The Hale Twins [Sterek] [Hobrien]

Chapter 3

Tyler drove down the road trying to figure out what Stiles was going to say to him when he got there. Surely he was going to rip him a new one the second he saw him. Scott and Lydia would probably lay into him as well. Issac might just hug him like a lost puppy because Tyler was the only person who cared to try and find him after he left with Chris Argent after Allison's death and talked the boy into coming home. The rest of the pack was mostly impartial to him, granted they weren't a part of the original pack so they don't really understand much of it.

"So how long have you known my cousin exactly?" Dylan asked breaking the silence.

"I want to say around five years now. Derek and I ran into Scott and Stiles in the woods when they were trespassing on private property." Tyler sighed thinking back to that day. Those two had no idea how big this all was going to end up being.

"Figures. Stiles always pushed the whole 'my dad is the sheriff' thing a little too far." Dylan scuffed.

"Well, they also got us thrown into jail for a couple of nights thinking that we killed our sister." Tyler chuckled, he still wants to rip their throats out with his teeth for that.

"Sounds like them." Dylan shook his head. "So, why did you stick around when Derek left? Shouldn't you have gone with your brother?" Tyler bit the inside of his cheek at that question.

"I had a job to do. Which was to take care of Stiles, Derek is an idiot when he ran off with Braedan thinking that she was what he needed." Tyler growled the woman's name. He never liked her, he thought about killing her multiple times.

"Why did you have to take care of Stiles? Couldn't Scott do that?"

"He could. But this was different, Derek didn't exactly make friends with everyone at first, I did. Stiles is one of my best friends, but he belongs to my brother and I can't cross that line." Tyler hated this talk, it was hard enough with himself let alone another person.

"Belongs to Derek? How?" Dylan gave Tyler a puzzled look.

"What do you know about us?" Tyler asked pulling the car over. They weren't far from the loft, but he wanted to be away from there for just a little longer.

"The werewolf thing or is there something else that Stiles forgot to tell me?" Dylan gave Tyler a blank look.

"Stiles is Derek's mate. They belong together, Stiles has been in love with Derek for three years and my brother was too stupid to figure his shit out until he left. I stayed to look after Stiles and make sure nothing happened to him. From the day we met Stiles, I knew it was my job to take care of him until Derek figured his shit out. We're family and we protect each other and the things that we love." Tyler sadly explained.

"Then why was he taken by the hunt? Why did you let him leave to join the FBI?" Dylan asked almost fighting for an answer.

"The hunt was different, there was no stopping that and everyone knows it. Lydia and I were the first two to remember him. My own uncle was in that damn hunt! Stiles begged to go to school, do you really think that I just let him leave? I went with him. I came back early because Scott needed my help and Stiles, of course, went after Derek when he found out that the FBI was after him." Tyler growled, he hated thinking about all of this.

"Do you love him?" How did we get here? One second they're just about at each other's throats and the next Dylan is asking about love.

"Who?"

"Stiles, you idiot." Dylan rolled his eyes.

"Maybe I do. It's not like I wanted too! I know that I can't have him, I would never do that to him or Derek. Why does that matter?" Tyler slumped down in his seat looking out the driverside window. "Why did you have to start asking questions? I was actually liking your company for about five seconds." He grumbled now feeling even shittier than he already did.

"I wanted to know and Stiles wanted me to get into your head." Dylan shrugged.

"I'm going to rip your throat out with my teeth," Tyler growled before starting the car again and driving down the road.

"Who knows, I might like it." Dylan winked over at him. Tyler blinked in shock for a second, did he just say that?

"I'm going to ignore that for right now until I figure out what Stiles wants from me. We will continue this conversation another time." Tyler said pulling into the parking lot of the loft. Everyone seemed to be here, great there was going to be an audience.