Peter had been trying to get Stiles to answer him for days, and so had Derek. The three of them had been in an odd situation that worked; the two wolves entirely enraptured and protective of the one human who didn’t look at them like a threat. Hearing the voice, he sighed. “I wasn’t aware, but thank you. I will take care of it.” he promised, sighing and going to find Derek, who was having a tense conversation with Scott. “Scott, get out of my house and the next time I find you here without my permission, you’ll have a lot more to answer for than Stiles’ going missing.”

“Missing?” Derek asked, frowning as Scott left, waiting until the motorcycle was far enough Scott couldn’t hear them. “Where would he go? HE’s always here these days.”

“My guess is he’s gone to our cabin, the fight with Scott did a lot of damage to him.” Peter said. “Come on, we can get there before nightfall.” he replied, leading the way to the cabin where the three of them had decided to be together. An hour later, Peter came up to the cabin, Derek at his side as they shifted back and walked inside. 

“Stiles?” Derek called first. 

“Stiles, love, it’s only us.” Peter assured, walking to the bedroom and knocking. “Is it okay to come in?”

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