A short time later three men came in. Clearly upper class by their clothing. They looked at Derek like all they saw was a rabid dog. One brandished a long stick, perhaps for walking, and he poked it in at Derek. He snarled and smacked it away. They looked at each other and laughed before a fourth arrived, his appearance forcing Derek to turn into the wolf. This caught their attention and they began poking him with their walking sticks with interest. Derek snarled but did not fight back. After a while of that they left. Derek sat there, waiting for them to return, but the next person he smelled approaching was a Stilinski. He felt soothed by the scent. The scent stopped and something was slid across the dirt floor towards where Derek was caged. A key, as if he'd need that to escape. And then it was gone and Derek was left alone once more. The litter around him agitated him and the key mocked him and his tail swished. Then there was another scent, the other Stilinski. Fumbling closer in the dark a shadow appeared before him. Stiles looked stricken at the state Derek was in, but didn't notice the key on the floor.
"Derek." Stiles whispered as he reached into the cage and touched Derek's nose. "Lets get you out of here." Stiles said softly as he began looking around. Derek wondered how Stiles could be so oblivious and huffed. Stiles spun around at the noise and Derek's eyes flashed to the key on the ground. Stiles gasped and snatched it up, opening the lock on the door and rushing in to throw his arms around Derek's broad neck. Derek nuzzled Stiles softly, feeling good with Stiles here, safe, with Derek. He got up and let Stiles get on his back and padded softly to Stiles's home. The cover of darkness allowed Derek to blend in like a shadow, but Stiles's bright red cloak was a flash of color in the shadowy night. They got to Stiles's house and Stiles hopped off and ran inside while Derek changed back into a human, and stood silently by the door. After a little while Mr. Stilinski came out and saw Derek.
"Why are you still here?" He asked angrily.
"Because Stiles is here." Derek replied simply.
"My son is safer away from you." Mr. Stilinski said in a quiet voice lest they draw attention.
"I know that. But he's also someone who doesn't take no for an answer." Derek replied calmly.
"Then i guess i cant convince you to leave him here?" Mr. Stilinski asked looking at the door like he felt a heavy weight pressed down upon him.
"Its not a matter of leaving him here, its a matter of if i go he will follow. Blind and clumsy as he may be in the woods, he would till it killed him." Derek said. Mr. Stilinski looked at Derek for a moment, as if seeing him in a new light. Seeing him as someone who may understand this boy more than even his own father.
"Well then you take him far away and you keep him safe and if i see your face around here i'll kill you." Mr. Stilinski said stepping in close to Derek and looking him in the eyes.
"You can come too." Stiles's voice was small as he appeared behind his father.
"Someone has to look after your mother." Mr. Stilinski said softly looking at his son with a very paternal expression.
"Dad." Stiles muttered as he grabbed his father in for a hug, crying softly.
"Go on." The sheriff said pulling Stiles off him. "They'll notice he's gone soon. Have everything you need?"
"Yep." Stiles said holding up the bag he'd hastily packed.
"Love you son." Mr. Stilinski said watching as Derek turned once more into a wolf and Stiles climbed onto his back.
"Love you too dad." Stiles said crying. They went off in silence, Stiles waving back until his father was out of sight before burying his face in Derek's fur.