Help {Book One}

Rollin'

Previously on Help

The intruder was laying on a tree not to far from the border lines. The others circled the tree. "Who are you and what do you want?" The intruder submitted to Stiles letting his eyes glow blue. "My name is . . . . . . ."

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". . . . Peter Hale. I'm Derek's uncle, i just want to make sure my nephew is okay." Stiles eyes were glowing red as he was thinking about what to do. He turned back from his beta form. "Aiden Scott you two can go back to the house. Jackson go get Derek, then you can go back too. Scott make sure everyone calms down."

Scott didn't seem to want to leave but decided not to be stubborn, feeling Sty's unease. The boys went back to the house. "Derek Stiles wants you," Jackson said when he walked in the door. "Okay," Derek said confused. Der and Jax left and start running. "He told me to go back, just follow his scent."

Derek nodded and Jax left. What the hell something smells familiar, Der thought. He was running on autopilot, he almost ran right into Stiles. But Sty caught him just in time. "Easy you okay?" "Sorry I was thinking more than paying attention."

Derek said shyly. Stiles smiled, thank you for sending me him lord. "Uncle Peter? What the. . . how the. . . Stiles?" "I have nothing to do with this." Peter grunted in pain, and Derek dropped to his side lifting Peter's shirt. "That's bad, why aren't you healing?" "You know why nephew," Peter said wheezing.

Not looking at him, "Stiles i wouldn't ask you to do this unless it was important to me. Heal him please." Stiles wiped away the tear that Derek didn't know fell. "It's okay babe." Stiles had a heart okay. "Peter i swear to god if you try to hurt him, my pack, or me, i won't give a damn whether you're his blood or not I will deal with you personally." Stiles added an additional eye change to show it was less of a threat and more of a promise.

Derek felt he could accept that so he slipped his hand into Stiles'. Stiles looked down at Derek, then threw up his arm mumbling something in Latin. Peter sighed in relief, so Der figured whatever Stiles was doing was working and he was grateful. Stiles called Scott, "Send Winter home, tell her I'll call her tomorrow, tell Eliza to go to my dad's house, I want three of you set up for security detail, then the rest of them need to be upstairs until i give the word."

"Understood Alpha." ~Beep~ he hung up. Stiles pulled up Der and start walking with him hand and hand. Peter waited before getting up and following as to not anger the young alpha any further. Stiles threw his arm protectively around Derek, pulling him closer and kissing him on the cheek. "I don't mean to sound needy or to overstep my place already, but I believe that my arm is broken." Stiles stopped in his tracked, turning around with his eyes glowing purple.

"A hybrid I see." Stiles gave him a dry look that meant 'no shit sherlock shut up'. "There isn't much I can do out here. Just realigning the arm won't be enough. There are bone fragments sitting out of place. I can fix it when we get back to my house." And that was the end of it by the finality in his voice. Peter continued to keep his distance from the couple. They got to the house and Erica, Aiden, and Jackson were downstairs.

"Erica go get the first aid kit. Derek can you go check on Hunter, I'm pretty sure I freaked him out early." Derek nodded then left with Erica. "Once I'm done you guys are taking him to the loft for now. When you get to the school i'll send three others." Stiles worked on Peter, then he sent them away.

Back in their room. They were cuddling in bed when Stiles got a call. "Ignore it." Stiles said annoyed. He let it go to voicemail. Twenty minutes later Stiles hears someone on the porch. Thankfully Derek was asleep under Stiles. Who carefully pulled his arm back and got out of bed.

He strolled down the stairs to the front door. When he opened the door no one was there, so he figured he was hearing things. I seriously am hanging out with Winter too long.