(Recommended to be caught up on Supernatural)
Stiles Winchester was forced to live in Beacon Hills for two years when his brothers decided that he should live a normal life. But when they found out that Beacon Hills was a literal beacon for the supe...
The rushing sound of Stiles' breath. immediately calmed Derek.
"Stiles." Derek sighed with relief as his eyes met the whiskey color of Stiles'.
Stiles sat up then suddenly. "Wait, what happened? I was...wasn't I..." Stiles furrowed his brow as he tried to decide if everything had been a dream.
Suddenly Dean had pulled Stiles up and into his arms. He hugged his brother tightly, as if he was afraid he might disappear.
Stiles pulled back and looked at his brothers. "I'm guessing all that wasn't a dream."
Sam only shook his head as he pulled Stiles into him.
"We thought for sure..." Sam trailed off unable to say it out loud.
Stiles turned to Cas who gave him a gentle hug next.
Derek was afraid to move or speak. It was as if everyone had forgotten he was in the room. He feared he'd draw attention to himself and he didn't want to leave. He wanted to stay with Stiles as long as possible. The idea of leaving him and possibly never seeing him again, hurt deeply. It hurt him and especially his wolf.
Suddenly Stiles said his name almost concerned. "Derek."
Derek looked at the hunter. He smelled the anger rise in Dean.
Stiles went to hug Derek but Dean pulled him back forcefully.
"He's alive, so you know what that means." Dean growled out.
Derek dropped his head and looked to the floor.
"Dean." Cas spoke.
"Don't you dare. You knew, you let this happen." Dean snapped turning to face the angel.
"It's fine Cas, Stiles is okay, that's all that matters." Derek said as he went to walk out of the room.
"What? No, you can't leave." Stiles said trying to get passed Dean.
Dean blocked Stiles from getting around him. "Oh yes he can."
"No, you can't do this, he hasn't done anything wrong." Stiles snapped fighting to get passed Dean.
"He's a damn werewolf, Stiles, you're lucky to be alive." Dean snapped back.
"I'm alive because of him. He saved my life more times than I can count. He's not dangerous." Stiles' tone was getting desperate.
"All monsters are dangerous, Stiles, you know that. You're lucky I'm letting him leave here alive." Dean snapped again.
"No, he's not-"
Derek cut in. "It's okay Stiles."
Stiles looked passed his brother at the werewolf.
"Dean, at least let him say goodbye." Sam said with a sympathetic frown.
Dean clenched his jaw as he moved out of Stiles' way.
Stiles ran to Derek, gripping him in a tight hug.
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