Thank you for reviewing and following!;) Here's chapter four, Derek and Stiles in the store...;D

Chapter four:

"Can you get the rainbow cookies?" Stiles asked Derek for the fifth time since entering the store.

Derek, who was pushing the shopping cart, turned and glared at the ghost. A woman in her mid thirties cradled her child closer to her as she walked down the isle. Stiles choked out a laugh, since the child looked like it was about to cry. Great, Derek thought.

"No," he said quietly and quickly.

Stiles was now full on laughing at him. "Ha! Now you have to get the rainbow cookies for being such a weirdo and for glaring at thin air! I think I should tell Isaac about this."

Derek was glaring at him. "How? Because, last time I checked, you can only talk to me and be heard by me."

"I can take over your body," Stiles said. Derek looked over at him weirdly as he said this. "I saw it on Supernatural. Bobby took over someone's body to get revenge. It has a sad ending though. I mean, Dean and Sam have to burn his flask."

"Stiles," Derek growled. "I really don't care about these supernatural people. This is real life. You can't actually take over my body."

"You do know that you are talking to me when people can't see me, right? They are all staring at you, my friend."

Derek was about to growl when an elderly woman tapped his shoulder, and that made him turn around. This woman had a friend face apart from the frown lines that were appearing on her forehead. She was looking at Derek carefully, checking him over for any injuries.

"Are you okay, sonny?" She asked him. "You just seem to be talking to yourself, that's all."

Derek turned and glared at Stiles, who was laughing. He turned back and soften his expression. "I'm fine, Ma'am. Just going over my shopping list."

The woman laughed. "Oh, that's quite all right. I guess I better let you get to it. Don't want you being late for your dinner now, do we?"

Stiles laughed even harder. "She doesn't know how wrong she is!"

The woman wheeled her shopping cart away from Derek as Derek put rainbow cookies in, even though Stiles couldn't actually eat them.

Stiles still cheered and tried to hug him. Or ghost hug him, as he called it.

"Now, let's get the rest of the shopping...OO! Get those! PLEASE?!" Stiles screamed, pointing to the item in front of him.

Derek came up behind him and shook his head. "I'm not get you toaster waffles, Stiles. They'll be gone off by the time you wake up."

"Derek, please?" Stiles begged him.

"No."

"Please! I need something brought for me! I feel like you are slowly forgetting me!"

Derek slowly put the toaster waffles into the shopping cart. Stiles was stood next to him, pointing out something great every so often that Derek 'just had to buy'. But of course, Derek didn't put everything in the cart. He was reasonable at least.

"Excuse me!" Stiles exclaimed when a woman rudely walked through him, just shivering when she had, since Stiles was cold. "Ugh, some people these days are just so rude."

"Stiles, she didn't see you."

"So! That's just so rude. She almost pushed into you, and that's rude also, isn't it? Gosh, I hate rude people. Do you know what else I hate? The smell of violets. Ugh, Scott's mom always puts them around the house and it just bugs my nose, you know?"

"No, I don't." Derek was too busy buying things he likes, like chips and, Stiles was quite surprised by this, Reece's.

"Hey, get me one of those too, while you?" Stiles asked him.

Derek turned to glare at him. "You aren't going to eat it, are you?"

"No, but it would be nice to be appreciated, you know."

"I'm not wasting my money on food that's not going to be eaten, okay? So you can just go without."

Stiles made a face. "Fine. But when you want something, I'm going to say no, because you said no to me."

"Fine."

"Fine."

Stiles sulked the whole way round the shop, complaining that he can see who was favourite of the pack, since he picked up some chilli flavoured chips for Isaac, and some plain for Peter. Derek wanted to strangle Stiles. Like take him by the throat, and squeeze until there was no air left in the boy. But of course, he couldn't. Stiles was a ghost. He couldn't touch Stiles.

"Stiles, would you just shut the fuck up?" Derek had it. He snapped.

"Ssh, Derek, there are children around. You can't go using that type of language around here," Stiles said. "They'll call the police on you."

