Chapter Seventeen
Forgotten Memories
*Derek
"Well isn't that just adorable" Peter said as he swung open the door and walked into the loft. "You two are a couple now, can't say I'm surprised" he said and closed the door behind him before walking over to the two.
Stiles groaned and leaned back on the couch, "What is he doing here?" he asked and looked at Derek.
Derek sighed "I called him" he said and looked over at Peter. "I need his help with something" he said.
"Like what" Stiles asked, completely horrified by the prospect. "What could you possibly need his help with. He's a freaking psychopath"
"Wow" Peter said and clutched his chest. "That hurts Stiles….. your words hurt me" he said before rolling his eyes.
Derek ignored them both and grabbed the case off the counter, "I need him to help me remember what happened" he said and walked over to Peter. "Don't trust him anymore then you do, but he's all I got" he said and opened the case up and held it out to Peter.
Peter rolled his head slightly "God not this again…." he grumbled before taking the thing from him. "Get rid of the human" he said and walked around him and over to the couch. He sat down, practically on top of Stiles so he'd move.
Stiles grumbled as he quickly moved out of the way so he wouldn't get sat on. Jackass. He walked over to Derek and gave him a look, "I'm not leaving" he told him.
Derek smiled, "And you don't have to leave" he said, as he slowly walked over to the couch. "But you do have to stay out of the way" he said as he sat down on the coffee table. "Go sit on the bed" he said, trying to say it in a way, so that Stiles won't get pissed at him.
Stiles gritted his teeth before doing what he asked, "What are you doing?" he asked as he sat down on the edge of the bed and looked over at the two werewolves.
"We're going to access my memories, the ones that my mom took away" Derek said and looked at Stiles and smiled reassuringly before turning around to face Peter. "Come on, let's get this over with" he said with sigh.
Peter grimaced and flexed his fingers over the opening of the case, "You better not be lying to me" he said and glared at Derek before sticking his hand in, he grimaces as Talia's nails dug into his own nail buds. "This better work" Peter grumbled and shook his head slightly before standing up. "Should probably sit on the couch or something" he said, really not caring what his nephew decided.
Derek nodded slightly before standing up and moving to the couch, they were both kind of just ignoring Stiles' presence right now. He sat down on the couch and let out a slow breathe as Peter walked around to stand behind. "I'm ready he said before his uncle could even ask. A second later he felt a sharp pain in the back of his neck and then everything went black and memories started flashing through his head before it stopped settling onto one.
Derek smiled down at her, his entire face lighting up as he looked into her beautiful hazel eyes. "I love you" he said as he slowly raised his hand to caress her cheek, his fingertips lightly tracing the side of her face as he pushed a stray piece of hair behind her ear.
"I love you too" She told him, with an equally as happy smile. She ran her hands up his sides slowly, her fingertips caressing his bare skin. "This was great" she said closing her eyes and just relaxing into the grass beneath her, listening to the birds as they chirped.
Derek nodded slightly in agreement, "Yeah it was" he said and smirk before leaning down and kissing her neck and down her bare shoulder. He moved his hands down her sides moaning softly as he felt her skin beneath his.
She chuckled softly, "Come on Derek, we just had sex, you really ready for round two" she said and laughed as she joking pushed him back.
"I'm always ready for round two baby" Derek said jokingly and pulled back so he could look down at her. He loved looking at her, she was just so beautiful, "But if you're not ready that's fine too" he said with a smirk
"Oh really" She said and laughed softly before rolling them over so she was on top. "You think I'm not ready, is that it" she said.
Derek laughed softly and nodded, "Oh I know you're not ready" he said with a cocky smirk.
"Is that so" She said and stared down at him for a moment, a grin spreading across her face. "We'll see about that" she said before leaning down and kissing him deeply.
Derek finished pulling on the last of his clothes and turned to look at her, sad that this was over, that'd he'd have to go back home. They'd just had sex for the first, and second time, it sucked that he had to leave so early after. "Same place tomorrow?" he asked, though he was just talking about them hanging out.
She smiled widely and nodded, "Of course" she said and walked over to him. She wrapped her arms around him and pulled him close. "You sure you're up for this" she asked and searched his face for any doubt.
"I love you" Derek said and smiled at her, "And I have no doubt in my mind that leaving with you next week is the right choice" he said and laughed softly. "I would do anything to be with you" he said, and meant it with all his heart. He leaned in and kissed her softly slowly deepening it. He was about to pull away to catch his breath when he felt himself ripped away from her and thrown across the clearing. He grunted as his back slammed into a tree and he landed on the ground roughly.
"What the hell do you think you're doing to my daughter" An older woman growled and stood in front of the girl defensively. "Josie, get out of here" she told her before running at the boy. Her and her daughter were both omegas, so any other werewolf was a threat to their safety. Especially a boy from a pack that rejected them as members.
