It had been three weeks since Derek had left and stiles was starting to feel better until he got home and saw from the outside of his house that his bedroom window was open not expecting it to be a werewolf he grabbed the only thing he could find a broom jogging up the flight of stairs as quietly as possible he entered the room not seeing anyone he set the broom down and walked over to the window shutting it gazing out of the window for a moment he let his gaze fall unconsciously to the side walk where he saw Derek, stiles ran from his room down the stairs and out the door panting he looked over and was crushed when he saw Derek wasn't there, a feeling in stiles stomach told him to go to the hale house… but another part of him told stiles it was useless that he should accept the fact Derek wanted to do with him but Stiles refused that idea so he walked back inside grabbed his bag and car keys but before he left he wrote a note to his dad:

Over at Scotts don't worry
Love you, stiles

With the note written he texted scott telling scott to cover for him, after he finished the text he got into his baby and headed for the hale house.

Stiles slowly got out of the jeep grabbing his bag and went to the front door knocking on it but got no reply not willing to give up he entered the burned house the smell of soot and smoke that would never leave filled his nose and it reminded him of derek… only a couple days after derek left did he realise his feelings he loved derek hale but he was to late to tell him and even if he did he had a feeling derek would more then likely rip his throat out. Stiles walked up the large stair case back pack slung over his shoulder, stiles wandered straight into dereks room not even knowing it was his until the familiar scent of derek filled his room but he only felt emptier when he saw the bed obviously hadent been slept in for a while, stiles sighed heavily to himself tossing the bag onto the ground he took a seat on the bed, "Derek...where are you?" Stiles asked aloud

Derek hid in the shadows as he saw stiles enter the house he swore mentally he should have come earlier to collect the few belongings he had but what made matters worse was stiles evenn though he'd never seen much of the inside of his house somehow walked right into his room. Silently derek headed for his room hiding outside of it as he listened to the sound of stiles heart beat, "Derek…where are you?" Stiles seemed to be asking himself, "right here stiles..." derek whispered to himself then was stunned to hear weeping.

Stiles couldn't hold it in anymore he couldent hold the pain he held in his heart or the lonleyness all the pain he felt came rushing out as tears and crys. Stiles held his chest feeling that at any moment he'd fall apart he kept telling himself derek was lying when he said they were never friends after all stiles saved his live more then once and derek saved his ass more times than he could count so that had to mean he cared right? Stiles laughed hollowly at his pathetic attemt to convince himself derek cared...

Derek couldn't take it any more he walked forward wrapping his arms around stiles small and shaking frame, "Shhh... Stiles Shh.." Derek whispered as he stroked the teens back and let out a small chuckle when he heard stiles hiccup, "D-Derek...? Im dreaming A-Arnt I?" Stiles whimpered Derek smiled sadly at that and the fact he caused stiles more pain by leaving then staying, "No stiles...I'm here..." Derek said before turning stiles head and capturing stiles' lips with his own in a soft gentle kiss.
"D-Derek?" Stiles questioned tears rolling down his cheeks again, "I love you..." Derek whispered.

still couldn't believe he wasn't dreaming, he was unbelievably happy but also anger filled him so Stiles punched the werewolf in the chest "Y-You stupid ass dog!" Stiles yelled as he began pounding on Dereks chest till he felt Dereks hands grab his wrists stopping the next punch, "W-Why did you say those things to me if you love me!" Stiles yelled at the wolf who looked at him in a serious but sad way. "To protect you" derek said, Stiles hit him again.
"I can protect myself!" Stiles yelled only to look at derek in shook when he growled slightly stiles trying to pull back when derek grabbed his wrist again and pushed him onto the bed his eyes looking conflicted.
"No stiles you can't not against the wolf" derek growled, "I'm tired of being told I can't protect myself by you by allison by scott hell my dad! Its because im not a werewolf or a hunter isent it!" Stiles yelled at derek who increased his grip before closing his eyes not saying a word.
"Derek?" Stiles asked but was stricken with fear as derek opened his eyes revealing red orbs, "Mine..." derek no the wolf growled as it bent down and ran the tip of its nose alond stiles neck inhaling the scent and before stiles knew it he felt the wolfs teeth puncture his neck gently but deeply and almost lovingly he pulled away and howled before Stiles felt the pain rack threw his body the last thing he saw was derek saying somthing before he left stiles, "derek!" Stiles screamed before he blacked out.

Scotts eyes grew wide as he heard the howl...and Scott knew and he was scared he looked to allison who seemed to understand what the howl had comunicated, "go find him scott... he's going to need you" she informed him before she leaned in and kissed scott who smiled than ran out of her room and to the kitchen when Chris stopped him.
"I'm going with you..." chris said as he grabbed the car keys off the kitchen island Scott nodded as the two ran to the red van climbing in as they sped to the hale house dereks black camero speeding past them, "should we...?" Chris asked
"No stiles needs us we can get derek later" Scott growled, when they got to the hall house scott ran following stiles scent to dereks room where he saw stiles thrashing in a small pool of his own blood and suddenly stiles thrashing stopped and Scott yelled for chris.

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Scott sat in a small folding chair Chris set there for Scotts use as he watched Stiles who was now paler than usual, Scott kept his hearing tuned onto the soft beating of Stiles heart. Scott didn't know how he let this happen he let Stiles get turned and he blamed himself... he knew he should have kept a closer eye on Stiles spent more time with him making sure he wasn't doing anything to draw attention to himself but he didn't and it was his fault.
"De...Derek?" Stiles croaked, Scott snapped his attention to Stiles whose eyes where now the shade of electric blue he always knew Dereks to be.
"Stiles...hey buddy calm down your safe..." Scott said in a gentle calming voice.

A/N: Emrys is here! Miss me? Anyway ooooh dereks back yay oh no he bit stiles oh damn scott actually gives a shit? Gaaasp anway this chapter is dedicated to a close friend Maya!

Stiles: did i just die?

Me: ...no?

Stiles: OKAY :DD

Derek: and i just left him there im not that heartless!

Me: uh i think you where scared or shocked about what you did so you kinda just left

Scott: Dereks a dead man