Derek and Stiles stood in silence as they looked at each other, John of course was still there looking between the two before he sighed an okay and went up the stairs refusing to be in this stare down.

"Wh-what are you doing here?" Stiles asked running a hand through his shaggy hair.

Derek's eyes followed his hand, "your hair is getting shaggy."

"I'm thinking of letting it grow out this time. Do…um do you like it?"

The blush was very evident on his face as he asked the question, Derek couldn't help but take a step forward grabbing Stiles' hand from his hair. "I think it looks good on you, but I didn't come here to talk about your hair."

"I know." His eyes were downcast as he led Derek to the couch. "This is about the pack?"

"Yeah, I want you to come back."

"I can't."

"Why not?"

"I just can't."

"That's not a good reason Stiles."

"To me it is."

Derek huffed and scooted closer to him on the couch, "we need you."

"No you don't." He let out a shaky breath.

"Stiles we do."

"No you don't! If they needed me they wouldn't have kicked me out in the first place, my own best friend who was like a brother to me abandon me because he thought he was keeping me "safe"!

"Stiles they care about you!" Derek stood over him casting a shadow, "Kira, Lydia, Liam, Danny, Jackson, Scott, and I care about you."

Stiles looked up into Derek's eyes and could feel the overwhelming sadness that they held of losing someone close to him, he knew the pain all too well but he just couldn't go back to them. "I'm sorry, but I just can't." He got up to walk away, but Derek quickly grabbed him and turned him so they were face to face.

"Please." It was whisper.

Stiles stared into Derek's kaleidoscope eyes and could see that he was begging for him to come back, but he just couldn't now while he still felt like this about them. There were so many emotions running through him and he had a lot weighing on his mind, being with the pack would only distract him from figuring out what was wrong with him. The visions he was having needed to be explained and the unfamiliar presence in him needed to be taken care of. Being in the pack would just hold him back and they would just use him for research, but not let him actually help. He couldn't possibly do it, just to be hurt again by everyone again. He just wouldn't.

"Derek." He sighed. "I'm sorry, but now isn't the right time and I just can't back to the pack the way I am now. It doesn't feel right and I just don't want to be a burden to anyone again like last time."

"Stiles, last time wasn't your fault. I protected you because I wanted to, you're a part of this pack and pack protect each other." Derek said.

"How can I be a part of pack when all I do is cause trouble? I got you hurt Derek, when you were laying in my lap fighting for your life from that creature I was scared. It tore me to shreds when they took you away from me and when they all told me to leave the pack that was like they were twisting the knife in my heart more."

"But Stiles I'm okay now!"

"You wouldn't have been in the situation if it wasn't for me!" The house shook with a groan at the raise in his voice. "There's something wrong with me Derek and until I figure out what it is, I won't go back to the pack. They don't deserve me to just forgive them like nothing happened. I leave for two years and the only person who talked to me was Kira! I didn't tell her to not give anyone my information, no one asked for it. What kind of friends are those? I was gone and when I felt alone no one comforted me, not Scott or anyone and not even the person I was hoping would be there for me. You didn't even ask about me Derek." Tears were gleaming in the amber eyes.

"I'm sorry Stiles, I didn't mean to leave you alone. After I healed we went searching for the thing that attacked us, but we couldn't find it. When I went to your house to ask for help, you weren't there and I couldn't get a hold of your dad either. Kira told me you left, but I wanted to give you space. I had no idea you'd be gone for two years, if I had known things would've been different. I'm sorry."

Derek tried to come closer to the boy, but he kept backing away from him until his back hit the wall. Then the tears fell from his face in a waterfall, the sky rumbled with thunder and rain started to fall in heavy waves beating against the windows. The wind howled outside, rustling the leaves violently, the lights inside started to flicker as Stiles cries got louder. Derek tried to get closer, but he was being pushed back by some force. John came running down the stairs screaming for Stiles to calm down, it was useless though even when Derek started to call his name.

Suddenly everything became quiet and bright light enveloped John and Derek. They opened their eyes to find themselves in a hospital hallway.

"Sheriff Stilinski, you can come in now." A nurse said.

John stood taking his son's hand and walked into the room, Derek and John followed behind. Inside the room on the bed was a pale looking woman who smiled faintly at the two males.

