You Have to Start Over (at the End)

“Just tell me, Derek,” Stiles says quietly. “Is it... is my dad okay?” “Your dad's fine,” Derek says before pressing his lips together against an exhale. “It's about Stuart.” “What about him?” Stiles asks. “Stuart doesn't really exist,” Derek says, with such a calm certainty that it can't be argued with. “There is no Stuart, and there never has been. You don't have a brother, Stiles.”