So it ends.

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We were making our way to Allison's room and I could see Derek slowly opening and closing his hands. The fact that he was nervous was probably the understatement of the year.

Just outside the door we could hear Scott and Lydia talking loudly, Allison's soft voice barely audible between theirs.

"You ready?" I took his hand and squeezed it as a sign of support. He laced our fingers and brought my hand to his mouth giving me a small kiss and then dropped it gently.

I was pudding. 'Get it together man. It's just Derek.' Yeah, just Derek, right. Have you seen the guy?

I glanced nervously at him. God, how I have fallen for him.

"Ready" he whispered.

Now I was the one that was nervous.

I knocked a couple of times and opened the door slowly pushing my head through and looking to see if everyone was decent.

Scott jumped from his seat on Allison's bed and smiled widely "Stiles! You're here!"

I looked at Lydia, who was smiling too. I opened the door and walked in, Derek following close by.

I went to Scott and gave him a hug "Congratulations man" and then to Allison giving her a small kiss on the forehead "Hey you, someone told me you were the bravest of them all, as always" she looked at me tenderly and nodded, she looked beat. I turned to Lyds and smiled.

"Scott, Allison, this is Derek" I said turning to Derek. "Derek, Scott and Allison. You already know Lydia of course."

Derek stepped forward shaking Scott's hand, then nodded to Allison "Congratulations."

He turned to Lydia, doing a small nod. "Lydia."

"Derek" she said crudely. She was not calling him Mr. Hale, as she told me she usually called him, probably indicating that this had nothing to do with work. This was her territory.

"So where's Alex?" interrupting the staring contest between Lydia and Derek.

Lydia looked at me with a smile "They're changing him and doing regular tests. Scott just came back. Want me to go with you guys?"

"Yeah, that'd be nice." I smiled and extended my hand to help her off the couch. She gave me a side hug, directing me to the door. Then she turned to Derek, her arm still laced on my waist.

"Yes, at this moment his mine. Get used to it."

Derek had a murdering look on his face.

We walked to the showing room, I don't really know how the room where the babies are displayed on is called, but whatever, we made it there, Derek following closely.

Lydia pointed to a baby. "That's the one, that's Alex. Isn't he just perfect?" she beamed at me.

"He is." I gave her a kiss on the forehead and turned back to the glass window. Derek was on my right looking as well at the baby.

At that moment a doctor came out and looked at Lydia and I. A blond guy, a sweet smile on his face, cute, a bit young looking but still very cute, obviously nothing like Derek, but still cute.

"Hi, you're here for which baby?" sweet smile still on his face.

"Alex" Lydia replied pointing at the baby.

"Ohh, he is the nurse's favorite. You want to go in? I can take you, but just one of you three. Sorry" he actually did look sorry about it.

"Oh you go in, I already held him." Lydia smiled brightly at me.

"Yeah, I'd like that." I turned to Derek "You don't mind? I'd be just a second." He nodded and I followed the doctor in.

He told me to wash my hands on a sink and gave me a green robe. We made it to where Alex was and he carefully lifted him up and placed him on my arms.

"Go show your friends" he said point with this chin to the glass window. I advanced carefully to the window and showed Derek and Lyds the baby. It was a bit weird being on the other end of the window.

I kept looking at Alex and was baffled on how beautiful he was, he was so tinny, looked so peaceful. Can't really describe the feeling of holding a child, no matter the age, and I knew this feeling must by ten times better if you knew the baby was yours. At this thought I looked at Derek, he was also looking at me intensively, and I smiled.

"Derek" I saw Lydia turn to Derek, I don't think they knew I could hear, but I could.

"I don't really know what's going on between you two" Derek turning to look at Lydia "he won't tell me, which is very disconcerting since he's my best friend. So can I ask you what exactly is going on between you two?"

I pretended to not hear anything and turned my eyes to Alex, smiling like I was doing a minute ago.

Derek was quiet for a second "I still don't know Lydia. All I know is I can't be away from him, I need him in my life."

I wasn't looking at them, but apparently the answer had been enough for Lydia.

"I've known him since we were seven," she began "he's been my best friend since we were 14. I've been with him through every good and shitty thing in his life, as he has been on mine. I can't even imagine what you've been through and I don't pretend for you to tell me, but I can say this: he has also been through hell and back and somehow his heart has been spared from breaking to no repair. I love him like a brother, like part of my soul, like a part of me and I swear to whatever power there is that if you so much as make him shed a single tear I will hurt you, I don't care who you are. Do I make myself clear?" I couldn't contain myself and I looked at Derek.

