A/N – Thank you to all the lovely people who reviewed the first chapter I'm hoping to make this a short fic made only 1 or 2 chaps after this one but keep reading and I hope you enjoy….DanniHavok
Stiles
Everything was cold and I felt cramped like being shoved into a too small box causing my body to curl into an almost painful position. I twitched slightly and felt naked skin rub against cold marble or was it porcelain?
After a mental debate I finally opened my eyes and was faced by a wall of grimy white. I slowly lifted my throbbing head positioning myself on my elbows to see better and what I saw made my heart sink. I was lying in a small bathtub and from the look of the destroyed décor I was in Derek Hales' home. I was also wearing nothing but my boxers which was a plus and I couldn't see my clothes anywhere in the room just perfect.
As if things couldn't get worse when I tried to move my feet I heard the rattle of chains, I'd been shackled to the taps so I couldn't even get out of this stinking tub. I pulled at them uselessly before sitting back in defeat and running a hand over my head.
A sharp pain made me wince when my hand connected with where Jackson had cracked my head open making anger writhe inside me like a wild animal. What the hell was that douche bags problem? I take it being a total prick when he was human wasn't good enough he just had to upgrade himself a level when he became Derek's lapdog?
I rested my head back against the edge of the tub and closed my eyes wondering how I was going to get out of this mess. The sound of lock being opened made me snap my head in the direction of the door and instantly regret it as a new headache appeared.
Derek stood there, blank expression in place as usual and his hands deep in the pockets of his leather jacket like always. He took a step into the room his eyes never leaving mine before he pulled the obviously useless toilet over (seat down of course) and sat in front of me.
"Do you want to know why you're here?" he asked.
"Gee it's nice to see you to Derek" I said quietly trying to hide the shake in my voice.
"Well don't you want to know why Jackson hit you over the head?" he asked letting his hand slowly lift towards my injury. I jerked away so that he couldn't touch it a natural reaction I think when chained to bathroom appliance in a room with a possible monster. He lowered his hand quickly "I'm not going to hurt you Stiles" his statement making me snort.
"Yeah cause this –" I waved a hand over myself "- is considered the best of hospitality!"
"I never asked Jackson to attack you all I asked him to do was bring you here and I certainly never asked him to take your clothes." He stared down at my basically naked form and I flushed as he stared down unashamedly making me fidget under his icy gaze.
"Stop it…" my voice weak and pathetic which had not been the desired effect.
His hand reached for me again but I wasn't quick enough this time as his hand rested on my shoulder before moving it to wrap around the back of my neck. He rubbed my neck gently making me lean into his overly warm hand despite myself. "I never wanted to hurt you Stiles" his voice was soft and almost comforting "I just want to prove a point."
I opened my half closed eyes and moved away from his hand my body missing the contact "what point?"
"I want to test Scott's loyalty" he brought his hands together, his arms resting on his knees as he leaned forward.
"Scott won't be loyal to you" I said slightly confused "you - you destroyed any chance he had of becoming human again why would think – why would he possibly-"
"Not his loyalty to me but to you" his lips twitched as though he was fighting a smile at my bemused expression. "You see Jackson took you at my orders but you're not the only person using my hospitality." At my raised eyebrows he added "your words not mine."
He paused as though he was giving me a chance to guess and in a second I realised "Allison?" Derek gave single slow nod "but why what are you – you can't bite her Derek the whole hunters guild will come after you – what do you have a death wish? Jesus I thought you had more –" but he placed a finger over my lips silencing me.
"How are you going to hear my brilliant plan if you don't listen?" he almost teased. I was totally confused I didn't realise Derek could tease or be comforting or generally not want to rip my face off.
"You see Stiles what I'm gonna do is give Scott a choice" it sounded so simple but I didn't like the sound of it. "His best friend who's stood by him thick and thin or his flake girlfriend who not only swept into town and gained all of his attention but also comes from a long line of hunters who want him dead."
I stared at him with my mouth open and as my brain started to process this information I started to panic. "S-so you're going to k-k-kill o-one o-o-o-o-" but chest was constricting and heart was literally trying to hammer its way out of my chest.
