A/N: So I might or might not have forgotten about this story hehe… but I'm back now! Now you can all read it! I apologize for how short it is and the time/place skips.

Disclaimer: I do not own Teen Wolf! If I did Jennifer would be dead by now! ^_^

Stiles stomped into his room, which was littered with computer parts and unfinished gadgets. He tried to slam his door but Scott's face was in the way.

"Ow! Dude! You could check!" Scott whined as he rubbed his nose. Issac came in and looked like he was holding back a laugh. Stiles sighed but allowed them to stay. He closed the door behind Scott then plopped down into a computer chair.

"What do you guys want?" Stiles pick up a screw driver and one of the many scrappy looking gadgets and began to fiddle with it. Issac was the first to speak up since Scott was still nursing his now reddening nose.

"Well" Issac started. "We just wanted to make sure you were ok" Stiles stopped fiddling to look up and glare at the both of them. Scott wasn't paying enough attention to notice and Issac didn't seem to care.

"Do I look like a broken-hearted teenage girl to you?" Stiles asked. He set -slammed- his gadget down and crossed his arms. He was ticked that they were coming to him like he was some kind of girl who'd just gone through a bad break-up. Scott looked up to see Stiles glaring holes through him and Issac.

"Well I mean" Issac had a joking grin on his face. "You could pull off the part" And if Stiles had any of these trinkets up and working Issac would be done for but sadly they all refused to work. Scott must've finally realized the mood that was engulfing the room because he jumped in.

"I'm sure what Issac meant was that you just look really down and upset" Scott was trying his best to be peace maker but frankly that wasn't one of his best works.

"No I'm pretty sure what I meant was that Stiles is acting like girl" Issac paused. "Or maybe he just is one" Issac seemed to be enjoying his little joke. Stiles narrowed his eyes further. He knew that Issac had these kinds of 'moods'. He was usually this little fluff-ball of a puppy, smiling at everyone and always happy; but the boy also had this thing where he would be rude to anyone he deemed fit. Frankly Stiles liked the puppy better and he was sure everyone did.

"My patience is wearing thin, Issac, and by "wearing thin" I mean you are one smart-ass comment from being bitch slapped so hard Google won't even be able to find you" It sounded like a joke in its own right but Stiles was completely serious. He'd do it and he'd enjoy every minute of it. Issac and Scott smiled largely. Stiles furrowed his brows in confusion.

"Well we're glad to see that you're bad to normal" Scott said and Issac nodded. Stiles groaned in frustration when he realized what they'd done. They'd tricked him into forgetting about his argument with Derek. For some reason Stiles kept forgetting that they were trained Spies and a lot smarter than they looked.

"Well now that you're better maybe you could actually finish one of these trinkets" Issac suggested. Coming from anyone else it would be an insult but Issac was actually the reason for half of these projects. He kept coming in with new ideas for Stiles to test out. That was why his room looked like 99% metal.

"Yeah, yeah, I'll try, now both of you, out" Stiles shoed them out the door and closed it. Issac looked at Scott.

"Think he'll be ok?" Scott just shrugged before they walked off down the hall.

In Derek's room…

"Did you have to be a total ass to him?" Laura asked Derek as she sat on the chair beside the bed. Derek had always been a fast healer but Laura wouldn't let him out of bed quite yet. Derek glared at her.

"He rushed into a building without a weapon or any kind of protection, you expect me to encourage that kind of idiocy?" He asked angrily. What Stiles did was stupid and irresponsible. "He could've gotten himself killed" Derek continued to scowl at his sister until a cat-like grin slid onto her face. Derek knew that look and he didn't like it, not one bit; that look meant she was plotting.

"So you were worried about him?" She asked and she looked genially interested. Although Derek was sure it wasn't a good thing. But the man wasn't one to back down even if his sister just happened to be the only thing that truly terrified him.

"I just don't feel like having to get to know some second rate hacker because Stiles is six feet under" He winced inwardly at the thought of Stiles being in a coffin but he shook it off. His sister hummed and looked him over.

"Well you might have to anyway" She stated. Derek looked at her with furrowed brows. "You're right he was too reckless and he's a danger to himself so I think I'm going to take him off the team, I'll make him stay in the mansion doing some hacking for me instead, you'll just have to deal with some "second-rate hacker" as you put it" She stood up and Derek gawked. She couldn't be serious right? Derek knew how hard his sister worked the other hackers, which was why they only had a total of three - including Stiles. Laura was walking to the door and Derek scowled. Stiles did save his life so Derek supposed he should try to be a little grateful.