His face hard but understanding in his eyes. He nodded, still looking at her.

"So ready to go back?" I turned around and found the blond doctor smiling at me again.

"Yeah. Ready."

I gave Alex back and exited the room quietly. I found Lydia smiling like nothing had happen, Derek calmed as ever. It would seem I was the only one affected by their conversation.

Lydia once again laced her arm on my waist and guided me back to Allison's room and I turned to see Derek following a couple of steps behind.

"I know you heard that" she whispered to me, as we walked into the room.

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"Yeah, we should all leave; I mean Allison looks dead beat. No offence" smiling to Allison.

"Non taken" She smiled back to me.

Derek had behaved incredibly well for his lack of social skills. Ok, so he hadn't said a single word if not directly asked, and his constant frown was present the whole time, but he had staid and had not said a single word of discomfort or displeasure to anyone. So that was something.

"Yeah, we should all leave." Added Lydia, taking her purse "It's late."

I gave Scott a hug and Allison a kiss on the forehead. Then I touched little Alex foot as a goodbye. They had brought him in 15 minutes after we came back into the room.

Derek said his goodbyes too, again shaking Scott's hand and nodding to Allison.

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We were almost out of the hospital, Derek and Lydia next to me, when I collided with someone.

"Oh sorry" I apologized helping the person stand. It turned out to be the blond doctor.

"Ups, hi again. Sorry about that, I tend to get distracted. Did I hurt you or something?" His voice calm and apologetic.

"No, I'm good. See, all my limbs intact" standing straight and smiling.

He smiled back sheepishly. "Yeah, I can see that. I'm Isaac by the way" he extended a delicate hand to me. "Sorry about that, it just that"

"Stiles, Stiles Stilinski. And really, no worries" interrupting while shaking his hand.

His eyes got incredibly wide. "You're Randy's friend."

I was confused for nearly 5 seconds than it clicked.

"You're Randy's cousin! Right! The doctor! The one he's constantly trying to set me up with. I think his more like pimping me out now" brain-wire-mouth, you get the drift.

I heard Lydia chuckled behind me and Derek grunt.

Isaac turned bright red.

"Yeah, sorry about that. He tends to do that. I don't really have time to meet people," his right hand running through his hair in a childish way "so he has it like his personal goal to set me up with someone for good." He looked at me through his lashes with smile, his face still bright red. "So now you know how I look, at least it'll make your decision a bit easier." He chuckled nervously, was he flirting?

I heard Lydia whispering something and Derek grunt again.

"Urhmm, I… well.. ugrmm" I started. What the hell was I supposed to say to that?

"He's already in a relationship" said Derek putting an arm to my waist and flushing me to his chest.

I don't know whose eyes were bigger: Isaac's or mine.

"Oh, sorry about that. My mistake" Isaac quickly apologizing, yet again. "Of course. Right. It's just that Randy said that. It doesn't matter, I guess he doesn't know, I mean, yeah, I should just go" he said turning to me "leaving" his index finger pointing somewhere "Yeah, sorry about that." He almost made a run for it.

As soon as Isaac was out of sight Derek's hand relaxed and gave me room to turn around.

"Well that was a bit overly jealous of you" I wanted to laugh at him but he was looking at me angrily and I forgot my intension of making him blush.

"You know I'm still here guys. You can always have your little lover's quarrel in the car." The amusement clear in Lydia's tone.

Derek took a long breath and let go of me.

"Bye guys" Lydia gave me a kiss on the cheek and nodded at Derek "Nice Derek, didn't know you had it in you. Behave." The last word she said menacing, then she gave him a saccharine simile.

He nodded at her.

"Come on" he pulled me by the hand to the parking lot. He did not sound happy, at all. He practically shoved me in the passenger seat.

"Hey dude, no manhandling. Precious cargo here."

He closed his door loudly and pressed his forehead to the steering wheel grabbing it as well, his knuckles white from the force his hands were putting.

"Derek, are you ok?" I asked softly.

He was breathing loudly "No" another breath "just" another breath "What exactly is going on with you and that guy?"

"What?" his question hit me like a brick wall "are you fucking kidding me?"

"Just answer the fucking question Stiles"

"Nothing. I've never met the guy before in my life! You were there you heard him! Jeez! His some guy Randy's been trying to set me up with. It's nothing. Chill."

