erica's memories

I’ve read a lot of “stiles talks about Derek to people and nobody believes him” and god knows this trope will never grow old to me.

But listen.

Derek.


Alpha!Derek in a universe where the Hale!pack is a real thing, with puppy piles and pizza nights and beach days with everybody. Derek happy and loved with a solid pack around him.

Now, imagine this Derek having to go back to New York for some reason, and his old college friends inviting him to crash at their place. And they are happy to see him again, because honestly they were so fucking worried.

A few years ago Derek was this taciturn, closed off student in their history class. The one they only started trying to talk to because he looked like a murderer and Drew had a creepy obsession with mystery books at the time. The one that took months to tame. And even after that, Derek used to cringe when they tried to touch him, only answered with vague sentences and sometimes had this awful, awful terrified look or almost stopped breathing for obscure reasons.

Honestly, Jess and Jason had a plan for the end of college, where they were going to marry each other and adopt Derek, then spend their lives taking care of him. Jess never wanted to have a kid anyway, so it was a win/win.


Then he disappeared in the middle of the year. And never came back. So now that he’s back in town for two weeks, they are putting the plan back on tracks.

Jess and Jason have prepared a room just for him, and Drew and Cynthia and Jim have basically created a settlement in the living room with a lot of pillows and air beds.

When Derek arrives, he is the same as always, all silences and tiny, tiny smiles. They learn after only ten minutes than laura’s now dead and God, this man’s life is so awful that Jess has to bodily prevent Jim from petting Derek while crying.

And they try not to suffocate him too much and respect his boundaries. Really. But God he is just too tragic and they fail. badly.

And the more derek talks about his imaginary friends, the worst their worries are. Because they would have doubted anyone trying to convince them the live this perfect life inside a mansion with all their best friends in a weird hippie’s way. But this is Derek. Their Derek.

And while they know he does that to reassure them, it’s only making everything worse.

Also he named one of these imaginary friends Stiles. Derek’s not-really-my-boyfriend-but-he-is-perfect is called Stiles. Derek is oblivious, Jim is two days away to just ask him to marry him -straightness be damned- just to show him that people love him there, and Drew is trying to organise an intervention.

So they are with Derek in a park, because it’s sunny outside and they have this idea that forcing Derek into the sun will maybe chip off a little bit of the tragedy that surrounds his life.


And the pack arrives.

Because they wanted to surprise him and make good memories in New York and not let him alone with bad memories (also, Erica and Scott want to make stupid pictures at the top of the Empire State Building).

So Derek’s friends only have the time to see Derek looks more constipated for a seconds, then Smile, big and amused with all the cute bunny teeth and the dimples. Then he is drowned under what seems to be a football team made of underwear models.


And I just want to read a PoV of Derek’s friends while living the pure insanity that is the pack.

They all pile over Derek and sleep on each other everywhere, like the most aesthetically pleasing orgy ever. Derek touches them all the time, and they touch right back, and it’s so surrealist.

One day Jim walks on Derek’s nails getting painted by four girls, each one with a foot or a hand in their hands. Derek is laughing. Jim moonwalks back into his room to freak out.

Also, Stiles is real. And really freaking hot. And smart. And funny. And salty. And disgustingly in love with Derek. Jess and Jason speaks to him for five minutes before treating him like a long lost beloved friend. Drew and Cynthia tries to hit on him anyway, because come on. They have eyes.

Anyhow. I just want stories of the pack in New York, trampling all over derek’s bad memories and being lovable dorks all around him while Derek is happy.

And his friend just go along, trying to understand if their friend didn’t fall into some Weird new age sexual sect. (Also why the pictures of the wolves? Because I wanted to. That’s pretty much it. But look at their awesome faces)

So I had an idea for a fic.

Stiles and Scott are old. Very old. Now they’re at the end of their lives. Stiles is dying and Scott is in the hospital with him. They’re just waiting now. It can’t be much longer.

Stiles looks at Scott and realizes how worn and tired Scott looks. All those years of being an alpha cost him and burdened him, even now. Stiles had always known (he could always tell when his best friend was off), but now Scott was too old and too tired and Stiles was dying so he wasn’t good at hiding it anymore. Stiles reflects on how it all goes back to that one stupid decision he made back in high school to drag Scott into the woods. He cursed Scott. It’s his fault Scott is this way.

