Four hours had passed and Derek was more stiff at the station. For once in the history of Beacon Hills, nothing had or was happening which was a bit worrying for him because he knew that the Argents were not happy with him still lurking around, he knew that a supernatural threat could occur at any point. He was also worried about his mate and he felt guilty for leaving Stiles home alone. His mate had been recently promoted and he was now working at a high up position in the FBI; he knew that Stiles loved his job and that he was proud of where he was in his career, but Derek also knew that Stiles had not been feeling very well lately and that the workload that he was managing was not helping him to recover. All Derek wanted to do was go home and snuggle up with his mate on the sofa and watch a movie, obviously with two tubs of ice cream to share.
The phones were silent and everyone was occupying themselves by either drinking their third or fourth cup of coffee, eating their dinner or the doughnuts that Parrish had brought, a few of them were just staring at the tv as they all tried to fill in their hours.
The sheriff walked over to Derek's desk and he looked at the picture that was in the small frame to Derek's right "How was he earlier?"
Derek looked at the sheriff and then at the picture that was sat on his desk; he smiled softly as he gazed at the image of Stiles smiling up at Derek as he had his hands on the alpha's chest, Derek was smiling down at him in the picture and he had one hand on his mate's hip whilst the other one was covering one of Stiles' hands. "He was okay, he still doesn't feel one hundred per cent and he was sick again last night".
"Say hi to him for me when you get home, I'll drop round to visit you both at one point." John suggested and Derek nodded.
"That would be great, Stiles misses you" Derek stated.
"I miss him too" John then pointed at Derek and his face turned serious "Mark my words, Hale. I will put fifty bullet holes in you if you break my son's heart or if he comes back to my house in tears".
Derek looked slightly nervous and he nodded "I can ensure you that none of that is ever going to happen, he means the world to me and I love him more than anything. I feel pain every time that he feels pain".
John nodded and he smiled in satisfaction "And that's why you're my favourite deputy".
Derek smiled and he chuckled "Thanks, John".
"No problem, Derek" the Sherriff patted Derek on the shoulder before he walked into his office with a mug of coffee.
Derek sat back in his chair and he sighed as he let his head fall back, his phone started to ring after a few seconds and he answered the call "Are you okay? What's happened?"
"Can anyone hear my voice apart from you?" Stiles asked.
Derek looked around and he saw that everyone was taking no notice of the fact that he was on the phone "No".
"Alright, the victims were ripped apart but the bite marks parents the same as a werewolf's, a coyote's or anything with fangs with the same shape. The bite marks look jagged and like the perpetrator's teeth were curved. It also looks like the perpetrator's jaw can stretch to at least twenty-eight or twenty-nine centimetres. The victims also have very deep scratches on their shoulders and backs, it looks like the perpetrator has five-centimetre claws and that some are blunt and jagged whilst the others are very sharp. It has ten fingers judging by the width between each scratch mark." Stiles explained over the phone as he picked up a photo that was taken from the crime scene, "I would definitely not want to run into this thing at any point in my life" he said sarcastically as he tried to lighten the mood.
Derek could not help but smile at how intellectual Stiles was and how he had an eye for small details that other people might miss "You got all of that from looking at pictures and by reading the crime scene reports?"
"And by researching the fangs and claw width and shape of nearly every supernatural creature who we have met and fought against." Stiles answered modestly.
Derek sighed and he put his other arm behind his head "Have I ever told you how brilliant you are?" he heard Stiles chuckle at his question.
"Hhhmmm, I'm not quite sure if you have" Stiles answered.
"You're absolutely brilliant and you're very smart. The smartest person I know" Derek complimented.
"What about Lydia?" Stiles asked.
"Well she is very smart, but there is a certain sparkle about you, Stiles Stilinski," Derek said flirtatiously.
"Oh really? How did you work that one out, Derek Hale?" Stiles flirted back.
"I know that because you're my Spark" Derek stated.
"I love you, Der-bear," Stiles said and Derek could hear his smile.
"What are you going to tell your supervisor? I doubt that she thinks that supernatural creatures are on an America's most wanted list" Derek joked but he knew that it was a serious subject.
Stiles sighed "I have no idea, if we can find out who it is then I can give her a suspect" he answered and he yawned.
"I promise that we'll find out who's behind all of those murders." Derek said because he knew that Stiles was worried.
"I'm just worried that my dad or someone in our pack could get hurt," Stiles said and Derek could feel how worried his mate was.
"I won't let that happen. I won't let anyone hurt our pack or your father" Derek promised and he heard Stiles slowly exhale.
"I know," Stiles said, he knew that Derek always kept his promises.
"I'll always protect you because you're my main priority" Derek stated.
"Don't let the pack hear you say that" Stiles tried to be serious but Derek could hear the smile in his voice.
"They already know that my mate is extremely important to me. They know that they are very important and that I would protect them no matter what, but they also know that I would not risk losing you or stop until I have saved you. I can't live or survive without my spark" Derek said romantically and he looked at the picture of himself and his mate.
"I know that too. I would also protect you no matter what, you're my life and my soul" Stiles spoke softly into the phone.
"I've not gotten used to taking care of you, I like it" Derek smirked.
"I like it too" Stiles admitted "I also like how I can take care of and protect you now" he continued and he looked at the tattoo on his forearm.
"You're an incredible wolf" Derek whispered and then he had an idea "We also have that to our advantage, even though you have always been great in bed. Just thinking about you makes me miss your lips, your hands, your eyes and how amazing you can make me feel".
"Someone is going to have an awkward situation at work" Stiles chuckled before he spoke again "Was last night really that amazing for you?"
"Every time we have sex is amazing" Derek whispered.
"Very romantic," Stiles said and Derek shifted slightly "Awkward situation alert".
"You have the same problem. Your heartbeat has picked up, I can hear it" Derek stated and he crossed one leg over his other leg.
A cop looked up and he smirked when he saw that Derek was on the phone "Oi, Hale!" he yelled to his colleague.
Derek looked over his shoulder and he turned his chair a bit "What is it, Troy?!"
"Are you talking to your bird?!" Troy joked.
"My boyfriend!" Derek stated.
Troy laughed and he walked over to Derek's desk "Very funny, Hale". He had never really taken an interest in Derek's personal life so the werewolf was annoyed at how he seemed to find him being in a relationship with a man laughable.
Derek's facial expression turned serious as he looked up at Troy in annoyance and disapproval "How is that funny? I've been dating a guy for nearly two years and we live together now, " he heard Stiles over the phone and he listened to what his mate was saying to him.
"Don't get angry or possessive." Stiles said firmly.
"Who's the lucky guy then?" Troy asked, with a smirk that said that he did not believe Derek.
"I am" Derek answered simply.
"Good one, Hale" Troy scoffed.
Derek put his phone on loudspeaker and he put it down on his desk "Hey, everyone. Stiles says hi!" he yelled to everyone in the station.
"Hi, Stiles!" Everyone greeted.
"Hi, everyone!" Stiles said and Derek smiled.
Troy then saw the picture on Derek's desk "You're dating the sheriff's son?"
Derek nodded and he crossed his arms "You got a problem with that?"
Troy quickly shook his head "No, sorry" he then turned and he quickly walked over to his desk.
Derek turned loudspeaker off and then he put his phone to his ear again "I'm calm".
"Very good" Stiles spoke softly "Right, I have to go because I need to find out what slash who has been killing everyone" he chuckled.
"Alright. I love you" Derek smiled.
"I love you too" Stiles returned Derek's affection before he ended the call.
