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  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Choose_Not_To_Use_Archive_Warnings, Graphic_Depictions_Of_Violence, Rape/
      Non-Con, Underage
  Category:
      M/M, Other, Multi, F/M, F/F
  Fandom:
      Teen_Wolf_(TV)
  Relationship:
      Derek_Hale/Stiles_Stilinski, Derek_Hale/Sheriff_Stilinski, Sheriff
      Stilinski/Stiles_Stilinski, Derek_Hale/Sheriff_Stilinski/Stiles
      Stilinski, Allison_Argent/Scott_McCall, Isaac_Lahey/Scott_McCall, Allison
      Argent/Isaac_Lahey/Scott_McCall, Kira_Yukimura/Malia_Tate
  Character:
      Stiles_Stilinski, Derek_Hale, Sheriff_Stilinski, Scott_McCall, Allison
      Argent, Isaac_Lahey, Chris_Argent, Vernon_Boyd, Erica_Reyes, Original
      Female_Character(s), Malia_Tate, Kira_Yukimura
  Additional Tags:
      Parent/Child_Incest, Mates, Witches, Curses, Child_Abuse, Childhood
      Sexual_Abuse, water_sports, Rape/Non-con_Elements, Past_Abuse
  Series:
      Part 2 of Gif_Fics
  Stats:
      Published: 2013-12-10 Updated: 2015-05-26 Chapters: 4/? Words: 14815
****** A Fucking Curse ******
by emrys90
Summary
     How far would you go for the ones you love? Derek and Sheriff
     Stilinski will find out when a Witch Curses Stiles.
Notes
     Okay to cover my bases: No I don't mind Incest as long as its Fan
     Fiction. If your into it in real life I'm not judging you. No I don't
     have a Beta so all mistakes are my own. I own nothing but the plot
     and OC's. Think that covers all.
See the end of the work for more notes
***** The Binding *****
    'Must find him. He is all I have left. Why would she take him? What's her
plan?' All this ran through Stiles' mind as he drove deep in the preserve. He
was meeting the pack to look for the Witch that has taken the Sheriff.
 
    "Dude your thinking out loud again. We already know she wants to make Derek
suffer. Best way for that to happen is to fuck with you. That's why she has
your father. Dont worry bro, we're a pack and we will save him." Scott said
next to him.
 
    "Scott's right you know. We will save him one way or another. Plus it's
what, one Witch right?" Isaac said from the backseat. Scott nodded and he
continued, "See one Witch what's the worse that could happen?" Isaac said while
bitting into a red apple.
 
    "Isaac, where did you get that apple?" Stiles asked when he heard the
crunch.
 
    "I phond iz back-" Isaac started with the apple still being chewed.
 
    "I didn't have an apple or any fruit in here." Stiles said cutting off
Isaac.
 
    "What do you me..an..." Stiles looked back to see his eyes roll to the back
of his head and fall back against the seat.
 
    "What the fuck! Issac wake up! Stiles what's wrong with him?" Scott said
with a kicked puppy face.
 
    "Kiss him." Stiles answered while pulling onto a small beaten dirt path.
 
    "What? No I'm not kissing him! He is a boy! You might love kissing Derek
and every boy you get with in between your break-ups, but not me. All I need is
Allison." Scott said backing up till his back was against the dashboard.
 
    "Fine when Derek asks why his head Beta looks like he is dead, I'm pointing
at you. I will let everyone know you wouldn't kiss him to save his life."
Stiles said pulling up to two other cars.
 
    "Fine. Go distract them." Scott said moving to the back.
 
    Stiles moved out and closed the door. He pulled his cellphone out and
pointed it at the Jeep. He recored it as Scott leaned down and kissed Isaac. He
knew Isaac would love this, a memory of his first kiss with Scott.
 
    Scott pulled off and moved away from Isaac, unaware that Stiles was
recording the small smile he hid when Isaac coughed. Stiles stop the recording
and walked to the small group. Derek was pointing at a map as Chris shaked his
head. Allison and Erica were watching the forest line while Boyd watches the
cars.
 
    He smirked when Stiles walked up to him and Stiles nodded. He knew Boyd
would want a copy. Derek looked up when he heard Stiles and gave a small smile.
Chris gave him a nod as he looked over the map. Most of it was filled with 'X's
and two spots were clear.
 
    "So we have two areas to look over. Unfortunately both have Mountain Ash
and there might be two or more Witch's helping out Letty." Chris said ponting
at the empty spots.
 
    "Okay then how about Derek, Allison, Isaac and Erica will take the left
one. Chris, Scott, Boyd and I will take the right. We are not going to argue
about who goes with what. This is the way we can check both areas and each team
has people that balance each other out." Stiles said pulling a gun from his
holster.
 
    "Fine. You heard him get in your teams." Derek said pushing off the car and
walking away to the left area.
 
    "Thanks for the herbs Sty. Scott told me you gave him the powder to wake me
up and told him to wait for me to recover. I heard what team I'm going with. Be
safe okay." Isaac said and then ran after Derek.
 
Xxxxx
 
    "I fucking hate Izzy right now!" Stiles hissed at Scott as another wolf
lunged at him. It turns out the Witch had two packs of Werewolves stuck in the
barrier for two months. Stiles could see his dad hanging by his hands and the
witch commanding the packs.
 
    Scott grunted as he was takled to the ground. Stiles whispered a few words
and blew on some green dust that was in his hand. The dust went into the face
of a wolf running up to him. The wolf fell head first to the ground and started
yelping in pain.
 
    Stiles looked up as Chris took out two more wolves and Boyd was drenched in
the blood of his kills. Scott knocked out the wolf and they both headed to the
Witch. Just before they got to a second barrier two Alphas got in their way.
 
    "So you take the one on the right and I got the left?" Stiles asked Scott
as he started to shift to his Beta forum. He lunged at the Alpha to the right
and started to hold his own. The Alpha on the left took two steps towards
Stiles and let out a roar.
 
    The Alpha jumped up and was ready to shread Stiles when a blonde flash
knocked him out of the way. Stiles looked up and saw Isaac over him, "Did you
really think I was going to let you have all the fun?"
 
    "I honestly don't see where this is fun Izzy. Get your little Werewolfy ass
over there and help your Mate." Stiles whispered as Isaac blushed. He got up
and ran to help Scott. He looked over and saw Allison helping her father and
Erica helping Boyd.
 
    He looks around for the other Alpha when a huge wolf falls at his feet. He
looks up and sees Derek's dangly bits above his head. He was all
Werewolviefied. Just the way Stiles likes him.
 
    "Go. Save your dad Sty." Derek managed to say through his  snout. He lunged
for the other Alpha, stabbing one clawed paw right through his shoulder.
 
    Stiles got up and jumped over the second barrier. He looked behind him and
a Beta ran up to attack him only to be pushed back and then got up to pounded
on the air. He was about to say something when a arrow protruded from his
mouth. The Beta fell dead and Allison was nocking another arrow on her bow.
 
    Stiles ran up to his dad, only to be flung backwards and landing on his
back. Letty walked from behind the tree and smirked, "Well look what we have
here an Alpha's Mate. Tell me Stiles, do you love your dad?"
 
    Stiles just staired daggers into her as she continued, "Would you do
anything for your father? Would you...how do I put it...die for him? What would
you do to save him?" She asked as she kneels down next to Stiles.
 
    Stiles stuggled to get up, but it was useless. He looked at his father who
was unconscious now. He glared back at Letty and answered her, "I would die for
him. He is my father you crazy bitch! I will do anything, just let him go."
 
    "Even lets say...become my slave and do everything I say with no question?"
She asked as she let her long nails slither down his chest.
 
    "Yes."
 
    "How about if I said to kill your best friend or your Mate. Or what if I
said to kill each member of your pack and save the Alpha for last? Would you do
that just to save your father?" She asked teaing his shirt off.
 
    "Yes. Yes to all of it. He is my only living relative. I can't loose him to
this supernatural bull shit." Stiles said with all the hate he could muster up
in a glare.
 
    "You know why I am doing all this don't you?" She asked.
 
    "No I have no clue." Stiles said as he shived in the cold October air.
 
    "Well then that's how you will stop this curse."
 
    "What curse?"
 
    "The one I'm about to put on you." She said as she started to carve into
his chest through his shirt.
 
    Stiles cried out in pain as the woman carved into him. He could barley
recognise the words she spoke while cutting into him. His body felt on fire as
she finished the second glyph. As she continued he felt something snapping and
reshaping in him. He heard a howl of pain and tried to look towards it.
 
    Derek was on the floor withering in pain clawing at his chest. Allison and
Chris tried to come help Stiles, but they got repealed away. Allison started to
shoot arrows while Chris shot his pistol. Unfortunately none of them penetrated
the barrier.
 
    "There all finished, what do you think?" She asked as she held up a mirror.
 
    Stiles looked with horror as he tried to read the glyphs. Then they started
to fade away. She got up and ripped off the Sheriff's shirt. She whispered some
words and he awoke. He looked around frantic and his eyes fell on his son,
"Stiles get out of here now. Shes crazy!"
 
