Interlude

It looks like things will keep going like this. Derek's my terminator of sorts. I couldn't handle Kate Argent and he… finished her. For me. Should I accept these roles? People were killed before, by other people but Kate… I don't think she could live. But I couldn't and wouldn't kill her myself. And what's the point in maintaining my kindness…? I'm confused.

And Stiles is dating him now, the assassin werewolf, the former alpha Derek. Stiles is so good I can't even begin to wonder how he fell in love with such a bastard. As you can see, I'm being contradictory and dizzying. I think I need Derek, maybe; he's experienced. But I shouldn't let all the bad deeds in his account. Yeah, I'll loose the True Alpha state, I'll even loose the alpha state, if I do this. But it is my decision to save people, to not let them be hurt, that brings us to the points of slaughter.

Yes, they all agreed with how I see things, but they're not responsible for it all. They should not be responsible for all the killing and beheading and learning to live with it. That's why I took upon my hands and mine alone to kill Gerard when he visited me that night.

I learned my bed was already surrounded in mountain ash. Smart old man, that one. I wasn't dead, not nearly even, so I suppose he wanted to talk. So I listened.

"Scott, oh little McCall, I see you sleep in such an unsafe location."

"What do you want?" I whisper-screamed.

"To check on you."

I started to really get dizzy, my wolf vision allowed me to see a point in my ankle were a vaccine was injected minutes before.

"Why do you woke me up to…?"

"Did I? Sorry, wasn't my intention."

Equipments were being assembled around me, my now blurry vision couldn't see what. Cold metal touched my skin. I saw eletrodes. Next thing I passed out.

The next morning when I woke up, there were no visible signals of anything. Except the strong scent of electronics and a black spot on the ground, probably made by Gerard bleeding because of the mountain ash I gave him months ago. He shouldn't be able to come to my house to make threats. But I knew someone who has been tracking the man down.

Interlude II

I woke up next to my bf. I won't call him the complete word. Not yet. Look a little to him, he's big. At least the "big" in "big bad wolf" is truth. His body is great, he could dismantle me very easily. Recent (some not so recent) happenings made me always think about being dismantled lately. I don't know how a body so small as mine could fit so well to a bigger one like Derek's. Unsolved mysteries of the universe, someone.

I can't help but feel a little guiltyabout lying to my dad that I was in fact sleeping at Scott's. I think he might already know the truth and is just expecting me to tell him, he's the sheriff after all. Derek's grim, so I don't know how that fits with the law very well. Or at all.

I love him. I only can say it to myself, yes we don't say the L word out loud, not since that day. I'm comfortable like this. He wakes up and rolls to hug me, pretending yet to be asleep. How childish for a man his size. I guess I'm too much concerned about sizes, but it is normal to be afraid he'll kill me by accident. It could happen.

Except right now it was too good for me to be afraid, feeling his warmth arms around me. I've never thought relationships could be this good, and I thought they could be pretty good. I should've noticed how I was feeling around him, but it took me too much. It took me torture and scientific experimenting and poisoning.

And poisoning. I'm a liaison. Maybe I should ask to be turned into a werewolf, even if I didn't particularly ever wanted that for me. Sidekick post was ok before. I don't know if it is now. I feel his muscles and imagine the face of the man and it is intoxicating good! It is too good a position to be in, and I fear it might be so good it will end shortly.

I got up. Derek held me.

"I can't really believe Scott forces you to wake up so soon on Saturday."

"Do you want me to stay?" Only after speaking that I noticed his good mood. Because of me.

"Yes, Stiles, I want you to stay." He said reluctantly. God, I had to put efforts for every little demonstration like this from him. It was worth the effort, though.

"Then stop pretending to sleep."

"When you realized I was awaken you hurried to go away, so I guess to awake is not an option."

