Disclaimer: I do not own Teen Wolf or any of it's characters. If I did, Sterek would be canon.
A/N: Here you go! Jealous Derek, drugged up Lydia, Scott and Allison ditch, Kate tries to cause trouble and Derek and Stiles get some alone time.
The Hale Pack: A thing called jealousy.
"So are you." He whispered in his ear as if it were a secret, then returned to his seat, a pleased smile on his face.
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Outside, in the car park, Scott and Allison were getting into Allison's car, but Allison was looking very nervous. "Uh, maybe this is a bad idea. And my dad would kill me if he found out."
"Do you always follow your dad's rules?" Scott asked with a knowing look on his face.
"Not lately." Allison grinned.
"Good. Start the car." Scott replied.
"Where are we going?" Allison asked, but Scott was distracted by a car driving in behind them
"Uh, I don't know. Somewhere. Anywhere." Scott said nervously, eyes fixed on the rear view mirror, watching the car.
"Nowhere I can be seen, right? 'Cause I could get detention." Allison stated, looking unsure.
"Please start the car." Scott begged
"Or suspended."
"Allison, car, start, now." Scott demanded and she did, pulling out of the school, blissfully unaware of the other car .
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In the locker room, Jackson stood in front of the mirror, checking out the cuts on the back of his neck. Gasping in pain, he stepped away from the mirror and walked towards his locker, as the seemingly last player exited the locker room and left Jackson with a sense of solitude.
After shutting his locker, Jackson noticed two dot's of glowing red through the steam. He slowly backed away and the lights moved towards him. Remembering the monstrous animal that had attacked just the night before, Jackson felt his heart rate increase until it felt like his heart was trying to beat it's way out his chest. He kept backing away until the red exited the steam, revealing themselves to be lights on a set of headphones. The boy wearing them gave him an odd look, then walked away.
Jackson sighed in relief, but when he turned, he found himself facing Derek. He jumped slightly, surprised at the sight, but quickly relaxed. "I-I don't know where Stiles is."
"I'm not here for Stiles. I'm here for you." Derek informed him.
"Wh-wh-why me? I didn't do anything." Jackson told him defensively.
"No, but you saw something, didn't you?" Derek asked as creepy suspenseful music filled the room.
"No, I didn't- I didn't see anything."
"What was it, hmm? An animal? A mountain lion?" Derek asked mimicking the tone Jackson had used when questioning him about drugs.
"I didn't see anything. I swear. I'm-I'm not lying." Jackson insisted.
"Then calm down and say it again." Derek told him as he stepped closer to him.
"Say what? That I'm not lying?"
"Tell me that you didn't see anything. Slowly."
Jackson took a breath before repeating, "I didn't s-see anything. I'm not lying."
"One more thing." Derek said. "Where is that music coming from?"
"Sorry, my bad." A guy said, moving from the showers, to his locker. He opened it and took his phone out, answering a call. "Hey mum."
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Stiles was calling Scott while leaving class. "Finally! Have you been getting any of my texts?" He asked when Scott finally picked up.
"Yeah, like all 9 million of them." Scott hissed.
"Do you have any idea what's going on? Lydia is totally M.I.A., Jackson looks like he's got a time bomb inserted into his face, another random guy is dead, and you have to do something about it." Stiles exclaimed, flailing his free arm around, nearly hitting a girl that was passing him.
"Like what?"
"Track the Alpha dumbass!" Stiles whispered into the phone aggressively.
"Okay, I'll deal with it later." Scott said into the phone and hung up on Stiles. He looked up at Allison. "Left, left, left, left, left." He instructed, leaning forward and pointing.
Allison turned with one hand, slapping the other one to his chest, pushing him back into his seat. "Sorry, sorry. I just totally soccer-mum'd you. I'm sorry." Allison apologised with a giggle.
"That's all right. I'll just pick up my masculinity on the way back." Scott half joked, causing Allison to giggle.
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Stiles was walking down the corridor during his 15 minute break between lessons. As he passed the janitor's closet, the door flew open and a hand shot out and pulled him in, shutting the door behind him.
Stiles was about to attack when he caught the familiar scent. "Derek." He sighed in relief. "You scared the crap outta me, are you okay?"
Derek's eyes flashed blue, cutting through the darkness. "No." He hissed angrily.
"What's wrong is it the alph-"
"Do you find me attractive, Danny? I don't think Derek does, Danny. So are you, Danny!" Derek repeated darkly, stepping closer to Stiles with each sentence until he had Stiles pinned against the shelves.