    "Oh Sheriff how you wound me. Plus he can't get up till I let him. Now lets
complete this curse shall we." She started writing the same glyphs on his chest
and he cried out in pain. By the end he was slumped back and murmuring.
 
    Stiles tried to say something, but everytime he tried it got caught in his
throat. He was forced to watch her deal pain on to his father and couldn't do
shit about it.
 
    Once she was done, she snapped her fingers and Stiles got up while the
Sheriff fell down to the ground. Stiles ran to him and cradled his head on his
lap. "What did you do?"
 
    "Well now you and your father are bound. The only way to break it is to
find out why I'm doing this. Oh and if you don't get what you need every week
for two days you will pay for it. Slowly you will lose your memories, then you
will forget who people are. After your brain is like a new born you will slowly
die. Every day is another year off your life."
 
    "What is it that I need twice a week?" Stiles asked holding his dad close.
 
    "What you take from your Alpha." She said walking to the tree and snapping
her fingers.
 
    Derek felt the barrier fall and charged into the field. He reached Letty
and gripped her around the neck. She started choking and he thrusted her
against the tree. Stiles flew back and was suspended in mid air all the while
choking on thin air.
 
    "Derek drop her!" Chris said running up to Derek and grabbing his arm.
"Derek look your hurting Stiles."
 
    Derek looked over and saw his Mate. He let the witch go and she fell to the
ground, soon after Stiles fell with her. Both of them slumped to the floor. The
Witch looked up and whizzed out, "I bound myself to your Mate. What ever
befalls me gets him too."
 
    "What. Do you. Mean?" Stiles managed to say.
 
    "I mean little Druid, that if you don't get with your father you will die.
If you succeed and win then you live, that is if your Alpha doesn't kill you or
your dad. Hell his instincts might kill you both." She said with a smile.
 
    "What dies she mean your instincts and...WOAH WOAH HOLD UP! SLEEP WITH MY
DAD?! ARE YOU FUCKING NUTS! THAT'S WRONG ON SOO MANY LEVELS!" Stiles yelled as
he finally understood what she ment.
 
    "You sick twisted perverted ass bitch! Wait till I figure out how to get
out of this and unbind us. I will cut you nice and slow that even the Psychos
we took down would be proud!" Stiles said running up to her and punching her on
the jaw. Stiles staggered back at the invisible force that hit him on the jaw.
 
