Am I Special

Chapter 5

-where goes my heart I shall follow-

It was the next night after the full moon... Derek looked down into Stiles's face...that angelic face...that masked a devils cunning and a wolf's inteligence.. he took Stiles had hissed the hand as he had almost every night for the past 3 months...tears flowed down his cheeks, just like almost every night since Stiles did this.... 

"Did you hear us... did you hear me singing to you last night,baby?he whispered into his love's ear."I tried not to stop...I wanted to call you till you came back to me... I tried...but everytime you aren't their I fail Stiles...I can't do anything right without you."

A hand was on his shoulder..he knew who it was before they even came in the room... Issac.... Issac put his cheek to Derek's and then to Stiles' cheek... it's was simple and pure...it was a pack thing... showing affection.

"Do you think he heard us? Do you think he heard me? I kept calling to him... thinking that I would know if he heard me..if he responded..that my wolf would know just like it knew he was mine... do you think?"  Derek was sobbing... all the alpha...the brooding..the anger..just melted into anguish.

"I don't know Derek... I wish I knew..I wish I could say yes... but I can't....he may be lost to ." Issac was saying.... a flash of red in Derek's eyes and he had Issac pinned to the wall....Derek's teeth growing.

The sherrif had came in hearing Derek and Issac talking ..then he heard what Issac was starting to say...and his heart just fell ...then he saw that flash of red in Derek's eyes and in a blur Issac was off the ground and against the wall and Derek was changing into the wolf.

"Don't you say that...don't you ever..ever say that...Stiles is lost but I will...: Derek was saying, as he flet the sherrif's hand swueeze his shoulder.. he knew who it was without turning... he smelled just a little like Stiles.. it was comforting.

"let him go Derek..he's just concerned for you...let him go son." the sherrif said as Issac whimpered and bared his neck for Derek.

Derek pulled Issac into his arms and said."it's ok..i'm sorry...I would never hurt you...Stiles would come here and kick my ass if I did that to you."

The sherrif watched the kiss Derek gave Issac on his forehead ..like a father..then the he touched his cheek to Derek's ... Issac then reached for the Sherrif and pulled him into their embrace... the Sherrif couldn't help but give Issac and then Derek a kiss on the forehead and hold them tight... Scott told him that werewolves are very tactile that touch is everything to them... and he understood why... their with them... at that moment he felt hope...he felt love... he felt Stiles through them..was this what being pack was like?....and the 3 men held each other and cried... how long they did this...he couldn't tell you... it just filled him...that aching hole...that void in his heart... this shone a light in the darkness that threatened to swallow him... and drown him... this was pack.

"Derek..what happens if he doesn't...." the sherrif stopped his word in fear he would make it real.

"I will never give up on him... I will never stop hoping he will come back to me... every full moon I will sing for him...because I know someday he will hear me and come back." Derek said trying to sound confident to the sherrif.

"Son... I know you love him...and I think I understand what it means to be mated.... but son." the sherrif whispered... he felt Issac tense against him.

Derek roared... it was terrifing to the sherrif that a man could make that inhuman sound... he watched as Derek's features twisted and shift..he saw the teetch....and damn those eyes would haunt his dreams for awhile to come.

"He will come back to me... I will care for him..and protect him all our lives... I will not abandon him again.... I will never fear my love...and if he comes back to me.... I will make him happy everyday of his life... if he comes back to me... I will be better... he soffed and pulled both of them tighter into his arms... crushing them into him and his hope.