"Excuse me, only I can call him pup or something like that; and I don't recall us having anything to talk about. Liam get on, were leaving" Stiles said
"I'm not moving Stiles" Derek said
"Fine, don't. I don't care." He got in the jeep after Liam did, started up the engine and began driving; Derek astonished dug his claws on the trunk to hold himself and Stiles hit the brake without advice. He grabbed his bat and got down.
"What is your problem!? What am I supposed to do with those holes there?" He said swinging his bat trying to hit Derek but missing at every swing.
"Your fault for being so childish" Derek stated.
"Right, and your crush telling you that the only thing you know to do is how to waste your life and speak out of place is very mature isn't it?" Stiles snapped.
"Crush?" Derek asked surprised.
"Uhg, to hell with this. I'm so done with you." Stiles said. Derek reached for Stiles' arm but he managed to dodge him by sidestepping "Leave me alone!" he yelled getting on the car again and driving away.
"He seemed genuinely sorry you know" Liam mumbled.
Stiles looked at him incredulously "Whose side are you on?" he grunted.
"Look I hate the guy 'cause he treats you like crap always and you've saved his ass a lot of times; but you can't deny the fact that he has suffered a lot too and he was really sorry just now." Liam responded.
After dropping off Liam at his place Stiles headed to his house. Luckily the sheriff had night shift so he wouldn't have to give any explanation. Half way down to his house, his phone buzzed and he read the message.
"Hey, I've finished my duties for the night. Can I go over to your place?" Isaac.
As he was about to reply he got a call. It was Scott, he answered
"Hey Scotty, what's up?"
"Um, is Derek still at your place?"
"Don't know. I'm not at home. Is he there?"
"Yeah, I was heading there when I saw him park his car a few blocks away and then he entered through your room's window. I guess he didn't notice me" Scott said on the other side of the line
"I see... thanks Scott, I owe you one"
"So, wanna come over to my place?"
"Uh sorry buddy, got plans already. I can't tell you now 'cause I promised I wouldn't but If it's ok with you I could get there about... Midnight o later perhaps?"
"Midnight? Um. Okay, good thing my mom has night shift today. Just call me when you're here okay?"
"Gotcha. See ya" he hung up.
"Nope. Not my house. Meet you in the same spot in twenty" Stiles
When Stiles arrived, Isaac was already there; they greeted each other and talked a lot about many things.
He explained how, after Allison's death, Chris and he went to France, how Chris had taken care of him and even treated him like his son. How after getting the news of Kate's revival Chris returned to Beacon Hills and asked him to stay in France. How when Chris left with the Calaveras in pursuit of Kate he had called him for help. How they found Kate and really killed her for good and afterward they both returned to France.
"Okay so how did you both get involved with this new creature thing?" Stiles asked.
"We got word from Deucalion that Ethan was attacked and wounded pretty bad. He tried to take a look in Ethan's memories but nothing helped. He's in a coma right now in his town. Has been for almost a month" Isaac said serious.
"And what have you got until now?"
"Well, we know this thing has been attacking werewolves and people who help them. Attacks on the woods, especially in places were the foliage is thick. Werewolves that tend to resist its poison go under a profound coma. Humans definitely don't resist the poison. Its bites are made with a pair of mid-sized fangs. But one of the most curious things is that, it leaves no scent to track. We only know it's a supernatural creature because it tried to finish off Ethan, however, Ducaleon made someone put mountain ash around Ethan's hospital bed and it could get past it." He detailed.
Stiles was very intrigued and as if reading his mind Isaac spoke "The surveillance cams were smashed, before you ask" he sighed.
"Okay and if you can't follow a trace, how do you know it's headed to Beacon Hills?" Stiles asked once again.
"Because it's the closest town to Ethan's and besides you have two alphas here and a lot of people who help them" Isaac said.
"It's the expected pattern" Stiles approved.
They were in silence a few seconds. "So plenty of weird things happened here after I left don't you think?"
"Tell me about it" Stiles remarked.