    "Little Druid I suspect we will meet again. Till then Blessed Be." She said
snapping her fingers and puffing off into thin air.
***** Second Mate!? *****
Chapter Summary
     Trigger Warning on Isaac Lahey and Scott Scene; its not them to but
     what he shows Scott. Child Abuse, Child molestation, Water spots and
     ganged rape. Skip if one of these are your trigger.
Chapter Notes
     So this is a Warning: Rape, Child Abuse, Water Sports, Non-
     Consensual. Anyone who has a trigger with any of this please just
     skip the Scene with Scott and Isaac. I own nothing but plot and OCs.
     Enjoy and Blessed Be.
See the end of the chapter for more notes
Stiles was staring at the camera and hit the little red button on the remote.
The red LED started blinking on the side of the camera. He took a breath and
started talking.
"Hey there. If you’re watching this then it means you started to lose your
memory and can't remember why. Well it all started when a Witch kidnapped our
dad. To get back at our Mate, the Witch casted a curse on both dad and I."
"She created a different bond between us. Apparently our dad has to fuck and
then cum in us to keep us...in tactic. If he doesn't then we will lose more
than just memories. Unfortunately our Mate has instincts that would kill
whoever touches us down there."
"The way to break the curse is to find out why she's doing this. The pact and
everyone else that was there is helping. Don't freak out now okay. Our Mate,
Derek Hale, is doing the best he can. Most times he looks all brooding and
pissed at the world."
"But deep down he is a softy. He will do anything to help the people close to
him. What we are going through will test him in ways none of us ever imagined.
So work with him. Dad too of course."
"In the end, just pretend Derek is fucking you. I know it won't be easy for any
of us, but trust the pack. They will always be there for you."
Stiles clicked the button again and put it away once it was turned off.
::::::
Derek heard everything that Stiles recorded. The Sheriff was sitting down,
drinking his third cup of Irish Coffee and trying to process the situation. The
scent of pain, disgust, anger and oddly arousal was seeping out of him.
Derek couldn't take it and spoke up, "So what you like the idea of fucking your
son?"
"Why would you say that?"
"The hint of arousal in your scent gave you away."
"I was umm...actually thinking of you." He said blushing.
Derek was shocked at that. He knows Stiles must have gotten his genes from one
side of his family. But the Sheriff...no. Derek cleared his throat and looked
away, "Well that...uh that wasn't what I thought you might say. I need...I need
to go. Tell him I went to look for clues."
Derek practically ran out of the house and into the woods. He ran as far as he
could, well as far as the Hale territory would allow. He didn't know what to
do, one hand if Stiles doesn't get...with his dad then they will lose him. But
if he does it, who knows what he would do to the Sheriff or Stiles for that
matter. It was his mate. HIS, no one else's to touch!
Derek couldn't stand it and punched the side of a huge boulder. The boulder
started to crack and blood was splashed around it. Derek looked at his crunched
up fist as blood dripped off of exposed bone. He sat down with his back against
the boulder and watched it slowly heal.
He was so distracted that he didn't noticed anyone walking up to him. The snap
of a twig got his attention, unfortunately the girl was already close enough to
strike. "Hold up wolfy, I'm not here to harm you."
"Said the girl with a thick layer of clothing, a mask on and a samurai sword on
her back." Derek deadpanned her.
"Well I guess you have been around Mr. Stilinski long enough to get a sense of
sarcasm. Look I know about the witch you seek." The woman said placing her
sword on the ground.
Derek watched as a coyote jumped from over his head and landing next to the
woman. He watched as she started to shift into a young girl, around Stiles' age
and butt ass naked. The other woman removed her mask and first layer of
clothing.
She was also around Stiles' age and was Asian. She had fair skin and a single
Electric Blue highlight in her Obsidian Black hair. The other girl had brown
hair and a light tan, he also noticed the birth mark on her hip.
"So do you want our help or not Derek Hale?" The Coyote asked as she added the
clasps at the center of her robe.
"First off who are you two and why do you want her?" Derek said flexing his
hand to check if everything fell back into place.
"I'm Kira Yukimura and she killed my best friend Shigeki. This is Malia Tate,
the witch-"
"The witch forced me to change and kill my own mother and baby sister. Then she
forced me to kill my father because he chose to stay with my mother then with
her." Malia said, cutting off Kira, with so much rage behind her words.
"How long ago was that?" Derek asked looking Malia in the eyes.
"Almost nine years ago, I was eight. Who forces an eight year old girl to kill
her whole family?" Malia said as her eyes flashed bright Electric Blue.
"So how did you two meet?"
"I was stuck in my Coyote state because of my sorrow, ran as far as my paws
would take me and collapsed outside of a harbor in Seattle. There I meet a
young woman who took me in and soon took me on her boat. Two months, three
weeks and four days later we set sail to Japan." Kira and Malia sat down and
Derek followed.
"After arriving at Japan I could have sworn I saw that witch. I took off
without hesitation and ran far away from the harbor. I ran following a shadow
till I passed out deep in the forest."
"That’s when I came into the picture. My friend and I were walking the trails
when we found her. She was dehydrated and starving. After we brought the pup
home my father through a fit, but after begging and help from Grandmother, he
agreed." Kira said with a long face.
"The witch appeared soon after and told my father to kill the coyote or she
will kill us. He refused and she attacked, Shigeki jumped in the way and died.
My Grandmother was a high priestess at one time and scared her off. That’s when
she turned Malia back to her human state and she explained her story."
"After that my father raised her as his own, Grandmother trained her to control
her Coyote and now we are seeking revenge." Kira said with a sad smile and a
hand placed gently on Malia's thigh.
Malia looked up and smiled back. They both remembered Derek was there and
looked away while pulling their own hands back to their laps.
"So where do we start?"
::::::
"Where is Derek?" Stiles asked as he entered the living room.
"Said something about looking for clues. Son...we umm...have to talk about err
you know." The Sheriff struggled to get out.
"About what dad? How I'm supposed to feel getting tucked by my own father? How
my Mate would likely kill you for doing it? Or maybe how if I don't do this I
could lose who I am all together!" Stiles said yelling while his eyes glosses
and starts to cry.
"Tell me dad how am I supposed to do this! H-how am I-I-I'm I supposed to feel
about this, or-or how I'm s-supposed to feel when the pack looks at me? They
will know if not by memory, then by scent!" Stiles stuttered out in between
sobs.
Stiles felt his dad get near him and he shoved himself back, "No...please I
need space. I need...I need...where's Derek?"
Stephen looked at him with his head slightly tilted, "Son I just told you, he
went hunting, for clues."
"Oh...okay, look dad, we uh...need to talk." He said sitting as far away as he
could from his dad.
"I agree, but I don’t want to push the issue." Stephen said sitting in his lazy
boy on the other end of the room.
"Well...I mean besides how wrong this is, I would essentially die if we
don't...you know." Stiles didn't finish his sentence. Instead he opted for
making hand gestures, with his left he made a circle and his right was closed
in a fist except for his pointer. It was going in and out of the circle.
Stephen gulped and looked away, "Yeah I know, they told me."
"I know I could take it...I don’t want to...but not now. I have to worry about
Derek killing you." Stiles said looking away.
"Derek wouldn't...would he? Oh God you are His Mate, oh fuck...yeah I agree not
now. Hopefully not any time in this life time. Your...your my son and an
Alpha's Mate." Stephen said as the gravity of the situation truly dawned on
him.
At first he thought that fucking his son was the worst possible thing that
could happen. But now that he knows that Derek might lose himself to his
instinct and kill him. "Look we will keep searching for that Bitch and make her
fix this."
Suddenly there was a knock at the door.
::::::
"So what do y'all think about this fucked up predicament he is in?" Allison
asked as Scott sat between her and Isaac.
Scott took a slice of pizza and started eating in when Isaac's hand brushed
across his exposed thigh. Dam Stiles, why did he have to send let alone take a
video of him kissing Isaac. Hell it wasn't even Isaac who showed him, it was
Erica.
Allison saw it and laughed. Then she didn't text him for a day. Later that
night he got a video message from Allison of her and Isaac kissing, only Isaac
wasn't that into it. Now he touched and observed a lot. Scott could feel
himself wanting to recuperate the feelings, but he is still into Allison a
hundred percent.
"What part, the witch cursing Stiles or the part where Derek might kill the
Sheriff?" Isaac asked before he chomped on his slice.
"Well all of it. Could you imagine getting fucked by your dad Isaac or yours
Scott? Because I will say my dad looks good for his age, I could never
do...that with him." Allison said looking a little sick.
Scott spat out his food and coughed a bit. Isaac put his slice down and left
the room. At the sound of a closing door Scott looked up and then to Allison
with a questioning look. "You should go see if he is okay. You he would open up
to, just make sure he is okay."
Scott got up and walked to the door. Just as he grabbed the door handle Allison
spoke up, "Scott. I’m okay with it you know. If you want to you know, date him
too. I’m okay with my boyfriend having a boyfriend, just no sex till were at an
okay place okay."
Scott couldn't believe what he heard, Allison was okay with being in a three
way relationship. He admired her strong will and stronger heart. He smiled and
nodded as he left the room.
Downstairs Scott ran into Erica and Boyd. "He left to his hidden special
place." Erica said.
"Stiles' house. Take care of him will you." Boyd said with a stern face.
Scott didn’t hesitate as he ran out the door, down the flight of stairs because
the elevator was too slow and out the parking lot. He saw Isaac running in the
distance.
Scott took off and let the wolf take over. On all fours he chased Isaac
throughout the Preserve. They got to the giant gorge and Isaac took the jump
after a slight hesitation. Scott took the opportunity and jumped it full speed,
landing right in front of Isaac.
"Isaac stop!" Scott yelled to stop the boy from running. Isaac back pedaled and
looked away, he refused to even look at Scott. "Hey whatever bugged you, you
can tell me. Izzy come on man just look at me."
Isaac slowly turned and looked at him. His eyes were red from crying and his
nose was tinged red. He sniffled and took a deep breath, letting it out slowly.
Scott recognized what he was doing because Stiles does it when he needs to stop
a pending panic attack.
He reached out with his right hand grabbed Isaac by the shoulder and with his
left he placed gently at the back of the neck. He pulled Isaac close and rocked
