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"Such a pretty little boy, yes you are. Bright green eyes and a beautiful smile. How'd you wander away from your Mommy and Daddy? Do they know you're gone? Come with me and I'll help you find them.", coaxed the man as he knelt down in front of the little boy, who was around the age of 8. "Can you find my Mommy? I'm not supposed to leave her, but I found a little stuffed puppy on the ground and I wanted to show her so she could give it back. But I couldn't find her.", explained Derek with tears in his eyes as he looked up at the man. "Come with me. If you're good I'll buy you a little stuffed puppy, one just as beautiful as you.", cooed the man as he lifted the boy up into his arms, cradling him close to his chest to keep him from squirming away, carrying him down the sidewalk, weaving in and out of the crowd. "My Mommy went the other way.", explained Derek as he tried to turn around in the man's grasp, fear filling his veins when his grip tightened. "Don't move. You make one sound and I'll kill you, before having The Coven kill your Mommy and Daddy and all your brothers and sisters.", hissed out the man as he placed Derek into the back of his car, cuffing him to the seat. Once the man turned his back, Derek tried to wiggle his tiny hand out of the cuff, only managing to make it dig deeper into his wrist. "This should calm you down for a little while.", explained the man as he shoved a needle into the boy's thigh, a powerful sedative burning through his veins. The last thing Derek remembered was the sound of the car's engine roaring to life before everything faded into black.
Derek sat straight up in bed when he felt two sets of hands on his shoulders, belonging to the two who had managed to shake him awake. "Easy, Derek. Easy. It was just a dream, you're safe, you're home.", cooed Stiles as he stroked the wolf's sweaty hair, hearing him take in many fast and labored breaths, his wide eyes darting around the room. More like a memory. "You're okay, Derek. You're safe and so is the rest of the pack. We heard you screaming, it took an hour to get you to wake up, we were close to calling Deaton. Do you want to talk about it? I know that helps when I have a nightmare.", asked Isaac as he placed a hand on the older wolf's back, feeling him shaking under his touch. "Talking about it is only going to make it real again. I just want to be able to forget.", replied Derek as he hugged his knees to his chest, allowing himself to open up to two members of the pack that he trusted the most. "Holding it in, Der, isn't going to help. Isaac, can you go grab a glass of water, while I call my Dad? I need to let him know that I'm staying here tonight.", asked Stiles as he dug in his pockets for his phone, being stopped when Derek's hand came down on his. "You have school tomorrow, Stiles. So do you, Isaac. You need to go back to bed, and Stiles, you need to go home. Your Dad is more than likely worried sick and is loading his gun with wolfs bain bullets.", explained the wolf as he looked from the Beta to the teen.
"I don't want to leave you like this, baby. It doesn't feel right.", replied the teen as he pulled out his phone and scrolled through his contacts. "Stiles, I'll stay. You have a Chem test tomorrow and you can't afford an F, I'll keep an eye on him.", promised Isaac as he looked from the blue eyed Beta to the teen. "I'm not a baby, you two. I can handle myself. It's not the first nightmare I've had.", explained Derek as his eyes flashed blue, looking from teen to teen. "Shut up, Der.", ordered both Isaac and Stiles as they turned to face him, both of them pushing him back down into the bed and into a lying position. The wolf rolled his eyes at the pair before he rolled over onto his side, facing them both as he took in their scents and presence as comfort. "You, my wolfie friend, had better keep your word. Oh, and I'm copying off of your Chem test tomorrow. Try to go back to sleep, Der. I'll text Isaac once I get back home.", explained Stiles as he placed a kiss to the green eyed wolf's temple, feeling him press a gentle one to his cheek. "Go, Stiles. Before your Dad decides to show up and put those bullets to use.", ordered Derek as he gave the teen a gentle shove.
"I'm going. I'm going. See you tomorrow, Isaac. I love you Der.", said Stiles as he walked out of the room, with Isaac trailing behind him a few minutes later. "I love you, too, Stiles.", whispered the wolf as he layed his head down on the pillow again. Isaac bent down and brushed his cheek against the older Beta's, smiling when he heard a soft purring noise leaving the older teen's chest. He smiled down at Derek before he walked out of the room, he didn't walk downstairs until he felt the older wolf start to relax. "Isaac, please, keep an eye on him. This was the first nightmare he's had in a long time, and it's the first time he's ever screamed. If he doesn't open up and let this out, he's going to snap. He needs to let it out, whatever it is.", explained Stiles as he stood at the front door of the Hale house, pulling his jacket back on over his body. "I'll keep an eye on him, I promise. When I put my hand on his back, I felt fear, and confusion, and pain. Physical pain. Whatever happened in that nightmare, he's feeling all over again, he's remembering something. He said, 'talking about it makes it real again'. It's not just a nightmare, he must be having a flashback or something.", explained Isaac as he ran a hand through his hair, worry coming off of him in waves.
"We can't push him to talk about it. He closes in on himself when he's pushed and it makes it harder to get anything out of him. I'm just. Not getting a good feeling about this.", explained Stiles as he anxiously looked towards the stairs as if he wanted to bolt right back up there. "Give it a few days to let him calm down. Maybe he'll talk about it then.", said Isaac as he placed a hand on the smaller teen's shoulder, giving it a gentle squeeze. "I hope so, Isaac. I really do. I'll see you tomorrow.", said Stiles as he looked from the stairs to the wolf before he walked outside and got into his Jeep. Isaac waited until the teen was in his Jeep and down the road before he walked back upstairs, walking to the door of the Beta's room, seeing Derek once again in a sitting position with his head in his hands, it looked as if he were whispering something to himself. The younger wolf tuned in to his werewolf hearing in order to fully hear what the older wolf was saying. "I was good. I did what he said. I didn't fight back. I didn't scream. I was a good boy.", whispered Derek to himself as he tried to get his heart to slow down, trying to force the memory out of his mind.