"Stiles is important to our team" He gritted his teeth before continuing. "If you take him out our missions won't go as smoothly" Derek was sure he was going to implode from how hard it was to compliment the hacker and the idiot wasn't even here! Laura turned around and looked him up and down.

"Hacker's aren't that important to team mechanics so I'm sure the group will do fine" She nodded then turned away. Derek inhaled and his scowled deepened.

"He saved my life and if he's not out in the field with us I can't return the favor" Derek ground out and Laura stopped with her hand on the door knob.

"Well when you put it like that I guess I have no choice" She smiled at him cheerfully. "I'll let him stay on the team but remember he's YOUR responsibility not the other way around" With that she left and Derek felt the urge to throw something at the door when he heard her snickering on the other side. He pinched the bridge on his nose in frustration.

A few days later…

Stiles, Boyd, and Erica were all on high alert. Derek was also on high alert but if Stiles had anything to say about it –and he did- Whether Derek was on high alert or not didn't matter. In fact Derek didn't matter at all and yes Stiles was THAT angry.

The mission they'd been given was brought to them by John McGordon, a rather wealthy businessman with a small illegal weapons dealing company on the side. A group of competitors had kidnapped his ten year old daughter, Lily McGordon, and put a ransom on her head. Mr. McGordon decided to hire them instead of paying the ransom because he said that didn't trust that these people would actually give his daughter back, but Stiles had a sneaking suspicion that he just too cheap to pay the people. But what he thought didn't matter. All that did matter was that they got the little girl back to safety.

Derek may have saved Stiles' ass from having to work for his sister but he was still pretty mad at the boy. The fact that Stiles had glared at and/or ignored him the entire time they were in the same room didn't help much. If Stiles had wanted to pull a hissy fit like a petulant child because he got reprimanded Derek could handle it but the silence was a little unnerving. Not that Derek would ever tell anyone because if he did they'd either laugh at him or think he was crazy.

"Are we all ready to go yet?" Stiles asked over the earphones and Derek scowled at the business-like tone he had. It really didn't suit him. "Derek, are you paying attention?" Oh, mission, right.

"Yeah I'm listening" Derek replied in a flat tone. If Stiles was going to be straight faced then so would he, but Derek had more practice than the hacker did; so it was easier.

"Alright the plan is for Erica who's currently situated on top of the building to toss down a smoke bomb when I say and for Derek to head in with his smoke-mask on; once inside I want Erica to get off the building and secure the entrances, Boyd you need to help her, that way our cover up team can pick these guys up, only leave one entrance open so that Derek can get out of there with the girl, but close it after him; also there are no camera's inside so I can't direct any of you but try to stick to the plan ok?" There was a chorus of "Ok's" then Derek went towards the building while Boyd got out of the car and headed towards the back entrance. Derek had his smoke-mask in hand and Erica had her smoke-bomb as well. Stiles waited until Derek got close enough and put his mask on before signaling Erica. She dropped the bomb inside and Derek rushed through the doors. He could see just fine through the smoke and the little girl, Lily, was tied, gagged, and sitting on a chair towards the back. All ten of the men who'd kidnapped her were trying to find their way out while trying not to breathe in the smoke.

"Keep the back entrance open that's closest to the girl" He said into the communications line. Boyd made his way to other entrances leaving the back one alone. Erica did the same. Derek grabbed the girl and rushed out the back carrying Lily like a baby and kept her face away from the smoke. Once he was outside and Boyd and Erica closed the door behind him, he put the girl down and untied her. Then he removed the gag, she began coughing and when she finally looked up at Derek she screamed bloody murder and ran over to hide behind Erica. Erica and Boyd held back snickers at the girl's reaction to Derek.

"Oh Stiles I wish you could've seen Derek's face" Erica called into the earpieces the hacker had adapted for her. When she didn't get and answer she frowned. "Stiles?" Again she got no answer. "Maybe my set is broken?" She suggested when Boyd and Derek looked at her.

"Hey, Stiles?" Derek called but he didn't get an answer. They all looked at each other worriedly before Derek turned around and hurried back to the main street where the van was parked. Erica, Boyd, and Lily weren't far behind. Derek rushed around the corner he was about to cross the street…

When the van exploded…

"Stiles!"

A/N: Muhahaha! I'm going to go hide in a bomb shelter now….*runs away*