AN: Just got my hard drive enclosure and retrieved all my documents from my old laptop, thank freaking God. So, I've been spending some time writing prompts I had jotted down on that, some time writing some college essays and sometime balling my eyes out because I've been overly emotional, which is helping no one. But you know what, I don't think this chapter is going to help me any…damn…I hope you guys enjoy this at least.

Maddelynn: Jordan to the rescue (well, that's been a long time coming). I want Derek and Brett to just punch each other in the face! I don't know why I want that but I do. Now….on The Bold And The Alpha's Spark (God I love this name so much)!

Jacklyn: Yes. All I have to say to that is yes.

The road was blurry ahead and Stiles could feel that familiar pounding in his chest. He swerves off the road and stops, resting his head on his arms. 'What am I doing?' He exhales, trying to gain control on himself. 'I needed to get away' He thinks, a part of him hating Derek for calling him out on not being okay and running away, as if he had the right. 'I need to get away'. He lifts his head from the steering wheel and tilts it, lost in the thoughts running through his head. He smiles lightly and nods before firing the car back up and speeding down the street, knowing exactly what he needed.

Meanwhile:

"Derek, are you okay?" Erica asks and Telisa scoffs.

"What about Stiles? He's the one that ran away, what did you do to him?" Derek looks to the young female and then away.

"We got into a fight over…I don't even know." He rubs at his face. "You shouldn't have made us talk." He tells them.

"Are you kidding? We're not gonna be able to fight the hunters if you and Stiles fight over every damn pebble he trips over." Aleysha says, sighing and sitting down, running her hands over her own face.

"No, Derek's right, maybe we should've just waited until everything calmed down a bit." Derek looks up at the blond man, scowling lightly and Brett raised his brows.

"Or you know until Stiles is completely healthy. Are you seriously too stupid to realize Stiles is still hurt?" Aleysha looks up to Brett curiously while the blue-eyed married man glares. The rest of the two packs slowly look from Derek to Brett before wisely stepping away. "You're gonna get him killed!" Derek growls, standing to face to the blond.

"Stiles can handle himself!" Brett growls. "Stiles isn't some damsel in distress and he never has been. He isn't fragile and I know he's not dying. He admits to me when it's too much even when he doesn't have to and I know it's not too much, or it wasn't until you talked to him. You might as well be killing him all over again." Derek's eyes go red and Brett's follow suit, narrowing at the other Alpha.

"I protected him! I tried to get him out of this life and you roped him back into it with some bullshit about mates."

"You destroyed him! All you ever did was make him hate himself and think he's not good enough. I love him! He loves me and if this is how you're gonna treat him, we'll leave you to face those freaks alone!" Brett screamed to him and Derek almost laughed at him and shook his head.

"You love him? If you loved him you would've let him stay in New York!"

"He's his own person. Why are you still trying to make decisions for him?"

"Because I still love him!" Brett's lips opened and then shut as he inhaled. "Fuck," Derek cusses and bites his lip. "I didn't mean that." Brett stands there for a minute and all the betas and the Alpha look at him, unsure. The married man thinks over the words Derek spoke with empathy and then shook his head.

"Damn right you didn't." Brett says. "Because if you did I'd feel bad for you." Derek looks away, he feels bad for himself too. "You had him and you pushed him away, so you better let that feeling go and you better not hurt him again because you'll have to deal with me." Derek looks back to the Alpha that managed to marry Stiles.

"Brett…" Aleysha whispers, she had never seen her best friend so angry at someone. He was usually a lot more sensitive to others feelings. Brett looks at her and raises a brow. And that's when Aleysha can see it, Brett is genuinely scared of losing Stiles. She frowns at him and he just sighs before pulling out his phone. He stares at it for a moment, eyes darting over it a few time.

"What is it?" Jefferson asks and Brett looks to the young male.

"Stiles, he says he's heading to a friends and to let him be, he'll call us in the morning." Brett looks to the phone and frowns reading it. 'hey babe went to a friends. Please dont call I want to be alone for a little. Ill call you guys in the morning. Love you.' He taps back a quick reply.

"You're just gonna let him go?" Scott says, frowning. He grunts when Issac, Aleysha and Eric all elbow him. "I just meant, you're not gonna text him back?" Scott says ducking his head.

"I already did, I'm just gonna…" Brett walks over to the stove and switches it off. Aleysha nods her pack to leave their Alpha alone for a few minutes and Derek's betas get caught in it, Jefferson drags Issac and Scott while the others just end up shuffling with them. Derek bites his lip and looks to the door then to the Alpha and sighs.

"You know…" Brett doesn't turn around to face Derek but tilts his head slightly. "Stiles…he really loves you…he's gonna come back and he's gonna be fine." Brett stares down at the red sauce and frowns.

"We don't normally fight." Brett says with a small smile. "When we do it lasts a few hours and then he's coming back, like I told you he would when he went to the cemetery." He turns and crosses his arms. "He's never shot me a text only a couple minutes after storming away."

"We fought really hard." Derek says sinking to the chair and Brett tilts his head, Stiles rarely talked about his actual relationship with Derek, he'd talk about Derek and the pack but never their relationship. "Like all the time and I can tell you there was this one hideous lamp in our bedroom we had to replace almost every weekend because it got broken."

"And he still came back?" Brett asks with a smile.

