A Weekend

With Stiles

And Malia

Chapter 1

Disclaimer: I own nothing but what you see here. This is something I've been meaning to do for a long while now but never got around too until now. This is set in the True Alpha vs. Thunder Kitsune verse and is happening around the same time as 'A Weekend Away' that features Scott and Kira on their own at Deaton's cabin. And Youya, if you're reading this, thanks for the 'Here Comes The BOOM!' review and I honestly never thought the exclamation marks were an issue since no one's really said much on it. That and I always felt it appropriate to place them as I've been doing so. Also, a little back story on this is that I had something different in mind then what you readers will see in this story until I remembered the fact that Stiles' leg was broken thanks to the Beast during the events of True Alpha vs. Thunder Kitsune. Making it so that I would have to change what I had in mind.

Which would have involved Stiles and Malia going to a club for some fun. Anyways! On with the show!

Shortly after Malia had helped Stiles get home the day after the charity Lacrosse game, Stiles had told the girl he was going to need some time to deal with the fact he'd been a real crappy boyfriend to her and Malia reluctantly accepted that even though she hated it greatly. What she didn't realize is that it would take him nearly two and a half weeks to properly deal with the crap that was on his mind and because of it, she was rapidly starting to lose hope by the time Thursday of the third week rolled around. She had a feeling he probably would have been able to deal quicker if it hadn't of been for his busted leg, the current threats, and the fact The Beast had pretty much destroyed his beloved jeep. Rumor had it that he even had a private funeral for the thing and cried like a baby the entire time with Scott being there for emotional support. Or at least as much emotional support he could offer anyway when he found the whole thing to be a little on the ridiculous side anyways! So far he had yet to replace the jeep and had been making do by getting rides from others in the Pack to get to where he needed to be.

And Malia's was currently where he needed to be and Mason and Corey were thankfully willing to bring him there after he had called up Mason a little earlier to see if it'd be possible to get that ride. And due to his own experiences after the crap with the Nogitsune, Stiles could tell just how effected the kid was after his ordeal with being nearly lost inside an old threat and the damage the thing had caused on the path to coming back into the world fully. Corey himself clearly had his own issues too but both boys were leaning on one another for emotional support and Stiles had even offered an ear for them if they needed it. He'd even gone so far as to say that they could always talk with the others in the Pack if they needed too to get things off their chest if he or someone else wasn't available at the time. Course if they really wanted to get things going, they could always talk with Deaton's therapist sister Marin Morrell. Hearing they had access to someone like that surprised the two boys and had Corey questioning why the Hell none of them were going to her for their issues that was clearly there after all the crap they'd been through!

Even going so far as to point out that had any of the Pack talked with her, Theo's mechinations probably could have been avoided and things wouldn't have gotten so bad that the Pack was split for awhile like it had been. Stiles ended up facepalming himself as he hadn't even thought of that idea at all, though Mason helpfully pointed out that sometimes the obvious thing isn't always so obvious when dealing with multiple issues that were also oh so nice and stressful. And once they were at the Tate house, Stiles hesitated for a moment before getting out of the car and making his way towards the steps with the use of his crutches that he hated using thanks to his still busted leg. The boys stayed where they where in case things didn't go so well for their friend. Knocking on the door and hearing the dog start to bark, Stiles didn't have long before Mr. Tate himself opened the door and immediately started to glare at him! Making the teenager gulp a little at the intensity of it! "And what brings you here Stilinski? If its to hurt my daughter even more I will make good on my threat with that gun." Warned the man seriously.

Stiles quickly shook his head over that. "No! That's, that's NOT why I'm here at all Mr. Tate. I swear! I just, I just really need to talk with Malia alright? I promise its nothin' bad at all."

Mr. Tate regarded him for a moment as if trying to figure out if Stiles was really telling the truth or not. But then seconds later he gave a nod and told him to wait a moment and closed the door. A shout of Malia's name could be heard and after another short wait, the vision of short haired beauty of a Werecoyote was staring right at him with a hint of nervousness in her eyes. "S-Stiles, what… What, why are you here?" God she hoped there wasn't trouble!

Especially after all the recent crap they just got done dealing with! "I'm here to talk with you."

He watched as her eyes widened in fear and he was quick to make sure she understood it wasn't anything bad. He wasn't sure if that lessened the fear but his girl did seem to relax a tiny bit after being told that. "Can I come in?" Stiles asked hesitantly.

Malia nodded and moved out of the way so that he could come inside and the two went to the front room that was thankfully vacant. They stood in the middle of it rather awkwardly and a part of Stiles wished he could just pace back and forth and hated that he couldn't thanks to his leg. "I know, I know I was an ass with you for awhile and I seriously wish I could go back and prevent that from happenin'. I really do. Things just started spiralin' out of control and what happened with Donovan just really didn't help matters any and I was a dick for how I handled that with you. I could definitely understand if you never wanted much to do with me again after all this. You were trying to be there for me in your own way with that and I just threw it in your face… God I'm an asshole and while I hate it like crazy that he touched you like he did, I get why things happened the way they did..."

