A/N: Here you go, hope this finally settles you down!

To make this even better, when you're done reading watch the video on the side and listen to the song, seriously, that song is like my unofficial Sterek song now. Do it, you should listen.

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Stiles stood in the open doorway, chewing on his lip as he stared down at Derek, suddenly forgetting his words.

Derek returned his gaze, his eyes never holding with Stiles’ for too long.

“I uh… maybe we should talk.” Stiles said finally.

Derek sighed and scooted over to give him room to sit. Stiles walked in slowly, shutting the door behind him. His hands were stuffed in his pockets and his heart was beating so hard he thought it might explode.

He sat down beside Derek, leaving plenty of room between them as the atmosphere in the room grew even tenser. How were they even going to start this thing?

“Uh… when, when did you get back?” Stiles asked.

“I never really left.” Derek said softly, not looking up.

Stiles exhaled heavily. He had hoped this would be easy but it was anything but.

“Where did you go?”

“… the camping spot.”

“Oh.” Stiles said the sound catching in his throat as he remembered the night they had spent there.

There was more silence. Derek couldn’t stand to be near him, he had missed his scent, the way he bit down on that bottom lip when he was thinking, everything. He had tried to stay away from him so that he could forget about all of that but here he was.

“Why did you just disappear Derek?” He finally managed to ask.

Derek sighed. “I needed to get things done. It was just better if I did them myself.”

“You didn’t call…”

“I needed to be by myself and… I need, I need you not to be with me.” He said.

Stiles swallowed. “Why?”

“You need to be safe; I’m not going to make you any safer. It’s better if we just, go back to the way things were.” Derek said softly.

“To what? My sarcasm and your angry glares?” Stiles asked.

“It’s better that way.” Derek said without looking up.

“Stop saying that.” Stiles said, getting a little angry. “You think you know what’s best for me all the time and you don’t.”

“I know that trouble follows me. That’s what I know.” He looked up at Stiles who shook his head with a huff.

“Yeah? Well it follows me too, I’ve been getting into trouble a lot longer than I’ve known you.”

“If it weren’t for me then you would never have been put in danger in the first place. You could have died.”

“I could have yeah, but I could die every time I get into my car too. There’s probably a better chance of death by tree than there is of death by supernatural.” Derek shook his head and looked away. “I don’t blame you for any of this anyway, if there’s anyone to blame it’s Peter, I mean he was the one who dragged Scott and me into it in the first place.”

“We can't Stiles. I’m not going to let you die because of me, whatever the chances.” He did have to agree with him about Peter though, he was nothing but trouble.

They sat in silence for another few minutes, Stiles refusing to believe that this was really over.

“I… I remember you know.” He said slowly.

“Remember what?” Derek asked.

Stiles looked into Derek’s eyes as he whispered. “You said you loved me.”

Derek felt his heart kick into gear and shrugged, saying nothing.

“I know I was delirious and dying and all the rest of it, but I know that you meant it.”

Derek couldn’t look at him but he felt him scoot closer.

“If being with you means I’m going to be put in danger more often, then I don’t care. I want to be with you Derek.” He took his hand and brushed it against the side of Derek’s cheek to turn his face towards him.

Their touch was like a jolt of electricity, a spark flowing between them that hadn’t been there before. Something had changed and they could both feel it, but only Derek truly knew what it was.

Stiles let his thumb stroke his chiselled cheekbones and looked into his eyes, searching for any hope that they could piece themselves back together again.

“I love you Derek, and I know that you love me too.” Derek just turned his face away slightly and Stiles swallowed hard.

As he let his hand slip from Derek’s cheek he felt his hand take him gently by the wrist and pull it back. He looked up and back into his eyes, so vulnerable and destitute. Stiles let out a shaky breath as he leant in close and brushed their lips together as lightly as a feather.

Derek’s hand ran up the length of his arm until it was cupping his face and pulling them together for a kiss that was long overdue. It felt like they had never kissed before, it felt like sunshine in the summer, to Stiles it was like he had been missing something for as long as he could remember and was only just realising what it was.

Derek knew that with that kiss he wouldn’t be able to stop.

Deaton was right, the bond had been sealed and he could feel it now. He could feel the connection between them and he knew that he had been wrong to deny it.

How could he have let himself think that leaving Stiles was best for either of them? Stiles was right, about all of it.

Derek let his other hand find Stiles’ waist and pulled him towards him. Stiles dropped his hand from Derek’s cheek and let his arms engulf his body in an embrace that had them heart to heart, the pounding of each one indistinguishable from the other.

Slowly they stood, never parting from one another as Derek pulled him back down over him, lying in the sheets. Stiles pulled his lips away briefly, looking down at Derek adoringly. Leaning on his good wrist and elbow, he smiled faintly and Derek reached up to caress his face.

“I’m sorry.” He murmured.

Stiles’ smile grew. “You should be.”

