Turned out talking to Derek about that night was easier said than done. In between Peter coming back to life, finding out Jackson is the Kanima and Gerhard Argent being his happy sicko self there hadn't been any time for Stiles to even be alone with Derek for over 10 seconds yet alone talk to him.

So here he was, standing in the middle of nowhere. Watching Scott "fight" the Kanima. In Stiles's opinion it looked ridiculous, Scott may have been a werewolf but the under the I'm dangerous facade all he really was, was a small 16 year old boy with Asthma and Girl problems.

The problem being his girlfriend was trying to kill everyone... Why they still hadn't broken up remained a mystery.

What happened next shocked Stiles to his very core. Scott grabbed Derek and started pulling him towards Gerhard, who was prattling on about immortality and cures. He wasn't really paying any attention. Before his mind could catch up with the situation he had already started talking.

"Scott! I swear if you do this I will kill you!" Stiles burst out causing everyone to turn towards him.

"It's the only way Stiles." Scott said sounding resigned

"No! I've done so much for you. Even after you tried to KILL me, multiple times may I add. I stuck by your side. Hell, I even stuck by your side when you hung up on me when I needed you. I was stuck in a pool for two and a half hours with a paralyzed Derek... and you hung up on me..."

"I..." Scott started but instantly got cut off by Stiles, who was glaring at Scott, secretly nervous at the amount of space between Derek and Argent senior... or lack thereof.

"No, for once in your life your going to listen to me! Do you know how terrifying it is to feel your arms give out and to feel yourself sticking further and further into cold water. No? Well, I do! It's fucking terrifying! Another thing, remember when I watched that guy get squashed by my car while I was paralyzed? You didn't once ask me if I was alright! 'Cause guess what I am not alright. Not by a long shot! Oh and then their was the time I got kidnapped by Argent senior over there and got beaten to a pulp. You didn't even notice!"

Stiles took a breath to calm down, hus eyes wondering over the room. Everyone was staring at him, even Jackson and Gerhard.

"My dad, Lydia hell even Isaac asked me if I was ok, but not my BEST FRIEND. Another thing, guess who guessed that Matt was the Kanima's I mean Jackson's original master. This guy! I told you what I thought and you completely ignored me, nearly getting my dad, your Mother, me and Derek killed in the process! So, what I was trying to say was, that if you force Derek who had do ne nothing but try and hellp you turn this guy, who is even worse than our residet Zombiewolf..."

"Hey!" A small protest from Peter came but the smirk on his face told Stiles that he wasn't the least bit offended.

" ..., our friendship will be officilally over. " Stiles finished

Eventually Scott let go of Derek and backed away slightly, their eyes never leaving the others.

They both only turned away at the sound of Gerhard Argent's scream. Peter was standing above him blood on his shirt and a victorious grin on his face.

"I apologize for your father Cristopher but I have wanted to do that since I was 17 years old. "

Chris simply rolled his eyes and left tge building, Peter following behind staying something that Stiles couldn't pick up but judging by the blush making it's way onto Chris's face, he had a fair idea.

Meanwhile, Lydia had pulled Jackson into a passionate kiss, something th at didn 't bother Stiles very much.

He turned back towards Scott and Derek and saw that Derek had once agin disappeared.

Figures I save his live again and he leaves... again Stiles thought

Stiles then slowly made his way towards his jeep. Just befre closing the car door a hand stopped him.

"I'm sorry. For everything. You're always there for me and I've been a terrible friend. I guess I just started taking you for granted. You're my best friend. I really want to make it up to you." Scott said, with a sad puppy dog look on his face.

Stiles sighed but nodded. Even after everything Scott was his best friend and maybe now that Scott saw that he had been taking Stiles for granted things would change... Maybe

"How about tomorrow, we pracrice lacross? Mabye with a bit of practice you can make first line next year"

"Alright, see you tomorrow Scotty. You should take your Girlfriend home now though. Since her dad left her here to do who knows what... And let's leave it like that. There are some things even I don't want to know. " Stiles said images, that he would have to bleach out later, flashing through his head.

After that, it only took Stiles a couple of minutes to get home, where Derek was already waiting infront of the door. He really should have expected it but, yet somehow he was still surprised.

"This is an Improvement. Not perfekt but a definet Improvement." Stiles said getting out of the jeep.

"Why did you stop him? " Derek asked quietly

"Blunt as always, Sourwolf. Like I told scott you tried to help him so... " before Stiles could continue he got cut off.

"I know what you told Scott and I also know that that wasn't the onky reason." Derek growled

"Well, if you already have all the answers then why don't you tell me! " Stiley breatged stepping closer towards Derek.

"I don't know why." Derek growled in fustration.

Stiles rolled his eyes and janked on Derek's leather jacket causing the gap between them to close. Where that confidence had come from, he didn't know.

In Stiles's mind it was even better than the first time, so when they broke apart after a minute to catch their breaths Stiles couldn't help feel disapointed.

"Does that answer your question?" Stiles asked brethlessly asked

Derek responded by restarting the kiss whith as much passion as Stiles had only a minute before.

The sound of someone coughing coused them both to break apart and spin around. Infront of them stood Noah Stilinski looking very startled and shocked.

"So Dad, remember that Conversation I said we needed to have..."