Nathan shook his head not believing what he was hearing.
He went over to a coat rack and grabbed a heavy-looking black and white leather jacket and helmet and headed out the door.

"Now should we say something?" Austin asked.

"No." The other guy answered.

"Why not?" Austin asked.

"Because he's not in a good mood and we both know what happens when Derek's not in a good mood."

They both decided that it would be best for the both of them if they didn't say anything,
and turned back towards the TV minding their own business.

:

"Stiles." Mr Stilinski Said as he walked into Stiles's room.

"Dad what are you doing home, is everything ok?" Stiles asked turning away from his laptop.

"Yeah everything's fine, I was kinda forced to come home early. Hey what do you say we go out and do something." Said Mr Stilinski.

"like what?" Stiles asked.

"I don't know maybe take you to get a hair cut." Mr Stilinski said as he ruffled Stiles's hair. It had grown to about an inch and a half long.

"Yeah yeah what ever." Said Stiles.

"What, I thought you'd like that." His dad said after hearing stiles response.

"Oh no not you dad." Stiles said pointing at the headset on his head. He was playing some MMO Game.
"But Yeah, I guess I do need one." Stiles said touching his head.

"We can get something to eat after."

"Sounds good." Said Stiles.

"Okay. We can leave out in a few minutes." said Mr Stilinski.

"Alright." Said Stiles.

As Stiles dad turned to leave the room he heard the door bell ring. "I'll get it."

When his dad left the room he turned back to his laptop. "um guys I have to go, I'm going to go out with my dad,
so I'll play with you guys some other time." stiles said to his guild.

Mr Stilinski made it down to the door opening it. "May I help you?"

On the other end of the door stood Nathan looking a little troubled, with his head down. "hi um is Stiles home."
Nathan said as he lifted his head to talk to the person in front of him.

"Yes he's here, I'll get him." Stiles's dad Said.

"Wait." Said Nathan stopping the Sheriff from walking off. "Mr…Sti-lin-ski."

"Yes that's me. Is there a problem?" The Sheriff asked.

"It's me Nathan."

"Wait," the Sheriff said like he was thinking. "Nathan, Nathan Hardwell." Said the Sheriff.

Nathan smiled happy that Mr Stilinski seemed to remember him.

"Your all grown up, Man I feel old. How are you?" Said the Sheriff.

"I'm good, I guess."

"The family?" The Sheriff asked.

"There fine."

"That's good." Said the Sheriff. "Come in, I'll go get Stiles."

"Ok dad I'm re…ady." Stiles said as he came around the corner.

"Oh Stiles I was just coming to get you." Said Mr Stilinski.

"Umm What…are…you doing…here?" Stiles said seeing the guy he had talked with the other day,
standing in his living room with his dad, who also happened to be a werewolf he didn't really know well,
hell as far as he knew Derek didn't know him ether.

"He's here to see you." Said Stilinski. "It's good to see you again son."
Mr Stilinski said padding Nathan on the shoulder walking away leaving them to talk.

"You know my dad." Said Stiles.

"It appears so, I also knew you." Said Nathan.

"What do you mean?" Stiles asked.

Nathan flashed a quick smiled. "I'll explain it some other time right now there's more important things we need to discuss."

"Like what?"

"Derek." Said Nathan.

Stiles sighed. "Seriously why does everybody always come to me about Derek?"

"Stiles Derek's going to die." Nathan said abruptly.

"What!…um I mean…uh and?" Stiles said trying to pretend that the statement didn't affect him.

"What do you mean and? Stiles don't you care about what happens to Derek."
Nathan said not being able to believe that Stiles could say something like that if it was true or not,
Nathan had a feeling that Stiles was trying to convinces himself he didn't care about what happens to Derek more than anything.

Stiles started to think and all he could see was the memory of Derek lying lifeless on his bedroom floor, and how much it hurt him.

"Yes okay, I care about him but why does it matter."

"Because I need you to help me." Said Nathan.

"Help you,? and what do you mean Derek's going to die." Stiles asked.

"Derek's planing to lock his pack away somewhere safe and stay behind to fight.
And I mean it's not just going to be two or three hunters, it's going to be like a village hunt ok, packs of them."

"But that's just stupid why would he do that." Said Stiles.

"Well usually a pack would stick together and fight, not split up leaving their alpha to fight alone,
so that's why he thinks by staying behind and fighting they won't go after his pack or think he has one."

"So basically he's sacrificing himself." Said Stiles.

Nathan nodded in response. "Which is why I need your help,
I mean there's someone else who can help me but calling her should only be for last resorts."

"I thought a pack would stop at nothing to protect their alpha." Said Stiles.

"Well that's right." Said Nathan.

"Well then why would they let him do that, i know if I was apart of the pack I wouldn't let him do it,
it would be no way I would agree to it I wouldn't want anything to happen to my alpha."

