A/N This chapter is set three weeks later and it's on a Saturday afternoon.

Four years ago

Twelve year old Stiles was in his room on his computer when his mother walked in. "Hey mom."

Mary walked over to him. "What are you doing?"

"Nothing, just looking at some videos." Stiles said turning around to face her. "Can I ask you a question?" Mary nodded. "What do you do when you like someone?"

Mary smiled. "What's his name?"

"How did you know I was talking about a boy?" Stiles asked.

"I know every little thing about you." Mary said. "And it's okay if you like boys, I've kind of known for a while now I was just waiting for you to realize it."

"But I've always heard that being gay was wrong." Stiles said. "That's it's a sin and you're going to burn in hell for it. At least that's what I hear dad say all the time. What if he finds out that I like boys?"

"He's not going to hurt you." Mary said. "This is who you are Stiles and if he can't accept that then forget him and anyone else who says otherwise. You're my son and no matter what I will always love you. I promise you that I will never let him hurt you."

End

Stiles was leaning against the headboard in his room, staring at a picture of his mom. He looked up when his door opened. "Derek?" He said wiping his face. "I thought you were going with the others."

"I didn't want to leave you alone." Derek sat next to Stiles on the bed and smiled when he saw the picture. "Is that your mom?" Stiles nodded. "She's pretty and she looks just like you."

Stiles smiled. "That's what everyone said before she died." He frowned. "I really miss her."

Derek reached over and took the picture. "I remember you telling me how close you guys were."

"She could always read me like a book." Stiles said. "We use to do everything together and I could always talk to her about anything. Two weeks before she died she promised me that he would never hurt me." He looked down. "She was always my hero." Taking the picture from Derek he sat it back on the counter. "She use to always tell me that as long as I try I can do anything."

"I'm sorry." Derek said. "If you want to be alone I can go."

"That's okay." Stiles said. "I'm really glad that you're here."

Derek couldn't take his eyes away from Stiles. "Has anyone ever told you that you had beautiful eyes?"

Stiles shook his head. "No." He found himself leaning closer to Derek and before he knew it they were kissing. Stiles melted into the kiss as he moved closer to Derek.

…..

Five minutes later

Stiles was lying down on his bed staring at the ceiling, Derek next to him doing the same thing. "I'm so sorry Derek."

Derek smiled. "Stop apologizing Stiles, its okay."

"Were you scared when you had your first time?" Stiles asked looking over at him.

Derek sighed. "Actually I was terrified."

"When did you lose it?" Stiles asked.

"When I was fifteen." Derek said. "There was this guy at school but he's in the closet. We were fooling around for a few weeks but we've never gone all the way. That was until I got up enough courage to actually tell him that I wanted to do it. I was so terrified that I couldn't stop shaking and he noticed. He wanted to stop but I told him to keep going. It hurt some but man it was amazing." He looked over at Stiles. "When you're ready you'll know and it will be amazing."

"So do you still talk to him?" Stiles asked.

Derek shook his head. "A few weeks after we had sex he moved away."

"I've never been with a guy before." Stiles said. "I've heard things and seen things but I've always been afraid to actually do anything about it. I wanted to with you though but kind of freaked out a little."

Derek sat up. "Come on you've been in here all day."

Stiles put on his shirt and followed Derek downstairs.

That night

"So you wanted to have sex with him but you were too scared to actually go through with it?" Danny asked smiling. "So wait are you two dating now or what?" He was walking around Stiles.

Stiles leans back against his headboard. "I don't know." He said. "All I know is that I love being with him and I don't feel as scared as I use to when he's around." He shrugged. "Maybe I'm just crazy right?"

Danny sighed. "A blind man could tell that you were perfect for each other and I'm really happy for you."

Stiles looked down. "You're still not talking to Jackson are you?"

"No." Danny said. "And until he starts to chance I'm not going too. Yes I love him and I miss him like crazy but I'm over it."

