Midnight (Sterek)

Chapter 4: Lies and Secrets

It didn't take long for Gerard and his eager henchmen to arrive at the old torn, fire scorched Hale house. Gerard beamed a devious grin as he sat eyes upon the old house. He looked around trying to see the wolfsbane Stiles had lied about, but he found nothing and signaled his henchmen to go forth to scope it out. The five brutes, with guns at the ready, walked cautiously but confidently towards the house keeping close eye to the ground. They circled the house about five times before the short haired brute said. "All clear boss".

Gerard smiled and trudged to the house happy he'd finally be able to get Derek, he's been looking forward to this. He stood in front of the old beaten door, his henchmen flanked behind him, and sighed in happiness as he pushed the door open. "Derek". He called, through the torn up empty house, as he walked in.

There was nothing but silence, even the tall gangly brute that stood tall and guarding beside Gerard wasn't exhaling from his mouth as he usually did like a worn out dog.

"We know your here". He said as he shifted his head in all directions of the dark and empty house.

Gerard seemed to believe Derek was actually there but he wasn't there he haven't been there for weeks now.

"Oh don't be shy Derek". Gerard said as he walked through the scorch marked living room then to the torn up dining room.

"Uh boss". The short haired brute spoke his finger slightly raised.

"What Tony?" Gerard sighed.

"I don't think he's here". Tony said as he watched Gerard apprehensively.

"You think Stiles would lie to me!?" Gerard spat.

"Yes". Tony said. "I mean if Derek was here we'd have been heard a noise of him trying to escape or attack us like last time". He added.

Gerard raised a eyebrow as he turned the theory over in his head. Derek wasn't known for keeping quiet unless he was studying them and he'd already learned enough to know there weaknesses. Then Gerard's face became red and he was fuming.

"Lets go teach Stiles a little lesson". He chuckled evilly as he brushed pass his henchmen.

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Derek sat, his leg wiggling wildly, waiting for Stiles to come home and be safe in his arms. He bit at his lip contemplating if he should go and search for him. But if he did Stiles would probably come back and then he'd have left for nothing. He began to pace worriedly around Stiles clean room, his scent everywhere making Derek drool a bit. He was getting annoyed and just wanted Stiles back and Gerard dead with his head on a stake.

As soon as Derek went to pace the other way, a frantic looking Boyd and Erica stood there covered in filth: mud from all the tumbling and running in the woods, and dried up blood throughout their body.

"What the hell". Derek breathed.

"D-D-Derek t-there going t-t-to kill Stiles". Erica said as she tried to catch her breath.

"What?!" Derek growled his red crimson eyes showing now. "Why?"

"B-b-because they want you". Erica said. "Well Gerard only wants you".

"Yeah and Stiles got him to let us go". Boyd finally spoke not panting after all the running he just did.

"Where is he?" Derek asked.

The betas looked at each other then back to Derek who was glaring at them.

"Where is Stiles?" Derek growled.

"Kept in this creepy old house in the basement". Erica answered.

"I'll find him". Derek said as he walked to the window.