Derek’s lips twitched and his hands held Stiles by the waist, sliding under his shirt and gently moving up and down over his skin, just his fingertips touching him.

Stiles sighed, he had missed this. His touch, his lips, the look he gives him just after their kiss, all of it. Derek tentatively lifted his shirt and Stiles let him pull it over his head and throw it to the floor.

“I mean it Stiles, I shouldn’t have left you like I did.” He said guiltily and Stiles shook his head, fingers gently running through Derek’s hair.

“I don’t care about any of that any more, if you’re here, and here to stay… then whatever happened doesn’t matter.”

Derek just looked up before rolling them over, pressing his body down and kissing his lips lightly. “I just couldn’t let you… I don’t know what I would do if… if something happened to you.” He murmured.

“Well I kind of get into trouble without you anyway.” He smiled and Derek narrowed his eyes.

“Maybe you could try to stop that.” He rubbed his nose against Stiles’.

“Only if you promise you’re not going to be a jerk and leave again.” He grinned, giving Derek’s shirt a little tug.

He let him pull the shirt over his head and to the floor and gently stroked his shoulder blades. Derek just leant down and nuzzled his neck, whispering softly. “I’m not leaving you Stiles.”

“Give me a promise then.”

“Would I lie to you?” He left a trail of kisses up his jaw and into the soft spot behind his ear.

“Maybe I just want to hear you say it.” Stiles said, closing his eyes as he savoured every touch for the first time in weeks.

“I promise Stiles, I’m staying.” He looked up at him and kissed him on the mouth.

Stiles didn’t let him pull away, his hands slipped down to Derek’s hips and pulled them down. Derek started laughing against his lips.

“Really? This is the first thing you want to do?” He chuckled.

“What can I say? I’ve missed you.” Stiles said.

Derek shook his head and sighed, a smile touching his lips. He looked down at the fragile human that he never ever thought he could feel anything for, now, he couldn’t imagine being without him. He sighed and kissed him tenderly, pulling away only to whisper to him. “I love you Stiles.”

Before he could answer his lips were under duress from Derek’s. He parted his lips to let Derek’s tongue pass through and they tangled together passionately. He had finally heard it, drug free and poison free, just heart to heart and exactly the way he wanted it.

Derek rolled them over again and Stiles straddled his hips kissing him even more deeply than before and Derek let out a groan low in his throat. Stiles let his lips wander down his neck, his fingers locking onto the line of Derek’s jeans.

“Would you like a hand there?” Derek smiled and Stiles gave him a cocky grin.

“I would love one but let’s focus on you first shall we?”

Derek laughed and shook his head as he reached down to unbuckle his belt. “I’ve missed you.”

“You’re just saying that…” Stiles said as he ground his palm into the stiffening mound in Derek’s boxers, causing him to close his eyes and wet his lips with his tongue.

“Aren’t you usually the one who wants to talk while I… oh… while I distract you?” He smirked a little.

“I just think that we have time to talk… I’ve already heard exactly what I wanted to hear you say.” Stiles said softly.

“You’re all take tonight aren’t you?” Derek sat up a little to kiss him again.

“I’m just glad you’re back and I want to make up for all that time you made me lose.” Stiles pushed him back down and Derek just smiled.

He pulled Stiles down to kiss him again and pulled his hand away from his belt. “You’ve got plenty of time for that later.” He mumbled.

“You want me to stop?” Stiles asked.

“For now.” Derek said, stroking his arm.

Stiles lay back down next to him and Derek rolled onto his side to face him. He could smell the arousal coming off him and smiled.

“You really did miss me didn’t you?” He chuckled to himself and Stiles punched him in the arm. “What was that for?”

“For leaving you jerk, and then laughing about it.” He said.

“I’m not laughing about it.”

“You’re laughing at me.”

“Am I not allowed to be happy?” Derek asked.

Stiles felt his cheeks flush. “Something’s different about you, I don’t know what.” He said softly.

Derek knew exactly what it was, he felt himself change the minute they touched. The bond was stronger, it was something far more than just physicality and need. He was finally willing to admit that this was more than a trigger, this was so much more and now, Stiles knew it too.

He leant in to kiss him and Stiles just closed his eyes to soak it in. As Derek pulled away he bit down on his lip and sighed, a growl only slightly escaping his lips.

“Fuck it.” He said and slammed his lips against Stiles’.

His body was on fire as Derek reached for him with a need that was unrestrained and uncontrollable. His tongue slipped behind Stiles’ teeth and Stiles swung his leg over Derek’s hips to bestride him. Their ragged breaths joined together to almost form one as Stiles reached down to shakily tug at Derek’s belt.

Derek did the same and soon enough they were each struggling to kick off their jeans and press their bodies together like their time was almost up. Stiles lay over Derek and gave a slow grind of his hips.

With a sharp intake of breath Derek whispered his name and sent shivers down his spine.

