A/N: Hello there, here's chapter 2! I used a scene which I believe has been rarely used in fanfictions (only mentioned most of the time). Pretty surprising since I think this scene contains epic Sterekness... at least in my opinion! And you're gonna understand why when you read how this scene plays in my mind every time I watch it.

Ugh! It's so horrible that I have to watch the scenes again and again too be sure to get the dialogues accurate!... Almost as awful as staring for 15 minutes at a picture of Dylan O'Brien!

Oh and I want to thank my first two reviewers on this story Sekhmet Son and Seth Hoult (you're still in first place in the race to Best Reviewer Ever Title)

Now enough chit-chat and let's get to it!

Chapter 2

I think it started in the car. That old rusty Jeep. I'm pretty sure that's when I first understood why he was meant for me.

I mean, I already knew he was, but I couldn't understand why it had to be him! He was so infuriatingly annoying, reckless and for God's sake, did he ever stop talking?! He even kept speaking in his sleep! (I don't think now is the moment to talk about the fact that I spied on him some nights...most of the nights...every night.)

Point being that, I didn't see how he could be good to me.

Sure he was cute, with a pretty face, a nice scent and a soft voice, but I wasn't that superficial! I needed a good personality, and so far that's not what characterized him best in my opinion.

Let me set the context so everything is clear.

We were on stakeout – or so he liked to call it – in front of the hospital after we discovered that the odd text Allison received from who she thought was Scott, had actually come from his mom's computer at her work.
This had worried us a bit since Scott's mom had no reason to decoy Allison to the school that night. Sure she loved her son, but she wasn't the protective bitch type of mother! (Stiles' quote as you would guess, which almost made me laugh but I'd managed to hold it back).

So Stiles figured that someone must have used her computer, and proposed that the best way to discover who it had been would be to monitor anyone coming and going close to that computer and see if we could find someone suspicious.

Stiles decided he didn't want to tell Scott about it, and when I asked him why he explained :

-There are two ways this could go.
Number 1: someone pretty damn ill-willed tried to get Allison and whoever she was with at the time, trapped in the school at night, with an unleashed alpha werewolf, and this person got near Melissa McCall at some point. If he hears that, Scott is going to be worried sick and that will make him completely useless.
Number 2: we can't totally rule out the fact that Mel herself might have sent that message for any weird reason. Although this seems completely impossible, it is not. And that would have Scott really confused, and upset, and sad, and worried sick, which again would render him useless. D'you get my point?

I growled in consent. I had actually understood that pretty well since I believed it had been the first time he ever talked so much without changing the subject at some point.

So I can pretty much say that was the first glimpse I caught on how concerned he could be for those he cared about.

The second glimpse came when we were sitting in his old car - which had been his father's from what I remember him telling me in some random conversation. He got a call from Scott telling him he didn't find anything special with Allison's necklace. At some point the conversation changed :

-...And where are you, you're supposed to be here? You're First Line!
He was interrupted by the coach and then continued:
-Stiles, you're not gonna play if you're not here to start.

-I know!, Stiles answered. Look, if you see my dad can you tell him... tell him I'll be there, I'll just be a little bit late okay?... Alright, thanks, he finally added, his own disappointment obvious in his tone.

It seemed he had finally made first line and this was going to be his first game as such. I knew how important that was to him because he was always talking about either Lacrosse, Lydia or werewolves - should I mention how it was always oddly both exasperating and interesting? Except for the Lydia subject, that was plain exasperating.

Anyways, that was another indication showing how involved he could get into anything to protect those he loved. He was willing to miss a very important part of his youth, disappoint his best friend and even his father, just to protect them from a truth that might hurt them.

I couldn't help looking at him confused and a bit moved by what I just heard. I, Derek Hale, was moved. I think that says it all.

At some point I realized I couldn't just keep staring at him like that. He wouldn't get it. Or worse, he would get it!

So I was back to Derek Hater mode.

-You're not gonna make it, I said, putting as much indifference in my voice as humanly possible(...werewolf-ly? Oh you see what I mean!)

-I know. He answered, regret still sounding in his words.

-And you didn't tell him about his mom either.

-Not 'til we find out the truth.

Silence was starting to settle, and for once, I didn't like him being silent. So I had to find a way to change that.

-By the way one more thing?

-Yeah?

I put my hand to the back of his head and pushed it hard on his steering wheel. (Well not that hard, I made sure I didn't hurt him. He was my mate damn it!)

He gasped and said :

-Oh! God! What the hell was that f-

-You know what that was for. Go. GO!

He left the car and went to enter the hospital.

And I was left with time to think.

Of all the people I'd ever met, few had been worthy of my trust. And none of them were humans. Only people from my family.

But now I was proved wrong.

I could see what good Stiles could do to me. He was reliable.

I was interrupted in my train of thoughts when he called me a few minutes after leaving.

A/N : So do you see what I meant now? This whole interpretation is based on the look Derek gives to Stiles when he hangs up. Really if you don't believe me, watch it again and you'll see how Stereky it is!

I got a few ideas for the upcoming chapters but nothing concrete yet. Feel free to suggest anything...or have fun trying to guess what it's gonna be!

And I'd like to take a moment to thank anyone who reads this (the story and the useless rant even more). You are awesome and you deserve to know it!