spamalot } { of saying goodbyes and family protection

[impetere]

Stiles: [has gone to the new loft to sign off on the construction details, knowing he was supposed to be heading to Larua's but needed to do this first. And being out of the loop, isn't surprised to see Derek there, holding the clipboard] Hey Derek, ready to do this?

Derek: Yeah. Just a few things, and the place is yours.

Stiles: Great, because I can't wait to get into this place. Not that I didn't mind living with your mom and all. [and they go around looking at things, and finally they are in the back bathroom and Stiles is looking at the shower and grinning as he faces Derek, who is closing the door behind him] Derek?

Derek: Stiles, you really sure you're ready for this? I mean, you've already let yourself get hurt over, and over, and over again because of your feelings. Do you really think this is going to be any different?

Stiles: [confused, crossing his arms a bit] I thought you were okay with all this.

Derek: Oh, I learned a long time ago not to stand in Cora’s way when she wants something. But how long do you really think you're going to keep her satisfied before she decides, yet again, that you're not everything she wants... that she's going to want more than you.

Stiles: [backs away a bit, uncomfortable] She's not going to do that.

Derek: Is she? You thought that before, right? That Suzanna was going to be the right one. And every time she beat your pathetic ass, you knew it was because you just can't get it right. You're broken, Stiles. Just a sad, broken little human that the girls pity until they realize that you're not worth their time. And then what, Stiles, you'll just slink off to the next girl who'll use you and toss you away. You secretly like it, don't you? [He's gotten closer with each step, and Derek's smirk grows as Stiles backs away into a corner, panic rising in him]

Stiles: Why are you doing this, Derek? What the hell have I done to you?

Derek: You? Nothing at all. But others? They've filled you full of suffering, pain and anger. That's makes you perfect. [and Derek moves quickly, grapping Stiles by the throat and listing him off his feet, choking him as another hand went straight for cupping his cheek]

Stiles: Derek... stop...

Derek: [his eyes flash and his smirk grows] You're exactly what I need. [and he pulls the conflict out of Stiles, planning on devouring him piece by piece, his hand on Stiles' throat keeping him nice and quiet]

Cora: [she had felt it the moment Stiles started panicking and had just taken off running for the apartment. Deaton is going to follow but he's going to, you know, drive like a sane person. Stiles’ fear keeps getting stronger the closer she gets, pushing her to run faster. It's not long before she's wrenching open the door to the bathroom, grabbing her brother by the shoulders with a snarl and throwing him off of Stiles.]

Stiles: [slumps to the floor, panting and curling into the wall, feeling drained and cold]

Derek: [snarls back at Cora, gameface on, eyes glowing before a smirk comes to his lips] You really want to try and take me on, little sister?

Cora: [oh, she's not going to hold back] I've been kicking my brother's ass for a long time. Try me.

Derek: That's only because I held back. That's not going to be a problem any longer.

Cora: I'm willing to bet I'm angrier.

Derek: Oh, little puppy, you think you're angry now, just wait.

Cora: [she grits her teeth as she sees Deaton sneak inside trying to keep the thing's attention on her as Deaton prepares their countermeasure] You really want to keep making me angry?

Stiles: [looks up at Cora, then Deaton, shivering and pulling his arms around his body more] Cora... what's going on?

Derek: You really want to keep distracting me? [yes, he smells you, Deaton.]

Cora: [Deaton's already moving, and her face flickers into a smirk before charging him and trying to pin him to the nearest surface without a second thought]

Derek: [he's going to slip to the side at the last moment though, slamming Cora into the wall behind him that she was going to pin him against instead. He's going to turn to Deaton, but Stiles is up seeing Cora hurt and he taps Derek on the shoulder, and slugs him across the jaw, bruising his hand. But it's five seconds more of distraction as Derek flexes his jaw and goes to grab Stiles again]

Cora: [she grabs his shirt before he can, digging her claws into his skin before turning and slamming him into the wall as Deaton surges in, looking to jam a needle down into his neck and pushing the plunger]

Stiles: [jumps away, tucking his hand under his arm as he watches]

Derek: [his eyes flash, and then roll into the back of his head as he slumps into the wall, passed out]

Cora: [pulls back as he drops to the ground, exhaling slowly, before turning to Stiles, eyes wide with concern] Are you okay?

