~Stiles
Derek's unmoving body lay on the floor next to me. His eyes are open and blank, burning holes into my soul hotter than the electricity that had just been burning my cells. Blood trickles from his chest and mouth as I lean over his face and place a gentle kiss on his forehead, feeling my body shake as I rip out the electrical patch from deep in my muscle and slowly stand up to face the five stunned Alphas.
The pain in my chest is unbelievable as I speak.
"You're all dead."
As if on cue, the pained howls of the four betas outside and the loud crunch of tires over leaves becomes clear to my hearing. The others hear it too, I can tell from the way they all tense up, preparing for what they know is coming. Scents begin wafting through the door as my best friends make their way down the hallway and into the room: Scott. Isaac. Cora. Peter. Allison. Lydia. Mr. Argent. Deaton.
They all freeze when they see Derek, only taking a moment though before encircling the Alphas with pure animalistic rage in their gold and blue and even human eyes. Tears are rushing down some of their faces as their features begin to switch into wolves. Allison and her father draw their weapons as the werewolves all finish their transformations.
No one speaks. There's only single a moment of silence before I charge at Deucalion, roaring as the room around me turns to chaos.
My claws meet the flesh of Deucalion's arm, catching him in shock and ripping deep gashes down his forearm before I'm swiping my other hand across his face. Rage overpowers me as I go, ripping at him wherever I can. He catches both of my hands, snapping them backwards with his wrists until I hear bones cracking and muscle ripping in half.
I let out a strangled yell, trying to hold myself up as black creeps around the edges of my vision from the pain. Regaining my strength, I lunge forward and sink my teeth into the unprotected arteries in his neck before he can release my hands. He only lets out a small groan as the injuries heal almost immediately, sealing up as if they never happened .
I see Scott out the corner of my eye, arms around Kali's neck and steadily twisting as Ennis claws at his stomach from the side. Isaac is behind him, taking on one of the twins in a vicious wrestling match while Allison and Mr. Argent's arrows pierce into the chest of the other. My vision is blocked suddenly as Deucalion charges at me, eyes glowing bright red as he wraps his arms around my neck and begins pulling from behind until I feel my vertebrae starting to pop. The howls, snarls and shouts around me begin to fade as he continues pulling, blocking blood flow and stretching nerves and cartilage to the point of breaking.
I close my eyes as I claw at his arms, attempting to free myself even though I know it's no use. But I can't seem to make myself care. I've lost too much to care about my own life anymore.
I open my eyes to see the familiar body on the floor, pale and still in the midst of all the fighting and bodies being thrown around. He's like the eye of the storm; the calm center to a raging hurricane.
I reach my arms out and whisper his name, accepting my fate as my legs go numb and my eyes close.
I'll see you soon, Sourwolf.
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Bright light floods my vision. It's not uncomfortable though; in fact it's the warmest, most relaxing light I've ever seen. I sit up slowly, gasping when I realize that I feel absolutely no pain, no tearing of muscle and nerves. The white light is everywhere. Shining from the ground I'm lying on, beaming out from my clothes, beaming out from Derek's clothes.
Derek's clothes.
I shout and run to him, feeling his warm and sturdy arms wrap around me as I let out all of my emotions into his chest. His hand runs through my hair as I squeeze him, tears dripping down my face and into his white shirt.
"Derek.... I, I... I love you so much. So fucking much. You can't leave me again."
My head tilts up as he reaches a hand under my chin, looking into my eyes with his beautiful green gaze before pulling me into an earth-stopping kiss. Our lips move in perfect synch with each other, intensely deepening the kiss with every moment that passes.
When he finally pulls away for air, I gasp and stare into his eyes. They're shining bright gold, brighter than the eyes of any beta I had ever seen.
"Derek...your eyes." My voice is a whisper as I bring my fingers up to his face, tracing the small wrinkles on the outside of his eyebrows. He stares back at me with the same intensity that I'm portraying at him.
"Your eyes too, Stiles. They're breathtaking." I instinctively pull a hand back to my own face, but he grabs it, pulling it up to his mouth before kissing my fingers and placing his forehead against mine.
"Stiles... you have to go back."
I look up at him, nothing but love in my eyes as I reply. "There's nowhere else I'd rather be."
He sighs, bringing his lips to my cheek before speaking again. "You have a life, Stiles. People who love you. You shouldn't be here."
I open my mouth in an attempt to reply when a voice interrupts us from the left. "Neither of you should be here."
I turn my head quickly, recognizing the voice instantly even after 8 years. "Mom?"
She's standing a few feet away, next to a beautiful woman with long, dark hair and olive skin. I move immediately, running over to her and embracing her as I bury my nose in her hair and watch as Derek and his mother run to each other, both in tears.
"Mom, I've missed you so much. Me and Dad both." My voice is muffled by her hair, but she still understands every word.
"Stiles, baby, I miss you too. Both of you, every single day. I would do anything to be back with you, but it's not your time yet sweetheart." She rubs her thumb through the short hairs at the nape of my neck. "You have so much more to do. So much more love to give."
At that, we both glance over at Derek who is having a similar conversation with Talia. He's holding her in almost the exact same way I'm holding my mother.
"He loves you so much Stiles. And I see how much you love him." She kisses me on the cheek before continuing. "But baby, you can't stay here. Neither of you can. Your stories aren't even close to being over."
She wipes a tear off my face as I pull her tighter. "But Mom, I can't leave you. Not again."
Her smile burns straight into my heart. "You never left me, baby. Never." Taking my hand, she leads me over to Derek and Talia. Derek is also crying, and clutching at his mother's hands.
"Stiles, I can never thank you enough for taking care of my baby when I couldn't. Never. You are family to me. You are pack." She pulls me in, hugging me tightly before placing Derek's hand in mine. "We don't have much time now. Just know that Claudia and I will always love the two of you. We will always be with you." She plants a kiss on Derek's cheek as Mom pulls me in and kisses my forehead.
Mom speaks up next. "Derek, you are already like a son to me. You make my son happier than I've ever seen him, and I owe you everything for that. No matter what you two ever go through, just never forget the love that you have for each other." She smiles and squeezes both of our hands as tears run down all of our faces. "Stiles, I love you so much. Give your father my love."
I take Derek's hand in mine again and squeeze, fighting off tears and looking into his beautiful golden eyes as everything goes black again.
