Chapter Five

Rest

*Stiles

"No ,wait!" Stiles yelled and ran over to Derek to stop him. "Let her go," he said and grabbed Derek's arm. "She already beat you once, let's not make twice," he said and smiled small. "At least let yourself heal, you can track her tonight."

"We may not be able to find her later tonight," Derek snapped. "We should just take care of this now. Find her and kill her, the Ahzi will go with her," he said.

"Except you don't know that. The book never said anything about the Ahzi going back where it came from when its master dies; for all we know, it could just be let off its leash and will just go on a killing spree. Killing anything and everything it comes across," he said and looked around a moment. "Look, I want to see her dead as much as you do, but we have to think this through, okay?"

Derek hated that Stiles was right, and that he sounded a lot like Scott, though surprisingly not as annoying. "Fine," he said through gritted teeth. He looked down at his side and lifted up his shirt to look at the claw marks, he could feel it healing, but she was an alpha so it'll probably take a while for it to heal completely.

Stiles looked at the wound a moment before grimacing. "Come on, I'll patch you up back at camp," he said since they were a little ways away from the clearing. He let go of Derek's arm, having forgot that he had even been holding it, also kind of surprised that Derek hadn't glared at him or threatened him for even touching him.

There was a small tingling sensation where Stiles had been touching him, and he surprisingly found himself wanting him to put his hand back. What the fuck is wrong with me? He thought to himself before following Stiles back to the camp. He sat down next to the fire with a grimace and again lifted his shirt so the human could do whatever he planned to do.

Stiles hurried over to one of his bags and pulled out the medical supplies he'd brought. Wasn't anything good, just what would be in an average first aid kit.

"You brought a first aid kit?" Derek questioned when he saw what Stiles was pulling out off his bag. "Really? Why?" he asked seeing at he healed quickly and it wasn't really needed.

"Really, you're going to ask that?" Stiles asked him pointedly and walked over to him. "I figured that one of us would get hurt eventually and I just wanted to be prepared, if it was worse than your healing could handle quickly, and hello? Squishy human here! I don't have freaky wolf healing, remember?" he said and looked at the wound again, momentarily finding himself admiring Derek's abs rather than Josie's handy work. He shook his head slightly before pouring some peroxide over the wound to clean it off. Then he wiped down the surrounding area a bit before taping the bandage to his abdomen, his fingers lingering there a little longer than necessary. "Okay, that should be good. Might help it heal faster too," he said and shrugged slightly before moving away from Derek. What's going on with me? he thought to himself with a small shake of his head.

Derek smiled. "Thanks," he said and watched Stiles for a moment before laying back on the ground and closing his eyes. It was still a few hours before the sun would start to set. What they would do until then he had no idea, what they were suppose to do this entire week he wasn't sure about either. Though he supposed the could look for clues about all this crap during the day too, he didn't really know.

Stiles clicked his tongue a few times before standing up and walking over to the cooler, "So what all did you get?" he asked, since he was actually pretty hungry now. He opened the cooler up and looked through it a bit before just pulling out a bottle of water. Then he looked through the bags a bit before pulling out the bread to make himself a sandwich, it was the best he could think to do at the moment.

Derek shrugged slightly and closed his eyes, "Just a bunch of different stuff," he said, not even remembering what he all grabbed. "If you don't like it too bad," he said with a small smile. "I'll be sending the bill in the mail by the way" he said jokingly.

Stiles looked up with a shocked look, "Hey you're the one who offered to go, buddy, not me" he said.

"Yeah and this trip was your idea and you're the one who forgot to even get food," he said with a smile.

Stiles scoffed. "You could have brought food too, you know," he said with a huff and quickly finished making his sandwich before putting everything away.

Derek laughed softly. "Calm down, Stiles, I won't make you pay for all of it, just about eighty percent," he said with a smirk.

"Haha very funny, Hale," Stiles said and moved to sit next to the fire as he started eating his sandwich.

"I thought so," Derek said with a smirk. He opened his eyes and turned his head to look at Stiles. "So, what exactly is the plan?" he asked.

"Well, we wait until it's dark and then try and find the Ahzi, and hopefully keep it from killing someone. From the look of the crime scenes, the people were killed there, but they weren't there willingly. I think the Ahzi finds them and then brings back to the forest to kill them." he said and took a big bite of his sandwich. He chewed it slowly, seemingly going over his plan while he did so. "And during the day, we can just walk around, especially if we didn't find the Ahzi. With your sense of smell, we might be able to find a body or something," he said.

