Teen Sorcerer

Chapter 25

Stiles felt himself slowly waking up. He stretched out his legs and arms, feeling he comfortable sheets that he was currently snuggled in. He inhaled a scent that tickled his memories it was so familiar, though he couldn't immediately place it. He smiled, opening his eyes and stared at his ceiling. It took a few moments before he realized that it wasn't his ceiling that he was seeing. Looking around, Stiles realized that he wasn't in his own room at all, but the room was familiar. This was Derek's room! It was the upstairs room in Derek's loft that the Alpha had moved into after the pack had driven him out of the living room where he had been sleeping when he first moved in to the loft. Sitting up, he looked around and, yep, this is definitely Derek's room.

Pushing down the covers, Stiles looks down and sees that he is wearing a t-shirt that is too big on him and his boxer briefs and that's it. He definitely did not remember getting undressed and this isn't his shirt. Looking around he spots his jeans and shoes folded up in a chair and he moves to dress quickly. He wonders where Derek is, then he gets a strange sensation and he knows that Derek is near, very close. 

"Derek?" He croaks and feels a surge of awareness wash back over him.

Stiles turns towards the door and then he hears them, footsteps on the circular stairs in the loft. He takes a deep breath and somehow he knows that they are not alone in the loft. He knows that others are here. How does he know that? Stiles is feeling a bit of a panic when the door opens cautiously and he sees Derek with a concerned expression. 

"Stiles?" He asks, sounding concerned about the teen.

"Yeah." Stiles answers, but when Derek doesn't reply he sighs heavily. "I'm not gonna lie, I am feeling really confused. What happened? The last thing I remember was that we were in the woods going to find. . .my dad!" 

Stiles eyes widen and Derek can smell the sudden fear from the teen hit his nose.

"He's fine! So is Melissa." Derek says quickly. "We rescued all of them and everyone is fine."

Stiles looks at him for a moment before he relaxes and nods his head looking wrung out.

"Okay. . .I'm gonna believe you, but until I see him, I reserve the right to freak out again. So what happened?" he asks again.

Derek sighs heavily. "Are you hungry?"

Stiles opens his mouth to argue when his stomach lets out a rather significant rumble that is probably audible throughout the entire loft. Stiles sees the slight upturn of the corners of the Alpha's lips and the smug satisfaction in his eyes. 

"It's a really long story." He adds. 

Stiles realizes he is being told to pick between food and answers. He is about to choose information when his stomach growls again and he gives up.

"Okay, food first. I am starving, but I still want answers." Stiles complains as he follows after the Alpha as they go downstairs where Stiles spots several of the pack still asleep. Erica, Boyd, and Isaac are all snuggled up together on the floor in a pile of blankets and pillows. He sniffs the air, smells food cooking and worries that Derek left their breakfast to burn but then he spots Peter standing in the kitchen watching over things.