AN: If you read any of my other stories, you probably know I'm a bit of a pushover/people please/enabler which means that when an amazing reviewer says something, they get it. Evilanimegenious is the genius behind this idea in my PM Inbox, so this is because of and for evilanimegenious, who's awesome beyond words.
Summary: Lydia and Danny go Private Investigator on Stiles after he asks them one to many times if they find him attractive. Their results are that apparently yes, he is and he's completely oblivious to all of it and their pack's a little messed up.
I should mention this takes place before season three but it has Kira, Ethan and Aiden in it...it's just a mess. I'm so sorry but you know what we need something a bit cheerier.
It's a question, a simple question, a five-worded question that stems completely off of Stiles' own curiosity. It's not like he means anything when he asks it, he's just slightly curious, okay so slightly is a huge understatement, he's extremely curious. And it's not like there is any harm in asking the question, it's not like he expects that if either of them do, somehow, find him attractive that means it's okay to make any further advances towards them. This is about as far as he'd go in order to date them because he doesn't think that there's anything to be attracted to when he looks in the mirror. Not that he had low self-esteem or anything, he knew he wasn't bad looking. It was just compared to some of the other guys at school he was average at best. He had no issues with it, he just wondered if other people thought he was attractive too, who better to ask than two of his pack that are probably the hottest and best with getting guys. Danny and Lydia but maybe he should've eased up on the questioning so much, they just never gave an answer. That made him think that they probably found him attractive, why else withhold such important information from him and yes, this information was so important it was almost valuable and would probably be marked classified. But so far it's unsolved information. Even Scott hasn't answered him, not that he asks Scott a lot. Scott wouldn't know. Scott's not good at this kind of stuff.
He's also learned not to ask in pack because...well, magical werewolf hearing. He learned his lesson the summer Jackson was back in town and overheard. He always thought Derek would be the scariest werewolf he knew to pin him to a wall but no, Jackson growling at him and pinning him against the wall with his claws just pricking skin almost scared him to death. Lydia and Danny laughed at him and coaxed Jackson that Stiles was just curious. He still gets texts from Jackson that read 'do you find ME attractive? Yeah, cause I'm everyone's type.' and hell if Stiles could deny that he would. However, if he tried to deny that the werewolves would pick up on his lying and that's one embarrassment he'd rather avoid. But it stops him from asking when the pack is around and they still don't know what's going on between the four. Stiles isn't going to tell any of them any time soon, trust him, he's not willing to and he knows the other three won't either. He has blackmail on them, he has blackmail on this entire pack and it's not that they're all werewolves. He could destroy more than their Beacon Hills social life if he wanted to and none of them - except Danny,Scott, Lydia and Jackson – actually know about it as they don't need to know about it. But they should know because, come on, he's Stiles, they should know better.
None of that keeps him from asking in school, sitting behind or next to or in front of one of them, sometimes both of them. He's very bold, it's not something he needs to keep hushed about or hide. They know, he knows they talk about it. He's heard them talk about it. So, why should he pretend like he only asks one? He didn't think they'd team up against him and try to figure the answer to the question out. Hell, he didn't even think they'd put effort into answering him, let alone stalking him to figure out if he's attractive or not. That's what it was, it was stalking not being private investigator's. Call it what you will but it's still stalking and to be honest, he's happy with their response.
"You guys never answered me," Stiles says, leaning forward to whisper at both of them. Lydia and Danny both raise their heads, faces conveying the same annoyed expression in different details. "Do you find me attractive?" Danny looks towards Lydia who looks back towards him, blinking slowly and pursing her lips as she turns, raising her brows when she meets Danny's eyes. Stiles leans closer, expecting an answer when the bell rings. He huffs out an irritated breath when he doesn't get an answer.
"We'll find out for you." Lydia says before walking away, leaving him confused behind them until the teacher clears her throat in front of him. He's quick to scramble after them but by the time he gets out into the hallway they're nowhere in sight. What the hell did that mean? He walks away from the class and misses the two pack members hiding behind a locker and a book. The book lowering so eyes could follow his retreating figure and a smirk forming on red lips. "Well, shall we go find out if Stiles is attractive?"
"We'll give him a full-report on our findings when we're done." Danny grabs a notebook from his locker and turns to Lydia, holding it out to her. She accepts it, perfectly polished nails standing out against the black covering. She smiles.
