Imperfections are Beautiful

Healing Haven

"Are you sure you're alright?" Lydia asked as she walked in the room.

"Yeah, I am now. Thank you by the way," Derek tried to sit up.

"You should rest," she gently pushed him back down.

He was laying on her bed. She brought him to her room so that her mom wouldn't find him. He had called her and said he needed help. She went to the woods and got him but they couldn't find Scott or Isaac.

"Do you want me to call Scott? Or Peter?"

Derek nodded, "call Scott. See if he got Isaac under control."

Lydia left the room and told him to rest again. She dialed Scott's number but it rang out. She called again but only got voicemail. She sighed and dialed Peter. Voicemail. Why isn't anyone answering their phone?

Lydia bit her lip and thought. Maybe she get a hold of Stiles? She called and he picked up on the second ring.

"Stiles!" She said with relief.

"Yeah? What's up?"

"Stiles, I don't know what to do," she admitted, "Derek's hurt and Deaton's out of town and I-"

"Wait, Derek's hurt?! What happened?"

"Um, him and Scott went out looking for War and Isaac showed up. I guess he attacked them."

"Okay, I'm going to come over. See you soon."

He hung up before she could respond. Lydia went back into the room.

"Well?"

"Scott and Peter didn't answer their phones. Which is weird because Peter always answers when I call him.. Anyways, Stiles said he's coming over but I don't know how that'll help..."

"Stiles is coming?"

"Yeah," Lydia sat down and rubbed her eyes. "Are you going to be okay?"

Derek nodded and seemed to relax a little.

"Do you need anything? Water or..?"

"Water, sure."

Lydia left the room again and was glad she could do something to help. She went downstairs and into the kitchen. She thought it was weird that Peter didn't answer his phone. Maybe he was taking a shower? She smiled and almost overfilled the glass with water. Mentally slapping herself, she tried to stop thinking of him in the shower.

She took the glass upstairs and went back into her room. "Here," she handed the glass to him.

They heard a vehicle pull into the driveway and a car door closing.

"That must be Stiles," she went to the window and saw him walking in the door.

"Lydia?" Stiles's muffled voice came from downstairs.

"My room," she called back.

Soon, the door opened and Stiles came in. "Hey," he said and looked over at Derek. "You okay?"

He nodded, "I'll be fine."

Lydia saw the way they were looking at each other and gasped. "Wait, are you-?"

"Um.." Stiles stuttered.

"We're dating."

"Whoa, really?" Stiles spun and looked surprised at Derek.

"Yes, you idiot," Derek shook his head at him.

"So, is that why it didn't work out when I tried setting you up with Belle?" Lydia asked.

"Uh, yeah," Stiles laughed. "Turns out I'm gay."

"Uh, thank god! I thought you weirded her out or something. I mean, I didn't think you could do much better than Belle but since you like guys... I mean, you two are adorable."

"I know!!"

"Stiles, don't be such a girl," Derek grouched.