"I'm still not used to… this… us." I said, pointing at us. "Not that it's something bad that needs getting used to, it's just that is surprising". Derek was attentive. "Not that I didn't think of us together. Please don't think of the type of thoughts I..." And I stopped and laughed, noticing that I was acting awkward. "Sorry."

"No need to apologize." He was laughing and it was a gorgeous view. "I like you the way you are. And you seemed pretty accustomed last night."

Said him, tightening his arms grip in my body.

"Stop talking!" And kissed him longly.

Interlude III

To watch over Gerard is being difficult, with Stiles around all the time. I think he did not realized me leaving him alone this night to go do my vigilante thing. I think he should stay miles away of me, and my house, I'm always afraid to leave him there alone. I'm a target, which means he's a target. My love for him makes him a target. A human, thus easy, target. Let's stop talking about targeting Stiles.

We woke up cuddlind, as if nothing happened. He didn't knew Gerard outwitted me, I don't know where he is now. But the fact that, for the first time in months, I lost sight of him, cannot be meaningless. I'm kissing Stiles, actually loving this newfound boyfriend status, but can't cease my brain to be thinking about wolf-stuff. Maybe I wasn't cut for long-term relationships. But, for Stiles, I know I can do it. What I don't know is if I should.

Stiles's phone is ringing. I stop him from getting it. It must be problem, and I want to prolong this moment before it goes away. Our relationship is meant to end, there's no way it'll last. I'm too damaged to be with someone as adorable as him. And this time it wouldn't be me the one hurt, Stiles cannot possibly be hurtful. I just hope he'll end up well in all of this. My eyes are in tears, I hide it and hold him tighter.

Chapter 2

Three months ago…

Derek scales a building to see Gerard getting out a building, carrying paperwork. He follows him, since he should not be allowed outside of his house arrest.

From afar, Mr. Hales sees Gerard hiding the papers on a safe-deposit box.

Back there where Gerard took his papers, Kate arrives, clearly looking for something.

At his apartment, Gerard sees this through a camera. He smiles.

Later that night, Derek scales and enters the apartment through an opened window. He's recorded in a camera he doesn't see. He tries to open the safe, but he can't even touch it. Apparently, even being somewhat of a werewolf, Gerard is immune to mountain ash, that must be mixed in the safe's steel material.

Below in the apartment, inadvertently there's a basement with cellars. In one of them, a wolf is struggling, bashing himself in the walls and grids trying to escape desperately. He's all hurt, missing fingers and dirty. A camera also spies on him. It just now changes from infrared to zooming mode, so it has more than one mode.

Currently…

"So he was checking on you. Well, that's not scary at all. Oh, wait…"

Scott and Stiles are bowling together.

"Anyways, where's your electrified girl also… I think I'm being hostile. Sorry, too much time in the presence of Derek."

"Don't wanna hear about this."

Stiles stopped his movement with the bowling ball in the air.

"Whoa, what's this? I see problems in Scottstilesland or is it only on my mind?" Threw it, hitting absolutely no skittle.

"He's dangerous. And I worry about you."

"Well, I kinda remember you being sort of his friend, so I don't know why so different measures between you and me now. Sorry. It sliped."

"See, you're not even being you anymore."

"'Cause I've never been sarcastic before, obviously."

"I'm worried about when it ends. It won't end well."

"I never expected you and Alisson to break up, so I was hoping for attitude reciprocation."

Scott reached to Stiles, a bowling ball in his hands, a claw trespassing it, and almost hit him with it. Stiles fell to the floor. Scott shouted: "Don't mention Alisson!"

Stiles was worried. "Dude… what was that?"

"Sorry, Stiles. I don't know what passed through my mind. Is just that, it's too recent, I guess. Her… her death."

"I arrived in time to see you crying?" Derek entering.

"Derek, we're having friend time here. As you can see, I didn't brought Kira along either."

"Whatever. I'm not here for you." Stiles gets excited. Derek completes "Or Stiles."

Stiles: "Don't tell me this time is aliens."

"No, kid."

