Sterek: Abandoned Stiles

Chapter Thirteen

"...Kay... got it," Stiles admitted, though a bit uncertain, but he agreed. Overall. "So... that's four of us now..." He added after a short pause, slow as if considering their new options now. It was better than before, that was true. "So....what we going to do now?... Derek?"

Derek looks at Stiles for a moment before responding to him. "I think it would be best to take you home; we also need to explain everything to the sheriff. We did just run out on him before he could ask any questions, so he is probably worried right now." He tells him. Derek had heard what Boyd told his sister, and he was not happy. But his priority was making sure his mate was safe. Once Stiles was safe and in no more pain, then maybe he could worry about what Scott did.

Which was even more than Stiles knew at this point. However. He figured Derek was probably right. Going back home and explaining it all to the Sheriff was now probably the most crucial task at hand. "..Ok. Let's do that, then." He agreed, now trying to get up carefully. Stupid, injured ankle. Without saying much, Boyd reached out, pulling Stiles carefully up before giving Derek a short nod, retreating again. He just wasn't the type to talk much, more silently observing, assessing his surroundings before he acted, which the siblings would learn soon.

Laura watched how Boyd helped Stiles up before turning to him. "If you wouldn't mind helping me, we can dispose of the creature and then head to the Stilinski house." She tells Boyd

"..Sure. Burn it?" He replied, not too confident of his newly found position in an almost entirely unfamiliar pack. With strangers, except for Stiles. Still, Laura seemed to have much more sense, authority than Scott ever had shown.

"Yes, it's the best way to get rid of it." She tells him. Before they head to the creature, Laura walks up to Derek. "Take your mate home; Boyd and I will take care of this and meet you there. Then we can explain more to the sheriff." She tells Derek.

Derek nods his head before helping Stiles fully into the Jeep. Once he is situated, Derek gets in on the driver's side. He slowly pulls out onto the dirt road, and they head back to Stiles's house. He was leaving Laura and Boyd to take care of the rest.

Laura watches Derek drive away for a moment before turning to her new packmate. "Come on; I'll show you the right way to dispose of creatures." She tells him with a smile.

"..Ok?" It sounded agreeing, though a bit questioning. Now it was just him and Laura; Stiles was gone, having driven off with Derek now, on the passenger's seat( and asking him to be gentle with the old vehicle), leaving him with his new Alpha. Laura Hale. Turning to her again, Boyd gave a silent nod before shuffling to the motionless body, halfway kneeling now. "Here or somewhere else?" He wanted to know, looking up at her again.

Laura walked up to Boyd, pulling out some matches. "This is fine; we are plenty far away from town." She tells him before motioning for him to step back some. Once he is a reasonable distance away, she lights the match and drops it on the body. It will work, just slowly. All the stuff she brought was in her car back at the Stilinski residence. But this would work too.

He nodded simply at her, now had gotten back up to his feet, and began gathering branches, leaves, all he could find to get the fire going. It would take long enough anyways, plus its smell would probably be terrible—all the flesh and hair, burning to a crisp soon.

Once the body had been disposed of, Laura and Boyd headed to the boy's car. Getting in, they headed back to town to meet up with the others.

Derek and Stiles made it back to the house in one piece. Once there, Derek got out of the Jeep and went around to help Stiles out. Before he let his mate get out of the Jeep fully, Derek leaned forward and pressed their foreheads together. "I'm so glad that you're okay, Stiles. I couldn't stand to see you get hurt earlier. Are you sure it's just your ankle that's hurt?" He whispers to Stiles.

Where the two had arrived much earlier, now in the driveway of Stiles's home. He was glad somehow that Derek waited a moment, gave them...him a second before they would go in. Plus, the way Derek asked... he cared, making the younger smile a bit. "..Yeah. It's fine. Had worse, as you know..." He whispered back, hesitating a moment only before he leaned towards Derek, giving him a small, innocent kiss on his cheek. "...Should we wait here for them...?"

Derek smiled when Stiles kissed his cheek; it made his wolf howl in happiness. He couldn't stop himself from leaning forward and burying his face in his mate's neck, just taking in his scent. He had one hand on the back of Stiles's head, the other one holding one of this hands. "It might be better if we stay and wait for them. Laura is better at explaining things anyway." He whispers.

"..Yeah. Reasonable enough. We pretty much dropped a bomb before we ran off, so..." He mumbled, keeping still under Derek's gesture. He knew it was necessary, crucial. Now his father knew. Or would, very soon. Now there was no going back, not anymore. "...you have a good feeling about this? Derek..?"

Derek hummed in response before speaking. "I do, and I know Laura does as well. We will make sure he understands what happened and what's going on." He whispers. He stays in the position that he's in until he hears Boyd's car down the street. He reluctantly pulls away from his mate, but not before pressing a kiss to Stiles's temple. Trying to convey how happy he is that the other is safe and that everything will work out.

"As long nothing happens to him. Can't...I just Cant lose both parents." He admitted one of his biggest fears, glancing at him a few moments before Boyd's car parked next to his, allowing them both to get out.

"We will do our best to make sure nothing happens to you or him," Derek tells him. Before picking him up so they could go inside.

As Laura and Boyd pulled in, they saw Derek and Stiles waiting for them. Once they all were standing together, Laura started talking. "Once we get in there, I will do most of the talking. I know the sheriff will have a lot of questions for us, considering we did leave right in the middle of telling him what we are." She tells them before motioning for them to follow her. Waiting for the others to enter the house before her, she shut the door once she was inside. She was turning around to follow everyone to the living room, which was where the sheriff was.

Silently, being more or less carried by Derek now, Stiles reentered the building; Boyd brings the last in tow, still keeping it down. He just had a feeling that the whole thing with Scott wasn't over at this point, plus he only had been taken in basically minutes ago. Keeping himself a bit aside, he just watched, greeted the sheriff with a short nod. Stiles's dad had been in the living room since earlier, dumbfounded by what he had been told. And now Laura, Derek, and his kid had returned, with someone else in tow.