It takes from six a.m. to 10 a.m. for Derek to drive to the convention. He sits through the first two hours. The only way he stays awake is by continually texting pictures of all the old men's receding hairlines to Stiles. He only gets in trouble once. He didn't mean to laugh out loud, but Stiles is just too funny. He smiles and nods and soon goes back to his commentary with Stiles.
He heads to a small store down the street during the short lunch break. He's looking through the souvenirs when he smells something familiar. He closes his eyes and breathes in deeply.
"What is that?" he questions. He continues to breathe in and lets his nose lead him to the source. He rounds the aisle and knows he has found it. He opens his eyes and sees a wide eyed woman staring right back at him. He jerks back. In shock, the woman slowly backs up and begins to scurry away. Derek drops the keychain he's holding and darts out of the door. He can faintly hear the woman exclaiming "that's him; the one who was smelling me!"
When he gets to his car he immediately calls Stiles. No answer. He texts him repeatedly.
Thirty minutes later Derek is half way home. It takes him a while to realize his phone is buzzing. He has been in a daze. He pulls over and picks his phone up.
-Derek pick up
-What's going on
-You called me and then texted me 15 times
-Just answer your phone
-What book?
-Your texts make no sense
-Is it like the code book or something
-Are you in trouble?
-I'd be able to feel if you were in trouble, right?
-Derek you're scaring me
Derek feels like he can hardly breathe. How can this be happening? He sends a text.
-I'm fine. Home soon.
He pulls back onto the highway and doesn't check his phone again.
-What do you mean?
-You shouldn't be back until 7
-It's not even 1
-Derek pick up your phone
-I found the book
-What do pups have to do with anything?
-Answer your phone!