Sorry I didn't update this weekend was kind of busy, here's the chapter 7 and don't forget to review, I wanna know peoples reactions

Chapter 7

Stiles POV

Stiles was terrified and pissed during the whole fight, it seemed that Damien needed to prove himself to be able to fight alongside the pack, he thought that Damien would get hurt but he didn't know it was somewhat the opposite.

Damien was kicking ass in the beginning, he was ducking, doing awesome karate moves, he didn't know how but it looked like his hits were doing some damage too, every time he hit Isaac and Erica, their face seem to be contorted in pain. When Boyd started attacking that was when he got worried, Boyd slammed Damien into the ground, and looked like he was about to kill him, when he yelled stop it was enough to distract him and for Damien to get a hit in and get away but then Erica and Isaac was on him again and it looked like the pack had him on the ropes. He was so close to jumping in when Derek yelled 'stop'.

When he saw Damien was hurt, he was concerned, and Damien didn't help by saying it wasn't the only time something like this happened, it was different seeing it then hearing about it.

When the pack was staring at him he shot them a Derek infused glare, it was enough to get them to leave him alone, he bandaged Damien's arm and he to started explaining the plan.

"How about tomorrow", Damien said.

Derek nodded his head, "Okay, we can meet then travel there, I don't want to face it without us together".

Stiles looked at Scott, he seemed to be interested in the conversation, Stiles figured Isaac must of filled him in, because he sure as hell hadn't he had been avoiding the 'talk' with Scott for days, he was hoping he could dodge him for a few more.

Derek looked directly at Scott, "Will you be joining us?"

They whole room looked to him for his answer, "umm, yeah, I will", he said and shyly looked away.

It seemed that the burnout bridge between Derek and Scott was being patched up, and by the smug look on Isaac face, it was him doing the patching, at least somebody's relationship was getting fixed around here.

They suddenly heard clapping, they all turned to see Peter coming out of the shadows, creepy grin on his face.

"Well, it seems the little Order boy has grown up", Peter said.

Derek growled, "Peter"

"What, I didn't join in on the fun, and I haven't seen him in a long time"

Damien looked at him for a while, "I remember you, your Peter, still have the smart-ass comments, I see"

Peter smiled, "I thought you would like my comments, you seem to like Stile's"

"Hey, I resent that, my smart-ass comments are refreshing and witty" Stiles exclaimed.

Peter looked at Stiles, "of course they are, thought while the conversation of your wit is oh so exciting, I would rather converse with the young Damien here, I've heard he has been quite busy, working on taking down the crone, falling out with Deaton, you don't seem to be a very good follower of the Order rules, like you're parents we're all those years ago".

Stiles became tense he didn't know if Damien would react violently to the taunt it seemed that the mention of his mother set him off, Damien's eye became cold, " While I would like to sit here and explain myself to you, I have a meeting with Morrell that I'm hard pressed not to miss".

Damien got up and was about leave before he turned around one more time to look at Derek, "While, I may not know too much about what was coming after you're parents Peter will know, he was at all the meetings about it after all", he then walked to the door and left, Stiles quickly followed after him.

"Hey, Damien wait up", Stiles caught up with him.

Damien turned and looked at Stiles, "I'm sorry, I really didn't like talking with him and I really do need to update Morrell".

Stiles chuckled, "It's okay, not too many of us like talking to him either, well just drop me off at home before you go".

"Ummm…as much I would like to drop you off, I have a feeling that someone's been waiting to talk to you", Damien nodded towards the house.

Stiles turned around, low and behold it was Scott standing there with his puppy dog eyes, Stiles rolled his eyes and turned back around, "Do I really have to?"

Damien laughed, and it was good, Damien had a hard day, he deserves to get a little laugh out of Stile's annoyance of the persistence of Scott McCall, werewolf and idiot best friend.

"Yes, you do, and while I may not know what he did, I can still see you care about him, just talk to him and see what he says", Damien hugged him tightly.

"thanks for today, I wouldn't have been able to make it without you"

"Dude, we're bros, we got each other's backs" Stiles whispered but he didn't like saying they were brothers, while it was fine when they were younger, it felt wrong to say now.

Damien let him go and smiled, he went to his truck and drove off, Stiles waved him off then sighed and turned back to the house, time to face the music, he thought.

He walked to the steps where Scott was sitting and plopped himself down next to him, they were silent for a while.

