Stiles hadn't been able to believe it! He just couldn't, no he refused to believe Derek was some badass Alpha werewolf. Yeah Derek was a badass before Stiles ever figured out he was half wolf, but now he was the Alpha. Stiles thought Derek would of let Scott kill Peter so he could go back to being the old Scotty; even though Stiles didn't know why Scott wanted to be who he was before all this 'cause the all the perks would be gone.

Stiles shook his head, all that Alpha killing had happen a few weeks back, Scott and Stiles hadn't seen Derek scenes. Mostly because neither of them had thought it was a good thing to go looking for trouble. Though Stiles had come out to his dad in two ways. The first one was about the whole murders, Stiles told the sheriff EVERYTHING, about the werewolves, about it being peter and about how Derek had finished him off, then Stiles rambled on about that if Derek hadn't done what he did the Alpha would still be alive. The second was him telling his dad that he just wasn't into girls any more.

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"Wait what about that Lydia girl?"

"I-I just don't see her like that anymore," Stiles said looking at his fidgeting hands. His dad let out a sigh as he shook his head, grabbing two glasses and spilling Jack Daniel's into both glasses handing Stiles one.

"I think we both need one," He grumbled, taking a swig, "Now tell me who turned you into- well you know, or did you just wake up thinking, well I think I'll try being gay?" HE dad asked in his own sense of humor. Stiles looked to the glass as if he thought his dad was playing a cruel trick on him, before just going for it and taking a small drink, looking to his father, caution in his actions; just in case.

"Um," stiles voice cracked as he thought's turned to the day he had figured it out. It was the day he ran into the old burnt house and saw Derek working out- shirtless. Stiles looked to his father once more as his neck turn red. "I kinda figured it out when I had asked this guy to help me learn to defend for myself," Stiles said tip-toeing around the truth. In truth he had rambled to Derek once the Wolf turned to him ready to threaten the Hyper teen. Stiles had asked him to teach him to train him so he wasn't such a liability. Surprisingly Derek had agreed.

Sheriff gave Stiles a raised brow look, "Stiles I don't need to even look at you to know when you're not giving me the whole truth," Stiles let out a laugh, and shook his head gripping the glass.

"Oh believe me dad you would rather not want to know who I looked out and figured out I was in over my head in lust with," He said matter-o-Fact. His father scrunched up his face as he looked to his drink, desiding he needed more, to be able to keep with talking to his sun about his new ugeis for the same sex.

"Please tell me you are not thinking of Scott in that way cause-"

"God no I mean eww Scott is like my brother," Stiles exclaimed waving his arms around as if that would help cover that issue.

"Then who is it Stiles?" his dad asked placing the glass to the side, before crossing his arms on the table. Stiles let out a whistle looking away, not really in the 'I'm tough as steels' mood. "Stiles Stalinski answer me, because there are to be no more secretes in this house so long as I'm alive and kicking," He said sternly, causing Stiles to flinch.

"It's Derek hale," Stiles said rather quickly after his father's words. The sheriff looked confused as he lend over the table.

"What was that, now my son?" HE asked as he cupped one of his ears. Stiles let out a groan, mumbling about wishing that he hadn't needed to repeat himself. He gave his dad a pleading look, who in return glare at his son to urge him to go on.

"I said it was Derek," He said with a grumble, "I can't help that every time I look at him my blood goes south or that I can never shut up cause I freak and start to ramble or that my temperature rises and my heart gets erratic and that I want to do things that only happen in-." Threw sheriff raised his hand up the other over his own face.

"Please Stiles stop right there, god please spare me the thoughts of what you want to do." He groaned. Stiles gave a weak smile.

"So your not angry with me?" He asked, as his father shook his head no.

"Slightly disturbed but not angry," he noted threw his hand that was still firmly planted on his face. Stiles stud up and patted his hands together as if to dust them off.

"Good then if you don't mind dad, I had promised to go to the movies with a few friends" He said rather cheerfully.

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Yeah that had gone perfectly. Stiles looked away from his computer; he had been trying on finding a different way for Scott to go back to being the same guy he was at the beginning of their school year. But with no luck, Stiles thoughts when back to Derek like they had been sense that whole fiasco with Alison's Aunt; let her rot in hell. Stiles scrunched his face as he thought of what she had done to Derek. He wasn't in the least bit sad she was gone. Stiles swiveled his chair back around to the computer.

"Yeah I need to get out," He said turning the computer off and leaving the room, his keys in hand. If he couldn't get the wolf out of his head then he was going to go to the wolf; if for nothing else then to console his urges. Stiles couldn't help but smile at that last thought.

Yeah! This is meant as a one shot though, I may do one like this in Derek's P.O.V. I got 1,030 words in this story, so about three pages, so again yay! So please review, I'd love to hear what you have to say!