Nathan looked down and smiled then said. "Which is why he's not telling them about his plan."
He said as he lifted his head back up. "he's just going to call the W.P.P to take them with out them knowing." Said Nathan.

"W.p.p." Stiles said to himself like he was thinking.

"It mea-" Nathan started about to tell Stiles what it meant but was cut off when Stiles answered it himself.

"Werewolf protection program."

"Yes wow your clever." Said Nathan

"Wait so there is actually a werewolf protection program?" Stiles asked.

"Yeah but they are usually humans that are close to the werewolf family.
there are also some people who are like hunters but instead of finding werewolves to kill them,
they protect them, there said to be hunters that decide what they where doing was wrong and decide to protect werewolves instead of killing them."

"Can you just get them to take Derek as well?" Stiles asked

"No Derek's the alpha, so if he wants to stay there's nothing to be done." Nathan explained.

"How do you know all of this werewolf stuff, didn't Derek just turn you into a werewolf?.

Nathan shook his head and said. "Not really."

"But he just became an alpha a few month ago, and I highly doubt he told you all of that,
seeing how he can be a bit of a obscurant at times and not tell you anything of everything."

"That's not important. Said Nathan."

"Well if you don't tell me then I…won't help." Stiles said giving him an ultimatum.

"Your really going to not help me if I don't tell you."

"Let's see, I don't really know you, I'm not even sure if your really apart of Derek's pack,
and I'm also not sure if I can trust you. So if I asked you a few questions it would be nice if you answered them.
And besides Derek did tell me not to get involved so I'll do what he said and stay out of it." Said Stiles.

Nathan sighed like he was giving into Stiles's threat. "Fine if that's what you want then I'll tell you,…another time."

"Oh come on." Said Stiles.

"I promise I will tell you everything you want to know another time ok, so please just trust me." Said Nathan.

"Fine, what's your plan." Said Stiles deciding to give and trust what he said.

A smile grew on Nathan's face. "Ok it's quite easy, all-you have to do is tell Derek you love him."

Stiles was looking at him blankly confused with what he just heard. "…umm I don't think I heard you correctly. Did you just tell me to fly?"

"Nnnnnno." Nathan said shaking his head. "I said tell him you love him."

"Yeah man I just heard fly, again."

"But I…, oh come on." Nathan said realizing what Stiles meant. "really you and Derek are a piece of work."
Nathan said thinking about what Derek had said earlier about everyone who cared about him being dead,
when obviously Stiles is standing here right in front of him alive and well. And how Stiles's heart had a jolt of dread or fear when he heard the words,
Derek and die. Thinking that Stiles must feel deeper for Derek then he realized. "you can't just say Derek I love you?"

"I don't know what kind of relationship you think me and Derek have but it's not the I love you kind." Said Stiles.

"Oh c'mon, it's not that hard to tell someone you love them, see watch. "Stiles I Love You!."
Nathan said trying to prove a point. Stiles was looking at him like he was trying not to laugh.

"Ok that did feel weird. Nathan said rubbing the back of his head.
"But that's only because we don't have that kind of relationship." Nathan explained.

"exactly neither do me and Derek. and besides what good would me telling Derek I love him do?" Stiles asked.

"Derek thinks there's no one who loves him,
so if you tell him you love him he'll see that there is someone who cares and hopefully he'll think his plan through more."

"What about you?" Said Stiles.

"What about me." Nathan Asked.

"You love Derek don't you." Said Stiles.

"Yeah." Said Nathan.

"Then you can just tell him." Said Stiles.

"My feelings for him are obsolete."

"You know I've been around werewolves long enough to know that if I lie, he will know." Said Stiles.

"It doesn't have to be a lie, just tell him the truth and say that you love him." Nathan said.

"Oh My God, but that's just it, I don't love him." Stiles let out louder than he should.

"…Find." Nathan said like he had just give up. "I guess I'll just move to Alaska."

"Why?" Stiles asked.

"Because Derek's going to kill me when he finds out that I called her."

"Who is she anyway. The girl you're talking about calling. what's so bad about calling her?" Stiles asked a little curious.

"Don't worry about it, i just thought that if Derek saw that there is someone who cares,
I wouldn't have to call her, but it doesn't matter. It was a bad plan anyways." Nathan said feeling sorry for himself.

"It was nice talking to you." He signed putting his hand on Stiles's shoulder. "for the last time."
He said as he begin to walk away, but stopped to say something else.
"Oh and tell your dad I said it was good seeing him again.
To bad I didn't become a detective my life would be a cheesy Novel, titled The WereWolf Detective."

He made it to the front door shoulders hunched hand on the doorknob.
He twisted it slowly opening the door and walked out closing it behind him,
he stood outside the house back to the door shoulders still slumped with a mischievous smile on his face,
that looked like he was waiting for Stiles to come behind him and say. ok ok I'll do it.

1.2.3. He counted in his head. .8.9.10 „click„ The sound he heard of the door being locked.

"Huh." He said his smile leaving his face. "that wasn't suppose to happen."