"I'm sorry for...hanging out with Isaac and sort of pushing you away" Scott whispered.

"Why?", Stiles whispered back.

"Because after everything that happened, Isaac was there and he gets being a werewolf and he sort of likes me you know, I was just hanging with Isaac when I kinda….."

"forgot about me", Stiles murmured.

Stiles was angry, was pissed, he was tired of making excuses and forgiving Scott for being a shitty best-friend, that's why he wanted Scott to apologize for what he did wrong, and the fact that it to him this long to get it, was just sad, he needed to become a better friend.

Because he was done enabling him for being a shitty one.

"yeah", Scott said sadly.

"You did this with Allison you know, you kind of left me in the background, not to seem like I am an attention grabbing whore, but I have been dealing with you're problems for a while, with Allison, with Derek, with your mom, and I've been there for you but, you haven't been there for me", Stiles said quietly

"Stiles, I know, I know", Scott tried to say.

Stiles stood up, he started pacing and gesturing, "Do you know, my Dad got fired because us, he lost his job cause of all the murders and it was my fault for not telling him the truth, I needed someone to talk to but you weren't there, you were in Allison land, and while I do understand that being a werewolf, having this life isn't easy, it doesn't mean you're not the only one affected by it".

"I'm going do better I promise, don't count me out yet", Scott pleaded.

"You better, because right now you're best friend status is suspended", Stiles said.

Stiles sat back down, Scott turned to him and grinned, "so, you and Damien huh?"

Stiles rolled his eyes, "me and Damien are…"let out a frustrated breath, "I don't know what me and Damien are really, he's interested and all, it's me really that hasn't made a move yet"

Scott looked at him confused, "why not?"

Stiles took a deep breath, "because I'm torn, I have feelings for someone else, a crush really, his feelings aren't the same though"

Scott nodded his head in understanding, "Ok, so you're trying to sort it all out before taking the dive?"

"Yeah, I am", Stiles answered

"OK, I know I'm on suspension, but as your friend, I have to show concern" Scott said slowly

Stiles looked at him eyes narrowed, "Ok go ahead"

"From what happened today it sounds like Damien may have some problems"

"Don't Scott, I mean it, it's none of concern", Stiles said in a low tone.

Scott got up flabbergasted, "you are my concern"

Stiles got up, "So what do you think he's gonna do, hurt me, because he wouldn't do that"

Scott looked at him, eyes full of concern, "not intentionally".

"How about we don't talk about my maybe-maybe not relationship for tonight, considering you're on probation" Stiles finished.

"Ok, I'm sorry, look I gotta go pickup my mom, she gets off of work soon, do you want me to drop you off?", Scott asked.

Stiles shook his head, "naw I need to talk to the pack".

Scott nodded his head, and suddenly Stiles was captured by strong werewolf arms, "thanks, for giving me another chance"

"Don't make me regret it", Stiles said.

Scott let him go and left, Stiles turned and looked at the house, he was going to yell at the pack, for being assholes, he barged through the door and found the pack minus Peter in the kitchen, waiting for him.

Derek standing by the counter arms crossed, looking intimidating and brooding, while the rest sat at the table worried eyes looking at him.

Isaac spoke first, "we know what you're going to say"

Erica spoke next, "sorry, for attacking him without telling you what it was about"

"and sorry for scaring you like that", Boyd finished

Stiles looked at them for a moment, then at Derek, who had an eyebrow lifted at him expectantly, they didn't do apologies like this, which meant they must have known that he was pissed, but this he couldn't resist, they were all looking at him expectantly.

Stiles sighed and his shoulders dropped in defeat, "okay I accept, but don't do something like that again, I mean it".

There were smiles all around the table and even Derek smirked.

"So does that mean you're going to cook now", Isaac asked and everyone laughed.

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Stiles had started cooking, he was surprised when Isaac had asked, he wasn't meaning to cook but the puppy face got him and it was nice to spend some down time with the Pack.

Isaac would stay in the kitchen and help sometimes, he was tonight, so he figured this was the perfect time to ask Isaac about Scott

"So you and Scott huh?", Stiles asked him.

Isaac started to blush, "yeah but he still has feelings for Allison so we're kind of taking it slow, I guess"

Stiles grinned, "I knew Scott couldn't resist that face of yours even though him tries to give the same puppy looks you do sometimes".

They both laughed for a minute, Erica and Boyd came to see what they laughter was about.

