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[amatchinwater]

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Last Updated: 3/29/2024

Teen Wolf

Steo (yes, it needed its own)

Stranger Things

Horizon Games

[gremlinbabe]

The only reaction I want to Stiles finding out about Derek’s death:

If it doesn’t end with Stiles saving Derek from Bardo after he’s set the entirety of Beacon Hills on fire I don’t want it.

[ilovefanficbooks]

Save Me Eli (Eli Hale x reader)

Paring: Eli Hale and Y/N

Pronouns: She/her

Y/bf: your best friend

Warning : some blood lost, kissing

Summary : Y/N gets kidnapped and no one has seen her since yesterday, when Eli finds out he gets the pack to help him find the person he's in love with.

Eli Pov

I haven't seen Y/n all day. She is always in. Never has she taken a day of at once. It is really weird of her. Normally she would be smiling and laughing with her best friend. But I just have this weid feeling something is not right.

"Hey Y/bf" I said as she turn to face me with a smile.

"Oh hey Eli what's up?" she asked me while I look down at the floor and back up at her.

"I was hoping if you knew where Y/n is as you two are always together? " I asked her. I hope she knows if not I'll be crush.

"That is true that we always stick together but I'm sorry I have not heard from her since yesterday and she has not answer my calls" My heart sank at the mentioned of it. It seems really off and I have a bad feeling about this.

"Okay, um, cool. But if you hear from her tell her that I was looking for her" I said starting to walk away.

"Will do" she said as I walked outside I took my phone out a d when to call Y/N it kept ring and ring but no one seems to answer it.

"Come on" I said to myself.

"Hey this is Y/n please leave a message or call me later" It when to voice mail I sigh and hang up only person who is good at these things is my Dads friends. The pack. I need them to help me.

Time skip~

I just called the pack for the emergency while I walked into my house stressing out already at Y/n. My Dad just came out from the kitchen and look at me confused.

"Eli what are you doing her you meant to be at school ?" Dad asked while I sigh running my hands through my hair.

"It's kind of a long story but I called for the pack they will be here soon" I said as Dad sigh.

Soon the pack has arrived Scott, Malia, Lydia, Liam, Parrish, Chris, Peter, Hikari and Jackson. They all look at me wondering why I called them.

"This better be good little Hale" Malia told me as I scratch the back of my head then sigh.

"Well something seems off this morning. There is this girl that goes to Beacon Hills she always, she has not taken a day off. But today she's just not in" I explained to them some of them just look at me blankly but Peter just looks like he wants to laugh at me.

"She's probably sick Eli" Lydia told me but I shake my head.

"Lydia right " Malia agreed with her.

"No your wrong she never skips school even if it's a little cold and I have these weird bad feeling that she's in danger" I said looking at my Dad for some help.

"Eli look we can check her house if she's sick if she's not then this calls for a mission" Scott said putting a hand on my shoulder.

"Right Liam, Hikari, Lydia, Jackson you stay here and let us know if you heard of anything" Scott explain.

"Again great " Jackson said throwing he's head back.

"I'll check out at the station " Parrish told us walking away.

"I'll come with you" Malia said following out of the house.

"Chris can you check the hospital in case she's up there" Scott said while Chris sigh.

"I knew you would say that" Chris said.

"And that leads Derek, Peter and I to check her house" Scott said as I look at them. But this is the girl I have been pinning over with.

"Wait I'm not coming ?" I asked them looking at them all confused.

"You need to lead this to the pack little one" Peter told me.

"No I'm the one that knows her. You don't even know where she lives and I've been pinning over her for months " I blur out then I cover my mouth with my hands with eyes wide.

"I knew there was something about this girl with you" Dad said chuckle after that.

"Whatever Dad, I'm coming and you can't stop me" I said walking out the house while the others sigh following me behind. I got in the jeep waiting for the others.

"Really you stool the jeep again?" Dad asked with he's arms out.

"Just follow behind me" I said starting the jeep up and driving to where Y/n house is.

Time Skip~

Once I got to her house and the others followed behind me. We all walked up to her door and I knock on the door. And wait for a while.

"You sure this is her house ?" Scott asked me when no one answer.

"Yes, her parent's take all day shift they are barley home " I said knocking on the door again.

"Maybe we should go" Dad said it as he said that I knock louder this time.

"Y/n it's Eli" I called out then sigh knowing no one is here.

"Well she's probably dead then" Peter said getting a glare from me, Scott and Dad.

"That's it" I said then I kick down the door and walked into the house seeing a place is a mess.

What the hell happened here? Once the other followed in they all look around seeing the mess.

"Someones been here" Scott said smelling the air.

"Now you believe me!" I said sarcastically throwing my arms in the air then turn the the stairs.

"Y/n!" I shout running up the stairs to Y/n bedroom. That is when I smell blood it still smells fresh. I walked into her room seeing trash everywhere and even see blood on her window steel.

"She's gone!" I shout to the others while they run up the stairs where I stand in her room.

"Call the others tell them what we found" Scott told Peter while I knee down holding one of Y/n teddy bear she has that is now ripped apart.

"Eli, we'll find her" Dad told me knee down with me as he put a hand on my shoulder and looked me in the eyes. I nodded standing up facing Scott.

"We need to find her. She's human " I told them. Y/n doesn't know anything about the supernatural world about anything.

"And will Eli. We will find her " Scott told me then left the room.

Time Skip~

"So she's stuck in a warehouse ?" Scott asked Chris finding out where she might be.

"Yeah that's the only place where any one will take someone" Chris told Scott.

"Because of me. Because I find an interest in her they take her because of me" I said throwing head back. I should of kept her close to me. Make sure nothing happens to her.

"Eli it's not your fault" Scott told me while I sigh.

"Yeah sure" I told him.

"We are running out of time " Dad told us all as we all left to go to this warehouse where she might be.

We all arrived at the warehouse and walked in waiting to face the enemy that has taken my girl.

"Where is she?" I asked as a dark shadow came out with claws and teeth out.

"Nearly dead if you come an hour later" the person said as my claws came out along with my sharp teeth. Normally I would faint seeing my claws out.

"We just want the girl. Give her back" Scott asked nicely to this stranger.

"I don't think so" the person let a laugh out.

"I'll kill you if you hurt her!" I growed out. I never felt so protective of her in my life.

Soon it seems we all just when into fight mode while I had so much anger in me that this person hurt her. I'll never let anyone or this person touch her again.

"Eli go and get her out of here!" Dad told me as I nodded running of to find Y/n.

While I turn the corner I look to see Y/n lying in the floor, pass out, she looks really pale that she could look dead. I can see blood pouring from her head and arm.

"Y/n I'm here" I said going over to her and hold her in my arms.

"Eli" I heard so weakly as she open her eyes up a bit.

"Hey I'm here " I told her as she buried her head against my neck.

"Get me out of here" She said I pick her up and carried her out of here while the others take care of the person who hurt Y/n.

I put Y/n in the back of the jeep and I drove to the hospital. Hopefully Melissa can help Y/n out.

"We're nearly here Y/n just hold on" I told her seeing her close her eyes. I gave her my jacket as she was wearing just a crop top and jeans.

Once I got to the hospital I carried Y/n in and looked for Melissa to help her.

"Eli" Melissa said walking over to me and seeing Y/N in my arms.

"Is this-" She asked but I cut her off.

"Y/N she's hurt" I told her as she nodded.

"Follow me" She said I followed her to a private room as I place Y/N on the bed and wait outside as Melissa helped Y/N out.

Time Skip~

As been a hour since I've been waiting to here back from Y/n I even when to the stops to get Y/n a new teddy bear she would like.

I felt like I want to cry over a girl that I have fallen in love with. Soon I saw the pack run up to me as I look at him.

"Is she okay?" Lydia asked me.

"She's not dead is she" Malia said while I look down at her.

"They haven't told me anything yet" I said with tears in my eyes. Soon Melissa walked as I stand up looking at her with hope in my eyes.

"She is fine. She has a few stitches on her arm but suggest taking care of her" Melissa told me as I nodded.

"Can I see her ?" I asked as Melissa nodded. I walked into the room seeing Y/n sitting up and awake.

"Hey you" She said smiling at me. I walked over to her sitting down and take her hand.

"You scared the living hell at me" I told her as she looked down.

"Sorry. I heard you were a real hero to me" After she said that I blush.

"Thank you" She said looking me in the eyes. Even when she's hurt she still looks beautiful.

"When I when to your house it was trash and I saw your teddy bear was ripped so I got you a new one" I said showing her it up to my face hearing her giggle makes me smile.

"You didn't have too" Y/n told me.

"I wanted to" I said as she took it out of my hand.

"I love it" Y/n said hugging it as I chuckle.

"Like I love you " I said then my eyes wide realized what I said.

"What?"She asked ad I sigh.

"Y/N I love you and I have for a long time but before you push me away I want to be more than friends" I explained to her see g her smile at me. I thought she might shout at me.

"I love you too " She said then she pulled me by my top and kiss me. The girl I've been in love with is kissing me right now!

"Wow" I said as we pulled away while Y/n chuckle at me holding my cheeks.

"Cuddle me" She said as I chuckle slipping into the bed while I hold her into my chest.

I finally got the girl I'm in love with and I'm never going to let her go.

She's all I have now.

[nightingale2004]

Can all my Teen wolf and sterek people gather around real quick.

So what if Scott's pack and Derek all accidentally traveled back in time to when their parents went to school in Beacon Hills.

Now here's my version of this.

Claudia and Talia are soul sister besties. Claudia was just like Stiles, hyperactive, a spaz, short attention span, adhd, etc (also a freaking spark). Talia, was this cool werewolf future alpha girl with a hyperactive puppy for a best friend. (They would totally gossip and talk about Lydia's mom behind her back)

Noah (Stiles dad) was a loner. He was awkward. Couldn't talk to a woman to save his life (Claudia obviously made the first move). He was more invested in criminal law and mysteries.

Marissa (Scott's mom) was in her own corner. She briefly met Claudia and talked to her once or twice.

Lydia's mom (idk her name) was smart but played dumb and all that jass to win the hot guy.

I'm also thinking Peter definitely had a crush on Claudia when he was a kid during this time since she would babysit him a lot.

Claudia and Deaton are also besties and emissaries in training.

The Argent family are in Beacon Hills (I personally would not know how this would go but in intrigued)

Claudia and Talia are exactly like Scott and Stiles and getting into all sorts of trouble and adventures with Deaton at their side and hiding the secrets of the supernatural.

And all of Scott's pack plus Derek gets to see how their parents know each other and have met along with their adventures.

Let me know your version of this and enjoy

[writerswritewriting]

crawling out of the woodwork to share this idea that's been plaguing me for about a week now...

I just can't stop thinking about Theo walking into a room to see Y/N on their phone- and I mean that's not really strange in and of itself but the look of concentration is just astounding, so he gets curious obviously and just...

"what are you looking at?"

And Y/N without missing a beat, not even looking up, just answers: "oh i'm reading werewolf p*rn."

Because the thing about a/b/o fics is that they don't really apply to what we know of the werewolves in Teen Wolf, but there's just enough commonality that I think, even if you don't actually read a/b/o fics irl, it's easy enough to rationalise you stumbling across them in universe, and I feel like if you apply the context of Teen Wolf to finding a/b/o fics, it just gets a little funny?

Also, bonus if, say, 20-30 minutes later Scott or someone walks in just to find Y/N in the same position, but this time Theo's leaning over the back of their chair, reading over their shoulder with furrowed eyebrows and just...

Scott: "What are you two looking at?"

Theo and Y/N, deadpan: "Werewolf porn."

[aloneatpeace]

𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐒𝐂𝐀𝐑𝐋𝐄𝐓 𝐏𝐇𝐎𝐄𝐍𝐈𝐗

The scarlet Phoenix is being that is powerful beyond any creature in Multivers. Scarlet Phoenix is rare nexu being capable of creating new life form and change the world in large scale as well as destroy it. Not only one but two empowered vibrant power source in one host, which make this being far more dangerous and superior than any life form. The scarlet witch and Phoenix force are two unfathomable force with unmatched powers .these two repal eachother making the co existing harder but with a powerful compatible host who can make these both co exist without creating destruction is what a scarlet phoenix .the phoenix force is the most feared being as it possess extinction level threat. this will intensify with power of scarlet witch who is the harbour of Chaos magic a being capable of spontaneous creation .the scarlet witch has no coven ,no need for incantation the power exceeds that of the sorcerers suprime .the scarlet witch ment to rule everything .

Telepathy , Telepathic defence, Telepathic cloak, Cloak mind , Telepathic illusion, Telepathic camouflage, Telepathic manipulation, Telekinesis, Telekinesis aura , Telekinesis sensitivity, Tactical Telekinesis , Temporal manipulation , Transmutation

Mind control, Mind possession, Mind Transferal , Mind link , Mental detection, Mental paralysis Matter mutation , Memory alliteration , Metal manipulation , Magic resistance,

Psychic sheild , Psychic blast ,Pyrokinesis , psionic energy manipulation ,psychic firebirds, phoenix force avatar , probability Alteration, Psychometry , Physical resistance , Personality alteration,

Astral projection, Atmokinesis, Interstellar travel cosmic , cosmic teleportation , Concussive force blast , Immortality, Dilate power, Durability , Resurrection, Reality warping Energy absorbation , Emotion manipulation , Existence mastery , Life force control .

