Stiles The Teen Wolf

Episode Seven: Night School

Stiles The Teen Wolf

Episode Seven: Night School

He can't be dead. He wouldn't be taken down that easily, it was just another wound, he'll heal from it, he just needs some times. Yeah that's it some time. He'll be up again and helping me fright off the Alpha, I just have to buy him some time. I just have to buy me and Scott some time too. I have to stay alive so that I can be here to help him when Derek comes back. Yeah that's it, he will come back, he has to. He wouldn't leave me like this. I didn't even get the chance to tell him how I felt…oh my god, I haven't told him how I felt.

Humanity was slowly seeping back in with each new thought. He had a solid anchor for now. He wouldn't use Derek himself anymore, the thought of Derek only made Stiles see red, so instead he would use his feelings for Derek. He needed to tell Derek, life was too short. What was he thinking, keeping it in and hiding it like he did with Lydia, it was stupid, they didn't have all the time in the world, if he was going to get rejected, then so be it at least he would know!

"Try to lock the door!" Scott's voice called from outside Stiles' mind palace. It was fine, Stiles needed to stop thinking so hard anyways. They were both in a serious situation, a serious and very troubling situation that would most likely result in the death of both of them. Most likely Scott though. Which now that Stiles thought about it, would be completely fine by him. Scott has done nothing but get Derek arrested and now killed. NO! Don't think about that!

"Do I look like I have a freakin key?!" Stiles snapped at Scott as they rushed to keep the school's main doors shut.

"Grab something!" Scott retorted, yelling now in his own panicking human fear. Stiles could smell it everywhere and it was an irritation on his nose. It also heightened his own emotions, and not just the fear but the want to attack Scott and make the human boy pay for the loss of a pack mate.

"What?!" Stiles snapped back. He was growling and he knew it, but fuck Scott. Scott should be happy his blood wasn't all over the School floors and his head wasn't placed inside Allison's locker as a nice present.

"Anything!"

And that's when the idea hit him. The bolt cutters.

Standing up straight, he looked out the narrow windows of the door to check if the bolt cutters were still outside where he had dropped them. And they were, right there at the entrance.

Stiles ignored Scott's weak protests as he pulled the door open and slipped outside, he smelled it almost instantly, Derek's blood.

His eyes shifted and his teeth were down before he could do anything, but he shook his head. He would ignore the change for now and focus on keeping his mind together. The second he decided this, he started to hear the thumping. Wavering and weak, with a stutter on every third beat. Derek's heartbeat.

He was about to rush towards the sound when another kind of thumping caught his attention. He looked back at Scott and saw the panic and desperation on the human boy's face. When he looked in front of him again, he saw why. The Alpha was coming out from behind his blue jeep, the glowing eyes trained on Stiles.

The wolf inside of him wanted to pounce. He wanted revenge for his pack mate and blood for the loss, but another part, the part now anchored by Scott's shouts, knew he would not win a fight with the Alpha. He could barely win the fights with Derek and those had been sparing. So he dashed forward, his superior speed allowing for him to reach the bolt cutters in a second before he went back to the door ripping it open before pulling it closed behind him, securing the bolt cutters between the metal bars of the doors.

"Derek's alive." Stiles breathed, allowing a small smile to light his face before it disappeared just as quickly when Scott spoke up.

"That won't hold will it?"