The Cracked Mellon

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The last thing that Stiles remembered is staring into Derek's red blazing eyes ... Derek's hand wrapped against his throat and hearing a definite crack as his head banged against the window that Derek had shoved him against before his world went black.

When he regained consciousness, it was to the beeping of a heart monitor. His heart, he guessed. Great... he was in a hospital. Wait ... why was he in the Hospital? Yeah right! Derek and his epic love for throwing Stiles against anything solid. Guess this time it went a bit far... Sometimes the sour-wolf doesn't remember his own power. Speaking of the sour-wolf, where is everybody... Dad... where's his dad. His dad is going to be worried... Breaking out of his inner monologue, Stiles tried to open his eyes to look around.

"Stiles, hey you there with us buddy?". That was Scott's voice and he sounded worried and relieved and happy all at the same time.

"Mmmhhhh" Stiles mumbled and fluttered his eyelashes and cringed immediately at the light.

"Light" he mumbled again and heard Scott moving away and switching the lights off.

Stiles opened his eyes and saw Scott's worried face looming above his bed.

"Hey" he said.

"Hey" Scott said back "you scared us all back there you know?"

"Sorry... You did not kill Derek right?"

"No but I wanted to. Besides he totally deserves it"

"It was an accident Scott."

"Yeah right ... accident." Scott said disbelievingly. "He shoved you against a window Stiles. A window that broke on impact and the glass shards pierced you in multiple places causing you to loose so much blood... I was scared Stiles...I can't loose you too", he added almost a whisper.

"Hey... I am all right Scott. Nothing is going to happen to me. Don't worry bro." Then changing the subject he asked, "Did you call my dad?"

"Of course I did. Don't worry... I told him you were going to be fine. Mom and I will look after you until he gets back home"

Stiles doubted his dad won't worry. He must be half crazy with worry by now. He was doing some cop conference thing away from Beacon Hills. Stiles should call and let him know that he is alright and while he is at it, probably dissuade him from leaving work early and rush back home to Stiles.

"OK. I should probably call him though."

"Yeah sure man you do that and I will text the others and let them know you are awake and also the doctor wanted to check you out once you were awake."

"Where's everybody?"

"I sent them home after the doctor said he gave you sedatives to help with the pain and that you will be out for at least a few hours and Derek's still here waiting."

"OK good. Can I speak with Derek?"

"Yeah sure" Scott said uncertainly.

"Scott it was an accident. You can't hold that against him."

"I know...I don't blame him... Maybe a little...it's just...I should have paid more attention... Should have stopped him...hell Derek should know his own strength by now...Stiles, you are the strongest person I know ...even surrounded by all us werewolves ... and all this supernatural crap going on around us, you always hold your own... hell, you save our lives time and time again and then something like what happened today happens and we are all reminded that even though you are a part of the pack, you are not a werewolf. You don't heal like we do. We can get over our pain...heal our wounds ...hell even mend broken bones in a matter of minutes...but you, you have to suffer for so long but you still bounce back always. I am just scared that one of these days, you might not. We have already lost too many people we care about... I can't lose you too."

"You won't lose me and this..." Stiles said pointing to himself, "this is nobody's fault...not Derek's... Not you. This is just an accident ...a stupid accident none the less and I don't blame anybody."

"OK..." Scott said finally knowing full well that this is just like Stiles to forgive them so easily. Stiles fights for the people he loves and cares about. He would die for them without a second thought but God forbid if people who love Stiles try to fight on his behalf, try to save him or hurt themselves or each other protecting Stiles... NO... Stiles would never have that.

So Scott just bows his head and says, "I will get Derek for you" and leaves the room.

TBC.