Forgiveness - Chapter 4

The next morning rolled around and Stiles was still passed out and Derek was healed now. Scott skipped school so he could help guard with Derek though. By the middle of the day they took a break and checked on Stiles. The inside of the Vet Clinic was silent other than a few dogs barking. Entering the room Stiles was in Derek turned a small over head light on so the brightness wouldn't wake Stiles. He slowly walked over to him and lifted his shirt. Examining his stomach he sighed in relief. He was almost healed other than a small cut that was on his stomach.

“He's almost healed.” Derek sighed.

Scott sat down on a stool in the room and commented “That's good. But what about the next time. I'm getting worried about him.”

Leaning against the counter Derek growled “I am too. They only claimed him as theirs so they could get to you. And since they don't care what happens to him I'm worried that they might kill him eventually.”

“We have to come up with a plan to get him out of their pack.” Scott stated. He then added “Look. I can't sit by and watch my friend get hurt. Once I tell you this you can't let him find out or else he'll try and stop me.”

“What are you planning to do?” Derek asked raising an eyebrow in suspension.

Scott looked down at his feet and sighed.

Looking back up he replied “I'm gonna join Deucalion's pack.”

Jumping away from the counter Derek snapped “What the hell?! I know you care about Stiles and all but if you join Deucalion's pack you will basically be signing your death contract.”

Raising a hand Scott motioned for Derek to lower his voice as Stiles moaned in his sleep. They were both silent for a moment before seeing Stiles chest slowly rise and fall in the steady rhythm of sleep.

“Look. I know it's a suicide mission but I have to save Stiles. If I join Deucalion's pack I will make sure he let's Stiles go.” Scott explained.

Leaning back against the counter Derek asked “Then what?”

“I'll bite him then. That will mark him as being in my pack.” Scott stated.

Pointing at Stiles, Derek pointed out “But you know Deucalion will want you too kill everyone in your pack to become stronger and then you know he'll kill you so he can become even stronger.”

“I know, I know! But I still have to save Stiles. Even if that means...I die.” Scott admitted.

Just as Derek was fixing to say something Stiles began to move. Directing their attention to Stiles he began to sit up. Derek slowly walked over to him and placed a hand on his back.

“Take it easy. You're not fully healed yet.” Derek ordered.

Stiles yawned and rubbed his eyes before asking “How long was I asleep?”

“Oh you were asleep for about 15 hours.” Scott replied.

“What?! 15 hours?!” Stiles shouted as he began to jump off the table.

He was soon stopped as his stomach cramped up. Feeling a hand get placed on his chest he looked up to be starring at Derek.

As he slowly pushed Stiles back up onto the table he stated “Like I said. Take it easy. You haven't quite healed yet.”

Rubbing his face Stiles calmed down.

“I'm sorry. It's just I've missed so much school.” Stiles breathed.

Scott reached in his pocket and pulled a sheet of paper out. Unfolding it he handed it to Stiles.

“That's a literal doctor’s note. It's for you. It says that you had the flu for a month and now you are just recovering from it.” Scott explained as Stiles read over it.

“Thanks.” Stiles mumbled.

Looking up at Derek, Scott announced “Well I need to go. I don't know when I'll be back but yeah. See you later.”

As Scott turned to leave Stiles asked “Where are you going? You're already at work and it's too late to go to school.”

“Oh. Um. I've got detention this afternoon in Chemistry so I don't want to be late. Bye. See you later dude.” Scott answered as calmly as he could before leaving the room.

Turning to Derek Stiles groaned “So how long do I have to stay here? Because I'm hungry and need some clean clothes.”

Derek lightly patted Stiles' back and replied “You have to stay here till you're safe. So I'll go get you a pair of clothes from your house and I'll get you some food.”

Stiles gave him a hug and watched him leave. Using his hearing he listened for Derek to start his car and drive off.

Jumping down off the table he said to himself “Ok. Now to find Scott. I have to get to him before he does something stupid. Because I know he doesn't have detention for Chemistry.”

Sneaking out of the room he was in he listened for Deaton. Hearing Deaton in one of the back rooms he silently slipped out the front of the building. Once outside he breathed in deep. Catching Scott's scent he raced after him. After a little while he realized that Scott was going in the direction of the factory.

Under his breath he growled “Crap. What's he think he's doing?!”

Speeding up he finally came to the factory. He could smell Scott and the Alpha Pack inside. Hearing voices he listened in.

“So you will join us if we give you Stiles?” Deucalion asked.

