The bar was loud, really loud it hurt Stiles ear drums and he as sure it hurt Derek's ears to even tho he didn't show it the place smelt booze, sweat and bodies and he wondered if Derek could smell blood and vampires. The wolf leaned in and whispered in Stiles ears "Trap." Stiles groaned

"Come over here. " Seth said as he directed them to a small table. "Right what is your poison?" He asked them

"Nothing." Stiles mumbled

"I don't drink with kidnappers." Derek growled as he looked around them trying to figure out who is a vampire and it quickly dawned on him very one who works here.

"Hey I am not drinking on my own and your gonna have a drink!" Seth yelled at him

"I have a head injury alcohol is the last thing in the world I should be downing!" Stiles yelled back at him as he winced "AND IT TO FUCKING LOUD!" He screamed at him, Derek grabbed Stiles arm and pulled it back into the chair

"What did I say about your mouth?"

"That you want to fill it." Stiles snarled as Derek handed him a bottle of water

"You should have left him in the RV." Derek said as he took the two shot glasses and downed it both.

The bar was filed with dancers and he was sure they weren't on the menu and then he looked at some of the men in the place and saw them looking at them. Stiles looked back at Seth who was getting annoyed "Seth please can me and Derek just leave you got where you need to go I just want to go home." He told him

"No we are all staying here and sitting pretty until me and Rich get what we want." He told him, Derek watched as Seth looked for his brother

"The only thing waiting for you and your brother is death and I don't want any part of it!" Derek looked towards the bar and took a deep breath before look back at Seth

"He need pain killers nothing with aspirin." Derek tells him, Seth looked at the young wolf and frowned

"So?"

"So it might ease his head ache it might make him less likely to yell at you." The older brother seem to think on this for a moment before he stood up

"Fine just stay here." He told him as he headed for the door. Turning in his seat Derek look at Stiles

"There is a bag of mountain ash behind the bar." Stiles looked at the bar and the large bartender and groaned "We just have to wait for the trap to shut then we run behind the bar and get the dust." He tell the teen

"Derek this place isn't a good place I…don't know if I can keep focuses on anything. It feels like I can hear someone whispering in my head." He whispered to him as he looked down at the floor. Derek hook his fingers under Stiles chin and lifted his head up

"You need to close your mind down and block the whispers no good will come from it." Derek told him

"You're much nicer than your older self." Stiles said with smile, Derek tilts his head for a moment before looking to the stage before looking back Stiles

"Crosses don't work on these guys and forget anything about god. The mountain ash only works on these guys if your spark is strong enough." Stiles groaned

"That you don't have to worry about." Stiles whispered as he looked down at the drink that was still in front of him. "I just want to go home."

A little while later Derek was busy snarling at Seth and any one that came to close to him while Stiles was looking for Richie. It got him thinking that if Richie was infatuate or at least he thinks he is then maybe he could wiggle the keys out of his pocket. He wondered over a secluded area where he saw Richie and a dancer. Stiles watched Richie for a moment as the woman whispered something in his hear and he frowned "Richie?" Stiles called out, the man open his eyes and looked at Stiles before he looked at the woman

"Go." He told her, she huffed and stumped out the small are leaving Stiles to rubbed the back of his head. "What is it Stiles?" The teen looked back at him feeling his heart in his ears as he walked over to Richie

"Let me a Derek go." Stiles said softly to him. The man looked up at him as Stiles stood right in front of him "Please free us." The teen said, as he moved himself to slip into Richie's lap and warp his arms around the killer's neck and lean in closer so their lips were inches from each other. Richie let out a happy sigh as he let his hands slide up the teen's thighs before resting at his hips "Free me." Stiles whispered. He didn't mean to say those words but they felt right to say "Free me Richie please let me go."

The man growled as he dug his fingers into the teen's hips and dragged him closer hearing the boy's breath hitch as he let out a growl as he smashed his lips against the teen's. Stiles let out a little moan as he felt the man slipped his cool fingers under his shirt as he moved his lips down the teen's chin and then down Stiles throat mouthing at the skin "R…Richie." He gaped as he felt Richie's teeth press against his skin.

"What is this?" Stiles jerked and fell off Richie's lap as he looked up to see Seth standing there frowning at them. The teen blushed and looked up at Richie who now scowling at is brother

"Go back to Derek Stiles I will get the key." He told him. Stiles stood up almost tripping over his himself. Seth grabbed Stiles by his arms and pulled him close

"Don't play this game." He told the boy

"I just want to leave." He snarled pulling back and walked back over to Derek.