AN: I don't like doctors, I respect them and what they do but I don't like seeing them so we just decided I would stop typing for a while because, logically speaking here, if I did that and ignored my injury it would eventually go away. (That's simply how it works). So, I actually wrote out this chapter, which didn't feel any better, in fact...it might've been worse. I cheated, a few times, but all I could get was like two sentences before it hurt like a bitch and looked disgusting. Seriously, never again. So, sorry for the wait? I'm cheating right now, my hand already hurts. I desperately hope this is worth it.
pandabear1715: I think I'm dying from my own excitement. I hope this chapter meets your expectations, I'm going to try and exceed them...you have to let me know if I accomplish this. You're amazing thank you so much.
By the time Issac and Jefferson got to the house, Telisa and Allison's groups were both back at Derek's. Scott had explained the situation he believed Issac told him. Steven had attacked Stiles and Stiles killed Steven. The wolves fought that it was self-defense and some said it didn't happen, which led to a fight of Scott telling Aleysha that 'Issac isn't stupid you bitch' and Aleysha saying that 'he must be blind than because Stiles would never'. Telisa, Karen and David were confused for the first few moments of the conversation before Karen decided Issac was crazy and that would be proven when Stiles got back. David went with it and Telisa stood behind Aleysha's words. Allison, Lydia, Jackson and Andre got back after them and sat down, each trying to grasps the situation. Allison still lived to protect humans but it was self-defense. Issac and Jefferson came and caused silence among the wolves.
"Where are Stiles and Brett?" Jefferson settled next to Karen and shook his head.
"Stiles was...he was pretty beat up about everything and he just...cried and cried and begged us to believe he didn't mean to. Brett took him back home when Stiles knocked out. He thought it'd be better if the two of them talked it over before he had to face you guys." Issac tells them, looking towards his boyfriend who gripped his hand tightly, reassuring that Stiles would be fine. "But, you guys got the hunters."
"Yeah, the guys are with Dominic making the antidote."
"Are we even sure it's going to work?!" Everyone looked to Jefferson as he stood, anger on his face. "How do we know they aren't just making something to kill him? How do we know it's impossible to cure and Stiles is going to die thinking he's a monster? This is bullshit!" He shoves at Karen's hands and glares at them. "You're all missing the point that it doesn't matter anymore!"
"Jefferson!?" Aleysha screams back, staring at the younger man who just growls at her lightly. Issac frowns at him while Karen stands with him.
"Jeff, everything's going to be fine..."
"Nothing is going to be fine!" He yells, shoving Karen to sit and stalking past before stopping and spinning, glaring at the Alpha. "And that's your fault. Everything would've been fine if you didn't fucking...if you just kept your damn filthy hands to yourself." Jordan and Scott both look to Derek while the rest take on confused faces. Issac looks down. "Everything was fine before you." He shoves past Issac and Scott and leaves the house, falling to his ass on the porch while the remaining wolves look towards Derek.
"What does that mean?" Aleysha asks, narrowing her eyes. "What did you do?" Derek looks to the ground and sighs before looking back up and raising a brow.
"Derek?" Erica asks, hesitantly. "What did you do?"
Stiles wakes up in his bed, curled to his husband's chest. He pulls away and sits on the edge of the bed, burying his face in his hands. What did he do? Where did he go wrong? Who was he? He had it all figured out, he knew exactly who he was and what he did. Then in one day everything just...fell apart. He kissed Derek, which he didn't necessarily hate and he...he killed someone's baby. He had to have, even if he didn't remember it. For both brothers to believe it, to want to kill him for it, he must've killed her. It didn't make sense otherwise.
"Stiles?" Stiles doesn't answer as Brett shifts behind him. Brett slowly gets to his knees and behind Stiles. "Babe?"
"I'm sorry." Brett smiles and presses his lips to Stiles' forehead. Stiles closes his eyes and lets his hands fall to his lap. Brett doesn't speak as he lets Stiles get a hold on himself. Stiles turns his head just to meet Brett's blue eyes. "I'm so sorry."
"I know." Brett says. "If I didn't know that I wouldn't have brought you home. You didn't...you didn't do anything wrong." Brett tells him and Stiles turns, placing his hand on Brett's arms.
"I kissed Derek, you get that right? I kissed him. If you, you wanna take the pack and lea-"
"Are you kidding me?" Brett shakes his heads. "You were weak and vulnerable and dying..." Brett's eyes look down before meeting Stiles who's eyes flash a dull green before fading to brown. "And you did what any sane person would do."
"I killed someone Brett." Brett shakes his head and purses his lips, he closes his eyes and then sighs. He reopens them and pulls Stiles face to look at him.
