Spn And TW One Shots Book 1 (CLOSED)

Appreciation part 2(Diles)

Stiles sat slumped in a waiting room chair in Deaton's office. Scott had been poisoned with a rare type of Wolfsbane and Deaton was helping clear it from his system.

"Okay what is wrong with you?" Derek snapped finally. Stiles reeked of annoyance and anger.

"Nothing," Stiles wasn't in the mood to argue with Derek, that's all they seemed to do lately.

"Stiles," Derek growled.

"Could you stop monitoring my chemosignals for five seconds please," Stiles snapped.

"I don't understand why you're mad," Derek frowned.

"Really?" Stiles scoffed, "I told you that Deucalion had gotten his hands on rare wolfsbane. I told you, you needed to be more careful, but you didn't believe me," Stiles said trying to keep himself calm.

"Just because a friend of a friend of yours thought he might have gotten some rare wolfsbane doesn't mean we're gonna change our plans," Derek huffed. He should have known that's what this was about.

"If you had let me go instead, like I suggested, Scott wouldn't be dying right now," Stiles shouted standing up.

"Scott is going to be fine. You're human Stiles, I know you think you can help but you can't, it's too dangerous. Deucalion is too dangerous," Derek shouted back.

"Just because I'm human doesn't mean I'm fragile," Stiles yelled. He was beyond tired of being treated like a child.

"Yes it does," Derek growled.

Stiles clenched his hands, he needed air before he snapped. He turned walking out of the vet clinic.

He had ridden with Derek so his jeep wasn't there.

He stared to walk towards the loft. He got almost half way when a familiar black car pulled up next to him.

"Hey, cutie, what are you doing out here alone?" Dean smiled from the driver's side.

"Sam, Dean, hey," Stiles smiled sadly.

"Whoa, what's wrong?" Dean frowned.

"Nothing, I just...Scott is hurt pretty bad and Derek and I had another fight," Stiles shrugged.

"Another fight? That's three this week," Dean noted.

"Is Scott okay?" Sam asked.

"Deaton is trying to get the wolfsbane out now," Stiles answered.

"Wolfsbane? He went after Kali anyway? We told you they got the wolfsbane," Dean huffed.

"I tried telling them, but they wouldn't listen. I wanted to be the one to go, but they wouldn't let me," Stiles felt his frustration build.

"Come on, get in, we were about to grab dinner," Sam said gesturing towards the back seat.

Stiles hesitated. Derek would be furious. He hated that he even talked to Sam and Dean.

"When are you gonna stop letting them control you," Dean asked. He knew why Stiles was hesitant.

Instead of responding he climbed into the impala.

-

After dinner they took Stiles back to their hotel.

They'd just walked in when Stiles' phone rang.

"It's Derek," Stiles sighed.

"You want me to answer it?" Dean offered.

Stiles shook his head as he pressed the answer button.