"Mommy!" the little boy yelled jumping on the bed.

"Stiles be careful." The young sheriff scolded.

"It's okay John, he hasn't seen me in a month I think jumping on the bed is perfectly fine. Isn't that right Stiles?"

Stiles nodded his head eagerly and excitedly started to tell his mom about what she had missed from his time at school and staying at Mrs. Johnson's house when John wasn't home. John smiled softly at the two and sat in the chair next to the bed holding his wife's hand, he kissed it and she looked at him.

"I love you boys. You'll always be my boys, no matter what happens I love you both forever don't forget it. Mommy loves you Stiles so much and I'm so sorry that I can't be here for you and watch you grow, but you'll find someone out there who will love you like daddy and I do." She started to cry.

John held her hand tighter.

"Don't cry mommy, please don't cry." Stiles said wiping away her tears. "When you get out you, daddy, and me will all be a family again, you'll get to meet Scott, Danny, and Lydia. You'll be okay mommy, I promise."

Even though tears fell she smiled at her little boy and kissed his forehead whispering something to him in Polish that made him hug her tight.

Derek watched in silence as John let some tears stream down his face. Another light flashed and the two men found themselves standing in a funeral. Everyone was dressed in black as an old woman was signing a song in Polish wiping tears from her amber eyes, Stiles cried into his father's sleeve as John stood tall looking at his wife's casket.

"Why'd she go away daddy?" Stiles whined. "I promised she'd be okay! I promised her daddy!"

The voice of his whine, brought a new wave of sadness as they lowered the casket into the ground, John hugged his son.

"It's okay Stiles, it's going to be okay. Mommy is here still, let it out son let it all out."

Stiles cries got even louder.

Derek started to cry as well, he knew what it was like to lose someone dear to him. His family had been gone in the blink of an eye. He understood Stiles' pain, he wanted desperately to reach out and hug the little boy but he couldn't. John looked at the memory unfold and could feel the sadness welling up even more inside of him, he didn't want to see this again. He didn't want see his first love be buried all over again.

"Stiles!" he yelled. "Please son stop!"

The younger version of Stiles looked up over at them still crying. "I can't! It hurts daddy!"

"I know son, but please! You have to try! Remember the good times we had as a family. I know you're hurting and it'll never go away, there will always be a scar on your heart and mine as well, but you have people who care about you!"

"Stiles!" Derek yelled, the boy looked at him. "I care about you, I'm sorry for what I didn't do, I know what it's like to lose someone close to you and I'm here for you! Let's get through this together."

Stiles looked over at the two men and walked towards them shifting into his current age. He looked at Derek with shiny amber eyes. "I'm sorry."

Another bright light appeared and everything went dark.

When Derek woke up he was on the floor next to John who was also just waking up. He looked over at Stiles and saw that he was passed out on the floor, tears still rolling down his face.

"What just happened?" Derek asked aloud.

-TBC-

Okay, so sorry it took so long. I'm going to college next month and was taking care of a few things. So anyway for the X-Men/Teen Wolf this what I got from the feedback.
Derek = Wolverine
Stiles = Gambit
Kira = Psylocke
Scott = Cyclops
Jackson = Quicksilver
Danny = Shadowcat
Erica = Rogue (just decided)
Deaton = Professor X
Boyd = Colossus
Lydia = Banshee
Allison = Domino

There you have it, guys, I'll get started on it soon! I'm as excited as you guys honestly. Also, don't hate me, but I'm glad Teen Wolf is finally over after this sixth season, it went downhill for me after season three I thought it should've ended there. I hate the choices they made especially with Kira who we still won't know if she controls the kitsune or not it honestly pisses me off. As a writer that makes me upset, because she was a beloved character to all. Jeff is a lazy writer who was obviously lacking in ideas. Ratings were getting low apparently, but like if he had made certain choices and castings Teen Wolf could be like Supernatural and have more than sixth seasons. I hope Arden Cho moves onto bigger and better things, same with the rest of the cast. Also, why is Peter back? He's not really needed. In personal opinion, if Jeff had hurried up and made Sterek or Stydia canon the show would still be going. I'm done, hope you all enjoyed this chapter. Let me know what you guys think down below.