Hey guys sorry it took me so long, that is what happens when school papers are due. Hope you like it. 3 am, it started. After going to bed a mere four hours earlier, Derek was still tired but it was necessary to leave this early if they wanted to get through Reno with Stiles still asleep. Rolling out of bed to grab a quick shower before waking Stiles up, Derek decided that they could stop at the gas station for coffee. The coffee would be for Derek and not Stiles cause he doesn't need the caffeine.

Ten minutes later, Derek was dressed in black faded jeans, a navy blue Henley, and biker boots. Making sure that everything was turned off in the kitchen, and everything was unplugged in the living room, it was time to wake Stiles up. Now the reason that Stiles actually slept the night before he was going on an exciting road trip may have something to do with the sleep medicine that was crushed up in last night's drink. If anyone asked Derek has no clue what they are talking about. If Derek was cruel (or in the early stages of the relationship) he would have sprayed him with a hose or yanked the covers off, he instead walked over to the bed and shook him awake gently. Now the key thing is to get Stiles dressed in the car and them both on the road without Stiles fully waking up.

Coffee in the cup holder, boyfriend in the passenger seat they were all set. Now Reno was about 200 miles from their house. Derek decided that they would stop for gas before arriving at Reno so that Stiles can't cause trouble. Hopping on I-80 with Skillet in the CD player, the boys were all set. Nothing eventful happened on the way to Reno. A minor traffic accident, and a car broke down on the side of the highway were the only things somewhat wrong at 4 am. No police presence on the interstate so Derek pushed his luck as driving between 80-95 miles an hour. The only time Derek had to slow down was when a toll came up. He didn't mind the tolls but it was inconvenient. He blamed Stiles for picking the route with tolls instead of another way, but it was too late for that now.

The GPS directed Derek to get off the exit to Reno, but instead Derek decided to skip that part and drive through. Of course that upset Delilah (the GPS) and she started to scream. Stiles named the GPS Delilah because he was listening to the radio and that song came on. However, Derek wanted to name it Lilith because it could send you to hell and you would never know. Now that Delilah/Lilith started yelling at Derek for going the wrong way, Stiles woke up. Yawning and stretching, Stiles opened his eyes and of course started talking. "We are we," Stiles mumbled around his fist while turning to Derek. "Uh nowhere go back to sleep," Derek pleaded hoping Stiles would not see the Welcome to Reno signs. Of course that was wishful thinking, "hey is that Reno, we got here faster than I thought," Stiles said sitting up excitedly. "We are not stopping,' Derek growled hoping that Stiles wouldn't fight it. Naturally that was impossible, "but there is all sorts of casinos and a bowling alley and everything we could stop for a few minutes," Stiles pleaded. "No its 6:30 in the morning, who would be open at this time anyway," Derek stated with a raised eyebrow. "Uh duh, the casinos, silly wolf," Stiles giggled. "Stiles what's the point anyway you can't gamble you're not 21 yet," "but that's like in 2 weeks you think they'll notice," Stile interrupted. "Yes they would notice dumbass, they check ID when you change your cash for chips," Derek stated rolling his eyes. "So you can buy the chips and I'll just watch, hey wait how you know this," Stiles asked. "Laura took me for my 21st while in NY; she thought it would be nice to do something normal." Derek sighed. In that past six years of their relationship Derek has become more open about his family.

He didn't use to, but after about 2 years of dating he was given an alternative either open up or he would lose his mate. Now Derek was ok with letting Stiles go to community college and experience a real relationship, but after three weeks apart he couldn't stand it anymore. Originally Derek thought that Stiles' crush on him was just that a crush and if he indulged it for a while it would get out of his system. Little did Derek know at the time that he was pushing is mate away. Within those three weeks Derek realized a few things. Being a sour wolf as Stiles always calls him, was not ok, he started to act like peter and that was unspeakable. Flashback Derek and Scott were at the loft. Scott was yelling at Derek about the way he broke up with Stiles the week before he went to school. Derek on one side of the table and Scott looking out the huge window, "Dude what the fuck is wrong with you," Scott yelled. Of course Derek tried to say, "it's for his own good, I'm no good for anyone everyone around me gets killed." "So what you decide to push him away instead of trying to protect him that bullshit and you know it," Scott threw his hands up. "He's better off without me," Derek sighed. Punching Derek in the face and growling at him Scott said, "Listen here you lowlife peace of shit, I don't agree with the relationship but it makes him happy and if that's not love then you are so messed up." Derek trying to push his way passed Scott but instead got another fist to the face. Scott finally gave up and stomped out of the loft with one last sentence, "stop acting like your fucking uncle dude."

Present

"We are not stopping Stiles," Derek said. Sighing Stiles leaning over into Derek's personal space. "Hey you need gas," Stiles said exactly. "What no I don't, we have a ΒΌ of a tank we got enough to get through Reno and stop afterwards," rolling his eyes trying not to give in to the puppy dog face. Now Stiles does the face well but not a good as Scott but Derek is not sleeping with Scott so Stiles has a little more effect on him. Sighing and finally calling defeat he pulled off the exit and headed into the biggest little city in Nevada. Derek gave in to Stiles' whining so they stopped at the first casino off the interstate. Finding a parking spot was more difficult than it should have been at 7 am on a Sunday but whatever. Stiles of course, was skipping all the way to the front door with a reluctant boyfriend behind him, who was contemplating on going to the nearest Wal-Mart for a leash.

The service was okay, Stiles was so excited to be in a real casino not the ones him and Scott use to pretend to be in while in the blanket fort. If anyone asked that was years ago but more like two weeks. The first thing that Derek and Stiles did entering the casino was find the bathroom. After the potty break the next thing was to get the chips so that they could get on the road soon. Instead of playing the tables Derek decided to stick with slot machines. He cashed in ten dollar for quarters and set Stiles with the slot machine while he found coffee that was a mistake. When he got back to where he left that boy of his Stiles was no longer there. It would have took Derek longer to find him if he didn't hear his boyfriend. Getting closer to Stiles Derek should not be surprised by what he saw.

An attractive brunette with a batgirl costume was arguing with Stiles about the inconsistences of the costume. "But that is not the right tool belt," Stiles shouted. "Look it's just a costume, god what the hell's wrong with you," batgirl yelled. Derek was about to walk away when a huge guy came out of nowhere and punched Stiles. At this point Derek was having an okay morning, he got on the road when he wanted to, he has had two cups of coffee, and he had breakfast. But when he saw his mate get decked by a 6'5 rock he saw red. Let's just say that security was called and they were band from the casino. Only Stiles could get into a fight with a female, get himself punched, get thrown out of a casino, have to patch up Derek's shoulder from a knife wound until it healed, and still have a smile on his face getting back in the car.