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[lupusalpha]

This place has a sick sense of humor.

[Private to Mae, Lydia and Allison]

Stiles is back.

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[brobeforehos]

I'm - [Charged pause.] still coming.

[lupusalpha]

If you want. You might want to wait until he wakes up.

[brobeforehos]

So I'll wait. [On your couch.]

[lupusalpha]

I'll get Isaac's bed ready.

[brobeforehos]

Oh- [You shocked her, Derek.]

[lupusalpha]

What?

[brobeforehos]

I can't tell if you're being nice or if it's really that bad. What aren't you saying?

[lupusalpha]

Look, you're going to stay whether I tell you you can or not, right?

[brobeforehos]

Of course I would. [She wasn't planning on sleeping. If he's as bad as Derek says he is, it's likely she won't be able to sleep to begin with.]

[lupusalpha]

Then bring clothes, Mae.

[brobeforehos]

I'll bring an...overnight bag. [Weird conversation to have.] Derek.

[lupusalpha]

What?

[brobeforehos]

Oh come on, you know what.

[lupusalpha]

I'm not going to hurt you. Or him.

[brobeforehos]

And?

[lupusalpha]

And what?

[brobeforehos]

Figure it out yourself.

[lupusalpha]

I'll see you soon.

and now it's action

[brobeforehos]

[Apologize, you dickhead is what she meant by 'and', but it's as she said - he must figure it out for himself, and mean it, or else Mae will really just...give up. (No, not possible. She'll maintain a wider distance between them and there will be no nudging herself in his daily life to see if she can a. prevent the City from having a crazy werewolf in the woods and b. prevent the future crazy werewolf from having such a sucky life.)

But she's not giving him anymore hints. He either figures it out, or he doesn't.

The reason she comes running, takes off from work and actually stuffs a change of clothes in a bag before rushing through the forest close to whatever time it is I don't even know right now, is Stiles. The reason she kept radio silence as far as Derek was concerned ever since their argument is that she's pissed off. So maybe she's acting as a sort of cavalry.

He either cleans up his act, or he doesn't; Mae's still going to try and get Stiles to a safer - saner - place.

Suffice to say, she's stomping quite angrily through that forest yep.]

[lupusalpha]

[He hears her coming - even Stiles probably could, the racket her stomping is making, even in the cold, and he opens the door.]

I don't like leaving him alone.

[It had taken a bit of a feat to unwrap Stiles from Derek's chest, but well, here he is.]

[brobeforehos]

[Thank god she didn't pack a lot of stuff. Really, she didn't. Likely, she won't even change until someone with a sensitive nose tells her she reeks because there are more important matters. There's that tension and panic that comes with apparently every time Stiles comes back to the City, and it chews her up.

It gets worse when Derek says those things, because it must mean it's bad. Pushing the panic aside, she hurries up to get inside, dropping the bag on the floor and not paying Derek any attention.]

Where?

[lupusalpha]

My room.

[It's the larger bedroom, and Stiles is asleep in the bed, but Derek grabs Mae by the shoulder]

Don't go in there. He really needs sleep.

[brobeforehos]

[She flinches at that, still uneasy, and with a glance his way she shrugs his hand away and just settles of sitting down on the couch. Her shoulder's warm where he grabbed it but it's not a pleasant warmth right now, and she keeps having to resist the urge to roll it.]

Okay, I'll just wait. [Frustrating as it is. It's not the first time Stiles returned and headed straight to Derek - it's strange, though, she's pretty sure she remembers a furious, livid Stiles saying I'm done in regards to him.]

When did he get back?

[lupusalpha]

[He lets go, then, quickly enough that it's clearly not an act of aggression, and crosses his arms]

An hour.

[See, he did good. He contacted her quick.]

[brobeforehos]

[Not the time for monosyllabic answers, but it's Derek and what else is she expecting. She runs her fingers through her hair.]

What's happened?