Stiles' eyes widened in horror. "L-look I-I did-didn't mean it l-like that! I-I swear, I-I just-"
"Just didn't think that I actually want you?" Derek growled "That the only reason I'm attracted to you is because we're mates? Not because of those amazing whiskey eyes?" He asked, stroking Stiles cheek tenderly. "Or those full lips?" Derek pulled Stiles into a deep, passionate kiss, tugging the boys bottom lip with his teeth as they pulled away. "Or those damn mole that pepper your skin? The ones that I know can lead me directly to an amazing part of you?" He asked as Stiles shuddered with pleasure. "Or your beautiful pale chest with muscles just begging to be licked?" Derek murmured, nipping and licking at Stiles' overly sensitive neck. "Not even that perfect, round ass of yours? You really think I don't notice any of that? That I only want you because you're my mate?"
"N-no. God no." Stiles gasped arching into Derek.
"No, that's just the icing on the cake. You're just lucky that you told Danny that you love me and I love you. Otherwise, Danny would be in hospital right now and Danny would probably be missing some body parts. We'll see how attractive Danny is then."
"Stop saying his fucking name." Stiles growled, grabbing Derek and kissing him forcefully.
"Good answer." Derek grinned as they pulled away. Slipping down to the floor, on his knees. "How much time do we have?" He asked, undoing Stiles' jeans.
"T-ten min-utes." Stiles replied.
"Not enough time, you're gonna be late to class."
"i'm okay with tha-oh, fu-"
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"You're still not okay with this, are you?" Scott asked as he and Allison walked through the woods, the girl in question checking her phone nervously. Shortly after arriving at the preserve, she had replied to Stiles' text message asking if she was okay and thanked him for the combat boots he'd gotten her and also sent a text to Lydia with a thank you for the jacket and an inquiry into how the redhead was doing after her ordeal the night before, but so far neither had responded. She was currently wearing both gifts, along with the simple, yet beautiful, silver bracelet adorned with a heart shaped charm Scott had given her.
Allison giggled slightly as she returned her phone to her pocket. "I just feel like I need an alibi." She admitted as she ran a hand through her hair.
"Well, if we get caught, I'll just say it was my fault." Scott offered with a shrug.
"You don't need to take the blame for me. It was my choice too." Allison insisted.
"Oh, good!" Scott teasingly called out in relief "'Cause if we get caught, I'm totally gonna blame you."
"Oh, really?" Allison asked in mock offence.
"Hell yeah! And they'd believe me. You know, a totally hot girl asks you to skip the day with her. Like I'm gonna say no." Scott teased.
"So, throw me under the bus, just like that?"
"Throw, push, shove-" Scott shrugged as Allison jabbed him in the chest.
"And what if I decide to drag you down with me?" Allison asked as she pulled him close.
"I'd just yell for help."
"Well, what if I did this?" Allison asked, kissing him softly
"I'd scream for help."
"And if I did this?" she asked, pulling him in for a more passionate kiss.
"I'd beg for mercy." Scott muttered, resting his head against hers before leaning in for another kiss.
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After their experience in the janitors closet, Stiles and Derek decided to skip the rest of the day and check on Lydia, see if she saw anything the previous night.
"Hello." Natalie Martin greeted as she opened the door to them, but before anything else could be said, Lydia's slurred voice called out from upstairs.
"Mu-um" She called, "Is Ally here? Did she bring my Stiles?"
"What the hell is a 'Stiles'?" Mrs Martin asked in confusion, causing the mates to chuckle.
"That would be me, Stiles Stilinski," Stiles introduced himself, holding his hand out for the woman to shake.
"Oh, of course, I'm so sorry! You're the sheriff's son, right?" The woman asked, shaking his hand.
"That's right, and this is my boyfriend, Derek." Stiles announced as she released his hand, and turned to shake Derek's.
"Pleasure to meet you, Mrs Martin." Derek said politely.
"Likewise, come on in, she's upstairs." Natalie said, gesturing for them to enter the house. "She took a little something to ease her nerves. So she might be a little out of it." She warned as they arrived at Lydia's bedroom door.
She knocked on the door softly while pushing it open. "Honey, Stiles is here to see you." Lydia turned and sat up.
"Stiles!" She exclaimed happily, "I need cuddles! Hi Der-Bear." She then flopped back into her previous position as if nothing had happened.
"You can go in." She said.
"Thanks." Stiles said as Natalie left the room, making a point of leaving the door open behind her.
