Obsessive~ Stiles Stilinski ¹

Chapter 4

Sage watched from afar as the police escorted a handcuffed Derek Hale into the back of a police car, Sage had gathered that the boys had dug up the body she smelt the other day and pinned the murder on Hale.

She knew it wasn't him though, the strongest scent came off the body and it no way linked back to Derek, but Stiles was the detective, she knew he could figure it out on his own.

She was about to head home until she heard the Stlinksi boy make his way to the same police car that was keeping hold of Derek. She frowned at the thought of the human so close to the werewolf.

"Okay, just so you know, I'm not afraid of you." not a second later Stiles carried on, "Okay, maybe I am. Doesn't matter. I just wanna know something. The girl you killed... she was a werewolf. She was a different kind, wasn't she? I mean, she could turn herself into an actual wolf, and I know Scott can't do that. Is that why you killed her?"

Derek inhaled before replying, "Why are you so worried about me when it's your friend who's the problem? When he shifts on the field, what do you think they're gonna do? Huh? Just keep cheering him on? I can't stop him from playing, but you can. And that girl that basically threatened my life the other day. And trust me... you want to." Derek finished off saying, sensing Sage somewhere deep in the woods.

Stiles furrowed his eyebrows, "W-what you mean Sage?" But before Derek could respond Sheriff Stilinski opened the door, grabbed Stiles by the arm, and pulled him out of the car.

"There, stand," Noah said while letting his son go as he gave him a stern expression, "What the hell do you think you're doing?" Stilinski questioned, "Just trying to help." Stiles answered and his father nodded. "How about you help me understand exactly how you came across this?" He asked and Stiles shrugged.

"We were looking for Scott's inhaler," Stiles said, not thinking before he spoke. Sage laughed a little when she realised the human had no idea what he was admitting to his father, she looked over at Scott and noticed the werewolf wince after hearing his best friends lie unravel.

"Which he dropped when?"

"The other night."

"The other night when you came out to look for the first half of the body?"

"Yes."

"The night when you told me you were out alone and Scott was home?" 

"Yes." Stiles said then realised what he just admitted, "No. Crap." He muttered and his father nodded slightly.

"So you lied to me?" He asked and Stiles pursed his lips,

"That depends on how you define lying," Stiles said and Stilinski raised his eyebrows at the boy,

"I define it as not telling the truth. How do you define it?" He asked.

Stiles paused for a second before answering his father, "Reclining your body in a horizontal position?" Stiles said slowly, using hand gestures-making his father sigh but making the blonde giggle. Scott heard the sound and turned around to see said blonde watching father and son bicker.