Until The Very End

Chapter 15

Derek POV
After Stiles' MRI he asked me if we could go get lunch. His dad already told him not to worry about the rest of the school day so I agreed.

"Derek!" Scott yelled as I was walking out with Stiles. I stopped turning around feeling Stiles push himself toward me turning around. I rubbed his back.

"What's up?" I asked.

"Can I talk to you for a minute?" He asked. I nodded pulling out my keys and handing them to Stiles who pouted.

"I'll only be a minute, okay?"

"Fine." He huffed, grabbing my keys and heading out.

"So um...I just uh...is Stiles okay?" He asked. I raised my eyebrows not knowing what he was getting at. He sighed, "He was scared before he got his MRI." He said.

"Scared about?" I asked.

"Something happening. I told him nothing was going to happen and he said 'what if I want something to happen?'" He said sadly. "I uh...I'm worried about him.." he finished.

"I'll keep an eye on him." I said, Scott nodded. "Thanks for telling me."

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A couple days passed before Scott called me to come into the hospital. Stiles wasn't there but his dad was. Melissa led us into a room pulling a bunch of files from the cabinet in the corner.

She put 3 scans on the wall. "This one," she pointed to the left. "Is a brain without depression." She switched to the right, "this is with depression...and..." she pointed to the middle. "This is Stiles."

His scan definitely wasn't like the 'without' scan but wasn't as bad as the 'with' scan.

She removed the scans replacing them with new ones. This time there were four. She pointed to the first one. "This is a brain without anxiety." She said moving to the next one. "This is Stiles when he was younger." She pointed to the next. "This one was him after Claudia passed." She finally pointed at the last one. "This is him now.."

His anxiety has increased horribly since his mother passed. It doesn't surprise me with everything he has been through.

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Later that day I picked Stiles up. He wanted to have a movie night. We stopped to get chinese and then made it back to my house.

"Babe..." I said setting the food on the counter.

"Yeah?" he turned around. He doesn't know about his scans yet and personally I think that's something his dad should bring up, not me.

"Are you okay?" He bit his lip, hesitating.

"Yeah." he said, biting into an egg roll.

"Stiles..."

"Der, I'm okay. I'm with you aren't I?" He said, smiling.

"Cute. Now, what's up?"

He sighed, "I'm just scared...constantly."

"Why?"

"Having the supernatural always coming after you because you're the mate to a werewolf - correction, an alpha, isn't really something I'm used to."

"I'm sorry." I said. He hugged me.

"It's okay, I just have to get used to it." He said.

"I'm always gonna be there to save you. Don't forget that, okay?" I said. He nodded.

"I love you." he mumbled into my chest.

"I love you too."