A/N: Hey guys! so.. Here's a little something, for now, will update soon.It's just a little filler, Sorry it's so short, I'll make up for that in the next chapter things will be getting hectic soon so I thought a small cute chapter would be a good change.Have a great day guys! <3

Derek~

Isaac and Erica haven't left Stiles' side through the whole walk back to his Jeep.When we reach the Jeep with each werewolf on either side of Stiles more or less attached to his hip, he had to toss me the keys and allow me to drive and get in the back so the three of them could sit together.

I put the key into the ignition, but it didn't work, all that happened was the Jeep started to shake like there was an earthquake taking place. "Derek," I hear Isaac say.I turn around and see Stiles passed out in the back seat, his heartbeat, rapid. I was about to jump back and hold him when he regained consciousness. He looked at all of us, fear still adorning his face. "The next two are in San Diego.We have two weeks to get there ." I didn't ask any more questions I knew he wasn't in a state of mind where he would accept questions. I drove off back to the hotel.We all slept as close together, as possible. I heard Isaac and Erica fall into a sound sleep; they haven't said a word ever since we met them. Sleep evaded me, after the incidents that occurred and my near death experience; all I could do was try to collect my thoughts. Then I realized Stiles breathing and heartbeat weren't that of a sleeping person.

"Can't sleep?" my sorry excuse of a conversation. "Yeah.You, too?" he answered and took me by surprise because I thought he would ignore me or pretend to be asleep.I noticed Stiles often forgets about our supernatural abilities. Wolfy abilities, I remember him laughing and saying that once before.The days where he laughed and smiled more."Today was horrible, I felt like I did years ago, helpless.I realized, there's so much I don't know about.I thought I had learned more or less everything.I realized how far from the truth that was." I was baffled.Stiles just shared his feelings with me.Two years ago this would be entirely normal, but the new Stiles he hardly even shared a genuine smile with me, for him to share his thoughts with me, and show his vulnerability was something I am no longer used to.I wanted to say the right thing, I didn't want him to go back into his shell.I wanted to grab him, now that he's out of it and hold him in my arms for the rest of eternity.There were so many things I could and wanted to say, but all that came out was, "You weren't helpless.You saved us (even though I don't know what you did), You were never helpless.You're always there when any of your loved ones need you." I was just about to panic and curse myself when I heard his heartbeat settle and a sense of comfort entered his scent. It seems like I said the right thing.I let out a breath I didn't know I was holding and relief flooded through me as I was sure I messed up again. I am so glad I didn't.I heard Stiles heartbeat slow down, he was drifting off to sleep. "Thanks, sourwolf." I heard him mumbled.

If a few tears rolled down my cheek at hearing those words leave his mouth just like it used to before, no one would be able to call me out on it, because of the darkness. I felt something that I hadn't in a while... Hope.