"Can the Kanima kill Matt. Matt is weird. Matt worries me." Stiles says after Creeper MacCreeperson complains about the head bump.
"Why do you have such a thing with him?" Scott asks as they arrive at school. Well, as they ditch creeper Matt and head into school.
"Because I have lady bits and they give me special psychic powers to sense creepy stalkers." Stiles tells him. Maybe that should be her super power, seeing as everyone has one now. Stiles the creeper detector.
"Then why are you sleeping with Derek?" Scott asks completely serious. The world has come to an end. That's it, everyone go home, it's over. Scott has not only made a joke but also said something true and relevant. Game the fuck over.
"Derek has made the Pedo Stare into an art form." Stiles tells him, because he has. Derek's Pedo level is over 9,000. Also STiles really really needs to stop watching Dragon Ball Z as a form of therapy late at night.
"So you admit that he is pedo." Scott has a goofy grin on his face.
"You are not my supervisor!" She shouts at him, kicks him in the shins and then runs away. Because this is how she rolls these days. This is her life.
"How do you two losers even survive?" Isaac asks in the locker room. They are not really coming up with tickets, these are like really hard to get tickets. Like getting into the Guild Wars 2 Beta weekend hard. Damnit that's another sixty bucks Stiles will not have for much longer. Curse you video games and your higher than average costs on release day. Steam Summer Sale can never make up for it.
"What are we supposed to do? No one is even selling?" Scott asks Isaac.
"Wait here boys." Isaac tells them.
"I'm not a boy. We have totally been over this. In fact you have first hand proof." Stiles shouts but Isaac is ignoring her, because he is beating up other lacrosse players, which should totally not be hot, but is. Really Isaac is her back up boy toy if Derek ever craps out. She likes them big and stupid.
Sadly the rest of the team is not ignoring her and she gets some looks for that comment. Danny even looks impressed. Thank you Danny, for understanding her needs cannot be limited by social standards.
"How wrong is it that that was a turn on?" Stiles says as Isaac beats up the other guy. Scott mimes throwing up.
"Enjoy the show." Isaac winks at them and leaves.
"Can I have one of my very own?" Stiles asks Scott like a kid asking for a toy on christmas. He gives her the stink eye.
"I wouldn't mind one myself." Danny says walking by.
"He is my favorite now." Stiles says pointing at Danny. Scott increases to stink eye level two.
"Okay, one more time with feeling. You are giving us," Stiles pointed to the collected party, "an entire vial of Special K. Of your own volition? Who here no longer trusts The Vet?" Stiles held up her hand while the boys stared at her.
"If you can get close enough to Jackson it will slow him down and should buy you some time." Denton continues. "This is what you will use to create the barrier. This is for you Stiles, only you."
"That sounds like a lot of pressure. Can we maybe find a slightly less pressure filled task for me?" Still no one else is amused. When this is over Stiles is going to run away and become a stand up comedian because clearly that would be better than dealing this this much of sour pusses. Except for maybe Isaac and his cheekbones, no one can replace that bone structure, no one.
Denton explained a bit more. Stiles was going to be peter pan tonight, yay! She was going to writ a children's novel or a teen drama or something with this at a later date. Because the networks would eat this shit up. Real life is strange now.
"I would rather not set myself on fire. Fairy dust or not, I refuse to have set self on fire as part of my job description. But in the name of catching the chemistry teacher I suppose I can try." Stiles says to the group. Denton is not amused. Derek looks bored. Isaac is confused because it's Isaac and he is a puppy. Scott has that 'I think you are kidding but still not sure' face. "Oh come on, my dad and I are now like pretty sure Harris is a part of this and that guy needs to go down. I hates him."
"Hates isn't a word." Derek says from his corner of the operating room.
"I can has cheseburger?" She asks making a silly face. Isaac snorts. Thus Isaac is the favorite werebaby, her snuggly adorable fluffy I-bear.
"Back to the topic at hand." Derek motions to Denton who seems to think that Stiles might be having an aneurysm or something. He tries the golf metaphor.
"Yes, do or do not there is no try." Stiles says in her Yoda voice. That was the last time she felt like laughing that day.
