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When Stiles put an end to the new deputy’s rather rude comments about meddling kids with a few stern words and a flash of his badge, Derek almost whined. It couldn’t be legal.
Stiles was oozing authority. The FBI had only just hired him officially, yet he had no problem putting the prickly deputy in his place.
“...meanwhile Deputy Hale and I will check the eastern side. That okay with you, Hale?”
“Yes, Agent.”
Derek hoped that Stiles didn’t need to leave Beacon Hills before he showed Derek what else he had learned in the FBI training.
Especially about handcuffs.