Before he knew it, Stiles found himself with a slap to the back of the head and then arms wrapping tightly around his body. Something he honestly hadn't expected Malia to even do! "You're a dumbass Sti." Informed the girl after she pulled back enough so that she could directly look him in the eyes."

"Yeah, I really can't refute that." Replied the teenager shamefully.

"Like you said, we were dealing with things that started to spiral out of control. You had your first kill even if you didn't do it directly and that screwed with your head. I more than anyone in the Pack can really relate to that and maybe had I worded things better certain things between us could have been avoided. I don't know, none of us know for certain but the only thing we both know we can do is learn from it and move on. What happened with that asshole wasn't because of what happened with you and me, it was just cause of his Coyote side that he used against me and I seriously wish I had been stronger than to fall for it." But the tricky little bastard had gotten her but good when he knew full well she was at her weakest.

His trip to Hell was highly deserved in her view and hoped the absolute worst for him there. "I don't even know how you could or would even want to be with me again after doing that with him..."

"Cause… I love you 'Lia and that helps me forgive you. Now he'll NEVER have my forgiveness but who cares about him? Not me that's for damn sure as I care more about us. Us and where we go from here."

Malia looked at him in shock after hearing that he loves her. "You, you love me!?" Stiles gave her a soft smile in return.

"Hell yeah I do. I'm just sorry its taken me so long to say it. But I do." God knows a little talk with Lydia the night before helped him see that clearly after a little talk they had after showing up at her place and wondering if she ever gave any thought to the 'what ifs' between the two of them.

And while she had thought about it, she was happy with how things had turned out between the two of them and he realized that he was too for that matter. She also ended up slapping him pretty hard on the back of his head to do something about Malia before he truly lost her for good. Something that honestly scared the ever loving crap out of him after she said it and it hit hard with him. For Malia, hearing that the guy she's in love with feels the exact same way made her so damned happy that it made her want to start yipping in excitement! Even though it probably would have been weird considering she's in human form and all. But she had a feeling Stiles wouldn't have really even minded all that much and her dad probably wouldn't think much on it either now that he thankfully knows and accepts her for what she is. Which has been one Hell of a relief for her to have that secret no longer be a secret from him. "I love you too Sti." She finally told him softly with a wide smile on her lips.

Lips that soon met his and the feeling of his against her's was a really good feeling. One that felt like home even for that matter. The two held one another closely as they kissed with each reveling in the feelings it gave them. Eventually the two allowed their foreheads to connect softly with one another's as they breathed in the other's scent. Happy to be re-united with one another and possibly stronger together after what they'd been through. "Well, guess this means I can't use my shotgun on him." Remarked a male voice and startling the two in the process.

And if it wasn't for Malia's very quick reflexes, her man would have fallen over thanks to his crutches! "No! Absolutely not dad!"

"Yeah, I'm a real big fan of that not happenin'."

Mr. Tate just grinned at the two before walking away, leaving the two teenagers to stare where he had been at before looking at one another and ending up chuckling over the whole thing. "Wanna watch movies?" Suggested the girl a short time later as it was probably the safest activity for the two to be doing with her dad in the house!

Stiles smiled at his girl, glad they had things good between the two of them once more. "I'm down for that. And you know somethin'? I think we need a weekend for just the two of us." Suggested the teenager as he sat down with some ease to the whole thing thanks to Malia helping him out.

A smile came to the Werecoyote's lips over that idea as it was one that she really liked. As it would allow for the two of them to bond even more with one another with little to nothing getting in the way of it. "How about this weekend?" Asked the girl after turning on the Netflix to get a start on what to watch.

Her boyfriend considered that for a moment and then gave a nod. "Yeah, sounds good to me! I mean yeah, we can't exactly go anywhere what with my leg like it is and my jeep completely totaled."

God how that made him want to cry right then and there as he loved that problematic jeep damnit! "Hmm… So we stay in then. I can work with that cause I'll be with you." She told him softly and he smiled at her before leaning in and kissing her softly.

The two cuddled as close as they could due to his leg and held one another's hands as they began to watch their movie and would stay like they were for the rest of the day and night aside from the occasional need to stretch, eat, drink, and use the bathroom. Neither of the two would even care if they were wearing the same clothes to school that following Friday and the Pack would happily smile at seeing the two finally re-united. Lydia would even smugly state that that is why she should always be listened too in a majority of things. Making for Stiles to roll his eyes good naturedly at her in return.

Author's Notes: Fear not, this is not a one-shot! I'm hoping to manage five chapters like I did with 'A Weekend Away' but we'll see how things go with this. Hope you guys enjoyed how I handled this!