Dream Catchers - Sterek (Sequel to Tears Don't Fall)

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"Can you hear what they're saying?" Stiles prodded Derek's arm. 

"Two males" Derek paused to listen..."Stiles we need to leave" he spoke abruptly, grabbing Stiles' arm. 

Stiles let Derek pull him away like a small child, "Derek! What happened?! What did they say?"

"It's the twins. It's Ethan and Aiden."

They rushed into Derek's car, both as confused as each other. 

"The twins? Who would kill the twin-oh my god Derek." 

"He's back. Deucalions back." Derek sped off, leaving the crime scene behind.

They soon arrived home, but Stiles felt no safer. "Why would he kill the twins? It just - it doesn't make sense" he pottered around the house. 

Derek shook his head, he didn't know where to start looking for clues. 

"We need to go back" Stiles spluttered out, causing Derek to look at him.

"What?"

"We need to go back to Beacon Hills."

"Stiles-"

"Deucalion needs to be stopped. We still don't have our bond back, Scott's failing his classes trying to keep everyone safe, my dad's got millions of unsolved cases because of him, and now - now he's murdering his own pack. He's a psycho." 

"Exactly why we don't wanna mess with him again." 

"Don't you want everything he took from us? Don't you want it back?"

"Stiles, I love you with or without some physical representation, it won't change anything."

"He can't keep getting away with this, we can't just sit back and do nothing." 

Derek sighed, "what are you suggesting?" 

"I want our bond back Derek, I want him to pay for everything he's done...I want him dead." 

Derek's head hung low for a few moments, he couldn't believe what Stiles was saying. But he knew that once Stiles had an idea, there was no changing his mind. 

Shaking his head in disbelief Derek spoke, "What do you have in mind?"

~ 

That very next day, Stiles had Scott, Lydia, Allison and Isaac shortly arriving to tell them his plan. 

Derek was waiting patiently for Stiles to get ready when he heard a gigantic thump from the above floor. 

"Stiles? What was that?" He shouted up, slightly worried.

"Nothing...just, my shirt fell."

"It sounded a lot heavier than just a shirt."

"I was in it." 

Derek couldn't help laughing quietly to himself. This was the kid he was about to let plan a death mission - how ever did his life become like this?

Soon Stiles arrived, still in one piece. It wasn't long after that everyone was making there way into their home, making themselves comfortable. Derek heard the odd comment about the decor, or the size of the place as they all gathered. 

"Before we start, I want to make it clear how ridiculous it is to have Stiles in charge" Isaac made his usual type of comment. 

Stiles pulled his face at him, "not half as ridiculous as the scarf and cardigan combination you've got going on." 

"Can we just get on with it" Derek rolled his eyes. 

"Right..." Stiles stopped his bickering immediately. "So the thing is..." he stalled. "I - I don't know how we're going to kill him exactly..."