"Pathetic crush-"

"No-one wants you-"

"Just die."

My hands tightened around the steering wheel, draining all color out of them. Even though I was determined to not let Isaac get to me. My overactive brain and low self-confidence wouldn't fled from the cruel words. I already knew I was pathetic. I didn't need someone else to tell me-let alone Scott's husband. But being told to kill myself because I wasn't cared about struck me in a way not even Derek could. And that bothered me. Angered me. And not matter how I denied it, it fuckin' hurt me. The man knew just want to do, to make you feel like you're nothing. No wonder Scott is so messed up...

"Incoming call from Sourwolf." I jumped at the sudden sound of my bluetooth, almost swerving into the other lane. But I caught myself in the nip of time, thankfully. I don't think my boss would be happy if I ended up in the hospital. Again. Because of another stupid car accident. Even though I tried explaining to him that it was the other guys fault...Which, honestly, it wasn't. ADHD was the one at fault. Not me.

I quickly shook that thought away and pressed the 'Answer' button on the car screen with my free hand. I then waited patiently for the grumpy voice I knew would be heard throughout my car in a few moments. Ten years of a sort of friendship did nothing to the alpha. Absolutely nothi-

"Stiles. Where. The. Fuck. Are. You?" The growl vibrated through my car. Making a shiver chill its way up and down my spine. It wasn't because I feared him. Nah. I've gotten over that when Sophie was born. Seeing the sourwolf melt holding a baby really did the trick. But because I knew Derek was furious. Why? Well...Did I mention Derek is my boss? And that I was supposed to be at work an hour ago?

"I'm on my way, boss. I just had to drop off Scott and the kids." I somewhat lied, doing an illegal U-turn. I wasn't all that worried about police pulling me over. With my dad being the head of the department and all. Who just happens to know I pick up Scott when I'm supposed to be at work. Even though he disapproves of my working habits, he doesn't say anything. Might as well put that on the list of things I do for my pathetic 'crush'. As Isaac puts it.

"Whatever. Just get your ass over here and take care of these clients." With a sound of a familiar 'click' the line went dead. Only then did I roll my eyes at the word 'clients'. We didn't have clients. Clients could speak for themselves and get dress without help. So no, Toddlers and children don't count as 'clients'. But not like I would say different to sourwolf. Knowing full well that Derek might actually rip my head off. Even though that threat has been off the table for some time now. It doesn't mean he couldn't if he wanted to.

Working at a children's clinic is hard work sometimes. Especially with a certain grumpy wolf as my boss.

"Dr. Stiles is in the building and ready to rock!" I put on my usual cheerful composure-pushing Isaac's haunting words in the back of my mind-and I headed straight towards Mrs. Ridge and her son Henry. I then pulled on my white coat, and I examined the child. The poor boy could barely breathe it seems and his wheezes were heard throughout the waiting room. I knew instantly what was going on. His asthma was acting up again. It's winter, why wouldn't it be? I guess I'll have to up his dosage a smidge.

"H-Hi, Dr. S-Stiles." Henry wheezed out, while his mother just looked on warily. Watching as her son's hazel eyes became bloodshot from the liquid that poured from them. I smiled sympathetic towards the little family and I waved them through the doors. I had them follow me towards one of the empty rooms and I let them get comfortable. While I went to the nurses station to find the boy's file and prescribe a higher dosage on his inhaler. And maybe some eye-drops for his easily irritated eyes.

But as I was about halfway to my destination, I ran into a very pissed-yet irritated Sourwolf. Fuck. My life is just getting better with every second, isn't it? Not. Twenty-Six years on this world and only a handful of times I had luck on my side. And most of those 'lucky' times were about staying alive. So, yes, luck wasn't really in my nature.

"Hey, Boss! You look amazing today," I gestured towards his uniform. The normal doctor get-up. "Have you been told that? Because damn, you're hair is-"

"Shut up, Stiles," Derek's eyes flickered between blue and red. "Do you know how many times you've been late in the last few years?" Even though it didn't seem like a question. I couldn't help but open my mouth and try to do what I do best. Make up excuses.

