Sorry Im updating so late, I had a lot of stuff to do over the break and got super busy now that Im back and school, so I made this chapter extra long

Chapter 18

Stiles didn't know what to feel, he was feeling so much all at once betrayal, anger and sadness. Damien had betrayed him, Derek, the Pack and didn't' know why he was feeling this why for some reason it just seemed like from the moment Damien had started speaking, he was against him.

He tried to fight the feeling, but it seemed to get the best of him when Damien admitted to knowing his mother was up to something.

He sighed and laid back down.

There was a knock at the door, "come in"

The door slowly opened to reveal his father; he looked like he had been through hell. Stiles could tell that he hadn't changed out of his clothes and that he'd barely slept.

"Dad!" Stiles said in surprise.

His dad didn't say a word just rushed to him and hugged him tightly, "Don't you ever scare me like that again"

"I won't, I promise"

They held on to each other tightly for a while. Stiles was happy to see his Dad, happy to be alive really. The sheriff let him go while wiping a few tears. Stiles smiled and looked away wiping some tears of his own.

What happened next he didn't expect, he felt a hand smack the back of his head, "ouch!" he screamed, "what was that for?"

The sheriff raised one eyebrow and gave him a face that said 'you why'. Stiles began to chuckle and his Dad began to laugh with him. Anyone outside of the room, would've wondered what was going on from all the laughing they were doing.

After the laugher died there was only silence for a while.

"I saw all of your friends outside, they seemed pretty worried earlier", his Dad said.

"Umm, yeah they were here when I woke up so, it was… really good to see them here" Stiles whispered.

His Dad shook his head, "I saw Damien too, the poor boy was so happy he was crying"

Stiles looked at him with surprise. Damien was crying, that meant that the conversation they must've really affected him. He must've really hurt his feelings if he was crying and no matter how much Stiles felt betrayed he didn't want to see Damien hurt ever.

"He really cares even after all this time" The sheriff said.

Stiles nodded and smiled, "yeah, he does".

"Now, what's going on with you and Derek Hale, he was outside too" he said with one questioning eyebrow raised.

Stiles didn't really know how to answer that question, they had just gotten to a point where they could be in a relationship. He didn't want to tell his Dad that the ex-accused murderer was his boyfriend, not after everything and not with their relationship being so new.

Stiles chuckled awkwardly "He's a….friend"

The questioning eyebrow that Stiles always like to think his Dad used when he was interrogating drunk drivers trying to convince him they were totally sober was highly raised then.

"Right, I'm not going to question you now but I expect you tell me how you became friends later", his father demanded.

Stiles sighed, he was glad that he wouldn't be going through an interrogation, that meant that he could have time to come up with a believable lie and that was easier said than done, his Dad a knack for knowing when he was lying.

They heard a knock at the door and turned around to see a few doctors entering, Stiles sighed, how was he going to explain his miraculous recovery? He knew it was going to be a very long night.

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Stiles plopped himself down at the table, annoyed with how Mr. Harris, ass-hole extraordinaire had given him a ton of homework for his absence. It wasn't his fault that an evil dark witch led by his best friend's mother attacked him and put him into a coma, making him imagine he was in an alternate reality.

"What's wrong Stiles?" Allison asked.

After Stiles had gotten back to school after his few days of Doctor (and his Dad) ordered bed rest, he came back to find the two tables had come together there was no longer the hume and the pack tables. It made him happy to see it and even more surprising to see Allison at the new table, but it seemed like what ever happened during his black-magic induced coma, had gotten her back to Beacon Hills.

Stiles moaned in annoyance "what isn't wrong, I'm grounded, just got a ton of homework and Damien's missing".

After he came back he expected to see Damien, his feelings of anger and betrayal had went away after he had enough time to thinking about the whole thing, it didn't make sense, the fact that Damien admitted to knowing his mother was up to something didn't make sense. He knew that something was going on he just didn't know what.

He was worried Damien, he knew he was tough but last he saw him, he was running out of the hospital crying.

"I'm sure Damien's fine, sweetie" Lydia said in a soft tone.