A flash of something metal whirling up to be pointed at us, a shiny barrel the black hole in the middle terrifying. A sound like a firecracker and something splatters across my face, something that tastes like cooper on my lips something red.
"Stiles calm down!" Derek's voice is in my ear chasing the memory away. "Come back to me it's alright" he sooths and I now know from the uncomfortable angle my body is in he's pulled me to his chest but we're blocked by the tub which is cold against my bare chest.
However his leather clad arms around my back, his warm hands rubbing my back and his whispers are enough to make me close my eyes as a wave of calm washes over me. I raise my arms to grip his jacket but he lifts me instead so that I'm sitting on the edge of the bath and I wrap my arms around his neck in a moment of pure weakness. I bury my head in his shoulder as my heartbeat slows and once I'm back to my senses I pull away from him.
As I slip back into the suddenly freezing cold bath Derek is looking at me like a ticking time bomb. "Are you alright?" he asked and I swear he sounded genuinely concerned.
After a few more deep breaths I managed "panic attacks" and that's all I was about to indulge with him. "I think you'd have one to if someone told you you're going to die at the whimsy of a game show style decision!"
"I'm not going to kill you Stiles" he spoke softly and when I looked at him I didn't need to be a werewolf to tell he wasn't lying. "I said I was going to give Scott a choice you or Allison to prove a point."
"What point is that?"
"That you may be his friend but he'll choose Allison over you every time even if he thinks your life is in danger."
I opened my mouth to argue but couldn't think what to say so I shook my head instead and simply said "no" like a stubborn child. Then my functioning brain joined the conversation "Scott's my best friend and sure he loves –" Derek rolled his eyes "- Allison but all this will prove is that he can't choice either of us."
"He will when I give him the choice" Derek's tone was so final so matter-of-fact that it pissed me off.
"So what your just doing to do a Riddler from Batman Forever and see which hole he dives down?"
"What?"
I sighed "seriously? You've never seen – that's beside the point Scott knows that you wont hurt Allison because the hunters would have reason to you know….hunt you."
"Oh I'm not going to hurt Allison" Derek said then added simply "I'm going to kill her."
My mouth fell open in horror as I stared at him wide eyed, ticking off on my mental list that he was a monster. "B-but you ca-can't…"
He shrugged "why not there's no love lost between us considering she used my as archery practise the last time we met."
"But Scott...he'll be crushed!"
"No he won't because he's going to choice her" Derek spoke in a tone as though he was reminding me of an obvious fact.
"You don't know that!" I yelled in his face before cowering in fear and regret.
But he didn't look anger at my outburst just disappointed "Stiles you don't need to be frightened I wont kill you all I want is for you to realise that he uses you."
I shook my head "no you don't" my voice filled with bitterness "you're trying to put a wedge between us so that you can increase you pack numbers."
He smiled at me with…pride? "I can't get anything past you can I Stiles?" his tone light and airy.
"I don't want to be a werewolf" I said steadily.
"You say that" Derek reached out and I didn't move when he ran and hand down from the back of my head to rest against my neck. "But you're lying even to yourself you have thought about it." I remained silent as he became rubbing my neck again "Scott will choose Allison tonight Stiles and you will become part of my pack because I need you to be by my side."
My eyelids drooped the urge to fight was gone all I wanted now was to sleep lulled into it by warm hands and Derek's soft voice. I didn't even want to argue with him about Scott or question why he 'needed' me by his side. As he rested my head against the cold porcelain his hand slipped away making me whimper. Great Stiles show him just how manly you can be.
The sound of rattling chains was heard before his arms returned to me this time under my back and behind my knees. He lifted my bridal style and held me to his chest all the while my eyes fighting to close. I moved my head to his rest against his chest and after listening to his steady heart I gave into sleep yet again.
Derek
It was difficult not to just take him now, asleep and peaceful in my arms but I resisted knowing that he needed to choose me on his own. So with a deep sigh I carried him to my old bedroom that had nothing but a clean sheet on the blackened mattress of my bed for my own sleeping arrangements.
I placed him carefully in the blanket running a hand over his hair and growling when he winced. I was going to kick that brat's ungrateful ass for hurting him or better still I'll let Stiles do the honours when he's bitten.
