Hallo peeps and welcome back to a story written by me. I know very exciting -.- Well this is the second part to Gone requested by whiskergoddess and I hope you all enjoy! Also I'm getting like no requests so there won't be as many updates. Ok continue now.
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Liam P.O.V.
I can't believe it. Stiles is M.I.A. and I can't do anything about it. It's driving me crazy with sadness and desperation. Stiles always helped with my nightmares. In fact, he was like a mom to me, and now he's gone and I don't know if he's coming back. Derek's taking this really well...ok maybe not. I never see him anymore because he's always in his room grieving. The only hope he has is that Stiles is still alive and that he'll return soon...AAAAAHHHH THIS IS SO FRUSTRATING!!!!!
The pack has been moping around, waiting for any news on their favorite, sarcastic, human. As far as we know, he's still missing, even after three more weeks of nothing. It was starting to set us all on edge. Scott was always grumpy. Isaac kept to himself and silently cried every night. Lydia and Allison tried non-stop to figure out a way to find him soon. Derek and I had given up hope on him ever coming back. Kira just seemed out of it and mainly kept to herself. Stiles was one of the most important people in our lives and now he was gone.
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Stiles P.O.V.
Man sneaking around that battlefield was terrifying. But not nearly as terrifying as being captured anyways and held prisoner for...I don't even know how long I've been missing. They've probably noticed that I'm gone by now, I mean, I was their main strategist. I was never supposed to even have a chance of being hurt, let alone be captured. Oh man, if they know that I'm missing...shit. They probably told Derek and he's more than likely worrying. Ugh of course this would happen to me. I need to get out soon and go back home.
It's been more than a month I know that much. The security here isn't that good I mean there are prisoners leaving every other day. But, they do seem to have extra guards surrounding me. This could get interesting. A few of us have been talking about leaving for awhile. The only problem is getting me away from the guards. "It's a good thing they don't follow me into the bathroom." I mumbled to myself as I showered. That's when I noticed my chance.
The bathroom has toilets and a shower. It's more like a locker room than a bathroom. Either way, there are vents in the toilet area that look big enough to fit me. Perfect! I have to tell the others. I hurriedly finished my shower and left the bathroom. The guards, like always, were waiting for me outside the door. Next was what they called breakfast, but it was more like a piece of stale bread and half a cup of water. Yay back to my everyday activities. I wouldn't have a chance to talk to the others until tonight and dinner.
The day couldn't go by slower. Not even when I was in high school. When it was finally time for dinner, I was shaking I was so excited to finally leave. I told them about my discovery as soon as I sat down. We agreed that we would leave the next morning. Man, I couldn't wait to get back home to my pack. Luckily, the guards were very stupid and watched from a distance and they were far enough away that they couldn't even hear me. Tomorrow was the day it was going down.
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Derek P.O.V.
" Hey guys, can you come and help me with this?" I yelled to my pack. They were all moping around, I was too don't get me wrong, but it was driving me crazy. So now my great idea was to have them help me pick out some new furniture. Stiles had been saying that it needed some redecorating before he left. No matter what I do I can't get Stiles out of my head. He's definitely left an impact on our lives.
"Whadaya need Derek?" Isaac said shuffling into the room, Scott right behind him. "I need new furniture and you guys are going to help me. We've been moping around too much and Stiles wouldn't want us to be like this." At the mention of Stiles' name, Liam comes stumbling into the room looking eager to help. "What're you guys doing?" He sounded a little sleepy, probably from the lack of sleep he's getting.
"We are going furniture shopping and you are coming with us." I said pulling all of them out the door despite their protests. Who knows, maybe getting out of the house could help us. What I didn't expect was what, or should I say who, was waiting outside the door with a smug look on his face.
"Miss me?" It was Stiles. We all stood there in shock for what felt like ten minutes. "Okay, are you guys ok?..." I was the first to snap out of my daze and before I know what's happening, I'm holding Stiles with a big goofy smile plastered across my face. He put his arms around me, burying his face in my neck. "Oh my god you're ok! I was so worried!" Stiles just chuckled softly against my chest. By now, the boys have realized what's going on and jumped onto us in a group hug. "STILES YOU'RE HOME!!!" Isaac and Scott had tears brimming their eyes while Liam was just full out bawling.
Stiles just laughs and says "I'M HOME!!!"After a few more minutes of hugging, Isaac, Scott, and Liam went back inside to tell the others while Stiles and I stood in the kitchen hugging. "Stiles, I still can't believe you're back. I thought you were missing and the soldiers thought you were dead and we were all going insane without you!" Stiles just smiles and tells me about what had happened.
"So, poor, defenseless Stiles made it out of a prison camp? I am impressed." I told Stiles. The pack had settled down and we were about to start a movie. "Yes, yes I did." Stiles looked up and kissed my cheek. I realized then and there that I really missed this kid.
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Author's Note:
Sorry this part was bad and idk not my proudest but I needed to post. Please remember that requests are open and there won't be many updates because no one is requesting so yeah...hope you enjoyed and I will try to update soon!
