Just a one-shot, had this idea floating around my head and decided to put it paper. I know the ages are completely off but stay with me. Hope you like it :)
For age references:
Stiles and Scott are 3 almost 4,
Derek is 19,
Samantha (Stiles' sister) is 18.
& also, no werewolves, banshees or anything supernatural.
I lean back into my seat. I can hear the soft snores of my brother Stiles and his best friend, pretty much my brother too, Scott in the backseat.
"Sam..do you wanna talk about what happened?" Derek asked, his eyes not leaving the road. Derek's been really good to me. He's supported Stiles, Scott and I emotionally and even given us money for food a few times, well when he managed to force me to take it, I don't like taking his money. Derek inherited a large amount of money from his parents following the Hale fire. Between the three families, Stilinski, McCall and Hale, we've been dealt pretty shitty hands. Derek lost his entire family besides his Uncle Peter in a house fire. Scott's mother passed away, just like mine, and he refused to live with his father, to scared after he was pushed down the stairs by him. My father ended up adopted Scott seeing as our two families have always been so close. Then the shit hit the fan for the Stilinski's, my family. It's been about a year since Mum passed away, my father slowly started to change after that. He got sad, really sad, almost depressed. Then he turned his saddness into rage, rage that he directed at his young son, daughter and adoptive son. At first it was just yelling, telling us how worthless we are, how we are to blame for Mum's death. I never believed it, I know Mum loved us with all her heart, but my brother was a different story. At such a young age, little Stiles Stilinski became scared of his father, his home, strangers, anything foreign. The only things he wasn't afraid of was Scott and I, it's no different now. Only difference, he's starting to warm up to Derek as he's usually with me when our father isn't around. Scott likes him though which i'm happy for, Derek's my closest friend and i'd hate for my brother's to not like him. I ignored my father's behaviour for a few months but tonight, tonight was the last straw. My throat still stung from the night's events.
"I couldn't stay there, not anymore" I say, looking back at my little brothers. Derek knows not to push me, especially when it came to my father.
"Where are we going?" Derek asks, changing the subject, meeting my eyes this time as we come to a stop at the traffic lights. I raise an eyebrow at him. He looks back at the 2 big duffle bags I had quickly packed and thrown in the car when Derek came screeching into the driveway after I called him, crying. "I'm guessing you aren't going back"
"I'm not. Neither are they" I tell him.
"I'm coming with you, wherever you're going" Derek says.
"Derek, you can't. You have a life here-" I begin to object.
"I have nothing here. My family..they're..gone. All I have left is you, Stiles and Scott. Mum would have wanted me to stick with you" Derek says, his knuckles turning white as he grips the steering wheel. "I'm not losing you as well" he adds, quieter. He turns back to me. "I'm coming with you" It sounds crazy, a 19 and an 18 year old running away with two 3 year olds. It doesn't make sense. Well, to anyone other than them. They're all they have. They're both running from their own lives. All of a sudden, I break down, I just start crying. Derek pulls over and takes my hands in his. "Hey, we're going to okay"
"How? I have hardly any money, no food, barely any clothes. I practically kidnapped two 3 year olds for fuck's sake!" I sob. I didn't think through any of this, I just took my brothers and left as soon as possible.
"I have money-" Derek tries.
"I can't take your money Derek! It belongs to you and your family" I tell him, tears falling down both cheeks now.
"Hey, hey!" Derek says in a hushed whisper, getting my attention. "You, these boys, you're my family now, alright? We're family and we're going to stick together. Noone is going to take them from us" Derek says softly. He is hardly ever like this, so open. I nod, my vision clouded with tears. "I won't let him hurt you or them again, okay?" Derek asks, his hand coming to my face to wipe away my tears.
"Okay" I answer, my voice cracking with emotion.
"Sammy?" Scott asks, yawning. My head snaps to the boys. Stiles wakes up a few seconds after, yawning just as Scott did. I unclick my seatbelt and climb into the back seat.
"Hey" I say to them, giving them my best smile despite my grief.
"Sam, what's wrong?" Stiles asks, touching the tears on my cheeks. "Is it Daddy again? Is he being mean again?" I whimper at that, someone as young as them should never have to have witness the things these two have.
"I don't like it when he's mean" Scott says, his crocked jawline cocking out as he burrows his eyebrows.
"Is he going to hurt you again?" Stiles asks, his wide, whiskey doe eyes filling with tears.
