A Little Too Much Stiles?

Chapter 2

Stiles whacks Derek upside the head and he whines lowering his head, if he could reach Scott he'd be smacking him too.

"You idiots, why didn't you wait." Stiles demands and Scott lowers his head too at the expression on Stiles' face.

"We knew where they were going to be and thought it would be easier to just go in and talk to them. It wasn't that easy, after talking to them they got mad and one of them cast a spell on Derek, almost on me too, but Derek sort of attacked them. They got away though." Scott explains sheepishly and Stiles groans, turning to glare at Derek.

"Can I get up now?" Stiles inquires with a raised eyebrow, Derek tilts his head at Stiles. Stiles gently pushes him and stands, popping his back and stretching out his legs. Derek stays close to Stiles and bares his teeth at Scott when he gets too close to Stiles for Derek's liking.

"So witches, what have they been doing and how come I didn't even know they were in town?" Stiles questions with a frown, and Erica and Boyd exchange a look.

"They didn't tell any of us." Boyd responds shortly and Stiles is fuming now.

"You have got to be kidding me!" He shouts whirling on Scott, "What possessed you two to make you idiots?" He turns to face Derek. "Why wouldn't you have waited and oh I don't know let us help!" Stiles glares at both Derek and Scott.

"You idiots could've been given a horrible spell, or worse killed! You should've at least taken Peter or me." Stiles scoffs and Scott narrows his eyes at Peter's name.

"Why would we take Peter? Or even trust him?" Scott questions with a scoff of his own. Stiles shrieks in frustration.

"Maybe because he knows what he's doing. He knows how to handle witches and he wouldn't start a war with witches just to spite you." Stiles laughs bitterly. "Which again you would know if you ever paid attention during pack meetings instead of fawning over your girlfriend." Stiles hasn't been this angry since his Dad was hurt and Scott wasn't there.

"I do listen during pack meetings." Scott pouts and Stiles laughs again.

"Sure, and I'm Mary Poppins." He replies sarcastically. "Put aside your hatred of Peter for like five seconds. Boo hoo, he turned you into a werewolf and you didn't want to be one, get over it Scott you are one. You're an Alpha so start acting like one and be responsible for once." Stiles rants, he knows he's being harsh, but Scott needs to hear it and the others won't say anything.

"You think that's why I hate Peter?" Scott snarls and flashes his eyes, he takes a threatening step forward and Derek crouches in front of Stiles snarling, eyes flaring a brighter blue at the threat in Scott's stance.

"Then why do you hate him?" Stiles snarls right back, Stiles can see Isaac, and Erica flinch at his tone. Boyd remains firm as usual.

"Because he's killed so many people! It's not right Stiles, killing is never an option. No matter what!" Scott fumes and Stiles' eyes narrow.

"You mean after he got out of the hospital?" Stiles takes a deep breath and if looks could kill Scott would be long gone. "You mean after he lost his pack, his family. After he spent six years in a coma, where he probably relived his family's death over and over. When he lost everything and everyone he loved." Stiles fumes at Scott.

"He killed his niece!" Scott explodes and Stiles steps around Derek to get right in Scott's face.

"Why do you think he has blue eyes?" Stiles spits, and Scott flinches. "You don't think he feels bad about killing her, you don't think he has nightmares about it? He's still a human being Scott don't be an asshole. He lost everything, if my Dad was killed I would do the same thing, I would kill the person who killed him. Without a doubt, he's my only family." Stiles rages and Scott stares at him in surprise.

"Stiles, that's different." Scott sighs rubbing his forehead and taking a step back.

"How Scott? How is it any different? Did you know he had a wife in that house? She was human and pregnant when Kate burned the house down. Kate deserved what she got and so much worse." Stiles tells Scott off and stares Scott down angrily.

Scott moves to get closer to Stiles and Derek snarls, he pounces on Scott roaring in his face. Scott roars back and Stiles sighs, he takes a deep breath and turns to look at the other three in the room. Isaac is shaking and Erica is trying her hardest to appear unaffected. At Scott's roar, they all incline their necks, and Stiles feels bad for making them scared, especially Isaac.

"Derek, that's enough. Come here." Stiles calls softly and Derek's bright blue eyes flicker over to him, he jumps off of Scott and heads to Stiles' side.

Stiles walks over to the three near the kitchen and sighs, Isaac is the first to come close to him, which shows a great amount of trust on his part. Isaac falls into his arms and scent marks him, but stays put, in an act of comfort Stiles realizes. He hugs Isaac tightly and whispers apologies into his shoulder, Isaac just rubs his back and tells him it's fine. They end their hug, and scent mark each other. Derek doesn't growl at Isaac or Stiles for hugging each other, but he watches the exchange closely.

Stiles walks up to Erica and Boyd with a small hesitant smile. Erica wraps him in a hug that's shorter than Isaac's and then runs her hands down his arms to scent mark him, Stiles returns the favour. Boyd doesn't hug, so Stiles slides his hand down his arm, as pack, as family. To Stiles' surprise, he returns the gesture.

"I'm going to go now," Stiles mutters, he looks down at Derek. "And he's coming with me." The others nod and mutter goodbyes. Stiles mumbles a goodbye to Scott and leaves, Derek right behind him.

He shoos Derek towards his Jeep and gets him inside, he whines when Stiles closes the door, but stops when Stiles gets in on the other side. Derek tries to crawl onto Stiles' lap and Stiles sighs, what is he supposed to do with this?

He pushes Derek in his seat and reaches over to put his seat belt on for him. Derek just sticks his nose in Stiles' hair and rumbles, when Stiles leans back and buckles Derek in. Derek stares at the belt with furrowed brows and then goes to move closer to Stiles, but finds out that the seat belt is restricting his movements.

Derek's claws pop out and Stiles stares at him sharply. "Ruin my Jeep, and I'll leave you here with the others." Stiles tells him coldly and Derek whimpers, but puts the claws away. Stiles doesn't even know if Derek understood what he was trying to say.

Derek tries to move forward, and get closer to Stiles, but the seat belt doesn't let him go very far. Derek growls in frustration, glaring at the seat belt and flashing his eyes, Stiles bursts out laughing and Derek turns his blue wolf eyes on him, cocking his head to the side.