Stiles is nodding with wide eyes as if to say 'you have no idea', taking the phone and quickly calling his dad. "We cornered something in the cave. Scott and I are both fine. I'll be home then. Tell Pops to answer angel radio next time."
He doesn't wait for a response, hanging up and passing the phone back. "Thanks." Stiles clears his throat, frowning. "You should, uh...definitely stay inside tonight, Elena. And maybe tomorrow. There's a thing..." He doesn't know what it is, but he knows he's sick of town being crazy full of weird crap that wants to attack people.