After some serious consideration about how to go about talking to Peter, I finally decided that it would just be best to call him and ask to meet up. As much as I can't stand Peter, I knew that if I had any hope of fully understanding his actions, I needed to speak to him. Peter agreed to meet with me and he surprisingly wanted to meet in the cemetery.
I arrived at the cemetery a few hours later, and went off to find Peter; I found him near the plots where the Hale's were buried. As I approached him he looked up and started walking towards me. When we were a few feet apart we stopped and just stared at each other, until finally I spoke up.
"This is all your fault; if you would've never had bitten me none of would've ever happened! Why Peter? Why did you have to bite me?" I yelled at him, even after everything that'd I'd been through with the rest of the pack the past few days, I couldn't help but be angry. I expected Peter to yell back, maybe even attack me, but all he did was laugh.
"You just don't get it, do you Scott? None of this was about you; it never has been and it never will be. Let's review what happened before you were bitten, shall we? Most of my entire family was burned alive by hunters; I barely survived and spent the next 6 years in vegetative state rotting away and the only thing on my mind was revenge. Do you know what that kind of hate and anger can do to someone? It drove me insane; I killed Laura and almost did the same with Derek!"
He stopped talking and took a few deep breaths to calm himself before he started speaking again.
"The power of being an alpha is overwhelming when you're in your right mind, for me it was horrible. It felt as though my wolf was completely feral and was tearing away at from the inside, with need of having a pack. That plus my desire for revenge drove me to do things that I never would've at any other point in my life, including forcing the bite on you and Lydia; I murdered people and almost killed Stiles multiple times and you honestly think that it was all because of you?"
"Scott, if I hadn't of bitten you then it would've just been someone else; someone who didn't have a smart and caring best friend to make sure that they didn't follow through with my demands. You and Derek are just alike in this aspect, the only difference is that Derek has pulled his head out of his ass. Neither one of you truly realize how important Stiles has been throughout this whole situation. Stiles has kept all of his friends and family alive and has saved more people that he probably even realizes. I understand that you didn't ask for this Scott, I do; but have you ever wondered that if hadn't of been you, that it would be someone else. Did you ever think about how bad things could've gotten; how many people could've been killed?"
Listening to Peter, I realized once again that I've completely made this about me again. I never considered the fact that if I wasn't bitten that someone else would've been. My mom reminded me that the bite got rid of my asthma and Peter, of all people, just reminded me of the fact that a lot of people could've died. In the midst of my self-loathing Peter and I both heard someone behind us; when we both turned and looked we noticed that it was Derek. Peter and Derek locked eyes and Peter nodded his head and turned to leave. Before he left he turned to me and said, "For you sake Scott, I hope you realize what's in front of you before it's too late."
Derek walked over and stood beside me, looking towards his families headstones, before he started speaking.
"You know, for the longest time after the fire, I thought that I would never be happy again. I mean sure, I still had Laura, but we were so broken. We felt hopeless and alone; half the time the only thing that kept me sane was the fact that I knew that I was all Laura had left. Then I lost her and I had to come back and deal with a couple of immature teens who were in way over their heads. I've been shot, stabbed, electrocuted and forced to give someone the bite. And in the midst of all this I became an alpha, I made my own pack, I found my mate and I was even luck enough to get my uncle back in a somewhat good state. Everything good that has happened to me in the past two years has been because of one person and one person alone; and that's Stiles. Stiles, who saw me for who I truly was and not the rough exterior that I put up; he's helped me be a better person, a better man and a better alpha all because he loves and believes in me."
Derek stopped talking, to turn and look me in the eyes.
"I would do anything to make him happy because he's always making sure that everyone else is; Stiles is constantly putting others before himself and usually never gets credit for it. He did it for you ever since you two became friends. It's because of this and only this that I would even consider allowing you into my pack. So, you need to decide if you can handle it; because if you join my pack there's no more just thinking of yourself, no more selfishness and no more running off making plans on your own. If you want to be in this pack then you have to act like pack. Now, I'm not going to stand here and try to talk you into joining the pack because that's a decision you have to make for yourself. I just hope you make the right decision."
And with that, he walked away.