Chapter 6: give me all your hopeless hearts
It was quiet for a long while, there was no news about the Beacon Hill’s Correctional Centre as the Emissary Council closed it down while looking into the reports of abuse of the supernatural beings by the hunters, and families are in an up roar and are screaming for blood. Blood of the hunters and of the Emissary for not doing something sooner they meant to protect and guide and the attack. All that was known was the hunters were rounded up and the supernatural beings were set free apart from the alphas that attacked Stiles and the betas.
At the hospital Derek sat outside the hospital room still in his black outfit from the centre, he had his face in his hands as he tried not to think about the pain his mate has gone thought. He heard the door next to him open and someone walk out by the smell of the man it was Stiles father the door closed again with a soft click but it seem to before ever before the Sheriff spoke to him “Son look at me.” Derek bite his lip knowing the man was talking to him “Derek please.” The wolf slowly looked up to the sheriff to see the tried look on the man’s face. He could only imagine what he went thought trying to find his two sons while his wife is pregnant with their first daughter
“Sheriff I’m so sorry I tr…” John put his hand up to stop Derek from speaking
“You did you best, Stiles doesn’t hold it against you and neither does me, Mellissa or Scott it is the hunters we blame.”
“I couldn’t protect him… he’s my mate I let him down.” Derek said shivering, he wasn’t cold werewolves don’t get cold but it a shiver of pain and sadness. John took his jacket off and placed it around Derek’s shoulders none the less the dark haired wolf didn’t miss the kind act.
“Go and see him Derek, I will need to talk to Mellissa about his treatment.” He smiled as he walked away.
Derek stood up and looked at the closed door before reached out and pushing the handle down before opening it. His feet moved for him dragging him into the duly light room, Stiles was sat up in be his back resting against the pillows his head turned the other way with his eyes closed. The dark haired wolf moved closer, closing the door behind him as he stood by the side of the bed looking down at him “Stiles.” He whispered, the teen turned to look at him his eyes were still the warm hot browns that made Derek sink to his knees and grab Stiles hand and cried. The teen’s eyes widen as he watched the large wolf just brake down “I’m so sorry Stiles I let get hurt I’m so sorry.” He cried, stiles placed his hand on Derek’s head and ran his fingers though his hair
“Derek I’m okay, he didn’t mark me.” Stiles told him with a soft tried smile as the wolf looked up at him with sad blue eyes “Derek please.”
“I will make it right Stiles I won’t let anyone hurt you.”
“I know you will sour wolf.”
Deaton come to visit Stiles the next day, he walked into the teen’s room to find it filled with flowers and card. The teen was sat happily with Derek warped around him holding him close, Deaton and everyone else who loves and cares for Stiles knows he putting on a brave face “Good to see you up.” Deaton said as he walked into the room, Stiles looked at him his eye watching him as he stood at the end of the bed
“Hey, yeah I’m up but not moving about.” He smiled at him “W….What’s happing at the centre?” Derek nuzzled Stiles neck as he watched Deaton move around the room
“Well it’s being closed down, the hunters are being arrested apart from Chris he’s currently down the hall on best rest.” Stiles frowned
“Gerard got some of the hunters to beat him, he’s lucky that he’s carrying a werewolf’s child otherwise the baby would have died.” Derek let out a rumble that could have been a growl and warps his arms around Stiles tighter.
“Will he be okay?” Stiles asked, he was worried about the hunter he was nice to him and well he is his mate’s uncle’s mate
“He will be fine, he’s a hunter they are made of strong stuff.” Derek whispered into Stiles ears as he kissed his neck
“I hope so, it would be nice to have a baby in the pack.”
Stiles was still recovering his scars were both skin deep and above the surface, but he had help from Derek and his family. He had nightmares and had moments of depression that he tried to hide from his family and friends. One night Derek found Stiles curled up on his bed crying as he hugged the pillow tight to his chest just crying out, the wolf slipped his shoes off and climbed onto the bed and warped his arms around him and just held his mate. Stiles stiffen when he felt the bed dip and the arms around him but the smell of Derek made him relax and let go of the pillow before turning over and buried his face into Derek’s chest. They didn’t talk they just held each other Derek half purring and half growling trying to comfort it and it seem to have worked.
Stiles looked up at Derek with red puffy eyes and saw warmth and love from the alpha wolf “Mate with me.” Stiles whispered to him, Derek cupped his cheeks and leaned down and pressed his lips to his mate’s forehead a kept his lips there longer then he need to do before he pulled back and looked down at his mate
“You sure you want this?” He whispered to him as he stroked his face gently
“I…I want to feel you, I want to breath your scent to know it you who loves me.” Stiles tells him softly
“Okay we will go slowly.” He smiled as he lowered his head and kissed Stiles on the lips.
After that night the Hale pack grew Scott decide to join Peter and Derek but only after Stiles was mated to Derek and with Scott came with his mate Isaac, Ecria, Boyd and Lydia and few others that needed an alpha or two. Peter and Chris came by with child Sammy but Alison won’t near the pack she felt shamed about her Aunt, Grandfather and mother and how they treated Scott and Stiles and she did nothing. The Sheriff and Melissa joined the back as well with their little, Stiles and Scott’s little sister Lucy. Lucy and Sammy were often found cuddling each other when they slept, but the most shocking news was that 4 months after Stiles and Derek mated they learn that Stiles was pregnant with twins.
Stiles was one of the first to wake up in the large family house, he could hear Mellissa was down stairs feeding Lucy who has been keeping her mum and dad up all night with a chesty cough. Stiles slide out of bed letting Derek growled and open one eye “Why are you up its 6am on a Sunday?” Derek asked
“Because your cubs are bouncing on my bladder and mum is a wake with Lucy.” He side sliding out of bed
“Oh they are my cubs when they do something bad?”
“Yes.” Stiles said with a smile as he kissed the sour wolf on the lips before looking down into the slight glow of the red eyes “Peter is coming over with Sammy.” He whispered, Derek grunted and pouted
“Lucy will be happy.” He said rather unhappily, Stiles chuckled at his sour wolf before the teen walked off to the bathroom.