In a universe where no one dies, but the storyline still moves on, and everyone lives happily in a renovated Hale-house. Scott and Derek share their jobs as alphas, and the pack has a tighter bond than ever. 

Scott and Stiles got out of the jeep, the pack smiling and waving at them while carrying chairs and tables. Scott quickly went over, smiling at his betas and packmates. Liam gave his puppy smile and immediately went to his side, looking up at his alpha expectantly. Hayden, Cory, and Mason followed shortly, all finding comfort in their alpha. 

Stiles went past them, smiling at Lydia, Jackson, and Cora who were setting up tables on the grass. Lydia was filling her nails while giving orders.

She smiled at Stiles. "Hey, Stiles.  The trouble trio is inside, making the food. I think Parrish and your dad went to pick up the twins and Malia at the school. They are soon done with summer school. Derek is somewhere around here and Chris is getting Melissa and Theo from the hospital." 

Stiles hummed, looking over the place, taking in Liam and the gang listening to Scott like eager puppies. "Thanks, Lydia. But why do you tell me this every time? Like, the second I arrive, you always tell me exactly where the rest of the pack is. What's up with that?" 

Lydia shrugged. "Don't know. But I just feel like you are the right person to tell when it comes to all that." She got a distant look in her eyes like she was trying to remember something. Stiles snapped her fingers in front of her, making her blink before facing him again. 

"But whatever. Could you help the others in the kitchen? I think Peter scared Liam and the others out here." 

Stiles sighed. "Sure Lyds." With that, he turned to the house and walked to the kitchen, where, sure enough, Peter was standing creepily in the corner, staking and looming over Erica, Boyd, and Issac. 

Erica was watching the oven, wrinkles forming on her forehead. Boyd and Issac were trying to bake, but the result looked more like a deformed potato than anything. 

Issac spotted Stiles and gave a dazzling smile. "Hey, Stiles." He said, waving with his flour-covered hand. Erica looked up and immediately walked over, pointing at Peter while pouting. "Stiles. Make him go away. He scared the younger ones earlier." She was now hiding half of herself behind Stiles like he was the one with powers, and not her. 

Isaac and Boyd nodded, both moving closer to Stiles. Stiles gave Peter a look, making him roll his eyes and leave. "Of course you puppies turn to him when something irritates you. Pathetic."

Erica sighed in relief and hugged Stiles, giving him a friendly kiss before hurrying over to the oven. "Thanks, Stiles. You always know what to do." 

Boyd gave a nod before leading Isaac back to their attempt at food. "Yeah man. Thank you. Peter is creepy." Stiles just waved them off. "No problem guys. But why didn't you just ask him to leave yourself? You didn't really need me for anything." 

Erica exchanged looks with Boys an Isaac. "Yeah, but he doesn't listen to us. He only really listens to Derek, Scott and you. And since the puppies have Scott, and Derek is busy rotting away in his room, you were the only option."

The confused look Stiles gave made Isaac scratch his head. "We don't know why, but we all listen to you. Peter, the pups, us. Even Scott and Derek at times listen you know. We just feel safe with you." 

By now gears were turning in Stiles' head, and he excused himself to go look for Derek. Isaac looked at Erica and Boyd. "Did I say something bad?" 

Stiles found Derek in his room, laid out in the bed with a book. He had always had a crush on the alpha, and the sight in front of him now was not bad. Derek looked at peace with his book, lying in his bed in his old house surrounded by his pack. 

Derek looked up as the door opened, and when he saw who it was he immediately closed the book and sat up more. "Stiles." He said as a greeting. "Is there something wrong?" Derek had always had a soft spot for Stiles, no matter what his previous actions showed. 

Stiles closed the door before going over and standing by the bed. "Well, your betas said that they feel safe with me, Lydia feels like she has to inform me of everything that goes on with the pack at every second, and apparently you, Scott and Peter listen to me, even when you won't listen to any other member of the pack."

Derek just nodded like this was common knowledge. He had noticed that the pack often drifted towards Stiles, and he knew perfectly why they all listened to him. At least why he did. 

"Yeah, and?" He failed to see the issue with it.