Scott nodded his head in earnest while wolfing down his food "yeah, he's probably off somewhere fighting goblins or something, don't worry"

After a few days it seemed like their anger at Damien had worn off too. Whatever had made them feel that anger was gone and a part of him felt like it was Damien that was doing it.

"So, instead of worrying over him, tell us how you and Derek are doing" Erica asked.

Stiles started to blush with the mention of Derek, they were taking it slow considering this was his first real relationship and this was Derek's after Kate.

"We're taking it slow" Stiles chuckled.

The whole table laughed "That's not what we heard the other night" Jackson said while wagging his eyebrows.

Stiles blushed even harder, when Derek and the pack had given some company other night, he couldn't help but drag Derek upstairs for a little make-out session. Stiles knew Derek would agree to it partly because it would cheer him up and partly because he wanted it too, but what happened during said make-out session kind of surprised him.

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Stiles gripped Derek's hair tighter, pulling him closer. In a rush to get closer to him, Stiles had pushed him on the bed and climbed on top of him. He could feel Derek's hands on his waist as they kissed.

Derek suddenly pulled back and Stiles attacked him again, kissing his neck "ahh, Stiles, slowdown"

Stiles continued despite Derek's protests "Why?"

Derek chuckled and pulled Stiles away "Because everyone is downstairs and they can hear everything"

Stiles groaned in annoyance "Well, they can leave"

Derek shook his head and cradled Stiles face in his hands "Stiles, I want your first time to be special"

Stiles sighed and grabbed Derek's hands "If it's with you, it will be"

Derek just stared at him for a moment and Stiles though he said something wrong but when a wide grin came upon Derek's face he knew he didn't. Derek pulled Stiles towards him and gently kissed him.

"I promise that we will, just not now ok", Derek said.

Stiles smiled softly "Ok"

Derek then pulled Stiles up off the bed, "Come on, let's go back down".

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Stiles was smiled at the memory, Derek wanted his first time to be special and he kinda wanted to do it already, he had been alone way too long and he wanted to jump his hot boyfriend. A part of him hated that Derek was being considerate, but the other part loved it. Derek was exactly the kind of boyfriend he wanted.

"Well, what happened is none of your business", Stiles said.

Jackson laughed, "Ok but, I don't think that you going to be a virgin for long"

Stiles looked at him with an expression of horror, "How do you know Im a virgin?"

Every werewolf at the table looked away as if the hadn't heard him. Stile immediately focused on the weakest link, Scott.

"Scott, what haven't you been telling me?"

Scott looked nervous, "Well, Stiles…"

Erica groaned, "Oh my god, we can smell it on you"

Stiles looked at her in shock and quickly sniffed himself, not smelling anything but his own deodorant, he looked at her in confusion.

Lydia rolled her eyes, "werewolves remember, they can smell that kind of thing"

Stiles hit himself over the head for not realizing that earlier "well, stop smelling"

"Well then get laid", Jackson said.

Lydia smacked him over the head and Jackson looked at her in anger. She didn't look worried at all and just ate her lunch.

"Hey, can the werewolf talk, Danny's coming over", Isaac said.

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Stiles wasn't exactly thrilled he had to wait for a ride, his precious jeep had been wrecked in the accident and it was gonna take some time to get fixed. In the meantime he had set up an elaborate system in which he would be riding home with either Jackson or Danny, and if either of them got pulled over by his Dad for some reason then they would say that he was with the other. This system was set up to protect the identity of his main driver who just happened to be pulling up in the black Camaro.

The Camaro pulled up to the front steps and the side window slowly lowered to show Derek Hale looking at him with eyes that beckoned him to the car.

Stiles rushed to the car like every teenager ready to get out of school but with a little more enthusiasm.

Stiles got into the car and greeted him like he did every day with a kiss. Stiles couldn't get enough of him, every time they kissed it was like he craved it even more and Derek was the same way.

After a few minutes of tongue action they stopped but didn't completely pull away, they were breathing heavy and their foreheads were still touching.

"How was your day?" Derek asked while still breathing heavy.

"It's better now", Stiles said back.

