they all hang up, Stiles goes back to doing schoolwork.

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Stefan's POV

Schools over and it's time for after school programs to start which is why Stefan finds himself on the running track making his way towards Elena.

"Look at you being all fit. Hey, you going to the bonfire tonight? Sounds like fun, right?" Stefan says mockingly.

"Seriously, Stefan, Leave me alone. Don't you have that man to babysit or something?" Elena replies huffily. She then turns around and runs in the opposite direction.

Stefan just starts running backwards easily keeping up with her.

"You think I'm annoying now? Wait till homecoming. Hey, who you bringing, by the way? I don't want to be weird." Stefan asks.

Before Elena can say anything however, a guy bumps into her.

"I'm sorry." The guy apologises quickly.

Stefan immediately feels his body moving and before he realises what he's doing he has pushed the guy down, "Watch it dick!"

"Who are you?!" Elena demands.

Feeling annoyed at the way Klaus compulsion makes him react Stefan angrily replies, "I'm the guy who's been assigned to protect a human blood bag. I mean no offense or anything."

Stefan just watches as Elena walks away from him.

"What?!" He asks as if he has no idea why that would hurt her feelings.

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Stiles POV

Stiles managed to get most of his class work done and send a couple more locations or possible werewolf dens to Klaus before Stefan came home and ordered Stiles to get up as they were going to a high school bonfire party in the woods. Everything about Stefan's sentence made Stiles wince he was going to be the adult crashing teenagers partying not to mention the bonfire. In the middle of the woods. Surrounded by all that flammable material. Stiles was not looking forward to it.

But that didn't stop Stefan from dragging Stiles to where he is now. In the woods surrounded by drunk teenage idiots with Stefan whispering in his ear about which one he should take home to feed on.

"Oh, look there's Rebekah" Stiles suddenly announces and starts walking over to her. He wonders what it says about him that he would rather spend time with a vampire that could kill him at any second than the one that has been compelled to no be able to hurt him.

As Stiles gets closer, he notices that she's having trouble with the beer keg thing...Stiles doesn't know what it is okay. He didn't go to any high school parties back when he was in high school despite both Lydia and Danny inviting him to a few. He much preferred spending his time at the jungle, the only gay bar in Beacon Hills.

"You all right there?" Stiles hears Stefan say from behind him because of course the man decided to follow him.

"I thought Tyler would be here," Rebekah pouts.

"You're into Tyler now? That's kind of fickle." Stefan replies nonplussed.

"When you're willing to give me the time of day again, then we'll talk. Until then, a girl has needs." Rebekah says curtly.

"Good for you." Stiles says smiling at Rebekah. Rebekah smiles back.

Before anyone else can say anything, Elena arrives and pours herself some beer in a move that seems highly deliberate to Stiles.

"Excuse me."

"Elena, hi. What are you doing?" Stefan asks.

"I'm having fun, Stefan. You have a problem with that?" Elena replies defensively before drinking her whole cup of beer.

"All right, take it easy. We both know you're kind of a lightweight." Stefan says with something that almost sounds like concern in his voice.

"Uh-huh. Really? You think I'm going to let a blood addict tell me how to drink?" Elena leaves with that last remark causing both Stiles and Rebekah to laugh at Stefan.

Stefan goes to follow her before he stops and looks at Stiles.

"Go. Go...look I promise to stay with Rebekah." Stiles says.

Stefan looks at Rebekah before nodding his head and walking off.

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Stiles received a text from Klaus asking if he has anything more specific than just Portland.

"Hey, do you mind if I go over there to call your brother?" Stiles asks a miserable looking Rebekah.

"Yeah sure." She replies moodily.

Stiles then calls Klaus.

"What?"

"Hey Stiles, thank you for those names of places werewolves might be. You have greatly helped me on my quest to making hybrids even though you are risking your reputation for me. Oh no problem and thank you for taking note of th..."

"STILES! Why did you call me?"

"Look at places near the Powell Butte Nature Park. For werewolves. They're going to need a place to run when they turn and that is the largest forest that I can find plus there have been several wolf sightings there."

"And you had to call me to tell me this why?"

"Honestly, I'm bored. And surround by a lot of drunk teenagers."

"Why are you surrounded by drunk teenagers?"

"There's some beginning of the year bonfire that the seniors of Mystic Falls do, or at least I hope these people are seniors and Stefan dragged me"

"And where is Stefan?"

"He is currently stalking his ex-girlfriend."

"And he left you alone?"

"No, he left me with Rebekah, and she is currently...stabbing Damon?"

"And what did he do to deserve that?" Stiles can hear him laughing through the phone.