"What are you doing all the way over there? I need cuddles!" She demanded, holding out her right arm, as her left one supported her head. "You to Der-rek" She slurred while beckoning them over.
Stiles chuckled and sat on the edge of the bed. "We wanted to make sure you were okay."
"Why?"
"Because you're my partner in crime Lyd! How are you feeling?
"I feel..." She slowly sat up and placed an arm around his shoulders, hugging him close "Fantastic." She giggled. "Derek, get over here!" she gestured with her free arm for the elder wolf to come closer
Derek walked over and sat next to Stiles on the bed who decided to snoop a little. "Oh. What-?" Stiles leaned over to investigate the bottle of medication on Lydia's bedside desk "I bet you can't say, uh, "I saw Suzy sittin' in a shoe shine shop" ten times fast."
He challenged Lydia who rolled her eyes and tried to prove him wrong, while Derek rolled his eyes at them both. "I saw Shuzy- I shaw-" Stiles replaced the bottle as Lydia got a look of recognition on her face. "I saw-" She muttered as she flopped onto her arms again.
"What? Lydia, what did you see?" Derek asked, moving so that he was knelt in front of the girl on the floor.
"Something." She whispered
"Something like- Like a mountain lion?" Stiles asked.
"A mountain lion." Lydia repeated.
"Are you sure you saw a mountain lion, or are you just saying that because that's what the police told you?" Derek asked urgently.
"A mountain lion."
Stiles pointed to the stuffed giraffe, which Derek proceeded to pick up and hold in front of Lydia. "What's this?"
"A mountain lion." She stated with a firm nod.
"Okay." Stiles announced, drawing Lydia's attention to him as Derek put the stuffed animal back in annoyance. "You're so drunk. Oh-" He said in surprise as she fell asleep with her head in his lap.
"Oh?" Derek growled, causing Stiles to roll his eyes.
"Not like that, I was surprised!" He insisted. "You're the only person that I want anywhere near my dick!" "He exclaimed quietly, so that Mrs Martin wouldn't overhear.
"Oh, really? You mean like earlier?" Derek asked huskily.
Stiles groaned softly, tilting his head back. "No! You're not allowed to give me these thoughts when somebody else's head is in my lap!" He announced, forcing himself to think of other, less pleasant things.
Stiles gently lifted her head from his lap, and moved it to her pillow.
"Okay," he said, standing from the bed and grabbing Derek's hand. "I think that we should get going. We'll let you get back to your PTSD."
"No." Lydia protested drowsily, sitting up. "Stay."
"You want us to stay?" Derek asked incredulously, raising an eyebrow.
"Yes, please stay." She begged and reached out a hand towards the pair. "Please Jackson!" Then proceeded to collapse on to the bed, out cold.
"And, we're done here." Stiles said happily, leaning in to kiss Derek. Then Lydia's phone beeped signalling a text. "D'you want me to get that?" He asked the unconscious girl, while leaning to grab her phone.
"Really, Stiles?"
"It might be important!" Stiles insisted, "It's a text," He said, clicking the screen, which caused a video to play. "I don't know how to-Woah."
"What is it?" Derek asked, moving to see the phone. Stiles paused the video on a picture of the Alpha.
"She saw him." Stiles muttered.
"Shit." Derek growled, snatching the phone from Stiles.
"W-what do we do? Should we delete it?" Stiles asked in a nervous whisper.
"No." Derek said firmly.
"W-What? Why not?"
"She could be useful." Derek said.
"How?" Stiles asked in confusion.
"Research, barriers, other things. You see those books?" Derek asked, gesturing to three old looking leather bound books on Lydia's bookshelf.
"Yeah?"
"My mother used to have a set identical to that, they're all in archaic Latin and have a lot of information about supernatural lore and history, It's completely accurate." He walked over to the shelf. "There's little to no dust here, meaning she reads them regularly." He pulled out the first book and opened it to the middle. "No cut out storage area." He replaced the book and walked back to Stiles, "You said it yourself, she's smart, basically a genius. And she's human, so she can help set traps, such as mountain ash barriers or make wolfsbane bullets for your dad."
Derek grabbed Stiles' hand softly. "She's safer knowing what we are so that we can protect her and teach her to defend herself, and she can help us stay alive." He took the phone from Stiles, and placed it back on the desk. "Leave it be. Let's go home."
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Meanwhile, in the woods, Kate Argent and two other hunters approached the wreckage of the Hale house.
"He wants us to wait." The older male hunter said while lowering his rifle.
