Slashed

A/N: Updates won't always be this quick... writing is just more fun then finishing my summer reading which is due in like two days

Disclaimer: Don't own teenwolf but do you think they'd give it to me if I sent an angry Derek Hale after them? But I don't own him either so that won't work...

"Why do I feel like that was too easy?" Stiles asked as Derek drove towards the teenagers house.

"Because it probably was..." Derek trailed off, deep in thought.

"What did Peter mean by me being your mate?" Stiles wondered aloud. Derek didn't answer for awhile just kept driving, his eyes on the road and his knuckles white on the steering wheel. "Derek?" Stiles asked again.

"I'll explain if we get out of all this alive, right now we all need to focus on getting Scott free." Derek stated.

"How did he even have him tied up?" Stiles asked knowing that with his best friend being an alpha he should be able to break free.

"An old trick he learned from the Argents" Derek explained, "He has him tied up with electrical wires, so he can't shift, like Gerard had Erica and Boyd when he took you,"

"Oh shit," mumbled Stiles flashbacks of that night floating into his mind. "Wait that's it!"

"What?" Derek asked turning to him.

Stiles just held up one finger and Derek made a noise of impatience as the younger boy pulled out his phone and began to type. "Oh Der," he spoke, the beta smiled at his new nickname, "Go to your loft instead,"

"I like Der better than sourwolf," he told the teenager with a smile.

Stiles just hummed and continued typing, "Allison, can you Issac and your dad meet us at Derek's loft like ASAP!?" Derek's phone went off as Stiles' sent the message in group chat by mistake.

"Was that from you?" the werewolf pondered aloud.

"Probably, Allison, Issac, and her dad are meeting us at your place as soon as possible so idk when that'll be." he explained.

Not even five seconds later Derek's phone with off again but instead of his usual text tone an alarm went off and the man let out a growl. "Stiles' can you read me Peter's text?"

Stiles held back a laugh at the special ring tone for the man but picked up Derek's phone and read, "Derek, I really hope I misunderstood the conversation between you and Stiles' in the car while leaving our old home, because to me it sounded like you were ready to betray me and your sister!"

"Well shit," Derek cursed under his breath. "Type back; you must have uncle as I was only conversing with Stiles' about bringing him into our pack as my mate, meaning he would have to betray Scott for me." Stiles' swallowed and typed what he was told to and placed Derek's phone back in the car's cup holder. Before he knew it they were at Derek's loft and Stiles felt Derek's guiding hand on the small of his back leading him up the stairs and towards his bed. Pushing his mate gently on the bed Derek began to pace in front of him. Stopping suddenly he looked up to Stiles and asked "When's your dad coming home?"

Stiles looked confused at the question but answered, "Three days, why?"

Just as he asked Derek's phone went off with Peter's specialized tone again, reading the text Derek's eyes started to go blue before he snapped back into control. "This is why." he spat as he tossed his phone to the boy on the bed and pulled a duffel bag out from under it. Stiles swallowed hard and looked at the screen.

"Good because if I even get another hint of possible betrayal from you it won't be just Scott I kill, it'll be Stiles too." was the message the screen portrayed.

"Okay so does this mean we're having a sleepover?" Stiles asked with a small smile on his face, he knew they were in a dangerous situation he would be lying if he said he wouldn't enjoy sleeping in Derek's arms every night.

"If that's what you wanna call it," Derek said and Stiles could just imagine him rolling his eyes but his back was turned to the young boy as he packed clothes for the next few days. As quietly as the human could he slid off his shoes and set them on the floor next to the bed and tried to get down without making enough noise to tip the werewolf off. Right as he was about to jump on Derek's back the wolf turned around and picked him up laughing as he did so. "Nice try Stilinski," he said pecking the boy on the cheek and dropping him on the bed.

"Damn werewolf hearing," he muttered as he stood on Derek's bed motioning the beta closer, once in Stiles' reach the boy turned him around and jumped on his back wrapping his legs around Derek's waist and kissing him on the cheek.

Derek spun him around a few times before he heard a knock on the door, smelling the air he recognized Allison's smell and turned his head to Stiles' "The rest of the 'Get McCall Back Program' is hear, so off"

"No," the boy refused grip tightening.

"Fine" the wolf huffed and he gripped Stiles' legs in his hands and carted the boy off to answer the door.

As Derek pulled open the door he met the surprised faces of Issac, Allison, and Chris Argent. "Um Derek?" Issac softly asked.

"Yes?" Derek baited.

"Why the hell is Stiles' on your back?" Mr. Argent finishes for the wolf.

