A/N: I'm thinking this may be the last chapter before the final chapter, very few people actually seem interested in this story anymore, which makes me sad, but it happens. Well Enjoy and I'll have more to say on this topic at the end of the chapter.

Promises

Just as Derek began pulling on his shoes he looked over at Stiles. He was happy they had gotten through his moment of panic and everything seemed to be okay, but the look on his face said otherwise.

"So you know, if you leave right after the deed is done, it kind of makes me like a prostitute…and hey I didn't even get paid." The smirk that lay across his lovers face made heat pool in his stomach once more. "So I think you should stay." Feeling the smaller hand running down his still bare stomach Derek could feel himself getting hard once more.

Trying to clear his mind for a minute though he pushed the hand gently down, moving to place both of his hands on Stiles' neck. Moving forward he lightly kissed him, moving backwards a little he felt his head being forcibly moved back towards the younger boy and his mouth being invaded by a warm tongue. Derek let out a moan at the sensation and was ready to start moving back towards the bed when he remembered he really did have things he needed to do.

"Stiles, I really have to go." Pushing him back he placed one more kiss on his lips before fully extracting himself from the embrace. Seeing a pout on the pale face in front of him though he did something he normally never did he made a promise. "I just have to look into a few things okay, I'll be back in a few hours, I promise." He didn't know if it would be enough to convince the boy but when a small smile graced his features he knew he was off the hook.

"A few hours, sighhh, fine I guess I can manage a few hours without you. So you will be back tonight though right, I don't want to leave my window open if you won't be."

"I'll be back three hours maybe four, but I promise I'll be back tonight." Leaning down he stole one more kiss before making his way towards the door. Thinking once more he changed direction and headed towards the window, it was quicker than the door and besides he loved the little gasp Stiles made whenever he jumped. Once he was on the ground he turned and gave a small wave to the boy looking down at him before he began to walk away.

His car was still at his house, and he really didn't know if he should head back and get it, or if he should just continue on to his destination. Considering he was still shirtless he figured he should probably chance a trip home. Moving closer to the forest Derek began to run, jumping over fallen trees, and maneuvering around larger rocks. As he came closer to his house Derek began to slow down, he didn't want to have another run in with the hunters. He stood on the edge of the perimeter where the grass ended and the trees began. He was out of sight but close enough where he could smell and see everything. Listening for movement he let out a breath as none could be detected.

Advancing forward he began to look around just in case he had missed something. After reaching the door and still seeing nothing he slipped inside moving as quickly as possible not knowing how long he would remain alone. Moving up the stairs Derek made his way into the only clean room in the entire house, his room.

Grabbing a shirt he looked around for his keys, he had placed them where they were out of sight but of course his mind had been on edge and he was having a hard time remembering just where they had been placed. Looking around he caught a glimpse of something shiny under his bed. Getting on his knees Derek began to reach for it, grasping it in his hand. Pulling it out he was relieved to see that they were in fact his keys.

Moving to stand up he caught the scent just a minute too late. Feeling a heavy weight on his shoulder he was thrown into a wall before he could turn around. Feeling the pain shooting through his abdomen, he tried to move away knowing there was no way he could fight. Instead he was kicked in the side; the kick sent his body straight into the wall once more.

Derek could feel his bones shattering as more and more pain began moving up his body. A growl was heard before pain exploded throughout his back. The pain was too much and Derek could feel the blackness seeping into the edge of his vision, one more kick and he could feel it completely taking over.

A/N: Alright this chapter is really short, but considering he's going to be out for a while I want to move to Stiles' point of view, and I hate doing it all in one chapter so Stiles' chapter is next! Also, I really enjoy this story and I don't want to quit it, so if you're actually interested in this story please review, pleaseeeee! I should have Stiles' chapter up later today, reviews do make me work faster though =]. Thanks.