One Night

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    Stiles lets his leg shake vigorously as he listens to the plan, a plan he isn't one to agree with. Derek wants to fight the alphas, and Scott wants to help the alphas so they'll leave. He's sure they'll go once she, Jennifer is gone, but stiles knows better, and stiles is positive his brother knows deep down thats not the truth either. The teen wriggles his shoulder and lifts his head so he can look around at the few in the room. Lydia left with Ethan, heading for Derek's loft so that the demon alpha teens are kept an eye on and similarly Kali will be distracted at the loft, they won't easily leave. That is another thing the teens worried about, Ethan swore to protect her and Aiden would never hurt her- again a swear from Ethan. Stiles licks his lips zoning back into the conversation.

    "You can't seriously go back with him." He spits as he wipes a dribble of water from his forehead.

    "I made a deal with Deucalion." Scott states, "I can't just break it."

    "You're too much of a goody two shoes- does anyone else think that sounds like a deal with the devil." Derek smirks at the comment to which stiles flings a hand towards the alpha as though in example.

    "Stiles is right, you can't trust him." Derek says lowly, his usual crossed arms and raised eyebrows.

    "No but you can use him." Deaton states. "All of you will be going back to the preserve-"

    "N-no I gotta go check on Cora and Peter. They went to his apartment before all this I've no idea is Kali found them- or is going to look for them." Derek quickly interjects with the worry lacing his tone.

    Stiles nods. "I actually agree with that. I don't think you should be anywhere near the alphas right now, they want you dead, pretty much all remaining four. It'd be a horrible idea, they could team up on you." Stiles eyes catch Derek's own and the man nods thoughtfully. He knows the teen is right- he's like Deaton in that way, always knows, usually right.

    "Well you four anyways." Deaton states. "You'll need to go to the preserve, you said that's where the Nematon is and so will Jennifer."

    "When I'd left Deucalion he was there as well. It'll be easy to find him again." Scott repeats as if it helps them understand.

    "So everyone will be in the same place going for the same things." Stiles counters. "Scott if you're with Deucalion you can bait Jennifer to you- away from the Nematon. Me Issac and Allison will go for our parents and get them out."

    "Which should be easy enough." Issac says as he taps his nose and smiles. A werewolf tracking down scents and sounds will help immensely to finding their parents. Stiles rolls his shoulders back. Once they get them out the first thing he'll have to do is explain to his father what has been going on, well first a hug. Then explain. Then another hug. The teen scoffs at his own mind. His worry spiking at the idea of his dad being so oblivious to what's going on. If he knows, if he'd known so many different cases could have been solved in the past. Stiles knows for a fact that his father will one hundred percent be going back, looking into those cases.

    "Alright then," stiles says then, looking around the room he nods. "Let's get going, we have a little under four hours let's please go save our parents." Scott turns first but is stopped by Deaton, the emissary pulling the wolf aside for a quick chat. Allison scoots close to Issas as they both head for the door, the two talking about getting a ride together. Stiles is hot on their heals but is quickly stopped by Derek. The alphas hand gently getting ahold of Stikes wrist. The teen turns towards him, curious, he lifts a questioning brow and watches as Derek seems to struggle over his words- or what he's thinking of saying. Stiles interrupts and pulls Derek's hand from his own. "Go check on Cora and Peter, I'll be here for whatever it is you need to say once this is over."