softly, "Shh Izzy calm down. Follow my heart beats okay. Just slowly breathe in
on the fourth beat and breathe out on the eighth."
After some time Isaac finally calmed down enough to push Scott away. "You know
I’m here for you right. If you ever need to talk, I won't judge you or
anything." Scott said as he moved in closer. "Izzy, whatever it is, I'm here."
*Flashback*
"I'm Not Camden or Mom! I'm Isaac Daddy!" Isaac said as his father punched him
in the face and shoved him face first into the wall.
"I don’t think I gave you permission to talk did I? Your whomever I want you to
be. If I want to pass my pussy boy around with my friends then I will. Your
Daddies Bitch Boy, if I want to i could make you drink my piss got that Bitch!"
Mr. Lahey said as he ripped Isaac's gym shorts down in one swift movement.
He didn't prep his son as he shoved his dick into his ten year old son. Isaac
let out a silent scream, partly because the pain was too much to make a sound,
but mostly because he knew if he made a noise it would be much worse.
"Dam Lisa your so tight, God I want to fuck you all night!" Mr. Lahey said as
he pulled out all the way and shoved in roughly.
"Your loosening up the boy for us Jim?" Said a voice Isaac recognized. He
glanced over and saw his 'God Father' Jerry McDougall, his father's best friend
Kenneth Johnson and his friend's father Mr. Daehler. All of them naked and all
hard.
"Fuck I love it when they cry. I don’t mind a little water works and slobber
while gagging on my dick." Kenneth said while tugging on his balls.
"Chill Kenneth, we all know Daehler gets to gag the boy. After all he is the
one with the fatter prick." Jerry said as he reached over and tried to squeeze
Daehler's large dick. Daehler blushed slightly as he wiggled his hips at the
pressure.
"If you too don't fucking call her Lisa, you won’t fuck her." Jim said as he
thrusted so hard, it made Isaac see black spots as his head banged on the wall.
Jim grunted and Isaac felt his father empty his seed in him.
He pulled out and shoved Isaac on the ground, pulling his head back and slapped
him real hard. "Open up Lisa." He said as he shoved his flaccid dick near
Isaac's mouth. Isaac noticed it was lightly layered with sperm and blood.
"Clean in now!" Jim said as he slapped Isaac again.
Isaac started to lap at his father's limp dirty cock. After he was done he
looked up and Jim forced his mouth open. Next he knew his father was pissing in
his mouth, "Drink up, you have other men who need to piss as well."
Knowing he had no way out, he followed orders.
*Present*
Isaac didn’t realize he sank his claws in Scott's nape. Scott was crying when
he looked Scott in the face. It dawned on him that he unintentionally showed
Scott a memory of his past. He knows that you don’t only see what happened, but
feel, smell and hear everything that happened in a memory.
"Oh God I'm soo sorry Scott!" Isaac said as he tried to walk backwards, bloody
fingertips extend away from him.
Scott looked up and saw how horrified Isaac was at what happened. Scott didn't
think, he rushed Isaac and wrapped his arms around him.
Isaac expected Scott to lash out and he curled in a defensive curl. He
stiffened when he felt Scott's chest collide with his side and arms wrap around
him. What really thrown him off was what he said, "If I could bring your dad
back from the dead I would. Just so I could kill him again, only real slowly
and painful. But I guess I have the other three to deal with."
"No. It's over now. Plus the others only sticker around for two or three more
sessions. Then dad didn't want anyone but him touching me." Isaac said as he
melted in Scott's warm embrace.
::::::
"Dr. Deaton what are you doing here?" Stiles asked as he opened the door and
stepped aside so he could walk inside.
"I have some news, is your father and Derek here?" He asked as he walked into
the hall and into the living room.
"Dad is here, Derek went out. But I could text him and tell him to come if he
needs too." Stiles said as he sat in his original seat.
"He needs to be here." Deaton said as he took a seat next to Stephen.
Stiles took his cellphone out and sent the text. Two minutes later Derek walks
in the room with two girls around his age. Without a beat Stiles was up
crossing his arms over his chest glaring at Derek, "Who the fuck are these two?
Was not into young men anymore because he has to get fucked by his dad now. So
you went to get two girls around my age?!"
"Derek I told you we should have waited outside." The dark haired girl said
with a Japanese accent.
Derek walked up to Stiles and caught his fist before it connected with his jaw.
He pulled Stiles close and rubbed his lower back while kissing the top of his
head. "I would never do that to you Stiles. I love you and I don't need a woman
to please me. All I need is you."
"What if one day you want a kid or me for that matter? We can't have any
because, hello were both guys. What then?" Stiles said pulling back looking at
Derek right in the eyes.
"Well when that time comes I know a way for us to. My parents did it and they
turned out fine." Derek said while rubbing his thumb along Stiles' jaw and
bringing him into a kiss. They only pulled apart when they heard Stephen clear
his throat.
"Actually that's what I wanted to talk to you two about. See I was the one who
let your parents know about the second Mate." Both Derek and Stiles gave him
confused looks. Derek because he didn’t know Deaton was the one who let his
parents know. Stiles because he said 'Second Mate'.
"What do you mean Second Mate?! Your telling me Derek could get with another
person and truly love that other person!" Stiles said pushing away from Derek.
"Let me explain Stiles. See back then Talia couldn't get pregnant with Derek's
father. Well to be more accurate, Derek your dad couldn't fertilize your
mothers eggs." Deaton said bluntly. Derek had a disgusted face on as Deaton
talked.
"So they came to me. We tried old Gaelic ways and multiple medicines.
Unfortunately nothing worked on him. So I dug into old text and found
something, a Second Mate. Unlike the First Mate, a Second could be chosen at
the will of the first. The Wolf and Second consummate the bond by," he clears
his throat, "Exchanging fluids. Sexually."
Everyone was looking a bit disgusted, so he carried on, "So your Father called
his last remaining cousin on his father's side. His mother was an only child
and his father had one brother. At the time his father, your uncle, was dying
of cancer and they needed money. His only son traveled from Italy and your
family paid him to...with your mother."
By now Derek looked like he was about to be sick, Stiles had a scrunched up
face while the other three looked down. "But that was after your dad...made him
submit. So after all this was done your mother gave birth to Laura, Cora and
you. His cousin left back to Italy, only to find out that no amount of money
could change his fathers fate."
Both Stiles and Derek felt sad for the man. He left his father's side to get
the money he needed, only to come back and find out it was useless. "Wait so he
came back two more times then." Stiles asked.
Deaton nodded his head and continued, "His wife left him and he died the as the
last of his bloodline. You and Cora are the only ones left. Unfortunately I
think it ends here."
"What we can find a girl that I can appreciate and make her a Second Mate. The
Hale line doesn't end because he is with me!" Stiles yelled pointing at
himself.
"Actually it will. See in order for him to not go Alpha on your dad, I suggest
you make him the Second Mate. Well actually since he has to....you," he clears
his throat again, "Derek has to make the bond."
"Wait, so what your saying is...both Hale and Stilinski bloodlines end because
of me. Because I'm a guy who got this horrible fucking curse put on myself.
I'm....I can't..." He looked from his Mate, who looked like all hope was lost,
to his father who mirrored Derek.
Without thinking Stiles runs past everyone and up the stairs. He slammed his
bedroom door and didn’t noticed both Scott and Isaac sitting on his bed. He
didn't think, just fell down and curled into a ball. He knows both guys heard
the conversation downstairs, knows that he ruined Derek's chance at a true Hale
Family.
Isaac was the first to curl around him and growled when Scott got near. Scott
backed off and looked to the door as Derek opened it. "Not now. Let him
processes all this." Scott said as he lead Derek out the room and closed the
door behind him.
Both Scott and Derek walked down the stairs and into the living room. "So is
that only for an Alpha or can Beta's do the whole Second Mate thing?"
"How about Were-Coyote? Could they have a Second Mate?" The light haired girl
asked.
"Oh this is Kira," Derek said pointing to the Asian, "And this is her Mate
Malia, She's the Coyote." He finished pointing at the other girl. "The Witch
fucked there lives as well, so they offered to help find her."
"Ah well, Scott yes you could do it, as long as you knot the Second Mate.
That's the only way to make the Second a Second Mate. As for the Coyote, I'm
not sure I could look into it, but after Mr. Stilinski's predicament." Deaton
said while looking at Malia.
*Later that night*
Stephen was in his den thinking about what was before him. On one hand he could
get fucked by Derek, making it so he could have sex with his son, to save his
son. Unfortunately that cancels out either boys from having kids.
On the other he could not do it, risk his life, along with Stiles' and they
could have their own blood kids. He could have grandchildren if he wanted to.
But that means that his son will lose who he is and then die. What could he do?
Morally fucking ones son was taboo and wrong. But so is letting your son die.
"Stephen." Derek said from the door. Stephen jumps because he didn’t hear him
open the door. "I sent everyone home except for Isaac. He wouldn't leave
Stiles' side. By the way I found a camcorder in the living room."
"Yeah Stiles wanted to make sure to document the meeting. So if he does forget,
he has a reference point. Don't delete it." Stephen said rising from his desk.
"So what do you think of this Second Mate thing?”
"I think I love my Mate enough to give up my hope on a family that I might not
have. I think that if it takes me being the last Hale that I keep my one
shredded of happiness, I will give up that Hale Hope. Plus I could always
adopt, I think he might like that. Giving a home to a kid who needs it, hell
kids who need it." Derek said walking up to Stephen.
"What about you Stephen? Could you do it? Could you sacrifice everything for
him? Could you sacrifice a glimmer of hope for something that isn't a glimmer,
but something real? Because I know I can, can you?" He asked as he moved in
between Stephen's legs, forcing the older man to sit on the desk.
Stephen looked up from Derek's waist to his eyes. Stephen could already tell
what Derek decided. He would lose his would be family for the one he loves. The
last of the Hale's is right between his legs basically calling him out,
challenging his loyalty. What he has verses what he could have.
With tentative hands he places one on Derek's hips and the other moves under
his shirt, feeling stone rock abs. He felt a thin layer of hair on the abs and
his hand felt a humming vibration under his palm the more it moved up. It was
very strong when his fingertips reached Derek's pecks.
Derek rested his left hand on Stephen's shoulder and his right on his nape. He
messaged his neck as Stephen explored his body. Stiles did the same thing the
first night they slept together. Not only was it their first time together, but