"Why aren't you angry at me?" She had done this, he should be furious, he should be screaming. Stiles should be locked in her room forever because this is what she had done, but he just looked sad.
"I don't know. Maybe I just don't want to feel any worse than I already do by having to yell at my kid." So now on top of everything else her dad is out his job, that is one thing she can't fix because she broke it. Stiles is really good at stopping her self from crying these days and is able to keep most of the tears at bay until she picks up Scott.
Scott didn't really ask when he saw her eyes, he just asked if she was okay. She can tell he is trying to be a good friend. But the of course Allison shows up, so there goes Scott. This shit is really starting to get old.
"Scott, what am I supposed to...this plan officially sucks!" She shouted while holding the bags of fairy dust. Fuck the magic dust.
And where the ever living fuck was Derek? Him and Boyd were supposed to be circling the place or something to make sure that Jackson didn't escape while she was busy with her Supernatural moment. Also why is it in that show that some how they always have a demon's trap ready or the salt spread so easily. Because in the real world without montages and cut aways this shit takes time.
Was that gunfire? That was gunfire. And that, that was a werewolf howling. Stiles was buying a taser after this, one of those high powered ones because this was crazy, she was not going to be in the middle of the warehouse district late at night unarmed. Maybe she should get a gun or a crossbow, those might be better weapons. Well technically she was armed, against nightmares and boogie monsters. Why didn't they have a Willow in their group? Or was Stiles the Willow? Stiles didn't want to be the Willow. And now she was thinking in third person.
"Scott pick up, pick up now. I got like fifty feet of ash left and I'm out. So you got to get your wolf ass down here and help me because I don't know what to do and I am just standing out here and I am all alone. And I'm hearing gunfire and werewolves and I'm standing here like a freaking idiot all by myself with a handful of magic fairy dust and I don't have enough. Okay?" She hung up and tried Derek.
That proved to be a bad idea because she could hear it ringing, from the same place she could hear the gunfire. Oh shit.
Right fairy dust. She could do this, because she was the Willow of the group. Yes. She was going to own up to that idea, and later when she got over her love affair with Derek's dick she was going to eat out Lydia apparently.
NOT NOW BRAIN! Fairy dust, and happy thoughts and yes.
She was so much better than Willow, she was promoting her self to the Gandalf of the group.
"We got him." Isaac texted. Well that was something. Now to see the lizard man, the wonderful lizard man of oz. Or not. Because apparently Jackson was not so brainless. He freaking broke Isaac's wrist! It got better in like a few minutes but still that was bone damage, and no one got to hurt I-bear when she was around because he was fluffy.
"Okay, no one does anything like that again. Okay?" Isaac and Erica nodd. It's weird Erica not being in full bitch mode. Also why was she so drab today? I mean really she wore a leather top that showed her bra the other day to school and now she was in a tank top and a mini skirt? Stiles wore tank tops and miniskirts, things Stiles wore or owned should never be in the same closet as Erica's, it was science.
The Argents showed up, of course they did. Derek felt a bit like pulling the building down with his teeth at this point. Did he really just have a sassy fight with Chris Argent? Stiles was having an effect on his brain clearly.
This is what his life was reduced to, having a fight with hunters in a back alley with dubstep blaring somewhere. The worst part of this mess? He could hear Stiles. She was out there on her own during this mess because Scott had been so concerned about his girlfriend. He could hear her slowly freaking out as Boyd charged the hunters and just when her heart beat skyrocketed two of the hunters tased him.
So he tuned her out, and it killed something inside of him to stop listening to her panic, but he had to win this fight or at least make it out alive. They made it longer than he thought, more of the hunters were down than he was expecting by the time they ducked behind the dumpster. Boyd was turning out to be the best adapted to this out of the three he had turned.
"Go you take the car. I have to find Stiles." He told Boyd when they realized the bullets were laced with wolfsbane. And Scott he, should probably look for Scott as well.
"Now we know, Special K doesn't work on baby Kanima. Nor does steel. The more you know." Stiles says as her, Isaac and Erica quivered in terror for a moment after Kan-kson broke out. "Someone should go find him."
