Not-So-Creepy Mansion | Specifically Derek's Room | Late Thursday Morning

[robinonadderall]

Stiles had arrived back in Fandom early on Thursday, but it took him some time to get over to Derek's. He had been moving slow in the first place due to lack of sleep and the pounding in his head from the injury after the car accident. He didn't know if the nightmares were due to the recent trauma or the after effects of his sacrifice to the nemeton, but he did know they sucked. If they decided to stick around he was going to be in real trouble. The other issue he had was with Derek himself. He knew this wasn't going to go over well, but he had made the decision to tell the truth for once and he was going to go through with it.

Still, it was almost a relief to find Derek wasn't in his room when he got there. He sat down on the edge of Derek's bed and let Puppy Joe climb up in his lap. He scratched behind his ears absently, trying to ignore getting lost in the dark thoughts that always seem to be on the edge of his mind now. It was bad enough having to deal with them when he was asleep.

[For Derek!]

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[justlurkinghere]

Puppy Joe was a goddamn traitor is what he was.

Derek had come back from his morning run with a coffee and surly disposition. Neither of which changed upon noticing there was someone extra in the house. So, really, it should come as a shock to no one that he show up in the doorway to his room to stare at Stiles.

Oh god, it was so painfully creepy and awkward all around. The squirrels really ought to have second hand embarrassment from watching this.

[robinonadderall]

Luckily Stiles was used to creepy and awkward. Derek wouldn't be Derek without it.

"The dog's not covered in wolfsbane."

[justlurkinghere]

"There's a hose."

Which he did not use.

[robinonadderall]

Stiles huffed, knowing that was a lie. For one thing, Puppy Joe hadn't had all his fur blasted off by the water pressure of a hose. "More like Mike actually washed him. Or you're a liar."

[justlurkinghere]

Derek shrugged in a very 'takes one to know one' super mature move. "The dog's fine."

Fine without you in his life! A BLOO BLOO BLOO.

[robinonadderall]

For god's sake, Derek, it was four days.

"I can see that." The dog had basically been all over him since he walked into the house. "Kitty's back too, she's fine."

He didn't include himself in that because he wasn't sure if it'd come off as a lie or not.

[justlurkinghere]

In Beacon Hills. Which, as everyone knew, was actually hell.

So.

"And you?" Derek asked, voice deceptively calm and even.

[robinonadderall]

Stiles shrugged a shoulder. "I'll be fine."

Eventually. Maybe. He wasn't sure how this whole thing worked.

"The darach took my dad. That's why I called Kitty. Ended up taking Scott's mom and Allison's dad too."

[justlurkinghere]

Derek stayed where he was, leaning against the doorframe. Way to get rid of a good chunk of his irrational anger, Stiles.

[robinonadderall]

Oh don't worry. That anger will be back soon.

"They're safe now, obviously." Seeing as Stiles wasn't a wreck at the moment. "And, hey, I don't have to hide that werewolf stuff from my dad anymore, so that's nice."

[justlurkinghere]

Well, that was good. Right? Derek's only experiences with the Sheriff were being arrested and the immediate aftermath of the fire.

He kept silent, however. Because Stiles probably needed to vent. Also, he didn't comfort well.

[robinonadderall]

"It was just rough for awhile there. We had a really hard time finding where our parents were being kept. We were running out of time so eventually we had to do something drastic to find them." Sure drastic was a word for it. "It's, um, something I really have to talk to you about actually, because it came with some consequences."

[justlurkinghere]

"What did you do?"

[robinonadderall]

Stiles sighed, pulling Puppy Joe off of his lap and placing him on the bed. "Our parents were going to be sacrifices to the darach, right? So in order to find the big Druid tree they were under Deaton suggested that me, Scott and Allison act as surrogate sacrifices."

[justlurkinghere]

"A nemeton," Derek answered, moving forward into the room.

Look at that Druid knowledge. He wasn't touching the Deaton thing right now.

[robinonadderall]

"Yeah," he said with a nod. "They were in this root cellar under the nemeton, but we had no idea where it was. And, believe me, we asked everyone we could think of before we did what we did."

AKA you didn't know shit about its location when asked, Derek.

[justlurkinghere]

And yet they were all near that goddamn thing when Laura was killed. So.

Derek looked away, shoulders hunched defensively before he walked away to put more distance between them again.

[robinonadderall]

"It was a last resort and, like I said, it came with some consequences. Not just the fact there was the chance we'd stay dead, I mean," he said. "We, um, gave power back to the nemeton, which means Beacon Hills is going to be even more of a supernatural hangout. And it personally affected us. A 'darkness in our hearts' is how Deaton put it. I would probably word it differently."

"But it was worth it in the end, so, I guess I can't really complain about the after-effects."

[justlurkinghere]

"Stay dead?"

[robinonadderall]

Stiles' head jerked up, not realizing he hadn't made that clear. Not everybody spoke emissary riddle words, Stiles. "I told you, we had to act as surrogate sacrifices."

[justlurkinghere]

Derek inhaled sharply, hands balling into fists. Did you really expect a positive response to this?

[robinonadderall]

He really did not. He was hoping for some understanding though. "There was nothing else we could do, we were running out of time."

[justlurkinghere]

Oh, Stiles. You keep dreaming.

Derek didn't respond, electing instead to stay silent and continue his little mental freak out over this. Because why express yourself in an emotionally healthy way?

[robinonadderall]

Derek not saying anything was a little unnerving, so Stiles kept talking to fill the silence. And to keep himself from getting too freaked out.

"We did it as safely as we possibly could considering what we were doing. Deaton was there and so were Lydia, Kitty and Isaac," Stiles said. "We had done something similar to Isaac a few months before and he was fine. We're fine."

[justlurkinghere]

Deaton was an emissary. Of course he was.

"Kitty helped you do this?"