The stole an RV, Seth took the keys off a drunk man as he walked passed him, they waited until they were inside the room before making their way to the RV Stiles was dragged into the RV and stood there looking around the tin can "Can you drive one of these?"

"I guess so?" Stiles muttered as the teen walked over to the driver's seat.

"Alright start this beast moving and let's go to Mexico." Seth said chipperliy. Stiles sighed and started up the RV before backing out, he rubbed his head that was now starting to bang from being hit in the head to many times. He knew what little magic he's got will heal any major injuries. "You know where you are going?"

"I haven't long come out of Mexico of course I know where I'm going!" Stiles spat.

"Alright take a chill pill." Seth said, Stiles looked up at him before looking back out at the open road

"I have a head ache… fine me something that isn't Aspirins and a bottle of water." Stiles grumbled, Seth looked at him for a moment before touching the cut on Stiles cheek making the teen wince

"It's healing quickly."

"Told you he's special." Richie called out from the back, Stiles looked up at him as Richie smirked back at him. It was then Stiles saw the shadow could over Richie and he Stiles knew whatever it was talking to him.

They kept driving to the border he knew it wasn't far, Seth walked back over to him "Tell me more about this Peter guy?" He sked, Stiles felt to create at the moment in time

"He's an arse hole who wears v-necks." Stiles said as he blinked at the road as it coat blurry

"Yeah but how does he know about El Rey and Carlos?"

"Not got a clue. The Hale is old and they have many connections I won't be shocked if Peter wasn't jumping into bed with Carlos." Stiles said, he started to feel dizzy and he looked to Seth who was sat next to him "I need to pull over." Stiles said, Seth didn't bother looking at him

"No."

"Please I feel sick." Stiles told him, the dark haired man looked up at Stiles and saw how pale he has become and frowned

"Alright Princes only because I don't want to smell it." Stiles stopped RV quickly making very one jerk forwards, he jumped up and ran out the door "Oi Stiles!" Seth yelled

"What are you doing?" Richie asked seeing the teen zoom out

"He's going to be sick?"

"Something coming for him!"

"Oh god not this again!"

Stiles skidded to a stop flicking up sand and dust as he double over as he empty what little he had to eat…magic my arse… he thought as he looked down at the pile of sick and jumped back as he saw blood and maggots "Fuck!" He gasped as he closed his eyes rubbing his eyes before opening them to see the blood and maggots was just normal very day puke. Looked up the sun burn his feverish skin as he turned his head to see a teen walking down that road "Derek?" Stiles whispered "I'm seeing shit." He whispered before the boy falls on his side "DEREK!" Stiles yelled as he down the road

"STILES!" He heard Seth call him.

Stiles knelt in front of young teen "Oh shit your real? Derek?" Stiles whispered "It's Stiles…"

"STILES GET BACK HERE!" Seth yelled, the teen looked behind him at Seth and Rich stood there looking at him before he looked back at the boy. Derek was still a deaged he looked up at Stiles with a weary look on his face as he reached out and touched Stiles face "Pack." He hwispered before passing out. Seth stood behind him looking down at the dark haired teen in Stiles arms "WE ARE NOT PICKING UP STRAYS!" Seth shouts as he stood over to him.

"Please I know him!" Stiles said kneeling on the ground "Please Seth you can't leave him out here, he's hurt."

"He doesn't look it to me."

"You're kidding me right? He's in the middle of nowhere! His lip are dry and his skin his on fire." Stiles yelled as he felt the other teen stand close behind him and whispered something in his ear

"Fine get in that damn RV and no more stunts Stiles."

Seth picked up Derek after Stiles couldn't "You look just as sick as he does." He told the teen

"Yeah well you try being bashed on the head a couple of times and not wanting to throw up." Stiles hissed as Seth carried him back to the RV as Richie came in to view

"Another one Seth really I know you like them young but..." He sneered,

"Shut up Richie." Seth muttered as he placed Derek on the seat on the sofa behind the driver's seat. Richie looked at Derek for a long moment before pointing a gun at him

"Whoa whoa stop!" Stiles yelled as he stood in front of him

"RICHIE PUT IT AWAY!"

"He's like one of those at the store, he's going to kill us."