"Step one:" She reads. "Grocery shopping." Never let it be said Lydia didn't care about her friends and that's what Stiles was, her friend. So for his sake – and partially her's and Danny's sanity – they would tell him who thought he was attractive and who didn't. Full report, as many pages and days as it took. And every Tuesday, Stiles goes grocery shopping at the supermarket in the plaza near the outskirts of town. The whole pack knows because he usually calls Derek beforehand in case the pack needs anything when he goes. Which Derek doesn't condone but that's probably because of his awkward, massive hard-on for the teen. Or maybe Derek just had an awkward, massive hard on for any emotionally messed up teen. Seriously, why else would he stalk teenagers and bite them in order to get them to spend more time with him? He can't be that lonely. What did he do in New York, sit inside while his sister made a living for him? That's highly unbelievable. But at least he wasn't as bad as his psychotic uncle.
By the time Lydia and Danny see Stiles' jeep pull into a parking spot in the lot they're disguised perfectly, or as close to perfect as they're going to get. Lydia looks like a French model, hair hidden under a scarf and eyes behind dark sunglasses. Her normal heels were ditched for some comfortable flats and she wore a tight pair of blue jeans with a fancy top she bought three days ago. Danny, on the other hand, is dressed like a complete slob. He's got a pair of loose gray sweatpants on and a black hoodie with the hood thrown over his head, hiding his eyes with a simple small, barely noticeable, downward tilt of his head. He's always wearing a pair of sneakers, messed up from sports and some scraping on the ground prior to Stiles arriving when Lydia deemed it not enough. Stiles slams the door of his jeep shut and Lydia grabs a small pad for notes, Danny keeping his cell phone out in order to type down any observations he makes. They've planned this all out. Hours or planning how to look normal and not get caught by Stiles, thanking all Alpha's that none had thought Stiles hip was a nice place to sink their fangs into.
Lydia goes in first, finding Stiles easily in the pasta aisle. She keeps an eye on him as his eyes scan the shelves, she completely misses the slightly older gentleman coming up behind him. She's not the only one as Stiles jerks a mile when the man's hand grazes his hip reaching for the pasta.
"Sorry." She hears the blond, older man say to him, lips upturning to smile at Stiles who nods. "Didn't mean to scare you, I just needed to grab this pasta."
"No, it's fine." Stiles says back and Lydia's quick to jot down how the man slips off his wedding ring in order to pocket it when he reaches past Stiles' head again. "I'll just, go over here." Stiles says and Lydia's jaw drops as he moves, completely oblivious to the man's eyes as they roamed appreciatively over his retreating form. Stiles reaches out when he's far away from the man, grabbing two boxes of pasta before lowering and grabbing another one. Lydia pushes her cart slowly and when Stiles leaves the aisle she purposely smashes her cart into the guy, who glares at her but she just raises an eyebrow back at him. Glancing to find Danny standing near Stiles, making it look like he was staring down at his phone while he followed Stiles down another aisle. This was going to take all day, she decides, pushing her cart down the next aisle, now following both boys. She's quick to go past Stiles, who looks at her for a second before shrugging and turning his attention back to the shelves. Thankful she hasn't blown her cover, she continues, waiting for Stiles to finish at that aisle.
"Excuse me?" She hears a familiar voice and jumps looking to Stiles and raising her brows, knowing if she talked, she'd blow her cover for sure. "Hi, can I just get by you real quick to grab...okay...thanks." She's quick to move from his way, afraid of blowing her secret but he just seems to shake his head and frown. The two follow him down every aisle, marking down anything that happens between him and another person, though there are hardly any people here. On a Tuesday, after school. She loses Stiles sometime close to the refrigerated area but is glad to find Danny tapping his foot annoyed behind Stiles in line at check-out. She continues down an aisle, trusting Danny to write down the encounter for her later. Danny looks up when Stiles smiles at the check-out lady, who's maybe a senior or junior in high school but seems to swoon at the smile.
"Afternoon Stiles." She greets, Lyla is her name, according to the name tag she wears on her uniform. Her voice is bright and cheery, cheeks painted a slight pink and smile wide.
"Hi, Lyla, how's school going?" Stiles says back, over the beeps of her slowly scanning each product. Danny narrows his eyes slightly, even he could see the obvious flirt in the girl when she leans forward slightly, smiling at him and blinking a bit.