“Stiles…”

He clapped a hand to his cheek and just stared down into his slowly reddening eyes. “God… I love you.” He panted and Derek took his hips and held them against him.

“If you say that one more time, you’re going to wear it out.” Derek breathed as he rocked him back and forth.

Stiles grinned, his lips brushing against Derek’s. “I love you.” He said again, slowly this time and Derek smiled.

“Okay, maybe I was wrong.” He said before leaving a lingering kiss on Stiles’ beaming lips.

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The two of them lay together in a post-sex daze for hours, just happy to be finally back to one another. Stiles knew that he would be reluctant to let Derek out of his sight but for now Derek wasn’t quite ready to let go of him either.

Stiles had a thought and a grin crept up onto his face. “So… does this mean that I’m your boyfriend now?”

Derek rolled his eyes and chuckled. “You know… I haven’t missed everything about you.”

“Oh come on, I know that’s a lie.” He smiled. “Actually, my mouth might frustrate you, but come on; you’ve got to love my quick wit.”

“Your mouth, I can handle.” He tilted up Stiles’ chin for a peck on the lips.

“I should have figured you’d say that.”

Derek sighed before slipping out from under Stiles’ arm.

“Where do you think you’re going?”

Derek looked back at him as he sat on the edge of the bed. “To get a glass of water, is that allowed?”

“Oh don’t start. Don’t make me out to be this clingy little teenager already.” Stiles grumbled and Derek shook his head.

“I’m coming back.” He smiled.

“You can get water in the morning.” Stiles said before he heard his phone ringing from the pocket of his strewn away jeans.

“Maybe you should get that while I go downstairs and get some water.” Derek said as he loosely pulled on his own jeans and headed out the door.

“I’m getting it… it’s been what, three hours, and you’re already back to being a sour wolf.” He muttered the last part as he searched for his jeans on the floor.

“I heard that Stiles!” Derek called from downstairs.

“Damn him and his werewolf hearing.” He said as he found his phone and pressed the call button. “Hello?”

“Hi Stiles, where are you?” His father’s voice came through the line and Stiles forgot that he hadn’t told him what he was doing, mainly because he didn’t know it was going to happen until the moment it happened.

“Oh, hey dad, sorry I completely forgot to text you. I’m uh… I’m at Derek’s place.” He said.

“Derek’s place? I thought there was something going on there?”

“Well we settled our differences you could say.”

“I don’t want to know.”

“No! Dad I didn’t – never mind. Sorry I didn’t let you know where I was going it just kind of happened.” He said.

“It’s fine son. What I really want to know is why I ate dinner and watched the game with two teenagers… who are still here by the way.”

Stiles thought about it for a second before it clicked. “Oh, are they still there?”

“Yeah Stiles, they’re still here, and they want to know what we’re going do the rest of the night.” Stiles couldn’t help but grin to himself. As he tried to supress his laughter his father heard him and chuckled back. “Yes, I know it’s an odd situation but I know these kids don’t really have anywhere they want to go so what the hell am I supposed to do with them?”

He finally let out a real laugh. “Send them over here, we’ll figure it out.”

“I don’t even think they have a car…”

“Don’t worry dad I’m sure Jackson will pick them up from somewhere.”

“Alright, well I’ll see you tomorrow son. Make sure you tell Derek that I’ll be after him if he puts a foot wrong.” Stiles smiled.

“Yeah dad, I will.”

They hung up and he laughed to himself before pulling on his jeans and grabbing his shirt.

Derek walked into the room as he was pulling it over his head. “Where are you going?” He asked.

“Well… nowhere. Actually… I may have just invited Erica and Isaac over here. And you know that means that the rest of them will be here too…”

Derek let out a loud groan. “Seriously? And you all question why I left for so long.”

“You secretly love it though.”

Derek raised an eyebrow. “I will never have a quiet moment again.”

“Oh come on.” Stiles smiled.

“How long until they get here?”

Stiles shrugged. “I don’t know, maybe a half hour.”

Derek’s lips twisted into a smile. “Good.” He dropped to his knees and began to unbuckle Stiles’ jeans and Stiles laughed.

“You never quit do you?”

“When it comes to you? Not anymore.”

Stiles smiled, his heart warming at Derek smiling up at him.

“Well then by all means, continue.”

Derek laughed, his hot breath tickling Stiles’ hip as he kissed him softly, absolutely elated to have him back and knowing that he won't let him slip away so easily again.

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A/N: Sequel will be Scisaac, but trust me when I say it'll probably be equal Scisaac/Sterek because I have a soft spot for Sterek, it's kind of my OTP. I just need another lead relationship because we've already been through the trials of Sterek i this book, but they will never be over, in fact I already have plenty of ideas for them in the next book!

The next chapter will be the last, and it will be a short epilogue.

Thank you all so much for reading! Please leave your comments and I will post the final chapter asap.