He was still breathing loudly.

"Derek, come on. You can get like this over some guy hitting on me."

Still nothing.

"What's wrong? Talk to me?" silence "Derek, come on."

"I don't like it!" he screamed. Jerking his head back and turning to me. "I didn't know what to do, I" his hand running through his hair "God" his hands pressing closed both his eyes. A long breath out of his mouth. "I haven't done this before ok. I've fucked some guys before whenever I get too horny to handle it, but I've never actually liked anyone, not like this." his eyes closed his hands buried in his hair.

I was too surprised to even talk. I took a couple of calming breaths.

"What do you mean? You like me?"

He turned to me like looking appalled "of course I like you. You think I do this with anyone?"

"I didn't mean that. i… I like you too… I just don't understand what wrong."

He didn't answer. Again just silently looking at the steering wheel.

"Derek, talk to me, please. I need to understand. Please."

An eternal silence later,

"I haven't gotten this close to anyone since I was 16, ok, and look where that got me. My family dead." He sounded broken, his hands pressing his eyes closed in a sign of frustration.

"I don't know if I can't trust you" his eyes opening and looking at me. He probably saw the hurt in my face with that last statement cause he quickly added "and it has nothing to do with you, ok. It's me. I can't trust people. I cant. I just. I" he closed his eyes again, taking long breaths though his mouth, his head pressed to the seat.

"What happened when you were 16?" I added slowly. I wasn't sure he was going to answer that.

He was silent for a long time. The air dense between us. Then he took a long breath and released it soundly, trembling. It was nerve breaking to see Derek, strong, willful, determined Derek Hale, just… broken.

"I thought I was in love with this girl. She was friends of the family, older" he started slowly, almost whispering. "She was great, we had fun together. It's just… I knew there was something missing." He stopped, and keep quiet a while, then releasing another long breath "You see, I figured out I liked… guys" he chuckled nervously "So I told her. She took it badly." He was frowning deeply at that thought, his head moving slowly from side to side, his eyes closed tightly.

"She said many things, it didn't matter at the moment, I knew I had to tell her, it was the right thing to do. Out of a whim she told my family, thinking they would turn their backs on me." He breathed out again "They scolded her and supported me. My sister she..." He took another big breath and kept quiet again for a couple of seconds.

"One day I was coming back from school. I had stayed late cause I had swim practice, and I...my house was on fire" his whole body was trembling "by the time I got there they were all nearly dead. She had bolted the doors and windows, they could not get out."

I bit my lips to not let out the yelp.

"I could hear their screams, you know? I could hear them burning. I could actually distinguish each one of the cries for help. I screamed back. I tried to get them out, I swear, but I couldn't get in the fire was too..." head resting again on the seat, eyes still closed.

"I couldn't prove it was her, I just knew. I told the police but they didn't believe me. Uncle Peter" taking another pause "He came back from a trip he was on, I don't really remember where he was, I guess it wasn't really important anyways, I told him, he... he believed me" he chuckled at this "everyone thought he was crazy from grief, accusing Kate of such thing. Somehow he convinced the police to set up a meeting with me and Kate, at a motel we usually went to; they wired me up and put cameras on the place" at this he opened his eyes and looked intensely at the steering wheel "I was to act as if nothing was wrong between us" he chuckled.

"I wanted to kill her, I wanted to rip her to pieces but I acted like nothing was wrong. She told me, she told me how I was the cause of my family's death, how she'd heard them scream, how she had bolted the doors, the windows, how my baby sister cried and screamed."

He paused again, this time his jaw tense "I asked her way she did it, she told me I did not deserve to be with anyone, I did not deserve to be loved by anyone so she took them away" a single tear running through his cheek. "They locked her right after."

"They found a video, you know?" he looked at me with a broken smile "She had made it while my family was burning. She confessed later on watching it every night to go to sleep. It gave her peace she said, the screams of my family gave her peace." He chuckled sadly at this and moved his head from side to side slowly "That's when I decided to lock myself in too." He breathed out loudly again, running both his hands through his hair and turned to look at me.

It took me a second to realize the sobs were coming from me. I didn't know what to say. I was horrified. My heart broken into million pieces. I couldn't believe he had been through that. All his life. God.

"You can start running now Stiles. You see... I'm broken" his soul bared to me, a broken smile on his lips.

