Chapter 4 – Good Morning, Good Day
Stiles woke up to the amazing sensation of a warm body pressed up against his own. He was not alone in his once virginal bed. With that one thought everything came flooding back to him with picture perfect clarity. He was not a virgin anymore, and his virginity had been taken by a greek adonis who was also a freaking Hale. If he’d know this would be one of the fringe benefits of having a furry friend it wouldn’t have freaked him out nearly as much when Scott had first turned.
Hearing a low rumbling growl from his sleeping companion he shifted slightly onto his side, just enough so that he could watch Derek wake. It was bound to be adorable.
He was right, of course, everything that Derek did was bound to look good in one way or another. Be it sexy good, adorable good, or just woah good. When Derek first opened his eyes he smiled contentedly for a moment letting them drift shut again like a sleepy kid, before they snapped open again and the small smile turned into a full blown grin and then morphed almost immediately into a leer.
“Well, I can already tell what kind of morning person you are.”
“Are you complaining?” His tone said clearly that he was still in charge of this, that if he didn’t want wake up sex then they would not be having any. Yeah right, who wouldn’t want wake up sex with Derek?
“No just observing.”
“Good, now since I showed you a good night, I think it’s time I showed you how to start a very good morning. Only fair after all.” Oh my Derek! It somehow felt wrong to invoke the name of any other deity after being shown the one true path all last night, and apparently again this morning.
“Well, I wouldn’t want this to be anything but fair.”
In a blur of motion his sexy, sexy, bedmate went from lying beside him to hovering above him with naked hunger plain on his face. He wanted this just as much if not more than he did. There was just something about the fact that this, unbelievable sex god wanted him that just shot straight to his dick. It was the most potent aphrodisiac ever devised by man or divine grace. This was going to be one hell of a good morning.
Scott was freaking out. What was he supposed to do now, how was he supposed to act around Stiles today? He’d just found out that his best friend wasn’t really his friend at all and that his friends dad, the same guy who’d watched him after school back in middle school wasn’t real at all.
Then again this did explain a few things about Stiles. Like how he always seemed far more mature than any of the rest of them, even Laura. Or how he hadn’t really seemed to change in all the years that he’d known him. His clothes and hair styles would change sure but his face and build had pretty much been exactly the same for years. How had he never noticed that?
Then there was how he’d aced pretty much every subject in school since forever. Apparently, he’d been stuck in school after school ever since it’d become mandatory in the U.S. for kids to attend. Huh, he guessed immortality wasn’t all perks and up sides then. Eternal high school had to suck.
Talia had said to just treat Stiles as he normally did, but how could he do that? Hearing the fast pitter pat of his friends heartbeat headed his way he supposed he was about to figure it out on the fly.
“Hey Scott man, you will never believe what I did yesterday while you were at your super-secret meeting of the fur folk. You would already know of course if you hadn’t been avoiding me all day long, you tool. What is up with that? Anyway you will never believe it, even after I tell you, you won’t believe it. I know this because I did it and I still don’t believe it.”
The whole time Stiles was talking all he could think was that everything was different now. Hell even his scent was different. Wait, his scent was different, there was something else mixed in with the natural smell that was Stiles. What was it? It was almost familiar, but he just couldn’t place it.
“I’m sure I’d believe anything about you at this point.”
Stile paused for a minute right before he was going to blurt out the big reveal. Why would Scott say that, that was an odd thing to say. Did he mean that he’d heard something bad about him? Is that why Scott and the whole pack had been avoiding him all through school? He tried to pretend like he didn’t notice, and that it didn’t bother him, but when that many people go out of their way to ditch you it’s kind of hard not to notice.
Come to think of it Scott looked really pale, almost like he was about to be sick, which was totally understandable sometimes high school made him queasy too. It was more than that though Scott had looked almost stricken at the sound of his voice, which was beyond weird. They were best buds, what could have possibly caused even the smallest rift between them from one day to the next. What the hell was the pack meeting about.
“Scott?” The tell me, was implied in the tone so he just waited for Scotty boy to get his head out of his ass far enough to give him a straight answer.
“Stiles, I just – “
Looking behind him for the source of the sexy, sexy voice that shouted his name he saw Derek sitting in his car, a camero that was just as sexy as he was, out front of the school. The wicked grin across his face told him more than anything what he wanted, looks like he was done getting a higher education for today.
“Sorry, man we’ll talk about this later, I got things to do.”
He ran towards the car and his lover leaving a dumbfounded Scott in his wake, not even noticing that he never got around to telling his best friend about his big news, or getting his answers about the packs weirdness. The second he’d heard Derek’s voice all of that had faded into nothingness, it wasn’t important anymore.
“Stiles, who was that kid you were just talking to?” Derek didn’t recognize Scott? That was kind of weird wasn’t it? Then again the Hale pack was rather large and it made sense that he would remember blood relations over fringe dweller bitten wolves like Scott.
“That’s Scott McCall, my best friend, I’m surprised you haven’t met already?” Well, not really surprised now that he thought about it. Scott hadn’t really known much about Derek when he first brought him up so it was very likely that they hadn’t really met face to face yet.
“Why would you think that?” Derek seemed genuinely confused. Lending more and more credibility to his theory that he and Scott really hadn’t met yet.
“He’s a part of your families pack. After he was bitten Scott and I both started hanging around with Talia and the other Hales.”
“You don’t say. Enough about Scott, you and I are going to have fun together today.”
“Like a date?” He tried his best not to sound desperate at the prospect that Derek saw him as more than a piece of ass. That he saw him as someone important enough to plan dates for.
“Yes, Stiles, exactly like a date.”
“Awesome! Where are we going?” There weren’t really that many options in Beacon Hills, where ever it was he was positive he probably already knew it. Not that, that would make this date any less amazing, because Derek would be there.
“It’s a surprise, but I swear you’ll like it. Do you trust me?”
“Of course, I do.” More than he trusted anyone else in his life, which was a strange but at the same time not an altogether unwelcome feeling. As they began to speed away from the school he felt like there was a huge weight being lifted from him and he could suddenly just relax and breathe again.
Scott pulled out his phone as soon as the car pulled out of the parking lot.
“Talia, it’s Scott, we have a problem.”
Talia turned towards Deaton pleading with him to find them an answer. Not only had Derek already found Stiles but he also saw Scott with him today, they were all about to be in a world of hurt and there just had to be a way to stop it.
“Come on Alan think, there has to be something we can offer the man for our lives, a way to reason with him.” There was nearly always a way, always something to try.
“He is not a man Talia, he never really was, he cannot be reasoned with. He never changes his mind once he’s made a decision, he is a big believer in following your instincts. The only person who would be able to save us now would be Stiles and even then I doubt Derek would listen to him now in his altered state.”
“That’s it!” She didn’t know why she hadn’t thought of it before, the answer had been staring them in the face the entire time. Stiles was their salvation.
“You said the druids had locked his memories away, well if there’s a lock then there must be a key correct. If we’re going to survive this then we need to give Derek back his Stiles, we need to unlock his memories.” Hopefully when Stiles regains all of his self he would still feel enough affection towards her pack that he would intercede on their behalf. Hopefully.