Next chapter may take a while so be patient . Sence the readers power is released I thought this might help to understand more about who and what is the reader power is .

as shown in the previous info the change of eye colour will be based on the first info. I just thought adding this pictures would aesthetically pleasing so example the psonic blast could be any colour not just blue it's based readers emotions.

[andreafmn]

I'm Not Afraid | Chapter 17

Word Count: 3.5K

Story Description: (Y/N) Argent arrived at Beacon Hills to put to rest her father’s sister, Kate Argent. For the first time, her family has decided to settle down and sustain a life in this interesting small town. After 17 years, (Y/N) has the opportunity to establish interpersonal relationships but will she be ready to face the complications that come with relating to her cousin’s, Allison, friends; especially, the infamous Derek Hale. She will face the adventure of being associated with the Derek and McCall pack, as well as being faced with the discovery of certain aspects of her life she never imagined.

A/N: uh oh, things are changing...

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There was a tense air between (Y/N) and Derek as they reached her house. He helped her off the bike and kept his hand on her lower back as they walked to her front porch but did not say a single word. His stare was a million miles away, and she could tell his thoughts had been running rampant in his head.

“Are you okay, Derek?” the girl finally broke the silence as she slid her key into the door. “You feel weird. Like, distant.”

“I’m fine,” he said, his stoic façade still plastered on his face. “I just need to make sure you’re home safe before I get my pack.”

“They’re fine. They’re hiding up in my room.” She pulled out her phone from her pocket and showed him Isaac’s text confirming that they had locked themselves in her house. “But I need to know what you’re hiding right now because I know something’s up.”

“Everything’s fine,” he huffed. “Why are they here?”

“I thought they’d be safe here,” she responded. “Don’t change the topic, Derek. You know you can’t lie to me.”

“I just… we gotta stay away from each other for a while, okay? Believe me when I say, it’s for the best.”

The answer took (Y/N) aback. She stepped away from his touch, as though suddenly it burned her. His words had seemingly come out of nowhere. They were in a good spot, she thought. They weren’t exactly in a relationship, but they weren’t not in one either. They had been speaking consistently for the past couple of weeks, they had seen each other when they could, and they had kissed. God, did they kiss. “I-I-I don’t understand,” she stammered as she blinked away her confusion. “I thought we were good. I mean, I know our situation isn’t exactly ideal, but I didn’t think it was going bad.”

“It’s just not the time to deal with feelings, (Y/N),” he sighed. “I have to focus on how to get rid of the Kanima and why Scott would betray us. I simply don’t have the bandwidth to focus on you too.”

“Oh, I didn’t know I was such a distraction,” (Y/N) scoffed, putting another step of distance between them. “You know, it was only a few weeks ago that you were saying you wanted this to work. No matter how long it took or what hurdles we had to go through. You said I wouldn’t have to go through life alone, not while you were here. Was that all just bullshit?”

“It wasn’t… It isn’t…” He ran his hands across his face in frustration, letting out an infuriated groan. “With everything that’s going on, I can’t risk being close to you, (Y/N). The more time that passes with the Kanima here, the more hunters will arrive. Especially now that I have a target on my back, thanks to your cousin. Being with you only makes that target bigger, and it puts it on my pack too. I have to make the right decision for them.”

“So, everything I’ve done to help you guys out means nothing?” she cried, biting down the tears that threatened to spill. “I’ve stuck my neck out for you on more than one occasion. I think I’ve proven to be an asset to you and your pack when it comes to my family.”

“You have and I’m grateful,” he said. Derek took a beat before continuing. It seemed he knew the next words out of his mouth would drive a wedge between them that he wasn’t sure would ever be removed. “I just don’t know if one day you’ll turn on us like Allison has done to Scott, or even like Kate did to me.”

If there was anything he could say that would drive (Y/N) away, it was that. Her fears of one day becoming like her aunt still haunted her to that day. It was a quiet but haunting rumble in the pits of her mind, fed by her insecurities and her fears, and very much alive.

“A-are you serious?” (Y/N) wanted to appear confident and confrontational. But she couldn’t help the way her voice broke. “Do you really think I’d be capable of doing something like that?”

“I can’t be sure, (Y/N). I want to believe that you won’t and that you and your father are truly on our side, but I have to take precautions. It’s not just my life that’s at stake.”

(Y/N) didn’t know if his words stung more than the unchanging expression on his face. There was no care, no compassion. She wasn’t talking to Derek, her sour wolf. She was speaking to Derek, the alpha. “What brought this on, Derek?” she asked. “What made you change your mind all of a sudden?” 

“It wasn’t anything specifically. It’s just… the situation we’re in is basically unheard of, and I need to make sure that I’m putting a hundred percent of my brain into resolving this,” he said. “And if Scott isn’t going to help, then I have to find a way to end this once and for all. I can’t be worrying about the hunters coming from your side too.”

 Words died in the girl’s mouth as she tried to conceal the hurt that coursed through her veins. It was a betrayal like no other. “Is that really how you feel?” (Y/N) asked, her resolve quickly coming undone. “You once told me that you knew that I would never be like Kate. That there was no way I could be that heartless. Does that mean you lied? Have you always felt this way?”

And with determination like she had never seen from him, he said, “Yes.” By then, she couldn’t hold back the tears, but she wouldn’t let him see her hurt. She couldn’t keep the drops from falling, but she could keep her sobs inside. “(Y/N)…”

“Go,” she said sternly, facing her door and giving him her back.

“(Y/N), I…”

“I said go, Derek,” she restated, raising her voice. “You can call your pack after. But you need to get out of here right now.”

Before he could say another word, (Y/N) slipped into her house and locked the door behind her. Shuddering cries threatened to break through, so she clasped her fist into her mouth and bit down. She did not want him to hear her. He’d been able to shatter her heart with a few words, but he did not deserve to know her pain. Not anymore.

As the tears fell, she remembered the cuts on her face. Every time another drop fell, it sank into the open wound, mixing blood and salty water down her cheeks. The sting was enough to subside the pain in her chest, but not enough to make it go away. And all she wanted was for it to go away.

Suddenly, soft steps on her stairs forced her head to snap forward to see a witness to her despair. Erica wore a sympathetic smile on her face, something that surprised (Y/N) out of her tears. It had been the first time she had even held a kind gaze toward the girl, always throwing sarcastic comments or unnecessary jabs her way. But at that moment, she came to her as a friend.

“Let’s fix up that face,” she said. “Where’s the first aid kit?”

“Uh, um,” (Y/N) cleared her throat. “There’s one under the kitchen sink.”

“Let’s go.”

The blonde helped her up from the ground and followed her quietly into the kitchen. She didn’t throw snarky remarks her way or make fun of the way her face was most likely a disaster. All she did was remain silent and try to help.

Once the first aid bag was on the counter, Erica patted a stool to instruct the girl to sit. Something she very much obliged to before the werewolf set to work. She put on a pair of black gloves and set to clean the wound with cleansing wipes, clearing away any debris or tear that might have mixed with her blood.

“This is gonna sting a bit, okay?” Erica announced as she uncapped the liquid stitch bottle. “Do you need something to bite down on?”

“No,” (Y/N) smiled softly. “Go ahead.”

The girl winced softly as the liquid touched her skin, but it was quickly replaced with the comfort of Erica’s soft hands pinching the slash closed. She repeated the step two more times before cleaning the area once more and covering it with a gauze bandage. “There,” Erica said as she finished bandaging her arm as well. “The wound should breathe during the night to help with the healing. Try to keep it dry or without direct water contact for about five days, and you should be good.” 

“Thanks,” she said. “You’re good at this.”

“I’ve had one too many falls not to be,” the girl chuckled as she put away the kit. “It’s actually the reason I’ve always wanted to become a doctor. I wanted to make sure no one else went through what I did.”

“Why can’t you?”

“At first it was because I was so behind in school, I’d never get the grades to get into a good school,” she shrugged. “Now, with the whole werewolf thing, I don’t think I could.”

“Why not? I think now it’ll be so much easier for you,” (Y/N) offered. “Now, you don’t have to deal with the seizures, and you can focus on your schoolwork. Later on, I’m sure any school would be begging to have you go there.”

“I don’t know,” the blonde sighed. “I guess, after seeing everything I have and going through what we have in such little time, I think med school seems stupid in the grand scheme of things. I would love to live a normal life, but I don’t think I was ever meant to. I mean, at first, it was epilepsy. Now, it’s the fact that I’m part wolf, part human, and I have yet to get that under control.”

Seeing Erica be vulnerable and sweet surprised (Y/N), and it was a welcome distraction to whatever it had been that had gone down with Derek. “You know this is going to end someday,” she tried to comfort her. “We’re gonna beat the Kanima, and the hunters will go back to their own lives. Life won’t always be like this.”

“How can you be so sure? Something tells me there’s always gonna be something in this town,” she chuckled dryly. “The only way to go back to normal is to leave.” 

“Is that what you want? To leave Beacon Hills?”

“I mean, it’s a plan,” she shrugged as she sat beside (Y/N). “I didn’t think it would be like this. The constant looking over my shoulder, the fear that I’ll be caught, the fear that I’ll be killed. I wanted the strength, the power that came with being supernatural. But I didn’t really measure the danger that came with it. Unfortunately, not every hunter can be like you.”

“I think that’s the first time you’ve ever complimented me,” (Y/N) chuckled. “Don’t know how I feel about it.”

“Don’t get used to it,” the girl grinned. “But seriously, you have no reason to protect us like you have. I mean, apparently, even lovesick Allison turned on lover boy.”

“Yeah, grief makes you do unthinkable things,” she sighed. “Especially when you have a monster like Gerard whispering in your ear.”

“And he doesn’t whisper in yours?”

“God no. I don’t think he particularly likes my family. At least my dad and I.”

“Ooh, family drama?”

“None that I know the details of, but I know it has something to do with me and some woman from my dad’s past,” (Y/N) explained, remembering the not-so-hushed words from her parents. “Also, my dad sort of sides with the wolves rather than the hunters. He thinks their methods are too extreme and cause more harm than good. He told me he wants to change the group from the inside out, but it’s hard.”

“And you believe him?” Erica inquired, biting the skin from her fingers. (Y/N) could see she hadn’t noticed yet. It was something she did before turning, a way to calm her senses when everything seemed too much. “Do you really believe he’s on our side?”

“He helped me find Derek tonight, and he covered for me about the rave. I don’t think he would lie to me about that. My mom on the other hand…”

“Can’t stand us?”

“Yup.”

“Well, you can tell her the feeling is mutual.”

“Hey,” (Y/N) exclaimed with a smile. “That’s my mom you’re talking about.”

“No offense,” Erica laughed as she threw her arms up in surrender. “But seriously, I don’t think I’ve ever said this, but thank you, (Y/N). I’ve unnecessarily been a bitch to you, and you don’t deserve that. So, I’m sorry.”

“Am I really getting an apology from Erica Reyes? I think I might be dreaming.”

“Oh, come on,” she chuckled. “I’m trying to be serious here—vulnerable. I am grateful for what you’ve done for me, even when I was horrible to you. You didn’t have to.” 

“Well, you got the bitch part down, I didn’t think I needed it, too,” (Y/N) grinned before she took Erica’s hand and smiled warmly. “But it means a lot that you apologized. Thank you. Maybe from here on out, we could be friends. I honestly need more in this town.”

“I think that would be great,” she beamed. “I’ve been needing a dose of estrogen after so many months surrounded by testosterone.”

As the girls laughed, footsteps came down the stairs and quickly joined them in the kitchen, followed by the pitter-patter of claws against the hardwood floor. “Well, look at these two fraternizing,” Isaac told Boyd. “Never thought I’d see the day.”

“I would be rude not to when it’s her house,” Boyd shrugged. “Which, again, thank you for letting us hide out here. We haven’t really received any other instruction from Derek.”

“Yeah, and I don’t think you will anytime soon.”

“What do you…?” Isaac’s words died in his throat as he noticed (Y/N)’s bandages and the smell of iron in the air. He was quick to rush to her side, inspecting her visible skin for any other wound. “What the hell happened?”

“Ah, just a small run-in with Jackson,” she shrugged as she knelt to pet Brody, scratching him on the spot behind his ears he loved so he wouldn’t worry about her. “I’ll be fine. I just don’t heal as fast as you guys do.”

“How serious was the cut?” Isaac asked Erica, knowing (Y/N) would only wave him off. “Was it deep? I knew I should have gone with you to the station.”

“It wasn’t deep enough to need stitches, Isaac. She’ll be fine.”

“Dude, calm down,” Boyd chuckled. “She’s tougher than she looks.”

“Thank you, Boyd,” she smiled toward the boy. “I really appreciate the vote of confidence. You should learn from him, Lahey.”

“Yeah, it’s all fun and games until you get seriously hurt,” he grumbled, crossing his arms across his chest. “I can’t believe I let you go there by yourself. I should have been there.”

“And risk getting caught by my grandfather? Absolutely not,” she reprimanded. “As a matter of fact, all of you need to lay low because while Jackson is still the Kanima, more hunters will keep flooding into town, and I don’t wanna risk any of you getting caught. If you need a place to stay, I think I can talk to my dad and help you guys out. Maybe tell my mom the basement flooded and keep you guys there?”