"I'm not going anywhere." My voice breaking and my tears coming down faster.

He smiled nervously.

"I'm broken Stiles, I don't know how to. I don't know what to do. I've never." his lower lip was shaking.

"It's ok. We'll figure it out. You and me." I gently turned my body towards him, aware that I was still crying, my hand slowly making itself to his face "I'm not going anywhere" my face closer to his "I'm not going to hurt you." Looking intensively into his eyes.

He let out a shaky breath and in a swift moment captured my lips in his. We were kissing desperately, his hands buried in my hair, my hands pulling him closer by the collar of his shirt. I was so overwhelmed by all the emotions that my own fears emerged as well "Please don't leave me" I beg between kisses "Don't leave me Derek".

He stopped kissing me and looked at me; his hands to either side of my face, his thumb wiping the tears that where still making their way down. "I won't. I cant."

#$

We had stayed on the parking lot for over an hour, alternating between kissing and holding each other, until Derek decided, after a rude interruption from my stomach; that we needed to eat something. I agreed and checked myself on the mirror. My face was still bright red and my eyes were still a bit swallowed.

"We should probably get takeout" Derek added.

"Yeah" I said and smiled to my hands. "Derek?"

"Yeah?"

"Thank you" I looked at him sideways with a coy smile. At his confused look I added "for telling me."

He pressed his lips and nodded. Then took another breath and backed the car heading out.

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I opened my apartment door closely followed by Derek. We had decided to come to my place as Derek did not get a chance to see it the last time.

We had dinner at a small table I had in my kitchen, not really talking or anything, too many emotions had already been spilled tonight, nothing else was needed.

We didn't make love that night. I think we were both too emotionally spent. It wasn't the best day for our first time. I think we both knew that cause as we made our way to the bed we just lay there staring at each other not saying much.

Derek's hand was caressing my hair gently, his eyes focused on mine. "We should go to sleep"

I nodded and closed my eyes.

He circled my waist and brought me closer, my head on his chest, then gave me a kiss on the forehead. "Goodnight Stiles."

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I woke up to the feeling of someone watching me. Derek was standing on my side of the bed, his expression soft. He was already dressed in yesterday's suit and by the look of his wet hair, had taken a shower.

"I used your toothbrush. Just so you know"

"uhmm" was my only answer. I stretched to the limit, making an animalistic sound after I was done. "Good morning"

"Good afternoon I would say. It's 11:30 am" my eyes widen. I haven't slept this much since I was 18. "Wow. When did you wake up?"

"Around 8."

I looked at him confused "What have you been doing for so long. Why didn't you just wake me up?"

"It's ok. I watched the news. Made coffee. Made breakfast. Took a shower. Watched the news again. Answered a couple of mails from my phone. Made a couple of phone calls. Talked to Scott"

At this I sat quickly. "You talked to Scott?!"

"Well he kept calling you. Your phone was on mute. So I'm guessing Lydia gave him my number cause he called me. I told him you were sleeping" he was now taking a seat on the chair next to my bed.

"Was that the only thing you guys talked about?"

"No."

"Are you going to tell me?"

"No."

"I guessed as much." I pulled out of the covers and made my way to the bathroom to wash my face and my teeth. Smiling at the way he had 'fixed' my toothpaste and had pressed it all the way from the button.

I made my way to the living room and found Derek watching CNN.

"I don't think that channel has ever been used in this house until today."

He looked at me with a grin. I could totally get used to walking up like this.

I made it to the kitchen and poured some of the coffee he made. It tasted like crap; I needed to teach him how to make a decent coffee.

"How's the coffee?" he asked not even turning from the screen.

"Tastes like toxic waste" I said taking another sip.

"I know. I poured mine down the drain."

I took a seat next to him and he stiffed. Then he breathed out slowly. We still had a long way to go.

"Your job is so boring! You have to watch news all day, have to do math all day. It sucks big time."

He looked at me, relaxing a bit. "I like it. Gives me control. Numbers."

"I guess, but still." Turning to look at the screen with a disgusted look.

He took the coffee off my hands and placed it on the coffee table, then kissed me. "You taste like coffee, horrible coffee."

I smiled "Well I need to teach you how to make better coffee than." He smiled back.

#$

Derek had left around one, and after he left I decided to call Scott. We chatted and talked about Derek and I. He didn't really ask me too many questions; I guess Derek had probably answered a few.

I didn't do much that day. Didn't go to the office and ended up working from home.

