Hey There Little Red Riding Hood (Fox Stiles)

Chapter Six (We have a Problem)

Peter POV-

"...Derek?"

The wolf whined once more and pawed at the ground, circling a few times before he sat right in front of Peter.

Peter stared at the wolf, unblinking before he looked around the forest where the wolf came from. This is different.

"Derek? Is that you!?" Peter yelled in a harsh whisper, and the wolf just rolled his eyes at Peter in annoyance, which was truly a sight to behold. Peter just scoffed at him and leaned in closer so they were face to face.

"Now's not the time for your mellow drama, Derek. You've been gone for over a month, where in the hell have you been!?" Derek just let out a small growl before he quickly snapped his head towards the forest, ears perking up, Peter was about to open his mouth again but Derek just took off again into the trees.

"Derek! Derek, I swear to god, get your ass back here!" But his words fell to deaf ears and that small black blur of a wolf was gone, disappearing into the distance.

Peter let out a grunt in anger. Great, now his walk was completely ruined. Peter grabbed his phone from his jeans and scrolled to find 'Small Potatoes' contact.

"Hello?"

"Afternoon Scott, I hope you are not too busy-not that it matters but... we have a problem. Oh and by the way how's Melissa? Tell her I said thank you for the cookies."

"Shut up Peter, what's the problem?"

Peter sighed. "Fine, your no fun. Oh and uh I found Derek." There was silence on the other end while Peter inspected his nails.

"WHAT!?"

Peter rolled his eyes, "no need to yell Scott, I can hear you just fine-"

"Peter! What do you mean you found Derek?"

"Well if you'd let me talk I'd tell you about it-"

"PETER!"

"Okay, okay. I was out for my afternoon stroll and I was surprisingly met with my dear nephew, frolicking through the forest."

"Wait so he's out in the preserve?"

"Yes Scott, unless you know of some other forest nearby that I walk to."

Scott cursed and Peter could hear him climbing onto his bike. "Okay I'll meet you out there," and then Scott hung up and he didn't even say goodbye, how rude.

Peter heard a small howl in the distance and he knew it was from Derek.

That little prick.

"Uh Damnit, I forgot to tell him about the wolf thing," Peter said to himself and let out a small-frustrated sigh as he started back towards the Hale house. He was once again, cleaning up his nephew's mess, and the mess that is his nephew. 

He should get a medal for this.

^

Scott POV-

I drove as fast as I could to the Hale house. I was still trying to wrap my head around the fact that Peter found Derek, out in the woods no less. I wanted to yell and scream in Derek's face for leaving us when we needed him the most, but I couldn't. I wouldn't do that to him, especially after seeing him so broken when he told me about Stiles. At least I could provide him a shoulder to cry on now.

I stopped my motorbike a few feet from the burnt porch, Peter was standing there with his arms crossed looking bored as usual. He was wearing one of his signature grey v-necks, Scott honestly wondered sometimes if that's all he had.