White House Down (Sterek)

Chapter 5

Gif and video up top made me laugh so hard

Derek's POV

This time, Argent was smart enough not to leave us in the same room together. I couldn't see very well where I was, there was no windows or lights. I listened hard for Stiles but I never heard anything. I prayed silently that they wouldn't torture him first, that I would have a chance to save him before anything else happened. I had told him that I would protect him and know I was sitting here, chained against the wall, waiting to hear him screaming in terror. 

The door opened and I looked up to see Argent walking in the room. I let out a sigh of relief that I didn't notice I had been holding back. He pulled a chair over in front of me, I was sitting on the ground with my arms chained above my head, and sat down.

"Listen, Hale, I'm going to make you a deal. I know that you either have or want to have this thing with the president's son. If you go, and bring the president here,-" I started shaking my head rapidly.

"No, I can't do that." 

"Is that the best you can do Hale? You can't do it? Well, maybe you require a little persuading." That's when I heard the ear splitting scream of Stiles.

"Stiles!" I yelled, trying to free myself. "Stiles!" The screaming stopped after a minute and I looked back at Argent. "Let him go."

"Not unless you do as I've asked." I looked at Argent, then back towards the door. 

"Let me see him first." Argent nodded, then unchained me. I stood up and ran out the door. I saw a door open ahead and I ran inside of it. Stiles was lying on the ground and I slid to the ground beside him. 

"Stiles," I said, lifting him up off the ground. His head lolled in my arms and I pulled him close.

"Hey Sourwolf," he whispered. I looked down at him and saw his beautiful whiskey brown eyes. 

"Hey," I replied. "Are you ok?" He smiled and I noticed blood was coming out of the corner of his mouth. 

"Ship shape," he said, coughing.

"Argent offered me a deal, a deal that will hopefully get you out of here." 

"Wha is it?" Stiles asked. 

"I have to find your dad and bring him here." Stiles looked up at me and began shaking his head. 

"No, no. Derek, don't do that."

"Stiles, that's the only thing that is going to get you out of here," I explained, trying to blink away the tears in my eyes.

"Don't Derek. Please, not my dad. He's the only family I have left." I could see Argent out of the corner of my eye and I held onto Stiles tightly.

"Please, Derek, please!" Stiles yelled as Argent began trying to separate us. I watched as we were ripped apart and Stiles fell back onto the ground.

"Derek, promise me! Promise me that you won't do that! Please!" I looked down at Stiles, the tears running down his face, the same ones that were running down mine.

"Stop!" I yelled, trying to pull away from Argent, to get back to Stiles.

"Please!" Stiles cried and I could feel my heart shattering as we were ripped apart and the door was closed. I was forced back into my room and when we got there, I was thrown roughly onto the ground.

"So, what will it be Derek? Either you can go get the president and bring him here, or you can listen to him scream. It's your choice but, who really believes in true love anyway?" He walked out of the room and I laid there on the ground, tears streaming down my face. I could hear Stiles from here and the fact that he was crying too was killing me. I dragged myself over to the wall closet to Stiles.

"Stiles?" I asked.

"Yeah Derek?" His voice was shaking and I could barely hear him.

"I love you," I said and I didn't know where the words were coming from but I could feel in my heart that it was all true. "I've loved you since the day that we met and I will never stop loving you. I promise that I'm going to do everything to get you out of here and into a safe place."

"I love you too Derek." I put my hand on the wall and leaned against it, listening to Stiles' unsteady breath until eventually, the sound managed to lull me to sleep. 

A/N

So, I guess I'm tripping considering this is my second time not updating on time. I need some help with this story though. Should I have Derek go and get the president or should I figure out another way to free Stiles and Derek? Hey, they finally pronounced their love. I was starting to get feels towards the end, I guess I am doing an ok job writing if it's even giving me the Sterek feels. Especially, if I'm not a touchy feely kind of person. Well, I hope you are all doing amazing and I can't wait to send you another chapter! Vote and comment and try to answer that question!

Love,

Taylor

Word Count: 858 :/