Title: I didn't really want you to die

Stiles' POV

Me and Scott we speeding down the road toward Derek. Scott had just 'called out' to him and we found his location.

We pulled up at Derek's house and jumped out of the car.

"Which way do we go?" I asked.

Scott looked around. "This way." He said running in the direction.

I quickly followed. After running about a half of a mile Scott stoped. He looked at the ground then started to move away leaves and sticks. Soon a pull up square door was revealed. He raised it and looked back at me. I blew out a breath and he turned around. We climbed down the stairs into a chamber like hall. There was only a light here and there as we proceeded down the hall.

We came to a stop when we approached a door. Scott looked back at me and I nodded giving him the 'go'. He opened the door and what we saw left me breathless.

There Derek was. Chained up and attached to a machine.

Me and Scott rushed in and Started tying to get him unlocked.

"Derek, Derek." Scott said, trying to wake him up, slightly hitting his face. He was unconcious.

He was being held hostage in some type of werewolf torture chamber. A Argent, most likely Kate being the only one keeping him company.

That was a torture of its own. I mean seriously, what was up with that chick?

I was so heart breaking to see Derek, who was now laying on the ground, unconcious and battered. I knelt down beside him looking at his motionless body.

I remember when I wanted Scott to just let Derek die.

"Call it again." Scott said, searching for his phone.

"It's not here." I said, sitting in his chair watching him. "So you lost your phone. Why don't you just get a new one?"

"I can't afford a new one. And I can't do this alone. We have to find Derek." Scott said.

"Well A. you're not alone. You have me. And B. didn't you say that Derek pretty much walked into gun fire. He sounds pretty dead." I informed him.

"Argents plan is to use him to get the killer. Their not going to kill him." Scott stated.

"Alright, so then, just let them do what they're planning. You know, they use Derek to get to Peter, problem solved." I said.

"Not if Peter is going after Allison to get to Derek. I can't protect her on my own. Which means we need to find Derek first. So just help me."Scott said, still desperately looking for his phone.

"Dude you probably droped it when you two were fighting. You remember that? When he was trying to kill you? After you interupted him trying to kill Jackson. Are you starting to see a pattern of violent behavior here?" I stated.

"He wasn't going to kill anyone. And I'm not letting him die." Scott said.

"Could you at least think about letting him die, for me?" I begged.

I felt really guilt about saying that. While he was actually in a life or death situation.

It was terrible what Kate did to him. She had made the big bad werewolf seem so small and fragile. Derek didn't deserve this. I couldn't help feel like I couldn't breathe. Like something heavy weighed down my chest. It hurt so much to see Derek like this. What was happening?

Why had I felt so much for this werewolf? Why did I feel pulled to him? I didn't care, that doesn't even matter now.

"I didn't really want you to die. I didn't really mean it." I said, cupping Derek's face.

"Come on, we have to get him out of here." Scott said, walking over to pick Derek's upper body up.

I moved and grabbed his feet. We hauled Derek out of the chamber and I had to stop and take a breath. Getting him up the steps was hard work.

Since we were a half mile away from the car, scott ran to go get it. Leaving me alone with Derek. I looked down at Derek, blowing out a puff of air.

Derek made a mumbling noise. I crouched down beside him shaking him slightly.

"Derek, hey Derek." I said, shaking him more.

"Hmm." Derek said, blinking his eyes open.

"Oh Derek." I breathed out a sigh of relief, grabbing him up in a tight hug.

"What are you doing?" Derek asked, almost growling.

I released him quickly. "Uh, nothing. Just glad you're alive."

"Yeah." Was all Derek replied.

It was a very awkward silence between us. Derek looked like he was deep in thought. Probably wondering how he got out here and not in Kates torture chamber.

Derek looked up at me with a confused/amused look on his face.

"So, what was that about not really wanting me to die?" Derek asked, smirking.

"Oh, well ..." I trailed off, chuckling nervously.

You know this would be a good time for you to come back now Scott. I thought.

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