New York

Who Could Possibly Want To Follow You? Actually, Why?

Steve's POV:

Once I got back from the store and I lead Stiles down a dark alleyway. I can see the kid getting twitchy well this was kind of twitchy situation.

He pauses before I can continue walking down to the dead end.

"So Steve not that I don't trust you or anything but you got to know this is looking really creepy right?"

I stop and turn around looking past Stiles to see if the person who's following is still following but it seems that's not the case I can still feel the presence there but they're smarter than the average tail.

"Stiles, is there any reason why someone would be following you?"

The kid for his part looked around behind him I'm trying to see if he could see what I was talking about.

"I can't think of a specific reason why I would be followed today but there are a few reasons I maybe, being followed. Am I being followed?"

I nod at that confusing spiel.

"Yeah, I noticed it a while back but I thought he was following me but when I separated from you I realized I wasn't being followed anymore and that could only leave you being followed though I can't have any idea why you would be."

I give him a look to tell him I'm not going to buy any lies he's about to tell me and that he should just be truthful. The kid for his part sighs and seems to figure out what to tell me.

"Okay, I don't know why I'm being followed honestly. I can give a few guesses to who maybe could be following me but I thought I wouldn't have any trouble in a new town. And I would tell you about it Steve, but uh, Classified! You know since you're in the government I'm sure you know that term. Some things I just can't talk about and sadly this is one of those things. But I'm not in any danger I think."

I give the kid a weird look, he shouldn't be so okay with being followed honestly I expected him to freak out this is weird. it's almost like it happened before which is not normal no matter what time I come from.

"You're too okay with this why are you so okay with this? There's no way this is a regular occurrence for you, is it? Why is it?"

Stiles' sighs,

"It's not normal but do you know what the person is now are they still following me are we having a conversation where they could possibly be hearing it?"

I stopped talking and looked around I still feel being watched but I can't pinpoint where I was feeling it from. I tell Stiles as such and all he does is pull out his cell phone and call someone.

Stiles POV:

(The Phone Call)

"Hey Peter, I was wondering if you could do me a favor," Stiles asked when the call connected.

"Well, Hello Stiles I'm fine thanks for asking." Stiles sighed

"I need help, Peter," Peter asked a little more seriously this time

"What big bad have you got chasing you now." There was movement over the phone and the sound of someone picking up keys.

"I don't know. My friend Steve" He looks at Steve and gives a small smile.

"Told me someone was following me. And well I was wondering if you could come to get me so he doesn't have to get involved anymore. Also, don't mind my eye I'll tell you about it later." Peter is starting his car, you can hear it through the phone.

"I'll be there in a sec, Where are you?"

I told him the street we were near and he said he'd be right over.

Steve's POV:

Once he's done with it he says that he called his friend to come to get him. And he and his friend would take care of this problem whatever it may be. I offered my help but he just waved me off saying it was no big deal.

Apparently, the friend Stiles has called was Peter. One of his friends that lived in New York with him okay. Well, he told me he owned some fancy apartment up in the city. And he told me how he crashed there sometimes. but he said his friend could help him with the person following the end he was stronger than he looked.

I wasn't expecting the fancy black BMW that pulled up in front of the alley or the man that stepped out of the car. He was a short guy with a clean haircut and a goatee. He had what must have been designer clothes but heck if I know. He was also older than I expected I thought a friend of the kid would also be a kid but he looked older than me but not my actual age of course.

What is Peter got out of the car he walked over to Stiles and seemed to go over a little routine check-up oh, I'm pretty sure he was trying to check if Stiles was hurt or something. But it looked a bit weird from an outside perspective. But they didn't seem to notice.

After Peter deemed Stiles good he turned to me and thanks me for letting Stiles know that there was someone after him and that he would take it from here. Which he promptly stuffed filed in his car and drove away. Stiles apologized while being pushed into the car telling me that he would contact me eventually and that he was going to be okay.

This is the weirdest experience I've had in a very long time. I also didn't feel the presence leave with the kid. Now I'm just wondering if it was all in my head, this is a really weird day. Every time I'm with the kid I have a weird day.

What no one saw was outside of Steve's vision, there was a dark figure lurking in the shadows. Its eyes glowed red and then it was gone.