"It's going real good,I'd love to have your bright personality on campus." Stiles beams back at her, eyes falling to Danny for a second. So maybe a freshman in college then.
"That's really sweet of you." He tells her, smiling. "How are things going with that girl...uh Brianna...was it?"
"Yeah," The girl pouts as Stiles puts the few objects scanned into the bag. "She's still acting like a high school student, no offense. You're too mature, I forget sometimes you're supposed to be in high school." He looks up to her and smiles, eying the rest of his stuff. Is Stiles doing this on purpose? "she told several kids that I was sleeping with this guy on campus who's like four times my age and some people believe her." Stiles whistles.
"You should probably embrace it, be a gold digger with independence." He tells her and she laughs, loudly and Stiles just grins back, looking a bit unsure. Danny can't help but press his fingers to his eyes and pull them to the bridge of his nose. If Stiles didn't realize this was flirting he was the most oblivious, dense person Danny's ever known.
"You're so sweet, Stiles, it's hard to find a guy like you." She tells him, reaching over to squeeze his bicep, Danny's unsure if she was doing it to flirt or just out of sheer desperation but he's pretty sure she got some enjoyment out of that. Stiles smiles and pats her hand, continuing to bag his stuff, though she's stopped scanning to touch him. "You always listen to me." Stiles looks up at her a little unsure.
"You alright?" He asks her and Danny can actually feel himself becoming annoyed and deciding people don't come grocery shopping on this day at this hour purely because this was the hardest thing to watch. The poor girl was trying so hard and Stiles was...he was completely blind to her advances. All he'd have to do is say the word and she'd probably strip for him right here and Stiles had no clue his affect on her.
"Yeah, just thinking about my last boyfriend." Stiles nods at her and smiles.
"Don't worry, I'm sure you'll find another one. There's a guy out there for you." Her eyes light up and Danny sees the cliché of every romcom unfold in front of him. The girl's crush telling her that and her thinking it means he's the one, right before she found her actual 'one'.
"You really think so, Stiles?" He nods to her and Danny wants to bash Stiles' head against the counter for blindly leading her on.
"I know so but I need to hurry back home, sorry." She just smiles and is quick to finish scanning and yes, Danny notices the several products Stiles gets for free. Stiles doesn't seem to notice as he bags them, if he does he doesn't say anything just smiles and hurries back to swipe his card. "It was nice talking to you Lyla, see you in a few weeks."
"Bye, Stiles, it was nice seeing you." She purrs the last word out to him as she leans over to watch him leave, eyes glued to his ass until the doors close behind him and Danny clears his throat.
"What?" She snaps and Danny has half the mind to call her pathetic instead he raises his brow and watches Lydia leave after Stiles. She got in line after him and still left before him. How was that even fair? Lyla, he mentally growls.
Step Two: School Hallway
This one took a little more planning but they had to make sure none of the werewolves were in school, so there might've been a lie about hunters that made Derek and Scott keep them from going but that's just details. Lydia and Danny will later tell them that it was just regular animal hunters and everything will go back to normal. Stiles looks like a little lost at first, from their positions on the other side of the hallway, they wonder if he's going to bail school and guilt fills them. They feel a little bad because he looks a little upset that no one's there but then Allison's approaching him, looking the same way and they realize they forgot to tell her. Lydia makes a face and Danny snaps a picture of three girls giggling and pointing to Stiles like he's some gorgeous celebrity they watch on TV and stalk on twitter. Lydia texts Allison that she's ruining their plan and Allison tells her how two guys and a girl whistled at Stiles and another guy 'accidentally' hit his ass. Then she tells Lydia she wants in or she'll tell Stiles everything.
"Allison's in." Lydia says without hesitation. Allison would be a great asset to their investigations, she was perfect to help and besides, what was one extra set of eyes? It certainly couldn't do any harm. Having a werewolf to catch up on conversations probably would've been a smarter idea but to be honest the wolves aren't really all that good at keeping secrets. In fact, Stiles was the best at keeping secret. Which sucked because they couldn't use him for this. But it was weird because he was really bad at lying, you knew he was lying but you still wouldn't know what he was doing or what was going on until the last possible second or he decided to share his information with you. It didn't really make much sense.
