Our Guardian Angel

Chapter 18

Stiles POV

Everything was fuzzy when I woke up. It was almost like waking up after being under anesthetic when getting your wisdom teeth out. I groaned, rolling over to see Derek staring down at me.

"Hi." I said softly.

He smiled, "How you feeling?"

"What happened?"

"You got shot."

I nodded, "How much of my pain did you take?" He looked down, silent. "Thanks, Der." I moved to lay my head in his lap. His fingers began raking through my hair, silence engulfing the room comfortably.

There was a loud knock at the door. Derek groaned and let out a 'What?' as the door opened.

Cora stood in the doorway as Isaac walked in, still stuck as a cub. "He won't stop whining." She said.

Derek turned helping the little wolf on the bed. The older male frowned as he took some of Isaac's pain.

"Do you think he's just shifting back? I mean he didn't feel good before he changed." I asked sitting up, squeezing my eyes in pain. My wings weren't out but the pain was still very much there.

Cora sat at the end of the bed. "I don't know." Derek responded. "You can go to bed. I'll keep an eye on him." He looked at his sister.

She nodded, "Love you." She called bounding out of the room, Derek responding as he pet Isaac's head.

"If he's still not okay in the morning I'm gonna take him to Deaton's."

I nodded, resting my head on his shoulder. "Do you think I could talk to him? Like in his head? Would it work?"

"I don't know." Derek responded.

'Can you hear me?' I asked waiting to see if it worked. Isaac stood up and nudged my knee with his head.

'Is that a yes?' Isaac licked my hand. "Der, I don't think he can respond."

"Do you feel sick like before you turned?" Isaac whined.

I looked at Derek who sighed and pulled the cub into his lap. Isaac let out a long whine making Derek frown. "I'm sorry Is. We'll see Deaton tomorrow." Isaac licked Derek's hand curling into him more.

I don't remember anything after that.