Stiles drifts into a hazy sleep from the morphine and Scott taking his pain softly via touch, like he always has. An entity appears to Stiles. He says he can see Stiles is troubled burdened by a past regret. He says he can let Stiles undo that one thing if it will make his passing easier. That is the spirit’s job after all, to help those leaving this world leave without regrets. Stiles accepts and undoes everything. He doesn’t ask Scott to go into the woods with him that night. They don’t go searching for the body. Scott is never bitten. Nothing happens. They live their normal high school lives.

At first it seems great. Scott gets Allison and everything and no drama about hunters versus werewolves. They fall as deeply in love with each other as they did before. But people still die. Many of the past villains keep coming. But they can’t do anything against them. Scott doesn’t even know what’s going on since he doesn’t have those memories. Boyd, Erica, and Isaac are all killed along with Derek when the Alpha Pack comes. Allison still dies in a tragic car accident in Scott’s arms. Kira never comes to Beacon Hills because the nogitsune is never released, so her family never returns.

But Scott survives. He lives and is free of the burdens of alphahood. But now he has so many other kinds of burdens. He goes to college with Stiles as planned. He pursues his degree in biology so he can go to vet school. But he is never happy again. Not really. Scott lost a lot of people without knowing why. He lost Allison and never really found love again. Stiles came back to their apartment one night to find Scott with a knife pressed to his wrist, ready to slice longways down his arm. He was serious. Stiles stops him.

Stiles realizes this is so much worse than before. He cries alone in his room the night he saves Scott. The spirit appears again. He asks Stiles if it was what he had hoped for and if he is happy. Stiles yells at him hell no. He fucking hates this. The spirit asks if he would have rathered his original decision. Stiles yells of course he would. He never meant for this hell for Scott. He just wanted Scott to be happy and okay. Not THIS.

The spirit smiled and asked if he no longer has regrets about his decision. Stiles realizes what the spirit had done. He had granted him closure and dispelled his regrets. He can pass easy now. The spirit nods and the vision fades.

Stiles wakes up with Scott smiling at him. They talk about the times they had. Good and bad. Scott perks up. He loved all their adventures and having Stiles by his side. He knows times had been bad before, but he still wouldn’t trade it for anything.

Stiles feels himself slipping. Scott feels it too. It’s almost time. Kira is there. Scott glances at her, uncertain for a moment, and she nods with a warm smile of understanding. Her aura shines so brightly that even Stiles can see its full glory. Golden light with 9 flowing tails. She looks like she’s still in her 20s or early 30s.

Stiles says it’s time for him to go and Scott says he’s coming too. Stiles is confused, but then sees the brilliant red eyes of the alpha dull and fade away. Scott is letting himself fade with Stiles. Kira will look after the pack with their grandson who will take over as alpha. Scott passed that burden onto him.

Scott squeezes Stiles hand one last time and says, “You once told me if I’m going to do this, I’d have to take you with me. It’s only fair I do the same for you.”

Stiles manages a weak laugh. That had been such an intense night.

Scott spoke again, “Hey, you still got me”.

Stiles smiles, remembering when he told Scott the very same thing, and asks weakly, “So, life fulfilled?”

Scott nods and says, “Very”.

Scott rests his head on Stiles’ chest as they draw their last breaths and leave this world the same way they traveled it.

Together.

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The Good News and the Bad News About Your Favorite Character Dying

Remember,

Peter came back from the dead

Gerard, Braeden and Morrell were mortally wounded but turned up later.

Jackson came back from the dead

Twice

Derek was sure that Cora was dead - she wasn’t

The pack thought Derek was dead during Motel California - he wasn’t

The whole county assumed that Malia was dead - she wasn’t

Jennifer should’ve been dead but the Nemeton saved her

Almost twice…

Reece was briefly himself again before he died

This bitch of a bitch returned in a hallucination

So did this bitch of a bitch

And Erica was in Boyd’s memory and they found her body

And they’ve established that there are ways to communicate with the dead

I’m pointing all of this out for two reasons. There’s good news and bad news:

1) The good news is that even if a character is dead he / she isn’t necessarily permanently dead or even permanently off the show or out out of contact with the living characters.

2) The bad news is that Teen Wolf does utilize dream sequences, flashbacks and hallucinations. Just because actors have been sighted on the season 4 set that doesn’t mean that their character is still alive. Scott could be dreaming about Stiles, and vice versa. Allison could hallucinate Lydia, and vice versa. Chris could flashback to his conversations with Derek in the jail cell.

