STILES P.O.V.
I was tired, I had been up all night walking in the woods because I couldn't sleep. By the time I started to get tired I realized it was almost time for me to getting ready for school, knowing I wouldn't be able to make it through a whole day of school after a day of fighting and no sleep I just kept walking. I tired myself out but the hard part was now directing myself, correctly, back to my Jeep.
I was walking back from the direction I had just came from and came across the creek I walked down for a while and decided which way to go because I wasn't paying attention to whether I was going with or against the stream. I remembered the needle floating downstream and going past trying not to look at it but as I looked down to the creek I realized I couldn't tell the way the water was moved and remembering the needle I didn't dare put my hand in.
While looking for an intact leaf on the ground to test the flow of the water I noticed a faint footprint and my ADD mind decided it wanted to follow it. I wasn't surprised that the prints lead to Derek's house but I was surprised to see the front door ajar showing a dark charcoal grey tuft of fur noticeable even in shadowed light of the barely risen sun.
Thoughts running wild with theories I approached the house as quietly as I could to see this animal in its activities. As I pushed the door open more to try to look at whatever it was the door made an unholy sound that some matched the unholy hour of day I came upon this.
I pushed the door slowly until I could see the entire animal, that's when I saw its tired eyes glowing a bright blood red. My mind ran to a few more thoughts then settled.
"Derek?" I wasn't yelling but I had the tone that would fit yelling, "Is that you?" I questioned knowing that I probably wouldn't get a response but tried anyway.
DEREK'S P.O.V.
When I heard the door I was concerned but as Stiles face popped out from the door and asked if it was me I calmed and plopped back down but then I realized I was in full wolf form. I stood and spun myself trying to look at myself confused, I remembered turning back to a human before I fell asleep.
I tried to speak to Stiles but it only came out as whimpering barks and half-formed howls and I wasn't able to make words, so I tried something else. I noticed the outline of a phone is Stiles pocket and tried to get him to take it out by barking and pointing at his phone but he didn't realize what I meant.
STILES P.O.V.
I was listening to Derek bark and watched him move around, then somehow looking annoyed without changing his expression walked up close to me. Without a beat I was in the floor and Derek was pushing at the pocket my phone was in and I finally realized what he was trying to tell me.
I pulled my phone out of my pocket, "sorry, I guess I don't speak wolf." Derek sneered and bared his teeth slightly in response.
"Lady's and gent's coming at you now live the real sourwolf," I scoffed and huffed out a slight laugh, "okay, I've got my phone, what do you need?"
I opened my phone and tilted it towards Derek and I saw him start doing things with his nose. He had opened notes and wrote with surprisingly little mess-ups, "I need to go to deaton im stuck as a wolf".
I headed to my Jeep with Derek trailing beside me on the now visible path I might be glad that I didn't see earlier. When we got to the Jeep I opened the back seat and gave Derek a look that said, 'Don't you dare even accidentally cut the seats for the Jeep I will skin you' which thankfully he saw and understood and made sure his claws didn't rip the older seat.
DEREK'S P.O.V.
W
hen we got to the animal clinic I jumped out the driver's door when Stiles got out, too impatient for him to open a door for me, wanting to control my form and not be fully wolf. I trotted to the door and waited until Stiles opened the door and trotted towards the back with Stiles opening doors because I'm a fucking wolf.
"Slow down sour wolf, I can only move so fast." Stiles grumbled as I continued.
When we found Deaton he was setting things up for the clinic to open. Derek sat down exasperation evident in his actions.
"I couldn't sleep so I was walking in the woods, and I saw footprints and followed them which led me to Derek's house and he was a wolf and can't seem to turn back." Stiles explained the predicament I was in so Deaton could help.
"I have to go home and try to get at least a few hours of sleep, call me if you need anything or if I can help." Stiles commented and turned to leave.
STILES' P.O.V.
As I left I felt bad for Derek because if I couldn't control my body I would have a constant panic attack. I frowned at my thoughts and kept walking towards the front door. Once I got to my Jeep my phone vibrated and when I pulled it from my pocket I saw the caller, my dad.
I picked up to my panicky father, "Stiles! Where are you?"
"I couldn't sleep so I was taking a walk, I'm at the animal clinic now, I'm heading home."
"You need to start telling me when you're doing things so I dont have to go through a mini panic attack every time I don't know where you are or what you're doing."
"Sorry, dad, I didn't want to wake you up. You already do so many things and theres so many things on your plate already I didn't want to wake you up just to tell you I couldn't sleep."
"Mischief, I appreciate that but you need to at least leave a note sometimes."
"Okay, dad." I huffed and slid into my Jeep, "Sounds like a plan."
"Sounds like you're not going to go to school today?"
"Yeah, I'm probably going to pass out as soon as I get home."
"I'll let you go so you can come home."
"Kay, bye dad love you."
"Love you too, Mischief."
I hung up and turned the key to start my car. Sighing I set my head on my steering wheel, I might not make it home. I opened my window and drove home, trusting the cold wind to keep me awake.
Once I got home I parked and turned off my Jeep before tiredly slinking myself to my room and slinging myself stressed body onto my bed and falling asleep after a few minutes.
DEREK'S P.O.V.
It wasn't too long until Alan figured out why I couldn't control my shift. My wolf found my mate, I still didn't know who it was but they have to had been around me more than just once. My wolf was trying to tell me but I wasn't listening. It had to be someone in the pack, they're the only people I would be around enough for my wolf to act like this.
Confused and now tired I fell asleep in a back room no one had to be into today.