"Ummm, fiv-"

"Everyday. Not once have you been on time, Stiles." I was right. It wasn't a question. He was just taking dramatic effect before he slammed down on me. Like I didn't know I've been late everyday since I started working here. But Scott and the kids need me. I can't just let them down. But if I don't start coming to work on time, Derek will kill me.

I was in a conflict I didn't want to be involved in. Between the man I love and the man that could possibly kill me.

I gulped, nodding as I said, "I promise to try to be on-"

"No. You will be on time," Derek growled, his eyes glowing bright red. "Stiles, you really need to get over Scott. He's married. He has kids. Find someone of your own and move on with your life." No, I was wrong. Isaac's words didn't hurt me. Derek's did. Not because they were cruel-no-it was because I knew it was true. I needed to move on...I just can't.

I nodded, not trusting myself to speak. Or maybe it was because I really needed to get back to the Ridges. Henry needed immediate attention. And I do know Mrs. Ridge has work in an hour. And I know how her boss is when she isn't there on time. Mr. Dale isn't the most pleasant person to work with. So I feel for her. I picked that moment to brush past Derek and finish my journey to the nurse's station. Once I got to the file cabinets, I shuffled through the letters until I got to the R's. I then attempted to open the cabinet. Only to find another problem. It wouldn't open.

"Fuck! Isn't this just fuckin' fantastic." I muttered, pressing my foot into the lower cabinet-while I tried forcing the other one open. Just as I suspected, it didn't work. No matter how many times I pulled, it wouldn't come open. And even though I know Derek could help me. My pride just wouldn't let me go that low. So I was just going to have to get the damn thing open. Whether that stupid cabinet likes it or not.

It can't be that hard, right?

"Good night, Dr. Stiles! Thank you." I watched warily as Henry and Mrs. Ridge made their exit out of the clinic. After about two hours. I was wrong in thinking the cabinet would 'obey' me. It actually did the complete opposite. It was stubborn and forceful. And after about twenty minutes of trying to pry the damn thing open-I finally swallowed my pride and went to Derek for help. Who just rolled his eyes and without much effort on his hand-opened the damn thing. I could've sworn I saw an amused smirk on his face! The jackass...

I willed the thought away, and I waved at the descending family. Holding in the sigh that was threatening to escape through my mouth. It was about seven-maybe eight? And I was dead on my feet. But, my night is far from over. I had about four more hours until I finished up according to my boss-aka Derek. Since I was late and all.

But just as I was about to go put back Henry's file, I heard the familiar jingle of bells that lets everyone know someone walked in the clinic. Even though it drives Derek mad, he leaves it up there above the door. Which leads me to believe he might actually like it. Maybe. As I went to turn around-forcing my childlike act to reappear-I heard another familiar sound. Well, voice.

"Uncle!" I felt myself being tackled to the ground by two sets of bodies. I made sure to fall backwards-so that the little toddlers didn't get crushed. I don't know what I would do-or Scott-if I crushed them. And as you might've figured out. The little toddlers that came in were Mason and Zack. Which only means one thing. Scott is here. I don't know if I felt relieved or striken by that.

But I didn't let my feelings be shown in front of the children. I sat up a bit, and I began to tickle them with each of my hands. Which ended up with both of them bursting into fits of laughter that could be heard through out the room. That only made my own fit of laughter boil up in my throat and flood through my mouth. How could you not laugh? Children's laughter is contagious. You can't help but join in. This was exactly what I needed to boost my mood. These children's laughter.

"U-Uncle! N-No-ah-more!" Mason giggled. His face bright red and tears were streaming down his face. That is when I decided to stop my torment and let the boys get up. Once they were steady on their feet, I stood up also. I then turned around, slowly facing towards Scott. I didn't know what to expect when I heard the boys voices. Scott never comes here. Especially this late at night. And that worried me. Did Isaac do something...?

