PART TEN

Derek took a deep breath in front of the hospital as he walked in. He followed the same pathway as always, left after the door, up the elevator to the second floor burn unit, right at the freaking looking plant, and then another left after the desk. The ladies at the desk were so accustomed to his icy demeanor that they didn't bother to look up at him as he passed. Derek knocked on the door and walked into his uncles room.

Derek's uncle was sitting up in bed, smiling at Derek when Derek walked in. Peter was glad to see family and he was healing again.

"Derek. You look like you have a lot weighing on your mind." Peter said softly, leaning his head to one side to look at Derek. He was still a little weak but he was getting better. Derek was pulling up a chair next to his bed, lacing his fingers into Peters.

"I do actually, and I need answers. Now." Derek spit it out so fast he wasn't sure his uncle could keep up. Peter nodded at Derek, a gesture to tell him to keep talking. Derek clasped Peters hand in his, and gripped a little tighter. Derek felt himself getting scared to ask the question, he had not yet told Peter about him and Stiles.

"Do you remember that really annoying kid? The one that hangs out with Scott and never shuts up?" Derek breathed out deeply, the words falling from his lips with ease.

"Of course, the one who knows too much." Peter nodded, his voice broke a little bit and he sounded raspy. Derek was trying to make this as quick as possible to keep his uncle Peter from weakening further. Derek closed his eyes and nodded.

"Well-" Derek took in a sharp breath, not sure if he was ready to get the answers he needed. He was strong, but he was not sure he wanted to expose his secret. His uncle seemed to pick up on this and squeezed his hand.

"I can smell him, you must be spending an unusual amount of time with him." Peter smirked a little as he said the last few words, happy that Derek was not alone anymore.

"Yes…and he is…not as annoying as you think…" Derek began, " He is actually amazing, and he makes me happy and lately things have been more physical and I noticed that the last time, his eyes began to glow green. He had an unnatural strength about him and he just seemed more primal, but he didn't shift." Derek said softly, trying to work out an answer in his mind before his uncle could. He was mentally preparing himself for the bad news. Peter took a deep breath, Derek could tell he had an answer about Stiles.

"Derek, did you scratch him?" Peter asked softly. Derek's nod gave Peter the answer. Peter laughed a little to himself and took another deep breath. "He will not change, he is not a werewolf. He is infected with the lycanthropy virus, and he does need to learn to control himself. His senses will be heightened, his anger will be easier to trigger, he will demand a lot more…" Peter coughed uncomfortably, "He will demand a lot more sexually." Derek took in a sharp breath, anticipating the sexual advances awaiting him when Stiles got home from school. Derek was picturing Stiles bolder, but still just as timid, dripping with need from being locked up in school all day like a caged animal. Derek laughed at the idea that Stiles was stuck in a cage.

Peter watched Derek's response, calculating the need written on Derek's face.

"Uncle Peter, he makes the wolf inside of me calm down. The wolf is content around Stiles, it doesn't want to get out and kill people" Derek said, looking his Uncle in the eye. Peter was tiring fast and his eyes were growing heavy.

"He is your equal. The wolf inside of you recognizes that there is no threat from Stiles." Peter replied to Derek. He breathed out with a labored look on his face, indicating he was going back to sleep soon. Derek took the hint and kissed his uncle on the forehead. He said goodbye and thank you and disappeared again to find Stiles.

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