So that's how Stiles finds himself waking up, at 6:30 in the morning, crawling out of bed and into the bathroom. He takes a brief 15 minute shower, brushes his teeth and walks back to his room towel around his waist. He starts to rummage through his dresser, pulling on a pair of briefs and jeans before heading to his closet to grab a shirt. He chooses a tan and blue checkered button up in favor of his usual red hoodie, because honestly, it's the middle of summer and way to hot for that thing.

Just as he's doing up the last button Scott swings in through his window, which he could swear he locked after last night, with a bright chipper smile on his face. Obviously, Scott was a morning person, sickening.

"Uh, good morning?" Stiles says.

"Morning, Derek told me to make sure you were up and made it to the meeting this morning, oh! And to make sure you got your beauty sleep" Scott says that last part with an almost comically confused look on his face. Seriously, Stiles is going to have to have a talk with Derek about using inside jokes around Scott, its not good for the pup. "Anyways" he says, "are you ready to go?"

"yeah, just a second, let me get my shoes on"

"boots" Scott says, "you wanna wear boots."

"Ok then, boots it is" Stiles says, he wonders if the Alpha already told him of today's events. "And before you ask, no, I cant tell you".

They pull up to the house at around 7:40, only a little late, though Stiles knows that he will be berated for it anyways. As they get out of the Jeep stiles notes the pile of backpack, sleeping bags and tent bags piled out in front of the steps.

"Soooo are we going for a hike?" he asks, still not fully awake but very capable of putting two and two together.

"Yes!" comes a almost too chipper reply from behind him as Isaac appears out of nowhere, a stupid puppy like smile plastered on his face.

"Christ!, kill me why don't cha?" Stiles scolds the overly happy pup.

"Its not his fault, he's just excited that Derek listened to his "Pack Bonding" idea at the last meeting" Erica said, boyd looming over her shoulder. They both move to stand next to the still smiling Isaac.

Stiles remembers that meeting from about a week ago, when Isaac suggested that they all do something together as a form of bonding to strengthen relations amongst the pack. Of course, he really just wanted an excuse to hang out with everyone more, ever since he came down off his power high Isaac has been a little clingy to other members of the pack, obviously stemming from his attention starved past. But no one seems to mind, or at least, they keep their opinions to themselves.

"Speaking of which, where is that sour mug?" stiles asks, half expecting Derek to just pop out of nowhere like the rest of his pups.

"Shut up Stiles" comes the reply from the front door of the house, Derek exiting with another bag, Jackson fallowing behind with two more sleeping bags.

"Good morning to you Sourwolf" Stiles replies, the annoyance on Dereks face giving him just the morning boost he needed.

"So, what exactly is all of this, I mean, besides the whole pack bonding and hiking bit that ive already gathered".

"Simple" Derek responds "we are a pack, we are hiking and we are bonding. Nothing more to it."

"So where is Lydia and Allison, you know, the other two humans in this monster mash?"

"Allison and her parents went to Colorado to visit some family, Lydia went along with them." was Scotts solemn reply, obviously not happy at the lack of his favorite girl.

"So I'm expected to go on a hike all day with a bunch of werewolves, in the woods, being the only defenseless human. Right?"

"Yep" they all reply in unison. "actually its going to be a camping trip" Jackson adds in.

"Yeah ok, except I didn't exactly tell my dad that wouldn't be home tonight" Stiles says, a hint of worry seeping into his voice.

"Already covered, I left a note on the kitchen table" Scotts tells him, of course he did, because Derek tells everyone BUT the human what's going on.

"Relax" Erica says, "He knew you wouldn't come if you knew what we were doing."

"Damn right I wouldn't have come, I'm not in the mood to be a human Scooby snack."

"Stiles, you know we would never hurt you" Scott argues.

"True, but still, what are you planning to do? Kidnap me into going for a hike?"

"Yes" this time its Derek who is right behind him. Before he can even protest his being tossed up over the older mans shoulder along with 2 packs and a tent and being gripped tightly as Derek and the others run at top speed into the woods.

They don't stop for 10 minutes of continuous running. When they do Derek sets Stiles down on the earthy leaf covered ground to let him catch his breath. When he gets up and looks around he doesn't recognize any of his surroundings, and given the speed at which they traveled, they could be miles from the road or any familiar territory.

"Great" Stiles whines "now how am I suppose to get back to the Jeep?"

"That's the point" Boyd offers in a rough but even tone.

Deciding to call it a loss Stiles picks himself up off the ground and grabs a bag and a sleeping bag, adjusting them on his back until he is comfortable.

"So where are we headed?" he asks.

"That much he wont tell us" says Jackson, who is glaring at Derek for all he's worth, of course, his glare is like the puppy dog eyes compared to the one that Derek shoots back.

"I promise, you'll like it" he says glare softening.

"Whelp daylights a wasting, lead the way lassey" Stiles says throwing a slight smirk at Derek. Instead of his usual threats of throat ripping and bodily harm he simply turns east(at least stiles thinks its east, hard to see the sun through all the trees) and stalks off, the rest of the pack fallowing in behind, giving him a good 10 feet of space.