Stiles had successfully removed an arrow out of him.
"What the.. Derek the arrow has little vines on it." Stiles said after he got one out.
"What?" Said Derek
"See." Said Stiles as he dropped the arrows in front of him.
Derek cringed as Stiles removed another one.
"One more." Said Stiles.
"Oh my god this is just weird." Said Stiles.
"What is it?." Derek asked like he was in pain.
"Um nothing, you may want to take a deep breath." Said Stiles.
Stiles put down the pliers and grabbed the vines with one of his hands while the other rested on Derek's back. and started to pull.
As he was pulling it out the vines tagged. And Derek screamed out in pain
"Sorry sorry." Said. Stiles. "This is going to hurt." Stiles said then pulled on it harder, getting it out.
Derek screamed out again and cough up blood.
"It's out, are you ok?" Said Stiles.
"I'm fine." Said Derek.
Stiles stood up and stared down at Derek's back.
"Um Derek it's not healing." Said Stiles.
"It will." Said Derek.
"Well it doesn't look like it, your just bleeding, a lot."
"It will heal." Derek repeated.
"Are you su-"
"STILES!." Derek shouted.
"I think I should take you to the hospital." Stiles said sounding a little worried.
"No hospital's." Said Derek.
"But Derek your bleeding to death."
"No I'm not." Said Derek.
"Derek, yes you are."
"Ok fine you want me to heal so badly then I'll speed up the process." Said Derek.
"How?" Stiles asked.
Derek started trying to make himself shift, to speed up his healing. His eye's started. To glow.
Stiles was looking at Derek strangely. "Um Derek your eye's there not glowing red anymore, there blue."
Derek gritting his teeth together, and tried harder.
"Derek I think you should stop." Said Stiles. But of course he didn't listen.
He was only making his injuries worse.
"Stop Derek." Stiles said as Derek continued to ignore him.
Stiles left the room.
Derek gave up on trying to make himself heal realizing he couldn't shift.
"I see you decided to stop." Stiles said as he came back with a first aid kit.
Stiles came up to Derek whom looked like he was trying to avoid eye contact with Stiles.
"If your not going to let me take you to a hospital, then I have to bandage you up."
Derek didn't say anything in response he just looked down and away from Stiles.
Stiles rolled his eye's and went to sit behind Derek and started working on his wounds, cleaning them and wiping away the blood from his body.
Once Stiles was finished cleaning them, he picked up a little white spray bottle out of the kit, and sprayed it on onto the wounds.
"ouch!" Derek hissed. "What the hell was that?"
"What." Said Stiles.
"That stuff you just sprayed on me."
Stiles looked at the bottle in his hand like he had never seen it before. "It's antibiotics, you know so you won't get a infection."
"Well it feels like asset." Said Derek.
"Sorry." Said Stiles then sprayed again.
"Stiles!" Derek yelled.
"I thought you were expecting it." Said Stiles. "I'm about to pray it again."
Just then Derek through up more blood.
"Are you ok." Stiles said as he finished patching him up.
Stiles got up and walked to the front of him. Derek. "it's red." Stiles said looking at the blood Derek had just coughed up.
"It's blood it's suppose to be red." Said Derek.
"I thought werewolf cough up black blood when there trying to heal, not red."
Derek looked troubled, trying to hide the fact that he wasn't getting any better and probably wasn't going to.
"You don't know everything about werewolf's." Derek said as he tried to get up.
"Woo woo woo where do you think your going." Stiles said stopping Derek from getting up.
"Your done so I'm leaving." Said Derek.
"Derek your weak your white as a ghost. And I bet if you tried to leave you wouldn't make it out the door, or the window in your case."
"Stiles really I'm ok." Derek said in a softer tone, trying to get Stiles to believe him.
"Your lying," Stiles said looking into his eye's. "You act like you don't like it when I compare you to an animal but you act like one."
Stiles said with real worry and concern clearly in his voice.
"Now I'm going to help you to my bed and your going to lay there until your healed."
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At The Sheriffs office.
"Finally." The sheriff sighed after finishing the last of the papers. "I can go home now."
He made it in the car and started driving.
"Um this is officer Roy speaking, anybody there?"
"Sheriff Stilinski here, what's going on Roy?."
"Sheriff it's hard to explain, you got to get down here."
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Stiles had got Derek in his bed, and was siting in a chair watching him.
"Are you going to just stair at me all night?" Derek asked in a low calmer voice.
"Yes." Stiles answered.
Derek started to feel weird, like he couldn't breathe. Stiles noticed this and called out Derek's name.
"I'm fine." Derek replied. "A little thirsty though."
"I'll get you some water." Stiles said as he got up from his seat.
"Make sure it's flavorless." Derek managed to get out straight.
Stiles blushed a little, remembering what Derek was referring to.
Once Stiles was out of the room Derek slowly got up out of the bed trying to leave before Stiles got back,
he hatted the feeling of being helpless, having to depend on others especially humans.
He tried staying on his feet but felt very dizzy and went crashing to the floor.