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Stiles is in the FBI, trying to clear Derek's name from being a fugitive.
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Stiles immediately exited and called Derek.He was surprised when Derek had picked up before the third ring. “Hey there sourwolf!” Stiles smiled.
“What do you want?”
“Listen, where are you?”
“In my loft… why? You aren’t back are you?” His voice got more anxious, did Derek want Stiles to return?
“Not a big guy yet, why? Do you miss me?”
“No.” Derek gruffly said. It didn’t sound too believable to Stiles.
“If you say so.” Stiles then paused, “Are you alone?”
“Yes,” Stiles could hear Derek shifting, he was probably in bed but it’s the middle of the day. Stiles checked his watch, it was 2 am in Beacon Hills.
“Oh my god,” Stiles cried, “I’m so sorry, I didn’t know it was 2am. Shit sorry, I can call back. But you’re also awake right now- wait why are you awake? Are the nightmares back? Cause I-”
“Stiles! Stiles! Stop,” Derek stopped Stiles mid sentence. “Just, tell me what you’re calling me at 2am for.”