The pack waited in the guest room of the Hale house for news of Derek's injuries. Isaac paced nervously while the rest of them were tense in their chairs, even Scott and Allison were worried. Jackson came down the stairs covered in blood and headed for the kitchen. "Wait Jackson what happened," Isaac asked running after him.
Lydia held Stiles back from the cold body of Derek trying to soothe him. "Sh, Stiles he's gone I'm so sorry," se said struggling to hold back the turning wolf. "LET ME GO, I CAN SAVE HIM," he snarled yanking his arms form her hold and rushing to the bed. "Stiles, I'm sorry," Lydia said and headed down the stairs.
"Derek, you cant leave me, not now," Stiles pressed his lips to the alphas and cried. His tears fell into the wound as did his blood from the cut on his shoulder and it began to heal. "Ssstiles," the alpha moaned. The boy hugged him and kissed his face as the wound healed, "I'm so glad your safe, that your alive, I love you," he cried. Derek smiled cupping Stiles' cheek, "I love you too," he said pulling him in for a kiss.
Stiles sprinted down the stairs and into the kitchen. "Is he ok," the whole group asked. He smiled piling a plate with food and shoving it in the microwave, "Yes, he's fine but he would like you all to go soon so he can rest," he said thanking them for coming and heading back up the stairs with the food.
"Mmm, I missed this," Derek groaned curling his fingers in Stiles hair. "Yea, I thought I had lost you," the boy whispered relaxing on the alphas chest. Derek kissed his temple and wrapped his arms around him, "Don't worry, I'm not going anywhere," he said closing his eyes and letting the heat of his mates body lull him to sleep.