They suddenly heard a honking behind them and turned around to see Jackson's car. Derek rolled his eyes and started driving and Stiles flicked him off for interrupting his make-out session.

The drive to Stile's house was quite for a while.

"Have you talked to Damien?" Derek asked suddenly

Stiles looked at him with confusion and shook his head, "No I haven't, I'm still worried, he hasn't answered any of my calls either"

Stiles continued to look at Derek and he saw his jaw tense and an expression of anger come over him.

"It's been a week, he should have talked to you by now"

Stiles was even more confused by that, "Wait, what does that mean, maybe I should've been asking you if you talked to him"

Derek sighed and began to pull over to the side of the road "The last time, I talked with him was at hospital"

Stiles nodded his head, prompting him to go on.

"He said that the reason everyone was mad at him was because he caused it"

The confusion that caught Stiles still wouldn't go away. Why would Damien make everyone turn on him? It didn't make sense.

"Why?" Stiles said voice full of tension.

Derek sighed and looked away from him "He did it so that we wouldn't get involved…when he went to war with his mother".

Stiles could begin to explain the anger he felt not just Derek for not telling him but at Damien for being so damn stupid. Why would he take on his my mother who was the head of an organization that dealt with the supernatural and must be insanely powerful, all by himself.

"Stiles-"Derek began to say.

"A week, Derek, a week went by where you said nothing, a week where I could've talked some sense into him, he's been gone for a week and I don't if he's dead or not because he's so goddamn stupid, to do something like this alone" Stiles yelled.

They only sound within the car was from Stiles breathing heavy.

"I wanted him to tell you so that he could say goodbye" Derek said softly.

Derek then started the car and drove to Stiles house, not a word said between them the whole way.

When Derek stopped at Stiles house, he cut off the engine and both of them sat there in silence of a moment.

"I gotta cook dinner for my Dad or he'll order pizza", Stiles said softly.

Stiles opened the door and was about to get out but was stopped by a strong hand on his arm, he turned and saw the regret in Derek's eyes.

"I'm sorry" Derek said.

Stiles took Derek's hand and put their foreheads together, it was something they had come to do in in the few days they were dating. It made them feel closer somehow.

"I know" Stiles said then he got out of the car and went into the house. He closed the door and put his back to it, he waited until he heard Derek drive away to move.

Stiles was angry at Derek, at Damien, at himself. He knew something was up but he didn't wanna be right if there was a problem then it would fix itself. He shouldn't have been so blind; he should've forced Damien to talk to him.

Stiles shook his head and got started cooking dinner before his father got home.

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Stiles pulled out the baked chicken out of the oven and sat it on the stove, he looked at the clock and wondered when his Dad would get home it was a little late.

The door rang and Stiles poked his head out of the door, wondering how it might be. Stiles cautiously approached the door, he didn't know who it was and he didn't want to take any chances. He grabbed the baseball bat sitting next to the door, one hand gripping the bat tightly and the other on the door handle.

Stiles took a deep breath and pulling the door open, raising the bat high but when he saw who it was his grip on the bat became so loose that it fell to the ground.

"Damien" Stiles said with surprise.

Damien was standing at door, he had on a blue blazer and blacks jeans. His eyes were still blue but they weren't glowing like when he had awakened at the hospital. He looked gorgeous, like a model from a catalogue.

Damien's face full of surprise "Hey why did you have a bat-"

Stiles didn't expect the punch to actually hit but it did. He was just so angry at him for leaving, not calling back for a week and just letting him worry.

"Oww" Damien was grasping his jaw moving it to make sure it wasn't broken "Ok, I guess I deserve that"

Stiles threw his arms around Damien and hugged him tightly "You did"

He felt Damien wrap his arms around his waist, squeezing lightly. They didn't let go of each other for a few minutes then they pulled apart.

"So where have you been?" Stiles asked.

Damien lightly chuckled, "Well I've been here the whole time, putting some things in place "

"Why haven't you been answering my phone calls", Stiles asked

Damien put his hands up in defense "Can I at least come inside; I don't want to have this conversation out in the cold"

Stiles sighed and waved him in then quietly shut the door behind him.