I got my answer when I got a better view of him. His eyes were bloodshot. Hair sticking up at all ends. And I could now see the kids were all in their PJ's. The boys-of course-were wearing their favorite identical red monster trucks PJ's Lydia bought them for their birthday. While Miss Sophie was wearing her soft pink princess button-downs that I bought her right before school started. While Scott was wearing a simple white button down shirt and baggy navy blue sweats. All of them were wearing house shoes. I could tell they were in a hurry to get out of their house.

I guess I was right...Isaac would do something. And whatever he did. He went too far.

"I-I was wondering...Could we stay at your house tonight?" Scott asked shyly. His voice strained for reasons I rather not know. It would only fuel my fury towards Isaac. And I can only imagine what Derek would say if went off on him. So I choked it down and I pressed on a smile.

"You don't have to ask, silly! You guys are always welcome at my house." I replied, being nothing but honest. It was true. Scott and the kids would always be welcomed in my home. Not just because I was in love with Scott. But because first and foremost Scott is my best friend and those children are like my own. Who could leave children out in the harsh cold, anyway?

I was startled by the bear hug I was pulled into. I wasn't used to Scott being...Affectionate? Usually a "Thank you, you're the best." was good. Not that I was complaining-but I really didn't want him to know my heart skipped a beat because of it. That would be embarrassing. And it would possibly ruin a friendship that has withheld pure hell. But, the blush that crept onto my cheeks wouldn't go away. Not that it seems like Scott noticed.

"Thank you so much, Stiles. Really. Thank you." Scott pulled away, smiling gratefully. I knew later we would have to talk about what happened-we always did-but right now it was best to just nod and smile. I scooped up Mason and Zack in my arms and I guided Scott through the back ways of the clinic. I knew Derek wouldn't be happy. But there wasn't anything I could do. I couldn't just tell Scott no and let him go back to the man he doesn't seem to want to see right now.

Once I found the break room, I pushed open the door with my foot. gesturing Sophie and Scott inside. I felt bad for having to leave them in here. But I couldn't go home for a while. Plus, this was the best place in this clinic. There were two beds, snacks, a TV, and some toys that would probably keep Zack and Mason busy. It was like a little house in one room. Hopefully it'll do while I finish working.

"I hope this is alright. I know it isn't luxury but I can't leave work right now or Derek wo-"

"It's fine, Stiles. Really." Scott reassured me, taking the twins out of my arms. I couldn't tell if he was telling the truth or just trying to make me feel better. But either way-it did help my body relax. ADHD, what can you do? I was running off fumes right now. And Scott showing up-looking like hell didn't help the situation at all. I would have to put that behind me for now, though. Until later tonight.

"You sure?" I asked, pushing the door open. I paused in my actions and locked my gaze on Scott. Examining him closely for any signs of distress. If I found just one sign-I would leave with them and deal with Derek's wrath later tomorrow. Even though it wouldn't be pleasant, I would do it. For Scott. Damn...I really am pathetic.

"Yeah. Now go! We'll be here waiting for you." His smile was genuine from what I could tell and I nodded. Satisfied with what I found. I quickly exited the room and made my way towards the nurse's station. Finishing what I was going to do before the surprise visit. But as I was about to put the file back in the cabinet. My gaze caught my boss's. His head shaking in a way that basically said 'You idiot. You're only digging deeper in this pathetic crush'. But I guess he didn't think I understood. Because he had to say it out loud.

"You're pathetic, Stiles. It's gotten to the point that I feel sorry for you." With that-he was gone. Leaving in his wake was painful thoughts and a heavy heart.

'Would I ever really get over Scott?'

"Sorry I took so-Scott?" I gazed around the room, only to come to the conclusion that no-one was in the room. The kids were gone. Scott was gone. And I was confused and maybe a bit hurt. He wouldn't leave without saying goodbye, right? I mean, Scott isn't like that anymore...Right?

"Incoming text from Scott." I jumped and I hastily flipped open my phone. Only to reveal that my fear had come true. That I was wrong. That Derek was without a doubt right. That Isaac was right. Everyone was.

'Srry for leaving. Issac apologized and I decided to go home. See u tomorrow.'

Scott would never love me. Because his broken heart would always belong to Isaac. I was just being a fool.

Hi!

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