Josie shook her head slightly, "No mom stop it's okay, he'd never hurt me" she shouted, but the older women wasn't listening. All her attention was directed at the teen boy before her. She bared her teeth at him before slashing out with her claws.
Derek scrambled away from her, not really even understanding why she was attacking him in the first place. "Please stop. I didn't do anything" he pleaded as he barely dodged out of her reach. "I didn't do anything" he insisted.
The mother didn't say anything as she moved closer her eyes glowing bright blue, and looked as cold as ice. She grabbed onto his ankle and pulled him across the ground towards her, her claws digging into his flesh. "Son of Talia, that alone makes you deserve death" she growled, able to smell the bitch on him, making her hate him even more. This was all because of Talia, revenge for turning her and her daughter away, for giving them a death sentence.
"Mom stop" Josie yelled and ran over to stop her mom from hurting him farther. "He didn't do anything. Just let him go" she said and tried to pull her mom away from him.
The mother growled and pushed her daughter away before turning back around and glaring at Derek. She snarled viciously before slashing out her her claws digging into Derek's flesh.
"Mom… no Stop" Josie yelled, on the verge of tears.
The mother ignored her, not even hearing the annoying yammering as she pursued Derek who was again scrambling away from her.
Derek moved away from her quickly before climbing onto this feet and running, running towards his house. He would be safe there. Unfortunately he really hadn't made if far before he felt claws digging into the flesh off his back. He screamed in pain as he fell forward landing on his knees. He looked around frantically looking for something he could use against her, he was new to the werewolf thing so he couldn't really change on command. Never happened when he actually wanted it too.
Before Derek even got the chance to even really look he felt claws digging into his back again and he let out another scream before falling to the ground. He let out several shaky breaths as the mother turned him over onto his back so she could look him in the eyes as she killed him. "Please no," he sobbed.
The mother smiled, enjoying the fact that she was causing him pain, made the revenge even sweeter. She watched him squirm for a moment before wrapping her fingers around his throat, her claws digging into his skin.
Derek gasped as his airway was cut off and clawed at her hand trying to peel it away from his throat, but it wasn't happening. He reached out with his hands, hoping to find something, anything that he could hit her with, to get her off of him. He felt his fingers wrap around a large rock. Without even really thinking about it he lifted it up and smashed it against her head as hard as he could. He felt her fingers loosen and took in a deep breath and quickly rolled away from her. He jumped up to his feet and scrambled away from her limp body. He raised his hands to his throat as he stared at her, the puncture wounds healing quickly. She, she however wasn't healing.
Josie ran up to him, her eyes landing on her mother, "Mom" she said and ran over to her dropping onto the ground next to her. "What did you do?" she yelled at Derek as she carefully rolled her mom onto her back. "Mom…. mom" she sobbed as she gently shook her, trying to wake her up, but nothing was happening. "I don't hear a heartbeat" she cried, her shoulders starting to shake. "You killed her" she yelled.
"I d-d-didn't mean to" Derek said and shook his head slightly, this couldn't be happening. He couldn't have killed someone it just wasn't possible.
Before he could really even say anything else Talia ran over to Derek having heard the screaming. She quickly assessed him, making sure her son was okay before turning to look at what had happened. She glared at Josie, "Leave and never come back" she growled and pulled the girl away from her mother making her stand up. "Take the body and leave. If I ever see you again I'll kill you myself" she said, her eyes flashing red.
Josie just stood there, looking between Derek and Talia, not wanting to leave Derek. She loved him, even after all this she still loved him.
"Mom, stop it's not her fault" Derek said, trying to calm the situation down. He didn't want Josie to leave.
"I said leave" Talia growled loudly, her eyes turning red the same time her fangs extended.
Josie cowered before quickly bending over and picking up her mother's body and running.
Talia watched her go before turning around to face Derek, "Come on let's go" she said and lightly took his arm and pulled him back to the house.
Derek gasped as Peter pulled the claws out of Derek's neck, "did it work?" he asked and grimaced as he slowly pulled his sister's claws out of his nail beds one by one.
Derek nodded slightly, "Yeah" he said and frowned slightly as he carefully felt the sore part of his neck. "I remember everything" he said with a sad sigh. This really is all my fault. He thought to himself and looked down at the ground.
Stiles frowned as he looked over at Derek, "What happened?" he asked as he walked over to the werewolf and sat down on the couch next to him. He looked at Peter, "You can leave now" he said and glared at him a moment.
Peter rolled his eyes before dropping the claws in the container and walking out of the loft, really not caring to hear about his nephews troubled past.
As soon as Peter was gone Stiles took Derek's hand in his and smiled small, "It's okay Derek, whatever it is it doesn't matter. It's in the past, whatever she's doing not is her fault not yours"
Derek let out a small sighed, "I'm not entirely sure that's true" he said and then went ahead and started explaining what happened as best as he could.