"No, no, no. We're going to be okay, I promise. Derek's taking us somewhere else" I tell him, wiping his eyes.
"Where? Where?!" Stiles starts to cry. He's still weary of Derek.
"Shhh, shhh" I hush Stiles, I can't stand the sound of them crying, it breaks my heart. I pull him out of his car seat and into my arms, hugging him. I stroke his hair and start to sing him 'Hakuna Matata' from Lion King. Mum would always sing it to me and later on to Stiles as well to put us to sleep or calm us down. After a few minutes of singing, Stiles calms down enough for me to talk to him. "We're going away from..Daddy" I hate saying that, I don't even call him Dad, not anymore. "Derek is driving us to somewhere safe, I promise we'll be okay" I tell him.
"W-Where?" Stiles asks.
"Um..it's a suprise" I say with a smile. Both the boys' faces light up. "And we're going to get ice-cream for breakfast as well" huge smiles appear on their faces and it's a god damn welcome sight. "Now, get back in your booster, we still have abit of driving to do" I tell Stiles. He nods and gets back in his seat. For 3 year olds, they're pretty smart. I kiss both of their heads and crawl back into the passenger seat.
"Everything alright?" Derek asks.
"Yeah..Stiles is just a little..you know" I say.
"Uncle Derek?" Scott says. Scott has taken to calling him that.
"Yeah bud?" Derek answers, turning to look at him.
"Where are you taking us?" he asks.
"Scott, I said it was a suprise" I interrupt. Scott pouts and crosses his little arms over his chest. I smile at him, Derek and I turn back to the front.
"Keep on driving?" Derek asks, I nod and he pulls out.
..
I must have drifted off because I open my eyes to Stiles shaking me, well as much as an almost-4-year-old could.
"Come on, come on! Derek brought candy!" Stiles squels.
"Okay, okay. Hop off me first kiddo" I tell Stiles, yawning. He climbs down me and onto the ground as the car door is open. Only then do I notice that we've stopped driving.
"Here Stiles, take this into Scott, you two can start eating. I'll help grandma from the car" Derek jokes, handing Stiles a 2kg bag of gummy worms. Stiles giggles and takes the bag from Derek, running into a room. I see we're at some hotel or something. I yawn again and stretch, unclicking my seatbelt. "Need some help grandma?" Derek teases. I chuckle and whack his arm away. I pull myself out of the camaro and look around, the sun will be coming up in a couple hours or so.
"Where are we?" I ask Derek.
"Redding" he answers.
"Redding? How long were we driving for?"
"Awhile" he answers with a tired smile. "Come on, we should get some sleep if we're taking these kids out for ice-cream in the morning" Derek says, holding his hand out to me. I take it, closing the car door behind me. Derek leads me into our hotel room. There are two double beds, Scott and Stiles are sitting in one, devouring the candy Derek gave them. That leaves one for Derek and I..great.
"Are you two going to get married?" Scott asks, seeing our hands. I instantly let Derek's hand go, blushing. I've had a crush on Derek for awhile. We've been really close since we were 13, before Scott or Stiles were born, before the Hale fire..before my Mum died. With everything that's happened to us, we haven't had time to get to know each other in that sort of way. I dive onto the bed, instantly loving the soft bed. At my house, I gave up my bed for Scott and Stiles, I slept on the cold, hard ground beside them.
"Okay, time for bed you little munchkins. Go on, pjs on, brush your teeth then get into bed" I tell them, just like I usually do. They both nod and race to the bathroom, grabbing their pjs on the way. Scott closes the door but I can still hear their laughs and giggles.
"You're going to be good at this" Derek says, sitting on the edge of the bed.
"What's that?" I ask him.
"Looking after them" he replies.
"Well..i've been practically looking after them since Stiles was born and Scott was brought into the family. Mum was really sick and..and..my father he-"
"It's okay" Derek says, rubbing my shoulders. I clear my throat and nod. The boys come racing back out of the bathroom, diving under the covers of their bed.
"Can you sing Ha-Ha..that song?" Scott asks, tripping over the word Hakuna. I nod with a smile and get up, walking over and sitting on their bed. I roll my eyes when I see Stiles has toothpaste on his nose, how did he even get that there? I lick my thumb and wipe it off, earning me 'ew!' from Stiles and a laugh from Scott. I pull the blankets up to their shoulders and tuck them in.