also Stiles' first time doing everything.
Derek could be patient with Stiles, he could be patient with Stephen. He felt
Stephen lift his shirt and kiss his navel. His breath on the now moist skin
made Derek's breath quicken. Stephen grew bolder by brushing his thumbs over
Derek's nipples and then tweaking them between his thumb and forefinger.
His grip tighten on the back of Stephen's neck, reassuring him to continue.
Stephen moved his hands and tugged at the hem of Derek's shirt. Derek took the
hint and removed his shirt. Once he tossed it on the floor, Stephen followed
suit.
Derek looked at the tan skin and aged muscles. He could admired how toned
Stephen was for his age. He licked his lips as his eyes looked over Stephen's
chest, noticed the scars that happened from crimes long ago. How the older
man's chest was also marred by many freckles, just like his sons. Also how his
chest had a bit more, a little thicker and almost nearly invisible blonde hair.
Derek moved his hand over to one freckles that stood out on the mans chest. He
lets his thumb move over it, press into it and watch as the skin lighted up and
turned light red when he lifted his hand. "Claudia." Derek whispered.
Stephen was taken aback at the name, "What did you just say?"
"Claudia. Its the name on the freckles that is directly over Stiles' heart. It
was my favorite one on his whole body, he said that it already had a name and
won't ever change it. He said that he named it after his mother. You happen to
have the exact same freckle in the exact same place. Down to the last detail.
Must be a true Stilinski mark." Derek said with a far off look as his thumb
skids over it again.
"Well I agree with him, I wouldn't name it any other name. Derek we can stop if
you want, I understand completely." Stephen said as Derek's vision snapped back
to the older man.
"No."
Stephen nodded and started to take off Derek's belt. He slowly undid the button
and slowly unzipped his pants. He let them fall down and saw Derek wearing
black Underarmor Underwear. The bulge was hard to miss. Stephen put his
fingertips inside the waistband and pulled down. Derek's dick was flaccid and
it looked big. Stephen was hesitant as he lifted the fat dick.
"Holy Fuck. How big is it?" He asks as he pushes the foreskin back revealing a
thick mushroom head.
"Stiles measured it once. He got almost seven inches long, nearly four inches
wide and I forgot the weight. Then he measured when I was hard, when I was in
full Alpha Mode and my knot in both Beta and Alpha Mode."
Stephen looked up shocked at what he just heard. Not only has he fucked his son
as a Beta, but also as an Alpha and he has a knot! "I thought only K9's had
knots."
"Alpha's do as well, but it only comes out for mate's and when they need to
breed." Derek said as his face flushed a little.
"And what are we doing now?" Stephen asked as he pushed the foreskin all the
way back and watched as a fat drop of pre-cum rolled out his piss slit and
dropped down. It left a line of it from the drop to the tip. With his other
hand he gently grabbed the heavy balls that hang low. He rubbed them and
messaged them as the wiry hairs moved with his hand.
Derek groans at the stimulation Stephen is doing to him. His breath hitched as
he felt Stephen's breath ghost over his head. Stephen took a tentative slow
lick at the slit, just to taste it. He remembers that in his early twenties he
tried his own sperm once. It was so salty and thick, that he didn't know how
girls liked it soo much.
He has never been with a man or a male period. Thought of, yes, almost did in
his mid-twenties he and his roommate were shit faced drunk. They did light
touches and watched each other jack off, but the other guy started to act like
an ass when Stephen tried to touch him. He called Stephen a fag and how he
wanted to change roommates.
Now it felt different, hell his pre-cum tasted sweeter and he obviously
accepted Stephen's touches. He placed the tip in his mouth and licked under the
head. He felt it grow and watched how the head not only got fatter, but so did
the girth. To even out the thinking prick, it also grew longer.
It finally stopped groaning and Stephen was speechless. He looked up at a
smirking Derek, "Its even fatter in Beta forum and longer in Alpha." Stephen
couldn't believe what he was hearing. How could one person take soo much?
Stephen decided to just get it over with so he stood up and walked to the door.
He stopped and turned around, "We need...supplies. I got a box of con-"
"All we need is lube and its in my jacket. Inside pocket." Derek said cutting
him off.
"What about condoms?" Stephen said looking at the erected meat that is Derek's
dick.
"For what? We are making a bound, plus we don't get diseases. We can't pass
them either." Derek said as he kicked off his shoes, socks, pants and
underwear.
Stephen thought about it and nodded his head. He walked to the living room and
got Derek his jacket. He took one last look up the stairs with a sad longing
look, "I’m sorry."
Stephen knew Stiles wouldn't hear it and Claudia wasn't alive to acknowledge
it. But he felt like both of them would understand. He tossed the jacket at
Derek and started to remove his pants. He looked over his shoulder as he pushed
his boxers down enough for his ass to be exposed, but his dick to be clothed.
He braced his hands on the bookshelf and spread his legs as far as his boxers
allowed. "Just loosen me up enough for you to enter me. After that we just get
it over with okay." Stephen waited for an answer when he felt a heavy hand
grope his ass.
Derek let his claws shredded the boxers as if they offended him. He loved how
Stephen's body was tanned, but his ass was pale white. He pulled apart the
white meaty, slightly hairy, cheeks to expose a pink hairy hole.
Stephen wasn't expecting to feel something wet and stiff to touch his hole. He
sucked in his breath as he felt Derek's tongue against him. He moaned at the
scruff as it scratched against his ass checks. He felt like he was losing the
ability to stand.
Derek knew what he was doing as he flattened his tongue against the pulsing
hole and licked up. He hooked his thumbs at the rim and tugged it slightly
open. He let his tongue come to a point and pushed it pass the rim.
Stephen never felt anything like this. He has never been rimmed and now he
wants more. He wants to do it as well. He couldn't hold in the moans as Derek
pushed his tongue pass his rim and started to loosen the taunt inner muscle.
Stephen felt Derek push a finger along his tongue. The digit was unexpected,
but felt good. Derek pushed and pulled his finger in sync with his tongue. Then
he felt a second finger push in, it was a slight pain, but something he could
handle.
Derek moved away from Stephen's ass as he started to scissor his fingers. He
watched as Stephen's puffy red rim started to stretch and accept a third
finger. He removed his fingers and applied more lube and pushed as far as he
could in.
Derek felt Stephen push back as he pulled his fingers out, only leaving the
tips in. As Stephen pushed back, Derek pushed in. Derek finally decided to let
Stephen know of that little spot. As he curled his fingers and push on that
special spot, he felt Stephen's rim tense up. His breath was short and quick
and a low long moan escaped his mouth.
"Wh-whatever that was do it again. Please do it again." Stephen said as he felt
himself relax again.
"I'm not going to hurt you. I want you to feel one good lay before you get with
him. To show you how to make an uncomfortable situation less complicated. Don't
hurt my Mate got it." Derek said as he pushed on the spot again, just to
illustrate his point.
After what felt like hours, but was most likely half an hour, Derek started to
lube up his neglected cock. With his left hand he held Stephen's hips still and
with his right he guided his dick to the rim. "Are you sure you want this?
Because this is the last time I will ask. After I push in, that’s it. No going
back."
"Just don't make it hurt." Stephen said as he started to brace himself for it.
"I told you I wont make it hurt, but you tensing up wont help anyone. Relax
Sheriff." Derek said as he started to message Stephen's lower back. Derek felt
him start to relax and he pushed the head in. Derek felt the rim squeeze right
past the head. It took everything in him to not wolf out and pound into the
tight hot space.
Derek started to push in inch by inch. It felt like the first time he and
Stiles had sex. It wasn't fucking, not by a long shot. Just like this, it was
love making. Nice and slow. Once he bottomed out he waited to give Stephen time
to get used to it.
He waited to Stephen wiggled his hips a bit and punched back. Derek almost
fucking giggled because that was what Stiles did. Almost because Stephen
squeezed his cock and made him groan. "Move."
Derek didn't need to be told twice. He pulled back slowly, making sure he was
dragging against Stephen's prostate. Stephen moaned as Derek stopped with the
tip of his dick still in. Derek waited to Stephen turned his head and tried to
glare at him. With a smirk on his face he shoved all the way in.
He placed his hand across Stephen's chest, draining the pain from the man as he
pounded into him. Derek knew he wouldn't last long with the way Stephen would
squeeze when he pulled out and pushed out when he shoved back in.
Derek let his wolf out as he felt his knot start to build. He knew his claws
were out and his eyes glowing red. The books started to fall as Derek nipped at
Stephen's nape. "I'm....knot....sorry." He managed to get out with fangs in his
mouth.
"I tr-trust you." Stephen said as he felt something growing in along his rim
and Derek's fangs scrape the back of his neck. He wouldn't lie, he almost
freaked out when Derek's hands turned into claws and blunt teeth turn sharp.
But what he said was true. He does Trust him.
That’s when everything went dark.
::::::
He blinked and saw he was laying on his side with books scattered all around.
He went to move when an arm around his waist tighten up and pulled him closer.
"Don't move."
Stephen looked up to see Stiles standing there with a blanket and two pillows.
"His knot is in you. If you move it will hurt both of y'all. Just sleep dad.
When you wake up you will be sore and walk really funny. Plus the wolf will
want to be around you, close to you for a while till his scent is cemented into
your body."
Stephen watched as Stiles, with empty eyes, pulled a blanket up their bodies
and lifted Derek's head to place a pillow under it. Derek hummed and whispered
Stiles' name under his breath. Stephen couldn't take it and started to let out
a few tears.
"Don't cry dad. If you do then what he sacrificed would be for nothing. I can
handle getting fucked by you. I can stand dying. What I can't stand is seeing
his hopes die. He may be my Alpha, My Mate, but he is a softy. Family is what
he truly desires and now that’s gone. So don't cry." Stiles said as he placed a
pillow under Stephen's head.
"Don't worry everything will work out in the end." He said as he left his Mate
and father's presence.
"I'm so sorry Stiles."
Chapter End Notes
     So tell me what you think. The more reviews this gets, the more I add
     to the story. Other then that Blessed Be Reader.
***** Remember or Forget. *****
Chapter Notes
     Well sorry this took forever for me to update, it was hard to write
     with all the stuff I got back for this. But I finally got it done! So
     I hope this ending answers most of the stuff that was asked and what
     not. Hope you enjoy, Blessed Be Reader.
