Exiled

A mate endangered

Derek pov.

It's been a year since stiles had been exiled from the pack. The only human ever to have been taken in.

Ever since hed laid eyes on the scrawny kid he had felt a kind of connection unfamiliar to him.

Derek remembered the first time he'd met stiles.
It had been when he and Scott had come into the woods after hearing strange sounds. They had found a half of a body in the woods. He knew without a doubt that Scott hadn't been the one to want to go but stiles. The next morning when the police came stiles had arrived with his father and their eyes met the rest was history.
It had perplexed him. Stiles had always pushed his buttons. One minute he was annoying him the next he was getting himself into trouble.

When his best friend was bitten by a werewolf one night as a result of his carelessness Derek had watched as one friends destiny had changed while the other had remained the same like a side kick to super hero.

Then stiles changed he had been getting himself into trouble by hanging out with his best friend Scott.
It was foolish of him to endanger himself but still stiles kept at it. Once unintentionally Derek had touched stiles during a mission that had not gone according to plan.
Stiles had played it off as nothing but Derek had known otherwise. Stiles had been in pain but due to the craziness of what had been going on had begun to keep himself isolated. As the next couple of years had passed Derek had seen an innocent and playful child grow into a warrior worthy of being in a pack. But then he had noticed the light that had once shined so brightly inside of stiles slowly getting dimmer and dimmer. The toll of what he had to endure had become more and more difficult to ignore. Derek had tried to tell Scott many times about it but every time he did Scott simply laughed it off saying "come on Derek it's stiles he is never bothered by it he always finds a way to pick himself up and it's not like he's a real member of the pack. He's a human that has had to cover for us for a long time don't worry so much if anyone can handle a little pain it's him. He's always been  by himself."

Derek had remembered those words long after stiles had left wondering what had become of him. After stiles had left he had taken it upon himself to look after the sheriff. It had been a task that had not gone without its struggles.

One night a few months ago Derek had caught the sheriff blindly drunk yelling at him as though he had been stiles.

"You are the reason my wife died. You killed her. I never should have allowed your biological mother to convince her to be a surrogate. I had a life before you came along and I had a healthy beautiful wife. Then you came along and suddenly she has this sickness that drove her mad. Oh she would never tell you cause she loved you and was proud to carry you into this world. She stopped thinking of me and showered you with so much love. Who the hell were you to take her me. Since you left this house it's become so fucking empty. Yet I still feel you here. Oh son I miss you so much".
Those nights had become more frequent but Derek had found solutions to keep the sheriffs mind at ease. He swore that the pack would never hear of this man's words nor would they hear of the deep profound grieve that had bound him to this home.
A little after the six months of enduring this Derek had come home to find the sheriff looking in horror at something in the living room.
When Derek had gone to his side he hadn't seen anything out of the ordinary that is until he had touched him and saw in great horror stiles in a dank prison of some looking as though he had been tortured.

Derek had started panicking as though he didn't understand what was happening. Then once he had calmed down he realized that he recognized the room in which stiles had been in.

It was the room where he had been forced to endure the gruesome pain of torture at the hands of the towns wolf tribunal that had been in charge of ensuring that the nogitsune was truly gone. They had all but killed stiles. Derek had not been allowed to be there when they interrogated stiles. But when stiles had screamed out his name just before passing out it was then that Derek's eyes glowed.

He knew of what he was now seeing and the pack had exiled him before he had been allowed to make the claim of him being Derek's mate.

The sheriff was seeing something that had originally been made for his eyes alone. Once the message had been received it never appeared again.

That had been over a year ago and since then the sheriff had been ordered to by the sheriff's office to undergo alcoholic recovery therapy. He was doing better but then the shakes started happening.

Those that had checked him out thoroughly claimed stiles would be the one to bring him in. Derek almost wept when the doctor in charge was all too familiar with this scenario.
Seeing Derek the doctor had been truly surprised. (The next words out of her mouth had nearly brought Derek to tears) you know I'm glad someone else brought him instead of "mischief". I swear that kid spent more time in this hospital than any other kid should have between his boughts of sickness his dads near death situations with alcohol. It's a wonder that kid hasn't died himself. I swear that kids been through more than most and still he had to grow in this town of all places. The amount of blood that kid has seen I can't even put into words not to mention that this is the same room he watched his mother die in. By the way have you seen the mischief around I know it's been a while but has anyone come in to pick up his medications?

I know it's probably poor doctors etiquette but since your here with the sheriff I'm sure he's mentioned the little foxes own health battles. I'm sure he can be as stubborn as his old man but I hope someone is reminding him to take his medications".

At the mention medications Derek looked up at her with eyes full of tears.

M-medications for what? He asked confused.

At the question the doctor paused as she looked at his confused grief stricken face.
"Please tell me I didn't just break a shit ton of patient confidentiality privileges that could get me fired"?

Derek unable to breathe pleaded with her to tell him. Seeing his face she knew that who ever this young man was loved the little guy more than words could ever express.

Oh fuck me.....!

Derek smirked sadly but then closed his eyes as the doctor told him of the year before brain scans that stiles had undergone and what they had found. It was bad. Stiles had contracted the same illness his mother had but they had been trying to find a cure for his illness. Medication had been the only way to start but not the ultimate solution. Without taking it stiles would die. Hearing those words Derek had got up from the chair and cried. Oh stiles you fucking asshole why didn't you say anything? You let us treat you so badly. The nogitsune probably knew of his condition and offered a solution but at such a high cost. The images in the house now made sense. The torture from the wolf packs had been nothing compared to what was already happening inside of stiles mind. The nogitsune had been drawned to stiles like moth to a flame with stiles none the wiser.

That conversation had come to a quick halt as the sheriff had awakened and confused calling out for stiles. Instead he found me standing by (yup me Derek hale) Leaving the doctor to look over the sheriff Derek left the room,made his way out of the doctor's office and headed out into the cold night.
Looking around for any signs of people he opened his jacket and let the power of the full moon fill into his body.

He had plans to start preparations for.