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The next few nights Stiles stayed at the empty loft. Peter hasn't been back as far as Stiles is aware of. Stiles slept much better here at the loft, it's probably because of Dereks scent, but none the less he slept better than he had since the wolf left. That night Stiles was about to pass out when he heard footsteps on the other side of the loft door. He started to panic, he then thought it was probably Peter and shrugged it off, until the door came flying open and there stood Gerard.
Gerard locked eyes with Stiles and smiled manically. "Take the boy, search the place for Hale." He ordered the other hunters.
Stiles froze, what the fuck was he supposed to do? Before he could really think about it something hard hit him in the back of the head, darkness taking over.
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Stiles groaned as he started to wake up, he moved his head and instantly regretted it, a sharp pain shooting in the back of his head, and he started to panic because Stiles is now remembering what happened. He's lying on the cold, dirty, hard floor.
"Ah, Mr. Stilinski, I didnt think you were ever going to join us." Gerard said with a smirk.
Stiles wondered just how long hed been out for as he looked around the room, there are three other hunters. "What the hell do you want? And couldn't you at least of given me a chair, or I don't know, a blanket?" Stiles spat.
"My, my, don't you have a mouth on you." Gerard hummed.
Stiles rolled his eyes, what can this 90-year-old man really do to him?
And in that moment Stiles wished he didn't have a big mouth. Gerard seemed to read his thoughts and picked Stiles up by his shirt and punched him a good number of times in the face. Stiles fell back down on the floor, hand reaching up to touch the bruise that was already forming on his pale face.
"Gentlemen get the boy a chair. We have a long night ahead of us." Gerard ordered. Giving Stiles a predatory smile.
Stiles gulped, because yep, he's totally a dead man.
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"What do you mean he's not here?" John asks Scott. Unbelieving what he's hearing.
"I mean he didn't stay the night here, Sheriff." Scott explains as he tubs the sleep out of his eyes. "Come to think of it he has missed the last few pack nights."
John looked horrified, like someone just killed a puppy right in front of him. Scott tried not to panic just yet.
Scott looked up at the man, more awake than he was moments ago. "Do you- do you think something happened to him?"
"I think we need to have a pack meeting." John tells the boy.
Scott nodded and opened the door even more for the man to come in, Scott grabbed his phone from his pocket and texted the group chat: "Stiles is missing, pack meeting NOW at my place!"
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Twenty minutes later everyone came through Scott's door. "What do you mean Stiles is missing?" Erica growled.
No one said anything. Erica looked around the group. Scott was sitting on the couch with Allison, Jackson, and Lydia. John sat in the chair, while Isaac, Boyd and Liam sat beside her on the floor. Boyd put an arm around his girlfriend and rubbed her back trying to calm her. Erica leaned into his side.
John sighed and let out a breath. "Stiles hasn't been home in about four days now. He told me hes been spending a lot of time here. But Scott confirmed this morning he hasn't been attending pack nights lately. He hasn't called or texted me."
"I told you we should've checked on him." Erica growled at Scott and Jackson.
"So you knew he was missing?" John asked trying to stay calm.
"Well- no. But hes never missed pack night, I had a feeling something wasn't right, but Jackson over there said it was nothing!"
"No! What I said was "Stiles is probably pouting in a corner like he has for the last six months." Jackson corrected.
John raised an eyebrow, starring at Jackson.
"Sorry sir, But it's true. I just figured he wanted to be alone...ever since Derek left Stiles has been... Distant." Jackson told him.
John rubbed his hands down his face, he was about to speak, until Peter Hale waltzed through the door.
"Where the hell is Stiles." Peter growled. The front door bouncing off the wall.
"We dont know." Scott said barely above a whisper.
"What.Do.You.Mean.You.Dont.Know?" Peter was close to ripping these stupid kids heads off.
"Woah, calm down. Theres no need for violence." Jackson snapped.
Peter stalked towards him, hands landing on both of his shoulders, flashing his ice blue eyes.
"Enough!" John shouted. "My boys missing, there's no time for this nonsense."
"Agreed. We should split up and look for him." Lydia told the pack.
Everyone nodded, Lydia, Jackson went as a team, Scott, Alison, and Liam went together, Isaac , Boyd , Erica went as another team. and that left Peter and the sheriff to look together.
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John and Peter just made it to the loft. The car ride there was in complete silence. But as soon as they got out of the car John rushed to the jeep parked alone in the parking lot.
"Why the hell would Stiles be at Derek's loft?" John asked confused.
"Stiles has been coming here a lot, I'm assuming the same reasons I do. To be closer to Derek." Peter explained walking up the stairs at a slower pace for the sheriff to keep up.
John nodded and they walked the rest of the way in silence.
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"How did you not notice your best friend - no your brother was missing? Huh?" Liam asked his alpha.
"This isn't Scott's fault, Liam." Allison told him.
"Yes, it is. You want to know why, Allison?" Liam practically spat her name. "Because Erica and I both told him and Jackson something was wrong, that something was off. But they both brushed it off, like it means nothing to them!"
"Liam, watch yourself." Scott said, protectively.
"Why? What are you going to do, Scott? Order me in your alpha voice again?" Liam scoffs. "No offense but if you worried more about your pack, and a less little about being stuck up each other's asses, maybe then you would have noticed Stiles was missing." And with that Liam shifted and ran off. He's better off without them.
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Peter and John made it to the loft door and Peter let out a low growl.
"What is it?" John asked, worried written all over his face, getting his gun ready.
"It reeks of hunters." Peter said as he literally ripped the loft door off its hinges.
They both stepped into the loft, John checked downstairs while Peter looked up stairs. They both met in the living room.
"Anything?" John asked hopeful.
Peter shook his head. "No, but he was definitely here."
"How can you tell?"
Peter tapped his nose, "It still smells like Stiles, his scent is strong, but he- uh it smells like fear, lots of it."
John sat on the couch before his legs gave out from under him. How could this have happened. "Why would hunters want Stiles? He's human."
Peter thought for a moment before speaking, "They must have been looking for Derek, thats the only reasonable explanation. This is Dereks loft, and Stiles was just here, so they took him."
"Why do they want Derek for?"
"He can shift into a full wolf now, and he also killed Kate Argent." Peter explained. "They must want pay back, and Stiles was here, they think he will tell them where Derek is."
"But- but he doesn't know where he is, right?"
"No, no one does. Not even me." Peter rubbed his hands down his face. "Stiles would never give any information even if he did know. That's going to be a problem."
"Shit."
Peter nods and continues. "Sheriff, Derek told me to protect him while he was away. To look out for him. I'm so sorry."
"I don't blame you, Peter. It's not your responsibly. Scott on the other hand, he should've known, hell I should've known."
Peter scoffs "Scotts only priority is Allison."
"Let's meet up with the rest of them, tell them what we know." John tells the other man.
Peter nods as his phone started ringing. "Derek, what do I owe the pleasure?"
"Why the fuck didn't you tell me Stiles was missing?" Derek all but growled.
"I'm doing fine thanks for asking-"
"Peter!" Derek cut him off.
"I just learned this morning he was missing, nephew. How did you find out?"
"No one took me out of the pack group chat. I saw it just now; Ive been shifted for months."Derek explains. "I had this bad feeling so I shifted back and that's when I saw the text."
"it's time, Derek."
"I know, I'll be there in a few hours, do you know what happened to him?" Derek's scared to even know.
"You need to focus on getting back to Beacon Hills, I will fill you in when you arrive." Peter tells him and with that Derek hung up and stepped on the gas.
TO BE CONTINUED...
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