"No you didn't. I don't believe that." Stiles rolls his eyes. "I'm serious. The whole world could try to convince me you did but unless you can tell me how you did it, it wasn't you." Stiles frowns and looks to him. "I know you, Stiles, I see you." Stiles blinks and his lips part. "You fuck up, a lot..." Brett lets out a laugh. "you make mistakes from crashing cars into trees to stabbing your husband to laughing inappropriately when Jeff comes home looking like a coloring book." Stiles laughed at the memory. "But you could never hurt someone like that, I don't care. You don't have the power to hurt people like that now and you sure as hell didn't have it in you when you were five. When that spark inside you..." He presses his fingers to Stiles chest. "Didn't even exist yet."
"You think so, cause all I can think is I took away someone's daughter...someone's happiness." Brett shakes his head again.
"I don't believe that. If you did, I don't think their parents would've let you live. To be honest, even if they hadn't witnessed it. They knew what you'd become...they knew and hunters don't care but if you killed their baby girl, unless they had solid proof you didn't do it, they would've killed you." Stiles licks his lips and nods.
"You think so?"
"I know so." Brett smiles and Stiles searches his eyes before smiling a little bit. "I should call the group...let them know we're heading on over." Brett starts off the bed when Stiles hand stops him, a smirk taking over the brunettes lips.
"Or, we could take advantage of my emotionally distraught self and alone time we won't have for a while..." Brett looks to him and Stiles bites his lips, tugging his husband closer. "I really want to take advantage of this." Brett smiles and leans over the spark and pressing his lips to the other's. Stiles kisses back and readjusts himself so he's leaned up on one elbow and the other is tangled in Brett's blond hair. Brett smirked against Stiles lips and moved to nip at his jaw.
"We can take all the advantages you want, just know..." Brett pulls away and meets Stiles brown eyes. "We're doing it my way." Stiles laughs and pulls his husband back down.
"There was an incident..." Aleysha's jaw sets as she glares at Derek. "earlier...I don't see how it's any of your business though, if Stiles wants to talk about it he'll tell you."
"Bull." She says to him, shaking her head. "You're just being a coward."
"Hey." Erica yells back, glaring. "Lay off." Issac lets go of Scott's hand and Scott looks to him before nodding. Issac heads outside and sits next to Jefferson who is still upset.
"You okay?" They ignore the yelling from inside the house as Jefferson looks to the other wolf.
"I don't know. I just feel like we're wasting so much time. I wanted to come here, you know and see where Stiles grew up but now that we're here, even though you and Scott have been great, I just feel like we wasted time here. Like we did the wrong thing. And I know I only think that because Stiles is hurt but it scares me." Jeff admits, playing with his fingers. "Back in New York, I saw Stiles and Brett fight so many creatures but...never like this. They're fighting with someone we should be working with."
"Derek won't break them up." Issac tells the young boy who looks over to him, curiously.
"How do you know?" Jefferson questions and Issac smiles to him, both wolves unaware of the watching beta or silenced fight.
"Because I know Derek and I know Stiles with Derek and while there are a few of us in there who wouldn't mind the two getting back together we all just want Stiles to be happy." Jefferson looks to the ground and hums lightly.
"Do you ever wonder what it'd be like if Stiles never left?" Issac swallows heavily and nods slightly, he did. A lot, all of them did. "Ever since we had to work together all I think is...how different it would've been if we never had Stiles. People think because I'm the youngest and hyper and happy a lot that I'm not smart but...we needed him. And we all have our selfish needs to want him..." Jefferson looks up to Issac. "What if we just pretended we didn't want him, which one of us need him now?" Issac looks to the ground and thinks. He wants to say Derek does but that's selfish but they do need him but Brett's does too. He looks to Jefferson. "Why can't we both put everything aside and realize we all need Stiles and yeah, Derek might be hurt to see him with Brett but if he asked they'd tone down."
"I don't...I don't know."
"We were doing good at being friends before why can't we all just pretend we're friends again. Because Stiles needs all of us too." Scott looks back to the quiet group, sitting and exchanging looks every few seconds. "And we're the same...right?" Issac nods.
"Alright, that should be it." Brian says as he and Marcus and Dominic enter the room. Brian looks up and at the occupants, eyes resting on Kelly and Jenny. "What did we miss?" Jenny just shakes her head while Dominic looks over to Aleysha, who nods.
"Who wants to call the sick boy?" She asks and Jordan raises a brow at her.
AN: Shortest chapter ever? Yeah, sorry. My excuse? Well, I don't know if you guys want a little steamed windows action between Stiles and Brett and oh my God, you should see my hand, it's so gross. Hurts.
Enjoy while I whimper away in the corner.
