Stiles took a deep breath in. He could see everyone trying to figure out what the hell just happened. Hell Stiles was trying to figure it out too.
"Stiles, what the hell happened man? Why are you covered in scratches and who's blood is that? Were the hell did you get that knife and is that wolfs bane?" Scott was freaking out.
"Scott back away from him. Slowly." Allison said with an arrow pointed right at Stiles' heart.
"Allison what the fuck are you doing. Put that away. Its Stiles, you can't shoot Stiles." Scott screamed and stepped in front of her.
"If he tries to attack my pack I will protect you. Look Scott, look what Stiles did. He almost killed that Erica chick. Peter is furious and we don't know what happened to Derek. He didn't get covered in blood just from standing there. He hurt someone. We can't trust him." Allison whispered.
"Its Stiles. He would only hurt someone if he felt threatened. Allison, please trust me, put down your arrow. I have to try to talk to him. There has to be a reason this happened."
24 hours earlier
Stiles knew he needed to talk with Derek. He couldn't avoid him forever even though that sounded like a great plan. He didn't even know what to say to him anymore. Ever since Derek stormed over to Nicholas' apartment things just haven't been right. Scott wouldn't talk to him saying that it wasn't fair to Derek anymore. Telling him he had to choose. It hurt hearing his best friend tell him that he had to choose and if he didn't choose them well there maybe no more friendship left for them. Scott wasn't going to ditch his family. Not when Stiles had been such a bad friend these past two years. Well he might as well get this over with.
Stiles lightly knocked on the door. Danny answered. 'Great this is not how I wanted to start this.' Stiles thought.
"Is Derek home?"
"No, he is at the old station. Said he had a few things he had to take care of. He will be back in an hour, you can wait here if you want to."
"Naw that's cool. I will try there if not I will be back." with that Stiles got in his jeep and took off. 'What could Derek have to do down there?'
Stiles made his way down into the old hangout. He was trying to gather is bearings on what he was going to say to Derek. He saw movement out of the corner of his eye. When he went to call for Derek he saw that he wasn't alone. He watched in the shadows holding his breath as he saw Erica jump on Derek and kiss him. What the fuck! Stiles didn't even know what to do. He finally jolted away and slowly started making his way back to his car. He got in and took off. 30 minutes later Stiles was still in a daze. He was trying to shake it off when he realized he had no idea where he was. He had driven on auto pilot and now he did know where he was. Did he really just seeing Erica jump Derek. And Derek didn't even push her off. Was this pay back? Derek had to of known Stiles was there. Just then Stiles could feel his blood boiling. He was pissed, no he was beyond pissed, he was furious. How could Derek do that to him. With Erica. A girl, a female werewolf. Who is part of Peter's pack. Is this why Peter let Stiles hang around? So Erica could get close with Derek and then Peter could have both packs? Oh now it was war. He knew he hated Peter for a reason. Stiles knew where he had to go.
Stiles pulled up into the driveway he thought he never would go to. He knocked on the door and was meet with a angry looking Chris.
"I need a knife with wolfs bane on it."
"Why?" Chris looked at him with questions in his eyes.
"There seems to be to many werewolves in town."
"Why don't you just get Derek to take care of it?"
"Cause he's part of the problem." With that Chris pulled open his door wider and ushered Stiles in. Chris walked into his garage and pulled out a 6 inch blade. From what Stiles could see it was a nice looking blade.
"This is some serious stuff. I hope you know what you are doing Mr. Stilinski. Once you go down this road there is no going back. Are you prepared to possibly lose everything?"
'I've never been more the ready Mr. Argent. I am finally going to do what you can't seem to do."
"If I may ask, what did Derek do that has you already to attack?"
"Oh this is not for Derek per say. This is for his uncle who seem to escape death. Well I am going to take care of that. I am going to carve out his heart."
"Well good luck Stiles. Remember if a wolf attacks a human, we will attack. Be careful and maybe think about what you are doing. This could be very dangerous." with that Chris got up and showed Stiles to the door. Stiles knew exactly what he was doing. If Derek was going to put Peter down and make sure he stayed down, then he was. First he need to get to Erica.
Derek's POV at train Station
"What do you want Erica? Did my uncle send you here?" Derek was angry when he got a text to meet him here. He didn't feel like dealing with anyone from Peter's pack, but maybe he could finally send a message to Peter to leave Stiles alone. Derek knew the only reason Nicholas was hanging out with Stiles was so he could get under Derek's skin. He hadn't expected for the blonde to be the one he was meeting. He figured Peter would send Nicholas just to really drive the point home.
"I volunteered to be the one to meet you Derek. See after you showed up the other day I couldn't help but notice how hot you are. And when Peter came up with this plan, well I just couldn't resist. I just had to see you." Erica purred. Derek could smell her and he didn't like it. He had been turned off women ever since Kate and here Erica was acting the same way.
"Just tell me what Peter wants. I've got better things to do." Just then Derek could hear the steady beat of Stiles' heart. Oh no this is not what was suppose to happen. His heart started beating just a little faster. He turned to Erica and he knew that she knew Stiles was there. She smirked at him and that's when she attacked. She jumped on him and had her lips on his in no time. At first Derek was just frozen. What the hell was her game plan? After what felt like forever he shook out of his daze and threw Erica from him.
"What the fuck are you doing?" Derek roared at her.