Stiles waved his arms around, making noises in protest. "Why?!! You and Scott are the alphas, and yet the others treat me like one. They all say they feel safe with me, and Peter left the kitchen when I asked since apparently he wouldn't when Erica and the others asked. How come they act like this? I don't understand."

Stiles knew that Derek was aware of this, he was the alpha for crying out loud! But why he didn't make the pack stop he had no idea. Perhaps he didn't know how? 

Derek sighed and sat up in the bed, patting beside him for Stiles to sit. Stiles's cheeks flushed at the thought of sitting on the bed with his crush and alpha. But he sat down and looked at Derek expectantly. He did not wish to make Derek think he was afraid or disgusted.

"Stiles, you know our pack is big, right? We have to alphas and all sorts of creatures." Stiles nodded. Of course, he knew all this. "Well, with that many people, the pack needs different roles to be filled. Like me as the hands-on alpha and Scott as the diplomat. We have Deaton as our spark and Lydia as a messenger. But we also need a pack caretaker, so to say. Someone who takes care of us all. A pack mom."

Stiles did not know where Derek was going with this, and he told Derek as much. Derek groaned and got up from the bed and started pacing, a light blush spreading over his cheeks that he wanted to hide from Stiles. 

"A pack mom is the one in the pack that makes sure the others are fine. That they won't get killed, turn in public or get sick. The pack mom is like a literal mom to the betas of the pack. And the pack subconsciously made you the pack mom. You understand?" 

Stiles thought about what Derek was telling him. He did help them not turn into killer monsters in school, and he did always worry about how they were all feeling. And when it came to it, he supposed he did act like a mom at times. So yeah, he could live with that. "I understand. But why not just tell me. It would have saved me a lot of time." 

Derek dragged his hand over his face. "Stiles, you need to understand." He said, sounding desperate and embarrassed, which was a weird mix in Stiles mind, but he didn't comment on it. "Okay? Then tell me." 

"It's not that easy Stiles. I was hoping you would figure it out yourself, but clearly, you can't." He rubbed his eyes a few times, leaving Stiles to watch him freak out over something he had no idea how to fix. After a while, Derek was apparently done. "You know what? Let's just forget it. Let's just go down and celebrate the twins and Malia getting through summer school and eat the food they made." 

With that, he opened the door and vanished down the stairs, leaving Stiles alone in Derek's room. Stiles thought about what Derek had told him, but had no idea why he would run away like that. 

But the sound of cars pulling up to the house snapped him out of his thoughts. If he was the pack mom then it was his job to be there with them all. And he wanted to talk to them all. 

Downstairs Erica, Boyd, and Isaac were putting the finishing touches on the food, having a newly arrived Allison and Kira carry it all out. Derek was nowhere to see, so he walked over and grabbed a plate of hamburgers,  taking it out to the table Jackson and Cora had successfully placed on the grass. 

Outside Scott was making Liam, Mason, and Cory place chairs, making sure there were enough for everyone. Hayden had been told to help Danny who had just stopped his car. He was now bringing out pizza after pizza from his car, getting help from both Lydia and Hayden. 

Stiles placed down the plate with burgers before looking for Derek, but Derek had already escaped back into the house after telling Lydia to help out. Stiles felt a little hurt. He wanted to talk to Derek to clear up everything, but he avoided him like the plague. 

Just as everything was ready, Stiles's dad and Parrish's cars came to a stop, the twins and Malia getting out quickly after smelling the food. Melissa's car pulled up beside the rest of the cars, a now fully healed Theo stepping out. 

After everything that had happened, Theo realized the wrong things he had done and started working to get into the pack. He was just behind the twins in getting on the good side of Stiles because let's be honest, Stiles was totally the one to ask when getting into the pack. But at the time a rogue monster attacked the pack, and in the heat of the moment, Theo jumped in front of Stiles, taking the damage and saving Stiles. Melissa said she would fix him up, and Stiles gave him a pass into the pack. 

Theo waved at Stiles before sitting down at the table between Liam and Cory. The others started filling in, and soon the entire pack was 'wolfing' down pizza and hamburger. Derek had placed himself completely opposite of Stiles, not even trying to look at him. Stiles tried to not let it get him down, instead striking up a conversation with the twins and their results at the summer school. 

After everything settled down and the pack was eating quietly, Stiles decided to try and get Derek's attention, but his plans quickly went sideways when the pups started talking. 

