Author's Note: Hehehehehe yeah, yall love my horribleness and you know it. I own nothing.
4. Protection
The pies were slowed by Liam constantly asking questions about the process of pie making. Eventually she set him to kneading the dough for the shepherd's pie. She sliced apples and mixed vegetables. She set aside one of the apples from the basket without even realizing she was doing it. She mixed her marinade for the apples and set the sliced apples into the marinade before covering the whole thing with plastic wrap and setting it in the fridge. She set a timer for twenty minutes and grabbed the apple off the counter. Tossing it between her hands she went to check on Liam.
"Whoa, no need for violence against the dough Liam. It's not gonna rise up and hurt you. I promise." Stiles lifted the apple to her lips.
"Stiles! Liam! Get in here!" Derek called. Stiles sighed and set down her apple and followed Liam into the living room.
"So, thanks to Stiles figuring out the connection between the girls," Stiles bowed exaggeratedly, Derek rolled his eyes and continued, "Peter and I have figured out that we're likely dealing with a witch. Until we catch her no one goes anywhere alone. That goes double for the humans in the pack. Stiles, Danny one or more of us will be with you at all times, I don't care who." Peter smiled slightly and waved at Stiles. Derek growled again eyes flashing at Peter. He put up his hands in surrender. Stiles spoke.
"I vote that creepy uncle Pedo is taken off the list of potential protectors." Danny raised his hand.
"Seconded." Ethan wrapped his arm around Danny and laughed. Jackson stepped forwards.
"Ok so how do we take down a witch?" Peter stepped up to the table.
"Take off the head or take out the heart. Only way to really kill them. Then we burn them." Derek nodded.
"We haven't been able to get ahold of Deaton, Scott you know where he is?" Scott thought for a moment.
"Yeah, he said he was going out of town for a week or two for some kind of meet up. He didn't say what kind of meet up." Derek nodded.
"See if you have better luck getting ahold of him. Stiles, you and I will go pick up Isaac and Allison tomorrow morning. We'll bring them here for the party. How's food going for that anyway?" A timer beeped in the background.
"That's my que to exit again, gotta put the pies together. But it's going great, I'm gonna steal Liam to help me finish the food. Seriously your kitchen is too small Derek, it's literally like feeding an army feeding you guys." Liam followed her into the kitchen. The rest of the day passed in a swirl of flour and sugar. Stiles' apple lay forgotten on the counter as Derek accompanied her home.
Twenty minutes after she arrived home and got a text from her dad letting her know he would be working late there was a knock at her door. She peeked through the peep hole on the door and sighed slightly in relief when she spotted Lydia and Erica at the door, both were holding bags. Stiles opened the door and Erica launched herself into Stiles' arms with a laugh.
"Sleepover!" Stiles laughed and Lydia closed the door behind her.
"Alright, sleepover I guess. Was this your idea Lydia?" Lydia shook her head.
"Derek's actually, he wanted at least one of us with you so we're making a girl's night of it. Kira would have come but she's at Scotts." Stiles rolled her eyes.
"Alright. We can all stay in my room I guess." Lydia nodded and handed Stiles her bag before heading back out to the car. Stiles stuck her head out the door. Erica handed Stiles her bag and helped Lydia unload at least two more bags.
"What all did you bring!?" Lydia grinned.
"Just some things for a makeover. You're not getting out of it Stiles. We have you trapped. You're stuck with us all night." Stiles gulped as Erica grinned a toothy smile.
Derek tapped on the door of the Stilinski household the next morning and heard Lydia call out for him to come in. He tried the door and found it unlocked. He turned the knob and stepped into the house. He was about to yell at them for leaving the door unlocked when there was a witch in town when Stiles walked downstairs and he suddenly forgot how words worked.
She looked amazing, her hair was gently curled, despite the fact that it didn't fall past her ears it framed her face well. There was a golden sparkly headband in his hair. She was wearing a floaty black top that framed her body perfectly, unlike the overly large t shirts she normally wore. The flowy red skirt she wore showed off her legs. Her lips were painted a deep red and her eyes were outlined in smoky charcoal liner. She looked fantastic but at the last second he noticed she was wobbling on the heels she was wearing. He leapt forwards and caught her just as she fell. They were inches apart when Erica popped her head around the corner and snapped a picture. Derek's ears turned red and Stiles blushed the same shade as her skirt.
"God damn it Erica!" Stiles shouted at the she wolf but was unable to give chase as the blonde ran away because Derek hadn't let her go yet. He slowly took his hands off her and the red of his ears darkened.
"Sorry." They were silent for another moment as Lydia and Erica watched. They almost seemed to be inching closer to each other. The she wolf and banshee held their breaths. Stiles turned her head away.
"We should probably go get Isaac and Allison. They're gonna be landing soon." Lydia swore loudly and stomped off, Erica rolled her eyes and opened the door for her Alpha. Derek opened the door for Stiles and closed it when she was settled. Lydia shook her head.
"I swear if those two don't stop dancing around each other I'm gonna lock them in a closet and line the door with mountain ash, until they actually tell each other how they feel." Erica nodded as the car pulled out of the driveway.