UP IN FLAMES ➳ S. STILINSKI [02]

[17]

"It worked! It totally worked. Where are you?" I practically shouted down the phone to Stiles. "If you're still with Lydia, it's fine - I just wanted to call and make sure that you hadn't been horribly sacrificed or anything"

"And what if I had been?" He laughed down the phone.

"I would have some intense avenging to do - it would be brutal, you'd be so proud" Slinging my backpack over my shoulder, I walked out of History. "I have a free period anyway, if you wanted to study or hang out"

"That would be good - I'd like that"

"Great" I smiled down the phone. "Where will I get you? I can come and meet you, or pick you up if you wanted?"

He let out a chuckle. "Just keep walking"

Gazing around for him, I tentatively walked down the hallway towards the double doors at the end. "Can you see me? You're being weird and creepy"

"Just keep going"

"Yep, very weird and very creepy. You don't have some kind of tracker on me do you? I know we haven't spoken about boundaries yet but I just assumed that would be something that was off the table Stiles" My hand opened the doors and the warm air hit my face as I stepped outside.

"I'm here to pick you up!" His hands flapped through the window of his jeep and I breathed out a sigh of relief and jogged over to him.

"Thank god, I thought we were going to have to have a chat for a moment there" I leant down and pecked his lips, pulling away smiling and getting in the passengers seat. "Where are we going? Is this the date you promised me?" It was during a free period, but it would do - this was about the most romantic we could possibly get right now.

Pulling a face, he bit his lip and croaked out, "Sort of...well, no"

"I thought so anyway" My head shook and I turned to him. "Where we off to?"

"Deaton's" He smiled, all proud with himself.

"The Vet?" My eyebrows rose. "I like him, he always seems to have all the answers"

"My thoughts exactly" He pulled away from the School. "I figured, if there's anyone in Beacon Hills that knows about ritualistic sacrifices, then it's gotta be Deaton. The dudes weird but impressive at the same time, you know?"

"I do. I do indeed"

***

With Stiles' hand interlocked in mine tightly, we walked towards the Animal Clinic and opened the door - the loud bell jingling obnoxiously above us as we entered. I leaned into him and made a face, "Does he have a secret lair below us or something?"

"I often think that myself I mean, the guy has everything under the sun in here" He turned to me and giggled under his breath.

"It's bigger on the inside" Deaton walked through the doors with his hands clasped carefully in front of him.

My eyes widened and I shot a smile at him, "Like the Tardis?!"

Simply shaking his head and returning the smile. "I have everything I require" He nodded towards the back room and started walking. "Come"