At six something I received a message from Lydia telling me to go into Perez Hilton's page ASAP.

This did not sound like good news.

As soon as I opened the page I was greeted by a picture of Derek and me kissing in his car.

Fuck, Derek was going to kill me.

I read the article titled 'Derek Hale: Not so single anymore and totally batting for the other team'

Fucking Fuck, he was definitely going to kill me.

There were pictures of us hugging, of me touching his face, of every position we had been in that car, especially the kissing. The article explained how many witnesses had accounted seeing us together visiting Scott's new son, arriving together and leaving together. It also mentioned the event from a couple of days ago and how it was completely un-Derek like to bring a 'friend'. It talked a bit about me, only explaining the fact that I was co-owner of ScKi and that we had our offices on Hale Building.

Taking a big breath i grabbed my red hoodie and my keys, and headed out. I needed a walk. I needed to think. I mean, Derek has spent most of his life keeping his life private and I had totally fucked that up in just one night, ok maybe two nights. Still. I was so dead. I needed to write my will.

"Fuck!" I screamed from the top of my lungs while walking on the park. A couple of people looking at me funny. Whatever, they were not the ones getting brutally murdered today.

I got back home a couple of hour later, my head a little clearer. I mean it wasn't like I was making Derek kiss me or anything, he kissed me back; fuck most of those kisses were actually initiate by him. I mean, I couldn't be blame for this. Hopefully he would see my side.

As I walked out of the elevator the first thing I noticed was Derek pacing in front of my door. I froze. Fuck it was true, he was mad as hell. Oh God, he was here to break up with me, wasn't he? Or kill me.

He probably heard my heart going a mile a minute cause he suddenly looked up straight to me. His eyes huge.

I gulped and started walking towards him. Derek was frowning.

"I called you" harshly said.

I gulped again, yeap he was definitely going to kill me. "I forgot my phone" giving him a small smile.

I was shaking so much that I couldn't put the key inside the keyhole to open the damn door. What was I so afraid of? I mean he was not really going to kill me, I didn't do anything. HE's just going to tell me to go fuck myself and leave.

Right, that's what I was so afraid of: my constant fear of abandonment. Jesus, what a couple we made.

He took the keys from my hands and in no time had the door open. He grabbed me by the arm and pulled me in, dropping me on the sofa.

"Don't do that again" again with a harsh tone.

"I didn't do anything! It wasn't my fault there were paparazzis there! I didn't know!" I pleaded.

He on the other hand looked plain confused. "What? Stiles what the hell are you talking about?"

My eyes got larger then frying pans. "What are you talking about?" yeah, great comeback.

"The fact that you disappeared without telling anyone! You nearly gave me a heart attack, what part of I'm 'dysfunctional' didn't you get?" he said the last part signaling himself.

"Oh" finally catching up "ohhhh! You're mad cause I left my phone!" I looked at the time it was 9:52pm. "ohh you probably called me at 8:30, shit. I just forgot" I started laughing hysterically. "oh God I thought you were mad at me."

He looked alarmed and a bit distant "Why?" a bit too distant for my liking.

"Because of the photos on the web? Of us? Kissing?"

"Why would I get mad about that?" he looked at me like I was the most stupid person in the world. I probably was.

"I don't know!" I got up from the sofa and started pacing the room. Mimicking his previous actions. Apparently he was going to do what I was doing as well cause he went to where I was sitting and sat down.

"I don't know. I'm also a dysfunctional person if you haven't noticed, ok. I thought you were mad and going to leave me or something."

I looked at him and he was looking at me like I had grown a third eye.

I chuckled. "We make a really lousy couple, you know?"

He was smiling. "We do, don't we?"

He pulled me from one leg onto the sofa then in one quick move he was on top of me "So you got afraid cause you thought I was mad?" he said a bit too cocky.

"Nooo, as that would imply I was afraid of you. I was afraid cause I thought you were going to leave me. That's I whole other type of paranoia."

He was nuzzling my neck, his tongue darting out and liking the spot right below the ear. "I'm not leaving you, ever." Placing small kisses on my neck "you're mine now." He bit softly the part where shoulder and neck meet.

"Don't you sound all like a mated Alpha" to my defense I was not thinking clearly, and I get geeky when I don't think clearly.

He chuckled at this and finally captured my lips in his. I think it is safe to say that night we did ended up making love.

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And here we are: the end. Or is it?

Love

Seida.