That night, Laura walked into the living room, and stopped short. Her brother was sitting in the middle of the couch, one arm around Cora, and the other arm around Stiles. They were watching Star Wars, an open case of pepsi on the coffee table.
"What's going on?" Laura asked, noticing how Derek's thumb slowly traced circles on Stiles' forearm as they watched the screen.
"Star Wars marathon." Cora said, putting her feet on the table. "Want a can of pop?" Cora asked, snatching one off the table and chucking it to her sister.
Laura caught it, and sat down beside Cora.
"Is this your movie, Stiles? I didn't think we owned Star Wars." Laura asked, taking a sip of her pop.
"yeah." Stiles answered, giving her a small smile.
Near the end of the movie, Laura glanced over at her brother, and realized that Stiles was passed out on his shoulder.
"Should we wake him?" Derek whispered, looking down at Stiles like he was the most amazing person in the world. "Or just let him sleep?"
"Wake him up. I'll drive him home." Laura whispered back, standing up and turning off the dvd player.
"He's sleeping over." Cora told her sister. "Stiles already told his dad."
Derek slowly moved to the side, lowering Stiles until he was lying on the couch. Laura grabbed a blanket, and covered him.
"He's so cute," Cora gushed, as Stiles started to drool onto the cushion. Laura turned off the lamp, and followed her sister into their bedroom.
"Can I talk to you, Cora?" Laura asked, sitting on her bed. Cora sat down beside her.
"Who's idea was it for Stiles to sleep over tonight?" Laura asked.
"Mine. Stiles was saying at work how he's a big fan of Star Wars. So I invited him over for movie night." Cora said. "He's going to bring some more movies next week. Anything you wanna watch in particular?" Cora asked, grinning up at her older sister.
"Are you trying to set them up?"
"What?" Cora asked, looking guiltily away from her sister's steady gaze.
"Derek and Stiles. Are you trying to get them together? I warned both of them to stay away from each other." Laura said.
"No, I swear." Cora insisted. "God, it's just movie night."
"Cora, I can tell when you're lying. Tell me the truth." Laura said, crossly. There was an uneasy silence, as Laura stared down at Cora. She finally looked up at her sister.
"In case you haven't noticed," Cora said. "Derek has been alot happier since Stiles started working at the pizza shop. Like, really happy. I haven't seen him like that since before the fire. I'm not going to be the one to take that away from him."
Laura groaned, and put her hands to her face. "I can't believe you're meddling with this."
"Hey, you started it. Telling Derek he can't do something is just asking for trouble." Cora objected, as she got off the bed, and went into the bathroom to brush her teeth. Laura followed behind her, leaning against the doorframe as she kept talking.
"Cora, i'm serious. You can't go setting up Stiles with Derek just to piss me off." Laura told her.
"I'm not doing this because of YOU, Laura." Cora said, after she spit out gobs of toothpaste. "Don't be so conceited to think all my actions are directly connected to something you've done or said. God. I'm doing this for Derek, mostly. And for Stiles."