Stiles laughed when Derek got funny looks from the check out girl, who looked like she would have hit on him if he didn't seem so crazy and didn't talk to himself. Derek just glared at Stiles, which was thin air to the rest of the people in the shop, paid and stormed out, ghost Stiles following behind him.

"Oh my god! That was just too funny!" Stiles exclaimed. "Now, can you take me home?"

Derek broke the bag that he was carrying.

Scott, Derek and Isaac were sat watching Supernatural. Derek had said to them both that was what Stiles wanted to do Saturday. So, being the greatest friends of all time, they sat down and started to watch Supernatural series by series. They were on season two when Derek paused it.

"Lunch?" Derek asked them both.

"Sounds good to me!" Stiles said.

"I meant the people who can actually eat, you idiot," Derek said back.

Isaac laughed. "Really, Stiles?"

"Yes, Isaac, yes," Stiles said.

"He said yes, Isaac, yes," Derek said to Isaac.

Isaac laughed again. Scott smiled. All the werewolves got up and went to the kitchen, leaving ghost Stiles alone in the living room. Derek got the lost sort of feeling in his stomach, but he just brushed it away as hunger. He couldn't actually missing Stiles even though he was in the living room, right?

When Derek got back in the living room, he saw that Stiles had gone. At first, he started to panic, but then he realised that Stiles was a ghost and he could handle himself.

He went back into the kitchen to eat his lunch.

Stiles had turned up outside the hospital. Time to pay a visit to himself. He walked in through the doors and into the reception area, where Melissa was. Stiles walked past her and into his room, where his dad was sat in the chair next to him.

John was resting his eyes, his head leaned back and his hand just barely touching Stiles. That was what brought Stiles here anyway. If someone touched his body, he would feel it. And his dad was just barely touching him, but he felt it. So he was here.

Stiles felt a little guilty for not really spending too much time with his dad as a ghost. It would be nice for his dad to know he was there. But Stiles spent most of his ghosty time with Derek, since Derek was the only one who actually talked to him. And who could hear him.

"Hey, Dad," Stiles said. "Yeah, I know it's hard, but you're gonna get through this. Just like you did with Mom. I know it must be hard to see me lying down in the hospital bed, but I'm right here! Stood up! I'm not going to ever leave you alone. Not ever. Just keep hanging on in there for me, and I'll hang in there for you."

Stiles tried to tap his dad's shoulder, but it didn't work, so Stiles just sighed sadly and left. He walked down the road when he noticed someone slip into the forest. He followed after them pretty quickly, going through the cars and other things that were in his way. It was great not being able to touch anything.

There, he saw two people meeting up. One had glowing red eyes, while the other looked out of breath. Stiles got closer to listen in on their conversation.

"How is the human going?" The man asked.

The woman shrugged. "He's still on life support and everything. Still in a coma. Don't really know much else."

"How is Derek Hale holding up?"

"There's been town talk about him talking to himself. You don't think he can see the human as a ghost, do you?"

"Don't be so ridiculous, Sara. Now you've done your job. Go back to that whiny brother of yours."

The woman, Sara, slumped away as the man thought, pacing back and forth. Why were they discussing himself and Derek? Whatever it was, Stiles knew this was serious. And he knew that he, king of sarcasm, had to be serious about it.

"Derek!" Stiles screamed out. "We have problems!"

Derek appeared a second later, looking at the younger male in interest.

"What's so urgent?" Derek asked him. A little, tiny, smidgen part of him was worried.

"I think the alpha pack were discussing us. They used your name and mentioned the human in a coma. But they didn't really give away what they were planning..."

"Wait, that's it! They know! They know that you're my mate, Stiles! You are in danger, as of now!"

Stiles cocked his head to the side. "Really?"

"Yes."

"Oh."

Derek sighed.

They were well and truly fucked.

Hope you liked it;D Running out of ideas before the big boom blast thing that happens...you'll just have to wait and see what that big boom blast thing is;D So if you have any ideas or anything that you want me to do, please, either PM me or review;D