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Stiles’ POV
That night and school the next day was simple and easy. It was like nothing had happened. Everyone that day did ask Scotty boy if he was feeling alright. By the end of school, some of the other students have been asking him that as well.
I decided that I wanted to go to Derek’s place. Of course Jackson gave me a ride. He kept asking me was the next part of the plan was going to be. I just gave him a smile. Step two is going to start soon. Not that I was going to tell him.
We got to Derek’s and I could not move passed the front door. It was not like there was some supernatural reason why I could not move forward but I knew that something was going to happen if I took one step inside.
I must have freaked out Ani because Derek was there with his hands on my face.
“Stiles, you alright?” I nod slowly as I tried to get breath into my lungs.
“I guess that I did not think when I wanted to come here.” I told him. There has been death in this place, I have a feeling that I am going to have trouble going to the station or even to the hospital from now on.
“We can leave.” Derek told me as he lifted my head up to look him in the eye. “You see me, and now the three of us can go to your house and we will be just fine.” I look at him and shook my head. If I don’t deal with this now then I am never going to.
“May I come in?” I asked him. He watched me for a sec and then let me pass him. The two of them followed me. I could not here growling or howling so I was hoping that it was no Kali that was still here. I truly hope that I’m just going crazy because that would only leave…
I open the door to see a teen with black skin and silent demeanor standing in the middle of the room. He just watched us as we came in but did not say anything. It was like he had tried to tell us all something but has since given up.
I could tell that both Ani and Derek wanted to touch me, to see what I could see. I moved away from them and walked right up to Boyd.
He watched me for a sec before he went to touch me, as if to prove that he was there and that I could see him. I could feel his touch as he touched my shoulder. He hiccupped a laughed as he went to put his other hand on me.
“I figured that it would have been you that would end up seeing me. I thought that you had seen me before when you were not you.” His breath hitched, “for someone that I have not talked to much and when I did it was rude, “I opened my mouth to say that ‘I understand’ he stopped me, “I am happy that someone noticed me.” He smiled at me with a full set of teeth.
I looked back at the two people watching me from the front door. I looked back at the teen who was in front of me.
“I guess that I have things that I have to get off my chest. Are you my mediator?” I don’t know why but now I feel like I am a woman. I mouth the word, ‘who?’, “I need to tell Derek something.” I nod and turn back to the two who were still standing there.
“Derek,” it just barely came out of my mouth before he bounded down the steps and stood right next to me. I grab his wrist and I have never seen him cry as he did the moment he saw Boyd standing there looking at him.
Derek opened his mouth many times, most likely to say sorry, but nothing came out. Boyd gave him a small smile and stopped Derek with a hand.
“Derek, thank you.” Derek again tried to say something, “I know that you think that I was thanking you for killing me but that is not right. Thank you for getting me out of my shell, for giving me something to live for. Even though I ran away, I was happy that I was giving something in this world to care about. I don’t care that it was only six months of my life, it was better than the 16 years before it. You saw me, and you did not allow me to leave.
“So I thank you for doing what no one had. It might have seemed like you had failed us but you didn’t you just weren’t prepared for what was going on. If there had not been the threats that had happened, there is a chance that we would have done better. You did what you could at the time to help us not die.” He gave Derek a wider smile at the end of that. He turned and looked at me.
“I guess that is it for me. Thanks Stilinski.” With that, just like Tara, he just disappeared.
Jackson tackled us to the floor a minute after Boyd had left us.
Jackson’s POV
I watched the two of them, I know that it is three of them but I could only see Stiles and Derek. Derek had a break down a few seconds after being down there. I stopped myself from listening because this was something that I did not need to know.
Derek held onto Stiles as the tears continue. Stiles looked into space with the same look that he had when Tara left him. I waited a minute before I went down to the two of them. I was planning on just standing there but something urged me to hug Stiles….It just came out stronger then what it should have been.
The three of us ending up on the floor, entwined with each other. Derek grabbed ahold of me as well and would not let me go.
‘Thanks for coming back’ I could hear from the man but I don’t know for sure. I told him that I am happy that I am back and that I don’t plan on going anywhere any time soon.
We laid there for a long time. I have a feeling that it was longer than an hour but it felt so nice to be like this.
“You know that I don’t mind random puppy piles, but can’t we do this somewhere other than the floor. It is hard you know.” Stiles said but he did not even move. Derek gave a little laugh as he moved me off of him…but onto Stiles. “Der, that was not nice.” It was accompanied by his laugh fox chuckled.
2 am, Scott’s house, third POV
Scott was not home when it happen. He slipped into his room. He opened the boy’s underwear drawer and laughed.
“Scotty boy, you never change.”
He opened the small baggy that he had brought with him. He grabbed a pinch of the black power.
“This with give you a little itch.” He said as he blew the little amount into the drawer. With that he left the room.