"What's it look like?" Scott asked Stiles looking straight ahead. Stiles looked up contemplating how to explain what fireworks looked like from the window of the orphanage.
"T-t-there like lit-t-little explosions across the s-s-s-sky. They're m-mostly blue, r-r-red, and whi-i-i-white." Stiles stuttered to his best friend of ten years.
Both Stiles and Scott have lived in the orphanage for years. They were five when they first meet and inseparable since.
Scott was born blind. He lived in the Florence Gregory Orphanage all his life, but it wasn't until he was seven that he made a friend.
Stiles mom had died when he was four, and and his father was left him a year after. The loss of his family caused him to stutter, it didn't stop him from talking though.
They worked well together. Stiles would be Scott's eyes and ,every once in awhile when Stiles was so excited and you couldn't understand him through the stuttering, Scott would be Stiles's mouth. It worked for them.
"Nothing worth explaining?" Scott question turning his head in Stiles's general direction.
"P-p-precisely," With that they turned away from the window walking over to the couch. Scott sat down while Stiles walked over and picked up a bag of Legos for Scott. One of the only things he actually liked to do.
Stiles turned around seeing that Derek took his seat and was flipping pages through his current law book. Stiles dumped the Legos on Scott's lap and left the man to work on the Eiffel Tower. grabbing the huge book Stiles marked the page, set it on the coffee table, and sat in Derek's lap.
Hey Stis. Derek signed using beautiful with an 'S', Causing Stiles to blush at its use.
"H-h-h-h-h-hey D-Dery" Stiles murmured into Derek scratchy neck.
"Hey Derek." Scott said not pausing on the Eiffel Tower.
Tell him I said hi. Derek told Stiles.
"S-said hi." Stiles said rubbing his his nose against Dereks throat.
Stiles and Derek are interrupted by the loud bang the door made as it is pushed open roughly. Jackson and Erica had their arms around a shaking Isaac. Lydia, Allison, and Boyd close behind.
Derek gently lifts Stiles off of his lap, placing the small boy on the couch.
What happened? Derek signed furiously.
It was Gerard he - he - he touched Isaac. Lydia signed back.
"Stiles what's going on?" Scott whispered pulling away from the complete tower.
"P-P-P-Peter t-t-touched Isa-a-a-Isaac." Stiles said softly.
"It's time isn't it?" Scott asked him.
"Y-y-yup."
The group sat around the couch pulling over bean bag chairs. Jackson, Erica, and Isaac shared one. Jackson planted light kisses on Isaac's head trying to comfort the shaking unresponsive boy, while Erica whispered calming words into his ear.
"Der we have to do it. Before it gets worse." Stiles whispered in Derek's ear.
I know but I wish we didn't have to. Derek signed back to him slowly, pain evident on his face.
"We're gonna do it?" Allison whispered harshly.
Yes. Derek replied simply.
"G-Gerard g-g-g-gets off a-at-" A whimper interrupted Stiles. Isaac cringed back into the embraces of Erica and Jackson. Jackson clutched the boy tighter as if to shield him from the world. erica looked up at Stiles shaking her head slightly.
Stiles walked over to the shaking boy embracing him and kissing his head. He hated seeing someone he loved in so much pain. He hated the weakness Isaac was showing.
Isaac was abused by his father, when he came to the orphanage it was suppose to be better; it was for a while, Isaac got friends he got Jackson and Erica. It was odd at first but the three of them worked well together. It came crashing down when Gerard started to notice the boy.
"I-I a-a-am n-not let-t-t-tting him d-do th-this to y-y-you. N-no one m-messes w-w-with my babies." Tears started to form in Stiles's eyes. He always thought of everyone else, beside Derek, as his babies. It didn't matter that they were the same age as him, they were all he had left. He wouldn't let Peter get away with this.
"Like Stiles was saying, He is off at midnight. When he leaves we pack quickly and leave through the girls bathroom window. After that we run for the woods." Scott took over the conversation. Stiles had explained everything about the plan to escape. It originally was just so they weren't split up but Isaac had to leave and they were family. They'd be damned if they let him leave without them.
What do we do after that? Where are we gonna live? What about food? Lydia signed to Derek. Boyd translated for Scott because Stiles was still trying to calm Isaac while jackson and Erica sat off to the side so Stiles could calm the boy.
"There's a place in the woods a couple miles away that we can stay. Not nothing fancy but it's all we got. As for food we can get jobs. They might not be the best job but they'll be jobs." Boyd translated once again.
"Midnight?" Allison asked.
"Midnight." Stiles reassured her.