"Thanks Derek. Just what I wanted." With that Erica was gone. Derek was furious. Then he remembered Stiles. He tried to look for the young man but he couldn't find him any were. Great now there was no way Stiles would ever talk to him again.
Later that night
Stiles sat in his room. He was trying to think of the perfect way to get to Peter. He didn't know were the creeper lived or hung out. He had never seen him outside of Nicholas' apartment. And well that was no go. He didn't want to kill anyone but Peter. He was done playing in his stupid game. So he decided to text Nicholas. Maybe he could help without knowing it.
Stiles:Hey what are you doing?
Nicholas:Nothing much. Just hanging out with everyone.
Stiles:Is Peter there?
Nicholas:Yea, why?
Stiles:Okay.
Nicholas:?
Stiles ignored the last text and chose to call him instead.
"Hey."
"Hey."
"Can I talk to Peter please?"
"What? why?" Stiles could hear a commotion going on in the background and then he heard Peter's voice.
"How can I help you Stiles?" Stiles could hear the smirk in his voice.
"Peter, I would really like to meet with you. Alone. Say half an hour. I have a proposition for you."
"Oh really and what would that be?"
"I would like to join your pack."
"Oh I think I like this development. Where would you like to meet?"
"How about the old abandoned warehouse. I trust you know where it is."
"Excellent. I will see you in thirty." With that Peter hung up. 'This might be easier then he thought.'
Stiles pulled up to the warehouse 5 minutes early. He sat in the open waiting for Peter. If he knew Peter, he would come walking out of the shadows like some creeper that he was. Right on que.
"Erica what are you doing here? Where is Peter?"
"Stiles do you really think Peter is that stupid? I am here to deliver a message." A small smirk was playing on her lips. She lunged at Stiles with sharp claws and even sharper teeth. Before she could land on him he had the knife pulled out and struck hard across her face.
"Ugh you asshole. That's my face. Now I am really going to hurt you."
"Bring it on bitch." She lunged again and managed to get his arm. He swung back and plunged the knife in her back right below her left shoulder blade. She roared back. He could she her shift back to her human form. He lunged again and slashed he across the stomach. Just then he heard another roar and turned to see a very pissed off Peter coming at him. He stood his grown ready to attack. Just as Peter was jumping mid air another body slammed into him. He rolled back over to see both Derek and Peter snapping their jaws at each other. 'This is not what was suppose to happen.' Stiles thought to himself. He got back up and tried to go after Peter again. Derek threw him back into the wall out of the way. Now Stiles was really mad. He got up again and attacked both Derek and Peter. He felt the knife drag in someones skin, felt the flesh separating Then he heard Derek roar in pain. Shit wrong one. Peter took that moment to attack Derek. Stiles was trying to get some blows into Peter but there was no way he could get between the two. Just then he heard a car pull up outside. Peter and Derek both looked at the door. Peter took off and Derek followed him. Just then Scott and Allison both came rushing in.
"Stiles."
Stiles finally shook out of his daze. He wanted to go after Peter. This was his fight. He didn't ask for Derek and them to show up. He wanted to do this alone. Now he was really angry. He looked up to Scott and then to Allison. He saw that she had her bow pointed right at him.
"If you are going to shoot me you better do it now." When he saw that Allison lowered her bow he took off in the direction he saw them heading. He wasn't going to let them get away.
Stiles looked every were for over an hour. He couldn't find them. He finally gave up when he could finally feel all of his injury's. He really should probably go get them stitched up but he didn't feel like explaining to his dad what happened. Finally he went home and took a long hot shower. His arm was aching and the claw marks wouldn't stop bleeding. He got out and grabbed the first aid kit before heading back to his room.
"Stiles." Stiles jumped out of skin when he heard Derek's voice coming from the corner of his room.
"Dammit Derek what the hell are you doing?"
"I wanted to check on you. And now I am glad I came. Let me see your arm." Derek stalked forward and grabbed his arm, growling lowly when he say the marks Erica had left him with. He pushed Stiles down into the chair and grabbed the first aid kit from him. He took out the peroxide and a cotton swab. He slowly cleaned the wound and every time Stiles hissed he would stop and try and kiss the pain away.
"As much as I appreciated you helping me out back there Derek but how did you know where I was?"
"I had been outside your window ever since you left the warehouse. I was trying to talk to you before you did something stupid. So when I heard you talk with Peter I knew I couldn't let you go at it alone. Stiles I am really sorry you saw Erica attack me, but I didn't ever want her to do that. I was so freaked out when I heard you in there. I was trying to find you and talk with you. What the hell where you thinking going after Peter by yourself. You could have killed you Stiles. What were you thinking?"
"I don't know, after I saw Erica kiss you I just went into a blinding rage and well you see what happened. I don't know what came over me. Seeing you with her just pushed me over the edge and I just knew Peter had something to do with it. He will never take you away from me Derek. I will kill him before that happens."
"No one is going to take me away from you Stiles. Just don't ever do anything so stupid again." Derek pulled Stiles over to the bed, pulled down the covers and slid in behind him.
"Derek you do know I am not wearing any clothes right."
"Go to sleep Stiles. We will talk more in the morning." Stiles tried wiggling free but Derek just held him tighter. Stiles finally gave up and drifted off to sleep. They really needed to talk in the morning but right now it felt nice to be laying in Derek's arms.
A/N:I hate this chapter more then the last. It took me forever to write and I don't think it came out right. But here you go. A little something to tide you over.