"Yeah. There is one thing however that completely shocked me" Isaac said with a mischievous grin and draining all colors from Stiles' face like he sensed the words that were about to come out "You have a crush on Derek?"
Stiles huffed and rolled his eyes "I really hate werewolves. You'd do exceedingly well as a reporter you know? Always hearing what you shouldn't"
"But is it true?" He asked.
Stiles sighed "You want the light version or the kinky one?"
"You had sex with Derek Hale!?" Isaac questioned with a surprised faced that made Stiles laugh for almost five minutes.
"No Isaac" He finally said
"Okay, I'll go for the kinky version. Let's see how depraved Derek can be" Isaac said enthusiastically.
"Well too bad, I'll give you the light version. I'm pretty sure Derek wouldn't be happy if anyone knew details of his private life" Stiles smirked.
"You can be dull when you want, you know" Isaac rolled his eyes and leaned against a tree sitting on the ground.
Stiles explained briefly to Isaac the encounters with Derek including the ones of that night, leaving out the almost sexual events.
Around midnight Stiles said that he began to feel sleepy so they said good bye and hugged. On his way to Scott's place he thought Scott would feel Isaac's scent so he removed his sweater and threw it to the back of the jeep.
He arrived at Scott's place and opened the door, he heard nothing so he thought maybe Scott was asleep; he headed to his friend's room and when he entered, he found him practically naked in front of his laptop "Holy crap! Why didn't you tell me you would be doing that?" he said covering his eyes and turning away with his face burning red.
"I told you to announce when you were coming!" Scott snapped typing as fast as he could and then closing the laptop.
"Did you put that thing away already?" Stiles asked like a traumatized kid.
"What do you mean by 'thing' Stiles?" he asked narrowing his eyes.
"Dude I'm not particularly fond of watching other guys' stuff" he responded, back still turned to Scott.
"That didn't seem to be the case that night in the forest. Remember which night?" Scott teased.
Stiles thought about a hundred replies to that one while turning around, but none as cool as he would want. Suddenly his phone buzzed.
"Where the heck are you Stiles?" Derek
He grinned
"Busy" Stiles
"Doing what?" Derek
"In the room of some naked guy, now if you'll excuse me, I have to get going." Stiles
Derek's eyes widened and contemplated astonished his cellphone screen displaying Stiles' text. He typed another message and sent it.
"Do you have any idea where your pesky friend might be?" Derek
Scott heard his phone buzz.
"It's 1 o'clock Derek. He should be home." Scott
"No he's not! Has he met anyone lately?" Derek
"Idk he doesn't tell this kind of stuff lately! Why would u want 2 know? Let him be" Scott
"Because there's a rampaging creature heading towards or already in Beacon Hills, Scott. I'm coming over" Derek
"Great, Derek's coming" he grunted
"What? Oh boy!" he said with a worried look on his face
"Don't worry man, he won't hurt you as long as I'm here to protect you" Scott said putting a hand on Stiles' shoulder.
"I'm not worried about me. I'm worried about you. I told him I was busy in a naked guy's room Scotty" he said biting his fingernails.
"You what!?"
"I gotta go. Better for both of us he doesn't find me here." He mumbled.
"Wait! You have a rather familiar scent on you; I just can't seem to place it. Who did you see before coming here?" Scott asked
Stiles' eyes widened "You're imagining things buddy. See you later" he ran downstairs getting into his jeep and racing home. Scott couldn't believe anything that had happened and put on his pajamas over his boxer briefs and waited for Derek who appeared about ten minutes later.
He poked his head trough Scott's window and caught up the scents in the room "You were with Stiles!? I'll take he's home now" he grumbled and turned before fully entering, jumped down the roof and into his car.
"He smelled u. He's heading back 2 ur house. Sorry." Scott
Stiles sighed. He took off his clothes and hid them beneath a pile of dirty clothes to hide Isaac's scent and took a shower. When he got out Derek was sitting on his bed looking pretty mad, which Stiles thought for a split second, made him look hot; he then pushed the idea aside.
They stared at each other for about one minute, until Derek broke the silence.