Eichen House

Peter- Pulling into the parking lot as I throw my car into park and nearly fall out over my own feet. (Huffs) Shutting the door behind me as I take a moment to get myself together. (Smiles) Taking a deep death and slowly letting it back out, I fix my jacket and then make my way through the iron gate.

Stiles- The main foyer doors are thrown open as one Peter Hale saunters in. (Giggles Lightly)

Beatrice- Gazing up startled. (Huffs Lightly) "What do you want Hale?"

Peter- (Hums Coyly) Leaning on the desk as I pop a mint in-between my teeth. "I'm here for Stiles Stilinksi."

Beatrice- (Smirks) Holding out a clipboard with discharge papers. "Sign here."

Peter- Taking the offered pen, I sign my name. "Where is he?"

Beatrice- I point over to the rather otherworldly girl. "She, is right there."

Peter- Gazing over towards the direction the head nurse pointed, my jaw practically hits the floor at the sight of the petite beauty. "Stiles?" Walking over, I gently rest my hands at the girls upper arms; looking her up and down.

Stiles- (Hums Softly) I've always sounded a bit more feminine, so the sound of my voice isn't all that attention grabbing. "It's me Peter."

Peter- (Shakes Head) "What did they do to you?"

Stiles- (Hums) "What, didn't they do; would be the better question. Melissa, she put me here..."

Peter- (Sighs Heavily) The inquiry was rather rhetorical. "She was afraid."

Stiles- (Hums) "You all were. The choices that were made, was to protect the citizens of Beacon Hill." Looking down at the floor. "You couldn't fight off all the big baddies and worry about me." Taking a deep breath as I slowly let it out. "Being here, saved my life. Now, I get a fresh start." (Bites Bottom Lip) "I know, I caused a lot of death and destruction. Which, I will never be able to fully pay for..."

Peter- Feeling the pain and self-loathing roll of the young female is suffocating. "Hey, now. You paid your dues and have a new lease on life." Reaching up, I wipe away the tears. (Chuckles Lightly) "You and McCall are to much alike."

Stiles- (Smiles Tearily) "Yea, we have a bad habit of beating ourselves up over things we can't control."

Peter- (Nods and Hums) Wrapping my arm around the young girl. "Let's get you to Deaton, maybe he'll know what they did to you."

Stiles- (Shrugs) "Maybe."

Peter- I don't bother to question her as a woman who is having mood swings, asking questions is rather detrimental.

(Veterinarian Office)

Deaton- Seeing Peter show up, wasn't that surprising as he had taken a liking to spending time with all the animals that come in. However, seeing the petite female with him raises my eyebrows. (Hums) Finishing checking the girl over from head to toe. (Shakes Head) "Peter, she's completely healthy." (Smiles Fondly) I hand the girl her clothes, so she can get redressed. "Her incisions have all healed and with minimal scarring, her vitals are perfect." I go down my check-list. "Whatever they did, healed her physically and mentally."

Peter- Looking the petite beauty up and down. "So, there is nothing wrong?"

Deaton- (Chuckles) "Nothing is wrong Peter."

Peter- (Sighs in Relief) "Do, you happen to know what she is?"

Deaton- I was putting away all the medical gear I had used. (Hums) "She is a healthy young women."

Peter- (Growls Lowly) "You know what I mean."

Deaton- (Nods) "I do, however...I do not know. She looks human to me. Her eyes are a normal color, her skin has a healthy glow." Making a gesture towards the girl. "She's within the normal range for her height and weight." Walking over as I gently take the girls arms one by one and look them over again. (Shakes Head) "Not one scar, no dark marks, no scales or unnatural marking to suggest that she isn't anything but human." Which is quite puzzling to me as the wolf bite has even healed beautifully, leaving behind faint silver lines.

Peter- (Frowns) As the doctor had turned to face me, after his initial examination. "So, glowing purple eyes are normal?" (Smirks Amusedly)

Deaton- Rather confused, I turn abruptly to face the young girl. (Gasps Softly) "I'll be damned." I check her over once more, this time coming across a mark. (Sighs Heavily)

Peter- It wasn't very often that you heard the soft spoken doctor swear. "Deaton?" The way he now looks at her, makes my skin crawl. (Growls Lowly)

Deaton- Hearing the unsaid warning in Peters growl, I immediately back away from the girl and briskly walk to the shelves that hold my books. (Hums) "Ah, right here." I pull my own version of the Argents Bestiary off a shelf. (Mutters) I flip through the pages, glancing over their contents in a blur.

Peter- (Raises Eyebrow) "So, she is in-fact something?"

Deaton- (Nods) "You are right Peter, she is something." Walking over and setting the book down on the examining table. "I had honestly thought she was human, however she is known as  a Spark."

Peter- (Raises Eyebrow) "I'm sorry, she's what?"

Deaton- (Smirks) "A Spark. She's magic. More precisely she is ancient magic!" (Shakes Head) "In todays modern world, she's known as a hybrid-however it is far from what she is. A spark is the embodiment of magic and life."

Peter- For once, I was honestly speechless.

Deaton- (Hums Softly) "Peter, because of what she is, her life is in danger. Hunters and supernaturals alike will hunt her down."

Peter- (Sighs Heavily) Pinching the bridge of my nose, to stave off the migraine. "Let me get this clear, what you are saying is that the insane doctors at the Eichen House not only healed her physically and mentally, but also turned her into a sought after magical being?"

Deaton- (Hums and Nods) "Yes."

Peter- (Groans Irritably) "Fan-fucking-tastic, just what we needed."

Deaton- (Sighs Softly) "Peter, go talk to Chris." Closing the book as I put it back. "He'll probably know more about this than I do."

Peter- (Growls) "How? You're the Druid, you should fucking know!"

Deaton- Seeing Peter tweak, wasn't that startling. (Smiles) "Peter, Sparks are practically unheard of as they are thought to be extinct. As a hunter Chris will know a lot more and can help you."

3rd Person P.O.V- After a rather uneventful talk with the pack Druid, both Peter and Stiles find themselves in the car once more.

Stiles- (Bites Bottom Lip Nervously) "Now what?"

Peter- Having shoved the key into the ignition as I give it a turn, the car roaring to life. (Sighs Heavily) "We are going, to see Argent."

Stiles- Hearing the pain that laced his tone, I knew there was a story. However, I knew better than to ask.