after finishing all his paperwork and going to see his house in the same burnt out state he had left it, derek can’t keep himself away anymore, finds himself sitting outside stiles’s house. apparently in the years he had been gone, the sheriff had died - heart attack, stiles had left and come back from college, the argents - minus allison - had moved on to the next wolf infested town, and jackson had managed to keep a lid on everything pack related.

he doesn’t even hear an approach until someone knocks on his window and derek looks up to find stiles there, looking amused. derek huffs and rolls the window down, “what?”

“why don’t you stop spying and come inside?” stiles suggests, not even waiting for an answer as he walked back towards the house, still in uniform, though his jacket is gone. derek finds himself having to take a minute to calm the wolf before he follows after stiles.