Stiles: I think I really broke my hand this time. [he shakes his head because he's so not okay] What's going on, Cora?

Cora: [she moves closer, moving to take his hand gently so she can see the damage] We think ...

Deaton: We believe Derek is possessed by what's called a nogitsune.

Stiles: [he holds it out, and yeah, it's probably broken this time.] A what sue nay?

Cora: Evil Japanese fox spirit. That was what the thing was about tonight - my mom was supposed to lock him down but he slipped away before she could. I'm sorry, I should have told you. [and the regret is clear, she hates that he's in pain]

Stiles: No, it's fine. You didn't know he was going to try and kill me. How... how did this thing get in him?

Deaton: We don't know. But right now we need to get him back to the Hale house, and you need to have that hand looked at.

Cora: I'll take you to the hospital. I think Melissa's on shift.

Stiles: [nods] But you know how to get it out of him, right? That was a cure you gave him?

Deaton: That was a stop gap. The cure we're still working on but that should at least suppress it for a little while.

Stiles: So it's not over. Great. [nods] Yeah, I think I want to get my hand looked at now before he wakes back up.

Cora: [she nods a bit, starting to guide him towards the door before looking back to Deaton] Do you need a hand?

Deaton: [shakes his head] He'll be unconscious long enough to for me to get him back to the house. You head to the hospital.

Cora: [nods and goes to lead Stiles down to the car]

Derek: [just gonna stay passed out over here]

Stiles: [goes easily, not complaining] We can help him though, right?

Deaton: [and with that, they'll exit this particular log and return to the Hale house for later shenanigans]

Cora: I think so. I hope so. My mom is calling Kira's mom to see what she knows about them.

Stiles: Kira...?

Cora: Oh. Kira's a friend of mine from Boston and is like ... Jason's fifth cousin twice removed or something. She and her mom are kitsune.

Stiles: Oh. So... maybe they've possessed people before? [he has no idea how this works]

Cora: [laughs a bit] No. But since a nogitsune is a dark kitsune? They might have dealt with one before.

Stiles: Ah, okay, I think I get it now. [he'll research all the things later on the plane. Just right now ow, hand.]

Cora: [yep, and they'll head to the hospital and get the hand x-rayed and stuff and it'll be a nice little time skip where they'll mostly focus on Stiles and Medical Stuff before] My mom is sending the kids to New Orleans.

Stiles: So Liam and Lucy?

Cora: And Laura's kids, and Allison and the boys, with Nadia. [there's a beat] You and Dina should go too.

Stiles: [looks down at his casted hand a moment, then nods] So pretty much get those who can't match him in power out of town with the kids, huh?

Cora: [she nods a bit] It'll keep you safe. Klaus won't let anything happen to you guys.

Stiles: But you're staying here. [he really doesn't like that. not at all]

Cora: My mom needs every member of the pack she can get. It's bad enough Nadia and Malia can't stay - I can't go when I can still fight.

Stiles: I don't want to leave you.

Cora: Stiles, he got out and he went right for you. We got lucky this time, but if he gets away again ... [she takes another step into him, and there's this desperation to it, that as much as she wants him to be here so that she can lean on him if needed, the risks are too great] I can't lose you.

Stiles: [he takes her hand with his good one and squeezes, nodding] Alright, I'll go. But I want check ins.

Cora: [she looks relieved at that, nodding as she leans in to kiss him] Every night. I promise.

Stiles: [kisses her back, and then just keeps her close in a hug]

Cora: [curls into him, resting her chin against his shoulder. After a moment her eyes close and she simply sinks into the hold, knowing it's probably the last time she's going to have it for a while.]

Stiles: [kisses her neck gently] I'll be fine. Always wanted to go to New Orleans anyway. You just stay safe and help Derek.

Cora: [she nods a bit] Don't let Klaus give you his tour of the city. [that's ... all the warning she's going to give him on that one] And if he gives you any crap, tell me.

Stiles: I think I can handle a mouthy werewolf. [smirks]

Cora: [she laughs] Mouthy is one word for it.

Stiles: My dad and Melissa know?