"Well I tried to get him off but he wouldn't budge..." Derek trailed.

"Why is he there in the first place?" he rephrased his question.

"Well we are dating," Stiles said and saw Allison smile, "I mean we are right? I'm not reading too far into things? I mean-" Stiles was silenced by Derek's mouth on his, when the wold pulled away the boy looked up and said "Yeah, we're dating."

"I knew you two liked each other," Allison stated as she pushed into the room past the happy couple followed closely by her dad and then Issac. Derek slid the door shut and then walked both him and Stiles' to the area everyone else was sitting at. Releasing his hold on Derek he stepped up to the front of the room to stand next to Allison, who looked at him and asked, "Ready?" He just nodded. "Okay so Peter has Scott tied up so he can't shift, a trick he learned from you," she said and pointed a finger at her dad. "So since we know Peter holds a grudge like a teenage girl we figured if you, me, and Stiles' went walking up to the Hale house one night then he would attack us and we could empty a few rounds of Wolf-banes laced bullets into his head and then Derek, Cora, and Issac could go and cut the power and release Scott." she finished.

"The only problem is that Peter is now suspicious of Derek and therefore will have him on high watch. So we figured that if we had your gun-" he said pointing to Chris "-filled with wolf-banes bullets and hers with regular bullets or just some knives we could have Derek fight alongside of Peter and do one of two things. One he could get shot and sliced into by Allison but there's always a chance the wrong bullet could hit him,"

"Or two," Allison continued, "He has Peter exit first then jumps him from behind, which could also get him shot."

"So either way I might get shot?" Derek spoke up.

"Yes but we'll have a bullet in Stiles' pocket so you can fix it like you did when Kate shot you," Allison explained. "So which one would you rather do?"

"I don't know yet, let me think it over," Derek said and all of a sudden he caught a strange smell in the air. "Peter" he growled and stood and walked over to the window where everyone- humans included- could hear the sound of a body drop to the ground and scramble away.

"Shit," everyone said in unison.

"C'mon Stiles, pack faster!" Derek paced in the boys room.

"Okay, okay, I think there's enough of my dirty clothes in their to draw him towards the scent.

"Alright let's go," Stiles nodded and he, Derek, Issac, and Allison all picked up a duffel bag filled with Stiles' dirty clothes and carried them out to their respectful cars. Derek dumped one on the backseat and had Stiles' hold one up front as he drove, as fast as he could without getting pulled over, to his loft. Pulling out the bag Stiles' was holding he ran up to the loft's door, threw it in, and then locked the door behind him sprinting back to his car. Pulling open Stiles' door he helped the other boy out and lead him to Cora's white car. Hugging her they swapped keys and the two boys got into the fresh car. Driving at a normal speed to Stiles' house Derek grabbed the boys hand and placed small kisses on it the whole silent drive there.

Allison and Issac following Derek's lead and left one bag in the Argent's house surrounded by traps and one in Scott's bedroom which was also covered in traps. The two teens carefully avoided the traps as they slid the window closed and locked it to make the situation look more real.

Once the mates were back in Stiles' bedroom Derek threw him a pair of his jeans and one of his shirts and told him to go change. Doing as he was told- odd he was doing that a lot lately- he slipped in Derek's clothes being comforted by the smell of Derek. Smiling he went back into his bedroom and sat down in his bed, on his boyfriend's lap. "Derek?" he asked turning the wolf's face to him.

"Yes?" he asked planting a tender kiss on Stiles' lips.

"Why is it such a big deal that Peter threatened me?" Stiles wondered.

"Because if a wolf loses it's mate it can't find love again and can die from a broken heart," he explained.

"You love me?" Stiles asked and he could feel Derek tense up under him.

"Yes, I mean I get if you don't love me back, I mean I have spent the last two years slamming you into walls and threatening to rip your throat out. With my tee-" Derek's rant was ended with Stiles' mouth on his as the younger boy deepened the kiss and pushed Derek down onto the bed.

Pulling back Stiles looked Derek in the eyes and told him "I love you too but," he saw the panic swim in the wolf's eyes, "You need to get a new threat," he finished with a smirk.

"Oh really?" the werwolf teased as he flipped them so he was on top and he gently lifted Stiles' head so his neck was exposed and he started to kiss and lick his way down in, when he got right above Stiles' Adam's apple he took the skin on his throat between his teeth and bit down, not hard enough to even come close to breaking the skin and much to the surprise of the older boy the teen let out a moan. Pulling up he looked his mate in the eye and said, "Maybe I do need to get a new threat,"