"Hmm, smells good what are cooking?" Damien asked.

Stiles shook his head, "Nope, no deflecting, Derek spilled, he told me everything"

Damien rolled his eyes and looked displeased at what he had heard, "Well, I guess I didn't the chance to tell you I was leaving"

"Why the hell would you do that, manipulate our emotions to turn on you just so you go off by yourself and do something incredibly stupid." Stiles yelled.

"It's not stupid and I know what I'm doing, this isn't the first time I've been involved in a fight like this" Damien yelled back.

"Oh, so you going to war by yourself, is not incredibly stupid" Stiles yelled.

"Not if it means protecting you" Damien softly.

Stiles looked at Damien, really looked at him and he didn't look like someone ready to go, he looked like he was dreading it, dreading this moment.

"Stiles, you're not changing my mind, I came over here to stay goodbye, can we not argue, please"

From the pure look of determination on Damien's face Stiles knew he meant what he said. Stiles groaned in frustration and walked into the kitchen, Damien quietly followed behind him.

"Fine" Stiles said.

Damien smiled softly "I've got good news"

Stiles scoffed, "My best friend who disappeared for twelve years and finally came back is leaving again to go to war with his mother, what good news can you possibly have that can cheer me up"

Damien made his way over to where Stiles was leaning on the counter, "I met my ancestor"

Stiles froze, he knew who Damien was talking about, Ishtar, the goddess that was trying to kill him because she thought that he was taking Damien away from her. Stiles wanted to say something but Deaton had warned against it, he said that Ishtar would already tell Damien about herself before Stiles could tell him anything.

Stiles swallowed "What do you mean by ancestor?"

Damien chuckled at that, "Well, when I when all Terminator I guess, I could hear this voice in my head that would guide me you know and she helped me get to you"

Stiles nodded, showing his understanding of what he was hearing.

Damien had a look of pure wonder on his face "Yeah, well when I passed out, I like actually met her and she said she was watching over since I was like born and that I got all these new powers and …..She was just amazing Stiles"

From what Damien had just told him, Deaton was right about Ishtar getting to him first, she did. The look of amazement of Damien's face said it all. He would have to find some other way of revealing who she was and what he was to him.

Their talk was cut short when they heard the front door open, they both looked out of the Kitchen doorway to see the Sheriff come in.

"Hey, Damien I didn't expect you to come by", he said.

Damien smiled "Hey, Jed yeah I was just coming by to talk to Stiles"

Stiles scoffed "more like say goodbye" he whispered.

"By the way what's with the eyes" Jed asked

Stiles and Damien looked at each other, not knowing of an excuse to come up with right away, "umm… it some weird type of heterochromia, it changed his eyes" Stiles blurted.

Damien looked at him in confusion for a second and then readily agreed with him.

His Dad seemed to have bought it for the moment, he nodded his head looked at Damien for a second then went to the kitchen "Okay, your joining us for dinner aren't you, Damien?"

Stiles really wished he would, he wasn't done trying to talk some sense into Damien.

"Umm, yes, yes I will", Damien said in surprise.

Stiles jumped up and pulled Damien to the kitchen but then Damien stopped. Stiles turned around and Damien stood there frozen as if he had just realized something.

"What the hell…." Damien whispered.

He then turned and ran to the door throwing it open. Stiles ran right behind him and was shocked at what he was seeing to.

Standing at the door was Damien's mother.

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Stiles was more than surprised and actually shocked to see her here, at his house and he was really afraid of what she might do, she had ordered the Crone to kill him.

She looked a little like Damien, not like the similarities that Damien and Ishtar shared, but if you looked closely you could see it. This woman was Damien's mother.

She smiled softly and it was the type of smile that made him tremble a little "Hello, mind if I come in?"

Before Stiles could say anything Damien blocked him from view as if shielding him from her malicious intent.

"Actually, I do mind" Damien answered voice full of contempt.

Stiles peek over Damien's shoulder and he saw her eyes focused on Damien as if willing him to disappear.

"I know, I taught you manners, boy", She said slyly.

Stiles could fell the anger wafting from Damien and for a moment it looked like he was going to attack her but before he could take a step, Stiles's father's voice waded through the air.