Cora: Scott is going to talk to them about taking an impromptu vacation somewhere far away from here.

Stiles: I should tell my team to go take a team building vacation to somewhere. Without me... [sighs] He wouldn't go after them, would he?

Cora: [shakes her head] I don't think so. He seems to want to hurt my mom more than anyone else - and we won't let him get that far.

Stiles: Well, let's get going. I guess the faster we're out of here, the better you can focus.

Cora: [nods at that and off they go to pack up children and belongings and get back to Laura's where there's a few cars to pack them all into as well as a very upset looking Allison balancing Noah on her hip as she talks to Scott]

Scott: [is still hugging Ryan, who has turned into a necktie] I promise I'll be safe, Allison. You know I will be.

Allison: No, I know. [it's not him she's upset with, it's the situation] I just don't like this.

Scott: I don't like it too, but Derek's family. I need to help him.

Allison: I know. [she takes a deep breath before taking a step forward and realizing that there are a lot of children in the way] Dad, can you ... ? [please take a grandchild]

Chris: [chuckles] Hey boys, come give grandpa hugs. [he takes Noah, and holds open his arm for Ryan to let go of Scott]

Ryan: [had employed the HE CAN'T GO IF I DON'T LET GO philosophy but once Noah is gone, Allison can gently pry him off of his father to give to Chris]

Chris: [takes both boys and goes to walk towards Melissa to the couple can have their moment in peace]

Scott: [rubs his neck] Ow.

Allison: [she smirks a bit at that, taking a step closer and raising one hand to help] He's getting big.

Scott: Yeah, he is. Maybe we should sign him up for football.

Allison: I think he's a little young still, but maybe when he's bigger.

Scott: Maybe. [slides closer and wraps his arms around her waist] Tyler's assured me that you'll be safe with Klaus. So no trying to sneak back here and help, okay?

Allison: [sighs heavily] No, I won't. I'm just not used to having to sit out the fight.

Scott: You're going to have your own battles. You and Stiles have to keep nine children from figuring out how to hotwire the jet and fly home.

Allison: [there's a half laugh at that] Thankfully it's late and most of them will probably pass out once we're on the plane.

Scott: [pulls her closer] You'll be back soon, and I'll make it up to you, I promise.

Allison: [nods and curls onto his arms, closing her eyes into the hold] I love you.

Scott: [nuzzles in her hair, taking in her scent] I love you too.

Allison: If you get yourself killed, I swear to God I will find a way to bring you back so that I can kill you myself. [redundant, true, but she believes it makes her point rather effectively.]

Scott: Seeing that I know you can do pretty much anything if you put your mind to it, I will take that threat seriously.

Allison: Good. [she picks her head up and leans in to kiss him] Be careful.

Scott: [kisses her back, brushing his hand along her cheek] You too.

Allison: [she nods] I will.

Nadia: We should get going. Getting everyone onto the plane is going to be ... interesting, to say the least.

Allison: [glances over to her and nods, before kissing Scott one last time and going to take one of her sons from Chris] You be careful too.

Chris: I will. [he kisses each grandson on the cheek as he hands them over, and then his daughter on the forehead] Don't cause too much trouble for your mother now, boys.

Ryan: [already sleepy] I won't.

Allison: [nods and turns to head towards one of the cars]

Stiles: [has Dina in and saying his goodbyes as well]

Fiona: [has got Liam off to the side as she's strapping in Lucy for the car trip] Keep an eye on your sister, okay? I know things are going to be crazy so try and help out as best you can.

Liam: [is pouting against the car, looking towards where the Hale House is] I will.

Fiona: [she places a hand on his shoulder, trying to draw his attention back to her] I'm serious, Liam.

Liam: [he looks over at her, and there's something more in his eyes. Fear] I said I will.

Fiona: Good. [and with that she'll reach for him to pull him into a tight hug] It'll be okay.

Liam: [hugs her tightly] You're going to save him, right mom?

Fiona: [nods a bit against his shoulder] He's going to be fine. I promise.

Liam: I don't want to lose another dad.

Fiona: You're not. [she pulls back, cupping his face in her hands] We're going to get it out of him and he's going to be okay.

Liam: [nods, trying not to tear up] And I don't want to lose you either.