"Stiles, Liam lost control at the mall today," Mason said, giving Liam a look. "He almost turned right in front of other people." 

Liam groaned as Stiles turned to him. "It wasn't anything serious. Really." He tried brushing it off, reaching for another burger. Stiles gave Liam a look, complete with a raised brow. "What happened Mason?" He said, not taking his eyes off of Liam. His plans for Derek would have to wait.

"Well, some guys were talking to Hayden, and Liam got so mad he growled and grew claws. He damaged the table we were sitting at." Mason pointed at Hayden before making a claw with his hands to show what he meant. 

Stiles nodded. "Okay. That's normal. Scott's done that before. Did you help him? Got the hell out of there and did the breathing thing Scott showed you?" Liam and Mason nodded, Liam looking guilty and Mason interested. Perhaps knowing that their alpha has struggled in the past would help the betas today. 

Malia took over the conversation as soon as the pups were done. "So Stiles, how do you think I did on my test? Do you think I passed?" She talked around her pizza slice, barely swallowing before taking the next one. 

"Well, I think you have studied hard, all of you, so I think you passed. Hopefully. But no matter if you pass or not I'm proud of the effort you put into it. Especially Ethan and Aiden." Stiles turned his head to look at the twins, only a few seats away from Derek. The twins smiled at Stiles, feeling happy that they did something to please the pack mom. "You had to work extra hard to get back the point you didn't have from missing school so much." 

For a while there was small talk going around the table, Derek ignoring every attempt at talking to Stiles. Stiles was becoming angry, sad and confused. Why didn't Derek want to talk to him? Was it about him being the pack mom. So Stiles decided to just go for it. 

"Guys, can I have your attention?" He said, standing up. Almost at once, the whole pack shut up, letting Stiles talk. "Thank you. Now, I have heard something about me being the pack mom. Do any of you guys know about this?" He gave Derek a look before noticing how Ethan and Aiden were moving around. "Ethan? Aiden? You know something?" 

Aiden looked around, glancing at Derek before focusing on Stiles. "Well, a pack mom is the one in the pack that takes care of the rest. That makes sure they are healthy and that they are okay. Kinda like a real mom." Stiesl nodded. He knew this already. 

Cory raised his hand like at school, looking adorable in Stiles' eyes. "Yeah, Cory?"

"Well, if you are the pack mom, which makes total sense by the way, how did you end up in that position?" 

Stiles shrugged. "I don't know. I just heard about it. That's why I'm asking you. Apparently, you feel like I'm safe, and that you can rely on me." Lydia nodded, flipping her hair to the side. "Well, that's obvious. You always make sure the pups don't turn in public, you always ask where we are, and the second we get hurt you really turn into a mother hen." 

The others nodded. Derek looked at his family, Cora, and Peter in particular. Peter was smirking, and Cora had a knowing look in her eye. This did not go unnoticed by Theo and Liam. "So," Theo said, gaining the attention of the pack. "Derek, our fierce alpha. Why did Stiles become the pack mom? You know anything? Something on your mind? Or heart?" 

Cora high-fived him, pleased at seeing her brother blush. 

"Well ...um ... I..." Peter cut him off. "The pack mom is decided by the alpha. Or more specifically, a bond between the alpha and the 'mom'. Scott and Stiles have been friends since birth, and he trusts Stiles with his life. Obviously, the pups of the pack would feel the same way. But since we have two alphas, there can't be just one bond. Derek has not known Stiles as long and does not look at him as a brother. And that means Derek ..."  

He left the words hanging in the air, letting the pack work it out for themselves. Derek was hardcore blushing by now, cursing his uncle to hell. 

Allison and Lydia were the first to realize it, and they let out loud gasps before grinning. Stiles looked between them and Derek. "What? What is it?" 

But Peter was not done. "And the bond has to go both ways of course. A one-way bond is not as strong." 

By now Kira and the adults had caught on a well, Melissa grinning at the boy she basically called her son. 

Scott nudged his friend. "Dude? You really don't know what he's talking about?" He knew his friend could be blind to the obvious, but this was taking it a bit to far. 