“Thanks, (Y/N),” Boyd smiled. “We’ll talk to Derek first. See what the next steps will be.”

“Yeah,” she scoffed lightly. “And if you can find out what the hell is going on with him in the meantime, I’d greatly appreciate it.”

The four of them spent the next hour in her kitchen, talking and laughing like normal teenagers until Erica and Boyd said they were too tired to still be awake and headed to (Y/N)’s room. But not before the girl turned and thanked Argent for giving her a night where she felt normal. After that, only Isaac and her were left downstairs.

They had moved into the living room, where (Y/N) rested her head on his lap, and Brody curled up right beside them. Henry had texted her that he and her mother would be staying over at Chris’ house and that he’d keep her posted on anything that would be going down.

“I don’t understand what happened, Isaac,” she sighed as she felt his hands running through her hair. “Everything was going great until just an hour ago. What made Derek change his mind?”

“Honestly, I wish I could tell you,” he said. “But Derek’s not one to really talk about what’s going on in his head. The only time he’s ever been nice to me is when you’re around. He’s quite a dick when you’re not around.”

“But he’s still your alpha.”

“It’s not like there are many options here,” he chuckled. “And I guess I feel a bit indebted to him. If it hadn’t been for the bite, I’m pretty sure I would have ended up in the hospital, or even worse…”

Isaac couldn’t bring himself to say the words, instead taking in a shuddering deep breath. (Y/N) could see his eyes getting cloudy with tears as fear overtook him. Even if that part of his life was buried, there was no way to repress the memories.

“I’m sorry you had to go through that, Isaac,” she responded quietly, taking his free hand in hers. “And I’m sorry you had to go through it alone. I wish I could have at least been your friend back then.”

“I think you came at the perfect time,” he smiled softly. “Just long enough to get my shy and adorable side and stay to see my resurgence into an amazing and confident werewolf teenager.”

“You know, some people would say cocky and self-absorbed.”

“Well, those people would be wrong,” he chuckled. “But you did come at the right time. Those last couple of months, you actually gave me hope. If we had spent more time together, I think I may have even refused the bite.”

“Would you have, really?” (Y/N) mused. “Would you have given it all up?”

“I think so,” Isaac shrugged. “I mean, people around us don’t seem disturbed by what’s going on in this town. All I would have to worry about is whether or not I could pass my classes, and well, social services I guess.”

“Not funny,” she reprimanded, slapping him softly on the chest. “But the supernatural does suit you.”

“It does, doesn’t it?”

“Oh, calm down, Lahey.”

“I’m just kidding, Argent,” the boy laughed. “As for Derek, all you have to do is give it time. He can be a moody one.”

“Something feels different this time, though,” she sighed. “I don’t know what it is, but something’s just off.”

The last thing Derek had wanted was to make her cry. Hearing her sobs through her door made his heart wrench in his chest, and all he could do was get as far away from her as he could. His legs took off in a soft run at first but quickly turned into a supernatural sprint that had his lungs aching for air. All he could do was run.

Soon enough, the scenery of houses and cars turned into trees and bushes. Leaves crunched under his feet, and branches snapped as he stepped on them. Even when a rock stood in his way and threatened to make him lose his balance, he simply kept running.

He wished (Y/N) knew that what he did had been for her own good. If she wasn’t by his side, there was no way she could be used as a bargaining chip. Especially not with Peter back. He didn’t trust his own life in the hands of his uncle; how could he entrust him with (Y/N)’s?

By the time he had reached his family’s house, his body ached all over. Frustration filled his veins, and his limbs ached with the need for violence. He let out an exasperating scream before his fist went through a wooden board. He didn’t know if he wanted to keep breaking down the house or just sit down and cry. As much as he wanted to be by (Y/N)’s side, he knew that the best thing for her would be for him to stay as far away as possible. He had lived long enough with loneliness, though none as hurtful as this one for a long time. (Y/N) would soon enough move on from him, and he’d be the one to carry the hurt. As long as Peter was in town and her family would punish her for her affiliations, he’d just have to stay away.

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Heart of the Ocean 💙 | Teen Wolf Miniseries Part 2

Takes place in between 3A & 3B of Teen Wolf

Teen Wolf Masterlist | read part 1 here

Characters & Pairings: Hale/McCall Pack x vampire!reader (female/platonic), eventual Peter Hale x reader (romantic), reader x male!oc ( past romance) & reader x supernatural!reader (platonic). Characters in this imagine: Scott McCall, Stiles Stilinski, Lydia Martin, Allison Argent, Isaac Lahey, Derek Hale, Peter Hale, Chris Argent, Alan Deaton.

Content Warnings: light angst, profanity, references of historical event disaster, mentions of death, blood, and murder | female!reader (she/her) | ws: 6.4k

Requested 📨 yes/no (rules for requests)

Premise: with the riddle solved the pack now have to face the truth their English teacher is not who they thought she was. To find out who’s responsible for the chaos in Beacon Hills they have no choice but to confront Y/n about her identity and nature. Even if it could cost them their lives.

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Scott’s eyes were on the clock, flickering over to Stiles who wore an expression similar to his. Filled with unease and wondering if what they were about to do was a mistake. The minutes were ticking away as the school day approached its end. Glancing to Allison and Lydia in the front of the classroom he could see in their neck and shoulders how tense they were, Allison nervously chewing on the tip of her pen. All throughout the lecture none could stay focused. Not when the person teaching had a harrowing secret they were about to confront.

How would she react? Better yet, how were they going to even breach the subject.

Scott could see them fucking everything up in the blink of the eye. He couldn’t help but recall Peter’s warning from the night before. “Vampires can be hostile creatures—especially if they haven’t fed for a while. They can go maybe….weeks without drinking blood before they start to lose their control. Considering Loretta—or should I say, Y/n, has been in Beacon Hills a few months I can only assume she is getting her blood by some other means than preying on its citizens. Still, approach her with caution if you decide to confront her. If I was a 130 year old vampire who was a wealthy socialite that survived one of the most famous shipwrecks in history and was being hunted by my creator…well let’s just say I wouldn’t let you leave still breathing.”

The more the seconds ticked by the more Scott was regretting the plan. After much debate the pack wanted to get to the bottom of everything quickly and that meant confronting Miss. Andrews at school. Which was very unnerving. Discovering she was a vampire only made her more intimidating after already establishing herself as someone who came off as unapproachable. Though they had few interactions, Scott found Miss. Andrews to possess an aura that reads, ‘better to wonder in silence rather than search for answers.’ Appearing no older than the age of thirty, sometimes she’d say words or phrases that made her seem much older.

Thankfully their English section was the last period of the day. Isaac wasn’t in the class but he had Miss. Andrews that morning and kept his eyes out for the necklace, however, he was unable to tell if the woman was wearing it.

The Heart of the Ocean.

What led them to her.

If she was wearing the necklace it had to have been beneath her high collared shirt that was paired with a black blazer and dress pants. Now knowing what they know, they realized Miss. Andrews always wore clothing that was sophisticated and concealed her neck area. Whether it be a turtleneck or a collared shirt, they wondered why they hadn’t found it odd before. California was hot even in the early months of the year—especially in April as they approached summer.

Peter’s words echoed in Scott’s mind, “Vampires are cold-blooded creatures. The warm weather has little effect on them and though the glimmer acts as a camouflage to other supernatural creatures it doesn’t change their nature. They’ll be cold to the touch. Faster than the speed of sound. Stronger the older they are. And some even have little gifts that separate them from others.”

“Gifts?”

“Abilities. Very rare among their kind but those who possess them are more enhanced in every aspect than others. I’ve heard stories about one who can read minds. An old…acquaintance, of mine said he once encountered a vampire who could compel anyone to do anything for them. Let’s hope neither your killer or his little creation have any talents. Otherwise your odds of coming out of this in one piece are going to be very low.”

The hairs stood on the back of Scott’s neck when Loretta…Y/n… passed him as she walked in between the aisle of desks. It was like his senses were trying to warn him despite his others unable to detect she was not human.

“What people fail to understand about Romeo and Juliet…” Loretta moves between Lydia and Allison, missing how both girls tense up. “Is that it is not a romance despite having a prominent theme of love thorough out the play. To be considered a romance it must have what you would call, ‘a happily ever after,’…” Turning to face the class, Loretta leans her back against the desk with her arms crossed over her chest. Scott almost perches up, straining his ears to see if he could pick up movement around her neck.

Her eyes scan across the room, lingering on Scott and Stiles when they quickly look away, “Specifically for the protagonist—or protagonists in this setting. Romeo and Juliet die at the end of the play, therefore there is no happy ending. Yes, their families end up putting past their differences due to the loss of their loved ones. But the protagonists did not get to ride off into the sunset and live out their lives in peace. So the more appropriate term for the play would be a tragedy. A genre focused on human suffering and sorrowful events that happen to the protagonist. And as we have learned these past weeks, Shakespeare was known for his tragedies. Romeo and Juliet is just one of his many—Macbeth, Othello, Julius Caesar to name a few.”

There were only two minutes remaining in the class. Scott tapped his pen against the book anxiously, eyes back on the clock as Siltes sent him another look. Isaac’s scent soon filled his nostrils, indicating he was outside the door. And glancing over her shoulder, Allison gave a slight nod of, ‘it’s gonna be okay,’ to try and ease his nerves.

“Tragedies can be inspired by an array of things,” Loretta moved her arms so her hands were clasped in front of her. Again, Scott couldn’t help but listen for the rustling of jewelry. All he got was a usually steady pacing of her heart. If that even was her heart.

“Personal lives and historical events.” Lydia and Alice glance at each other as do Scott and Stiles. “They dive into the catharsis of their audience. Bringing pleasure through pain because we as humans—,” the teens share another look, “cannot help but find a sense of enjoyment in seeing the main character fail. Witness their downfall. Does that say something about us in how we view others?” The question was rhetoric, Loretta watching the students think in silence before shrugging. “That is for you to decide.”

*ring* *ring* *ring*

In a hurry students gather their belongings and make their way out the door. For the four teenagers planning to stay they are slow in their movements.

“Don’t forget tomorrow’s quiz is on Act five,” Loretta shouted lightly, pushing off from the desk only to walk around it. “Then we will begin our unit on Poe so be sure to have your textbooks with you.” As Loretta starts to erase the chalkboard the teens draw to the back door of the class to make it look like they're leaving but really they stop once Isaac enters. Then with a nod, “let’s do this,” they make their way back into the classroom.

Reaching the front row of the desks, the sound of Stiles bumping into a chair catches the woman’s attention, turning to face the group with perplexed eyes making them freeze like deer in headlights.

“Well hello,” Loretta places the eraser down, surprised to see five of her students behind her. “Wasn’t expecting you all to stay after the period ended. Everything alright?” She connects eyes with all, sensing their distress.

Scott is the first to speak, “We’re sorry to bother you when you’re busy, Miss. Andrews,” he felt his heart pick when he nearly addressed her by her real name. “We were just wondering if you could help us with something.”

“Is it about tomorrow’s quiz?” Loretta is calm, collected, and shows no signs of nervousness. “Because unfortunately if that’s the case I can’t—.”

“It’s about our history project,” Allison cuts in, causing the boys to give her a look that read ‘what are you doing?’ She gives a smile when Loretta tilts her head.

“Are you asking me to read over your report? Check for any grammatical errors? That I can do for you if you have a rough draft.”

“No,” Lydia rubs her neck, watching Loretta take a piece of chalk in her hand while bidding a glance at her lesson plans on the desk. Lydia licks her bottom lip, “more like we would like some advice if we have the facts right on it.” Loretta makes a sound between a laugh and scoff.

“I think you’re better suited asking your history teacher,” she raises her brow at them. Her heartbeat is steady against Scott’s ears, the werewolf catching Isaac’s eyes to see he heard the same. “I’m afraid my knowledge on whatever the topic of your project is will be limited compared to your teacher.”

“Actually,” Scott swallows, “We think you’re the best person there is to help us.”

Lorretta makes another sound, smirking lightly like the teens were humoring her, “Oh really?” Chalk in hand she faces the board to begin writing Friday’s plan. “Why is that?”

“Because it’s about Titanic.”

Instantly they watch her hand stop mid air, clutching the chalk in a grip they’re afraid it was going to snap in half. In fact, it did break in half. Not even two seconds after the words leave Scott’s mouth, however, her hand remains in the air. A slight tremor replacing the chalk as it clunks to the tile floor.

Silence fills the room as all time stops. Loretta was paralyzed where she stood. Back facing the group where they couldn’t see her face. But considering she was frozen like a statue, it wasn’t difficult to assume she had the same expression they did when they saw her picture the night before.

Scott takes a hesitant step closer, tone cautions as he mutters, “Y/n.” Her low gasp fills his ears, physically reacting to the name. Behind him the others tense, Isaac consciously moving closer to Scott as Stiles pushes the girls back. They all wait for her next move.

“Y/n—.”

Slowly her hand comes down, head dipping slightly, “How do you know?” The question sounded like Y/n knew this day would come. That in a town where supernatural beings resided she was bound to be discovered but hoped it would be some time before she did.

