A Pain That I'm Used To (Stamon) (Kliles)

Save me, this one last time

Stiles stepped forward wrapping his arms around the man as he slumped forward.

"Derek?" Stiles said his voice barely a whisper.

"I heard him... talking to Tyler... about you. I had...hoped it wasn't." Derek coughed.

"You're hurt." Stiles dropped slowly to his knees cradling Derek in his lap.

"Cora...she's with him." Derek struggled.

"Derek, why aren't you healing? Is it wolfsbane?" Stiles felt his heart racing.

"No, I'm-" Derek coughed again.

"He's changing...us." Derek sputtered more blood.

"What can I do?" Stiles asked his eyes filling with tears. This wasn't the way he imagined his reuniting with Derek going.

"Kill...me." Derek was shaking now.

"What? No, I'm gonna help you." Stiles shook his head frantically.

"Pl-please...Stiles...save me...this one... last time. I don't want to...be like him." Derek pleaded.

"Klaus is changing more werewolves." Caroline spoke worriedly.

"Is there anything we can do to reverse it?" Stiles asked a tear slipping down his cheek.

"No, he either turns or he dies." Caroline shook her head.

"I can't let him die." Stiles' voice broke.

"If he turns he'll be under the control of Klaus." Caroline looked sadly at Stiles.

"Stiles." Derek gripped Stiles' shirt.

"I don't want... to...hurt anyone." Derek coughed again.

"You won't. I know you won't. We can get through this, together." Stiles didn't even fight the tears.

"He'll be under Klaus' control. He won't have a choice." Caroline spoke gently.

"Please...end it." Derek begged.

Stiles shook his head gripping Derek tighter. "I can't. I can't lose you."

"Stiles." Damon hurried up the steps to where Stiles sat with Derek.

"What's going on?" Damon asked kneeling next to Stiles.

"Klaus. He's changing werewolves again." Caroline answered.

"Stiles, please." A tear slid from Derek's green eyes.

"I'm...begging you." Derek gripped Stiles' shirt tighter.

"I won't... feed...so please...end...my pain." Derek's voice cracked as more blood came up.

"He's dying anyway." Caroline touched Stiles' shoulder.

"Please, Derek, don't leave me, don't leave me again." Stiles cried pulling Derek in closer.

"I'm sorry, I...didn't want...you to get.. hurt." Derek touched Stiles cheek gently.

Stiles grabbed Derek's hand leaning into his touch.

"I love you, Der." Stiles whispered.

"I know....I love you...that's why...I'm begging you...please...end it." Derek coughed causing more blood to pour from his mouth.

"Stiles, he's in excruciating pain." Caroline spoke carefully.

Stiles nodded. "In my bag there's a dagger." Stiles pointed to a duffle bag by the couch. He didn't look away from Derek.

"Save Cora....and Issac." Derek pleaded.

"I promise." Stiles nodded, tears streaming down his face.

Caroline handed the dagger to Stiles.

Stiles' wrapped both hands around the dagger placing it above Derek's heart.

Stiles hesitated.

Derek nodded gripping Stiles' shirt as one final plea.

Damon placed a comforting hand on Stiles' shoulder.

Stiles squeezed his eyes shut as he thrust the knife into Derek's chest quickly.

Derek's grip released from Stiles.

Stiles pulled the knife out and slumped against Damon, letting out a sob.

"I'm so sorry." Damon kissed the top of Stiles' head.

Stiles held on to Damon for dear life as the sobs continued to rip from his chest.

"You did the right thing. You saved him." Damon spoke into Stiles' hair. But the words did nothing to ease his pain. Derek was gone and he was never coming back.

*AN*
I know Derek? But I had to slip some Sterek in here somewhere cause let's face it, I'm trash. Lol but this is important to the plot I promise. 😊