Stiles nodded. "Yeah, I got the flare away from him. I mean, the gasoline still exploded, but it wasn't because of him. Lydia pushed us out of the way, so we were fine."

Physically, anyway.

"It was a rough night. Derek called later and yelled at me for putting myself in danger and then I come home to find him hurt from his trip home so I had to yell at him...the last few days have sucked," Stiles said, lifting his head up enough to wipe his eyes on his sleeve. "Derek's fine, by the way."