"Fuck everything." Erica said as she turned to chase after him.
"Glad to have you back to pissy." Stiles called after her as Isaac got up to join in the fun. Which is how she ended up with Derek outside the ring of ash. Ash that Derek cannot cross, what the?!
"It's working! Yes. I did something!" Stiles does a bit of a happy dance and tries for a high five. He sadly did not return the high five. Also were those burns on his shirt? "Did you come in contact with a small fire?"
"I was tasered." He says. Just that, nothing else. The tasers might have caused brain damage.
"With what?" Stiles asks looking at his shirt. "Seven guns?" Stiles supplies because she is the child of the police department, no taser should make those kind of markings.
"They turn up the wattage." Derek says like this is something that happens all the time. Like he knows tons of people that mess with the power levels of supposedly non lethal weapons. Then again, he might, that might be totally the kinds of friends he has.
"I worry about your sanity. And that means something coming from me." Stiles points out and Derek gives her the 'not now crazy pants' stare. She is going to start naming his stares, and maybe giving them color codes or something.
"Scott!" Derek yells suddenly and there is a funny noise off in the distance, it's sort of sounds like the werewolf howls but something is wrong with the noise.
"What?" Stiles asks, because she is not really being given a whole lot here to work with.
"Scott's dying." Derek took a step towards the mountain ash and then back peddled.
"What how?" Stiles does not understand the frantic look on his face, oh shit he is serious. Completely serious, not mad serious but real serious.
"I just know! Break it!" Derek shouts and Stiles leans over looking at the line of mountain ash. What the hell is she supposed to even do? Jedi mind tricks? Oh well it's worth a shot. Stile moves her hands apart quickly and suddenly the line is broken and Derek jumps over the break and runs for it, a real fun. Oh god Scott really is dying somewhere in there.
Isaac and Erica come over and looking at her for answers, but she doesn't have any. People are leaving the rave little by little now, it is nearly five in the morning. What the hell was going on in there? People started screaming and then there was a stampede, and oh right Jackson was loose and probably killing someone. And they couldn't stop him now because the circle of magic dust was broken.
"What the fuck happened?" Erica says glancing around because where the hell is Derek. Then Stiles sees him, and her heart plummets, because he wasn't kidding, Scott is dying. Derek holds the other boy in his arm and Stiles can hear her best friend gasping for breath.
"Where is he hurt?" She is half screaming at Derek trying to feel at Scott for whatever is causing her friend to look this pale and purple all at once.
"Victoria Argent vaporized wolfsbane." Derek coughs, he isn't looking so great himself. But he is standing and breathing mostly evenly.
"We need to get him to a hospital." Stiles pulls out her keys and runs at the Jeep.
"No, we need to take him to Denton. He is going to stay in wolf form until we get this out." Derek tells her placing Scott in the back seat.
"What about the werebabies?" Stiles asks as she pulls out of the parking spot and floors it, Derek even seems a bit concerned about her speed.
"Isaac and Erica can call Boyd to come get them, he has the camero." Derek is griping the door with a bit more force than she is perfectly comfortable with but right now the Jeep can suck it because Scott is making some horrible coughing noises in the back seat and Stiles feels a bit like crying.
"If you die on me you giant idiot I am going to kill you!"
"Geinim..." Derek begins with a really worried look on his face.
"Unless you are dying as well you don't get to call me that! I am allowed to be an emotional girl right now." Stiles doesn't even try to park the car in any kind of reasonable manner, just stops and turns it off near the door to the vet clinic.
Whatever comes out of her mouth is clearly hysterical nonsense when she runs at Denton because Derek has to repeat what she thought she said and then the two men are taking Scott into the operating room and the close the door on her. Well not on her, the door simply closes between them and her because she doesn't move. What could she even do?
Something, she can do something.
Stiles does what she does when she has no idea what to do, she gets on the internet. And while there she reads about self defence and about cpr and about airborne toxins. She downloads a workout app on her phone and then sets a timer and an alarm so that she will start doing this tomorrow. It's only when the door opens and Derek steps out looking for her that she realizes she is shaking through all of this.
