Chapter Two

Stiles woke up the next morning to an empty bed. Derek was gone, but it still smelt like he was still there. Stiles slowly got up and checked the time on his phone. Its 10am. No wonder he wasn't there, thought Stiles. He slowly got up out of bed and went into the bathroom. Looking the mirror he could see all the bandaids and bruises. He was covered in dozens of them. He walked out of the bathroom to go down stairs. He was pretty hungry. He hadn't eaten anything for dinner last night and was just weak from everything that had happened. He walked down the stairs when he heard someone talking. It wasn't Derek's voice but someone else's. In fact there were more than 2 people down stairs. He walked into the living room to see what was happening.

"Stiles! Your up." It was Scott. The whole pack was there with him. "How are you feeling."

"Hey guys. I'm okay I guess."

Scott moved towards Stiles. "Stiles. I'm really sorry for not being able to help yesterday. Or any day. I know I am a shitty best friend, but I'll make it up to you. I guess, I just haven't paid much attention to what was happening in your life. I'm sorry." Stiles gave him a hug because he sounded like he was never going to stop.

"Its fine Scott, and thanks." He let go of Scott and smiled weakly.

"I made pancakes for you Stiles." Derek said. There were a bit of giggles coming from the pack but Stiles ignored it.

"Thanks Derek. I was really hungry." Derek just smiled and walked with stiles to the kitchen. The whole pack followed.

"So were you guys having a pack meeting or something?" Stiles asked awkwardly as he sat at the chair. Derek gave him a plate stacked with pancakes that was cover in maple syrup. Stiles began to eat right away.

"No we all came here to see you." Jackson replied.

"Yeah, as soon as we heard what happened, we all got here as fast as possible" Lydia joined in with Jackson.

"Really?" Stiles said with pancake in mouth. He was shocked, but it was hard to tell because of how full his mouth was.

"Yeah, but it seems as though that Derek took good care of you." Scott said, with a smile.

"He did." Stiles said. He recalled everything that happened last night. Derek coming to save him, his cold hands on his bare skin while he put medicine on his cuts and bruises, and then Derek moving closer and closer and finally getting his lips to touch Stiles'. Stiles never actually realized how attracted he was to Derek, and how much Derek actually made him feel safe. How much Derek actually cared for him, and that he was attracted to Stiles too.

"Stiles?" Scott said.

"Hmm. Sorry, I wasn't listening." Stiles replied awkwardly.

"We were just saying that how about for today we all just chill and watch some movies here." Lydia said.

"Uh yeah sure. Sounds good."

"Ok great, so we'll set it up, and why don't you change all your bandages"

"Alright. Derek, um, can you tell me where the medicine is?"

"Yeah let me show you." Derek followed Stiles up the stairs. Once they got up the Derek took the the medicine and brought it to Stiles. "I'll do it" Derek said, offering to help him once again. Stiles didn't say anything. He knew he wouldn't be able to do it by himself properly anyways. Derek began to take off each and every bandaid, cleaning it with water and then re applying the medicine. "So. How are you actually feeling today?" Stiles looked right Derek as he continued to patch him up.

"It hurts, but it feels like it is healing. I'm just worried about my dad. He probably didn't eat anything yet, or slept properly. I also don't think I'm ready to face him right now."

"Stiles. How can you care for him after everything he had done to you. You truly are selfless you know that, and sometimes, that selflessness is what will bring you down. Stiles I know what you went through was like hell. I just want you to keep strong, and don't keep things inside. I can help you." Derek finished up the last of the bandaging and looked at Stiles.

"I know. I just. I just feel a bit lost right now. Thats all." Stiles stood up. "Thank you again." Stiles moved right into his huge chest, wrapping his arms around him. Derek returned the hug. He kissed his forehead. The warmth of Derek's body made Stiles feel more safe then ever. He felt wanted, and accepted. Stiles broke the hug as he moved back. "We should probably go downstairs." Derek nodded and the both left, his room to meet up with everyone else.

As soon as they got downstairs Scott called out. "What do you want to watch Stiles?" Derek joined them to the living room, both sitting on the only one couch that was left empty.

"How about Batman?" Stiles suggested. Scott searched it up on Netflix on his laptop and started up the movie.

"Okay everyone stay quiet, I actually want to watch this." Jackson said with all seriousness.

"Jackson, have you ever watch Batman?" Lydia asked.

"No. I never really had time for DC movies." He replied.

"Ouch. That hurt my DC heart." Stiles said as everyone laughed.

"Whatever. Now shut up guys. The movie is starting." Every stayed silent and watched the movie with full attention. Derek and Stiles sat on the couch, sitting close to each other, which eventually turned into lots of sourwolf cuddling.

As they all were enjoying the movie, Scott got a call from him mom. He walked out of the room and took the call. Several minutes later, Scott came back in the room. His face looked pale. He walked over to his laptop and paused the movie.

"Dude. We were just getting to the good part." Jackson complained, but Scott ignored him.

"Stiles. My mom just called from the hospital and, um"

"What? Whats wrong?" Stiles could feel his heart beat faster. "Tell me Scott!"

"Its your dad. He got in an accident. He was drinking and driving, and was just brought in by the ambulance." Stiles' face dropped. He couldn't process anything.