The purr of the camaro was still slightly foreign to Stiles being as used to the heavy rumble of the jeep as he was. The lack of jolting and the fact that the car was warm also felt really alien to Stiles who was also used to being rocked about and freezing in his precious jeep. He looked out of the window watching the streetlights as they passed by and listening to the radio playing some jazz band quietly in the background.
He enjoyed his little outings with Derek, they give him a chance to be away from the stresses of school and the constant researching of whatever he can think of on his laptop, they also gave him a chance to spend a little time with Derek who Stiles worried he was developing a crush on. He wasn't even sure where they were going this time or what they were checking out but he guessed that like usual it would be some warehouse or an abandoned workplace of some kind. Honestly he couldn't think for the life of him why the supernatural wouldn't choose somewhere comfortable to stay such as a hotel maybe?
They'd been in the car for some thirty minutes before Stiles even bothered to ask where they were going to which Derek replied "A warehouse on the edge of town... the usual."
When the camaro pulled up on the asphalt of the carpark outside the warehouse Stiles unbuckled and made a move to leave, he was slightly shocked when Derek grabbed his wrist and prevented him from leaving.
"I need you to stay here in the drivers side." Derek said.
Stiles was shocked. "Woah, wait... what? You're trusting me in your camaro? Your sexy, expensive camaro?" he asked in surprise. "Why not just ask Scott i'm sure he would be better at this?"
Derek raised his eyebrows and stared at stiles for a moment. "I'm pretty sure there is a good reason that scott doesn't own a car of his own. Trust me you're gonna be fine. Now, i'm going to go in there and see if this omega is actually in there I need you to stay here incase he's a nuisance and we need to move quickly, can you handle that?"
"Sure." Stiles said unsure that he sounded convincing but he had to have been convincing enough as derek had left and he was moving into the drivers side.
Derek had been gone no longer than five minutes when Stiles spotted him walking back to the car. Stiles wound down the window. "Another uneventful evening I take it?" he yelled. to which Derek sighed and nodded.
Stiles hopped out of the car to stretch his legs briefly before going back to the passenger side, he had his hand on the car The purr of the camaro was still slightly foreign to Stiles being as used to the heavy rumble of the jeep as he was. The lack of jolting and the fact that the car was warm also felt really alien to Stiles who was also used to being rocked about and freezing in his precious jeep. He looked out of the window watching the streetlights as they passed by and listening to the radio playing some jazz band quietly in the background.
door handle when something grabbed him from behind and flung him through the air until he landed heavily on his side leaving him winded and in considerable pain.
Derek was running towards him when something hit him from the side. Stiles saw him disappear behind the camaro along with a shadow that was snarling. in a few moments there was the shadow flying through the air towards the warehouse. Derek was sprinting towards stiles with an expression of concern on his face.
Derek heaved Stiles up and helped him walk over to the car his breathing had not yet fully returned. SThe purr of the camaro was still slightly foreign to Stiles being as used to the heavy rumble of the jeep as he was. The lack of jolting and the fact that the car was warm also felt really alien to Stiles who was also used to being rocked about and freezing in his precious jeep. He looked out of the window watching the streetlights as they passed by and listening to the radio playing some jazz band quietly in the background.
tiles leaned against the camaro to recover and Derek placed a hand on his shoulder. "Are you alright?" Derek asked.
"Look out!" Stiles yelled as the shadow of the omega launched itself at derek again ripping his hand from Stiles' shoulder. Blood began trickling down from the deep scratch wounds Derek had left as he was ripped away. Stiles winced at the pain and jumped as the body of the omega skidded past him.
Derek was running up to Stiles again. Seeing the scratch wounds he tore the arm from stiles' shirt and tied it around the wound as a makeshift bandage and opening the camaro door for Stiles to sit down in.
Derek crouched down and looked at stiles eyes wide and concerned. "Stay at mine tonight, i'll get you patched up and take you to school tomorrow i'll pick up some clothes for you later."
Stiles nodded in agreement, sat back in the seat and allowed himself to drift into unconsciousness as Derek closed the door and got into the drivers side and started the engine and pulled out of the car park.
