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15 minutes of a Sterek fanfic, part 13

You can read part 1 here, part 2 here, part 3 here, part 4 here, part 5 (NSFW) here, part 6 here, part 7 here, part 8 here, part 9 here, part 10 here, part 11 here, and part 12 here.

"I won't," Derek whispered. He squeezed Stiles's hand again and then said, "Erica, I know you're listening. Tell everyone that Stiles is ready for them."

"I'll gather the troops," said Erica in the waiting room, but Derek heard her anyways.

"They're on their way," said Derek softly to Stiles.

Stiles smiled. "You know, you can sit down, Derek."

Derek, without letting go of Stiles's hand, reached back with his right leg, caught the leg of the nearby chair, and dragged it towards the bed. He sat down and gently placed a kiss on Stiles's hand. The two of them shared a quiet, calm moment before the door burst open with the whole pack and Stiles's dad.

Everyone rushed to hug Stiles, one by one and wish their get well soons. No one brought up what had happened, allowing Stiles a moment of respite from the horrors of the evening. Melissa talked the nurses into letting the pack spend the night in the room. They dragged in extra chairs from an empty room and everyone settled in for the night. The whole time, Derek never let go of Stiles's hand.

The next morning, everyone awoke a little stiff, but no one complained.

"Coffee?" croaked Isaac.

"We'll go on a run," said Allison, gesturing to Lydia who stretched and then followed her out.

"When are we going to talk about it?" asked Erica once Allison and Lydia were out of human earshot.

"Talk about what?" asked Stiles.

Erica looked to Derek who shook his head, but ever-defiant she said, "About Gerard. We need to formulate a plan."

"We need Stiles to heal in peace," growled Derek. "We need to keep the pack safe."

"And how are we supposed to do that with Gerard out there?" asked Erica, infuriated.

"We are on the lookout for him, he won't get far," said the sheriff.

Erica had clearly almost forgotten that he was there. "I still think--"

"Enough," cut in Derek, "we'll discuss this after Stiles is home."

Stiles squeezed Derek's hand, clearly grateful for the subject change. "I hope last night didn't scare you all too much," he said. "Hopefully it didn't turn you off of parties for good," he tried to quip, but the seriousness of last night's events hung heavy in the room.

"Not your fault," said Boyd.

"Exactly, it was all Argent's--" Erica stopped talking as Allison and Lydia entered the room again.

"We got coffee," said Lydia, cutting through the tension of the room as she handed out cups. "Now, I hope we weren't discussing revenge without me around."

"You're a human," said Isaac, sipping his coffee.

"A human with a superior intellect," said Lydai, flicking her hair, "I'm essential to any and all planning."

Allison stayed quiet as she handed out the cups she'd been carrying. She then slid onto Scott's lap with her own cup. "Should I tell my dad?" she asked quietly.

"Doesn't he know you're here?" asked Lydia.

"Well, yeah, but he doesn't know that Gerard is the one who hurt Stiles. I wasn't sure what to say..."

Did you tell him about the fire? Derek wanted to ask, but instead he breathed deeply. "Since the police are on it, I'm sure he already knows," Derek managed to say evenly, not looking at Allison.

Allison nodded.

"I gotta get in to work," said the sheriff, "but I'll be by to check on you. Derek, I hate to say, but you need to come with me and speak to my guys."

A flash of fear went through Stiles, Derek could sense it, but it was calmed with a kiss to his hand from Derek. "Okay. As long as everyone else can stay."

"Well, at some point, they're also gonna want to speak to Erica, Boyd, and Isaac, but that can happen after you're back."

Derek nodded seriously. He didn't want Stiles to be left without protection. Who knows what Gerard could manage. He'd stabbed Scott right outside the hospital before, who knows what he could do to a human.

"I'll be back soon," Derek said, looking at Stiles. His eyes said I wouldn't go unless I had to.

Stiles nodded and squeezed his hand one more time. He tried to smile, "I got company aplenty."

(Prompt by me)

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