"Derek?" I scream when I rush outside. Both him and Scott were stood, watching something.
"He's gone." I say when Derek comes to my side. "Who?" He asks and I sigh. "Stiles. Stiles has it and... and he took off... he doesn't even know yet. He left half way through the scan." I say and Derek sighs. "Nia I'm so sorry." He says and I sigh.
"Oh my god, is that Issac?" I ask lookimg behind Derek.
I rush over to Issac on the floor with Derek beside me.
Derek checks his pulse then looks at me with worried eyes. "No pulse. He's not breathing." Derek says. "Get him up." I say to Derek and he does exactly that.
Someone rushes over with a stretcher and takes him inside and I just watch them.
"We need to get out of here. We need to talk." Derek says and I look up at him confused. "I need to find Stiles." I say and he sighs. "I know, but we need to talk first." Derek says and I shake my head no.
"I need to find Stiles." I say and he sighs. "Let your dad and the cops deal with it. I seriously need to talk to you." He says and I sigh. "Well it better not take long." I say and he grabs my hand and leads me to our cars.
"Meet me at my place?" He asks and I nod.
When I get to the loft, Derek pulls up beside me.
"Carry me?" I ask once he gets out of his car. "Only because I pity you." He says throwing me over one shoulder.
"This isn't what I meant." I complain as he walks me up the far too many steps. "Yeah well it's what you're getting so stop complaining." He says and I roll my eyes.
He throws me down on the bed and shrugs his jacket off. "Derek... my brother just got diagnosed with the same thing that killed my mom. I'm not in the mood to have sex." I say and he turns to me confused.
"Talk then bitch." I say and take my leggings off and leaving me in just his t-shirt.
"It's about Stiles and the nogitsune. You know, the thing that the Oni attacked us all for." Derek says and I nod. "Go on." I say climbing off of the bed and heading to grab something to eat.
"Stiles doesn't have frontemporal dementia Nia." Derek says and I raise an eyebrow. "I saw the scan." I say and he shrugs.
"I don't know how the scan read that he has frontemporal dementia, but I promise you he doesn't." He says and I sigh. "I don't gwt what you're trying to say." I say sitting on a chair whilst eating some cookies.
"Stiles doesn't have dementia, because he's the nogitsune. It didn't make sense to me why you were attacked that night at the party. But you were. But now it does make sense. We're constantly around Stiles, who is the nogitsune." Derek says.
I raise from the chair and just leave the cookies there. I grab my leggings and put them back on as fast as possible.
"What are you doing?" Derek asks and I look up at him. "Are you serious? I just found out my brother's gonna die, the same way my mom did. I get if you're trying to cheer me up or whatever but this is a really sick way to do so." I say walking over to my shoes.
"Nia, I'm not joking." Derek says holding my shoulders. "Yes you are." I say and he shakes his head no. "I promise you I'm not. I swear to you that im not lying." Derek says and I sigh and lean forward to put my head on his chest.
"Just tell me your lying." I say against his chest. "I can't." He says and I sigh.
"Well isn't this the world's shittest day. Jesus Christ." I say grabbing my shoes.
"Where you going?" He asks and I shrug. "To look for Stiles." I say and he looks up at me.
"Come to bed with me Nia." He says and I groan. "Tempting." I say and he takes his t-shirt off making me groan again.
"That's not fair." I say solemnly looking at his abs. "Come to bed with me Nia." He repeats. "Really, really tempting. But I need to find Stiles." I say and head for the door when I hear him take his belt off.
"Are you trying to seduce me into staying?" I ask turning to look at him just in his boxers. "Is it working?" He asks and I groan. Hell yes it is. Am I gonna tell him that? No.
"Come on Nia, I know you aren't in the mood but we can just go to bed. Just get some sleep and I swear I'll help you find him myself." Derek says and I sigh.
"Fine." I say taking my leggings off and leaving my shoes. I climb into bed with Derek and turn to face him.
"Stiles is really hurting all these people?" I ask and he frowns. "Not Stiles. Whatever the hell is inside him." Derek says and I nod. I kiss his cheek and then roll over so we can spoon.
"I promised to take care of them. I know I'm not supernatural like you or anything but I promised to take care of them and I want to do that. I promised to love them and make sure they know I'm always there for them." I say as Derek rubs my side, smoothly.
"But someone needs to take care of you too. Someone needs to remind you that you aren't supernatural and can't do a million things at once. You need to know you're loved and that someone will always be there for you." Derek says and I shrug.
"Let me take care of you and remind you." Derek says and I turn my head to face him. "But what about you? Do you want me to be that person for you too?" I ask and he shrugs and squeezes my waist with him arms.
"I have Peter." He teases and I laugh. "Don't worry, I got your back bro." I say and he rolls his eyes. "You're a pain in my ass." He says and I smile. "I'm so sorry." I say.