"Everytime, and we'd apologize and some nights it was way too late and it was a muttered 'we gotta get that lamp fixed again.'" Derek laughs as he recalls it, no one ever hit anyone but that poor lamp. Brett laughs lightly too and sits aside from Derek. Derek licks his teeth. "But he really loves you so he'd come back even if you made sure he knew not to." Brett frowns and fiddles with his fingers before looking up.

"Is that how you broke up? You told him he couldn't come back." Derek looks to the Alpha. "Sorry, Stiles…he doesn't talk about that. I asked once and he just said after you left all the betas did to." Derek debates it for a while, telling this man what he did. Then he thinks about how happy Stiles has been with Brett and he swallows his pride, push aside his selfish hope and tells him.

"We got into a fight the night before. We had been attacked and he got hurt, not severely or anything but he'd been hurt before and…I guess hearing him scream like that had made me realize what we were doing to him. Before we got together he was best friends with Scott, when Scott got bit I shoved Stiles around a lot, I tried to get him to see how dangerous it was. He never backed out, when we started dating he was even more forceful. We fought about him being hurt when he came back I told him we were done for good. He didn't try to talk to me after that, he just came by one day, got his things and left for New York." Brett licks his lips and stares to the floor. Derek shakes his head. "I thought he'd be better off."

"I think so too sometimes." Brett admits. "I think he'd be safer without us but…he chose this life twice for a reason. He wants this life, he doesn't care about danger because he can handle himself. When I told him to talk to you I was hoping Stiles would finally let go of this, you know, that he'd be able to move on and realize he's good enough." Derek looks down and the two Alpha's fall into a silence. Both boys thinking to themselves about the man they truly love.

Derek wonders what it'd be like if he had seen Stiles the way Brett had and never broke up with the man. He wonders if Stiles would still be happy or if there would've been something else that lead to Stiles leaving for New York. He wonders if they'd have rings like Brett and Stiles, which he still didn't understand but he would want them. He wonders if they'd be able to know each other like Brett and Stiles do. The more he thinks the more he realizes that yeah, they probably would've been happy and they probably would've stood by each other. They would've gotten married and honeymooned somewhere ridiculous and then had their own betas, like Karen and David. He frowns, if he didn't break up with Stiles though, would Karen and David have their second chance? Probably not. He looks out the window and towards the two packs that are rolling around and smiles. If it weren't for Stiles that pack wouldn't have stood a chance.

Brett wonders where Stiles is going and when he'll come back. He wonders how life is going to be like now that they'll always have this around them. He wonders if he thought about Stiles the way Derek did if things would be better. He'd be able to protect Stiles better, keep him from fighting and getting hurt like he is now. He'd never have let Stiles come down here to save some kid that broke Stiles heart because he wouldn't want to see Stiles hurt. He wouldn't have let Stiles stay to talk to Derek or past the few weeks they intend to in order to fight the hunters because he would only want to protect Stiles. Then he thinks about where that led to Derek and Stiles being, what his pack would do if they broke up like that. Certainly not all of them would stay with Brett like Derek's betas have, no Karen and David might in order to control their wolf but they'd resent him. Dominic and Telisa might but they'd never be the same. Andre probably wouldn't, Stiles was the one who convinced him into this group and Stiles wouldn't have to try and convince Andre to follow him. He had no idea where Jefferson and Aleysha stood, both loved Stiles like their own. He licks his lip if it weren't for Stiles his pack wouldn't stand a chance.

"Just so you know…" Brett says with a smirk. "If he gets hurt, I'm totally whooping your ass." Derek smirks back.

"Good and just so you know, if he gets hurt, I'm whooping your ass right back." Brett laughs lightly and pulls out his phone again, frowning when he had no response from Stiles. He types out another quick reply. 'please be safe and come back'. He tucks his phone away and follows Derek out the door, grabbing Telisa and snatching her away from Dom, she squeals and he tells them dinners done. Aleysha and Brett stay back.

"You didn't tell us he was still hurt." Aleysha confronts and Brett turns to face her.

"He didn't want you to know." She frowns. "He's going to be okay." He tells her and they watch as Jefferson waves them inside, before screaming their food would get cold.

"What happened with Derek?" Brett looks to her before licking his lips.

"We just talked a little." She narrows her eyes at him and the two head back towards the house. She can't help but wonder what happened between the two Alpha's. She knows if she had been with a man or woman that loved her mate, she'd tear them to shreds, she can't see why both boys seem perfectly fine. But she shrugs and wonders if they'd do it for Stiles.

With Stiles (a few hours later because only so much can happen in a day):

Stiles licks his lips as he reads the text messages over and over again. He smiles lightly, wondering what the two packs were up to. He reads them over again. 'Im sorry I love you' and 'please be safe and come back'. He laughs lightly at it, it's so Brett. His fingers pause over the 'I' on his phone before he switches it off and pockets it. He inhales deeply and licks his lips before his knuckles rap against the door lightly a few times. He pulls away and tucks his hand into his pockets. The door opens and he meets his friend's eyes, smiling sheepishly.

"Stiles?"

"Hey, can I come in?" He questions before looking back to the street and pulling his hands out of his pocket. "I need some help with some things."

AN: Enjoy lovelies!

I'm not even going to say anything, 'til next time babes!