Somewhere Between Heaven and Hell (Sterek) (Destiel)

panic attack

Stiles sat in the back with Derek on the ride back home. Derek slept most of the way. The wolfsbane had really taken it out of him.

"So when did you and Derek make your own code word?" Dean asked once Derek and Cas had been asleep for a while.

"It was back in Beacon Hills. It wasn't so much of a code word as it was me trying to tell him something without saying it. It didn't work. But we discussed it afterwards. Then when you mentioned he'd said that, I knew that had to mean something." Stiles explained vaguely.

"You had me going there for a minute back there, I thought you were really gonna let them kill Derek."

"I knew Cas was struggling and he needed to be safe. I just needed to get him to safety so I could make my move. I didn't want him getting hurt anymore." Stiles shrugged.

"Thank you, for getting Cas out of that. It killed me to see him like that." Dean frowned, Stiles could see it in the mirror.

Stiles glanced at Derek with a sigh.

"He really means a lot to you, doesn't he?" Dean asked his eyes meeting Stiles in the rear view mirror.

Stiles dropped his eyes to his lap.

"It's okay, Stiles, you're allowed to care for someone." Dean said sympathetically.

"No, too many people I've cared about has gotten hurt because of me." Stiles shook his head, his voice quiet and strained.

Dean didn't respond. He knew Stiles was right. It had taken him a while to accept the fact that he cared for Cas. Even now he was so concerned for Cas it drove Dean nuts.

-

Derek woke to Stiles' gentle nudges.

"Hey big guy, we're home."

Derek sat up straight, suddenly very alert.

"Whoa, hey, it's okay." Stiles touched Derek's shoulder gently.

"How long was I out?" Derek frowned.

"Almost a solid twelve hours." Stiles answered as he climbed out of the car.

Derek huffed as he followed suit.

"I didn't mean to sleep that long."

"You obviously needed the rest." Stiles shrugged.

"Squirrel, fox, you're back. And I see you both rescued you're little pets." Crowley greeted with a grin as they walked in.

"So this is Crowley?" Derek asked Stiles quietly.

"Aka, the king of hell." Crowley added bowing his head slightly.

"Cas, Derek, are you two okay?" Sam asked pulling Cas into a gentle hug.

"We're okay, thanks to Stiles." Cas spoke turning to the youngest Winchester.

"I didn't get the chance to thank you for saving me." Cas placed a hand on Stiles' shoulder.

"Just doing my job, Cas." Stiles grinned  at the angel.

"So you're the infamous Derek." Crowley looked Derek over slowly.

"Stop checking him out, Crowley." Dean huffed.

"I'm sorry Dean, am I making you jealous?" Crowley winked at the hunter.

Dean rolled his eyes.

"Okay, let's get to business." Sam cut in then.

"Crowley knows what the weapon is. He said it's a Japanese spirit of chaos."