I closed the door quietly and moved to the other room across the landing where Jackson sat keeping an unconscious Allison company. He looked up when I entered and before he could say anything I smacked him hard upside the head. After he composed himself and picked himself up from the floor he growled "what 'cha do that for?"
I rolled my eyes "first learn proper grammar and second I don't remember telling you to bash in Stiles' scull!" I hissed trying to control the wolf which was baiting for blood.
"What did you want me to do?" he waved his arm dramatically. "I couldn't just walk in and expect him to be ok with being kidnapped!"
"I waited until Allison was asleep before picking her up –" Jackson opened his mouth to argue "- and if she hadn't been in the sleeping mood I would have gagged her and dragged her out by the hair if I had to. Are you telling me that you couldn't have overpowered him without causing him to bleed? We're werewolves remember" I scolded him enjoy that he shrank slightly in fear.
Unfortunately it didn't last very long because he gave a small self-satisfied smirk before saying "it was just so funny watching the losers expression of shock."
I let out a roar of rage making Allison jerk in her sleep as I gripped Jackson by the neck and shoved him into a wall. The fear was almost stagnant as I brought my face close to his "if you ever say something like that again or hurt him again I'll put you down myself" I growled baring my lengthened canines and blood red eyes.
He nodded helplessly so I let go of his neck and watched him crumple to the floor. The noise of Allison mumbling in her sleep made me look at her but with nothing but contempt. A silly girl with a daddy complex, she may believe she loves Scott but I know the real reason she stayed with him. Everyone seems to forget that I was there when Scott tried to apologise for not telling her what he was, that it was for her own goos and she didn't believe him. They forget the fact that two seconds before she was happily following in the footsteps of her bitch aunt being taking shots at us. I know one of the reasons she's still with Scott is just to piss daddy off considering he's a werewolf and he hunts our kind.
As for Scott he's just a hormonal teenage who doesn't seem to understand that just because he thinks he's in love with hunter that there is no danger in the relationship, I had the past experience to prove that it was dangerous. Someone as stupid and reckless as that is not something I need in my pack but looking at Jackson I think I might already be stuck with that. My train of thought was interrupted by the sound of new heartbeat entering my radius, it was fast and accompanied by the stench of rage.
"Scott's here" I said simply "you think you can stick to my orders this time?" Jackson nodded and we left the bedroom just as my front door slammed open ricocheting off the wall. I leapt down the flight of stairs easily and kicked the young wolf in the gut watching him as he sailed out in the forest again.
Jackson shot past me and pinned Scott to the dirt with his hands clasped behind his back and a knee firmly lodged in his spine. "Where is she?" Scott yelled through a pile of leaves.
"She?" I said in disbelief "only she?"
Scott looked at me in confusion before obviously taking in the local smells "Stiles is here to?" his tone was of complete bewilderment.
"Yes" I snarled "Stiles is here too and you're not getting them both!" Scott yelled in anger and frustration trying to struggle against Jackson's iron grip (so he's good for one thing). "Listen to me Scott because I wont repeat myself" my voice was soft but he could hear me. "You're a werewolf and whether you like it or not you can't have it both ways -"
"What do you mean?" his voice was strained as he tried to crane his head up to look at me.
"You can't live in our world and her world because if you haven't noticed the point of her world is to destroy ours." He let his head fall back into the mud still squirming underneath the grip. "So I'm giving you a choice Allison or Stiles because only one is going home tonight."
"Why are you doing this?" his whine loud and grating "Stiles has done nothing but help you in the past even though he was scared even though he didn't really trust you!"
I smirked "I know that's why I have different options for him and Allison." His confusion deepened "I have no desire to kill Stiles where as Allison I'd happily kill" even Jackson looked shocked at that. I bore my red eyes into his and he went back to concentrating on restraining Scott like a good puppy. "See if you choice to take Stiles home which I doubt I'll just kill her. But if you take Allison home Stiles stays with me as my mate and when he's ready a pack beta."
Jackson's knee slipped in shock but because Scott seemed just as blown over as him he missed his opportunity to escape. "Y-your mate?" Scott repeated "you want to mate with Stiles?"
