Isn't obvious? I love you
Chapter 11
John stood in his kitchen yelling and screaming at the BAU members including his own nephew. he was not pleased with them all standing or sitting around in his kitchen going over all the facts.
"What the hell good are you doing my son sitting here In my damn Kitchen!"
"Sheriff, listen we are doing the best we can here."
"The best you can do is sit in my kitchen and talk over things we already. Damn it Aaron my needs us, needs you to find him!"
"I have another agent coming in, he will be here matter in he should be here now."
"Another agent to sit in my kitchen and not help my son"
Just then a knock on the door caught John's attention, making him to leave the kitchen and go to the door.
When arriving at the front door he jerked it open, only to see agent McCall standing on the other side.
John sneered when seeing the agent. "What the hell are you doing here?"
"John I heard about Stiles I came to help."
"Oh that's great, but isn't there something wrong with this picture…. I appreciate your effort and worry about Stiles, but you can fly in town to help find my son, and you can't fly in to see your own son!"
Aaron walked into the living room where john stood yelling at the agent that stood in his door way.
"Well I take you two know each other. "
"Yeah, very well." Was all john could say before Aaron cut him off.
"Sheriff we need all the help we can get right now."
"Yeah he's going to need help, when I put my foot so far up ass he's going to need removing it."
"Frisky Stilinski" was all that came out of the mouth of no one other then peter Hale, who stood behind McCall and with Derek close to his side.
"Shove it Hale!"
Once everyone was inside, McCall, Aaron, John and Peter and another friend of the family Chris argent all went back into the kitchen… going over everything again and again.
There was no time to waste here Stiles was missing and days have already passed.
Derek Sat back and watched as the FBI talked things over with john, he had been up for days wondering who or what could have Stiles, worried if he even still alive.
he just started to doze off when he was called into the kitchen. Getting up off the couch he shuffled his feet across the floor and into the kitchen.
He looked to all the FBI agents and john, he was then spoke too.
"Derek, do you mind if I ask you some question?" Chris asked
"Not at all, anything I can do to bring him home."
"I need you to take a seat, there next to Morgan."
Derek glared at the agent; he really didn't wanna be sitting next to him. but done as he was asked, because all he wanted was for Stiles to come home and be safe again.
But the questions Chris were about to ask was goanna change everything john and them all knew.
"When was the last time you seen Stiles?"
"About a month ago,"
"Did he say or do anything to would of him runway?"
"No"
"What about what's going on with you and him?"
"What are you talking about?"
"You know, the fights between you two, the one stands…. Everything.'
"Are you blaming this on me, I didn't make him runway, I had nothing to do with it. "
"What happen with you two last time you seen him. "
"Well if you must know, he shut me out okay… I came here to see him, and he told me that he was still punished and Mr. John said he couldn't see me…. that was it he pushed me away, what else you want from me."
Just then Derek's phone began to ring, he fished his hands around in the short pockets, when finding it he answered the blocked call.
"Hello."
There was no answer, just heavy breathing.
"Who is this?" he still go nothing from the other end of the line.
Derek looked around to the FBI team looking for help; he wasn't sure what to do.
Morgan reached his hand out tapping Derek on the shoulder. "put it on speaker."
Derek did as told, and put the call on speaker.
"Stiles" Derek called his name, but still got nothing.
That's when the voice finally cut in. "I told you I would get you Hale, see how easy it was for me to get to your little human."
"If hurt one single piece of hair on his head, I'll rip your throat out with my teeth, bitch"
While Derek was keeping the kidnapper on the phone Morgan had Garcia trace the call and try to pin point where the call was coming from.
The call was unable to be traced, because it was coming from a mobile track phone…. but that didn't stop Derek.
"You hear me bitch harm him In any way and you will pay!" Derek shouted into the phone.
They next thing he heard was aloud buzzing noise and then sound of Stiles screaming….
"Stiles!" John yelled, but he couldn't answer the pain he was feeling from current running this body was way too much for him to answer.
"I've warned you Hale, and you wouldn't give in now suffer with what's being done.
After that the phone line went dead, and there nothing but beeping in Derek's ear.
"Fuck!" Derek shouted.
Chris then started back up with the questions.
"There's no time to waste here Derek." John spat at the boy.
"And what did they mean by your little human. " Aaron asked.
Chris then spoke up. "Derek isn't just human, he is a born werewolf.
"Werewolf, what!"
"There such a thing called supernatural world john, Derek and myself as well with Chris are part of it…. Derek and I are werewolves and Chris is a hunter. "
It took John and the FBI some time to wrap their heads around the whole idea… but it needed to be done in order to save Stiles.
There were more questions asked but Derek refused to answer them…
"Derek if we are going to find him, we need your help here. apparently whoever has him has some beef with you."
Derek looked up from the table and narrowed his now red glowing eyes to everyone in the room.
"I don't need your help, I'm going to find this son of a bitch and make them beg for their life, as I skin them alive with my fucking teeth. " sliding his claws across the table he wiping out the case files and tossing them onto the floor.
"Derek!" peter shouted at his nephew.
"Leave me be peter... this is my life they are fucking with not yours."
With that Derek got up and walked out of the Stilinski house, heading back to his. He was done with sitting around and answering stupid ass question about his one stands with Stiles as Chris called.
It was then that Derek realized just how much he loved Stiles, and his feelings were growing Stronger by the minute, and whoever had them was going to pay for taking him away.
Chris turned to Peter narrowing his eyes. "I'm goanna need your help, you can track his scent."
It wasn't long after Derek leaving to go hunt down whoever this person was, that another call came in thearting to kill Stiles if they didn't turn over the alpha.
Morgan kept the call going long enough to get a trace telling them just where the calls were coming from and where Stiles might be.
Which is the old abandoned Movie Theater? Hopefully not just the caller would be there, maybe Stiles would be there too.
The FBI didn't let a second pass that they were out the door and on their way to the building.
When arriving there, Hotch looked to his agents and along with john, will and Chris.
"Morgan, JJ, you cover the back. Rossi and I will cover the front. Everyone else stay put."
Just as they busted through the doors, they could the unknown caller speaking to Stiles.
"Freeze FBI!" The unknown person heard the voice of Derek Morgan and JJ right behind him.
"Don't come any closer or I'll slice his throat."
"Don't come any closer or I'll slice his throat."
"You don't wanna do this."
"That where your wrong."
Bamthe unsub fell to the ground as the Sheriff fired his gun and hit the unknown person, right in the chest with a gold bullet. Making whatever this damn thing was weak… now that the unsub was on the floor, John ran over to stiles.
"You okay kiddo?"
"Yeah I just wanna go home, I'm scared dad."
"it's okay you're safe now." John's eyes filled with tears as he wrapped his arms around his son hugging him close.
"Someone I need help over here!" John called out, getting Morang's attention.
John and Morgan both wrapped on of Stiles' arms around their necks and help him to his feet and out to the SUVS.
Once Stiles was home, and in bed John called the alpha letting him know they had found him. Within minutes Derek was there at the house and in Stiles room.
Stiles was beaten to a bloody pulp his face and body was covered in cuts and dried up blood, which only made Derek angry.
A couple of hours passed finally Stiles woke to see Derek sitting on his bed holding his hand.
"Hey I'm here, and I'm not leaving not this time."