"That's morbid," Derek mumbled and watched Stiles for a moment, his eye momentarily focused on the boy's lips as he chewed. "What do we do if we do find one?" he asked, thinking Stiles might get in trouble with his dad if he called it in.

"We look for clues ourselves first, then you make an anonymous tip before we get the hell out of there and go back to the camp."

"Why me?" Derek asked.

"Cause my Dad's the sheriff and they would probably recognize my voice," Stiles said with a smile. "I mean, I know you were a fugitive and everything, but I'm sure they won't recognize your voice. And you can always use a fake one," he said.

"Yeah, so can you" Derek said.

Stiles sighed. "What's your point?" he asked and ate the last little bit of his sandwich.

Derek shook his head slightly. "Don't have one," he said and smiled small before closing his eyes again.

Stiles grumbled slightly and shook his head. "Should get some sleep now, probably going to be up most of the night," he said and wiped his hands on his jeans before crawling into the tent and laying on the far side. He kicked off his shoes and laid back on the covers and stared up at the top of the tent. He really wasn't that tired, but he knew that he should at least try and get some rest now.

*Derek

Derek watched Stiles crawl into the tent and sighed softly before standing up. He didn't plan on going to sleep but he knew the human was correct and he was sort of tired. So, after a few minutes, he gave in and crawled into the tent and saw Stiles laying on top of the covers, looking like he was asleep. So, he quietly kicked off his shoes and crawled under one of the blankets before laying out. The tent was way too small for his taste, but it was better than sleeping on the ground outside.

Derek lay on his back for a while, his eyes closed as he thought about what happened with Josie. Though honestly, he was all too aware of Stiles' shoulder pressed against his, and for whatever reason, he wasn't completely annoyed by it. He let out a soft sigh and pushed away any thoughts of Stiles and cleared his mind entirely so that he could fall asleep. After what seemed like forever, he did finally sleep.


A few hours later, Derek woke up when he felt Stiles moving around and trying to climb over him without touching him. He chuckled softly, "What are you doing, Stiles?" he asked.

Startled by the sudden voice in his ear and Stiles lost his footing and fell on Derek and kind of just laid on his chest for a moment before answering. "Uh, nothing," he looked down at him awkwardly for a moment before rolling off of him and out of the tent.

Derek chuckled softly and rolled over to fall back to sleep, the Stiles' behavior amusing him.

*Stiles

Stiles woke up and looked over at Derek, to see that he was still asleep. Which wouldn't have been a problem, but he really had to go to the bathroom. He laid there for a while, until he was about to burst and just couldn't hold it in any longer.

Stiles looked over at Derek again and groaned before sitting up, Okay how am I gonna do this? he asked himself and shook his head slightly before trying to crawl over Derek without actually touching him. He thought he was doing pretty well until he heard a sudden voice in his ear and he panicked. Then to make things worse his hand slipped and he fell right on top of him. He stared down at Derek awkwardly before actually talking, "Uhh nothing" he said and quickly rolled off of him and then out of the tent.

Stiles looked down and gaped when he saw the bulge in his pants, and just stared at it a moment. Why the hell do I have a boner? When he heard movement in the tent he kind of panicked and quickly grabbed his shoes before running off into the trees. Once he was out of sight he quickly pulled on his shoes and looked down at his jeans again. He sighed when he saw the he no longer had a bulge, and decided that it had just been a morning wood, because he was in no way turned on by Derek. It's not like he's already been up for an hour or anything.

Stiles shook his head slightly refusing to think about it anymore and looked around a little bit before he unzipped his pants and did what he wanted to do in the first place. When he was done peeing he zipped back up and walked around a little bit, kind of avoiding going back to the camp. He knew he had too though, it was getting dark after all and they needed to head out in search of the Ahzi.

Despite not wanting to, a few minutes later, Stiles ambled back into the camp and smiled at Derek. "You ready to go?" he asked.

Derek smiled and nodded slightly. "Yeah, all set," he said and stood up. He wiped the dirt off the back of his pants and walked towards Stiles. "You alright?" he asked when he heard his heart rate pick up.

Stiles nodded slightly. "Yeah, of course I'm alright," he said and forced a smile before walking out into the trees again.

Derek had heard Stiles heartbeat speed up when he spoke but didn't press the matter. It didn't have anything to do with him so it wasn't his business, even if he was strangely worried about the human. He wouldn't admit it out loud, but he did care about the boy.