Rules

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Stiles

Derek held Amber in the back of the cruiser as we drove to my house. Scott was driving my jeep for me while I was answering any questions my dad had. Amber seemed to be doing better after Deaton shocked her heart back into rhythm, but I was still concerned. She still hadn't woken up, but she wasn't whining or crying out in pain. When we arrived at the house dad pulled the cruiser into the driveway. I climbed out and walked around opening the door for Derek. He had a hoodie on with the hood up so no one could see his face. Scott parked my jeep on the street and walked over to us.

"I'm gonna head home. If you need anything just shoot me a text and I'll be over as soon as u can." I smiled at him.
"Thanks, Scott."We quickly went into the house.

My Dad took Derek to the spare room to get them settled.

Derek

I followed Stiles' father to the spare room. Amber never let go of my shirt the entire way here. I knew that what had happened had been difficult for her. It had been difficult to hear her screams as her aunt electrocuted her. I couldn't believe that her mother and aunt did that to her. They were people who were supposed to protect her, not hurt her.

"Here's where you and Amber will stay. However there will be some ground rules. She will have the bed. You will be in the chair. The door is to remain open unless one of you is getting dressed in here. You will not go outside and neither will she. If you use dishes you need to clean up after yourself. No werewolves besides yourself and Scott are allowed in the house, do you understand?" I nodded.

"I ask that you change the rule about us being in the same bed. I already stated to Amber we won't do anything, but she is bound to have nightmares, sir. Especially after what her aunt did to her. She's an empath, meaning she can feel what others are feeling through touch and being in close proximity. I won't always be next to her, but there will be nights were she may relive the torture Kate put her through. Those nights are going to be the nights that an exception needs to be made." Stiles' father frowned at me.

Then he looked down at Amber. He stepped close and set his hand on her forehead. He gasped in surprise and his other hand went to his chest. Amber relaxed her grip on me and turned her head against his hand.

"She trusts you and feels safe with you, sir. Which isn't surprising considering what her family did to her. She may not be awake, but she knows how angry you are on her behalf. She also knows how scared you are for Stiles' safety," I looked down at her, "I would do anything to keep her safe, sir. She is important to me and I don't know what I would do if I lost her."

He pulled his hand away from Amber.

"I'll be lax with that one rule, but for everything else you must follow the rules," I nodded, "I understand. Thank you for taking us both in."

He nodded, "sleep well."

I nodded and walked into the room. I laid Amber down on the bed and I felt a tug in my chest.

"I'm not going anywhere, Amber. Let me get your shoes off and showered. I'll be right back. I promise." She relaxed against the pillows.

I slipped her shoes off and covered her with the small blanket that was at the end of the bed. I set her shoes by the door and started down the hall. I saw Stiles speaking to his dad in the hallway.

"Excuse me," they looked at me, "is there a chance I could get a change of clothes? Amber may also need a set once she is ready for a shower."

"I'll get something for Amber. Dad, your clothes might fit Derek better." Stiles went into his room.

"I'll bring the clothes and put them on the bathroom counter. How is Amber?" I looked back towards the guest room.

Then I looked back at Stiles' dad, "she's okay for now. I want to get showered quickly and get back to her so that she's not by herself."

"I'll stay with her until you are done." I smiled at Stiles.

"Thank you, Stiles. I'll get in the shower. Thank you both so much for taking us in." I headed towards the bathroom.

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