“Yes. Even if you kill me afterward it is still a deal.” Scott bravely answered.

Deucalion paused a moment and then announced “It seems we have an eavesdropper.”

Just as Deucalion said something Stiles was grabbed from behind. Taking in the person's scent he could tell it was Ennis. Slowly he was carried inside by his neck and dropped.

Scott quickly yelled “What are you doing here?! I told Derek not to tell you!”

Standing up off the ground Stiles shouted “Derek didn't tell me anything! If you haven't forgotten I have werewolf senses too. I could hear it in your voice and in your heart beat that you were lying about how you had detention.” Stepping closer to him he finished “I knew the only reason you would lie to me was if you wanted to hide something serious from me. Then it hit me. You were going to Deucalion to protect me. Then after hearing what your deal is with him I just can't let it happen.”

“Stiles please! I can't watch you suffer anymore. You are treated like trash and I don't want to see you get killed.” Scott argued.

Before Stiles could speak again Deucalion growled “A deal is a deal Scott.”

iiGiving Stiles a sad look Scott nodded. Within a few seconds Aiden and Ethan had Stiles on his knees. Aiden held his shoulders down and Ethan grabbed his right hand. Holding out Stiles arm he looked up at Scott. Slowly Scott walked over to him. As he did he shifted into his werewolf form. When he got to Stiles he bent down to where he was about 3 inches away from Stiles' upper arm.

Stiles quickly cried “You don't have to do this! I'm going to be ok! I swear! Please just listen to m-”

Scott cut him off as he snarled “No you listen to me! This is my decision. I have to help you and this is the only way I can.”

Feeling Scott's breath on his arm made goosebumps appear. Opening his mouth Scott grew out his fangs.

Just as he was fixing to bite Stiles, Stiles commented “But what if they are lying...”

Scott immediately froze.

“You can't trust Deucalion. Just because you bite me doesn't mean he will let me go. Which means...I can't let you do this.” Stiles insisted. He then released a low growl and explained “….Ethan and Aiden are my Alphas and I have been put in this pack. Even though I may not like it or trust it I am part of this pack now and must do as my Alpha's say.”

Scott slowly looked up at Stiles. Starring at him he saw his eyes change from their normal brown color to a glowing blue. Almost instantaneously Ethan and Aiden let him go. Stiles starred at Scott a moment more and then stepped behind Ethan and Aiden.

“Stiles...” Escaped Scott's mouth as he starred at his friend and his Alphas.

Deucalion slowly walked up behind Scott and commented “Now there is a true beta.”

Scott stood up as fast as lightning and growled at Deucalion “What happened to our deal?!”

Deucalion simply walked around Scott and over to Stiles.

Placing a hand on his shoulder Deucalion answered “Well. Stiles here has made his decision. So the deal is off.”

“Show Scott the door Stiles.” Aiden ordered with an evil smirk on his face.

With a simple nod he leaped forward at Scott. He slashed at him several times but Scott dodged him. With one more slash it was as if everything slowed.

Stiles quietly breathed “I'm sorry. But I had too.”

With that he brought down his claws. A long slash appeared on Scott's chest as he slammed into the ground near the door. Stiles smoothly landed a few feet away.

“Now leave. You don't belong here.” Stiles growled as Scott began to stand up.

Looking at Stiles and seeing the determination in his eyes he knew he couldn't fight his best friend. Scott didn't speak but limped over to the exit. As he stepped outside the door to the factory shut. The last image he saw of Stiles was him walking back to the Demon Wolf named Deucalion.

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When Scott got back to the Vet Clinic he saw Derek come racing at him.

“Where the hell is Stiles?!” He shouted as he got closer to Scott.

As if Scott hadn't heard him he just kept on walking and ignored him. After a few more steps he passed Derek. Suddenly he felt Derek grab his arm. Turning him around Derek stared at Scott. Seeing his shirt he noticed he was hurt though but had already healed.

“Wait. If that had been an Alpha you would still be healing so. That means...” Derek trailed of as he tried to put the puzzle pieces together in his head.

“Yes. Stiles did it.” Scott sighed. Yanking his arm free from Derek's grip he yelled “I couldn't do anything. He chose them to protect me and you!”

Just as he finished his sentence a loud howl was heard. It echoed as if the whole world could hear it. Four other howls followed it. As they faded away another was heard. Derek and Scott both turned and faced the direction it had come from. It was Stiles. Derek clinched his fists, anger radiating off him in waves. Taking in a breath he let out a roar so loud it drowned out every other sound.