"I have no idea because I was talking with you and now, I am alone."

"Well, we can't be having that. You might run off."

"I won't run, I've already had the opportunity to run, and I haven't."

"Why not?"

"Honestly?"

"That would be preferred."

"I want you to trust me so you will let me go."

Klaus says nothing for so long Stiles is worried the line has been disconnected.

"Are you trying to manipulate me?"

"No."

"Because if you are, let me tell you now it will not work."

"I'm not I promise. I'm just hoping my honesty and speedy research ability despite not currently being in your grasp will make you realise that you don't need me next to you for you to get what you need from me." Stiles prays he hasn't just said the wrong thing.

"Okay I believe you...I have to go know Stiles, why don't you head back to the boarding house."

"Okay." Stiles agrees immediately.

"Oh, and one more thing Stiles."

"Yes."

"You are always in my grasp. Goodbye." The phone then goes dead leaving Stiles with an uncomfortable churning in his gut.

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Stefan's POV

Stefan follows the sound of the heartbeat he knows so well and arrives at the bleachers to the outdoor football pitch. He spots Elena lying at the top of them.

"I used to know every constellation. How did I forget them all?" Elena asks obviously drunk.

"You're drunk. You need to go home." Stefan states with humour tinting his words.

Stefan watches as Elena gets up, clearly wasted by the way she's swaying.

"Fine. Unh. Let me find my car." Elena says.

"You're joking, right?" Stefan asks incredulous.

"Uh-oh. It's the fun police. I thought that ripper Stefan was supposed to be the life of the party." Elena says mockingly.

"Well, all right. I'm driving you home. Come on." Stefan says already fed up with babysitting duty.

Stefan watches as she climbs over the railing of the bleachers, swinging her body over the edge. "What are you five? Get down." Stefan orders.

"Why? Are you afraid that I'm going to..." Elena lets go of the bar and wobbles like she's going to fall before quickly grabbing the bar. "Oh. Ha. That was close. Klaus would not be happy with you."

"You're hilarious." Stefan simply replies while his whole body is on edge, prepared to catch her at any moment.

"Look, Stefan, no hands." Elena says before removing her hands from the bar again, she starts to fall back but catches the railing just before she can fall.

Stefan can feel his frustration at this whole situation boiling up as Elena laughs. But just as quick as she started laughing, she started screaming. The bar had slipped through her drunk grasp, and she was falling to the ground.

Stefan using his vampire speed, moves faster than the human eye can see and arrives just in time to catch her before she can hit the ground.

"I knew you'd catch me." Elena says breathlessly.

Stefan can't help but find himself looking into Elena's eyes as he gently puts her feet back on solid ground. He can feel a warm tugging sensation coming from his chest, just behind his ribs. But before Stefan can try and figure out what he's feeling, he feels two sudden sharp pains coming from behind.

Vervain.

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Stefan wakes up to someone shaking his shoulder.

"Stefan!" He hears Elena calling his name desperately.

Looking around blearily he can see that he is in the back of a car, and he smells smoke. The car is on fire and Elena is trapped in with him. Thinking quickly Stefan breaks open the trunk of the car using his feet and the last of his energy. He promptly passes out again.

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Stefan wakes up shortly after the car explodes, in the school parking lot, alone. He feels dizzy and weak from the vervain but gets up anyway and makes his way to his car and opens the trunk to grab a blood bag.

He consumes five before he starts to feel steady on his feet again.

Stefan drives home. He can hear several heart beats in the house and talking between his brother and Elena. He gets out of his car and speeds up to his room to shower and change.

Once done Stefan checks on Stiles and then walks to where he hears Elena and Alaric making their way to the front door.

"Well, you got me tonight. Definitely wasn't expecting that." Stefan states.

"That was the point." Alaric says.

"Yeah. You know, you can hate it all you want, but Elena needs me. I'll always protect her. I think you're both better off having me around. I mean look at Stiles...being so...obedient."

Stefan watches as Elena ushers Alaric out of the door but before she follows him out Stefan can't help but ask, "Elena, wait. You could have let me die in that fire tonight. Why didn't you?"

"Because I still have hope." Elena replies simply.

"After everything I've done, you...you still think I'll be able to find my humanity again." Stefan states.

"Yes, I do. I know who you really are, better than anyone, Stefan. And I'm not giving up." Elena says passionately.

"Elena, do you have any idea how pathetic that makes you?" Stefan asks in amusement.

"No, Stefan, it makes me strong." Elena disagrees before promptly punching Stefan in the stomach, where he feels two stakes drive into his stomach and then walks out of the door.

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