The Evolved

Repentance

Derek laid on the floor looking up at an angry Scott. He could smell the anger and disappointment rolling off of him. He sat up into a sitting position and leaned his arms on his knees.

'' I deserved that.'' He acknowledged. . ''I let her down''

''You let us all down , Derek.'' Isaac whispered. He moved closer to Lydia who patted him on the back but made no other move to comfort the wolf.

''Yes you did, but we can't harp on things that could have been or should have been. Right now we have to think about how we are getting Stiles back. We have to come together. With you, Malia and Peter here we have better odds.'' Scott said. He looked down at Derek and sighed and sat down next to the older wolf. ''Derek you have to understand that Stiles didn't just think of you as pack. You can't just go in there and be her saviour and then just leave. She will need you to be there for her, even if its not the way she really wants.'' Scott begged. Derek whined and the smell of shame and sadness came off of him in waves.

''Derek?'' Scott questioned.

''Do you remember the night Gerard took Stiles and hurt her?'' He murmured. Scott shook his head ''That night, when she was back home, I stayed outside her window to make sure she was safe. I stayed the night for the next few weeks. I just couldn't stand the idea of her being alone. I couldn't stand to be away from her for more then a second. I have that same feeling now, Scott'' Derek admitted. There was that pull again, the one from deep inside.

''We'll get her back.'' Scott groaned. Lydia cleared her throat and all eyes turned to her.

'' The last time we talked to Stiles she had just left New York. She said she thought they were going somewhere warm because Deucalion took them shopping for warm weather clothes.'' Lydia stated from where she was still perched on her barstool.

''I need to call Deaton and see if there's a way around this tracking spell. Maybe there's a way we can know when she is on the move.'' She stated.

''Or I can text her from the number she's always contacting me on'' Malia remarked from her spot next to Peter.
All heads whipped to face her, eyebrows all furrowed.

''Text her right now'' Lydia demanded. ''please.'' she added sarcastically.

Malia dug put her cell all the while keeping eye contact with Lydia. ''What do I say?'' She asked.

''Ask her where she is?'' Liam spoke up.

''She might know something is up if I just ask her that out of the blue.'' Malia questioned.

'' So? that might be a good thing'' Lydia replied.

''Okay, Scott what do you think?'' Scott actually looked at Derek with raised eyebrows.

'' What?'' He huffed.

''Do you think that is what Malia should say?'' Derek was stunned into a moment of silence.

''Ye-yes I think that is a good start'' He said.

They stood around for what seemed like hours after Malia had sent the text. Liam and Mason had gone home by then and Isaac had fallen asleep on the sofa. This gave Derek plenty of time to think of all the messed up things that have gone on in his life. He thought about the first time he met Stiles. When Scott came looking for his inhaler. She was wearing that dorky ass shirt and her hair was in some sort of half shaved half bun thing. He couldn't believe that was almost five years ago. He thought about the time when he pinned her up against the wall in her bedroom when her and Scott told her dad he was a murderer. He thought about the time He got scared when he realized Peter was the alpha and she was alone in the hospital with him. He couldn't help letting his mind wonder to when she help him up in the pool for almost two hours and he had to carry her home because she had been so exhausted. When he also stayed awake for two days straight when she went missing. He didn't want to admit it to anyone but he missed her. He didn't mean to but he let out a involuntary whine.

Just when Peter was going to ask him what was wrong, Maila's cell home chimed with a new text. She grabbed the phone in record time and opened it up.

''Well, what does it say?'' Isaac asked.

''All it says is Arizona'' Malia shrugged.

''Well, lets get some shut eye and in the morning we will hatch a plan'' Scott stated. '' You guys are more then welcome to stay here at the loft. ''He offered.

'' I have a hotel but Peter and Malia might want to crash here. '' Derek said. '' I'll see you guy in the morning'' He murmured and shut the door to the loft. He walked into the crisp night air and let out a sigh he didn't know he was holding in.

He got to his hotel and threw himself on the bed and finally let out a long whine. The pull he felt didn't let up and it was killing him to know where that pull was coming from.