His father was safe. Scott's mom, too. It was the best feeling in the world, to know that at least for a little bit everyone was okay. It would take some time to get used to his dad knowing about werewolves and other supernatural creatures, and even longer to try to keep him from trying to get too involved.
Then again, there was the whole 'darkness' thing that Deaton talked about... that hadn't been too fun yet, and it would definitely take a lot of getting used to. Sure, Stiles already had problems before with feeling this pit of blackness envelope around him every so often, so at least he had that to compare it to. The last time it was bad, he couldn't relax until he held his breath, which had only happened when Lydia kissed him.
But, she was back with Aiden again, of course, because that was just how his life went. There were some things that he had learned to expect.
Of course, what he didn't expect was ending up stranded in some random out-of-a-fairytale village. He had fallen asleep in his own room that night and woken up here, and in the middle of a cemetery at that. It was early in the morning and the sun was just starting to come up, fog settling in amongst the gravestones. Not fun, so not fun at all. Stiles didn't attempt to leave at first until he heard a sort of crunching sound (probably just leaves) that totally spooked him and then he was running out of there as fast as he could, tripping over his own feet.
"What. The. Hell?"
[[It's Dani (Castiel-mun) with 'Stiles' Stilinski from Teen Wolf! First new pup in a long while. :) Allow him to run into your pup closer to the cemetery or on the street, up to you! OTA!]]