Here we go with part three. I have been very slow because of some things that have been going on. I just want to say that…well…my inspiration levels dropped recently when I broke up with my boyfriend. Yes, it's true. No worries, we are on the same page and are currently best friends. Anyway, here is the story!

-Gwen

With the night aging and the room lit just perfectly, Derek Stiles stepped out of the kitchen and placed a bottle of sparkling grape on the table directly in the center between two candles and a plate on each side. The moon light was the perfect touch for such a lovely evening and his dining room lights were also dimmed to give the night a smooth and soothing touch. Angie had yet to arrive home from shopping and he really wanted to do something special for this special occasion. Just earlier that day Derek had heard the most wonderful sound he ever thought he would hear; his own child's heart beat. He was overcome with joy and pride at the thought that he could ever be a parent. And to celebrate he was making a perfectly romantic evening for he and his beloved Angie. Derek swept across the room, dropping two glasses next to her plate and his. Now all he had to do was wait for her to get home and then he'd serve their meal. He had spent hours working on a delectable honey roasted ham with mashed potatoes, gravy and even some green beans on the side. He could already smell it as it was occupying the oven waiting for someone to pull it out and eat it. Derek ran his hand threw his hair and sat down briefly to rest. He'd been running around the house nonstop all day while Angie had a girls day out shopping for baby things with Leslie. So while she'd been gone he cleaned, cooked, cleaned and cooked some more and now that he was done all the adrenaline from earlier was running off and he felt immensely tired. Then he heard it; the clicking of her heels against the front porch and her hand twisting the knob then the door coming open and the most anticipated thing ever…

"Derek! I'm home!"

Sighing with joy in his heart, Derek stood up from his seat and went to greet her with open arms.

"Angie!" He smiled and wrapped his arms around her tiny frame, "Let me take those bags."

Before Angie could even object Derek had already slipped the bags from her dainty fingers and was setting them in the living room. He would go through the stuff with her later as planned.

He heard her sigh contentedly and move down the small hall leading to the regular house.

"What is that delicious smell! I'm starving!" Angie cried cheerfully and suddenly being led into the dining room where she beheld the most beautiful dinner scene. Her eyes sparkled at the set as she moved towards the table where Derek pulled out a chair for her.

"Sit down, dinner will be served momentarily." Derek said with that signature smile of his.

Angie wasn't sure what to say all she could think of was how excited Derek seemed and she was absolutely elated about all of this. He never really went this crazy…well not since they had gotten engaged but that was almost two years ago.

Derek brought out their meal and seated himself across from Angie, looking into her beautiful eyes and getting lost in a daze.

"Derek?"

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"Derek? Come on, wake up!"

Derek started to open his eyes. They fluttered open and closed again making him wonder what may have happened. As soon as his eyes were fully opened the first person he saw was Adel, looking over him with worry.

"Finally! We thought you'd never wake up! You lost a lot of blood, Doctor."

Derek put his hand to his forehead and sat up, realizing he wasn't wearing a shirt.

"What happened? How long have a been out?"

Adel let out a long breath as if to calculate it. "About three days, we were really worried that you would slip on us."

Derek was shocked at the news and with it he remembered being shot. His mind was a bit hazy most likely from blood loss and he didn't feel well either. But he had to remember that it was important to get back on his feet and start working again.

"Where's my shirt?"

Adel stared in complete and utter shock at Derek's question. It was obvious that they wanted the surgeon to get some rest but since Derek was there he was going to do what he was supposed to be doing; saving lives. Adel's eyes scanned the room eventually running across the white colored shirt that Derek had been wearing three days ago. With a nervous smile, Adel held it up with his one hand showing the damage.

The shirt had been completely white, but was now stained from the shoulder down with blood and a small hole where the bullet entered. The shirt was of no use now and it was impossible to fix here in Costigar.

Derek shook his head, "Oh well. I'll find another I just need to get back to work." The surgeon stood up and gripped his shoulder, wincing at the sudden wave of pain that ran through it.

"Dr. Stiles, you are in no condition to do surgery right now. We think the bullet may have hit a bone."

He rolled his eyes and searched the room for any sign of his glasses. But before he could even find them Adel had laid them in his hand.

"If you are going to disobey at least do it right."

Derek laughed, slipped them on and then proceeded to search for a clean shirt. That wouldn't be too hard…at least he hoped.

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"GET IT TO STOP!" Adel shouted as he was trying to raise the patients vitals.

Yet another mission gone array and more men came back hurt than in one piece. Derek was pressing a large cloth to a mans chest as he tried to get the bleeding to stop. His arms shook with how much pressure he was putting on the wound and he was breaking out into sweat. He had never had much problem with stopping the bleeding before but this was profuse. Derek knew if he was quick enough that he could tug the cloth off and sew up the gash. But most likely the bleeding was internal. Derek wouldn't have time through all the blood to get to the main wound inside.

"Adel it's profuse, I can't get it to stop! He'll bleed to death if we don't try something else!" Derek shouted over the noise of all the ruckus in that particular medical tent. Then something occurred to him.

How long has it been since I used it?

With that thought in mind, Derek pressed down again and soon enough the blood stopped coming. When he had the relief of that he went into operation mode and went in to fix the damage using the healing touch to save time. Then he quickly sutured the wound shut when he was done and put a clean bandage on. In the adrenalin of the moment Derek looked over and smiled at Adel before noticing the large pain that now occupied his head.

"Urgh! My head!" Derek cried, he removed his gloves and proceeded to massage his temples knowing for a fact that his lack of using the healing touch had giving him a headache. He hadn't used it in almost three years because the situations weren't bad enough for the need. But now that he was here…it possibly could help him.

Adel walked over with a look of worry in his eyes, "Are you okay Dr. Stiles?"

"Yeah, fine. Bring in the next patient we have a lot of work to do today."

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Derek laid down on the cot with his head still throbbing from earlier. It was times like these that he really missed Angie, when she'd give him a kiss or something to make the pain go away. His heart was aching at the thought of being away from her. It had been about a month already. He wanted to get home so badly to see his little girl as well, to watch her grow with Angie.

Why did they have to need me?

Slowly Derek rolled onto his side still aching from the shooting and running around all day. His legs were so sore as well as his arms from all the surgeries he'd done. He thought for sure that he'd be used to it by now after almost eight years of doing surgery altogether and then there was GUILT. He groaned in disdain feeling all kinds of aches and pains as he tried to get onto his back again and stretch out the tension. It seemed like as soon as he got settled an emergency would take place and Adel would run in and tell Derek about it.

Not even ten minutes later Adel ran in and woke Derek up from his much needed nap.

"What is it, Adel?"

"Some men are trapped out on the edge of Costigar, we're going to go out there and try to help."

Derek got off his cot and put his shirt on and then his glasses. He was ready to go in less then five minutes and the men and a few other doctors and a couple soldiers were off to the scene.

Abrupt ending, but I'm more excited about part four! So yeah, something pretty interesting is happening in part four and I didn't want to waste time putting it in here…so sorry! Oh and I promise that the next part will be longer!

-Gwen