You're not fine (Sterek Fanfic)

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Chapter 4

When everyone was in, he didn't look at them he just shifted a bit, " ....I-.. " he shook his head as he swallowed hard, "I.. Can't answer that.. Im shaking all of a sudden im having nightmares of me killing stiles... My body feels sore and it just wants to shut down i.. Im scared guys" he said as he blinked and he took a big gulp of his coffee, he coughed softly as he closed his eyes, " ..not only scared but its like a war inside of here" he slowly pointed his shakings hand to his heart, "Anger.. Fear.. Sadness.. But i also just wanna-" he growled making himself mad with his own words.

Scott nodded having felt the wolfsbane in him before just like boys and issac.
"I understand but we need to talk about it. You didn't hurt Stiles. See" he said pointing to stiles who gave an awkward smile grimace and rocked back and forth on his feet.
"And besides we are your pack we can help you. Stiles is the emissianary after all he can do ish healing you up" Isaac said and Erica stepped up.
"Or if you want we can take you to Deaton himself" she said softly. They were all worried about their alpha

Derek shook his head as he flinshed his coffee, he looled inside the mug then finally at the pack, he went to scott to erica, to boyd, to issac, then to stiles, he looked down as he coughed and he hugged his knees, " ....i don't need that kind of help scott", he said as he gave a fake smile but even the normal derek hale wouldn't smile, he bit his own lip, his eyes were on stiles, why was he looking at stiles? His brown eyes, his body shape, he titled his head a bit.

Lydia was the one to walk in behind everyone else and as she cocked her hip and folded her arms across her chest she cleared throat to get everyone's attention and once she had it she stepped confront and pointed directly at Stiles then Derek.
"I think, these two." She said pointing between the two again.
"Need to sort things out between them and stiles will be able to take care of derek if the wolfsbane is still actually in him" she said confidently and almost an order.
Stiles however shrugged exhasperatedly but didn't question it. Lydia did tend to have the right ideas.
"Alright. Fine. I will babysit the alpha... let's get this started." Stiles said and Scott placed a hand on Derek's shoulder.
"If you need us let us know" he said softly and the pack all nodded in agreement and filed out. Lydia patting stiles on the back making him roll his eyes.
Once they all were out stiles closed and locked the door and set up the intruder trip alarm before flipping down next to derek and dropping his bag on the floor.
"So...you thought you hurt me?" He asked after a few moments of awkward silence

Derek tensed when scott touched him, he looked at stiles as he just stared he then nodded, "I-in my dream.. I woke up in rage on that tabel you guys had me on.. A-and i woke you up and you unstrapped me but i just t-tackled you and i just started to hurt you and then i.. " he made a motion with his own hand slashed st hisown chest, "Slashed your chest.. And i stared at yiur dead body then i woke up.. But every time i fell asleep i have the same dream and i.. It got worse" he said quickly as he titled his head, his eyes showed no emotion but his body shook, he lookes at stiles body but then back sat stiles brown eyes.

Well that was one hell of a shock. I mean he knew derek had wanted to strangle him at times but shot that was a serious dream.
Though with that he nodded slowly and grabbed Derek's arm and pulled his thumb free from the hole and looked over Derek's veins. They were still dark. Meaning the wolfsbane was still increasing his paranoia fear past press and new. Not to mention the anxiety if being a weak alpha.
Stiles sighed and got up slowly.
"Alright big guy I need you to get your shirt off and go lay on the bed. It will be easier to get that shot out of your veins and I don't want to hurt you." He said slowly as he moved over to the cabinet where stiles kept a stash of herbs and plants and other little potions for situations just like tgis. Though he did stop at his bag to grab a little vile he had been working on for a while now. It was a inner demon cure as the book said that Deaton had given him. And it helped relieve all negative angry, violent or devious side effects from poisoning for supernatural creatures and some cases humans.
He mixed some things and filled a few syringes and looked over to see if derek had done what he said