A/n: So I'm not entirely sure why you all love this story but THANK YOU! Btw had half of this written b4 the episode but then went in and fixed it up to fit in the episode so yeah…
The next day at school, Stiles does his best not to panic over the fact that Erica sits right next to him. It's a short period of time, thanks to Mr. Harris and his experiments, but she doesn't say anything or try to pass him a note. She just sits there smiling because she can hear Stiles' heartbeat and she knows he's more than a little worried. When Jackson walks in he manages to look a little shocked before rolling his eyes and sitting across from Danny. Stiles seriously considers whether there's more going on between the two. Then again, he shouldn't wish misfortune on Danny, karma and all. Scott ends up sitting next to Lydia, to protect her from Isaac and Stiles can't help but keep looking back. Erica decides to take advantage of Stiles' lack of attention at her to pass him a note. And damn it all to hell if Stiles feels like a girl trading secrets. He opens it trying to focus on what it says.
Last warning, Stay away from Derek.
Stiles narrowed his eyes at the note before turning to look at her. He can still remember the frightened version of her, that day they did rock climbing. It's hard not to wish she'd go back. Erica turns to him, lips parted slightly before putting her hand on Stiles' leg. He tries to move it off but it only catches Mr. Harris' attention.
"Something wrong Stilinski?" Stiles managed to shake his head no before Mr. Harris turned back to his timer. And damn it, he is not going to get detention because of Erica. He glares at her, trying to pry her hand away but she's stronger than him. Thanks Derek for turning her, it only makes Stiles' life easier.
"Move before you make another bruise," he whispers. She leans next to his ear and Stiles hopes Scott is listening instead of texting Allison. He really can't handle not having a witness again.
"He only takes care of you because your dad's the sheriff," Stiles can't help but scoff at her, "You'll see after class. And then you'll go home to cry to mommy." Their eyes meet and for the life of him, Stiles can't figure out how no one can see her hand on his leg. Or how no one seems to be hearing what she's telling him. "Oh wait, she's dead huh?" She fakes sad face before pulling away. And Stiles can't really say anything because he's too busy trying not to punch her in the face or get a panic attack. His phone vibrates in his pocket and he forces himself to look at it. It's from Scott.
You ok? Stiles nods and turns to the experiment. It doesn't work though. He spends too much time thinking about asking permission to shoot Erica with wolfsbane or a silver bullet or something which could cause serious damage that she could later recover from. In the end, he thinks about just telling Derek. The man lost his parents too so that comment could land Erica in a grave. But then again maybe not because she's beaten him twice and so far, as far as Stiles is concerned, she's only been punished once. And whatever, he doesn't need Derek to fight his battles. They trade seats a few more times and Stiles and Scott end up together. The experiment doesn't work for them, only Lydia cause well she's Lydia. He's actually more concerned about Isaac being next to her, Derek trying to kill Lydia and all, than he is about whether or not it's entirely sanitary to eat something made in class. He's not certain why but he's pretty sure there is a rule about never eating what's made in class. It's a law or something, unless you're in culinary class, that's different.
When the bell rings, it takes Stiles a second to gather his things. For some reason, Erica doesn't have things so she's out the door before he can even put his pen away. Scott walks over to him but Stiles doesn't really have time for that. He needs to catch up to Erica because school's the only place he can really confront her without being mauled. He grabs his things and shouts a sorry to Scott before running out and down the hall. He can see Erica's blond hair at the end of the hall, walking out of school, and runs after her. When he marches through the door, he has to search through the crowd of students to spot her in the parking lot, next to Derek's black camaro. She opens the door watching Stiles but turns her attention towards Derek as she enters the car. Stiles takes a step forward subconsciously, his eyes pinned to every movement. The world slows down as Derek turns towards her, she smiles and puts a hand to his neck as she leans forward. A crowd passes in front of Stiles, someone bumps into him but he's too hurt to really care. He looks at the car again and there are parting, Erica moves away and smiles at Stiles. And all he can really think about is how he shouldn't have left Scott alone. Because he could put up with Derek not trusting him, Derek lying and then always taking advantage of Stiles' free help. But to see it happen before him, to have the last bit of hope he had in the guy just completely destroyed, that's just too much. And it pushes him right to the edge.
He fast walks into the lunch room and marches straight for Lydia because Scott's talking secretively with Allison and he doesn't want to play messenger. When he sits in front of her, she just stares at him.
"I know we don't really talk a lot because," he points at her, "You're you and I'm," he sighs and drops his hands to the table, "me. But can I ask you something?" She shrugs and Stiles takes that as a yes because he really needs to talk so he can avoid confronting the pain dwelling somewhere in his chest because really there's no reason for it to be there. "Why do you like Jackson?" Her eyes narrow on him, "He's an asshole and he doesn't care about anyone but himself. Did I mention he's an asshole?" She's not looking at him, her eyes have moved down to her hands and she's pretending not to care but she does. Stiles can tell by the way the tips of her lips are curved downward.
"I don't want to talk about Jackson," She smiles lightly and turns her head to the side, "Why don't you go sit with Scott so Allison can take her seat?" Stiles nods and leans back into the chair.
