In a street, two groups of people antagonize each other, real fire guns pointed. One group is the Hunters group. They all wear black and you can see silver metal jewelry in some of the women. The women are behind the men, tough faces. One of these women is the one that visited Chris in jail, when the Nogistume was breaking havoc in Beacon Hills. And at her side, we see Derek. She's in the middle and seems to be the leader. The other group is a group of mercenaries, Gerard is among them. And at Gerard's side is Scott, crouched.
The women gives one step ahead: "Surrender, Gerard. It's in your best interest."
"Sorry, Sonia." He says. "I could say the same thing about you."
The men with the gun prepare to shoot.
Several hours before…
Stiles is playing videogame in his house's living room.
"You should really stop letting the back door unlocked."
He scares and turns to see Derek right there in front of him. After shock passes, he's relieved, goes to him and hugs him, then he'll rest when Derek holds his head and kisses him. They're still hugging.
"Where were you?" The younger asked.
Derek reminded himself asking to go say goodbye, and the coated man consenting, but warning him he shouldn't say anything.
"It doesn't matter. My investigation ended up on nothing."
Stiles felt he wasn't saying the whole story. He preferred to let it go.
"I was worried about you. We found blood. People died. Hunters died." Pause. "And my sentences do not mix." laughs.
Derek steps back.
"What is it, Derek? Tell me."
"Stiles, we can't be together anymore."
Stiles takes a little to comprehend this.
"Why? What happened?" Derek's too mute. "I deserve an explanation."
"Well, you want to know? Then I'll say it but you won't like it. You're a liability. I just now realized that."
Stiles's speechless.
Derek keeps going on:
"So you can't be with me and you can't have feelings for me. What happened between us was good, but you gonna get me killed." Talking fast, spilling it out. "You're holding me back, I'm sorry." He'll leave.
Stiles stops him by talking: "This is it? Well you're a liability to me, too. You're a risk to my own damn life, too. And I mean you yourself! But I'm not as coward as you are, who'd say that, huh?"
Derek's face turns werewolf and he roars. And leaves. Stiles, alone, refuses to cry.
Outside, Derek finds his sister Cora.
"Cora, what are you doing here?!"
"Let's talk somewhere more private." She says.
Inside, Stiles doesn't know what to think. He knew this was supposed to happen, but if he's unwanted, then whatever, he's not going to suffer for damned Derek. Except he is, which means he's got to find something to do.
In the top of a small building, Derek and Cora talk.
"What?! Uncle Peter called you?!"
"Yes, he thought you could need me."
"He's not very much been around lately. I thought it was because of me and Stiles, but now I'm beginning to think there's something else, a bad deed of some sort."
"I'm glad he called me here. Because you need me. I mean, they threaten Stiles and you give up on him to not put him in the danger. And in the process, you make him hate you."
"Who could know someone that was missing for years would understand so much about me."
Cora blushes: "I'm your sister. And I can't let you be unhappy."
"I wouldn't forgive myself if something happened to him."
"I can't believe that when you're actually behaving like a human, it's this type of human that you become! Make terror reign over them for menacing him, get your anger out of retirement and avenge their threats. You're a Hale, where's your pride?"
Derek looks thoughtful.
Stiles is with his cellphone in hand, thinking if he should call Lydia to try to find Scott, who's not answering his cellphone.
Cora enters and throws the phone away in the sofa.
"You're not that innocent to believe in Derek's words." She looks at him and realizes something in his face. "You also think you're a burden! Let's follow him. Come with me." Tries to push him. He resists.
Cora complements: "I'm a werewolf, so you're coming willy-nilly."
Interlude
Scott and Derek are fighting, while Stiles and Cora (and all the Argents and mercenaries) watch. It's like they're gladiators in a coliseum, but much more somber. Scott's asking Derek to run away, 'cause he have no control over himself.
The Argents are all around Cora and Stiles, so their screams cannot be heard and they can do nothing without risking being killed.
Everytime Derek tries to get to Gerard, Scott's on his way, ripping him. If it weren't for his skills, he would be dead by now, fighting an alpha. A true alpha at that.
Stiles seems to have noticed something. He's contemplative.
Derek throws Scott in Gerard, who deviates. One Argent guy tries to shoot Gerard, but misses. And gets killed by one of the mercenaries. Tension's felt in the air. In fact, tension could be cut like butter at this point.
Scott makes various consecutive strikes on Derek. Scott's face is confused, he doesn't know why Derek does not just go away.
Derek sees Stiles screaming for them to stop. He's distracted and Scott hits his throat, making a very deep wound. Derek falls to the floor, bleeding.
Stiles debacles trying to reach to him, but is hold by the Argent clan. Cora's crying.
Derek stops struggling. Scott's apparently more like himself now. He goes up close to Derek, trying to hear his heartbeat. His arms start to move, he looks at them like he has no control. He looks to Gerard.
That's when Derek hits him in the ankle and he falls. Derek was controlling his heartbeat. He jumps up in Scott and beats him repeatedly, like a beast. He too has no control over himself, the basic instinct of self-preservation.
