I pace by myself in my room. Stiles, my new best friend, is missing. And I can't get a lock on his thoughts or scent. I can't focus and it's pissing me off.
As of right now, he's not in pain, which is good, but I could find him easier if he was.
I was so preoccupied with my thoughts, I didn't notice Derek standing in my doorway. He walked over to me and placed his hands on my cheeks.
"We're going to find him. Okay?"
"I should be out there, looking for him now, not sitting here doing nothing."
"You're not doing nothing. You're worrying. A little too much, honestly. You said he wasn't in pain, that's good. We'll find him soon."
I just nodded, not convinced.
He takes my hand, "Do you want to come with me? I'm going to talk to Scott."
"Sure," I said halfheartedly.
I rather be looking for Stiles. I don't care if he's not hurt or not, I need to find him. If only I could focus!
Derek, Peter, and I walk in as Scott and my brother are sniffing Stiles's gym attire.
Scott attempted to confront Derek about his uncle but Derek wouldn't have it.
"What about your little chat with Gerard, huh? What the hell Scott!"
"He was threatening to kill my mom, Derek. What was I suppose to do?"
"He has a point, Derek. Mrs. McCall is gorgeous," Peter sided.
"Shut up!" Derek and Scott said in unison.
"So, um, who is he?" Isaac questioned.
"That's Peter, Derek's uncle," Scott filled him in, "A while back, he tried to kill us all and we set him on fire and Derek slashed his throat."
"Oh," Isaac noted.
Once again, Scott tried to ask how Peter was alive but Derek deflected the question explaining how Peter knows how to save Jackson.
"Ugh, Jackson's dead," Isaac added.
"Gerard forced Jackson to kill himself," Peter stated.
As the spoke, I felt a pounded in my head.
Stiles! It had to be.
I focused hard on the pain and found his thoughts.
He was trapped somewhere and Gerard was waylaying his face. Erica and Boyd were there as well.
I focused harder attempting to pinpoint his location.
"Come on!" I yelled at myself.
Everyone gave me a slanted look. I ignored them and searched for Stiles.
"Whats going on with you?" Isaac asked.
"Looking for Stiles!" I snapped unintentionally.
Melissa called Scott asking him to meet her at the morgue. She found something on jackass and she needed him.
Isaac left with Scott as Derek and Peter were heading to the Hale house.
"Everything okay, Bri?" Derek wondered.
"I'm so close to finding him. Gerard had him. I just don't know where. I'm so frustrated with myself. I can't find him and he needs me!"
Derek embraced me.
"Shh. It's okay. Do you want me to help you find him? We can go now."
"Um, Derek? We have things to do."
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Enduring Love (A Derek Hale Fanfic)
FanfictionRetrouvaille: the joy of meeting or finding someone after a long separation. Bri and Derek fell fast but they fell hard. She was the quiet, piano playing, art student and he was the cocky, basketball player who could have anyone he wanted, except...