"So I've been reminded," Kate said dryly, turning to the hunter. "To death."
"And that means we're not allowed to kill him." The other hunter said.
"But it doesn't mean we can't say hello." Kate said walking towards the house. Shortly after, the front door was kicked in.
"No one home." The elder male hunter said, but Kate chuckled.
"Oh, he's here. He's just not feeling particularly hospitable." She stated knowingly.
"Maybe he's out burying a bone in the backyard." The younger hunter joked with a large grin plastered on his face, feeling quite proud of himself.
"Really? A dog joke? We're going there, and that's the best you got?" Kate asked, rolling her eye's "If you wanna provoke him, say something like, "Too bad your sister 'bit it' before she had her first litter. Too bad she howled like a bitch when we cut her in half!" She yelled the last part, attempting to draw Derek out. After a moment of waiting with no results, they split up to search the house.
"Huh," Kate muttered in disappointment as she rejoined the other two hunters by the front door five minutes later. "Looks like the mutt has relocated. Let's go, we'll find him soon."
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Stiles was angrily pacing his room, yelling into his phone, leaving Scott a message. "Hey, it's me again. Look, I found something, and I don't know what to do, okay? So if you could turn your phone on right now, that'd be great. Or else I'll kill you. Do you understand me? I'm gonna kill you. And I'm too upset to come up with a witty description about how exactly I'm gonna kill you, but I'm just gonna do it, okay? I'm gonna- ugh! Goodbye." Stiles angrily threw his phone on the bed as Derek watched in amusement from the doorway. Stiles sighed and flopped onto his chair. resting his arms and head on the back rest.
The sheriff then joined Derek in the doorway, which startled Stiles. "Please tell me I'm gonna hear good news at this parent/teacher thing tonight." He said
"Depends on how you define 'good news.'" Stiles replied.
"I define it as you getting straight A's with no behavioral issues."
"You might wanna rethink that definition." Stiles recommended with a guilty look on his face.
"'Nuff said." John sighed.
"Hey!" Stiles called out, standing from his chair defensively. "In my defense, I've had a lot going on lately! W-with becoming a werewolf, my best friend becoming a werewolf, trying to cope with all of the aggression and lack of control that comes with it. Then there's the Alpha who wants me to kill with him, or he's gonna kill me. While I'm trying to hide my identity from everyone in town, specifically the hunters. Hunters who just happen to be related to one of my best friends, who is dating my other, werewolf, best friend. And my other best friend was attacked by the Alpha, got a video of him on her phone and I don't know what to do. So I'm sorry if I don't have perfect grades or a perfect life or a freaking clue on how to get through each day! Okay?" Stiles yelled, flopping face first onto his bed.
Derek rushed over to the bed climbing next to Stiles and coaxed the boy into a hug wordlessly. John cautiously took a step into the room. "L-look son, I'm sorry, I-I didn-"
"Dad, it's fine." Stiles said, lifting his head from Derek's chest. "I know that you weren't being mean or anything, I just overreacted. I just get a little overwhelmed at times." Stiles confessed softly.
"I know son, I'm sorry. Hey, we'll talk tonight, I promise." John assured before pulling a set of pictures out of his pocket. "But-uh we got a situation."
"What is it?" Derek asked urgently, sitting up, shortly followed by Stiles.
"A camera from a different parking lot picked up a few frames of the alpha." John said setting out all three photos, the final one showing the alpha walking on two legs, "The problem is, we had everyone believing that it was a mountain lion, but-"
"Mountain lions don't do that." Derek stated with a frown.
"And the others have all seen this, the deputy who found it showed everyone on the force, so they all know." The sheriff explained.
Stiles groaned and rolled his head onto Derek's shoulder, while closing his eyes tightly.
"Sorry kiddo, I gotta go right now, but we'll talk later." John promised, patting his son's shoulder.
"It's okay, dad, I understand. I love you." Stiles smiled, before lying back down, pulling Derek with him and nuzzling his head to Derek's chest.
"Love you too kiddo, see ya later Derek."
"See you soon sher- John." Derek corrected himself at the elder Stilinski's pointed look. They shared a smile, then the sheriff left. Leaving the two wolves alone in the house.
A/N: So, I hope you guys enjoyed this chapter! Please let me know.
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XxZessxX: Yay, it will be (Evil laughter) I agree, I do think that if Sterek does become canon, or Stiles just dates a guy, that the sheriff would be okay with it once he gets over the shock. I do love that line xD I just couldn't leave it out. He is, there will be more Danny than in the show because he deserves it! x
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