****
Two days of pure hell.
Stiles has been missing for those two days.
Me and Derek have been looking for him everywhere.
We would take breaks to sleep, but also to see if they would let us in to see Issac. Unfortunately, they wouldn't.
I also took some time off of work because how would I ever be able to manage that alongside everything going on.
Last night, there was an 'amitter' (well thats what Derek called it) of one of the Argent's in the loft.
So after throwing our clothes on this morning, I dropped him off there before heading home to check for Stiles.
"Stiles?" I call as I walk through the front door. "Stiles?" I shout again, hoping for an answer, but there was no answer.
I head up to Stiles room and check his bedroom, nothing. Bathroom, nothing. Dad's room, nothing. My room, nothing.
The house was completely empty.
I sat at the table and just began to cry. I don't even care about crying anymore. I feel awful because my little brother is missing.
My phone buzzes and I jump for it.
Dad- running track. Now!
I grab my keys and jump in my car and head straight to the running track.
I pull in behind dad's car as I see him talking to Stiles. Thank god.
I jump out of my car and ran into Stiles arms, no joke. He was taken back the second I hugged him, but was quick to throw his arms back around me.
I pull back from the hug and punch his chest. "You're a dick you know? You gave me a heart attack. We've been worried sick. Just stop going missing, please." I plead and he nods. "Okay." He agrees and I take a breath of relief.
"Nia... something just came over the radio." Dad says and him and Stiles exchange looks. "What?" I ask and he sighs.
"Derek was arrested by Agent McCall." Dad says and my eyes widen. "What?" I ask and he nods. "For fuck sake." I groan.
"You, don't run off again. Call me frequently. I need to sort this shit out." I say before hugging him again and then hugging dad.
I climb into my car and head straight for the Sheriff's station.
When I get in there, Derek was hancuffed to a bench and so was Argent.
"Oh this is a fucking joke." I say when I see them chained up. "No Nia it's fine." Derek says and I roll my eyes. "No it fucking isn't." I say and slam my hands on someone's desk.
"Get me Agent McCall now!" I demand and he nods and gets up to run to an office.
"Nia, how are you?" He asks and I glare at him. "I better not be seeing this correctly." I say pointing at Derek chained up. "You are..." Agent McCall says confused.
"Are you fucking messing with me?" I yell and everyone looks at us. "Why don't you come with me into my office." He says and I roll my eyes and follow him into his office.
"I understand that you're going through a tough time at the moment." He says and I scoff. "Yeah just a bit. But you know what, let's just lock her boyfriend up as well. Who even cares at this point? God what did I do in a past life to deserve this mess?" I ask and he looks at me as though he's worried.
"What's he in for?" I ask running a hand over my face. "Murder." Agent McCall says taking a seat. "Well he would never have time to do that, he's always with me. Fucking hell, he may as well be my own personal leech of time. We're quite literally attached at the hip." I say and he raises an eyebrow.
"Are you admitting to help commit a crime?" He asks and I start laughing. A hysterical laugh. The type of laugh that makes people look crazy. Until I stopped and looked him dead in the eye.
"Where the hell did you get that from?" I ask banging my hands on his desk. "You have it out for me. I don't remember when I pissed in your cereal but it was a fucking accident." I say and he sighs.
"Please calm down." He says and I scoff. "Let them go." I say and he sighs. "Can't do that." He says and I roll my eyes. "Didn't think you could." I say sighing.
"What's their bail?' I ask and he shrugs. "Hasn't been decided yet." He says and I roll my eyes. "You're a shit person, you know that?" I ask and he sighs.
I walk out of the office and people seemed to be in a rush.
"Hey, how'd you get out of them?" I ask pointing at the handcuffs. "They let us out." Chris says as Derek ignores.
"What's going on?" I ask and he turns from looking inside my dad's office, to me. "Get down!" He yells before slamming me down to the floor and covering my body with his.
Ouch.
****
"Nia. Nia get up." Dad says and I groan. "Nia." Derek groans and my eyes flicker open.
"She's okay." Stiles says and grabs my hand. "Of course I am." I groan and sit up.
"Ouch, are you alright?" I ask Derek and he just nods. "I'll heal." He says and I stand up.
Scott and Stiles leave and I start picking glass out of Derek's back. "You should leave." Dad says and I turn to Derek. "But Derek's arrested." I say and he sighs. "Just get out of here for now." He says and we rush outside, to my car.
I continue to pick thr glass out of his back so he can heal properly. "You know what would help?" He asks as I put another piece of glass on the dashboard.
"What?" I ask. "Sex." He says and I roll my eyes. "Well yeah probably. Plus you're going to jail. God knows how long I'm going to have to wait." I say and he laughs.
"Come on, let's go home. To my place." I say once all the glass was out of his back. "And we can have sexy time before you get arrested again." I say patting his shoulder.