A/N: Thanks for the new alerts, reviews, etc. once again. Love you guys. Here's chapter seven!

CHAPTER SEVEN: THE SURPRISE

Stiles was anxious and fidgety when he got into his Jeep to drive over to Derek's house. He was happy he had finally figured out what the creature that was terrorizing the hospital in Beacon Hills was, but he was very nervous to see what the surprise Derek had for him was as turned on the engine and ignored waiting calls from Scott simply just waving bye to his friend instead and passed by and did the same thing to Jackson and Allison on his way out of the school's parking lot. Jackson and Scott both looked upset and confused while Allison just smiled and knew somehow that he had a new romantic interest by the way he was acting.

Stiles zoomed down the road to get to the burned-down Hale home knowing that if Derek was listening to how fast he was going, he would get a scolding when he arrived. Inside however, he honestly didn't care. Today had been one of the hardest days of his ADD life to pay attention because all he could think about was Derek and the Wendigo. He had forgotten the most important question in his mind earlier and it had suddenly crept back up into his thoughts. Why didn't it attack me? It preys on all humans, what does that mean? Am I not just a normal human? Before he could continue the thoughts roaming around in his head, he found himself in the driveway of the Hale home so he stopped his vehicle and put it in park.

He stepped out cautiously thinking that somehow Derek was going to try one of his old tricks and the scare the boy out of his mind. He knocked on the door and few times until he finally got a response to come in and that the door was open. Stiles twisted the knob and walked into the home. Suddenly it felt more inviting than the other home he had ever walked into in his life. He smelt a pleasing aroma coming from the dilapidated home's kitchen and his body drug home into the room.

He was very pleased by the sight that greeted him when he walked into the kitchen and placed his bag on the small dining table that sat with flowers in a vase in the middle of it. Derek was in his typical dark faded jeans, but shirtless with rippling muscles and wear a 'kiss-the-cook' apron on getting Stiles' favorite meal out of the oven. It was slightly blackened chicken Alfredo and the garlic bread was cooling already on the kitchen counter.

Stiles smiled yet again from ear-to-ear which he had found himself doing quite a lot lately. The sight of his favorite food and the hunky werewolf cooking it slightly covered by an apron was enough to make his mouth water and bring several dirty thoughts into his mind, but somehow he managed to push them out when Derek began to speak.

"I hope my cooking is good enough for your tastes." He said gently. "Anything that deals with you is good enough for my tastes." Stiles blurted out before thinking causing him to brush slightly. Derek chuckled at the statement and gave him a loving look with adoration in his eyes. Stiles smiled brightly with his cheeks red and all. For once, he didn't care he was blushing in front of the wolf. He was actually happy to be blushing because he could now tell that Derek actually cared about him. Enough to find out what his favorite meal was and enough to actually cook it homemade for him."You did all this for me?" Stiles asked. "Yes, I did. You know Stiles you don't give yourself enough credit. You're definitely worth all the troubles of cooking from scratch." Derek told him causing Stiles once again to smile and blush, but once again Stiles didn't care because Derek obviously had to love the look on him since that had basically been all he was doing to him. Making him smile and blush the entire five minutes he had been there.

"Thank you." Stiles said sheepishly. "You're welcome." Derek said to him before going to the dining table and placing his hands on top of Stiles'. Stiles could tell his arousal and excitement was growing with in him but he wanted to talk to Derek before they started to jump each other's throats. "I-I found out what the new creature most likely is." He told the man holding his hands within his own. "It's a Wendigo. You ever heard of them before?" He questioned the wolf."I've only heard about them from myths, but I've never heard of them actually existing, but hey I guess I should have a more open mind to things like that, huh?" Derek responded with a smile. "Yeah, you definitely should. Anyways, a Wendigo is stated to be a malevolent, cannibalistic spirit that preys on humans to satisfy it's own needs and taboo. It was an old legend of the Algonquian people." Stiles told him.

"Yeah, I've heard the legends. It can either possess someone or just exist on its own accord." Derek said. "And I hope it's possessing someone so we could actually kill the person and not have to find out how to a spiritual ritual to get rid of it or something like that.""Those violent thoughts aren't very healthy to air out loud." Stiles responded to him sarcastically. "I hope so, too. It would just make stopping it that much easier." Stiles said, "Is it ready to eat?".

"Yes, let me get us some bowls and silverware." Derek answered before scurrying over to the cabinets to grab some bowls and heading back to the kitchen counter to grab the silverware. He walked over and sat them down on the table preparing it for them to eat.

Stiles took the first bite of his chicken Alfredo he literally let out a moan of pleasure causing Derek to giggle at the noise. Stiles didn't care that he was letting out little moans as he carefully dug into his bowl. Derek took his time in eating and by the time they had both finished their food Stiles was letting out little noises of pleasure and groaning that he eaten it way too fast, but couldn't help himself because it was so good.

"So, should we worry about this Wendigo stuff later? Because I've been waiting to feel your lips all day." Derek suddenly spurted out causing Stiles' brows to furrow in shock and excitement. "Yeah that would be best. Come over here and fulfill your wish." Stiles commanded to Derek and he did as he was obliged.

The two began to enter into another hot make-out session when all of a sudden the door opened with out either one of them noticing. They were too lost in the moment. Scott walked into the kitchen and his mouth dropped when he saw the two sitting at the table. "Oh my God! What the hell is going on?".

Suddenly, Stiles looked up to his best friend and back at Derek before turning to him again and saying, "Hi, Scott. How are you?" with a nervous look on his face for the fallout that sure to occur next.