Road Trip

One - Departure

Stiles was sick of his father,  sick of school pressures and  Scott constantly wanting to talk about Malia. What about him? Who could he tell about his latest desires. His waking up in sweats after calling one name - Derek. Derek's name kept running through his head. Ever since he'd walked in on him doing pull ups on a bar in his apartment, his mucles rippling with sweat. Ever since he'd saved him from drowning and then last week had blurted out to Derek that someone actually loved him and needed him.

He was finnished school for awhile and now on holidays. Giving Stiles the freedom to do a road trip - just the road and himself.

Packing up his laptop and shoving a few clothes into a suitcase he ran down the stairs. Looking around the empty lounge room, he sighed and found and esky with some fruit, leftovers and drinks before heading out to the car. He threw his stuff in the back and turned back deciding to write his dad a note.

Going for a few days. Don't know where. Will call when I know. Will be back soon.

Hoping in the car, Stiles headed into town and found gas station. He filled up gas and then went to pay. When he came back out he found Derek Hale leaning against his jeep. Stiles sighed and walked to the drivers sided of the car.

"What do you want?!" Stiles grumbled throwing the groceries in the back of the car.

"To know what you're doing?" Derek replied.  He looked at Stiles and Stiles looked back at him. Derek's eyes looked almost hurt. "You can't just up and leave by yourself not with a werewolf pack out there willing to grab anyone and make them part of their pack"

"Well, I am!! I am sick of being defenseless little Stiles who everyone has to protect because I am not a werewolf like everyone else. So maybe - just maybe I will find somewhete normal for awhile"

"Who called you that?!" Derek asked, he was almost angry. Stiles looked down at his lap - and Derek realized that no one had. "Stiles, you shouldn't think that. You do more than you think. When I got shot, you took me to the vet - even if you were a bit squirmish. You helped Scott through his first full moon. You down grade yourself."

"You really think so?! Well, I am flattered but it doesn't change my mind." Stiles said stubbornly.

Derek looked as if he was about to bash Stiles head against the steering wheel - again. But he doesn't instead he just looks at Stiles for a while. His face softened eventually, Stiles exhaled greatfully before realizing that Dereks had was on his thigh.

" Drive then!" Derek said softly. " Just you and I - until we decide we are ready to come back"

"But the pack?" Stiles questioned, his heart beating hard at the idea of just him and Derek on tne open road.

"Can survive without me for awhile" Derek sighed. Stiles decided he should not question Derek anymore to say himself from any violent acts.

They drove all night. Derek eventually took the wheel and Stiles slept.  When Stiles woke too. He was laying in a motel bed, his eyes inches from Derek's back. Oh my god he mouthed rolling on to his back.

Writers note:
I know its a short first chapter but wanted to keep it nice and sweet.