"Who's at the door?"

Stiles turned around to see his father already behind him and staring with shock at the same person that they were moments ago.

"Gina is that you?" he said, voice full of astonishment.

She moved straight past him and Damien and in front of him "Jed, it's so good to see you"

Surprisingly enough she gave him a hug. Stiles wasn't the only one surprised by this show of affection, his Dad was too but he still hugged her back if a little awkwardly.

They pulled apart and before Stiles could blink, Damien had his mother by the shoulders, looking ready to drag her out.

"Sorry, Jed but we have to go", Damien said.

A look of confusion came over Jed's face "But I thought you were staying for dinner, your mother is more than welcome and I'm sure Stiles cooked enough"

Jed looked to Stiles for conformation and Stiles didn't know what to do, he didn't even know what was really going on.

So he did the only thing he could do at that moment which was nodded his head to answer his Dad's question.

Damien's mother eased her way out of his grasp and took Jed by the arm "Oh, thank you I am quite hungry from the flight " They both walked into the kitchen leaving Damien and Stiles standing there in wonder of what was happening.

Stiles looked at Damien and he seemed to be boiling with anger.

"Hey, what are we going to do, if you mom goes all psycho on my Dad?" Stiles whispered.

Damien shook his head, "No, she's a tactician, she's here for a different reason and I'm pretty sure it's not to kill your Dad"

Stiles sighed and pulled Damien into the kitchen, neither of them not quite ready to face what awaited them.

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Stiles didn't know what quite happened but they were all sitting at the table in silence, eating their food awkwardly while Damien continued to stare his mother down.

"So Gina, Damien told me that you're the head of a company now?" Jed asked.

She looked at Damien as if he revealed some kind of secret and then turned her eyes to Jed "Yes, it was a company that was started by my family but we lost it some years ago, I just recently got it back"

Damien looked surprised to hear the information and Stiles knew that company was code word for Order but he didn't know if what she was just saying was a cover story or the truth.

"Really, that news to me" Damien said.

She only chuckled at his suggestion, "Well I did send you to bordering school for some time, so you wouldn't have known that"

Stiles got the feeling that the conversation wasn't going to go in a good direction and by the way Damien was gripping that knife any more jabs by his mother and he would jump up and stab her.

"My Dad and I just love baseball, we really just love it right Dad?" Stiles urged his father to agree with him.

Jed wore a look of confusion for a moment but then he caught on and shook his head in agreement, "yeah we do".

Gina broke that death glare she was giving and receiving from her son, then looked straight at Stiles. "Stiles, you really have grown up"

Stiles was confused about why she focused on him "Umm yeah that's a part of getting older"

She laughed at his statement "You're special too, I can see why Damien likes you so much"

Stiles couldn't see it now but the person Damien had been describing to him wasn't here right now, it was a completely different person. It was the typical mother that embarrassed you at family dinners.

She sighed "but while I am enjoying this dinner, the real reason I'm here is to ask for your help, sheriff"

Jed looked at her and changed from his Dad mode to Sheriff mode in a flash, "Yes"

"It's about Damien, it seems that I made some enemies while obtaining the company and they would use him to get to me" she said.

Stiles didn't know what was going on but from the look on Damien's face it wasn't good.

The Sheriff nodded face full of understanding, "Ok, what would you like me to do?"

She smiled softly at him, "I was wondering if you would keep him here, there are not many people that know that we used to live here, here he can be completely safe"

"No!" Damien yelled.

"Yes, this is for your protection and it isn't up for debate" she said.

Damien looked like he wanted to argue but before he could his father spoke "I'll do it, Damien is like family to us"

Gina smiled and touched his hand, "Thank you, you don't know how much that means to me"

Stiles didn't expect what happened to happen, without a single use of force she cancelled Damien's plans of going to fight her, to make him stay here. Stiles would be lying if he didn't say that he was happy that Damien was forced to stay because that would've meant that he would be safe here.

Damien however looked devastated.

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Next chapter Gina's visit isn't just about Damien and we get to see who Damien actually called.

Might update next weekend.