For the record, if Derek dies I’ll be really upset. If Stiles dies I’ll be devastated. Everyone else… I’d miss them but ultimately after some mourning time I can take it or leave it. My money’s on Isaac to die. I hope it won’t happen but I think it will be him. If I could CHOOSE who dies my first choice would be Peter. Permanently. I want that Iago out of Derek’s ear.

Or Greenberg.

How hilarious would it be if this character, who we’ve only heard of but never seen, randomly died. I don’t know if I would be relieved or homicidal-y pissed off at Jeff.

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CHECK IT OUT EVERYONE

ANOTHER

FUCKIN

ERICA

OH MY GOD ERICA HOW MANY SISTERS DO YOU HAVE

HOW MANY IDENTICAL TWIIIIIIINNNNNNNSSSSS

ARE YOU CLONES

ARE YOU A CLONE ARMY ERICA

ARE YOU THE PHANTOM MENA—no, wrong movie

ARE YOU A SECRET GOVERNMENT EXPERIMENT ON THE RUN FROM A SHADY ALPHABET AGENCY OUT TO ENSLAVE AND ENTHRALL YOU AND ALL YOUR SISTERS AS SPIES AND AGENTS OF SEDUCTION DESTRUCTION AND DEATH

DO THEY SUPPLY YOU WITH UNIFORMS OF PINK PLAID SHIRTS AND REGULATION GINGER PIXIE CUTS

DID THEY IMPLANT TRACKERS UNDERNEATH YOUR SKIN

DO YOU BEAR THE SCAR ON YOUR RIGHT FOREARM WHERE YOU DUG IT OUT WITH NEEDLENOSE PLIERS IN THE GRITTY BATHROOM OF A BY-THE-HOUR MOTEL, YOUR BLOOD STAINING THE SINK, RINSED DOWN THE DRAIN WITH AN ENTIRE BOTTLE OF BLEACH LEST THEY LOCATE YOU BY YOUR DNA MARKERS AND CLONE YOU ANEW

START FRESH

WITH ANOTHER BATCH OF “ERICA”S

THIS HORRIBLE LIFE YOU HAVE LIVED, ERICA, HOW DO YOU SLEEP AT NIGHT

DO THE MEMORIES TORMENT YOU IN DREAMS OF THE TORTURE AND CONDITIONING YOU AND YOUR SISTERS ENDURED AT THE GOVERNMENT’S SHADY SHADY HANDS

IS THEIR RED IN YOUR LEDGER THAT CRUSHES YOUR CHEST UNDER THE WEIGHT OF GUILT AT NIGHT

YOU WERE ONLY FOLLOWING ORDERS

ONLY FOLLOWING ORDERS

FOLLOWING ORDERS

ORDERS

ORDERS

DO YOU LIVE IN FEAR THAT EVERY MAN IN A SUIT AND SUNGLASSES MAY BE YOUR OLD HANDLER

THAT EVERY NONDESCRIPT WHITE VAN MAY CONTAIN SURVEILLANCE EQUIPMENT AND THAT YOU MAY HAVE MISSED A BUG IN YOUR LATEST SWEEP OF YOUR APARTMENT

DO YOU STARE AT THE PHONE WHENEVER IT RINGS

HESITATING TO ANSWER

BECAUSE IT COULD BE ONE OF YOUR SISTERS AND YOU LOVE THEM ALL DEARLY (well all except Erica 238, she’s an asshole) BUT YOU ONLY CONTACT ONE ANOTHER IN THE EVENT OF EMERGENCY OR DISCOVERY

OR IT COULD BE THE ABC AGENCY

FOUND YOU AT LAST

TRIGGERING YOUR SLEEPER PROGRAMMING WITH A GRATING DIGITAL SCREECH LIKE MURDEROUS AOL DIALUP FROM THE NINETIES

DO YOU GO TO WORK EACH DAY, TRYING TO CARVE OUT A LIFE THAT BRINGS YOU HAPPINESS AND PURPOSE, DEVELOPING VIDEO GAMES

BUT NOW

NOW YOUR DEVELOPMENT COMPANY IS FOCUSING ON AN ACTION GAME

AND YOUR PARANOIA RISES MOST FOUL BECAUSE SO MANY OF THE EVENTS OF THE STORY SO MANY OF THE QUESTS SEEM FRIGHTENINGLY FAMILIAR

LIKE NIGHTMARES

LIKE MEMORIES

RUN ERICA RUN