Lydia watches as Allison leaves Stiles and the boy shuts his locker, walking into the small crowd of students, her eyes land on a petite brunette who grabs a few papers before running and crashing into Stiles, who instantly tries to reach for her, just grabbing one little wrist in what had to be a bone-crushing grip with how thin the wrist was. The brunette didn't mind, she just smiled up at Stiles, who seemed to be spewing apologies even though it was her fault. He helped her pick up her papers and books, handing them to her and Lydia itched to get closer as the girls mouth moved. Apparently, Stiles said something funny in return as the girl laughed at him, a genuine laugh that didn't seem at all forced. Stiles grinned and then pointed down the hall, towards the staircase and up. Lydia frowned and watched as she nodded and walked away from him. So maybe it wasn't on purpose but Danny nudged her when she looked away.
"Wait, she's not done yet." Danny tells her and Lydia looks up to see the petite brunette look over to Stiles and her friend run over to giggle with her. She didn't get it.
Step Three: Angry Werewolves(which wasn't really factored in at first because we didn't think we'd have to deal with angered werewolves...we should've planned better)
So, maybe showing up immediately after school wasn't such a great idea but Stiles had excitedly grabbed them when he saw them and explained about this amazing mythical creature he read about online that he had to ask Derek about. They didn't even have time to complain. Not because he walked too fast and dragged them with him but because he didn't shut up about it until the car was parked in front of the building. Seriously, every time he talks on one of his rambles the group tries to figure out if he has a special way to breathe during them and if he had it all planned out in his head. He still surprises them with the amount of words that run out of his mouth as he talks. It should be considered a talent or at least win some world record, damn.
"You lied to us!?" Scott yells when the four get in and all of them go wide eyed, Stiles' lips immediately snapping shut. Lydia and Danny then both did their best to play innocent while Allison and Stiles just looked confused.
"Wait, who lied to you?" Allison asks and Erica stood up pointing at Lydia and Danny, snarling.
"They did." She growls, eyes gleaming yellow in anger. Stiles looks over to them and shrugs, walking away to sit in between Boyd and Issac, who's looking shyly between Allison and Scott. There had been a weird triangle in between them since Issac and Allison started sort-of-but-not-really seeing each other and it drives everyone crazy at times. It's even worse when Kira's in town because then it's this really weird four-way thing no one really understands. Kira's not in town right now though, she was actually heading back from New York as they spoke but that didn't matter. The worst part was none of them were really dating, they were all dancing around each other. The werewolves could basically taste the unresolved sexual tension. Yes, Stiles knew.
At some point in all this Stiles became a comfort for Boyd and Erica, who were dating pretty heavily. They were ultimately a little dependent on each other and protective of each other since they got away from the Alpha's. The two of them did not trust Ethan or Aiden, who, after battle and battle were able to weasel their way into pack even though not one of the pack considered them pack. Out loud. It was something they were quiet about, waiting for the inevitable betrayal and change of loyalty when it came down to it. But Erica and Boyd definitely didn't agree with them as pack and ultimately had a bit of trouble accepting Scott as their Alpha. They didn't have the connection with him that they did Derek, they didn't have trust in him like they had given to Derek. So, the two of them came to Stiles because he was one of the major people they thought of – aside from family – while locked in the vault. They didn't know if he was okay after the basement and they had a connection with him, a bond that wouldn't go anywhere. While he was cuddled between them, they talk about things and one of those things is Scott, Allison, Issac and Kira's weird...square?...relationship.
"We did not!" Lydia denies, pulling a bitch face towards them while she watches Issac kind of nuzzle Stiles, she jerks her elbow into Danny's side who hisses back that he saw it.
"We can tell you're lying, princess." Cora says back and Lydia narrows her eyes.
"Alright, well it's no big deal. Whatever they lied about is clearly not a big deal because all of you are here and all of you are safe." Stiles defends, looking at all the wolves.
"Yeah, but it might've been bad. What if there was something in town?" Derek growls to them, eyebrows pulled down angrily. "What if it wasn't hunters but something after one of you? How would the two of you feel if Stiles or Allison were missing?"
"Allison can handle herself." Issac defends and Stiles gapes at him but Issac pretends not to smell the offense rolling off him.
"I can handle myself just fine, thank you very much." He says back and no one really fights with that logic. If you really thought back to it, Stiles could very clearly handle himself just fine, you didn't even need evidence to that fact. You could just examine that he's still alive in a group of werewolves and hasn't landed himself in the hospital with any broken bones. It's quite impressive. "And don't go guilt-tripping them Derek, so they told a little white lie, we all do it. I'm sure there's a reason behind." Well, that only gets them curious glances.
