A Traveling Love

Chapter Four

It was Friday night when Stiles finally got the call. "This is Beacon Hills Memorial, we have a letter addressing to call you when a Derek Hale got here. He arrived just a short while ago and you may come to see him in the morning, he needs to get settled in for the night right now." Stiles answered a few questions and ended the phone call.

That night he couldn't sleep. At all. It was six in the morning when he got up and forced himself to take a shower. Six-thirty when he left for the hospital. Practically speeding the whole way, Stiles made it there by seven.

He checked himself in and almost ran down the sterol hallway. He wasn't sure if he was happy or nervous. Ok, defiantly nervous. He neared the door and peaked through the wired window. What he saw was scary.

There was a bandage peaking out of the bottom of Derek's gown and another on his arm. Tubes were interring and exiting at various points and Derek had a breathing tube down his throat. Bruises painted his skin and there was soft fuzz on the top of Derek's head, not the closed shave he was no longer required to have.

Stiles sat in the chair beside Derek and held the mans hand. He talked for close to an hour then laid his head on the side of the bed. "I love you, Derek." Stiles whispered before he fell asleep.

-

Stiles woke a few hours later. There was a, now cold, lunch sitting on the nightstand with a note from his father attached.

Son,

Stay as long as you need. I have made sure you can stay 24/7 beside Derek with the nurses, so don't worry about that. I will come visit you periodically but I have some standards; they include a shower at least every other day, three full meals a day, and you have to get out of the hospital for at least five hours a week. They have a very nice quarry, take advantage of it. I will be seeing you soon and your mother should also be joining you.

Love,

Dad

Stiles refolded the letter and once again started to watch Derek. Shorty after he finished his lunch, his mother arrived.

Claudia was in a big hustle, her purse booming full with things, anything and anything, that Stiles could possibly need for his stay beside Derek.

"Hello, sweetie," she greeted and kissed Stiles on the head. She only sighed sadly when she looked over at Derek. "Oh, honey. What he must be feeling right now. Hopefully not much." Stiles only nodded grimly in agreement.

Claudia got Stiles set up with water and snacks from home. "Why don't we go take a walk? You look like you could use some air." Stiles nodded and they made there way to the quarry. "Your worried about him. I can see it in your face. But that's a good thing. Derek needs somebody to care about him. He knows we all do, but the poor young man still thinks it's a trick. But with you... it just seems natural. The way he looks at you says it all. It is pure love that holds his gaze."

Stiles has tears swimming in his eyes as he looks up to his mother. "Thanks, I needed that, I guess."

"You did, but that's okay. It's always ok to need a little bit of reassuring. Now let's go check on him. I know your dying to, your father should be here any time now."

-

The sheriff made his arrival thirty minutes later and Stiles was, again, glued to Derek's side. John came in and kissed Claudia on the head then came around to see Derek.

"He's not looking good." Stiles only nodded. "Why don't you go take a shower? Your mother and I will watch him and yell if something changes." Stiles nods again and takes the fasted shower of his life.

After, the sheriff goes home to change from his work uniform into something more casual. Claudia stays though and holds Derek other hand. The only noise in the room is the ventilator and the steady beeping of Derek's heart beat. Stiles' eyes start to droop around ten and Claudia orders a spare cot to be sent to the room.

John makes his appearance right in time to take Claudia home from a sleeping Stiles. Little does Stiles know, Claudia was already at the hospital earlier for an appointment of her own.

A/N: The sheriffs name in my mind is either John or Tom but I decided to call him John in this one. All rights reserved to the show, I'm not trying to make stuff up for them. Anyway, I'm going on vacation, again, so I probably won't be able update the story. Sorry for not uploading before now, but I'm really busy this year. Busier than I've been in a long time. I hope you enjoyed and thanks for reading! ;)