The teens couldn’t hold back the shudder when Y/n faced them. Her eyes lacked any color. Pitch black like onyx and void of friendlessness. It made them wonder if she was wearing contacts or the glimmer had seeped away to show what her real eyes were. They prayed for the former, for Peter had mentioned when a vampire was hungry their eyes would darken.

Her jaw clenched and Scott instantly straightened to prepare for any sudden attack. She was stronger than him—he knew just from Peter’s warnings. While he had Isaac and Allison armed with a silver dagger, they were no match for a 130 year old vampire who could move faster than they could blink. And if she had abilities….they were straight fucked.

Instead Y/n’s voice went low, repeating her question, “How. Do. You. Know.”

Scott gulped, finding his voice, “Stiles,” with his hand out he motioned for riddle. Stiles fumbles through the front pocket of his backpack, finding the paper and passing it over as Y/n stares the entire time. Carefully the alpha drops the riddle onto the desk, using his fingers to slide it towards her and watches as she picks it up. They are silent the entire time Y/n reads the written words, her mouth tightening as though she recognized the handwriting the moment her eyes met the first line.

Her eyes then close when she finishes the final verse. “He’s found me,” she doesn’t need their confirmation, “it’s been him all along.” Him all along referencing the murders. “I should’ve known.” Her eyes open and lock on Scott, “When did he leave you this?”

“Last night.”

“Where.”

“U-uh Derek Hale’s loft.”

“Hale,” Y/n whispers, the name familiar on her tongue. “Thalia’s son.”

“You know them?” Stiles was flabbergasted. “Y-you know what they are.”

“Of course I do,” Y/n sounded offended, causing the teen to wince. “I’ve been alive 130 years. I knew of the Hale pack when Thalia's grandparents were the leaders.” There’s a pause as her gaze moves to Scott, “And I know Scott is an Alpha. Isaac is a beta. Allison is a hunter—part of the renowned Argent family,” there was a hint of distaste behind Y/n’s tone causing Allison to stiffen. Y/n rests her eyes on the redhead before ending with Siles, “and Lydia is a banshee. But you are the only human, Mr. Stilinski. Which might I say is quite the surprise.”

Stiles scratches his neck, “R-really?”

“Yes. Usually humans don’t last long with supernaturals. Would’ve thought you’d be a beta by now—seeing that your best friend is an alpha.” Seeing his friends become uncomfortable with the assumption, Scott switches the subject.

“Next week is the anniversary of Titanic sinking,” her expression instantly changed. “You were there.”

“I was,” it came no louder than a whisper, a distant look within her eye indicating Titanic was still a painful memory for the woman. “And you know then—from this,” she holds up the riddle, “What I am? What I do?”

Each of them nod, “we do.” They still couldn’t wrap their heads around it. That their English teacher, of all people, was an immortal who was aboard Titanic.

“And you’re not running for the hills,” she hums, not sure whether to find them idiotic or courageous. “How interesting.”

“Well when you live in a town like Beacon Hills…you try to get used to it,” Stiles shrugs, a little terrified when Y/n’s expression reads that of, ‘you think you’ve seen it all? You have no idea what else is out there.’

“This is how we found you….” Lydia removes the printed article with the picture of Y/n wearing the necklace. Handing it to the woman, Lydia sees her face soften, eyes lingering on the pictures of her with Theodore and Benjamin.

“Forgot this existed honestly,” Y/n mutters, finger brushing over the image. “It’s the only picture we ever took as a family. And this one,” she points to the one of only her, “this was the first and last time I had a portrait done.” A hand comes up to her neck area, all eyes following the movement where they watch her remove the Heart of the Ocean from beneath the material. It was more exquisite in person than they imagined. A stunning blue diamond in the shape of a heart surrounded by white diamonds and all along the chain.

No wonder she kept it hidden. Anyone would’ve been drawn by the beauty of the jewelry if they were to see it. Then of course there was the tiny fact it was worth 350 million dollars and the link to her past.

Y/n lets out a pained chuckle, “I’m impressed you managed to piece it together. So quickly might I add.” Her finger runs along the surface of the diamond, “but then again, Heart of the Ocean is not something you hear everyday.”

“It’s the source of your glimmer, isn’t it?”

Y/n narrows her eyes at Scott’s question, “How do you know about the glimmer?”

Stiles is the one to answer, “Derek’s uncle seems to know everything about supernatural creatures. He was the one who figured out you and your creator were vampires. Then he explained how you were able to pass as human—why they wouldn’t be able to pick up on your scent.”

“He said vampires will sometimes wear enchanted jewelry,” Allison’s gaze went back to the necklace, flicking back to Y/n who had straightened her posture, “That Druid’s can make it so you’re not affected by the sun and give off a human scent. He suspected the Heart of the Ocean was it for you.”

Once again Y/n appeared impressed, “well he was right. Which is unfortunate for me,” she mutters almost annoyed, eyes going back to reread the riddle. Scott leans more against the desk.

“We need to know who is doing this, Y/n—Loretta, if that’s what you prefer,” he corrects when her hand flexes. “And why. He gave us this riddle to find you and now that we have we have no idea what’s gonna happen next. Do you have any clue why he’s doing this?”

Y/n let out a loud exhale—prompting Scott to remember it was for show since vampires didn’t need to breathe. Having to put up the facade of being human for so long likely had the mannerisms come naturea. The riddle drops onto the table. “His name is Sebastian Lavigne. Don’t bother trying to find him on the records of passengers aboard that night—,” Stiles’ hand pauses as he jots down the name. “Sebastian didn’t have a ticket. He was a stowaway who snuck aboard when the ship docked in France. Disguised himself as a crew member so he wouldn’t get caught.” She paused to sigh again, “Quite frankly I’m not even sure if that’s his real name—he’s likely going by another alias.”

“Kinda like you?”

Y/n made a face at Stiles’s question, but answered nonetheless. “If you haven’t noticed, Mr. Stilinski, I do not age. If we stay in a place too long people start to suspect, therefore we have to move consistently and with that comes an identity change. But I always knew him by Sebastian though to the public he went by a different name. And so did I,” she glances at photos of her. “I couldn’t go by my real name after Titanic because of who my family was and everyone thought I was dead. Then of course the fact I was now a blood-sucking creature.

“Sebastian is a deceitful man. And this riddle—,” a finger aggressively hits the paper a few times, “is just one of his many games. He knows exactly where I am and only did this to mess with you. Probably because he knows you’re onto him. He wanted you to figure out what he was. Leading you to me…it was to warn me he’s coming.”

Lydia tenses, feeling a wave of dread course through her, “why is wanting to find you?” Y/n crosses her arms over her chest, glaring at the floor.

“Because he’s angry I left him. That I broke away from him. Vampires are usually nomadic—hardly ever join up together. Kinda like how werewolves have packs to make them stronger, well….a group of vampires would decimate anything that stood in their way. Sebastian’s a man who desires power,” Y/n rubs her hand on her forearm. “And together we were powerful—especially with our gifts.”

“Gifts?” Scott’s heart skipped, thinking of Peter’s warning. “You both have gifts?”

“Yes,” Y/n didn’t sound proud of it. “Sebastian can compel you to do anything—you’ve heard of him,” Y/n’s shoulders slumped at their reaction.

Stiles flexes his hand, unease in his voice, “Peter told us about a vampire like that. Said he knew someone who encountered them. Is he the only one who can?” Y/n’s nod of confirmation only increases their anxiety.

“As far as I know, yes he is. His gift is powerful, but it only works close range. Meaning in order to be affected you have to be directly in front of him. Sebastian has to stare into one’s eyes to compel them,” Y/n glances to her feet again, “but once he does they have no choice but to do what he says. And combined with mine…..” she shudders, making them frown. “No one could stand a chance against us.”

“What can you do?” Allison asks, a little unsure if she even wanted to know.

“Make you see anything I want. Whether it be tapping into your memory or my own, I can conjure illusions. Illusions derived from your greatest fear causing you to become incapacitated,” everyone’s demeanor became that of concern. “As you can imagine it came in handy when traveling with Sebastian—especially against our enemies,” Y/n comes around the desk so she’s closer to the group, “or more like his enemies since it was always him who had to instigate conflict.”

Lydia’s eyes draw in suspicion, “Why’d you leave him?” It was the question everyone wanted the answer to. And Y/n didn’t appear happy to answer it.

“He’d been keeping things from me. During my time with Sebastian he liked to isolate me—keep me from interacting with others of our kind. He didn’t want me to know I could feed without preying on humans. Or about glimmer which is why I spent most of my days locked in doors and only came out at night. He kept me from my son,” her lips tightened, “I understood why at the time…but then I found out his motives.”

The air thickened in the classroom.

“Things that could have made my fate turn out different than what it was,” her voice turned cold, eyes darkening even more. “Yes, he pulled me from the water that night…but he didn’t have to turn me into this to save me. There was another way and he chose to turn me for what I was worth to him. So when I found out decades later the truth—that he had turned me for his own selfish gain. Robbing me of the life I could have had with my son and family…”

Y/n’s hand moves to the jewelry on her neck, “I found the closest Druid I could find and had them enchant this. That way he’d lose my scent and be unable to track me.” Her hand comes back down with a sigh, “But somehow he always manages to be a step ahead of things.”

“How long ago did you escape him?” Scott wonders aloud.

“Forty years ago.”

Stiles’s jaw drops, “He’s been hunting you for four decades?”

“Likely so. With me he was more powerful. With me he was more rich,” Y/n explained, tone bitter with each word. “Shortly after we returned to New York he compelled me into robbing my own home. The amount we stole still hasn’t run dry—at least not for me,” a tinge of a smirk indicated Y/n left him with nothing when she escaped. “So I wouldn’t put it past him for devoting this many years to find me. But it’s not to get me into his good graces, no, he wants to punish me. And the best way to punish me is to play games like this,” lightning fast her hand grasps the riddle and crutches it between her fingers. “To cause chaos and hurt innocent people because he knows how much I hated it when we did. The murders. Leaving you this riddle. He won’t stop even after he’s got what he wants.”

Scott’s shoulders drop slightly, “And what does he want?”

“To kill me. Scott,” Y/n’s words send a shiver along his body. “I’ve made a life of myself without him—one where I try everyday to make up for the things I did with him. Preying on humans. Torturing the minds of those Sebastian hated. He wants me to feel that shame and regret before he finishes the job. Because that’s what he does, however, now that he’s brought you all into his game there’s not going to be an end until he’s satisfied. Once he’s through with me you will become his prime source of entertainment. Or, he’ll see you as a benefit and want to corrupt you. Just like he did to me.”

Silence fills the room as the teens take in the new information. All deep in thought wondering what to do or say next. The reality of Sebastian’s cruel nature and games proves beyond their expertise. They weren’t sure exactly how to go about it. Finding Y/n was the first step, but from what she’s told them it would not be enough.

He’ll still kill. He might even target them next—especially if they refuse whatever offer he could be planning. Y/n didn’t have to go into detail that Scott’s status as a True Alpha with a pack of unlikely allies would be something Sebastian would want to control.

And with his gift of compelling….

“We need to know what he looks like,” Scott’s the first to speak. Determination fills his gaze, “He’s got the advantage right now—a-and if he’s glimmered like you then he’s probably been passing as human.” He turns to Y/n, pleading with her for help. “You said you can show illusions. Ones that can be from your memory—can you show one with him?” The sound she responds with is one of defeat.

“He compelled me, shortly after he turned me, to erase his image from my memory because he was paranoid about us running into vampires who could read minds or Druids who could make me tap into my subconscious.” Everyone deflated at the news, but then Y/n perked up causing them to do the same. “But….he when did, he only said, ‘from this moment on.’”

Scott took a step closer, eyes full of hope, “What does that mean?”

“It means I can show you,” Y/n’s voice is low and tainted with slight dread. “I can show you the night he turned me. The night Titanic sank.”

Later that evening the pack gathered at Deaton’s clinic. It was just after sunset, around 8pm and some were starting to become impatient.

“Is she coming?” Peter grunted from where he stood leaning against a wall. “Or was this all a distraction.”

“She’s gonna be here,” Scott insisted, eyes narrowed slightly. Truth be told he was starting to worry. Y/n had promised she’d be at the clinic by nightfall but had yet to show.

“Well the clock is ticking,” Stiles fiddled with his fingers nervously.

Allison looks at the man beside her, who was checking to see if his gun was loaded with the proper bullets. “You know you didn’t have to come, dad.” Chris raises a brow, putting the safety on and placing the weapon back in its holster.

“And leave you and your friends alone with a gifted vampire who’s the reasons a psychotic one is causing hell around town? Not a chance.”

“Have you ever hunted one before?” Her voice drops to a whisper, though it doesn’t do much for those with enhanced hearing. Derek, Peter, Scott, and Isaac heard the question loud and clear.

Chris shakes his head, “No. They’re rare and not many are in America—but your great-grandfather came into contact with one in the fifties. Left us with what to do if we ever dealt with one.”

Allison gives her father a look of warning, “You can’t hurt her, dad.”

“If she gives me a reason to, I will.”

“She won’t,” she presses, aware Scott and Derek had their eyes on them. The former looked anxious.

“You don’t know how unpredictable and manipulative vampires are, Allison. None of you do.”