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   "Come on Stiles come out and just talk to him." Lydia said from the other
side of the door.
   "Go Away." Stiles replied.
   "Not until you talk to him. He has been camping out there all week." Lydia
said as she tried to turn the knob.
   "So tell him to go. I don't want to talk to him or my dad." He said as he
punched a desk in front of the door, just in case she has a spare key
somewhere.
   "It's been two months Stiles, talk to them at least. Hell use a flashlight
to send a message with Morse Code." Lydia said as he looked around for a
flashlight. It really wasn't a bad idea.
   He opened the door and walked past her. He stopped right in front of a
window he knew Derek would be sleeping at. He opened the window and looked
down, he whistled and waited till Derek came out of the tent.
   He looked up with hopeful eyes and Stiles wanted to punch him. Instead he
ducked back into the house and a few seconds later popped back holding a book.
He cocked his arm back and chunked it at Derek. It hit him right on the head.
   He got back inside and walked back into the room, slamming the door. Lydia
walked outside and saw Derek rubbing his head as he looked at the book. He
noticed Lydia and then back at the book, "Why did he throw a book about
flashlights at me?"
   "Really Stilinski?" Lydia said as she walked over to Derek. He opened it and
a piece of paper was sticking out. On it were a bunch of short and long dots.
He looked at it then up at Lydia with a confused look. She looked over it and
laughed.
   "What's funny?" He asked as he got up.
   "I told him to talk to you even if he had to send a message using Morse Code
and a flashlight." She said as she looked over the message again.
   "What's it say?"
   "It says 'Leave me alone. Go back to your Second Mate. Your bugging Lydia.'
I don't know what HnSnN means, but after that it says no more." She said
turning it upside down as if it would change.
   "How is that funny?" Derek asked as he got his bag out and started to fix
everything back in it.
   "I didn't know I had a book on flashlights in my house and the way he
delivered the message. Now what does those letters mean?"
   He walked to the side walk and turned around, "Tell him I will be going away
for a week. We got a lead on her, in New Orleans. I’m leaving at seven tonight
and I want to see him before I go." Lydia looked at bow hopeful he looked.
   Well it wasn't really how he looked, because he looks like he hasn't shaven
in over a year and he looked rugged out. Hell the man stalks Stiles since he
moved out. The whole pack heard about what happened. Knew about the Second Mate
Bond and how Stiles took it.
   When Derek came back from a lead he found out Stiles moved out. Everyone
expected him to stay around Sheriff the first few days, like all the other
wolves did after making a Mate Bond. But he didn't. He begged Stiles to talk to
him, bugged him and followed him everywhere he went.
   Eventually Derek started to camp out on the lawn. First it was in a wolf
forum, always patrolling the area. Then he just sulked. At first only Scott was
allowed in the house. But eventually Stiles started to talk to Isaac and Boyd
as well.
   Derek would watch as the pack was allowed to see his Mate, but he couldn't.
Every now and then Sheriff would show up, Derek would walk behind the house and
Lydia was left to turn him away. This was her new life.
   "I will let him-" She stopped talking when the front door opened. She turns
and ducks just in time as a book comes flying out the door. She looks up as the
door closes and then looks as Derek.
   "Lacrosse was the wrong sport for you!" Derek yells as he looks at the book
he caught, "I don't read Gaelic!"
   Lydia takes the note from him and then the book. She reads the note and
gives it back to him, "It says 'Don't Die'. Guess he doesn't hate you."
   "Of course he does. After all he ignores you!" Yelled a woman from the other
house.
   Derek and Lydia look over at her and it’s the Witch. She laughed as Derek
tried to run after her, but something caught his leg. He looks down and it's a
branch wrapped around his ankle. He claws at if and looks back at her. She was
gone.
   "Derek!" Lydia said pointing behind them and up.
   Derek saw the witch and started chasing her. He howled and ran from street
to street. The witch was slowing down till he got close, and then she would
speed up. She was taunting him, as if this was some game.
   She made a break for the preservation, then a shadow almost got her.
Unfortunately she was awarded and the body bounced back. Derek looked over his
shoulder and saw Isaac get up and try to catch up to them.
   She laughed as Scott and Erica tried to flank her. She just pushed them away
and kept on moving. Once she got into the clearing she was surrounded. The
pack, the Coyote and the ninja were rounder her, leaving no room to escape.
   "Well isn't this a surprise. Are you not the little coyote Tate and the
little Asian? Well Derek I am surprised, all were missing is your Banshee and
your two mates. By the way how is that going? I hear he left both of you."
   Derek lunged and she raised her hand. A cloud of shining purple dust hit him
in the face. He fell back and yelped in pain, "Tsk task, you should know better
than to attack a witch who knows all your weaknesses. Now let me get to the
point, I will grant you one blessing, but sometimes blessings are a curse in
disguise. He will remember two things, how he became curse and the night you
made the Second Mate Bond. Everything else will fade and he will lose the bond
between you too. Have fun."
   She disappeared in a blink of an eye and Derek was able to breathe again.
"Stiles!"
::::::
   "Look Stiles they will catch her and make this curse go all away." Lydia
said as she tripled checked the locked doors.
   "Joy, so she removes the curse and my father is basically my mate." He said
tearing another note he was writing.
   "I have been looking into that. There might, MIGHT be a chance we could
reverse this. I was going over your video about when Deaton first brought up
the subject. The Second Mate of Talia was never around. Only when Alpha Couple
wanted another kid."
   "Joy so now I have what, a sliver of hope on getting my Mate back. It's not
like he fucked my father or anything."
   "Listen Stiles! The guy wasn't around and the Alpha that created the Second
Mate Bond didn't treat him the way he did the First Mate. I believe it's
because his True Mate was Talia and he didn't have the instincts to treat the
Second like the First." Lydia paused to take a breath.
   "Plus remember when you and Derek became Mates? No one saw you two for
almost two weeks. He stuck to you and made sure you were one hundred percent
his and everyone would know it. Remember when he almost killed that wolf that
hit on you? Derek loves you, yeah they both fucked up, but he loves you."
   As she spoke about the past, Stiles tried to relive the memories. But the
more he tried to remember, the more it started to fade. Little by little, the
details were becoming dust. He couldn't hold it in, so he started to cry.
   He tried to stop the memory from fading, but it was no use. By the time
Lydia stopped talking, he all but forgotten the memories. He felt a piece of
himself break away as the reality of it hit him.
   "Ah I see you figured out how the curse works." Said a woman's voice behind
him.
   Both Lydia and him jumped up and turned around. Lydia was about to scream
when the woman raised her hand and Lydia's scream died in her throat. The woman
flicked her wrist and sent Lydia flying out the window.
   "Now that the Banshee is taken care of, let’s talk shall we. First off, yes
you’re correct, I'm the one who cursed you. Second let's get rid of all these
things that help you." With a snap of her fingers the video recorders
disappeared and the note books burst into flames.
   "Now third, yes the more you fight to remember the more you lose. Fourth,
your supposed to be like what your early to mid-teens about now. Yet your still
in your early twenties, why?" She pushes him and he flushed to the wall.
   She snaps her fingers and his shirt rips apart. She looks at his chest and
places her hand right on his abdomen. He starts to yell as the symbols started
to re-appear and then two green rings appear and she hisses.
   "Looks like the little Druid tried to counteract my curse. Well I didn’t
think you could do it such a thing, too bad that I know now. We will just have
to fix that now don't we, this will hurt." She stated to carve into his body
with her nails.
   Stiles screamed and tried to buck her off, but it felt like pushing a brick
wall. He looked down as she started to add to the green rings that he didn't
remember placing. Everything got bright and he started to see things start to
fade away.
   He saw how Matt was about shoot his dad and then started to walk backwards.
Then it was him laying on Derek and being pulled up and felt the Kanima's claws
cut him. Everything was going backwards. He fought what she was doing, but it
was pointless.
   Next thing he knows he is fighting Isaac and holed up in Scott's house. Then
it was back in the chemistry lap and he was threatening Isaac. Then it the
funeral where he first saw Gerard.
   "St-stop please. I don't want to forget. I don't want to...not my mother
please." Stiles managed to say. He didn't care if he was crying.
   "I wish I could give you what you want, but you guys didn't give me what I
wanted. This is revenge little Druid. Sorry." She started to carve away again.
   Stiles saw him and his father as his dad took him back to his car. Then it
was him and Scott at Scott's house. Stiles was hanging upside down and
screaming. Soon it was him in his bed listening to his father talk about a
dismembered body.
   Stiles watched as everything started to blow away till it was his twelfth
birthday and Scott's father left his family. The birthday wasn't really a party
as much as it was a depressing scene of two teens with acne and sitting alone.
Stiles couldn't be happy if he tried, Scott right along side him.
   "There that should do it. Now do you remember me?" She asked as she helped
Stiles up.
   "You are...you're...THE WITCH! GET AWAY FROM ME!" Stiles yelled as he
fumbled backwards.
   "Correct. Now good luck fixing the curse now." She said as she walked out of
the room.
   Stiles tried to remember the night he was cursed. He remembers fighting some
beast, remembers fighting for his kidnapped father and finding him strung up on
a tree. He remember there was someone fighting with him, but he can't remember.
He remembers what will help him remember, his father. He shivers at the
thought.
   "Stiles? Stiles are you okay?" Said a girl’s voice.
   He looks up and sees a strawberry blonde haired girl run up to him. "Ly-
Lydia?!" She came up to him and cupped his face and looked him in the eyes. She
touched the fading marks on his chest and he flinched, "Oh My God."
   "Did she do anything new?" Lydia asked while looking him up and down.
   "Where...where am I?" Stiles asked while blushing.
   "Stiles what is the last thing you remember?"
   "Me getting cursed."
   "And before that?"
   "Well it was my fifteenth birthday. So, not that I don't mind you touching
me and worrying about me. But why is my shirt ripped?" He asked trying to cover
up his exposed chest.
   "Oh god she must have figured out what you and Isaac did to temporarily
suspend her curse. Meaning she might have accelerated it and now your in your
