When I re-read the chapter, i realized that there were so many spelling mistakes, so I fixed all of them I could find and for any of those grammar freaks i appreciate it for not biting my head off.
Stiles threw a twenty on the table and grabbed Reed. He didn't pause to look back to see if Derek was following him. All he knew was that he had to get away from that place. Stiles felt something fall down his back and Reed started crying. Stiles swore to himself in his head. It must've been Reed's toy, and he knew that Reed would cry for a week or two unless he picked up the toy.
Stiles turned around and bent down to pick up the toy. When he looked up he saw Derek standing outside of the Diner looking at them. Stiles thought it was Stiles he was looking at, but now Stiles could see it was Reed he was staring at.
Stiles heart started beating faster, he needed to get away. He picked the toy up and practically ran to his car and fastened Reed into his car seat. Stiles ran to the other side of the car and got in his seat and started the engine. He looked around and didn't see Derek anywhere. He knew that the Alpha was still close though. He knew how pack dynamics worked. Derek wasn't going to leave until he got to speak to Stiles.
Stiles skidded through the parking lot and ran a stop sign, he almost hit another car from swerving but soon got the car under control. Reed was sitting in the back playing with his airplane like nothing happened. He was making noises and pretending that they were actually flying and that he wasn't controlling them. Stiles smiled at the boy and continued driving. He knew that he shouldn't go back to his house but he didn't have anywhere else and all of his things were there.
Stiles pulled up to his house and turned the car off.
"Come on, Lets go." Stiles said to his son and got out of the car. He went to where Reed was unbuckling himself. Stiles opened the door for Reed and handed him the house keys. "Go inside for Papa, okay?" Stiles asked, and Reed nodded and went to the door. Stiles turned to the forest surrounding the house and looked around. He didn't see Derek, but there was the faint smell of him lingering.
Stiles turned away and started walking to the front door where Reed had just went through. He stiffened and was pushed against the wall. Stiles growled and his claws extended and pushed back at Derek. He swiped at the older male. Derek took a step back and then surged forward and pinned Stiles' hands above his head and roared in Stiles' face.
Stiles' claws retracted and his features changed back. Derek waited a minute before doing the same. He regretted it instantly when Stiles kneed him in the balls. While Derek was groaning Stiles moved farther away.
"What the fuck are you doing here?" Stiles yelled. His chest heaved and he kept glancing at the door where he knew that Reed was standing behind. He knew that Reed could hear everything they were saying and were going to say. Werewolf hearing at its best.
Derek groaned again and stood straight up. He straightened his jacket and looked at Stiles with a look of anger and despair.
"What the hell Stiles" Derek yelled right back. "Why does he look like that?" Derek yelled. He was so angry and confused that nothing made sense anymore.
"What do you mean you asshole?" Stiles yelled and growled. His canines burst through his gums and he crouched at Derek, ready to pounce.
"He looks just like me!" Derek said and stepped a bit closer but stopped when Stiles growled even louder.
"I don't want or need you here. You should just go." Stiles managed to spit out. A creak shut Stiles up and when he looked over at the door he saw Reed shoot out of the house and jump and Derek.
"Fly!" Reed giggled and jumped at Derek, who grabbed the boys arms and swung him in the air.
Stiles growled even louder and extended his claws. Derek was touching his son, their son. Derek put Reed down, who was protesting but Derek bent down and whispered in his ear, low enough that Reed could hear it, but Stiles couldn't. Stiles was still growling when Reed bounded towards him, and he had three seconds to retract his claw before Reed jumped at him and asked him to fly. Stiles put Reed down and looked at him.
"Go inside now." Stiles said and pushed the child towards the door. Reed looked at him, and then at Derek.
"I… I don… I don't" Reed said and then started crying. Stiles picked his child up and started rocking him and shushing him.
"Papa needs to talk to the man." Stiles said and Reed stopped crying but was whimpering. "Alone."
Reed looked at him and then started struggling against Stiles' arms. When Stiles put him down Reed ran to the front door and slammed it shut behind him. Stiles waited a second before looking at Derek and glaring at him.
"You have no right to be here Derek" Stiles spat.
"I have every right!" Derek yelled at him. If it was his cub, he needed to know, he needed to be a part of his life. He needed it more than anything. His heart broke when he saw the child who looked like him.
"We don't need you here and I'd appreciate it if you left and didn't come back. Don't tell anyone that you saw me. Just forget about me." Stiles said and took a step towards the door and looked back at Derek. He was standing there, his chest heaving and his hands clenched by his side, and his jaw shut tight.
"Is he mine." Derek whispered knowing that Stiles could hear him.
"Would it really matter if he was?" Stiles said and rolled his eyes and grabbed onto the door handle for his house.
"I'm not leaving without him or you both." Derek said and Stiles growled and turned around, but Derek was no longer in the area.
