“One you don’t even know where we are. Two you don’t know where my house is. Three you definitely don’t know what station my dad works out of. Four if I was to stand up right now I would punch you again,” Stiles growled out at Derek having enough of his shit. Derek might try to be all threatening, looming over him like that, but Stiles was angry and in pain which meant he didn’t really care.
“You’ve done your part. I’m safe and sound. I know you’re dying to go back there and help you uncle so just go.”