"Well?" Scott asks.
"What?" Danny asks back.
"Why did you lie to us?" Cora says, slowly as if explaining to a child and Lydia rolls her eyes at the female. Neither of them answer and Derek growls.
"Oh my God, who cares?" Stiles groans, standing and shoving past Derek to defend them. If he knew they were spying...privately investigating him, he probably would care but he just doesn't right now. Derek growls at him and Stiles rolls his eyes. "No one's hurt. No harm, no foul, right?" Lydia's a little upset she doesn't have her notebook with her to write down the events of the meeting. She decides there's clearly something between Erica and Stiles and Boyd but she isn't sure what it is. There are obvious feelings between Derek and Stiles, but everyone knew that. Well, except the two of them. Danny wonders if Derek would be as oblivious to flirting as Stiles is. Stiles is extremely oblivious to flirting, Danny could probably get away with it. Unless Derek used to flirt with Stiles, when they first met, back when Danny thought he was Miguel, and he gave up because Stiles was so oblivious to it.
Lydia makes a mental note of how after Erica gets hurt she's lying on the couch with her head in Stiles' lap, who is just running his fingers through her hair while talking to Allison. Erica plays with Stiles' other hand, interlacing their fingers every so often and it shocks Lydia how natural it seems. She's always wondered about Erica and Stiles but everyone knew Erica and Boyd were dating. After the past few days though, she wouldn't be surprised if Stiles was dating two people. Or the entire community of Beacon Hills. She narrows her eyes slightly, it's gotta be the hair...maybe, the human thing for the wolves. There's no way that many people have noticed Stiles before though because she would've heard about it, would've seen it. The question comes out before she can stop it.
"Do you think Stiles is attractive?" She hears the crashing of some werewolves hitting the floor and looks over to them. Scott chokes on his water from next to Issac and is staring at her with wide eyes. Ethan's gaping at her, Derek is glaring at her, Cora's trying not to laugh and Boyd looks horrified. Allison, Stiles and Danny all turn to slowly look at her. "None of you mention this." She hisses and they all stare at her, Erica frowning confused.
"Uhm...any reason why?" Aiden asks, leaning closer to her and she rolls her eyes, huffing out air and glaring at them. Stupid werewolf hearing. They were so judgmental.
"What did we miss?" Stiles hisses to Erica who is slowly sitting up to look at the smart girl and she shakes her head.
"Stiles, we should go out. We should go to like...play video games and forget pack and just be bros or something." Stiles frowns at Scott who's running over to him. Lydia will forever be grateful to Scott for protecting her from embarrassment because Stiles will not let her live this down if he finds out. She knows Scott's probably doing it for Stiles and not her but she's thankful anyway. She didn't want Stiles to think anything either.
"Bu-but...I didn't get you ask Derek about-" The door shuts behind them and Erica laughs at her, throws her head back and laughs.
"Stiles might have the biggest crush on you but I doubt he's up for a threesome with you and dickwad over there." Erica says and Lydia glares back.
"Why is he too busy with you and Boyd?" Erica flushes but growls at her, violently. Lydia just rolls her eyes, she's not afraid of them, not at this point. She doesn't know how to explain why she was curious to any of them so she just says that she saw someone hitting on him today in the hallway and she was curious. In response Derek growls and she knows it's in jealousy when Cora laughs at him. She wonders if there really is something going on with Derek and Stiles but there isn't and she knows that. That much is obvious.
Scott and Stiles are sort of arguing over the game, Stiles shoving him and growling about using his werewolf powers to distract Stiles. Scott denying it completely, even if it was sort of true. But only a little bit and Stiles totally should've kept his attention on the game not Scott's claws on the bed by his leg. It's not cheating Stiles.
"It's not cheating, Stiles, I was frustrated." He says and Stiles scoffs at him. "Issac and I have been playing a lot together." Stiles puts his controller down, suddenly more interested with the name-drop.
"You and Issac?" Scott frowns and furrows his brows over at Stiles.
"Yes, Stiles. Me and Issac. He lives here now." Stiles' eyes light up at that thought. That was true. Issac did live here now, with Scott, only a few doors down. It would've been so easy for Issac or Scott to creep out of bed and down the hall to each other. Scott and Issac. Issac and Scott. Stiles wasn't blind, their affection for each other went a little over what happened between Scott and Stiles and he knows it's not a pack thing because Scott's not with any of the other betas like this.