I nodded "so that's why I know that you will pick Allison over your best friend because just like any other male myself included you think your penis and you won't feel so guilty knowing that I wont actually kill Stiles when you leave him here."
"I…can't choose" Scott said quietly, but his heart skipped a beat which told me he was lying.
"Sure you can" I said with satisfied grin "you already have."
There was an uneasy silence which was broken by Allison stirring upstairs in the room. I nodded to Jackson who left Scott's side and ran to collect her but Scott didn't try to chase after him he didn't even try to stand. "Stiles is my best friend" he finally said.
"Then you shouldn't use him like a public information centre or dump all your problems on him you can't be bothered handling them." He looked at me with wide eyes and I smelt grief mixed in with guilt. "He hides fear well when he needs to but I could still smell how terrified he was when you left him with me after I was shot by the wolfbane bullet."
"Scott!" a new voice and she started to run for him but I grabbed her arm harshly making her squeak. "Let me go Scott help!" but he didn't move.
"Get Stiles" I ordered but as Jackson left I stopped him "and I mean wake him up not drag him down the stairs like a rag-doll!"
"Scott what's going on?" Allison pressed her boyfriend while her heart told me that she was starting to get frightened.
"Just a trade Argent don't get angsty" I said listening for Stiles to wake up. I heard Jackson shaking him telling him to wake up and when fully awake Stiles heart skidded a dozen beats before he tried to escape.
There was small thud but I think that Jackson being punched from the new wave of anger that came off him which made me chuckle but it disappeared the moment a sharp gasp of pain from Stiles reached my ears. A moment later they were back out of the house Stiles fighting Jackson's grip on his wrist the whole way as he was basically dragged behind him.
"Let go of me dickhead" Stiles complained fighting aimlessly against Jackson's hold. I smiled to myself at the teen's stubbornness before turning my eyes back to Scott.
"Well Scott why don't you tell us who you've decided to save tonight" I was carefully with my wording not wanting to give away my plan to Stiles or indeed Allison.
"Derek don't…" Scott pleaded but my harsh gaze commanded him to speak.
"Scott come on man don't take this crap please" Stiles tried obviously seeing his best friends' decision in his eyes.
Allison looked slightly puzzled but just kept looking to Scott for prompts which he finally gave her. "Allison –" he coughed heavily trying to hide the tremor in his voice "- we need to go."
Stiles struggled furiously with Jackson now "Scott please!" he was begging and it made me wince in pain. Stiles was so strong nothing, nobody should ever make him beg. My hatred the young wolf almost doubled in that instant but I kept it out of my face.
I let go of Allison and she ran the distance between herself and Scott throwing her arms around him when she got there. Scott was slow to return the hug but he buried his face in her shoulder right away any excuse not to look at his devastated best friend.
He whispered to her that they needed to leave but I heard them loud and clear so without questioning him or even looking back at us they both walked away. Once they were gone I heard the thump of Stiles knees hitting the ground the realisation hitting him hard.
Jackson had let go now and with a jerk of my head he moved back to the house leaving us alone. I offered him my hand but the boy didn't even look at it just kept staring at the space where Scott had stood two seconds ago. "Stiles please its getting dark I need to come inside before it gets cold."
"I can't believe…" but he never finished his sentence as tears began to race each other down his cheeks.
My instinct to protect to comfort kicked in before I could stop it and just like in the bathroom earlier tonight I gave into my feelings for him. I swooped down and placed my hands on his shoulders "look at me Stiles" but his eyes were still unfocused. I shook him gently "look at me" I punctuated every word with steel and his brown orbs finally turned to me. "I'm not about to say I told you so even if I was trying to prove a point all I want is for you to release that your better off without him."
The boy shook his head and moved away from my hands and I let him not wanting to start an argument or scare him. "That's bullshit you just want another goon for your pack so you can get off on the power!" I stood back up and stared intently at Stiles as he continued "I've been reading up on Alpha's Derek and I know exactly why they need big packs. The more betas the more invincible you become the quicker you heal!"
I nodded "that is true but that was not my motivation for this Stiles." I reached out for him but he jerked away and I lowered my hand "and you'll see that soon enough."
People tell me someone understands the batman forever reference? You know the drill people R&R….DanniHavok