The Argents are so thunderstruck for what they're seeing that Stiles easily escapes them and runs to stop Derek from killing his best friend. Stiles cries and jumps over the man he loves. Cora gets to him in time to stop him before he's hit by the claw-strike Derek receives him with. Derek looks at them, at himself, at Scott, he's ashamed and he runs away. Stiles addresses over Scott, crying loudly.
Deaton's clinic…
Morell enters to see her brother reading a book.
"A book, brother? What a coincidence, 'cause that's exactly what I'm here for."
Deaton: "I see. You're after my copy of the Argents bestiary."
"Yes, I know that Alisson allowed you to have one. I don't know why you and she are the only ones who know this, but I don't care. I need it."
"The reason I haven't told anyone is the same reason you can't have it. There are secrets there who can't fall in the wrong hands."
"Gerard is the wrong hands. And he stole all the Argent's secrets, so you're supposed to think I'm the right hand."
"It's dangerous. I don't want you involved."
Morell's angry: "I'm the best interpreter you know!"
Deaton also raises his voice: "Let's give time for things to settle. Maybe we'll not be needed."
Morell consents: "I highly doubt that. Okay, I'll wait. But sooner or later, more sooner than later, I'll acquire this book." She leaves.
Hospital…
Stiles, Cora and Gerard are in the waiting room. Stiles looks angrily at Gerard, who's not supposed to be there.
Cora holds Stiles hands.
"He'll be okay. I'm sorry for what my brother did."
"You don't need to be sorry."
"There must be an explanation."
"There is. In our temporary delusion that we loved each other, I left my own better judgment aside. The one that told me Derek's the villain. The one that was right."
They look at each other. Cora has nothing to say.
Melissa is sitting next to Scott's bed. She has no more tears to cry. She just looks at him, waiting for him to wake up. For the millionth time, she raises the sheet to see the wounds.
"He's not healing." An old voice behind her.
She stands and looks at him, burning of rage.
"What are you still doing here?"
He's calmer than ever: "I'm not the enemy. I'm not the one who did this to your son."
"You can say whatever you want, but this isn't the truth." Pause, she looks at her son and almost cries. "Why is he not healing?"
Gerard gets closer. She moves backwards and stands between him and the bed.
He speaks: "I don't know what they did. The Argents's core lies very much in secrecy. I uncovered many of their secrets, but there might be a few ones I still don't know."
"You're using a teenager in your struggle against your family."
"We use what we have." He smiles faintly. "And as much as fooling Kate made me inherit her resources, I'm still not as resourceful as I need to be." He grabs her wrist. She tries unsuccessfully to break from his grabbing. He keeps speaking: "You're a beautiful brave lady. For your sake, I'l try to help your son."
He's leaving.
She yells: "No. You'll help my son because he's your leverage. But if he's harmed more than he's now…"
Gerard, before leaving: "I was right. You're a brave lady."
Gerard meets Stiles outside, who charges against him, bashing him to the wall.
Stiles angrily speaks: "You put the life of my best friend in danger. You're not supposed to be here teasing his mother! So or you leave or else I'll end your life right here, no matter what I have to do to achieve this."
Gerard pulls Stiles and he almost fells because of Gerard's strength.
"You should put this anger to work against Derek, since he's the one to blame. But I guess you're like me and your feelings are put in a much higher position than your character."
Gerard goes to the waiting room.
Stiles leans against the wall and takes a deep breath. He goes to the bathroom and washes his face with water. That's when he sees Derek standing behind him. He invests against Derek too, trying unsuccessfully to throw him, saying: "You son of a bitch!"
Derek looks ashamed: "You must understand that there's things you don't know."
"Then tell me!"
"It's better for you if you do not know."
"Oh my God, that's your excuse?! I can't believe this, I thought things would be different, but even when we went the boyfriend route you still does not include me."
"Stiles, I came here because I wanted to apologize to you and Scott."
"Well, you can't. So leave."
Derek will go, but he stops and goes back and kisses Stiles in a desperate way. Stiles starts trying to pull him away but ends up returning. In the end Stiles actually pulls him. They look at each other. Stiles looks angry. Derek goes. Alone, Stiles looks himself in the mirror, thinking.
Cabin in the woods…
The Argent matriarch, Sonia, and two other guys talk. One is a young guy and the other is an old one.
The younger: "We put the life of a young boy in danger."
Sonia: "He's a werewolf. The werewolf that Gerard's using to protect himself. The Code must be put aside for the time being."
The other guy: "Gerard is a stain to the Hunters. One that we all must get rid of by ourselves. It's our duty and our prerogative."
Sonia: "He's right. And of all the hunter families, we're the only ones that endured his attacks here in Beacon Hills. Maybe because we know his methods."
Young one: "And he knows ours."
Sonia smiles like she knows something they don't.
Derek's loft.
Derek looks at his office like he's saying goodbye. He closes it and grabs a suitcase that's near him. Outside, he meets Cora near a cab.
She asks: "Are you sure?"
"Yes." It's his answer.
They enter and the taxi departs. She gives Derek an airplane ticket.
To be continued...