Shit! Here he was stuck in a pool with not only a murderous creature on a rampage, but the sourwolf as well. Just the average everyday happening for him, it seemed.
Stiles sighed, which wasn't a very good idea considering. He hoisted up Derek as much as his could. Dude was kinda heavy.
But despite the impending doom that would fall upon them if that damn thing actually dared to touch the water, it was kinda nice. He wouldn't admit that to Derek, of course. But for the moment, he was glad that Derek was paralyzed and he didn't even care if that made him a horrible person.
