It's still Stiles'...
We walk in silence, Derek up ahead with dad, Ma behind them and me bringing up the rear. Ma keeps looking at me funny because I keep looking all around me nervously, but I can't help it and I certainly can't tell her why. Especially not here.
Eventually, we make it to the edge of the tree line and I see Dad's car parked right in front of us on the road.
"Thank god!" I exclaim and ma looks at me sharply. "Thank goodness." I correct.
"Nice one wolf boy." Dad says and Derek just shoots him a confused look.
"That was magnificent, you would be so helpful on my son's police force!" Ma exclaims and Derek just looks at the floor bashfully.
"He does, don't you Derek, on some if the... Unusual cases." I say and Ma seems to notice we're not telling her everything. By now, we're sitting in the car, dad driving and Ma in the front by him, me and Derek stuck in the back. As we drive along, I look at the clock on the dashboard and am very unpleasantly surprised.
"Holy... Fudge! How is it already 11:00?!" I shout confusedly:
"How long was I out?" Derek says, referring to the tranquilliser, and Ma looks back at us weirdly.
"You mean we, how long were we out, don't you babe?" I say, glaring at Derek and grabbing his hand. He gives my hand a squeeze.
"Yes, of course! We must have been out hours..." He says.
"I tried to tell we, but something got in the way." I say, glancing at Derek's hood. "How is something?"
"Something is sleeping." Derek replies and Ma and dad give us weird looks.
"Someone said something will have to come home with us, back to beacon hills." I say, referring to Deaton.
"I know. We could hear someone while you were on the phone, remember, I'm pretty good at tracking."
"We are also a bit of a show off, aren't we?" I say sassily.
"We is not the one who insisted something comes back with us, why is something in we's hood?" Derek reasons.
"We seemed just as attached to something as me." I say, thinking back to when Derek was nuzzling Alfred when he thought I wasn't looking.
"Fine sourwolf, lets discuss this when we get home." Derek says and I sigh.
"Fine. Are we there yet dad?" I call into the front.
"Yeah, few minutes from Ma's. Since when did he call you Sourwolf?" He asks, clearly confused about the whole exchange.
"Since I lost a bet that totally wasn't fair cus he used his tracking skills." I says, hoping dad gets the hint and Ma doesn't.
"Hey, hey! You never said I couldn't use my tracking skills!" Derek defends.
"Fine, sourwolf." I say.
"Fine sourwolf." Derek says back to me and we both turn our heads opposite ways. I manage to keep a straight face for about 3 seconds before I just burst out giggling. Partially it was all the tension that was suddenly released, partially it was the ridiculousness of this whole situation and partially it was just... Derek. Derek Hale.
Why is he so funny? I ask myself and I have no idea. What's wrong with me? I just can't stop laughing. Through my fit of hysteria, I see Derek looking at me, smirking, I see Ma looking at me like she's worried for my sanity and I see dad just look back at me, roll his eyes then keep driving.
I keep laughing and laughing and laughing, until I realise I actually have no control over it. I can't stop. This isn't me laughing. At that moment, everything goes black.
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As you may have realised, it's highly unlikely I'll update on a weekend, school is prime writing time and my weekends are a bit weird at the moment, but anyways, here, take a weird chapter that you may think I wrote while high. I can promise you I'm not. Don't do drugs.
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