"Hakuna Matata, it means no worries, for the rest of your days" I start to sing. "It's our problem-free philosophy, Hakuna Matata. Hakuna Matata. Hakuna Matata. Hakuna Matata, what a wonderful phrase! Hakuna Matata-" Stiles and Scott always join in for this part. "Ain't no passing craze!" Then it's just me again. "It means no worries, for the rest of your days" I sing quietly as the boys eyes start to droop. "It's our problem-free philosopy. Hakuna Matata" I trail off as their eyes slip closed. I carefully kiss their heads and get off the bed. I click the lamp off. On instinct, I lay down on the floor beside their bed, getting ready to go to sleep.
"Sam?" Derek asks quietly through the darkness.
"Yeah?" I answer.
"You're not going to sleep on the floor are you?"
"Uh..I usually do..I like to watch over them" I answer, feeling embarassed. I didn't like them being in another room when my father was home so I moved them into mine and I took the floor. Now's no different..except it is. My father isn't here, Derek's here and he would never hurt them. I get up and make my way to the bed through the dark. I bump into the bed and fall onto it. I cringe when I realise Derek's on here. I feel around but he's not here. I find my phone and turn my screen on, using it as light. Derek's standing up beside the bed. "What are you doing?" I whisper.
"Pushing the beds together. I don't want you sleeping on the floor, you can sleep on that side so you're close to the boys" Derek replies. I give him a kiss on the cheek and help him quietly push the beds together, careful not to wake Scott and Stiles. Once the beds are together, I slipped under the covers, Derek beside me. This isn't the first time we've shared a bed or sleeping space, he would stay when my father worked through the night, but I still got butterflies, having him this close.
"What are we going to do?" I whisper to Derek after I turn so we're face to face.
"I don't know" he answers with a shrug. "I guess we should find somewhere more premanant for a start" Derek suggests.
"That's a better plan than mine"
"What was your plan?" Derek asks, amused.
"Stay here forever, living off candy and ice-cream" I say and we both chuckle. "I have to ask..why are you helping us? Driving half way across the country, getting us this room-"
"I told you Sam, you're all my family now. I'm not leaving you" he answers seriously.
"I really happy you're here" I whisper, realising how much closer we've gotten.
"So am I" Derek whispers back, I can feel his breath on my lips. I lean forward, mine and Derek's foreheads touching. The butterflies in my stomach are swarming.
"Promise me you won't leave" I say, I couldn't bear to lose someone else.
"I swear, I won't" he says. Once the words have left his mouth, I close the distance between us. Sparks fly as our lips move over each other, it's been a long time coming. Derek's large hands come up to hold my face as he kisses me. Derek's mouth moves to my earlobe, then to my neck. I wince and he pulls back. "Shit, i'm sorry, got a little carried away" he says, looking away in shame.
"It's okay..still just a little sore" I tell him. Derek lays back down beside me and I cuddle into his side. "I left because..because" I start.
"You don't have to tell me" Derek whispers.
"It's the least I can do" I tell him. I take a deep breath. "He strangled me, almost to the point where I blacked out. I was crying, gasping, Scott and Stiles came racing in and saw what was happening. I never wanted them to know what he did to me. Stiles screamed for help and my father went after him. I was so scared Derek, I-" tears started to fall from my eyes again. "The look on his face, I-I thought he was going to kill Stiles. He just..he looked so angry, so vicious" I sniff and wipe my eyes. "I managed to get them into our room and block the door, locking my father out. That's when I called you" I say, finally looking at him. His eyes full of concern and worry. "I packed us a couple bags and we escaped through the window. You saved us Derek" I tell him with complete gratitude. "Thank you so much" I say, burying my face in his neck as more tears fell, everything that has happened tonight crashing down on me.
"I'm going to keep you all safe from him, you know that right?" Derek asks, I nod into him. Derek kisses my forehead and rocks me to sleep. I don't know where we're gonna go or what we're going to do but as long as I have my family, i'll be okay.
Oh my god! I know I said in the beginning it's a one-shot but I already have an idea for the second part! It'll be a month in the future, Sam, Derek, Stiles and Scott living in a cute little house in Lawerance Kansas. It'll be a look into their lives and how far they've come since they ran away. Should I write it? I really want to but tell me what you think first! Read, favourite, follow and of course, review! Stay golden guys!