Stiles decided to chance the subject. "Hey are Isaac and Scott dating anyone, because I was going to set them up with some friends of mine."

Danny shrugged. "Go ahead then, their single." He started playing with his fingers.

Stiles saw that Danny was on the verge of crying. "Are you sure that you're okay?"

"I said I'm fine." Danny looked over at Stiles. "I'll talk to you later."

Before stiles could say anything Danny left his room. He then decided that he had to make piece with Jackson so he went looking for him. He found Jackson in the backyard with his legs inside the pool. Taking a deep breath he walked over to him. "I need to talk to you."

"I don't feel like talking." Jackson snapped. "Besides I have nothing to say to you."

"Well I don't care." Stiles said. "I'm not doing this for you anyway, I'm doing this for Danny. What have any of us done to you for you to treat us like crap? Especially me, I've done nothing to you."

Jackson sighed. "I don't have a problem with you." He looked down. "When I was five years old my parents dropped off at a foster home. I was tossed around from family to family until I was ten. That was when I was placed in a home for good with an old bickering couple. I thought that I was finally getting the dream family that I always wanted but two weeks later my foster mom ran out with another man and he blamed me for it. I've been abused by him in every single way; physically, emotionally, mentally and sexually." His voice cracked at the last word. 'I let it go on for years because I was too afraid to stand up to him. I've been called every bad word in the book by him. Faggot, sissy, homo; he called me those things and so much more so many times I started to believe him."

"How did you end up here?" Stiles asked.

Jackson smiled. "Danny came into my life. He was friends with Derek and he told him about my situation at home. I talked to Derek's Uncle and moved in with them. If it wasn't for Danny I would still be in that hellhole or even dead. He's the only person I've ever been with and I can't imagine my life without him. When I first moved in I was still having nightmares about that house and all that pain so I would end up in his bed and in his arms. We haven't talked in some weeks now and I miss him."

"You need to talk to Danny." Stiles said. "You have no idea how this is killing him. We talk about you all the time Jackson and he really loves you."

"Ever since then I swore to myself that I would never be treated like that again." Jackson said. "I was never going to be that scared little boy. I was going to be a man and take no crap from anyone." He stood up. "I'm not a sissy." He walked back into the house."

Stiles just watched him go. He felt bad but he understood why Jackson acted the way he did. He was scared just like everyone else was, maybe even a little more.

…

Around eleven that same night Danny was lying awake in bed staring at the ceiling. Getting up from his bed he left his room and went to Jackson's but he wasn't there. Heading downstairs he heard the TV playing and went into the living room. Jackson was sitting on the couch watching TV. "I see you can't sleep either."

"I'm sorry." Jackson said. "I know that I can be a little intense sometimes."

"Just because you're gay doesn't make you any less of a man." Danny said going over to the couch and sitting next to him. "You're a bigger man then he will ever be."

"I'm a fuck up." Jackson said. "I'm just another damaged kid that's never going to amount to anything."

"Will you shut up?" Danny snapped. "Those are his words not yours and if you keep believing that you are you're never going to be happy. You're not a fuck up and you're not damaged, you're you. Yeah you can be intense sometimes but you sweet and caring when you want to be and I love you so much."

"I just wanted to prove to him that I was a man." Jackson said.

"Prove it to him or to yourself?" Danny asked. "You're a lot stronger than you think you are and you're going to pull through this."

"Are you still going to be here with me?" Jackson asked turning to Danny.

Danny smiled and kissed Jackson. "I'm not going anywhere." He pulled Jackson into a hug. "Everything is going to be okay."

Jackson sighed and hugged him back. "You promise?"

"I promise." Pulling back Danny stood up. "No come on we should get some sleep."

Jackson turned off the TV and grabbed Danny's hand. He couldn't stop smiling as Danny led them us the stairs to his bedroom.

A/N Thanks for reading and please review. The next chapter will be up soon.