"I know how you feel," he mumbles, but Lydia catches it because she's Lydia and she's amazing like that. Allison comes up next to him smiling and Stiles stands, grabbing his sandwich bag.
"Wait," Stiles turns around to face her, "Allison said something about a study group? I'll go and we can talk afterwards." Allison nods at him and he's pretty certain it's supposed to be a clue of some sort.
"So why don't we go to the library?" she smiles at him and Lydia then tilts her head towards the door. Stiles nods and gathers up Lydia's things, handing them to her quickly.
"Can't waste time!" He smiles awkwardly then waits for her to stand and start walking. Of course, because she's Lydia, she goes at her own pace. It unsettles him enough to try and push her to move faster but she just shrugs him away and continues walking. When they do get to Library, Danny and Jackson are there working on some sort of project on the computer. Stiles makes a mental note to find out what because Jackson is never really up to any good unless he's with them in which case Scott scares him into doing what's right. They find a table near the back, close enough to get out if Erica and Isaac come in without getting spotted.
"Oh look," Allison smiles, "maybe we should ask Jackson to come with us too." Stiles wants to face palm but they could use the extra help and as much as he hates to admit it, he knows he can help with Lydia. She waves lightly at him and he's up walking towards them without a word.
"What are you doing?" he asks nonchalantly as he approaches, holing his backpack on his shoulder with on hand.
"Study group," Lydia says pointedly, she's angry about something but Stiles is too worried about the werewolves approaching to care, "want to join?" He looks like he's about to say no but then stops and nods. Stiles looks up at Allison, she's smiling and really can anyone say no to that? Anyone besides Stiles? Because he can, on a really bad day.
"Whose house are we going to?" Lydia's looking at her nails, trying to pretend she's not interested at all. It suddenly hits Stiles that they won't be able to talk if Jackson's there but then again better to have her alive.
"Scott's. I have the key," Allison tilts her head towards the door again and Stiles takes that as a cue to start moving.
"Let's go Lydia!" He smiles and starts walking towards the door quickly, with Allison right next to him. Jackson follows behind somewhat until he grabs Lydia and practically drags her to Stiles' car. It's not the best car, but they fit and it's closer, a lot closer than Allison's car. When they get to Scott's house, Stiles makes it a little too obvious that he's preparing for war but he lies his way out of Lydia's suspicion, long enough for Allison to get Jackson to take her up stairs. He's not certain if he trusts them alone, but it's better than having her out in the open. They manage to hold things off for a bit, until Isaac disappears and turns up right behind him. In an instant, Stiles is thrown into a coffee table, which there's no way to explain that to Scott's mom. He looks up, and Allison is running up stairs to protect Lydia. Isaac grabs him up and pushing him against the wall.
"I see Derek's been teaching you how to shove," he smiles, "Good job." Isaac smirks and from behind him, Stiles sees Allison come up with the bat Scott and his mom always keep around. She breaks it over his skull knocking him to the ground. "Thanks," he mumbles, Erica's strutting down the hall. Allison runs up stairs, Stiles right behind her, but Erica grabs him and throws him back. His back hits the edge of the door frame to the living room and yeah, it's going to leave a bruise.
"Hello to you too," he whispers as he slides up to stand. Isaac wakes up and walks over to them. Stiles can hear Allison cry out "it's here!" His heart stops knowing Derek might have been right. Isaac points his chin towards the stairs and Erica nods then makes her way slowly up, leaving Stiles at the mercy of her werebrother, werewolf brother? Can they be considered siblings? He pants, trying to get over the pain that's started to creep through his body. Up stairs he can hear a door being broken down and his heart starts to race.
"You won't hurt me," he says somewhat confidently. It's enough to make the werewolf in front of him chuckle.
"Why because you think Derek's going to stop me if you get in the way?" he's smiling and it may just be the large amount of adrenaline going through his system but Stiles thinks it's a pretty damn cute smile. He makes a mental note to discuss these thoughts with Danny later, just to be safe.
"No," Isaac turns around, Scotts there already wolfed out, "Because I'm here." Stiles manages to move aside and protect himself from being thrown into the fight as Scott throws the beta into a lamp. Allison arrives looking pretty damned pleased. Isaac somehow stands up but he's knocked into a wall, karma. Stiles fumbles up towards Allison and they run upstairs, dragging Erica down as Scott finishes redecorating the room with Isaac. The look of disappointment on Derek's face as his two betas are thrown into the ground is gratifying, even more so when the Kanima leaves and Lydia comes out just a few seconds later. There's just one thing that bothers Stiles at the end of the day, Derek said Scott had his own pack. Which means what exactly? Who is in the pack, Stiles has his hand up to volunteer. He wonders how long Derek's known about Scott being an 'alpha' and not that Stiles doesn't want Scott to not be involved with Derek's crazed power, but he's pretty sure two alphas don't rein over the same territory unless they're together. In the end it doesn't really matter because Stiles doesn't plan on talking about it with Derek. He doesn't plan to do anything ever again with the lying scum bag and he wishes Allison could have shot him in the head, cold blooded revenge style.
A/N:Sorry if it disappoints but I promise in the next chapter I'll have Stiles and Derek make up and Erica's face will be punched, by Stiles and then.. I need to go start writing this down. Review plz!