Summer Theories: What if Stiles and Derek really had spent the summer together? How much have the alphas taken?
The thing is, he doesn’t remember.
Which is confusing, because he does remember, too. He remembers school letting out for the summer, and practicing lacrosse with Scott on the field because he wanted to play on the team for real in the fall. He remembers how Scott’s mom pitched a fit and said he was still grounded for the summer and they didn’t get to see each other much after that. He remembers the few texts he did get were about how hard it was to leave Allison alone, and how many times he had rolled his eyes even though he missed Scott terribly.
Except he doesn’t miss Scott terribly.
He feels like someone told him he should miss Scott terribly and it’s dissonant and makes his skin crawl a little when he thinks too hard about it, and it’s all because he just doesn’t remember.
He doesn’t remember that the summer started with Isaac leading them to Derek’s apartment so that they could discuss the alpha pack that had descended on Beacon Hills. He doesn’t remember the way Peter scoffed and snarled at them, telling them it was useless to even bother trying to hunt these alphas. They would get what they wanted, regardless of anything this stupid, greenhorn pack does. Stiles may have wanted to argue with him, but Peter is still terrifying and Stiles likes having skin.
He doesn’t remember the long nights spent curled up on Derek’s couch, shoulder to shoulder with Scott or Derek or Isaac as they tried to figure out where Boyd and Erica were being kept. He doesn’t remember the smell of pancakes as Derek cooked breakfast in the small kitchen because they’d fallen asleep over maps and computer screens. He doesn’t remember the brush of Derek’s fingers over his as plates traded hands, or the way Derek’s eyes brightened when Stiles mumbled thank you in a voice full of sleep.