AN: Yay! Sterek scene here. That is all.
Chapter 28: Back home: 2
Stiles got home feeling exhausted. He had just been tortured by werewolves, and he wasn't a werewolf, so he was allowed to be at least a little tired. He opened the front door and was greeted by his father.
"Hey kid, how was-" The sheriff took one look at Stiles and rushed towards him. "What happened? Why do you have a black eye and blood on your face? Did you get into a fight again? I'm going to arrest the bastard who did this and-"
"Dad! I'm fine. It's no big deal. Haven't we already talked about this?" Stiles says calmly.
"Yeah, but son…" The sheriff sighed. "You know I care about you and I would do anything for-"
"I know dad, you told me already. I swear everything is okay." Then he came up with a cover idea. "I was sitting in this assholes seat, and he beat me up cause I didn't want to move. Nothing serious." His dad sighed again.
"Okay son, I trust you. You don't have to go to school tomorrow if you don't want to, you know."
"Nah, I think I can manage a few jackasses now and then." Stiles says confidently. "God knows I can handle werewolves." He mumbled.
"What was that?" His dad asked.
"Oh, nothing. I'm gonna go take a shower. Wash all of the sweat and blood off. I'll come down for dinner after this. What are we having?" Stiles asks as he walks to the foot of the stairs.
"Burgers and curly fries." His dad grins.
"Dad you know you're not supposed to be eating curly fries. And please tell me the burgers have lettuce or at least tomatoes in them." Stiles whines a little. He was already tired, why couldn't his dad eat healthy without him for once?
"Of course they do!" The sheriff with a face clearly saying 'they don't'. Stiles narrows his eyes.
"You're lying, I can tell dad. You are my dad after all. I guess I'll have to check after the shower."
"What you don't trust your dear old dad?" He says with a fake hurt voice. Stiles snorts but leaves it at that as he runs up the stairs.
When he gets to his room, he closes the door shut and locks it. He walks into the bathroom and takes off his shirt to checks for any scars. There are a few scrapes across his chest, but nothing serious. He turns around to check his back and sees there is a big, long cut starting from his right shoulder all the way down to the left side of his waist.
He hisses a bit at the sight and tries to touch it. Surprisingly, it doesn't sting. He takes off his pants and walks into the shower. He makes sure he has washed all the blood on his body, face and hair before walking out of the shower and drying his body with a towel. He puts the towel around his waist and walks out of the bathroom.
What surprises him is the six-foot tall, black leather jacket wearing werewolf sitting on his bed.
"AAAAH!" He jumps back a little. "Derek! What are you doing here!?"
"I wanted to make sure you were okay." Derek said as if it was normal for them.
"This puts a whole new meaning to creeper wolf! Couldn't you have just waited until tomorrow?! Or, you know, when I have clothes on?!" Stiles shouted flailing his arms. Derek raised an eyebrow at him, having an amused look on his face.
"You nearly gave me a heart attack! Sheesh!" Stiles continues putting his hand at his heart and clenching it. Derek continues to look amused. Stiles huffed and turned around to take a shirt. "Stupid creeper wolf coming into my room at night through my window, asking me if I'm alright…" Stiles mumbles but Derek ignores it, seeing the large scar on the back of Stiles back.
"You're hurt." Derek's amused face drops into a concerned face as he gets off Stiles' bed.
"I'm fine. I don't feel a thing." Stiles says back still turned to Derek, picking out a shirt. "Never been bet-" Stiles stopped as he felt Derek's hand on his back. "What are you doing?" Stiles asked a little weirded out by Derek's action. Derek didn't answer but lifted his hand from Stiles' back.
Stiles turned around and ran to the mirror. He looked at his back. The scar was gone. Like, completely. No trace. Vamoose. Nada. Zero. Gone. Stiles turned to Derek to thank him and ask why he did it but found an empty room instead. The window was open, wind blowing the curtains.
Stiles furrowed his eyes. Now he was even more confused. He shrugged it off as he put on his clothes. He runs back downstairs and sees his father patiently waiting for him.
"Okay, I'm done. Let me see those burgers that supposedly have vegetables in them."
AN: Werewolves can heal people right? I wasn't really watching the episodes correctly, but I know enough to write a fanfic… So what did you think?