fifteenth birthday year. Meaning you don't remember everything that happened.
Shit wait till-"
   That’s when the door busted open and a guy wearing a leather jacket busted
into the room.
::::::
   Derek ran into the house and tried to scent his Mate. He smelt that the
witch was there and that Lydia was bleeding. He ran to the back room and burst
the door down. Stiles looked up at him with horror and confusion.
   "Lydia get behind me!" He yelled as he pushed Lydia behind him and balled
his fist. It's like he doesn't recognize Derek at all.
   "Stiles that's Derek, don't you remember who he is?" Lydia said wrapping her
arms around him and pulling his back to her chest.
   "Der-ek....as in Derek freaking Hale, Derek?!" Stiles asked all bewildered
like. He turned to Lydia and asked, "Why is The Derek Hale busting into your
house? Oh are you and him....aren't you....I can't."
   He pushed away from her and moved to Derek. Derek looked at him like he was
crazy, 'Why would he call me "The Derek Hale"? What the fuck did I miss?' "Woah
where do you think your going?"
   "Let me go! I want to go home!" Stiles said yelling and hitting Derek's arm.
Then he punched Derek in the face and cringed at the pain, "What the hell?! Of
course you would have marble for bones."
   "Derek she broke his seal. She accelerated his condition and looks like she
left the night he got cursed." Lydia said walking up to Stiles and placing a
hand on his arm.
   "Stiles try to remember me. The me from now." Derek said looking at Stiles.
   "Everything is a blank." Stiles said after closing his eyes and trying to
recall his memories.
   "Then maybe..." Derek leaned in and kissed him. At first it was a normal
kiss and then Stiles bit his lip. He bit it a little bit too hard and drew
blood.
   "What the fuck dude! You can't just go around kissing guys, especially in
front of your girlfriend!" He yelled as he walked around Derek and ran out the
door.
   Derek just looked at the open door and then at Lydia, "Um why did he just
insinuate that we're dating?"
   "I have no idea Derek, I'm going to call his father." Lydia said as she
walked out the door.
::::::
   Stiles ran as far as he could and looked around and noticed he was a few
blocks from the Sheriff's Station. He kept on jogging till he collided with
someone, "I'm sorry I was not looking where I was running."
   The guy helps Stiles up and he looks up at the guy. "Wow you're, ahem, I
mean it's no problem. I'm a danger prone, the gravity and me are besties. The
ground is my mortal enemy." Stiles said with a blush.
   "Stiles I told you already that you're not danger prone." The guy said with
a chuckle.
   "How do you know my name?"
   "Oh crap did I hit you that hard?" The guy said with a genuine worried look.
     "I've been having memory lapse today, just refresh my memory please."
   "Really that sucks. I mean I go off and fight for my country and you can't
remember a handsome face like mine, shame." The man said with a smirk.
   "You were in the forces?" Stiles said with a hint of awe.
   "Well since y-"
   "There you are son." Stephen said walking up to the two. "Thank you Deputy
Parrish for bringing him here. Lydia called she was worried." Stephen said
looking from his son to his Deputy.
   "Why would she worry about me, it was her boyfriend who kissed me!" Stiles
said as he walked pasted his father and up the steps to the station. Stiles
walked past everyone and then into his father's office. He waited on his
father's desk when he smelt something funny.
   The scent started to get stronger with every passing second. He closed his
eyes and inhaled deeply, his fingers flexed at the edge of the desk and his
legs spread open a bit. With every exhale colors blossomed in his little
darkness. The stronger he smelt the scent, the more he saw colors flare and
sparkle. The closing of his father's office door snapped him out of daze.
   He watched as his dad closed the blinds and lock the door. Once he was
satisfied with their privacy, he looked at his son. "Look I know your mad at me
for what happened, but I needed to make sure your safe. I know what I did was
wrong and they are looking for a way out. Just please, come home."
   "What did you do dad?" Stiles asked as he let his legs swing freely.
   "It was just, one second I saw him as your Mate and then I felt this shiver.
Then next thing I know he looks really hot." Stephen said looking down.
   "Look I have no idea who or what your talking about dad," Stiles said
getting of the desk and moving into his father's space. "but it was in the past
correct?"
   Stephen looked up and saw his son wasn't as far as he thought. In fact he
was less then a foot away. "Ye - yeah it was two months ago."
   "Then chill out about him. Right now it's about me right?" Stiles said
getting even closer.
   "Correct."
   "Good." Stiles said as he leaned in and kissed his father on the lips. "Only
I get to do this." Stiles said before he kissed him again. The scent was strong
on his father, so strong that the colors were swirling off his father's body.
   He felt his dad slowly slip his hands around his hips and deepen the kiss.
He bit his father's bottom lip and Stephen opened up. Tongues fought for
dominance and low moans built in their throats as hands gripped hard. Slow
grinding was something Stiles never knew he needed.
   Next thing he knows he sees his father on the floor with Derek spooning his
back. The room smelt of sex and sweat. He placed a blanket over his Mate and
father. He remembers walking up and started to pack his stuff. A blond boy was
in his room and he looked like a kicked puppy.
   He started to talk about how they did it for him. How it was to make sure he
was safe and that he hopes he would be safe. 
   He pushed his dad away and looked at him, "You fucked him."
   "Technically he fucked me. But-"
   "Yeah I know for me to be safe. So that Witch won't win. Well guess what she
is. How long was he with you after you fucked some more?" Stiles said with so
much pain and anger in his voice.
   "It was only that one time. He left once he woke up. He left looking for
you. After we found out that you stayed with Lydia, he didn't talk to me. He
left with Kira to hunt the Witch. Wait you remembered?!" Stephen said as he
looked up with wide eyes.
   "Well duh, after all the curse is bound by us ya know," He rubbed his head
and blushed, "We have to do the Frick-Frack."
   "Look we need to talk to Deaton." Stephen said as there was a knock at the
door. He walked to the door and unlocked it.
   The door opened as Deaton looked up from his book, "Well I got good news and
bad news. What do you want first?"
:::::: 
   "So let me get this straight, she knew Stiles did something to postpone her
curse. Came back here to lure us away from him and then made him forget
everything he was supposed to forget."
   "Yes Scott that is what happened, glad you can keep up with the program."
Derek said as he walked around in circles.
   "What are you doing?" Kira's asked as she sharpened her sword.
   "How did she know he did it?"
   "What's he muttering about?" Malia asked.
   "She knew he fucked with her curse. So that begs the question, how did she
know? Is she connected to him? Is she connected to the curse? Or is she still
here, still watching us?" Derek asked stopping and turning to Isaac.
   "What?" Isaac asked as he looked into Derek's eyes.
   "Remember when we cornered her after her first attack on us, she captured
you. What did she do to you? Do you remember?" Derek asked as he closed in on
Isaac. 
   "What are you getting at Derek?" Scott asked as he got in between Derek and
Isaac. Scott noticed Kira's was closing in on the right and Malia on the left.
   "So he might be a spy," Malia started.
   "But he might not know it." Kira's finished.
   "Guys come on stop." Scott said putting his hand on Derek's chest.
   "What do you think I'm going to do Scott?" Derek asked.
   "Hurt him."
   "I wouldn't hurt him, just a test to see what he knows. Sure there will be
claws and he will feel pain, but he will be safe." Derek said.
::::::
   "So how long have you been attracted to Derek?" Deaton asked as they walked
into the closed veterinarian's work station.
   "Umm Deaton, what happened to your...place?" Stiles asked as he looked from
the scorched walls to the dented table. The glass crushed under his feet made
an eerie sound and the wind blowing from one of the many broken windows didn't
help.
   "I will get to that soon." Deaton said as he lead them into his personal
office and then pushed a button. The door they came through locked and another
door opened to the left. Deaton walked in and the Stilinski men followed.
   After going under some pipes and down a long spiral stair case, they were in
a chamber. The chamber was damped and cold, the only light source was a few
candles. In the middle of the room was a stone table that had symbol carved
into it. Four huge book shelves covered the walls, all had some kind of herbs
and books.
   "So, how long Sheriff?"
   "Umm...it was close to after we were home and Stiles was locked in his room.
He wouldn't come out and we just waited. We waited and well....then it started
to happen, slowly." Stephen said as he looked down.
   "And how long has your feelings changed for Derek, Stiles?" Deaton said as
he started to pull herbs and books from the book shelves.
   "From what I could remember...When she cast that curse and it felt like
snapping. Like something was ripped from me and then she started with my dad.
After all that, things are a blur." Stiles said ticking off his inner monolog
with his fingers.
   "Well I did some translating and I think I found a version of that curse. It
says here that the curse would make the effected basically switch what the
other usually feels. From what I guess, Sheriff, you were attracted to Derek
because Stiles is attracted to him. And vice versa for you Stiles, your not so
attracted to him because the Sheriff isn't."
   "So...what about Derek?"
   "From what I'm guessing, his Wolf could sense you in your father. He maybe
confused because he knows he wants you, but his instincts say your father. This
is forcing you to separate from one another and I'm going to make a quick fix.
It won't last and it's not a cure."
   "What are the side effects?" Stiles asked.
   "It will help get your memories back. Oh it will also umm...make you really
horny." Deaton said not looking up at the Stilinski men.
   "Whoa what?" Stephen asked.
   "It will retain the memories longer. Basically in a nutshell, instead of the
whole twice a week thing, it's only once a week. I'm still reading and
translating, but I thought you two might appreciate this." Deaton said pouring
a dark purple liquid in a vile.
   "What about the second mate thing?" Stiles asked, not looking at his dad.
   "That, I have a solution to. See I did more digging and found out that it
goes away after the first...intermission. But the thing is...I don't know if
they need to do it again for this...relationship to continue. That was the bad
news."
   "Wait a minute, your saying I have to get knotted by him again?!" Stephen
asked quite loudly.
   "Essentially yes." Deaton said handing Stiles two vials, "That should do for
this and the week after next."
   "Wait so..."
   "Like I said not a cure, but it helps with time." Deaton said with a sad
look in his eyes.
   "So what your saying is, I have a choice to remember everything or forget
everything."
   "It was always your choice Stiles." Stephen said looking at his son.
   "Look I know you both were doing that to help me. But you both took my