“She’s been in Beacon Hills for months. We asked her how she gets her blood and she said she’s been taking bags from the ER—not feeding on the town’s people,” the teen pleads, surprised with herself for defending Y/n so easily. Maybe it was the fact the vampire had been robbed of her life that made Allison sympathize. Or because she could feel the anger and fury Y/n had for her creator that she believed Y/n would stop at nothing to take him down. “And she hasn’t given any reason for us to believe she’s been working with Sebastian. She hates him, dad.” Chris doesn’t appear convinced.

“She was with him for sixty years—.”

“And she’s been without him for forty,” Allison cuts him off, promptly ending the argument. Another minute passes before all freeze at the sound of Deaton’s door chime ringing. Motioning with a hand, the doctor enters the lobby where he is met with a woman wearing a tan trench coat and boots. She spun around when she heard him approach, allowing Deaton to see the stunning jewelry around her neck. Instantly he felt the magic running through it.

“You’re the Druid,” were the first words from her mouth. “Scott told me about you.” Deaton offers a small smile.

“You must be Y/n,” when she visibly reacted to the name he apologized, “I’m sorry, would you prefer to be called—.” Her hand lifts to stop him.

“No, no. It’s fine—I’m just getting used to hearing that name again. It’s been so long since anyone other than ....” She trails off, not wanting to say his name. Deaton understands with a light nod, moving to open the gate.

“You don’t have to explain. Please, come in.”

“Did Scott inform you what to prepare?” She asks as she passes, receiving a nod from the man.

“Yes. I’m quite familiar with its effects—but I made sure to not make it too strong.” Leading Y/n into the back room, she stills at the sight of those she didn’t recognize, namely the man beside Allison and the two leaning against the wall. Everyone straightens when she arrives and her eyes go straight to Scott.

“You didn’t say we’d have guests.” Her tone is weary, making Scott move closer to show her it was okay.

“That’s Derek Hale and his uncle Peter,” a finger points to the two, glaring when he notices Peter’s eyes linger on Y/n’s figure. While he couldn’t blame him given Y/n’s striking beauty there were more important matters at the moment. “He’s the one who helped us figure out what you were.” He hears the woman make a sound similar to ‘hmph’, causing Peter to smirk and give a mock wave. Scott rolls his eyes, motioning to Chris, “And that’s Allison’s father, Chris Argent.”

Y/n’s expression tightens, appearing slightly uncomfortable with the lineup. Four werewolves, two hunters, a Druid, and a banshee? Vampires were strong creatures but even they could become intimidated. “Quite the party we have going on then.”

Stiles clears his throat to appease the tension, “uh what took you so long?” The question snaps Y/n out of the intense staring contest going on between her, Peter, and Chris. She removes her gloves to place them in her pocket.

“Well considering I’ve been out of practice I needed a pick me up to ensure my power would be at its best,” lips curl up, almost menacing which has Chris inch his hand closer to the holster. She sees the gesture and raises a brow in challenge, “Don’t worry, hunter. I didn’t sink my teeth into anything other than a donation bag.” She pays no mind to his glare, instead removing the Heart of the Ocean from her neck.

When Y/n does this a new smell enters the room right as the unusual steady pacing of her heart stops beating. The aroma is overbearing with vanilla and lavender—even for those without an enhanced sense of smell. For the werewolves, they perked up as they had never smelled anything so delightful.

“You smell that?” Y/n closes her eyes as she drops the necklace into the other pocket.

“Yeah.” Scott takes another waff of the scent, turning to her only to draw back in surprise when she opens her eyes to reveal deep red eyes replacing the color they once were. The lights from above almost made them glow. “Woah.” From behind Scott the others react to the changes of Y/n’s appearance.

Stiles and Isaac had to do a double take to make sure what he was seeing was real. Lydia and Allison shared a glance, both shuddering when Y/n made eye contact with them. Chris straightens his posture again, only amusing the vampire and Peter appears rather intrigued.

“Vampires have to lure their prey somehow,” She starts to explain. “It’s stronger for you wolves, but even you who are not are drawn by it. Makes you want to get closer, huh?” Y/n steps away, moving towards Deaton who reappears after going to the back closet to retrieve an object resembling a goblet.

“I can’t hear your heart anymore,” Scott’s tone is laced with confusion at the sudden decrease of heartbeats in the room.

“You never did. It was an illusion from the glimmer—so any creature I come into contact with would think I’m human. My heart stopped the night I turned,” the smirk she wore fell to a tight frown, “it won’t ever beat again.”

An eerie silence fills the room, her words lingering in the air. No doubt causing suspicion now that they were aware Y/n could lie and they would have no way of knowing. She could’ve been lying about everything honestly. Now they were left to wonder if any of what she said before was true.

But why would she lie? She’s made it awfully clear of her resentment for Sebastian.

The attention goes to Y/n as she removes the scalpel from Deaton’s tray and raises it to her palm. “W-what—what are you doing?” Stiles nearly gags when the skin breaks and a dark liquid like blood flows from the wound. It spills into the goblet, where a smell that could only be described as death replaces the once vanilla aroma. Deaton begins stirring the substance with a spoon while Y/n explains.

“As I’ve mentioned…” The cut disappeared without a trace not a second after Y/n lifted her hand away from the goblet. “I haven't used my power in ages—and while I fed earlier it may not be enough for it to be at its full potential. So to do this I need to remove any mental barriers from your mind.”

“And we have to drink your blood for it to work,” Peter rolls his eyes at how ironic it sounds, “how fitting.”

Y/n narrows her eyes at the man, “If you’re worried about it becoming a vampire you need not to worry. There’s no venom—that only comes from a bite. Sound familiar?” The air becomes thick and Scott moves between the two when Peter's eyes flash blue.

“What’s it going to do, Y/n?”

The vampire takes the goblet from Deaton, passing it to the teenager first, “Open your mind. To do so my blood is mixed with decade old sap from the Nematon and a rare form of wolfsbane. You’ll feel some discomfort,” she points out when all the wolves instantly become hesitant at the mention of wolfsbane, “but it won’t kill you. I need your mental state to be vulnerable. Ignore the smell—I know it’s revolting but it’ll taste like dry, bitter wine.”

Scott stares at the goblet before taking it in his hands. Inside the contents was a dark liquid with a smell that made him want to gag. He couldn’t help but ask Deaton, “You’re sure about this?”

“I’ve never worked with this before but I know someone who has. It’s potent but short lasting and won’t affect you once it’s out of your system in a few hours.” Deaton gives a look of assurance, “You might feel a pressure in your head that’s like a headache.”

Y/n adds on to the vet, “that’s so show your mental walls are dropping. But like your emissary said it’s temporary. Allowing me enough time to show you my memories in the form of illusions. But I must warn you all,” she pauses to glance at each of them. “My illusions are like vivid dreams. Where it feels real. Your body will remain paralyzed here, but your mind will be somewhere else. Not only will you see what I have to show you,” Y/n’s entire demeanor becomes serious once more. “You’ll be able to hear everything. Feel everything. The sun's rays. The cool breeze. The freezing waters…..It will be as though you’re experiencing it in real time.”

There’s a pause, letting the reality sink in on what the vampire was implying. “My question is….are all of you wishing to see what I have to show you? Now is the time to step out if you’re having second thoughts.” When no one objects, despite all looking relatively nervous, Y/n clasps her hands in front her. “Well, Scott, start us off.”

“We all have to drink it?” Stiles cringes when he’s passed the cup, Scott letting out a gag after the taste hits his tongue. Y/n smirks as she nods.

“Unless you would like to sit this out, Stiles, then yes.” Groaning, the teen plugs his nose and takes a swig before handing it to Isaac. Even after taking several gulps of water the awful taste of iron and wood remained.

One by one each person took their turn of downing the potion, with Deaton as the last one to do so. Within seconds it took effect, the most notable sign being the headache forming. Then a light feeling started to swirl all along their body. Like they were on cloud 9.

“Is this what it’s supposed to feel like?” Derek moaned, squinting when the light suddenly started to become brighter.

“You’ll get used to it in a moment,” Y/n’s closes her eyes, taking a deep breath despite not needing one. It was mostly to calm her nerves as she allowed the memory dug deep within her mind to surface. A moment later the warmth of the sun hit her skin. The smell of fresh paint and sea salt filling her nose. And the sound of a ship's whistle and people shouting echoed in her ears.

The others gasped, making Y/n open her eyes where she found them all, mouth agape and eyes bulging as though they couldn’t believe what they were seeing, staring at whatever was behind her. And when she turned around, Y/n’s lips curled up into a sad smile.

Seeing the ship of dreams again after decades filled her with an emotion she couldn’t describe—she couldn’t imagine what the pack were thinking. Probably wondering if it was a dream and they’d wake up any second. The memory was as clear as the day it was made—everything around them was exactly like it was that bright sunny Wednesday afternoon.

It was like they traveled back in time to April 10th, 1912.

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Protectors- magic bullet

Derek hale x reader

Hi ok so this took so long to wright omg, anyway I hope you like it there's not a lot of moments between Derek and reader but I added a more at the end

Ps (Her healing looks much like Derek’s except the color.)

Y/n stood behind Derek as he bent down looking at a drop of blood. “Do you know whose it is?” She whispered, bending down behind him. “No, it’s like the scent is covered” he whispered back. The pair heard something causing them to look around on high alert. Y/ns senses were more heightened than Derek’s in times like these. Y/n turned her head forward seeing the alpha climb the side of the building across from them. Seeing this she sprinted towards it assuming Derek was right behind her, she was right. She knew when she saw Derek running right beside her jumping over objects trying to catch up to the alpha. They climbed to the roof of a random building and Derek sniffed the air trying to catch its scent while y/n tried tracking its energy. Y/n jumped to the next roof about to start running after the alpha again but before she could a gunshot rang through the air causing her to turn to where the sound came from only to see Derek fall back and off the roof. Y/n quickly ran to the edge of the roof and muttered a spell to somewhat break his fall.

Once y/n saw that he was on the ground and alive she jumped off the roof using the same spell she used on Derek to break her fall. Once she landed she ran to Derek who was perched up against a random building. “Damn it Derek” she whispered shouted as she reached him falling down to her knees lifting up his sleeve to see the bullet wound letting out some sort of a blue smoke. Derek’s face winced in pain as he leaned his head back against the building. “Here let me try and take some of the pain” she whispered, grabbing his arm but before she could mutter the spell Derek’s other hand slapped hers away “no don’t you're gonna use too much energy.” He huffed out. Y/n looked at him as if the was the dumbest thing she had ever heard “you do know it is my job to protect the people I live and you are at the very top of the list right?” She asked before putting her hand right back in the place it was causing him to glare at her. “Glare all you want to wolf man we’re not leaving until you let me take some of your pain away” she said muttering a spell causing her eyes to glow the vibrant purple and purple lines began to flow up hers and Derek’s arm. His tense body relaxed at the feeling of relief. “Come on we gotta go before whoever shot you comes to finish off the job” she said before helping the wounded werewolf up.

Time skip————

It is now the next day school had just let out and Derek and y/n met at the back of the school. “So did you find him?” She asked Derek who was very ill looking. He leaned up against the school building “no” he huffed “did you?” He asked. Yn sighed worried “no but I did find out he’s going out to Allison’s today, she may have the bullet in her house, considering Kate’s here” she mumbled the last part but she knew Derek heard her. “What?” His head shot up at this. “Oh nothing, just your physic ex-girlfriend is in town. No biggie” y/n sassed finding her nails interesting. She then shook her head and helped Derek up as he now could barely walk without any assistance. “Whatever we’ll talk about this when you're not on the brink of death, plus school just let out so they should be in the parking lot” she said. When they reached the Parking lot they stopped right in the middle of the road when Derek unexpectedly collapsed bringing y/n with him. She heard a tire screech and a ‘Jesus these guys are everywhere’ coming from inside she immediately knew it was stiles and she let out a breath of relief. “Der you gotta try and control your shift if not that then your eyes” she whispers as Scott and stiles came running from beside stiles jeep “what are you doing here” Scott asked. “I was shot” Derek said, breathing heavily. “He’s not looking so good dude” stiles says to Scott

“He can't, I've been trying to heal him all night, it was a different kind of bullet” y/n spoke up from behind him. She was behind Derek keeping him upright. “A silver bullet?” Stiles asked, leaning forward a bit. “No you idiot” “wait, wait, that’s what she meant when she said you have 48 hours” Scott said in recollection. “Wha- who said that” y/n asked, her voice stern. “The person who shot him” Scott replied. Before y/n could say anything Derek’s body tensed and his eyes shifted again. Scott looked around in panic “what are you doing stop that” he said. “That’s what I’ve been trying to tell you, I can’t” Derek growled. “Derek, get up” Scott commanded. People around them started to get impatient honking their horns ready to leave the school.

