Save Me

Disclaimer: I don't own Teen Wolf.

PLEASE NOTE: Sheriff Stilinski knows that his son was assaulted not raped. He thinks Stiles was physically assaulted and so does Mr. Argent. Just to clear things up.

Betrayal, Dinner and Hugs

Night time at a Biker Bar

Scott walked into a bar. He couldn't believe Gerard was making him go after a werewolf. Worse he had to do it alone without using any of his non-human abilities. If he failed there'd be no further training.

His eyes fell on a man in his late thirties who matched the picture Gerard showed him. The rippling muscles didn't help matters. Despite the fact that the old hunter had assured him this man had separated from his pack to celebrate.

Well I knew it wasn't going to be easy, Scott thought.

"Hey you," Scott called out to the man.

Several patrons turned at the sound of a teen voice. A male teen voice.

"You lost kid?" a biker covered in tattoos asked darkly.

"No he's not," the man said, "what's your issue kid?"

Scott knew he had figured out what he was.

"You, let's step outside," Scott recited what Gerard told him to say.

"I'm Mason and I'm not interested punk."

"Then we can duke out here," Scott stepped forward, "if front of everyone."

Mason's eyes actually bulged. "You wouldn't dare."

"Try me Mexican, you see the hunters want you and I work for them."

Mason's face filled with rage. "Is that so? Then that's a whole other matter then," he said and stepped outside.

Scott matched the 6ft tall man's long strides until they came to a closed down scrap yard. Waiting there were four others lounging around. They turned sensing their pack member.

"Seems we have a traitor wolf," Mason announced and the three males and one female group immediately flanked him, "what to do with you?"

"Nothing," Gerard stepped out of the shadows with a group of hunters, "we want to talk not fight."

Mason's teeth elongated. "Then talk, fast."

The Next Day at the Stilinski Residence

Stiles sat with Erica and Allison. His father had to leave for the station so it was just him and the girls having dinner. Scott bailed claiming he had 'something important' to do. Now he could see Jackson's side a bit better. Scott was being annoying.

"Chinese places have the best take out," Allison declared, "so Stiles, my dad said he came by?"

"Um, yeah he did," Stiles said carefully.

"Interesting fact too," Erica said coolly.

"I didn't send him over," Allison got defensive.

"Erica I told you that plan was him and my dad."

Erica shrugged and kept eating. Allison glared as if wishing looks could kill. Stiles kept down a sigh. When Allison showed up minutes after Erica, he knew it would be a tense dinner. Neither would rescind their invitation when they found out the other was invited as well.

"So, did you tell him anything?" Allison asked.

"Curious, much?" Erica said.

"He's my friend too, I'm concerned," Allison said gripping her fork.

"Ok," Stiles said pulling his chair back, "does anyone want some juice, soda, a hose?" he added.

Both females got the message and tried to calm down.

Stiles sighed and got both orange juice and a big bottle of soda.

The girls attacked the soda while Stiles enjoyed his juice. He decided to enjoy the silence while it lasted.

"So Scott bailed huh?" Erica said between sips.

"Um yeah, he had stuff to do or whatever," Stiles shrugged.

"Do you think he'll...hurt Derek?" Allison ventured.

"What do you care?" Erica asked, "to hunters we are all fair game, right?" she hissed.

"Hey it's not like that!" Allison got angry.

"Keep dreaming," Erica rolled her eyes.

"Come on Erica," Stiles said feeling exasperated.

"Ok, Ok," Erica backed off, "sorry Allison," she apologized.

"Right," Allison said, "but seriously, I think Scott's searching for a way to harm Derek."

"Like lock him in an alternative dimension," Stiles joked to hide his dread.

"That sounds fun," Erica laughed.

"He's your pack leader," Allison remarked.

"I know mom," Erica spat.

"Ok ladies, let's just take a breath..." Stiles tried.

"No, I want to hear what the great Allison has to say."

Allison rounded on her. "Why are you here? Stiles wasn't your friend before and now you're like two peas in a pod. What's really happening here?"

"So what I'm some kind of spy?" Erica demanded.

"I just don't think it's a good idea you spending so much time with Stiles," Allison said honestly.

"How dare you?" Erica exploded, "you go spilling the beans and think you can question my loyalty?"

"Erica please..." Stiles said.

"No Stiles, I'm not letting this hunter trash call me a traitor."

"Hunter trash!" Allison jumped to her feet and Erica growled.

"Shut up!" Stiles shouted, "one more word and I won't be friends with either of you!"

Both females took their seats in silent shock.

Stiles breathed heavily. This dinner was a mistake. Now he felt more frazzled than ever.

Late at night at the Stilinski Residence

Derek held Stiles close. He couldn't help but get closer to the teenager. After hearing about his breakdown at school and dinner from hell, he was more determined to protect Stiles from all kinds of harm.

"Thanks for coming, I have school tomorrow."

"Why not stay home longer?" Derek asked.

"I can't hide forever, I won't," Stiles demanded, "just because that monster stole my virginity doesn't mean he also gets my freedom."

Derek chuckled. "You're a philosopher now?"

Stiles snorted. "Yeah of bullshit."

Derek rested against Stiles. It seemed so natural being with the younger male like this. Was he going gay? Bi? He didn't care. Hearing Stiles heart beat was a balm to his troubled soul. And the teen's steady breathing was music to his ears.

"Did you enjoy your first time?" Stiles asked suddenly.

"What?" Derek asked surprised.

"Did you?" Stiles looked up at him.

"Oh, um, yes," Derek said, "it was a bit awkward but yes."

"You were awkward?" Stiles didn't believe him.

"All first times are awkward," Derek told him, "you improve with practice."

"And you improved?" Stiles teased.

"A thousand percent," Derek regretted bringing it up, "let's move on."

"Did you get sweaty hands?"

"Stiles?"

"Were you both nervous?" he laughed.

"Enough Stiles!"

"All right," Stiles backed off, "wait...what's with, is that perfume?" he sniffed.

"What? Oh some lady at a perfume counter sprayed me repeatedly as she tried to convince me to buy it for my 'girlfriend'," Derek said clearly annoyed, "I was only there because a friend of mine begged me to take his girlfriend shopping, well more like chaperone."

Stiles looked at him hard to see if he was serious. "Dude that's so gay," he laughed.

"He didn't ask me 'cause he thinks I'm gay," Derek snapped, "Paula likes getting all handsy when Garth's away and he knows I'm one of the few guys who won't jump into the sack with her out of respect for him."

Stiles suddenly pulled away.

"What?"

"Would it be so bad if you were gay?"

Derek realized what he'd said. "No, no, I'm sorry. I...I'm just not used to talking about...this."

Stiles sat up and sulked. "Would you mind if I dated?" he asked suddenly.

"Why? I mean...no...um...why ask me?" Derek fell over his words.

"Never mind," Stiles sighed and lay back down, "just shut up and hold me."

Derek did as the younger male asked. He'd just screwed up big time. But everything in his life was upside down. How could he sort through any of it and get to the truth. No matter what happened there were two things he needed to get done. Find Stiles rapist and clear his name.

Sorry about the late update but you get to meet Z and the rest of the wolf pack in the next chapter. Also Teen Wolf is all new on Monday June 3, 2013. So excited! Today is June 2, 2013. Please read and review.