Derek
I paced the length of the waiting room, waiting for news on Stiles. I hear the pack walk in, all looking at me for answers. I stopped pacing and took a deep breath, my hand shaking as I ran it through my hair. "I don't know," I whimpered. I didn't. The doctors wouldn't tell me anything, and neither would Melissa. The pack stayed silent as we all took a seat. I couldn't loose him again, not after what happened three years ago. Even if he doesn't remember, I do. I took a deep breath, putting my head in my hands.
~Flashback~
I watched with loving eyes as I saw Stiles baking in the kitchen. I was sitting at the island, trying to steal a cupcake when he wasn't looking. So far, he was oblivious to my actions. Twenty or so cupcake wrappers were sitting in my lap, growing every time Stiles turned his back. "I'll be right back," Stiles told me. I nodded and waited for him to leave. As soon as he did I started shoveling cupcakes into my mouth. "Derek Andrew Hale!" I froze as I turned to see Stiles. His arms were crossed as he stood in the kitchen doorway.
"Yes?" Food fell out of my mouth, making him chuckle. He walked over to me and pushed the trash off of my lap before sitting in it.
"Your adorable," he said. He then pecked my cheek. I swallowed before attempting to speak.
"I love you." I grinned.
"I appreciate you."
I let out a small, weak, chuckle. I started wiping at my eyes, not wanting the pack to see me cry. "Derek Hale?" I bolted up, and all but lunged for the doctor.
"How is he? Is he awake?" The doctor sighed and motioned for me to follow. I turned to Scott and nodded, putting him in charge. I followed the doctor for ten minutes before we came to a stop in front of a room. He sighed as he turned to me.
"Mr. Hale-" He stopped himself, looking down at his clipboard. He sighed, again, before looking at me in the eye. "Mr. Hale, Stiles is-has..."
"Can you just tell me if my boyfriend is okay?!" I screamed.
"I'm trying-"
"No! Your trying to tell me some stupid medical answer! It's a yes or no question!" My claws dug into my palms, causing blood to drip onto the floor. I closed my eyes as I felt them start to glow. God, I haven't been this angry since...Paige.
"Go, I'll talk to him." I heard Melissa's voice. After a minute or so I opened my eyes. She sniffled before giving me a weak smile. Her eyes were red and puffy, but they were still glossy as she looked at me. "Derek..." She took a deep breath. "Stiles has lung cancer."
