15 minutes of a Sterek fanfic, part 14

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, part 12 here, and part 13 here.

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Luckily, since the police had already talked to Stiles, they weren't going hard on Derek. The conversation went pretty well, just confirming Stiles's story of what happened. Derek still hated being in the police station and hated being away from Stiles more.

Over the next few days, Stiles was never without at least two wolves. Usually, Derek was there, but the police had had him come back more than once. Still, Derek never wanted Stiles to be without a guard. Who knows what Gerard was planning.

Soon enough, Stiles was released from the hospital and the pack brought him home. Derek hadn't said anything, but he didn't want to go back to Stiles's place. What happened to Stiles certainly would have left an impression...an impression that Derek wouldn't want lingering near him.

But as they drove to Stiles's house, Derek was silent. It was what Stiles wanted and Derek wasn't going to object to that.

"You're quiet," said Stiles. The rest of the pack wasn't far behind in other cars, but they were alone in the camaro.

Derek grunted. "Aren't I usually?"

"I just figured you'd be talking more about Gerard and revenge."

Derek's eyes flashed red at the mention of Gerard. "I have plans for him."

"We could just let my dad handle it," said Stiles, "Gerard is human after all."

"He hurt you."

"I know, but," Stiles looked out the window for a moment and then back at Derek, "I don't want you to kill him."

Derek nearly slammed on the breaks. "What?"

"I don't want you to kill him," Stiles repeated. "You've never killed anyone before."

"No one has ever shot you before."

"I don't want you to live with that because...because of me."

"I'd do anything for you."

"I know...but I don't want you to."

Derek gripped the steering wheel, tempted to pull over suddenly, but thought better of it in the last moment. "Okay."

"Okay?"

"Okay, I won't kill him," gritted out Derek.

Stiles nodded.

"I will hunt him down and give him to your dad."

"Thanks. And if you want to maim him a bit, that'd be okay with me."

Derek quirked a small smile. "Thank you."

Stiles rested his hand on Derek's thigh and the two drove in silence the rest of the way.

All of the pack arrived at nearly the same time in various cars. The wolves all looked hesitant to enter the house, but the rest seemed just fine to enter the house. Derek got Stiles's wheelchair out and handed it to Isaac, opting to carry Stiles in.

"I'm not a baby," muttered Stiles.

(Prompt by me)

Teen Wolf MTV (I don't own any of the characters)

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