Stiles interrupts his talk: "Kid?! I'm your"

Derek interrupts him too: "I know what we are. It doesn't change your age, nonetheless."

Stiles: "You're lucky I don't have a ball in my hands, or else."

Derek: "You'd miss me, certainly, since you didn't hit one skittle."

Stiles: "You were watching. Obviously. How annoying!"

Scott: "Guys, stop this strange dialogue that's going on here and talk like normal persons."

Derek: "Gerard vanished from his apartment too."

Scott: "And… what have you found there?"

"So, I'm being excluded?" Stiles asks.

Derek: "Yes."

Stiles: "And you have the guts to confirm that?!"

Derek: "You're human."

Stiles: "Have you never watched Twilight? Let me rephrase it, have you never watched anything?! Couples share their stuff!"

Derek: "Have you seen Twilight?!"

Scott: "No he hasn't. Please, people, leave it for later."

Stiles is a little hurt. "So Gerard's vanished after one night-stand with Scott, so… what else?"

Derek: "All those times you visited him, Scott, he recorded. With heat cameras, infrareds, micro-waves. He's been studying you. I also found a machine that sprayed the ambient with chemical compounds. And, more strange, he left this behind, as if it isn't a problem for him if we found it."

They look panicked.

Later, Lydia's house…

Lydia and Stiles are studying.

"So they are excluding you."

"Yes, and I allowed it by coming here to study. I mean, I don't want to hold them back."

Lydia slaps him in the face. "Where is the brave guy who's won me back then? I can't believe what I'm hearing."

"You were just expecting the right moment to slap me weren't you?"

Lydia laughs.

"I wish Aiden was alive, so I could make you jealous."

"I'd not be jealous. I' d be worried."

"Well, get worried then, 'cause I found a new boyfriend."

"I can't believe I'm so okay with this, but whatever, tell me everything."

Lydia's in trance.

"Lydia. Lydia."

She starts walking.

"Someone should write 'thou shalt not study with a banshee' somewhere important." Starts following her outside the house.

Deaton's clinic.

Derek and Scott enter and find him holding a dog in his hands, the expression on his face is like he's having a panick attack.

Scott puts a comforting hand is his shoulder. "What's happened, doc?"

Deaton: "Nothing. I'm just worried about my sister."

Derek: "What she did?"

Scott: "Don't always expect the worst from people! Why are you worried about Morell?"

Deaton's hesitant. "She's always trying to maintain balance. I think she'll go after Gerard. She'll die."

Derek: "What you two know about him?" charging explanations.

Deaton: "He's became a really dark influence to this world. I'll tell you everything."

Scott gets his phone. "It's my mom. Hold on a little."

Derek: "No, we can't wait."

Scott brightens his eyes: "You'll wait, 'cause I asked to."

He goes outside to answer.

Melissa: "Scott, why in the hell does Sheriff Stillinski thinks Stiles is sleeping at our house?!"

Scott: "Mom, I can't explain."

Meliissa: "No, that you're a werewolf you can't explain. This, I'm pretty sure it's just teenage rebellion."

Scott: "Mom, he was at his boyfriend's house."

"I thought he was dating Lydia."

"He was."

"Who's he? The boyfriend."

"You don't wanna know."

"It's Derek isn't it? I can't believe you're backing it up!"

"How'd you knew?!"

"Well, son, I'm not as blind as you all think I'am. Now I'll tell you one thing. I covered it once, but he needs to stop lying to his dad, okay?"

"Okay."

Scott re-enters the clinic to find Deaton alone.

"Where's him?"

"He forced me to tell him everything and jumped out of the window."

Scott looks furious.

Lydia and Stiles arrive on a square. Lydia sees something and screams. Stiles looks where she's looking, to find a dead body lying on a tree. He comes close, only to find it's a torso only. The whole tree is full of bodies and body parts hanging. He covers his mouth in awe. Blood drips on the ground.

He gets his cellphone.

To be continued...