Omg! YES! Tyler Hoechlin is coming to Australia next month! I'm so excited!

"Peter." Was all Derek said entering the room.

"Nephew. Sit down." Peter nodded his head to the vacant seat across from him.

Derek sat eagerly.

"What happened?" He said, his eyes scanning over Peter's injured bloody body.

"It's alright. I'm alright. I tried to set them free. All the subs. But." He sighed deeply.

"They caught us. Tortured us." Peter smiled sadly at the memory. His smile nearly psychotic.

"I got away. No one else did, they all got killed trying to do what's-"

He couldn't go on.

"Who did this, Uncle? Who was it?"

Derek was desperate for answers. He knew quite a lot of people were against 'Sub rights' but to torture anyone who tried to change that? That was... It was barbaric!

"They call themselves 'The Dom Corporation', they try to 'eliminate' anyone who help Subs. They believe Subs should never be heard or seen, that they're just a doormat to wipe your feet on." Peter growled angrily.

"We need to stop them, Derek. We need to discuss plans." Peter said, trying to get off the chair.

"You need to rest." Derek frowned, pushing his uncle's shoulder back against the chair.

"Can you fetch me my darling Isaac. Ive missed him."

In the room up the hallway, two certain Subs were listening in, well Isaac was listening and repeating everything to Stiles.

Isaac wiped the tears from his eyes and the snot from his nose.

"They tortured him." He whimpered.

Stiles frowned and wrapped his arms around Isaac's back. Giving the wolf as much comfort as he could.

It felt awkward to Stiles, comforting people. Physical contact was never in his books of things to do, It always made him nervous. He always had 'too much' contact, but never in the good ways. No one was ever there to hug him, to comfort him when he needed it.

The only contact was to break him down when he was strong. To break every inch of pride and happiness he's ever felt.

"Quick!" Isaac scurried from the door, dragging Stiles with him, he laid Stiles on the bed and strattled his hips.

Stiles was taken back and tried to push Isaac off of him.

"What are you doing?!" He screeched.

"Shh. It's okay. I promise. Just relax-" Isaac was cut off when the bedroom door opened.

"Peter wants to see- should I come back?" Derek smirked.

Isaac got off Stiles and ran out of the room.

"You okay?" Derek asked, turning his full attention to Stiles whose heart was beating fast.

Stiles gave a stiff nod.

Derek cocked his head

"You sure?"

Stiles gave another nod and got off the bed, stepping in front of Derek.

He frowned and hesitantly wrapped is arms around Derek's waist.

He pulled back and walked out of the room, leaving a confused Derek behind.