Stiles shook his head. He had no idea why the others were gasping like they were, but he knew it had something to do with Derek's giant blush. And as Stiles thought about it, he started to realize what it was all about. A dark blush took over his face, and he slowly got up from his chair. "Derek." He said, not looking at anyone. "May I talk to you for a bit? Alone?" 

Derek numbly nodded, following the gangly human to the edge of the forest. 

"So," Stiles said, kicking the ground. "You like me?" His face felt hot, and he kept on messing with his hands, twisting the end of his t-shirt.

"Yeah ... yeah, I do. Have done for a while now." Derek said, rubbing his neck. "I just felt this connection to you when I first saw you in the woods that day. And then when you time and time again kept on getting into dangerous situations, even if you weren't a wolf. It just made you more interesting." 

Stiles gave a small laugh, finally looking up at Derek and facing him. "Yeah, I guess I did some dangerous stuff. But why me? You could have anyone you wanted. Why go for someone as weak as me?"

Derek looked at Stiles, taking in the way he had a sad look in his eyes, how his entire body was tensed and relaxed at the same time like he didn't know why he was like this. "Because Stiles, you are you. You don't wish to be anything else, and you don't care about powers or wolfs. You are brave, smart and the goddamn best pack-mom I have ever seen. Your eyes are beautiful, the way you smile when you figure something out just lightens up the entire room. You are perfect in every way possible. And, I don't believe that I deserve someone as special as you. My life is a mess. I have killed and hurt people, and I am a danger to everyone around me. You are not the weak one, I am." 

By the time he was done pouring his heart out, his face had taken on a dark red color, the heat making him rethink his choices in life. 

Stiles didn't say anything for a while, making Derek nervous. He was worried he had messed everything up and that Stiles would never talk to him ever again. Suddenly Stiles lunged forward, clasping his hands around Derek's neck and bringing him down, making their noses touch and eyes meet. Stiles looked so serious, Derek didn't know what to do.

"Sourwolf, listen to me. I don't care about your past. I never did. I have been crushing on you since the second I saw you in the woods the day after Scott got bitten. I couldn't get you out of my head, and every time we meet after that my feelings have just grown. And no, you are not weak. You are so strong for being able to still live. You lost your family. People have lied to you and hurt you, but you still made this possible. This new pack is all you, and I am happy to be a part of it. So, yeah, I like you, Derek. I damn near love you."

And with that, Stiles slammed his lips against Derek's, his heart beating wildly. 

Derek was in shock but quickly realized that it was really happening, and happily circled his arms around Stiles narrow hips, bringing him closer. They deepened the kiss, making their first kiss together last as long as possible. From afar, Derek could hear the pack scream and cheer, Erica and Jackson whistling at them. 

Cora screamed 'get it bro!', making Derek blush. Stiles chuckled. Clearly, he had heard the comments. They slowly separated, their foreheads still touching and smiled grazing their lips. Derek hugged Stiles tight, resting his chin on top of Stiles' head. 

"Can't believe it took us this long to kiss." He grumbled as they walked back to the table. "Well," Stiles said, grabbing Derek's hand and intertwining their fingers. "After everything we have been through, I kinda thought it would never happen. But yeah, we were just two idiots pining for each other for years. And we spent so much time together and everyth ..... Oh My God!!! All those times you pushed me against the wall and growled at me." He gave Derek a look.

"I wanted to kiss you okay? You were just so cute those times that it was the only thing I could think of." The two looked at each other, thinking of every dumb thing they had done since meeting. 

Peter rolled his eyes. "Not that this isn't interesting, but could you please wait until we leave before you decide to fuck?" Cora snickered, agreeing with her uncle, even if her brother had finally gotten his man. 

Stiles mock-gasped, moving to cover Liam's ears. "Peter!" He scolded. "There are kids here. You can't say that. And besides, this is a dinner for the pups. Derek and I are more than capable of waiting. Right?" 

Derek only smiled, happily watching his new mate care for the betas and keep Peter in check. "Sure Stiles. For tonight." He then leaned over to kiss him, making Liam gag and move his chair, getting closer to Scott. 

Sherrif Stilinski looked at his son, happy that he had finally found love.  

Kinda weird. I wanted to write a Teen Wolf story where everyone lived, and then I got asked about a Sterek, so I tried combining them into one. Tell me if it's a mess.