Stiles helped Scott lift Derek off of y/n and put him in stiles jeep. Y/n grabbed Scott’s arm “Scott I need you to find out what bullet she used” y/n commanded voice stern. “How the hell am I supposed to do that?” Scott asked. Derek spoke up from the jeep “she’s an argent, she’s with them”. Scott looked at Derek “why should I help you, y/n I’d help but why you?” He asked. At this y/n pushed Scott’s shoulder back becoming defensive “because you need him I can only teach you so much, but if he dies, I will kill you myself, and it will be a slow and very painful death” she threatened. “Find the goddamn bullet” she ordered. Scott looked at her for a second “fine, I’ll try”. At this y/n smiled and patted his shoulder muttering ‘good choice’ and got into the jeep and stiles took off. Stiles drove impatiently as he called Scott repeatedly. He turned to Derek “hey- try not to bleed out on my seats okay? We’re almost there”he says. Y/n perks up at this and Derek asks the same question she was about to ask “almost where?”. Stiles sighed and looked at y/n through the rear view mirror and said “to your house”. “What no you can’t take me there” Derek says. At this y/n looks at him in confusion “wha- I can’t take you to your house?” Stiles asked as if he had just heard the dumbest thing in the world. “Not if I can’t protect myself” he said “umm excuse me?” Yn spoke up from the back “I can’t leave you to protect us both y/n” Derek says rolling his eyes “hun I’m literally made to protect multiple beings at once… it’s my job, but if it makes you feel better fine” she mumbled the last part.

Stiles speaks up from the driver's seat aggravated “so what happens if Scott doesn’t find your little magical bullet hmm? Are you dying? '' he said, waving his unoccupied hand. “No I have a last resort” he said. This was news to y/n so she leaned forward “care to fill me in on it” she asked as Derek pulled up his sleeve. Upon seeing the wound stiles gagged in disgust turning the car engine off “oh my g- is that contagious? You know what you should probably just get out.” He said disgusted using his arm to cover the view of the wound. “Start the car” Derek growled. “I don't think you should be barking orders with the way you look, okay? In fact, I think, if I wanted to, I could probably drag your little Werewolf ass out into the middle of the road and leave you for dead.” Stiles threatened with a boost of confidence. Y/n sat back entertained by her boyfriend and brother bickering with each other. “Start the car or I’m gonna rip your throat out… with my teeth '' Derek threatened. Y/n almost laughed out loud at the look on stiles face as he cranked up the engine. Y/n sat for a second before a sharp pain pierced her brain causing her to let out a gasp and pulled into a vision.

“Y/n” she heard her voice being called as she looked at her surroundings but she couldn’t see anything just plain white. “Who’s there?” Y/n said taking a defensive stance ready for anything. “Calm down child” the voice said. “Who are you? What do you want from me?” She asked. “Y/n I’ve been waiting to speak with you, your mind is very strong” the voice said. “Yeah it’s like that for a reason, who are you?” She asked again, still looking around, “I don't have a lot of time, your mind will only allow it for so long, listen, protect those around you. But don’t get pulled into ill intentions.” The voice said. “What the hell does that mean?” She asked. “Language” the voice said slightly louder. “Sorry?” Y/n said. “What does that mean? Who around me has ill intentions.” She asked. “Don’t let the need for power cloud your judgment” the voice said. Y/n shook her head confused just as she was about to ask another question she was pulled out of the vision

When she opened her eyes she saw stiles pulling into the animal clinic, “what the hell are we doing here” she asked. “Scott told me to take you here, never mind that, what the hell happened to you?” Stiles asked. “A vision?” She replied looking down thinking about what the voice said . “You get visions?” He asked surprised. “It’s been a long time since I’ve had one but this one was different” hearing this Derek turned to her and asked “different how?” before she shook her head dismissing what he had just asked and got out of the jeep and helping Derek out and into the vet.

Once settled Derek took his shirt off making stiles Gag once again at his wound “okay, you know, that really doesn’t look like anything some echinacea and a good nights sleep couldn’t take care of” he said covering his view of the wound y/n was looking around for anything that could possibly help Derek “if the infection reached his heart it’ll kill him” she said opening a drawer filled with herbs. “Positivity just isn’t in your vocabulary is it?” He asked exasperatedly. “If he doesn’t get the bullet in time- last resort” Derek said, looking like a small gust of wind could knock him out. Y/n turned towards him still not aware of this “last resort” so she asked “you ever plan on letting me know what this ‘last resort’ is?” While folding her arms. “What she said” Stiles said, mentioning to the girl behind him. Derek pulled a tool out and placed it on the table “your gonna cut my arm off” he huffed. At this the two groaned stiles in distress and y/n in annoyance.

“What if you bleed to death” y/n heard a very faint heartbeat getting louder. She walked out of the room and to the entrance of the clinic she saw Scott on his bike. At the sight y/n let out a breath of relief abt he had been holding in since Derek had been shot but she was still afraid that it wouldn’t work. Scott jumped off his bike and ran through the door of the clinic “Y/N? STILES?” He yelled y/n grabbed his arm and pulled him into the room where stiles was holding the tool to Derek’s arm “I leave for five seconds!” Y/n yelled, taking the tool from stiles. Stiles sighs in relief “oh thank god” he says “you just prevented a lifetime of nightmares”.

Derek looks at Scott “did you get it?” He asked and Scott pulls out a bullet and gives it to Derek who immediately it’s the tip off and pours the gunpowder on the table before collapsing to the ground. Y/n ran to Derek's side and stiles to the other “oh god is he dead” stiles yelled in distress. “No he passed out you idiot” she said, placing her hand on his chest to send a to his heart hoping it would wake him up and it did. Derek sat up immediately and stood up using the table to keep himself stable. He grabbed a lighee and put the flame up to the powder and blue smoke evaporated from the powder making the powder now available to heal Derek so he took it in his hand and put it into his wound making him from to the ground writhing in pain while shifted. Y/n found the sight hot but she wouldn’t comment on it… right now.

After about seven seconds Derek was finally healed and the color returned back to his face. When y/n saw that he was completely healed she went to hug Derek but Scott cut her off ranting about Allison and the argents making y/n roll her eyes and groan “am I ever gonna get my boyfriend back to myself” she mumbled leaving the two. Stiles followed behind the girl and asked if she needed a ride soon after hearing Derek was taking Scott somewhere. The girl took his offer and let him drive her home where she waited about an hour for Derek to return.

Y/n was standing in the mirror when Derek entered the room sighing. “You left” he said. “Yeah well you had a date with Scotty boy and I was tired so…” she replied turning towards the man “a date huh?” He teased grabbing her hips pulling her closer to him smirking. “Yes, a date” she said, biting back a smile. They stared in each other's eyes for a second before Derek leaned down and kissed y/n softly. She bought her arms to wrap around his neck kissing back. He pulled away, putting his forehead to hers. She smiled looking into the green eyes that she had grown to love so deeply “I was really worried you know” she said. “I know, but I also know that you won’t let anything happen to me” he said, meaning every word. And he was right, y/n would give her own life to save anyone she loved, especially him. “Let’s get some sleep, after you take a shower because you stink, stiles wasn’t lying” she said the last part before running out of the room knowing the mention of stiles aggravates Derek because in his words ‘I have had enough of stiles for a lifetime’. About an hour later Derek entered the room with his hair wet and in sweats. “It seems like you’ve been shirtless all day.” Y/n teased. Derek payed down next to y/n “don’t act like you don’t like seeing me shirtless.” He said. “Oh no I love seeing you shirtless, you should have seen yourself when you were healing” she said, raising her eyebrows smiling. Derek turned towards her in astonishment “are you saying I’m hot when I’m in pain?” He asked smirking “whaaat nooo I would never” y/n said dragging out her words. “I was in pain y/n!” He said incredulously. “I know but I can’t help it… you were flexing your muscles and everything” she said sheepishly “go to sleep” Derek said still in disbelief making y/n let out a laugh. “Ok seriously I’m tired goodnight der” she said and he replied with a good night.

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Teen Wolf Masterlist

✧ Drabbles

“I want to go home to my wife.” Derek Hale X Fem!Reader

[amatchinwater]

It's getting to that time again! I wanted to get it made so that I can start planning and writing ahead of time. It made October a lot less stressful last year!

The ones with markings on them I already have an idea for or have been requested. (I'll update the card as needed for requests)

Feel free to send an ask to request one of them, lovelies! The ships I'll write for are in the tags 💚 if it's an x reader fic, please specify gender (I at least need afab or amab for smut purposes, please)

I've never written a Teen Wolf imagine before, but if you'd like to request one of those, feel free. (Stiles, Theo, Isaac, Peter, and Derek are who I'm confident I could write one for)

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[lost-in-beacon-hills]

Welcome to my ✨️unwanted✨️ Teen Wolf opinions (ship edition)

Top 10 worst (cannon) ships

10. Stiles X Malia

While I love all Stiles based ships this one is one of my least favorite cannon ships. Mainly because he was still in love with Lydia. They had deserved better. Especially when they ended things. It sucked the way it ended.

9. Scott x Lydia

While extremely brief i will count it as cannon. Not the worst combination but I'm very much a Skira fan. I actually very much love this ship. But cannon did it poorly. They just wanted tension between Scott and Stiles and Stiles and Lydia.

8. Jackson X Lydia

I genuinely believe that they were in love. I have a soft sport for both of them. But Jackson sucked for the first two seasons. I really wished Colton had been able to stay on the show longer. I KNOW the character development would have been immaculate. I love them but both as individuals. Them together is kinda toxic tho.

7. Jackson X Ethan

I feel cheated with this one. Everything happened off screen. You didn't get to see them even meet. I love the buildup most of all. I wish we had gotten to see more of Jackson. He was always one of my favorites.

6. Liam X Hayden

I didn't like Hayden. She didn't do anything wrong but it was one of those characters that came off as boring for me. It was hard to feel anything for them.

5. Peter X Melissa

Technically this was only a super brief date but I'll count it. I feel like there's much better companions for each of them. But they really could have played on it more. It would have been hilarious to have Peter and Scott fighting while Peter dates his mother. But ultimately didn't like them.

4. Chris X Melissa

I DONT LIKE IT. She deserved to be with the Sheriff. It was perfect friends to lovers. And it would have felt more full circle. Scott and Stiles finally brothers like they've always been. But instead they chose to make Scott's mom date his dead ex's dad. It's a little too weird.

3. Derek X Julia

Derek makes bad choices. We know this. He really needs to unpack his trauma. :(

2. Derek X Kate

This is not Derek's bad choice. It was Kate being manipulative and Derek's youth. But still my second most hated.

1. Scott X Malia

Now this is debatable. But this is the worst thing they've ever tried to give us. They had no chemistry. They didn't want to leave Scott without a romantic interest or "happy ending" so they shoved Malia and him together. Good in theory but it just felt so stiff. They were better as friends.

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[theheartbrokenones]

Chapter Two of Songs Of You (Trails & Tribulation)

Step one, you say we need to talk. He walks, you say sit down, it's just a talk, He smiles politely back at you. You stare politely right on through Some sort of window to your right.

Mason walked away keeping them in his sight as he calls one of their group. “ Hey, Mas is everything alright? ” He hears Corey voice and tries to let it soothe him. “N-no… No nothing is alright Core… Theo i-is in a coma, they lost him a few times.”

He could hear the others and someone crying, and another deeper voice with an accent in the background talking. “ Damn it… Look right now Denton is trying to do the riddle talk but he is willing to help us. Keep an eye on Liam, We will try to keep the others away. Should I send over anyone? ” 

Mason wasn’t sure, it wouldn’t hurt if they had an extra hand but at the same time what could they all do? They are just waiting here, The others are trying to figure out what is in the vial but not everyone needed to be there. God, he felt so damn tired and scared. “ Mas? You still there baby? ”

Mason took a shaky breath, “I-i don’t know god, I don’t know right now Cor. I keep hoping this is all a bad dream, that we will wake up passed out at Theo’s and he is looking at us with that exasperated look. That everything is all fine but it's not Cor… He might not wake up, and his body isn’t healing, and our only hope is for Denton to help us or something else…” 

He stops cause it feels like something is lodge in his throat, it was a sob he was fighting against. “ Mas we will find something anything to help him, we can’t lose any hope. We would do anything for him ‘cause he would do everything to save us, to help us. He didn’t have to, he didn’t know us or owe us anything but he did so we will do the same. ” 

Mason nodded before realizing he was on the phone, “Yeah you're right. I think you should send Josh and You. We might have company cause Mrs.McCall seen us and knows so that means the others will find out.”

He could hear something in the background and Corey voice becomes muffled for a minute. He was confused but he guess they were saying something, so Liam didn’t hear. Glancing over he could Liam just sitting now but looking at his hands.

He made a face, “Guys just get here I don’t want to try to deal with them by myself cause if Li becomes aware during them, I won’t try to hold him back.” With that he hangs up. Slowly making his way over to his friend, no words were spoken and even if there was Mason wouldn’t have been to say anything.

As he goes left, and you stay right, Between the lines of fear and blame you begin to wonder why you came. Where did I go wrong? I lost a friend Somewhere along in the bitterness.

Melisa knew deep down that something was off, she heard whisper arguments between Stiles and Scott for a while but she figured it was some supernatural thing and hadn’t wanted to drag her in. But now as she looked at Theo’s prone form on the Hospital bed hooked up to machines to help him breath, to LIVE.

She wonders if she should of press but she couldn’t believe this was from Scott or Stiles she helped raise her son and Stile since they were kids. But the memories of the Mason and Liam and their anger, the open honesty and pain. No one could fake that, she moves away pulling her phone out as she passed the nurse station she could hear them whisper about Theo with the concern. 

 “I heard he flat line on the table a few times and Dr.Greyer refuse to stop bringing him back…” 

“I know, I think the boy is friends with his son so it most of hit home for him.” 

