Derek hadn't wanted to let Stiles out of his sight, whereas Stiles wanted to run directly towards the gruesome murder of that girl. Whether it was morbid curiosity or the need to play investigator, Derek wasn't sure. Knowing Stiles, it was probably a decent mixture of both.
There was a lot of shouting, but the incident has passed, and Stiles is safe. That's enough. Though, he does wish he could have gotten a shot at that Bateman dick. But he got what he deserved, in the end.
Dean's dog comes barreling towards him and he stops, shirtless and sweaty, to kneel down to greet her. "Not so afraid of me now, huh?"
He lets her lick at his fingers and looks up at Dean as he approaches, squinting against the sun. "Lose something?"
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Derek hadn't wanted to let Stiles out of his sight, whereas Stiles wanted to run directly towards the gruesome murder of that girl. Whether it was morbid curiosity or the need to play investigator, Derek wasn't sure. Knowing Stiles, it was probably a decent mixture of both.
There was a lot of shouting, but the incident has passed, and Stiles is safe. That's enough. Though, he does wish he could have gotten a shot at that Bateman dick. But he got what he deserved, in the end.
Dean's dog comes barreling towards him and he stops, shirtless and sweaty, to kneel down to greet her. "Not so afraid of me now, huh?"
He lets her lick at his fingers and looks up at Dean as he approaches, squinting against the sun. "Lose something?"