That would've made it to easy. Instead, he just poked his head around the corner of the doorway into the kitchen to see who was at the door. He was anxious to find out if a) it was mommy and b) if mommy actually looked like he wanted to see Gabriel. The fear of rejection was just waiting to consume him, but his shred of hope kept it from doing so for now. He wasn't terribly noticeable as he was just peeking around the doorway.

John sighed. "I'll try to hurry back," he said, feeling bad that Stiles was hurting. When Deaton answered the door, he greeted the vet warmly.