"What do you think is better to start with, strength building or agility? Because I don't really want to have a super sayian two kind of situation on my hand where I need to go to the next power level. I am almost certain that I don't actually have power levels despite that one time Gohan taught his human girlfriend to do it." Stiles hears the words pouring out of her mouth the moment Derek makes eye contact with her.
Derek has one of those out of body experiences through most of it. The moment the wolfsbane hits his lungs he is running on autopilot because a part of him is too shocked that this is happening. This isn't the way hunters do it. They trap you, shoot you and then cut you in half. It's a slow painful death but it's not this agonizing slowness of steamed wolfsbane.
Scott is breathing and might be able to recover with some extra help but getting him fresh air is the best thing. They are already to the clinic by the time he realizes that Stiles is cracking. It just seems so out of place for her. It wasn't that long ago that she was abducted by a power hungry Peter and came out of it just fine and sarcastic as always.
But she can't barely make sense to Denton and he has to explain again. After spending the first half of the night so concerned about her panic he is barely registering it now, what does that make him? Scott is in the clear by the time he goes back to check on her.
Stiles is a mess. Her eyes shine with unshed tears and she is shaking all over, there are visible spasms in her legs and arms. She has bitten off the top layer of skin on the lips and he can smell the blood there that will flow if she bites just a bit harder.
Then, because she is Stiles, she starts babbling about Dragon Ball Z again. She does that during odd times, like she seems to talk about that show like it's important more often than not. Derek really barely remembers the show, it was on right about the time he started to discover that he was good looking, but something about this show sticks with Stiles.
"Is he doing alright? I mean we don't need Dragon Balls or anything?" Stiles flips her phone in her hands and it goes a bit too high and out of her reach, falling to the floor. Derek walks over and rather than pick up her phone he takes her hands.
People have used the term 'tension melt away' but he has never seen it actually happen, ever watched the pain literally drain from some one's face as their entire body slumps.
"He is going to be fine by the morning." Derek tells her, hi thumbs rubbing circls on her palms.
"Is now a bad time to ask for cuddles? I mean I get that our relationship doesn't really..." Derek doesn't give her a chance to finish that. He lifts her up into his arms and sits down against the wall with Stiles curled up in his lap. No they don't talk about their feelings or the future or the fact that Stiles seem cool with all of this. But they can do this. "Does this mean we are going steady? Is the werewolf equivalent of being pinned? Because my mom told me about pinning back in the day it kind of seemed like a big deal."
"What are you even talking about?" Derek mumbles into her hair. Where does she come up with all these words.
"Nothing, just something my mom used to talk about when she tried to talk about boys to me." Stiles has her fingers in her mouth so it's near impossible to understand but Derek thinks he gets the gist of it.
"I don't own any pins."
"I don't think anyone does these days. Or class rings for that matter." Stiles shrugs and her shoulder knocks his ribs, she really is not very graceful.
"I got a GED." Derek admits. He is going along with this conversation because stopping would mean talking or thinking about what happened tonight.
"That's good to know, that you at least finished high school." Stiles shifts and her face ends up in his neck.
"I was taking courses, in new york." Derek is starting to understand the compusion that Stiles feels to talk. "Laura wanted me to have marketable skills."
"I support this idea, because your leadership skills are crap." Stiles yawns in the middle and buries her nose in his collar bone.
"She thought so too." Derek whispers as Stiles' heart beat evens out and her breathing gets deeper.
Okay so first of H has not had a chance to beta so forgive things. She is busy and I am bad at waiting.
Second I am on that time so this chapter is all over the place like my emotions. And all of the dragon ball z references are because my brother is going back to college and I miss that little sucker so freaking much. I haven't seen him in like three months and that's not right but I don't want to see my mom so I am not going home to visit.
For those of you reading this on fan fiction I will let you know that I have already started to write The Derek Diaries and The Pack Diaries. Both are posted on AO3 but will not be posted here bcause I find this interface offensive and spend all my time on AO3 now.
No chapters for a while. I has a vacation and then shit to do. Will try to update as soon as possible. Love you all! -E