Do You Remember?

Safe House

"How old are you, even?" Stiles questioned Derek thoroughly, "What does it feel like? Do you remember want Kate did? Can you remember us? Why would she want you like this?"

"I'm sixteen apparently." Derek said shortly, deciding to only answer one question.

"Like Stiles said, do you know why she'd want you like this?" Scott asked calmly, as though he was talking to an abandoned puppy. Well, that's what Derek feels like right know and he guesses it's all over his face.

"Well, I trusted her when I was sixteen, and I'm guessing you interrupted the process-"

"So we got you before the memories went too." Stiles finished, still staring at Derek. Good thing they didn't worry too much about him 'trusting' Kate.

"Where am I going to stay?" Derek questioned.

"You should stay with the Stilinski's, seeing as Stiles and his father trusts you. What do you think?" Deaton suggested, then said to Stiles.

"I guess I'm fine with it." Stiles answered. Derek nodded, looking down at his hands.

"Let's get you there then, buddy!" Stiles said, patting Derek on the back. Before even Derek knew it, he was growling and flashing his eyes at Stiles.

"Okay then..." Stiles said. Soon Derek was sitting in Stiles' jeep, looking out the window. He knew sooner or later Stiles would start poking fun at him.

"So now I'm older than you," Stiles said eventually. Derek sighed, annoyed. Stiles didn't exactly know what to say.

"I'm going to call you Miguel to any others besides my dad. My cousin from Mexico." Stiles told Derek. Derek looked over at Stiles, with the confused puppy look on his face.

Once they got there, Stiles gave Derek some of his clothes to wear, and they got situated and waited until Stiles' dad came. Stiles was starting to wonder if Derek had become a mute.

"Glad you won't be able to throw me around anymore." Stiles said to Derek. Derek growled at him, and concealed his hands in the long sleeved shirt Stiles gave him to wear, knowing the claws would start.

"You don't even have control, do you?" Stiles asked. Derek thought and found an answer.

"I still had trouble with the full moon at that- this point." Derek said, slightly stumbling over his words.

"Ah," Stiles remarked.