12/03/2017 11:43 - 26/06/2017 17:04
edited 24/07/2020
Derek was pacing by the boulders, where Peter was sat with a worried expression.
"Derek, maybe he's sleeping." Peter suggested quietly.
"Do you hear a fucking heartbeat?" Derek snapped. "He's not in there Peter and I was here less than an hour ago."
"What if he shifted back and left?"
"I don't smell Stiles." Derek groaned, walking further around the lake.
He stopped, eyes widening.
"What?" Peter asked, rushing over to his nephew.
Derek's mouth was opening and closing in a similar fashion to a fish.
"Oh." Peter mumbled. "Strangers and Stiles. I think we should follow it."
Derek shut his mouth and immediately followed the smell. He chased it through trees, until they reached tire tracks.
"I'm not sure if we should follow this without some other wolves." Peter stated, rubbing the back of his neck.
"Peter, two strangers have taken Stiles right out of the water and driven off with him somewhere. They'd have to be pretty fucking strong and have a purpose to take a fucking merman." Derek growled.
"Exactly!" Peter exclaimed. "If they took Stiles, they'd have no trouble taking us two, too. We need backup."
Derek sighed. "Fine. Call the others, but, if they're not here in the next half hour, we're going."
He leant against a tree, trying to calm his racing heart and whirring head.
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Within twenty minutes, Cora, Boyd, Isaac, Erica, Ethan and Aiden were all at the tire tracks with Peter and Derek.
"Can we go now?" Derek asked, his frustration gradually consuming him.
"Yes." Peter replied and Derek was immediately following the tire tracks.
They all broke into a sprint, worry making them move faster.
They followed them through the trees, until they came to a main road, opposite a large house.
"You've gotta be fucking kidding me." Isaac groaned. "He's done for."
"That's really not helping, Isaac." Erica growled, slapping the back of his head.
"Isaac, do you know whose house it is?" Cora asked.
"It's the Argents' place." He sighed.
Derek wanted to punch something, someone, anything. He just wanted something to feel some of his pain.
Stiles was in a house with Kate fucking Argent. He would be lucky if the teen got out in one piece, let alone alive.
"Derek, calm down." Peter told his nephew quietly.
"You're telling me to calm down?" Derek growled. "Kate Argent is back and she's got a fucking merman. Who knows what she's gonna do to him?"
Everyone started to get a little more panicked at Derek's words- they'd forgotten Kate was back.
"It's ok- I've got an idea." Cora told them as she pulled her phone. "Allison? Yes, you need to get your aunt out of the house. I'll tell you later. No, don't worry. Please be quick. It's important. Thanks. Ok, bye."
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Skin to Scales
Fanfiction06/03/2017 17:56 Derek leaves for a break away from the town full of painful memories. Long after Derek left, Stiles decided to tell the pack what he really is, an accident with his dad forcing him to tell them sooner rather than later. He's the m...