She had to hurry away as her stomach clenched and she could feel bile rise up her neck. ‘ Please God…’ She hits call bringing the phone up listening to it ring. ‘Tell me It's not true…’ On the third ring her son finally answer.

“Mom is everything okay?” She smiled as tears gathered in her eyes hearing the open concern. “Yeah, But Scottie baby I need you to be honest with me. Is Stiles with you?” She swallowed the lump in her throat hands shaking as she leaned against the door to the bathroom. 

“Uh yeah, why?” She could see him doing that little head tilt. “Put me on speaker on need him to answer too.” She could hear some fumbling before hearing Stiles voice. “Scott, Stiles did you do or say anything to a boy Name Theo? Like attack him or bully him?”

“What no! Why?” Scott's voice of alarm but she could hear Stiles mumble something, “Stiles, did you? I mean verbal or physically bully Stiles? And be honest.” ‘ Please say no, please say no…’ 

Scott was still asking before going quiet. “Stiles!” She yelled thru the phone her nerves and patients running thin. “Maybe I don’t know, I didn’t physically touch him but I guess maybe verbally. Why?” Her heart clenched. 

“Cause he is in the hospital, from what I understand from Liam and Mason he attempted… he attempted Suicide and they are putting the blame on you two… Do you not understand how serious these accusations are? Dr.Greyer knows and he won’t hesitate to put these in a report and report this to the proper authorities and the others they don’t want you here.”

Everything was silent for a few minutes, “And the worst is his healing isn’t kicking in he flatline on the table a few time, he is in a coma now. So if you dare try to say he is faking it. I swear to god I will ban you from my house and right my own report and Scott we are having a long talk when I get home because I am now incline to believe those boys.”

With that she hung up, she felt more drain sliding down the door bowing her head. “God where did I go wrong? I never thought I would be here.” She wanted to cry, to deny that her son and his best friend did this, to hide it or get Dr.Greyer to not put it in his reports. “God does John know?” 

She scrolls through her phone before finding his name she hesistated before calling. “Mel, thank god I’m heading up to the hospital is the boys okay?” His panic breathing as he rushed his words. “Y-yeah the boys are fine but John you are not gonna be able to work on the case…”

She never wanted to be someone else more than this moment. “Why, what's wrong?” She slowly stood back up, her bones popping. “Because this case is going to blame your son and Scott. There will no hiding it either, I can’t say anything else John. I have to go back to work.” 

It was a weak excuse but a valid one. She hung up before he could say anything and left the bathroom. She walked past the Nurse station and glanced at Theo room. Liam was holding Theo hand running his finger over his knuckle, Mason was on Theo other side and what looked like Corey and Josh if she wasn’t mistaken standing nearby.

She held back hear gasp seeing Liam lean over kissing Theo forehead. “So sad, isn’t it? I hear they had just got together on the kid birthday and then this?” She almost jumped, looking to her left she saw Amanda standing next to her looking sadly at the kids. “Where did you hear that?”

She couldn’t help but ask, “Oh um I happen to overhear the kid telling his friend when I was checking Theo that's the kid name. I know we aren’t supposed to ease drop but it is so sad The other was going to take Theo out on a date he had it planned. He is blaming himself for not seeing the signs. I-i know how that feels my little sister did the same thing I think before I leave want to give him some advice she gave me.”

With that Amanda walked away being paged away, Melisa looked in the direction of Theo’s room one last time and walked away feeling even more sick. 

Liam was holding Theo’s hand, the other was always colder than him but this time his hand felt icy, ‘ Like he is dead .’ He tried to banish the though but seeing Theo hooked up to all these machines to help him didn’t help it. “Baby please open those pretty eyes.” He whisper holding his hand tighter, he tried to take his pain, but there was nothing to take. 

It was funny, in a morbid way to learn that someone in a Coma couldn’t feel pain. Mason was on his phone his brow frown showing he was in deep though. “Hey it says here that there is a study that if he hears the voice of those he loves it could help him!” He looked up showing his phone. 

“And they even suggest some music so if we all keep taking turns talking to him or playing music that it might bring him back or help him find his way back to us!” Corey and Josh looked at him in confusion while it gave Liam some hope. “Do you think it will work on our kind?” Josh asked, his voice was raspy as if he had been screaming nonstop. 

“It’s worth a try, until we can figure out what was in the bottle than we can try everything.” Mason stood up walking closer to Theo. “Hey T, it's Mason you gave us a hell of a scared but when you wake up we are having a serious talk. But that can wait for when you are better.”

The room fell silent all wondering how they could of been so blind to miss the signs, how they could of saved a life when they thought it was alright.

 And I would have stayed up with you all night had I known how to save a life.

Everyone was silent at the McCall house after Melissa hung up. Lydia thought about the few times she wanted to scream what felt like a few hours ago but they stop before they slipped past her lip. Kira was feeling more and more uncomfortable, her scent filling the room.

Stiles and Scott were looking at each other, neither was to sure. They both knew logically that Mrs.McCall wouldn’t lie about something like this but they never thought that something like this could happen. Scott shifted from one foot to the other, “We should go… See if there is anything we could do.” 

“Did you miss the part where your mom said that the others don’t want us up there? Or did you purposely ignore that?” Lydia spoke using Kira to help her stand. She was done and tired of this charade, she should of said something before ‘ Better late than never. ’

“Come on Lyd their kids, besides we should see this could be Theo faking or maybe he got attack by some hunters either way we-” His face was flung to the side from how hard we were slapped. He didn’t feel the pain more so shock at being hit.

“You stop right there, Stiles! This!” She waved her hand to show something but he couldn’t see what.

“This is what got us all in this mess! I get, or maybe I don’t, but ever since you were possessed by the Nogitsune you have been so damn paranoid and untrusting! I am sure if Kira had joined us after that you wouldn’t treat her as badly as Theo!”

She then turned raising her hand as if she was going to slap Scott next. “And You! You haven’t help either you act like you trust or care but you don’t try to stop him! You wait until the damage is done at least I can say I tried! I tried to stop him. Rail in his paranoia, Kira is new she doesn’t know what she can or can’t do but even she has pointed out things.”

She took a deep breath shoulder shagging, hand falling to her side. “Honestly I rather face what I've done than pretend I didn’t. I am no better than either of you but at least I am not being ignorant. I’ve heard the whisper, we changed but not for the better. Call me when you're done being a moron.”

With that she and Kira left, getting in Lydia car. “Where are we going?” Kira whispered looking at the other girl, who had tears in her eyes, face flushed from yelling and now holding back sobs.

“The hospital, I wasn’t kidding I have heard whispers and I have a feeling this isn’t going to get swept under the rug. If we get in front of it we can try to do damage control.”

Let him know that you know best 'Cause after all, you do know best. Try to slip past his defense without granting innocence.

Stiles was pacing as Scott looked on in a confused puppy way. Or maybe it was him still in shock like his mind couldn’t comprehend what was going on. “Fuck, fuck if he did… What if Lydia is right…”

Stiles was muttering to himself, he didn’t want to believe, he couldn’t believe. But deep down he knew he was fucked up from the Nogitsune. He didn’t trust Theo but he could forgive others and learn to trust him. Hell he trust Deucalion than he did Theo and there shouldn’t be any reason he didn’t Theo hasn’t done anything wrong.

Maybe it wasn’t paranoia that was the issue but the fact that Theo eyes reminded him of something and the way he act but he couldn’t place. He isn’t sure, but the fact was that he might not get to fix his problem and this was not one he could ignore until it goes away. He chanced a look at Scott to see his brows frowned and lips set in a thin line and it looked like he was comprehending, and the shock was clearing away.

“Scottie we should try to see him.” Stiles got out, his hands shaking but he tried to mask it by running it thru his hair. “I think it is best to see him with our own eyes, we could sneak into the hospital when the kids are gone.”

Scott looked at him unsure, he wants to respect the wishes but something in him needed to see Theo. To make sure he was still here physically with him, that his heart was still beating. To feel his pulse beat under his touch.

His stomach rolled as he wonder where these feelings were coming from he never felt this for Allison or anyone else. Yet Theo since he has been here his wolf been pawning and ramming itself at the cage he put it wanting to be near Theo to protect him keep him by his side.

“I don’t know Stiles, the others… They have made it clear that they don’t want us there and to be honest what right do we have? If he did do this because of us.” Stiles recoiled because he could hear the Because of you . “Then we shouldn’t and what if there is someone there like Corey he can go invisible. I doubt they would leave him unguarded. They probably are prepared for something like this and really do you want to deal with pissed off were-shifters?” 

Stiles frowned before thinking that was true, but he needed to see for himself, to appease the part of himself that he was right that he couldn’t be wrong. But there was nothing to prove, Theo had come out innocence and he targeted him with his silver tongue cutting into his defense where it would bleed.

“Still we should at least check on him and see if we can help. He should of healed and it's not normal for were-shifter to slip into a coma. Maybe Derek knows or at least Peter.” Stiles mutter, head bowed in defeat. Lydia and Scott were right and yet all his emotions and feelings were jumble, he felt like everything was unstable again.

“We will call them then and only then we might go see him.” Scott place a comforting hand on Stiles shoulder before passing him to go to the kitchen.

Lay down a list of what is wrong The things you've told him all along and pray to God he hears you and I pray to God he hears you.

Liam wasn’t sure how he ended up here but he knew the others forced him out saying to wash up and get changed. That they could handle watching Theo for a while, but here he was cleaned and standing in a church. He hasn’t been to one since he was Nine.

He looked around the old church, the feeling was still the same warmth but absent was the best way to describe it. He walked to the podium that held candles some lit but most unlit. He grabbed the box of matches and flicks it the sparks, the sizzle, the burst of heat. He could only see Theo each memory flicker before settling on the way he found him. 

He brings the watch to a candle before getting down to pray, begging anyone that could hear him to please don’t let him loose the other. He knew he fell for day for Theo when they met, it was why he stuck close to him. He was working up the courage to ask him when Theo kissed him.

If he knew what he knew now he would of just taken the other and ran to take him anywhere but here. “I don’t want to know what it's like without him here and I don’t want to learn.” He whisper feeling the tears burning his eyes.

He could remember how him and the others would argue and fight with Stiles and the others, showing proof that Theo wasn’t anything that Stiles though he was. How Malia would be close to attacking, Mason shouting with righteous anger and how he be close to exploding.

They would do it when Theo was out with one of the others, even tho Theo would say it didn’t bother him they knew it did. Everything Stiles would list they would have something to counter it but it never went anywhere the other too stubborn. Scott doing nothing but trying to play devil advocate and Lydia would nod and side with them but it did nothing in the end.

He felt himself getting angry and he knew it would do no one any good but right now he rather feel the anger than this pain. The memory of Theo flashed before his eyes and his words echoing. “ If you could have one wish, what would it be? ” 

He could of sworn he felt Theo arms wrapping around him from behind, the soothing scent that always seem to relax him was faintly there and the brief kiss he felt place on his head. “To have you here with me…” He whisper looking around but no one was there, he bowed his head the anger long gone replaced with the pain.

He ended up leaving pulling his phone out, his home screen was a picture that Hayden had snapped. It was Liam giving Theo a piggyback ride because he somehow hurt his leg, Liam had said something that had Theo laughing head thrown back and it caused Liam to smile in the picture. 

He could remember that day it was one of the few that the puppy pack had got Theo to come hang out away from the town. They listen to Josh, who found a place for them to hang out and Theo relaxed with each mile they got further from Beacon Hill. 

They had fun roughing housing and being the kids they couldn’t be here. Josh challenge Theo to a contest which caused Theo to get hurt but he laughed it off, eyes wide and excitement in the air. Liam rolling his eyes but smiling and carrying Theo around even when he was healed because Theo never told him to stop rather going along with it.

He looked up to see his Mom there standing by her car. “Mom…” His voice cracked and she smiled sadly, she adored Theo. She and her husband knew the minute Liam came home talking about the boy that their son was in love.

Liam rushed into her arms and sobbed crying out his pain, hurt and worries just holding his mom. She held onto him blinking her tears back because both her boys were hurting and she knew her husband was also hurting as well. She needed to be strong for all three of her boys and when she was alone she could break but for now she was the shield they need.

‘Please don’t take his sunshine away.’

And where did I go wrong? I lost a friend Somewhere along in the bitterness. And I would have stayed up with you all night Had I known how to save a life.

Derek was laying in bed when his phone rang, he felt something was off but pushed it off. He was leaning to grab his phone when he pause hearing a knock on his door. He sniffed the air and made a face but it was Uncle, but he smelt distress and anger.

“Derek answer the door I know you are awake. Don’t you dear answer that call!” Now he knew something was truly wrong, normally he would ignore his uncle but the way he was talking made him pull his hand away from his phone and roll out of bed.

He padded his way to his front door, only to be shoved out of the way. He raised a brow but watched how his uncle who usually is pulled together pace his living room floor. He could hear Cora stirring upstairs in her own room.

Derek had a feeling this was going to be a long night already.

As he begins to raise his voice, You lower yours and grant him one last choice. Drive until you lose the road Or break with the ones you've followed.

David was grateful to see his wife and his son cleaned up. Pulling Liam back into a side hug when he sees John stepping out of the Elevator with a few Deputies. “Liam why don’t you go sit with the others.”

