What goes up must come down

Part 16

Stiles POV

 This time is different, merging into the astral zone just to slip into the cracks of Dereks' mind sent Peter and I into a spiral. Deep down in the dark void of his unconscious mind, slipping into the cusp of light that is his entrapment. Gaining a consciousness of my own I blink away the disorienting smog of the retreating black fog that made the void- I take in my surroundings and stand, at first I saw nothing but the wide empty flowers field filled with small flowers and weeds.

 I take a second to  look around, 

"Peter?" I call out cautiously, a few seconds pass in silence.

Just when I opened my mouth to speak once more, I hear Peter call out.

 "Right! I am here "

 I let out a sigh of relief and turn to see peter starting to stand and balance himself. It doesn't take much to notice he's trying to regain himself while also trying to keep his cool. His eyes are slightly squinted and his hair ran wild. He palms the side of his head for a moment and shakes his head as to shake of the headache and disorientation. It had probably took him a second to wake up after being thrown into another persons mind for the first time- in what would be probably a long time, if he had ever done something like this before. 

 We meet in the middle and glance around, as if we had the same thought to figure out what direction we should head in. After a brief time of thought we decided on one direction and headed that way. We searched and then when we came to the conclusion that no one else was in that direction we started on a different route, one with a tree line. 

 We searched for what seemed like numerous painstaking hours, then the thought came to me in an instant, it just hit me- how could I be so dense? I mean seriously? 

"Last time I searched around for him I actually called his name and it worked " I blurted,

 Peter looked and me and rolled his eyes with a sigh.

"You couldn't have said that earlier?" he snarks.

 Before I know it my face is pulling into a unamused expression, 

"Yeah, you must've been a genius to think of it before me, oh the great Peter a saint for letting have time to figure it out myself-" 

"Alright I get it." Peter says shaking his head and rolling his eyes. 

I peep a brief smile spreading across his face, at least one of us is amused. 

 Once we've both had enough bickering for the day we started calling out for Derek until our throats were hoarse. Well, at least until mine was.

"Derek!" Peter yelled 

"Derek!" I repeated,

 "Derek please! Your the only one I have left!" Peter exclaimed 

"Derek honey you got to come home" I said.

  Peter stopped and gave me a bemused look with a raised eyebrow and I scrunched my brows and shrugged.

 "If anything he'll come out to shut me up"

 Peter scoffed a laugh going back to his visual search,

 "Derek come on!" I yelled

 "nephew please!" Peter sounded desperate 

"Peter?" a voice yelled faintly..

  Peter and I faced each other as to confirm what we both heard, after confirming we both sprinted toward the sound of his voice. More like Peter sprinted in the right direction and I followed after.