Author's Note: I apologize for taking long writing this. School is kicking my ass. Luckily I am procrastinating writing my essay so I found the time to write this. I hope you enjoy it.

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Chapter 15

Stiles POV

Throughout mine and Scott's movie marathon, half my mind was not focusing on the awesomeness that is the Dark Knight series. I was thinking about what Scott said. Going over my conversation with Derek I realized that he told me that he didn't want to risk me getting hurt. He couldn't trust me when I said that I would be safe because the events of the past in which I got injured was even with the amount of times I came out unscathed.

I guess Derek really is thinking about my safety, but that doesn't mean that I will willingly sit by and watch as my pack takes on a group of wild werewolves. If I'm not there I'm going to have a panic attack. My mind will constantly be focusing on what might be happening and it will undoubtedly be coming up with all the worst possible outcomes.

There was only one clear solution, I was going to have to be there when the fighting took place but remain out of the actual fight. I would try to stay out of it as much as possible. If it begins to get out of hand then I will step in. I can't just sit by and watch my friends get slaughtered.

The pack meeting was going to start in about half an hour so I felt that it would probably be the right time to start heading over. I look over at Scott and see that he h is passes out leaning against the couch. When exactly had he fallen asleep? I guess I was so wrapped up in my thoughts I failed to notice. Though usually I can tell because he snores like a freaking chainsaw. This would be the time he chose to be quiet while sleeping.

I shortly thought about whacking him with a pillow to wake him up, but I have the scratch marks that show that waking a werewolf violently will only lead to pain on my part. So I chose to gently shake him awake. "Hey Scott, wake up. Pack meeting is in half an hour and we've got to go."

He groaned but eventually started to move. "Did you text Allison to see if she needs a ride?"

"No, but her Dad is supposed to be coming to the meeting so I would assume that he would be the one to drive her."

"I'll text her just in case." He whips out his phone and quickly texts Allison.

I couldn't help but laugh. "You really are whipped."

"I am not whipped, I just want to make sure that she can make it to the meeting. There is nothing wrong with being considerate."

"Sure, but that doesn't explain your automatic thoughts of Allison as you wake up. Trust me, I've seen how you are around her. You are whipped."

"Shut up," he says while shoving me playfully. I'm glad that through all this supernatural crap we can still keep our friendship as fun and joking as it was before. His phone vibrates and he checks his message. "She's catching a ride with her dad, so we don't have to worry about her."

"Really? If only someone had told you that before you texted her so we wouldn't have needed to double check. Oh wait, I did tell you that." A sly smile creeps across my face.

He glares at me. "You really are a sarcastic asshole, do you know that?"

"Of course I know, it's one of the reasons you love me. Now get off your ass and let's go."

We jump in the jeep and head over to Derek's house. I swear one of these days I'm going to force him to get that placed fixed. It is an accident waiting to happen. When we pull up I see that we are the first to arrive. Derek comes out to meet us.

"You guys are early." He greets us with.

I roll my eyes and check my watch. "Only by 20 minutes, and we seriously need to work on your greetings. Maybe you should try saying Hello. Try it with me He-Ll-O."

He glares over at me, and for some reason that glare is really turning me on. This is not the time for those thoughts, all I need is for me to get excited and Derek to smell the lust coming off of me. "Stiles, will you shut up?"

"I could but we both know that it is highly unlikely." He turns and walks into the house. I would be lying if I said that Derek's ass looked horrible in those jeans. I mean seriously, his pants fit him so perfectly, it should be illegal. I've been so focused on how I feel about Derek and being a part of the fight that I forgot about my attraction to him. I need to get it together before all the werewolves will be able to smell the arousal pouring off of me.

I sit on the couch with Scott while we wait for everyone else to show up. Scott pulls out his phone and texts someone, who I assume is Allison. The next second my phone is vibrating. I check it to see that it is from Scott. Why is he texting me when we are literally sitting half a foot from each other.

Scott: Dude are you ok? You look like you're about to pass out

I try to relax myself and text him back. I forgot how attracted I am to him. I've been distracted lately by the "fighting with him" thing

When we went to check his phone a smirk comes across his face. I wait for his text message and continue trying to calm myself down.

Scott: Well calm down. Just talk to him. Maybe that will help you chill out.

I look over at him and he is trying to non-verbally encourage me to get up. I roll my eyes and move to talk to Derek. He's in the kitchen pouring himself a cup of coffee. How he got electricity in this place, let alone a coffee maker baffles me, but I've learned to never question things like hat.

"Any chance I can get a cup of that?" I said trying to start some sort of conversation. He reaches into the cupboard and pulls out a cup and fills it for me. "I didn't know werewolves could drink coffee. Doesn't your metabolism burn it off?"

"No, but we don't get a caffeine buzz either. It just helps me with my headaches."

"Wait, you get headaches? How is that possible?"

"We're still part-human. I get headaches when I'm under stress. Having a crazy pack coming after my pack can be a bit stressful."

"I guess I understand that." I look over at him and see his attention is squarely on his mug. "You know I hear talking about your problems can help alleviate stress. Want to talk to me?" I see Scott walk out of the living room out of the corner of my eye. It looks like he's about to take a phone call but I think he's just trying to give Derek and I some privacy.

"I don't need to talk about my problems. I just need to get rid of the threat that is looming over my pack. Talking about it isn't going to stop the pack. Talking about it isn't going to make me any less stressed. The only thing that will is killing those wolves."

I groan when he is done talking. I don't know what I expected. Of course Derek was going to be defensive. I had to try to change the conversation to one that he was comfortable with. "I understand what you are saying. I'm just trying to let you know that I am here if you need someone to talk to. I don't want you to think that you're all alone in this. You have a whole pack behind you, and you have me."

Derek looks up at me, the look in his eyes is one that I haven't seen before, at least on Derek's face. It was a look of both wonder and gratitude. I could tell that he couldn't believe what I had said but he was grateful that I had said it. That was the thing about Derek, he never was able to trust anyone and I guess him hearing that someone was there for him was something he didn't believe he deserved.

After a few moments he tore his gaze from mine and looked toward the front of the house, able to hear something that my weak human ears couldn't hear. I waited a few moments before I realized that there was a car coming up the driveway. I looked back over at Derek and his "business face" was back on. Why is it that whenever we are on the verge of having a real conversation that involves feelings something happens?

Derek moves to open the door and Chris Argent is standing there with Allison behind it. "I hear there are some wolves you need me to kill." Derek nods at him. "Good, it's been a while." He walks through the door and I know that any conversation I want to have with Derek has been put on hold. It's time for the pack meeting to begin.

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Author's Note: I hope you liked this chapter. Please let me know if there is anything you want me to change or do. I have my outline written out but I will always be grateful for suggestions. Please review.