Erica hopped up on the counter and tried to get pick at some of the food before here hand even reached the skillet it was slapped by a spatula, she looked at Stiles, he was waving the spatula as if saying 'no you don't', she pouted and Boyd saw the whole thing and laughed behind his hand.

"So what are you guys in here laughing about like a couple of girls at a slumber party", Erica asked smiling.

Isaac blushed, Stiles looked at her straight faced, "nothing".

Erica laughed, "Ok whatever, I have to say that Damien was pretty good, I can't wait to see him in action tomorrow", Boyd hummed in agreement.

Now Stiles was blushing, "yeah, he's something, dinner ready, set the table".

They set the table and Stiles went to living room, "Derek dinner's ready!", when he didn't hear anything he tried to call again, "Derek, I know you can hear me, get your werewolf ass down here", when he didn't hear anything else he sighed in defeat.

"Stiles I'm behind you", Derek whispered, Stiles almost jumped ten feet in the air, scarred for life, he turned around to see Derek smirking.

"What the hell Derek, you could've said something earlier, instead of going all ninja werewolf on me", He yelled before going into the kitchen and sitting down at the table, Derek came in a few minutes later still smirking.

They had the same dinner that they always did on these pack nights, it was filled it laughter jokes, the occasional Derek comment, and his smirks, that Stiles would try to coax out of him every time that had dinner, after everyone was full they went into the living room and watched whatever movie was on HBO, it seemed tonight was The Dark Knight, a Batman movie which was good enough for Stiles.

They watched the movie and little by little the pack drifted off, Stiles went to go get some water and when turned around Derek was there, he jumped again, "Derek, stop fucking doing that, you know I hate it".

Derek smirked again, he seemed to be doing that a lot round him lately, he didn't know why but, he couldn't get enough of it, the smirk was just dazzling, he didn't know what would happened if the guy actually smiled.

Derek put his back to the counter, "I know you do, I like your reaction though".

Stiles smiled and stood next to him, "Ok, what did Peter say", curiosity in his voice.

Derek looked annoyed, "He didn't give me any answers, ran off before I could ask him".

"Peter is slippery when it comes to the truth, maybe we can trick him into telling you"

Derek raised one eyebrow, Stiles shook his head, "yeah you're right, he's too smart for that".

"I don't wanna talk about Peter, how are you and Damien?", Derek asked

Stiles was surprised, Derek didn't ask relationship questions, it was weird hearing Derek ask it and he didn't want to talk to his crush about his relationship troubles.

"umm fine I guess, but I don't really want to talk about me and Damien", Stiles said quietly.

Derek nodded, "Ok".

"What is it with you, you don't take well to new people especially the supernaturally inclined, so why him?", Stiles asked.

Derek gazed at him intensely, "Because you trust him"

"and you trust me?", Stiles questioned.

Derek was closer to him now that he noticed and he couldn't for the life of him stop his reaction, his breathing sped up, and his lips were dry so he licked them and Derek's eyes went straight to his mouth.

"Of course I trust you, your pack", Derek said, quietly.

It seemed like Derek was gonna kiss him, he was breathing faster too, he kept staring at his lips like he wanted them and when Stiles moved closer, Derek took a deep breath and moved away.

Stiles was confused something was close to happening, "what did I do wrong, does my breath stink?"

"No, it doesn't", Derek said.

"Then what is it, because I could've sworn that we were this close to kissing", Stiles questioned.

Derek's shoulder slumped, "you're too young Stiles, I shouldn't of done that".

"What? what do you mean too young, I'm almost 17, and you should do it like right now", Stiles said while gesturing.

Derek shook his head, "I know but that isn't the only reason this can't happen" waving between himself and Stiles.

Stiles eye got huge, he was pissed and a little desperate, "like what? because I have plenty of reasons why it should and you didn't ask me before you just decided that we shouldn't try, that's not fair"

Derek look frustrated, "No, it's not going to happen Stiles, so leave it alone"

Stiles bit his lip, annoyed and very frustrated, "fine", he marched upstairs the room he usually slept in and slammed the door.

Derek looked up the stairs and sighed, he turned around seeing his pack in the doorway.

"Why are denying yourself, you both want it and he's pack, he's Stiles", Erica said.

Derek eyes glowed red, signaling any talk about him and Stiles was over.

They pack backed away, disappointment on their faces.

Derek couldn't do it, Stiles needed better.

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