See Chapter 1 for all warnings.

To Save Them All

21

Stirring awake I blink in the dimness of my room and then sit bolt upright because I'm in my fucking room, at home.

Shit, Scott.

"Stiles, calm down," Its Peter's voice from downstairs and my wolf flops over onto the bed forcing me to follow. Holy crap that wasn't in the game plan.

At least being calm gives me a chance to think and wonder what the fuck happened, why would Scott and the others be at the police station to register me as missing? And how did the four of them get together in the first place? Why did they?

Soft footsteps on the stairs have me looking up expectantly as Derek walks into my room, "You're awake," is all he says and then he grimaces, "So Peter's the new Alpha," and yeah, Derek didn't know about Peter.

"Yeah, he must have gotten the Alpha power from Laura when she died," I hedge skipping over the fact that Peter's the one that murdered her.

He nods, "He said he Bit you, in the woods…" And I wasn't expecting Peter to own up to that so I shrug, "You've not been a werewolf long but you've taken to it like you were a Born werewolf," he sounds and smells confused.

"Dude, Hunters aside, the Bite can be either a gift or a curse, I guess it's what you choose to do with it that counts," That's something Scott never really understood, he never wanted the Bite or the power that came with it, he tried to do his best with it but in the end Allison was his world, she was everything he needed and if he could have found a true cure he would have taken it.

Striding forward Derek comes to kneel beside my bed, "Yes, it is a gift, and in a way it makes us brothers," and holy shit Derek would choose now to do the fucking family bonding thing, I nod shakily, "Okay little brother, let's get you downstairs, Peter's waiting with good news for you."

"Good news? I daren't even hope that Scott is okay.

"Good news," and with that Derek helps me up from the bed, I'm still in the same clothes as before, and we make our way downstairs. Peter is indeed waiting for us, the couch is all made up into a bed and there's the blow up mattress on the floor too, I must make a noise because Derek gives that small tentative smile of his, "Your dad said we could stay here until he's sure it's safe for us to leave."

"Oh," I say weakly and get deposited next to Peter on the couch slash bed.

Peter turns and enfolds me into a hug missing the slight frown on Derek's face as he does it, "Are you calmer Stiles?" He asks with the right amount of concern in his voice but there's no smell to go along with it.

"A bit, Derek said there was good news?" Oh my god please let Scott be okay.

"Yes, the news, your little friend Scott pulled through the surgery with no complications, he's in post op and he'll take time recovering but he will recover," he says and I let out a shaky breath I didn't even know I was holding.

"Oh thank god," I cling a bit to Peter and shake, Jesus that was too close, "What the hell happened? Why was he there?"

"Ah that is a much longer answer," Peter pets me, "Derek could you get us all some water, I'll need it to spin the tale to Stiles, and Stiles has been sleeping for the last eighteen hours…"

"I was out for how long?" I blurt and try to reconfigure my mental calendar.

"Eighteen hours, your dad took you to the hospital but it was a bit full from the drama with the police and you got sent home, we offered to watch you" is said sourly as Peter hates being interrupted, just for that his hands are rough as he drags me closer to him, "Now where was I? Oh yes, water and then I'll tell you."

He makes me wait for Derek to get all of us water, and Derek huffs at having to do that, when all three of us are sipping at water Peter finally tells me what I want to know.

When they left ours the three Argents fled town, well Chris and Victoria did, Allison dragged her heels and wanted to stay because of Scott, she wasn't told why they were leaving and neither of her parents told her about Kate being arrested. I'm fairly certain that Peter is enjoying that bit and I don't know why.

Scott was left without moi and Allison and he bugged the shit out of everyone trying to find us. For some reason Lydia caved after a day and started helping him which is when they learnt that the Sheriff was also missing and by then Erika was back at school too. The doggedly determined trio, Peter's words not mine, staked out my house because no one knew the deputies and they were beginning to believe there was a conspiracy in play, they were sort of right.

In the meantime Allison had worked out that her parents are hiding something from her and she managed to lift her own car keys and fled back to Beacon Hills in time to run into the trio on a chance encounter.

Rumours about Kate and the Hale fire meant that Allison now knew why her parents had run and she hid at Lydia's so they wouldn't be able to find her. The four of them made a plan to go to the police here in Beacon Hills and if that didn't work they'd keep going to other towns to raise a missing person's report on me and my dad.

Only the plan my dad and the various agencies hashed together meant that Kate was getting out, because she'd done it before, this way they'd control the escape, she'd automatically become a flight risk, and they could catch the guys sent to kill the local cops and everything would be nicely wrapped up in a bow.

Except that the four teens walked into the station at the same time as Kate busted out, hearing her niece yelling at the front desk because no one was taking them seriously, Kate went to extract revenge on her brother Chris by killing Allison, because Kate is under the delusion that this was all set up by Chris, because she doesn't believe that anyone else could have worked out what she'd done.

"After that I couldn't hear any more because we'd gotten here," Peter reclines like a king on the bed, "It's a pity because the conversation your dad was having was very fascinating, I really wouldn't want to be the person on the other end of that line, your father was remarkably cutting with just a few words," and yeah dad can do that when you really piss him off.

"It really is a pity Kate was subdued," his eyes flicker red and his voice growls, "I could have hunted the bitch down and ripped her throat out, as she'd be a wanted criminal no one would have investigated a lucky animal attack."

And he's back to being classic psycho Peter.

"The humans would ask too many questions," Derek points out and his face has shut down again, "This way she'll go on trial, she'll go to prison and if she ever gets out alive, the Hunters will kill her themselves for bringing too much attention to them." I hadn't thought of that point, damn I wanted her to suffer in prison for a while first.

"Perhaps," Peter shrugs it off, "It's all moot now, she's been moved to a maximum security and she's in solitary confinement after beating up three guards as they transferred her," he smiles a happy smile and he smells happy too, "She's in a tiny little room, all trapped, all alone, she can't even see the sun, or feel the wind, or hear the birds in the trees," and yep he's revelling in the fact that she is wide awake and in theory suffering as he did in his coma.

My eyes catch Derek's and we are in perfect agreement that Peter is crazy cakes, we'll watch him, and in a few months he'll be more lucid and the part of his brain that processes emotions will be better, he'll be more capable of empathy.

"Thank you Stiles," his arm squeezes around me and his eyes fade to blue, "Thank you extracting a long lasting revenge on her, my way would have been far too short."

"Err," I freeze, he's not supposed to know it was me.

"Well you went to all that trouble to keep her alive, you made sure my nurse was found out and you knew exactly who did what so you could make them go to the police," Peter points out as he moves to put his glass down with deceptive slowness. "I have to wonder at you Stiles, at how a teenage boy was able to take the Bite of a newly made Alpha and not only keep from screaming but actually petted me and kept me calm," he rolls over closer to me and his eyes are glowing red again.

"Then there was how we met outside my care facility, you made all the right moves to surrender to me, you didn't freak out about being a werewolf once. In fact the only time you've ever fought me is when I tried to put my claws in your neck to convince you to help me," he pounces and pins me to the couch my glass goes flying, luckily it's empty. "So Stiles do you have anything to say?"

I have to keep most of my attention on Peter but I can see Derek frowning and getting his 'thinking' face on, damn it, I do not need this thing being all complicated.

And then the doorbell rings and I point a finger towards it, "Um, I think we should answer that."

A/N: Sorry for any and all mistakes, I've tried to catch those I could, but I'm only human.