Stiles felt panic rush into his stomach. Derek had taken his "dating" of Eva fairly well, considering he didn't break any of his bones. But there was no telling how he was going to handle this.

Eva had been missing for weeks, Derek had been running down leads left and right trying to find his sister. Of course Stiles' was barred to his house after the Nogitsune. Everyone wanted him to get better, but having Eva - the girl he loved - missing was not helping him get better. Stiles' had a few moments of relief after Eva had showed up rain soaked in his room. She hadn't told anyone that she was there, but somehow, someway they found out.

Stiles' hear the car door, then the familiar rumble of Derek's Camaro. It was only a matter of time before he was busting through the door. Against his instinct, Stiles lifted Eva from his lap and she sat down on the edge of his bed while he continued pacing back and forth. His mind spinning, how was he going to defuse this when Derek walked through the door. But it wasn't just Derek and that was what caught him off guard.

A flash of strawberry blonde pushed through his bedroom door frame, green eyes staring daggers into Stiles. Lydia. He wasn't prepared for what happened next. His feet were off the ground, his shoulder blades against something hard. The wall. Derek stood in front of him holding him by the shoulders up against the bedroom wall. "I should have known." The venom in Derek's voice was piercing. "W-what are you…. what?" Stiles was stammering. What did Derek think was going on here?

"We are all out searching for Eva, looking for her everywhere while you pretend to be angry, panicked and worried but here she is, sitting in your room." Derek's breath was melting in with Stiles' own. He was so close to his face, a small threat of his fangs ripping out his throat popped into Stiles' mind. Then Lydia chimed in, the voice Stiles once wished he heard in his own bedroom was betraying him. "Just how long have you known where she has been?" Her arms crossed.

Stiles' mind was frantic, what the hell was going on here? "What?" There was nothing better to say. "How long have you been lying to all of us about knowing where she has been?" Lying? What the hell was going on here. It kept swirling in his mind. He had to take his adderall, everything was distracting him from answering. It had apparently been too long since he had answered. Derek pulled him back and then slammed him against the wall again.

Pain tore through Stiles. His body still hadn't been back to 100% after the Nogitsune, and then the combined panic and worry kept him from wanting to eat anything. "DEREK!" Eva's voice pierced the air, music to Stiles' ears. "Derek, I have known all of 5 goddamn minutes alright." At that moment Stiles' heartbeat couldn't be any steadier. The wolf dropped the now dizzy boy on the floor, turning to Eva. Moments passed by as Eva explained everything to Derek. Lydia was listening lazily while sitting in the computer chair. When Eva's words came to a stop Lydia looked up at Stiles and shakes her head. There is obviously something she knows but isn't saying. It irks him more than anything.

"We are leaving, and we are not coming back." Derek's voice was quick and spiteful. This hits the human in the stomach like a baseball bat. His thoughts raced again - was his adderall even working? - He just got her back, how can they leave… how can Derek take her away from him. "No… please." His voice was quieter than he expected. When Derek's eyes pierced his he saw no give. He caught Lydia's glance who seemed to have pity written all over her face. He was trying to find something, anything that he could say to change Derek's mind, or even get him to think about it.

"Please, Derek." A tear slipped down Stiles' face. A disgusted look crossed Derek's face, but then it softened. "I'll give you 5 minutes to say goodbye." He turned to walk out. Lydia stayed planted to the rug. "Well I am not going if you think I am leaving you two to plan an escape." Her voice very matter of fact. "Lydia. Just give them 5 minutes. I can hear everything remember?" Derek's voice was kinder, which made it hurt even more.

Derek closed the door behind Lydia and himself as they walked out of the room. Stiles stood with his head hung down to his chest, trying to find the right words, but not wanting to look at Eva. She closed in on him, taking his hand from his pocket. Making him wonder when he had shoved them in there to begin with. "Hey." Her voice quiet, soft. "It's okay."

"No, it's not. I just got you back. I don't know what is going through his stupid asswolf mind but -" Stiles' words were stopped with Eva's lips. It felt like time had frozen while they were in an embrace, lips locked. He held on to her small frame as if she would float away before his 5 minutes were up. When their lips parted, Stiles whispered "I love you."

The moment was rocked when Derek pounded on the door. Almost as if he had intentionally waited for one of them to confess it to ruin the moment. Stiles blew out a pained puff of air. Eva kissed him one last time before she opened the door. As her hand released his before disappearing she said one word that pounded through Stiles. "Always." Her smile faded as Derek ushered her out of the house followed by Lydia.

Stiles stood there almost frozen as he watched the girl that he loved, the girl that snuck into his room at night to steal his warmth, the girl that knocked the air out of him, the girl who kept the panic at bay, and the girl who trumped Lydia Martin was taken away in her brothers black Camaro.

The days drug by as if they were all blending into one. Sleep was limited, he woke in the middle of the night expecting her warm body to be laying next to his, but only to find that the other side of the bed was empty. Eventually he stopped talking to his friends. Stiles didn't answer Scott's texts or calls. School was horrid with Lydia looming over him at all times trying to pull more and more answers from him about the night Eva came back. He had already told them everything, so he resigned to slamming his locker and walking the other way every time.

Senior year came to an end. It wasn't anything Stiles had planned. They started the year and he thought it would be the best year of his life, but in reality it was the worst since his mother died. He felt like his life had been torn apart, all because he loved Eva. He walked through graduation in a numb blurr, refusing to attend anyone's parties, or even have one himself.

That was what broke Scott's silence. The night after graduation Scott stormed into Stiles' room to find him packing. Scott almost stumbled when he walked through the door. "What is going on? Why won't you talk to me?"

Stiles took a deep breath. "Because it will hurt even more." Scott's brow furrowed. "Why? His voice quiet."

"I'm leaving."