"That's right." Stiles murmurs. "He does live here, doesn't he? Right down the hall."
"What are you getting at?" Scott asks back, still frowning with furrowed eyebrows.
"Nothing, Scott. I'm just letting you know he lives in the same house on you, sleeping all alone in the bedroom just a few doors down." Stiles shrugs. "But I'm not getting at anything at all. You know he doesn't like small places, I bet he leaves his door open."
"Yeah, he does. What does that...Stiles, what does that have to do with anything at all?" Scott asks, looking around at the floor before looking up at him with wide eyes. "Do you like Issac?"
"No!" Stiles all but yells at his friend. "No, Scott, why would I like Issac? I mean, not that he's not attractive or anything, it's just that he's not really my type, you know? He's a nice guy and all but I wouldn't date him. You on the other hand, he could use a guy like you Scott, you could use a guy like him."
"Stiles, what are you even talking about?" Scott asks, turning towards the window when he hears Derek coming. It shouldn't be normal to assume the man will use his window to get in, seriously, his betas really need to learn to knock on doors. Yes, all of them, then again even Stiles is one to climb through a window when it gets too late. And Scott's just as guilty but it shouldn't be normal. There shouldn't have to be sneaking in between them, they were all friends.
"I'm not talking about anything Scott, I'm not."
"What's wrong?" Stiles frowns at his friend when the Alpha asks the question but he jumps a mile when a voice comes from behind him.
"Nothing's wrong. The pack's fine, I wanted to check on you two." Derek replies and Scott raises his brow at the beta while Stiles turns to glare at him.
"Don't you werewolves know about doors. They are an amazing invention that you knock on to let someone know you want to enter their house. It's called being civilized." Stiles snaps at him and Derek furrows his brows and glares back.
"Shut up." Scott rolls his eyes at both of them and looks to Derek, raising his brows.
"Is everything settled?" He asks, wondering about why Lydia would ask that question and not wanting her to lead Stiles on like he's a puppy. Because Stiles is his brother and he's been in love with Lydia since the third grade although that's been looking a bit different recently. Stiles doesn't seem to think about Lydia like a Goddess he wants to marry but rather a Goddess that he wants to be friends with and protect. Scott's seen the change, they've all kind of seen the change. Stiles spends more time talking about Derek than he does Lydia. Erica and Boyd and Issac might even be talked about more than Lydia. And Stiles was stupid if he didn't think that Scott(and the rest of Scott's pack) could smell the betas scents lingering on him in the morning or after training. Stiles was close to Scott's betas and Scott himself, so all his love for Lydia seems to have shifted to them instead, which was, to be honest, great. He liked seeing Stiles care for his betas.
"Yeah, she said she saw someone hit on Stiles and was just curious." Derek says and Stiles' eyebrows raise quickly as he ducks his head forward.
"Someone hit on me? When? Where? Why don't I know this?" He asks. "Why does she know this?" He shakes his head. "I have to call Lydia and ask. Someone hit on me." Scott grabs his wrists before he can grab his phone and pulls him to the bed.
"No, you can ask her tomorrow or the day you see her next but you're not getting hung up on someone hitting on you. You're staying here and you're going to be happy." Scott growls and eyes Derek until the beta sits on the edge of the bed, ready to stop Stiles if his Alpha asks.
"Scott." Stiles says. "Someone hit on me, how would that do anything other than make me happy?"
"Cause you'll get all hung up on it and then if it doesn't go perfect you won't be happy and today is bro-day, you aren't leaving this bed if I have to pin you here with Derek's help." Scott says and Stiles pouts.
"That's kind of unfair. That's two werewolves against one small human. That's actually extremely unfair."
"I don't care. It's bro-day." Scott fights back, they hadn't had a good bro-day in weeks and Stiles and Scott deserved on, he looks to Derek. "And Derek's staying." Derek and Stiles both go to protest but Scott just growls out "Derek's staying."
AN: Well, this got extremely out of hand. I don't even know what this is but I do know it's getting longer than I intended and I've had so many distractions it'll never get posted if I don't post it now. So I'm putting it up now and I owe you at least one more chapter. Which will, for certain be up soon as well. Feel free to put any ideas of places they should spy on Stiles, I have a few but adding to the list would be great. Hope you like it so far.