choice away, you bother were in your own way selfish and I still need time to
process everything." Stiles said walking to the stairs.
   "I know we fucked up, but I can't lose you."
   "Depending how this ends, you might still lose me. Him as well, he will lose
me as well." Stiles said ascending the stairs.
::::::
   "Derek don't do this." Isaac said as he was tied to a chair.
   "Isaac I wouldn't hurt you, just please trust me." Derek said as he moved
away from Isaac's hands and dropped them on his shoulders.
   Derek started to message his shoulders and kissed the top of his head,
"Right now, do you trust me Isaac?"
   He hesitated for a few seconds before answering, "Yes."
   "I would let Scott in, but all he would do is ignore me, fight me and get in
the way." Derek said.
   "Not if I tell him to. Just let him be in here, help leach away any pain
this will cause me." Isaac said.
   "For you Isaac," Derek walked in front of him and got to eye level. "I will
let him in. But if he does anything to stop this, not only will he endanger
your memories, but also you as a whole." Derek said as he walked to the
staircase and called for Scott. "Did you hear the whole conversation?"
   "Yeah." Scott said with pure disappointment.
   "Good, let's get started."
Chapter End Notes
     Okay so let me just start off with I'm sorry some of you feel
     "Disgusted, Sick and Disappointed" in this story so far. Let me know
     what you think
***** Choices: Part One *****
Chapter Notes
     No Beat, all mistakes are my own. I want to thank Jluis for getting
     me back on this Story.
See the end of the chapter for more notes
  Derek was ready to start when his phone went off, "Are you going to get that?
I think you should get that." Isaac said as he felt the tips of Derek's claws
on his neck. Scott just nodded so hard his head must be close to coming off.
    After a while it went off and Derek concentrated on the task at hand when
Isaac's phone goes off. "Answer it." Derek said as he looked at Scott.
    "Umm hello?" Scott asked. "I don't know where you are and I don't care.
Tell Derek he has...now six minutes to get to my father's house." Stiles said
on the other side and didn't stay for a response. Scott looked at Derek, only
to see him half way out the door.
)●(
      Stiles was walking back and forth in the living room when he felt a
shiver go down his spine. "You're almost out of time if you don't get your ass
down here." He said as he looked at his dad. His father looked on confused.
"Derek is in my room contemplating wither this is a
trap....five...four...three-"
*Thump. Thump*
      "Finally! Now would you join us and sit?" Stiles said gesturing to the
only empty chair in the room. Derek slowly took off his jacket and placed it on
the hook. He watched as Stiles slowly walked in a circle looking down with his
eyes closed.
     "Stiles-"
      "Jesus Derek. Just sit and shut up. Let me think." Stiles said
interrupting Derek as he let his fist loose and a thin layer of mountain ash
formed a thin line across the archway Derek just passed. Stiles could see him
tense as he takes a sit. "You see I had my memories taken from me without
permission. I had a choice taken away from me by my Mate and Father. Now it's
my turn."
      "Son-"
      "Shut up!" Stiles yelled as he felt heat rise up his neck. "Deaton found
a way for me to last longer. Without either of y'all doing it to me. Well not
entirely. But it's my choice, forget everything or fight to remember. Well
guys, I'm a survivor." Stiles lets his finger tip trace across Derek's tense
shoulders. He liked that feeling. Making Derek question wither he was going to
hurt him. He felt power and it should sicken him. But it's the exact opposite
of that. "How about it Derek? How about I just take what I need and leave you
both here?"
      "What do you need?" Derek gritted out through a locked jaw.
      "See my plan, it needs both of your sperm. Think of it as Phase One of
Operation Kill-a-Witch." Stiles said as he pulls a damp cloth out of a box that
was under Derek's chair. "How about it 'eh." Before Derek could react, Stiles
tied both of Derek's arms behind the chair, looping it through the bars.
      "Augh!" Derek yelled as hissing filled the air.
      "Wolfsbane infused wet silk bonds. Strong enough to keep you down, not
enough to cause permanent damage. Yeah I know, sucks right." Stiles walked in
front of Derek and pulled a blindfold out of his pocked, "This is just a silk
blindfold, nothing added to it. I don't want you dead Derek." Stiles said as
Derek looked at him as if he was Kate.
      "Stiles...Why?" His father asked as he tried to get off the chair but
couldn't. "What the?"
      "Dad, that's called Sage, Hemlock and Black Sea Salt. It can hold humans
in place just like mountain ash to the Supernatural." Stiles said as he pulled
hand cuffs from his back pocket. He handcuffed his fathers hands and spaced
them enough where it wouldn't hurt him, but also he couldn't jimmy the locking
mechanism.
      "Gemin why?" Stiles roughly tied a blindfold to his dad,
      "Why? WHY?! BECAUSE I DIDN'T HAVE A SAY IN THIS BEFORE! THAT'S WHY!"
Stiles yelled as he pulled a silver dagger out of the box and put the tip
against his father's button down. He flicked his wrist and ripped off the
buttons one by one. Once he finished the top layer he grabbed the collar of the
white undershirt and ripped it as best he could down the middle. "Wow daddy has
been working out." Stiles says as he let's the blade skim his fathers hairy
chest. Watched as his flesh let goose bumps flow after the blade passes over
it. He circles the nipples and then down his stomach, pulling the blade fast
and with little pressure as it left a inch long cut. The cut started at the top
of his bellybutton and arch to the left. His father grunted at the feeling of
his skin getting cut. His breath was heavy and his chest was turning shades of
red.
      "Fuck." Was all he said.
      Stiles pulled the top off of one of the viles and let his father's blood
drip into the solution. "There we go. Your turn Der." Stiles said as he closed
the vile and walked over to his Mate. "This is going to sting." He said as he
straddled Derek and pulled Derek's head back and to the left. He watched as his
Adams apple moved up and down as he bent down and licked a strip from his
collar to the back of his ear. Derek let a soft moan leave his mouth as Stiles
pulled back after nibbling on his lobe. Then with a swift motion, Stiles cut
his nape. Derek let a gasp and let a sub verbal growl from deep in his chest.
Stiles smiled as he brought the vile up and pressed the lip to the slow healing
cut. It was enough for a drop or two before it closed up again. Stiles closed
the vile and mixed the two bloods with the potion. "Figured adding blood and
semen would increase this ten fold." Stiles said as he finished mixing and
popped open the vile, chugging it down to the last drop. "God that's
disgusting." He said as he got off Derek and started to strip. "Okay this is
how we're going to do this.." He said as he walked over to his father. He
pulled out a bottle of Pomegranate H2O Lube and a bottle of Edible Lavender
Message Oil. He popped the tops and pressed one after another to his father's
nose, "Pick one."
      "Lavender." His father replied.
      "Pomegranate it is." Stiles said as he pulled back and placed the stuff
on the floor. He slowly kissed his dad on the jaw near his ear. His fingers
dancing along the police belt. The old soft leather gliding along his finger
tips till they met in the middle over cold steel. He pressed more kisses along
his jaw till he was at the chin. His fingers pulled the buckle loose and popped
the top button. He let his fingers slowly pull the zipper down as he felt his
father get hard. He kissed down the neck and to the right nipple. His fingers
tugging the hard flesh out the small slit in the boxers.
      "St-Stiles." He moaned as his heated erection touched cool air. A soft
hiss of "Fuuuck." escaped his lips.
      "Lift." Stiles commanded as he tapped his father's thighs. He watched as
his father arched up and he pulled off the pants and boxers. He ran his hands
up the hairy legs, up along the back of the cafes and against the fuzzy ass. He
pulled his father forward till his ass was barely on the edge of the seat. He
pulled his father's knees apart and looked at the aged sack and cut dick. He
licked his lips as he moved his fingers of his left hand move across the
leathery balls and base of the cock. "This won't be comfortable. Well not at
first." He said as he placed a cock ring down his father's dick and around his
balls. "There now we can work on the next part." He said as he popped the lube
open.
      "Stiles what are-OH FUCK!" Stephen shouted as he felt cold, wet fingers
trace his rim. Stiles' tongue lightly traced the mushroom head as his middle
finger flicked across the tight hole.
)●(
      Derek couldn't see, couldn't move much and tried not to freak out too
much. He listened on as his mate finger fucked his father open. Still couldn't
believe that this was happening. Still question wither this is really his
Stiles or a witch controlled one. The Wolfsbane binding, blindfolding his eyes
and cutting his neck. Whatever was happening, his Stiles never would play on
his anxieties. Stiles knows how he feels about sensory deprivation and being
bound. Safe words. That's right safe words. "Haleinski." Derek said.
      He could hear Stiles stop doing what he was doing and heard him get off
the carpet. Soon his nose was filled with pomegranate, sweat and the Sheriff's
natural scent. The blind fold was taken off, "Don't trust me Sourwolf?"
      Derek let his eyes flickers from his wolf to his natural eyes. "Depends."
      "On what?"
      "Are you going to leave again?" Derek hated how his voice sounded small.
Sounded like all his fears were just voice. Stiles looked him in the eyes and
placed his hand on Derek's chest, right over his heart.
      "Honestly, I don't know." Was his only reply. Stiles kissed Derek and
looked him in the eyes, "I'm going to place the blindfold on again. Trust me
Derek." He waited till Derek gave a short nod. Stiles replaced the blindfold
and moved away from Derek. Derek focused as he heard Stiles go to his knees and
the sound of slurping came back. Then the sound of a small buzzing filled
Derek's ears. At first he tensed, then he realized what it was.
      It was Stiles' favorite G-Spot stimulator. "What is...AUGH!FUCK IT'S
HUGE!" The Sheriff yelped.
      "No it isn't. I spent many school days with this in me." Stiles said. At
the admission, Derek felt his jeans get a lot more constricting. "Hell I even
played Lacrosse with it on and in high gear. Sometimes I even let Greenburg
tackle me, just to feel it push in just right."
      "Fuck Son. Fuck it feels good." The Sheriff said as Derek heard Stiles
get up and the vibrator kick into high gear.
      "Chill Der. You are the only one that ever taken me." Derek heard Stiles
say as he felt his mate's hands on his thighs. That's when Derek realized that
he was growling out loud.
Chapter End Notes
     Okay sorry it took forever for this chapter. But here it is! Y es I
     left it on a cliffhanger, for that I am not really sorry because this
     leaves me with a good opening for the next chapter. Also no beta, so
     all mistakes are my own. Thank you for sticking around. Will start
     working on the next chapter soon.
End Notes
     So yeah this is a gift for a friend. If you don't like it well oh
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