The Evolved

Hurry

Songs for this chapter Where's My Love -Syml (acoustic version) When they are on the airplane and Lydia is talking to Derek.

Light- Sleeping At Last (when Isaac and Derek were in the airport restroom)

***

Derek jolted awake as the banging on his hotel room door got louder. He heard the voices of Isaac, Scott and Lydia whispering outside. He rolled himself out of the warm comfort of the blankets and pulled on a pair of jeans not bothering with the button. He opened the door with a groan eyeing the three bandits at the door. Lydia let her eyes roam over the length of his body, smacking her lips and rolling her eyes.  She pushed past him and let her self into the room.

''I guess I can see the appeal'' She huffed, throwing herself on a hideously patterned chair. Derek stood in the door way looking confused by the intrusion of Scott and his pups. He narrowed his eyebrows and frowned at the redhead. ''Get your shit together, Hale.''

'' Stiles called us from somewhere in Arizona, we're going to get her. I bought us all flights out tonight. We leave in two hours. '' Scott informed him. He leaned against the door frame and who was still giving Derek a look that stated he was still angry with him. ''I used your credit card.''

''How did you get my credit card?'' Derek asked throwing his hand up, but gathering his stuff and putting only the essentials in a small bag.'' Did you tell Peter and Malia? Where are your other betas?'' He asked.

''Yup. They are going to meet us at the airport. Liam and the others are going to stay here, someone has to stay in Beacon Hills just incase anything happened.'' Scott replied. He was messing with his phone and pacing back and forth. He smelled stressed and anxious. He just wanted to get on the flight and go get Stiles. He sat next to Lydia, who put a reassuring hand on his shoulder and he visibly relaxed, shoulders slumping. '' Hurry up.''

Derek all of a sudden felt overwhelmed knowing that within the next five hours he'd get to see Stiles. He didn't really know how he would react to seeing her, knowing this mess was because of him. He was ashamed he kept his feelings in all these years, there were just somethings that were hard to get past. He would tell Stiles how he felt all this time and hopefully make up for lost time. That is, if she still felt the same. He wondered if she would feel any resentment towards him, for not just this mess, but for leaving in the first place.

They shuffled down the hall way and Lydia hauled a cab with a snap of her fingers and they squeezed in, Lydia sitting on Scotts lap. They rode in silence as the cab drove in jerky movements to the Beacon Hills airport. Once they arrived and got threw luggage check they met up with Malia and Peter and waited to board their flight. ''So, where is she?'' Peter said as he flipped threw a magazine on a rack.

''She's in Summer haven, Arizona. She called me about an hour ago.'' Scott told the older wolf. ''She said she has a girl with her, that Deucalion took her around the same time he took Stiles, and that that she's like us'' He stated.

''Like us how?'' Lydia wondered.

''I'm guessing a wolf, probably omega because Stiles said she was packless.'' Scott mumbled, rubbing his eyes with the heal of his hands.

''Leave it to Stiles to bring home a stray. Remember that time she tired to get us to all adopt that box of puppies we found when we took that trip to Colorado?'' Isaac snickered, leaning forward to rearrange his backpack on the floor. '' It took us two hours to convince her to take them to the local shelter.''

''Oh my god and we had to stay to make sure that they would be taken care of.'' Lydia huffed with a smirk. 'She has a big heart but she sure knows how to be annoying''

''I can't wait too see her.'' Isaac said, still lost in memories. They all agreed and were gathering their things to board the plane.

***

Derek and Lydia wound up sitting together and he could tell it would be a long flight. The moment they sat down she began grilling him about all kind of things. She asked about Mexico and Cora and how she was doing. She asked about how Peter and Malia's relationship has been getting along. Finally after Lydia was satisfied over the million questions she asked him she was quiet for a long while. Derek took a calming breath and turned to the snarky, witty redhead.

''How did you know?'' Derek asked, hands twisting in nervousness. ''How did you know how I felt about Stiles before I knew how I felt about her?'' Lydia's eyes softened at that. She put down her book down and turned to Derek.

''I had a feeling when you carried her all the way home when she held you up in the pool. I could see this look on your face, it was just like you were seeing her in a whole new light. Then at the lake that day, I watched you watch her. I could tell then that there was something deeper then friendship there for you. You looked at her like she was the only person in that camp. I could tell you were fighting this war in your mind about her, you wouldn't let yourself feel that way about her for some reason.'' She told Derek. '' Derek, how come you never acted on these feelings? Stiles has been in love with you since you almost made her chop off your arm from that bullet.''

''Kate-'' Lydia cut him off the a look that would slice glass. 'You're not Kate.''

''No, but its the same age difference. I don't want to take advantage of her.'' Derek stated.

''Stiles is an adult now. She can make her own decisions.'' Lydia informed him, she was very protective of Stiles. Not the way Scott or Isaac were protective of her. Lydia was always very supportive of Stiles making her own choices and making sure the pack didn't treat Stiles as just a human. She always stood up for her when the pack wanted Stiles to sit one out. '' You know Stiles would never compare you to Kate.''

''I know, but I-''

''No Derek. Stop overthinking this. Look, if you are going to get her hopes up and then just leave again, do me a favor? Don't let her think you have any kind of feelings for her.. Don't let her think there will be a chance for you two. Okay?'' Lydia told Derek returning to her book indicating that this conversation was over.

The flight didn't last to much longer. Once they got to the Arizona airport, Scott checked his voice mail and said he got Stiles and the other girls location. Lydia and Malia went to get a couple of cabs while the rest of them went and washed up from the flight. Derek and Isaac walked into the airport bathroom at the same time and Derek wanted to clear the air with him.

''Isaac?'' Derek tried'' Please don't be mad at me.''

''What do you want me to say, Derek?'' Isaac couldn't hold his tongue any longer.'' You have no idea how hard this has been on all of us. You don't know what it felt like to have Stiles ripped from our lives in a matter of hours. I can smell the pain on you, but its nothing compared to the pain that has been on all of us. Stiles and I got close, she is like my sister. When you left for Mexico, I was the one who held her when she cried, she told me that night that she was in love with you. Nobody else knew,I mean Lydia knew because, well its Lydia. No body knew that she felt that way for you until she was taken in place of you, and you need to get your head out of your furry ass and realize what is in front of you. I don't know how Stiles will feel when she's back with us. I don't know everything she has been threw, but if that girl doesn't want you around after this, you will leave and you won't come back.'' He left Derek standing in the bathroom, pale and shocked. He turned and gripped he sink so hard that tiny cracks formed on the ceramic.

Peter came in then and placed a tight hand on Derek's arm. He obviously heard all of that. Hell, the whole airport probably heard it.'' The girls have a cab waiting, it will take about 2 hours to get to where she is. Are you going to be okay?'' Peter asked.

'' No'' Derek said, tried to hold back any tears that threatened to fall '' But I just got my ass handed to me by Isaac and I just want Stiles to be safe again. Lets go.'' And with that, Peter followed Derek out into the humid air to go save the girl he might have lost.