Stiles nodded slowly and hugged Chris tightly. “Okay,” he answered softly. He let go so they could head out to Chris’ vehicle and head to the Hale estate to meet up with Derek.
When they got there, Derek’s suv was parked in the driveway and the wolf was standing on the front porch. Stiles got out of Chris’ vehicle and ran up the steps, wrapping his arms tightly around Derek and hugging him close. Derek hugged him in return and glanced over at Chris, a sad smile on his face as he did so.
“Thank you both for coming,” he said quietly. “I just needed to go through some things with you both before I left…”
Chris let Stiles go, not liking the way this conversation would end. He didn’t want to go separate ways than Derek, but he couldn’t exactly stop him. He walked up the steps and paused to return the gesture, reaching a hand to rest it on Derek’s shoulder. “Once we pack, we’re headed to France.” he replied. “There’s nothing left for Stiles and I in this town but bad memories and pain.” He knew Derek would understand their reason and he looked around the manor for a moment before reaching for Stiles’ hand. “What did you want to talk to us about?”
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