Fiona: Hey, hey. [her voice softens a bit, giving him a small smile] It's going to take something tougher than that to get me. I'm not going anywhere.

Liam: I just... I don't want to be an orphan again.

Fiona: You won't. I promise, you're not going to lose either of us.

Liam: You better keep that promise. [and no, he's just going to hug her again tightly]

Fiona: [she'll hug him back, running a hand over the back of his head] I'll see you soon.

Liam: [nods] I'll take good care of Lucy.

Fiona: Good. [she smiles] And have a little fun too. New Orleans is awesome, and I think there are some kids in the pack that are your age.

Liam: You sure I can't go to Gabe?

Fiona: Not this time, kiddo.

Liam: [sighs] Alright.

Fiona: [she gives him a kiss on the cheek, before ushering him into the car] Relax. It'll be fine. [there's a pretty teenage emissary to be on the other side]

Liam: I hope so. [is probably going to notice teenage emnisary's gay BFF more. apparently he's leaning that way]

Fiona: [well ... good for him.] I'll see you soon.

Liam: I love you, mom. Tell Dad I love him too when you get him back, okay? [climbing in next to Lucy now]

Fiona: [nods, giving him a small smile as she closes the door] I will. I love you too.

Peter: [overseeing most of it] You guys need to get going. [is trying to be the strong leader type here]

Nadia: [she sees that and comes over to say her goodbyes] We'll be fine.

Peter: I know. I'm not worried about that.

Nadia: Derek will be fine too.

Peter: [nods] That is the goal. But it will also depend on if he is aware in any of this.

Nadia: I suppose that's what you'll have to find out.

Peter: [he reached up to cup her cheek] You just enjoy New Orleans with the children. You'll be home soon.

Nadia: [there's a small smile at that, before she steps in to kiss him] I know.

Peter: [he kisses her back, then presses his forehead against hers] If you need me for any reason, you just call. Okay?

Nadia: [nods] I will.

Peter: [his hand goes to her stomach] And don't you give your mommy any problems, you hear me little one?

Nadia: [her hand moves down to rest over his for a moment before looking up with a sigh] I'll call when we land.

Peter: I'll be waiting. Love you.

Nadia: I love you too. [And with that she'll get in the car and the New Orleans group will drive off, leaving Caroline and Malia to head to Palo Alto]

Caroline: [glances down at her watch] We should get going too.

Peter: [watches Nadia go]

Isaac: If anything happens... if you even think you're going into labor... if you just think about going into labor, just call me, okay?

Malia: [laughs a bit] Don't worry. You'll be the first to know.

Isaac: I better. [kisses her]

Tyler: Tell Elena and Matt I said thank you.

Caroline: We will. [and she'll hug him tightly] If you die before the wedding, I'll never forgive you.

Malia: [kisses him back, holding it for a moment] Be careful.

Tyler: Hey, have a bit of faith. I'm not totally useless in the werewolf department.

Isaac: I will.

Caroline: [smirks a bit] Just making sure you're aware.

Malia: [one more small smile that turns a bit sad, before she turns and heads towards the car]

Peter: [walking over] What, I don't get a goodbye hug too?

Malia: [she glances back with a smirk] Wasn't sure if you wanted to.

Peter: Get over here now [because no, he's hugging you and your big belly because he just wants to protect you all]

Malia: [and she will go without a fight because this is her dad and she doesn't like this at all, but she gets why she has to go]

Peter: [pulls her close and tight to him, whispering in her ear] Just stay safe and take care of the baby. I'll take care of Isaac, and you'll be home in time to welcome that little one into the pack with all of us.

Malia: I hope so. Be careful, Dad.

Peter: I always am. [kisses her cheek] Call me after you call Isaac.

Malia: I will. [And with that she will finally get into the car and she and Caroline will drive off into the distance]

Peter: [nods and looks at where the others are standing] Alright, kids. Remember no talking about them or to them within Derek's earshot and they will stay nice and safe until we're done with this. Let's go.

Cora & Fiona: [nods and turns to head back towards the house]

Boys: [all head back too, in various stages of dealing with missing their mates]

Girls: [everyone is miserable, gdi Derek.]