Stiles found himself in Scott's home, the young alpha looked wide eyed at Stiles as Derek dabbed at his wounds. He ran his hands though his hair as he heard Stiles hiss and then wince at Derek while he gently runs cleans around the claw marks on Stiles chest, they weren't deep but it was enough to make them bleed. Scott saw other smell scratches on Stiles hips and arms it got him wondering what was Sebastien trying to do "What was he doing at the school?" Scott asked
"I don't know maybe he thought it was a nice place to send his kid? How the hell am I meant to know?" Stiles snapped at him, as he leaned back against the sofa and then rubbed his eyes "Sorry…sorry." He mumbled, his eyes started to burn with tears, Derek stopped cleaning his wounds and then
"I think you need to see Deaton to be on the safe side, we don't know if a shallow cut from him turn you." He said, Stiles nodded and took a spare shirt from Derek's hands. It was one of Derek shirt and Stiles smiled as he slipped it over his head and breathed in his scent and he felt it calm him.
"It's okay Stiles I know you are under stress after what happen." Scott said, as he sat next to Stile. "I think maybe we need to call Chris and…Gerard." He said, Stiles open his eyes and looked at him as Derek turned his head and just stared at the young alpha wolf.
"Are you insane? Have you forgotten what that sick fuck did to me?" Stiles asked "Or what he did to Derek and you?" He asked, Stiles was getting panicky as Scott got a guilty look on his face
"Scott we can't trust Gerard with this knowledge that Sebastien Valet had found someone to peak his interests, he will not hesitate to use Stiles as bait." The older wolf said as he placed his hand on Stiles knee
"Wait you have already called him haven't you?" Stiles asked, as Scott stood up and stood towards the door
"Gerard knows about the beast." Scott argued as there was a ring at the front door.
"I can't believe you." Stiles whispered, as he let Derek pull him close.
Chris walked into the room followed by Gerard and then Scott. The teen was still sat on the sofa as Derek stood up and the two men stopped and looked at him "Derek." Chris said, as he held out his hand to the wolf and Derek shook it before he turned to Gerard
"Best friend are we?" He asked as he walked into the room
"We have mutual respect for each other." Chris said as he watched his father look at Stiles. The teen glared at Scott as he walked into the room
"I Scott said you had a run in with Sebastien Valet." Gerard said, Stiles looked up at him with a look of hate.
"I did." Stiles told him dully, the older man sneered at Stiles as the teen sneered back at him
"What did he want?" Chris asked, much more nicely than his father
"What do you think, he wanted direction to the city centre?" He told them as he stood up "I'm going home." Stiles said as he went to grab his things.
"I didn't see your jeep outside." Chris said
"Sebastien crushed it." Derek said, as he went to help Stiles as he couldn't pick his things off the floor without wincing.
"He tried to fuck you did he?" Gerard said, Stiles froze and turned to look at him "I said he was wolf nip." He twisted to look at the slender teen and then walked up to him before Derek stood in his away "Why is he interested in you? What did he say?" The old hunter asked as he looked around Derek at the teen.
"He talked about how fun we could have, and how his hearing and senses smell is stronger than any werewolf." Stiles told him "He told Derek I smelt like sweet winter wine." He said, Gerard turned to Derek and looked at him
"He didn't kill you to get to Stiles?" He asked, titled his head the dark haired wolf scowled at him
"Clearly he didn't."
Later on…
Chris got into his apartment he dropped the keys into the bowl in the hall way before running his hand down his face. He then turned to face his father who stood there staring at him "Okay I get that Stiles is an interesting boy, but why are you so hell bent on hurting him?" Chris asked, the older man looked at him for a moment before turning to go into Chris' offices "Gerard!" He snapped
"Did you see the photo of his mother?" He asked, his son out loud
"Yes of course I did! What had that got to do with anything your attitude towards him?" He asked, as he watched the older hunter go thought Chris's draws looking for something "Are you going answer me?" He asked, as he pulled out a black book and started to flip through it
"Ah here it is."
He turned the book around and showed it to his son, Chris took a small black book and looked down at the name and the photo Gerard was pointing at and frowned at the name "She dead Gerard, no had seen her since that insane werewolf took her? All we could find of her was a bloody teddy bear!" Chris snarled. The memory if his little sister brought up old painful memories, she was only 9 years old when she was taken from her bed, the rouge wolf wanted revenge on the Argents for killing his unstable werewolf brother who attacked and mangled 10 people before Gerard shot him.
"She alive or was about 9 years ago." He said, Chris frowned deepen as he looked back at the name 'Christina Argent'
"What are you saying?" He asked
"I'm saying that Christina is Claudia Stilinski." Gerard said, Chris was quiet as he looked at him the words heavy between them.
Chris licked his lips nervously and he looked down at the photo of the little girl grinning up at him "I…I don't believe it." He whispered, before shaking his head "I…If that was true why is Sebastien Valet chasing Stiles like that? Surely he would know that Stiles is part of his blood line? Right?" He asked
"Maybe he doesn't know or he doesn't care."
"I'm sorry but I can't believe any of this, there are too many Ifs. You have no proof that your theory is true." Chris turned to walk away from him.
