He wakes up in his childhood room. Bright orange T-shirt and lime green shorts. He looks around in the dark tapping at the linkin park posters on the wall. He gets out of bed. Wriggles his toes. Skywalker slippers fastened to his feet. He opens the door. "Dad?" As soon as he leans out, his face collides with black clothing. "Fuck!" He leans back in horror. It's not everyday that you wake up facing the mute who tried to kill you.

"Wait!" The recorder plays.

"Woah, what the fuck have you done to Kira?"

"She's alive. Chords in tact. Her voice his being used to calm you down. You've always liked her voice" The mute shrugs as he nods.

"Are you here to finish the job?"

"No" The mute goes downstairs. Stiles can either settle down for a netflix marathon, or find out exactly where the hell he is and why. Sure his enemy could be waiting downstairs with a hatchet or an acide soaked chainsaw, but could he smell bacon? He walks downstairs.

Bacon! Hell Yeah!

He hangs outside the doorframe as he watches his house-guests. The mute pulled up at chair as a group Breakfast began. Ennis was digging into his pancakes like he hadn't eaten for a month. Aiden was peeling the crust from his French toast. Kali was trying to look cool for Ennis by bitterly drinking a Smoothie. Deucalion, sips his orange juice as he's served a huge bacon sandwich that makes the human's mouth water.

"Come in sweet-heart sit next to me!" The woman, the chef who's served the Alpha waves him in with her spatula.

"Mom?" Stiles sratches the back of his head.

"We thought you'd need her on this journey. You can thank us later!" Decaulion smiles. "Come in, make yourself at home. This is your home after all!"

"What is this? Some halfway house between heaven and hell?"

"Ennis is here, so heaven's obviously out of the question!" Aiden jabs as Ennis flicks a spoon at him.

"Honey you're here to rest. For Three weeks holiday. Until your father does what's best, like always. You'll need to be brave. Bacon eggs and beans with white bread? Claudia asks.

"Yes please!" An extra chair appears. He deliberately sits next to the mute. Aiden passes him the television remote. He slides it over to the mute. "You pick"

"You're too kind" Kira voice smiles. "Your choice. I don't like the channels"

Stiles squints as he feels the pack look at him, he grabs the remote and turns on the TV. It turns out there's only one channel. Now they all stare at the screen as Peter is in his hospital room entertaining his lifeless body. Watching the film dog soliders as he talks about how awful it is.

"I can't believe you rate this film, it's such a cliche! Lydia's coming tomorrow. Along with Nadia and Dasha. Two extra banshees. Don't worry I'll obviously over-see everything. Three weeks is plenty of time. I should thank Melissa really. Yes, I know, I should just call her now. You don't have to pause it my love, I'll be back soon"

"Wooooow" Kali grins. "Delusional Peter Hale. Absolutely pitiful!"

"It's nice that he's so optimistic!" Claudia smiles at her son.

"Mom I'll help you do your own breakfast!"

"Awwww.. come on!" He walks over to her and takes out more eggs from the fridge.

"I never thought I'd see that day" Ennis mutters as he reaches for the syrup.

"Don't worry gang. In Three weeks Peter's gonna back in Sinema looking for his new piece of ass!" Before malicious laughter could feel the room, Stiles has slammed the frying pan into the back of Aiden's skull. He jumps on him and mounts him with a speed that clearly impresses Ennis.

"FUCK YOU! sorry mom! But fuck you all the way to hell!" Before he can fasten his hand around his neck, he's dragged off by Kali and Claudia gets out a new frying pan for the hob.

"Relax honey. Words are just words" Claudia passes him a pack of bacon.

"Keep my boyfriend's name out of your mouth!" Stiles warns.

"Do what mommy says and relax!" Aiden growls as he tepidly gets up. "Near death, has made so you fucking sensitive!"

"You just want what me and Petey have!"

"What do you have Stiles?" Aiden raises his arm as he looks around. Peter doesn't give a fuck about anniversaries, hated your promotion, and always has his eyes on Brett Talbot's ass! Relish that attention buddy!" He points to the television screen. "Cause this is most attention he's given you in MONTHS!" He straightens his back as his head begins to heal.

"Mom I'm gonna have my breakfast upstairs"

"Sure thing my miecie, just close your eyes"

He closes his eyes. Counts to three then opens them. He's back in his room. His mother is opening the curtains. The television is on, an a plate of bacon sandwiches, tomatoes and beans are on the bed.

"Let's let the sunshine in! Thanks for bringing me up here! I always wondered what your room was like!" Claudia says nodding proudly.

"Messy and smelling of peanut butter, you must be so proud"

"Miecie I've never stopped being proud. Of your or Dad" A duster appears in her hand as she wipes the dust from the TV. "Ennis wants hash browns. Is there anything you want before I go down?"

"Hugs?" Stiles puts down his fork and holds his arms out. "If you're not toooooo busy?"

The duster dissvoles in her hand and she smiles showing teeth. She'd always hated her teeth. Hugging all morning it is!"