He didn’t want his son to hear any of this and hoped the machines would mask the conversation. “Wh-.” He knew Liam smelled the other, baste on the rigged form he took and the shake of his fist.

“Go.” He pushed his son and stood to bloke John from seeing his son, Jenna must have understood and stepped up next to him. Her usually happy smile and bright eyes were gone, there stood the fierce and independent woman, who could bend a court to her will.

“Hello Sheriff Stilinski, I wasn’t notified that you arrived. If you would just follow me to my office.” He glanced back thankful to see Liam gone. “Oh Dr.Greyer there would be no need for that, one of the nurses informed us and they said it looked more like an accident. You know kids probably a trick or prank gone wrong.”

David, stilled looking at the man in front of him. He notice how the hard look in his eyes, but the sweat dripping down the side of his temple. The stiff upper lip and twitch in his hand like he wanted to ball his fist up. “With all due respect to the nursing staff. But I can tell you and even show you with other consulting doctors this is not an accident or prank. This is a Nineteen-year-old boy who is laying in the hospital with self-inflicted injury after being attacked.” 

He straighten his back and tilted his head staring the other man down as he felt his wife hand on his back giving him strength to continue talking over the other. “From what I understand from others Theo is a good kid, only has seven close friends. He is well like by teachers and most of the student bodies but he is being bullied. If you think I will change my mind you will find I won't, I know what those marks are and the sign.”

John eyed the man, eyes flickering behind him as if he was looking for Theo himself. He was very much like Stiles and right now the anger he usually kept under control not wanting to feed stereotypes was boiling under his skin. 

“Now if you would kindly follow me into my office or maybe you would like to question my colleges.” Jenna looked at her husband before stepping forward. “Maybe Sheriff, you know something we don’t. Maybe something personal?” 

Her smile was like a wolf, all teeth and eyes just as hard. Even though he was taller it was like she was staring him down, seeing all his secrets. “Now wait a min-.” 

Jenna held her hand up silencing him, she wouldn’t stand for someone to yell at her. “No you wait a minute, My son’s boyfriend! A boy I love like my own is laying in a coma. We can do this the right way or I can drown your department in legal papers after I am done Suing you, the school and anyone else involve.” 

John couldn’t speak, looking shock while David just smile. No one else knew that his sweet darling innocent wife is a Attorney. She could do most of her work at home, but there would be a time when she needed to travel but right now if she got her firm involved they would gladly take it.

With that she turned on her heels, looking at her husband, “I think we would like to go to your office now, Dr.Greyer.” He smiled nodding his head. “Of course follow me Attorney Greyer, Sheriff.” 

Hayden and the others showed up at Theo’s room looking more tired but cleaned up. “He said it would take some time to analyze the liquid, it's not something he is truly familiar with.” She manage to get out before falling into an empty seat.

Mason nodded leaning against Corey, they didn’t expect a miracle but it wouldn’t have hurt if there was one. ‘ Can’t we catch a break in this town.’  He closed his eyes not realizing he was falling asleep till Corey was shaking him. 

“Hey why don’t I take you home?” Corey whisper, Mason shook his head. “No, No I want to stay here.” He whisper back, in all honesty why he wouldn’t mind going home, he didn’t want Theo to be alone nor be left with the memories of today. 

The other’s shared a glance, for a moment they could all understand. No one really wanted to be alone right now. “I think we should go over to Theo’s to get it cleaned up for when he wakes up. Maybe just stay over so no one does anything.” 

Tracey suggested, it would give them something to do when they couldn’t visit and maybe they would find some more clues to save him. Or at least help them understand how they missed this.

They were all talking about it, when Liam enters the room. Josh took one looked and placed a hand on Tracey waist. “What’s wrong?” Everyone went silent, waiting for the answer before Liam could speak they caught a faint scent.

“What is it?” Mason asked looking at everyone tense body. “Mom and Dad are dealing with the Sheriff, he was asking Dad if he was sure Theo injury weren’t from an accident or some prank gone wrong.”

“You got to be fucking kidding me!” Tracey was trying to calm Josh down, but her own rage was causing her to partial shift. “I could get the fucking side injury but those on his arms are clearly self-inflicted.” 

It was clear what the Sheriff was trying to do, but they couldn’t let this be hidden. “I have an ideal but shoot it down. We not be able to fight him physically but we can make sure that everyone knows the truth.” 

Mason moved from Corey side, Holding his phone in front of him. “We can share it on every social media site. Snapchat, Insta, Twitter, and even Tumblr. Get the word out so they can’t hide it, get ahead of them from being able to form the narrative.”

Malia tilted her head while she was still learning she could get behind it, Liam tilted his head before nodding looking at Theo. “I just hope he doesn’t get to upset when he wakes up.” The fragile hope clear in his hope.

“If we are going to do this we need to hurry, I hear them getting heated and man Li I didn’t know your dad had a vicious side, but your mom is terrifying.” Corey tilted his head listening before shaking his head and pulling his phone out with the others.

“I know, that's why I try not to make her to upset.” They took pictures of Theo and did some tasteful filter before typing a message hinting at what happen, and carefully pointing out the cause without, out right saying whose to blame. It would take a while before it circulates through the student body and being shared. 

He will do one of two things, He will admit to everything Or he'll say he's just not the same.

Lydia and Kira manage to make it to the Hospital, they could see some chaos already going down. Cop cars in the parking lot along with some people outside. She frown when see realize some of them from their school.

Slipping through under the pretense of needing to get checked out they made their way through the hospital. Asking what room their friend was in, they begin making their way up the intensive care unit.

The more they got closer the more her stomach rolled. “Nothing good comes from this floor.” She mumbles under her breath, Kira looked at her in concern. 

“We don’t know that for sure.” She whispered back, holding Lydia hand tightly. She flash a reassuring smile, but Lydia couldn’t return it not with this feeling consuming her.

As soon as they got close to the door, it was like a scene from the movies where the people in the room turned their heads looking at them. Malia placed her hand down on Liam shoulder stopping him from getting up. She mutter something before walking out of the room. 

“What do you think you two are doing here?” She cut straight to the point, It was one of the things Lydia likes about her. “We wanted to check on Theo, a-and apologize.” 

Malia stared at them, there had been very few times Lydia had been uncomfortable and she could add this to that small list. “Why? Why now after everything? Why not before?”

Lydia looked at Kira before turning back to Malia. “We never agreed with Stiles and we tried to stop him and his behavior and even get Scott to agree. But today, today was too much for us. We were already planning on apologizing to Theo for this when we got the news.”

Malia frowned looking over her shoulder, She could hear the truth in her heartbeat but that still didn’t matter in the end not to any of them. But maybe it would help Theo, maybe if he knew that one cause of his pain was sorry and it wouldn’t hurt to have more help.

“Wait here.” With that she turned walking back into the room, it wasn’t her decision to make alone. “Should we?” She asked, there was no point in reciting as she knew they heard everything and someone would say something to Mason. 

“I say no, even if she is telling the truth it obviously didn’t have any effect.” Hayden growled softly, Tracey backing her up along with Josh. 

“I think we should, for Theo. If he heard her maybe he would be responsive plus maybe Kira mom could be of some use.” Mason threw his in, Malia nodded backing him along with Corey. 

Everyone turned to Liam who was holding Theo hand, he would break the tie. Whatever decision they would back him. He pressed his head against Theo hand trying to stay calm and think. “Let them… If they aren’t any help then we can ignore them. When Theo wakes up we can come to the choice if they can or cannot be around.”

He looked at them brows frowned, “But that doesn’t mean they are forgiven or to be alone with him. If they hurt him one more time that it.” Everyone nodded, they could see he wasn’t joking as he went to holding Theo hand to his head. Counting his heartbeat and listening to his pulse.

Malia went back out to let Lydia and Kira in, everyone kept their eyes on them and Liam as he tensed up but slowly relaxed enough focusing more on Theo to anchor himself.

“What can we do to help?” 

And you'll begin to wonder why you came, Where did I go wrong? I lost a friend Somewhere along in the bitterness. And I would have stayed up with you all night Had I known how to save a life.

Scott and Stiles slipped into the Hospital when they figure most have left, they had passed some of the cars that they knew belong to the pack. Still they knew it would be best if they avoided others just in case.

Scott made a face when, hearing some nurses talking about a boy in the ICU. Relaying the information to Stiles, they both agreed it had to be Theo. “I still feel we should wait.” Scott mumbles out as they moved into the elevator in time for some cops to round the corner.

“Come on Scottie, besides we can check on him. We can also make see if a hunter did anything to him.” Stiles tried to reassure him. Scott just made a face but agreed slowly relaxing. His phone vibrated in his pocket but he ignored it. Right now he didn’t want to deal with anymore problems, not after the disaster call they had with Peter, they only talked with him because Derek and Cora wasn’t answering them.

That and Peter had the most knowledge out of the group. ‘ Still we could of called Chris but… He would ask to many questions.’  

Scott sighed running a hand down his face and winced his head was hurting from fighting with his wolf since they heard the news, no he admitted to himself it's been fighting with him for a while. Maybe it knew something he didn’t but now it's just been worst.

They stepped out of the elevator once they were sure the cost was clear. Scott used his nose to search separating the scents till he found the scent of Theo mixed with the other packs. Following it, they stopped outside the door seeing Theo so pale and small in the hospital bed. Wrapped in bandages, connected to the machine.

He had a tube down his throat to breathe for him, his hair framing his face, long lashes that brush his cheeks. He didn’t move, or react if he knew was going on around him. He looked like he was asleep. 

“Sleeping beauty…” Scott looked at Stiles, but the other didn’t seem aware of the words that slipped out. Still as he looked back he could agree silently. Reaching out to open the sliding door, his fingers didn’t even brush against the handle before stopping hearing a crash down the hall.

“What the hell do you two think you are doing here?” Scott cursed silently as he looks, there standing in the hall was Liam, around his feet was some snack from a vending machine. 

“Fuck.” Scott agreed again with Stiles this was bad ‘cause Liam look ready to murder someone as his eyes flashed Gold.

Where did I go wrong? I lost a friend Somewhere along in the bitterness. And I would have stayed up with you all night Had I known how to save a life.

Brett was laying in his bed reading a book he needed for his paper in English when his sister barged into his room without knocking. Normally he would complain and maybe growl at her as a warning but he didn’t do that night. She looked stricken as she was holding her phone in a crushing grip he was surprised it didn’t break under her grip.

“Brett did you see?” Her voice was shaking as she didn’t take her eyes off her phone, her thumb scrolling as if she was looking at something. “See what?” He asked sitting his book down, looks like he won’t get to do his essay.

“Look at your phone, check either Snap or Insta.” He looked at her before shrugging and clicks the first app he saw, all over his feed was a post from Liam and his friend talking about some guy. He felt sick seeing the picture and others reposting and commenting and then he saw it each pointing a finger at Scott McCall.

Their pack had talked about possibly making an alliance with the Teen, but if what is said is true. Then maybe, they shouldn’t. But Brett couldn’t help but wonder, there had to be more about this situation than is letting on and one person he knew even if they didn’t get along wouldn’t lie to him about this. 

“Do you think it is true?” Lori asked him, he almost forgot about her, he looked up from his phone seeing the look in her eyes. “I do, but I also think we should get all the fact before saying something.” 

She narrowed her eyes at him, “How do you think we are going to get it? The others will be seeing this soon if they haven’t already.”  It was true they were working on limited time if they are seeing this and what looked like this was posted about a couple hours ago than they needed to do so fast.

“We will have to calm someone, see if they will tell us or meet up with us and explain everything. If it is true we will tell Satomi what we learned.”  Lori nodded slowly before looking back at her phone frowning. “Poor kid…”

He sighed knowing Lori is a bleeding heart at times, “We can visit if you want.” She flashed him a smile before turning only to pause only to shake her head and leave with a silent clink of the door shutting behind her.

How to save a life, How to save a life. Where did I go wrong? I lost a friend Somewhere along in the bitterness. And I would have stayed up with you all night, Had I known how to save a life.

Chris was laying back in his car taking a break as he was making his way to surprise his partner when his phone rang. “Speak of the devil.” He smirk hitting answer and speaker. “Hell-” Before he could finish he heard the angry growl.

He knew each one of Peter’s growl and sounds, this one was an angry but distressed Peter. “Christopher Jenson Argent, you best tell me the truth.” Peter growled lowly, he could hear the rustling as if he was moving. 

“Full name, okay what did I do?” He ran through a list, he didn’t forget any important dates, did he leave something dangerous out? Oh, shit did Peter find the little box? He made sure his heart didn’t change but he was looking around and feeling his pocket, he swore he grabbed it when he last visited.

“I don’t know, did you maybe tell or help the boys but a child in the hospital in a coma!” He paused, mouth pulled down as his brows frowned. “Come again?” 

He could hear Peter pause, as if listening before a small huff. “Stiles and Scott called me cause Derek and Cora wasn’t answering and gave me the most terrible lie mixed with truth. From what I could gather something happen and a kid Theo I think. He is in the hospital in a coma with his healing factor not working. But I also gather they had something to do with it both hearts stutter when they tried to deny it. But Scott not the brightest and Stiles might have needed help so I am asking you because they could of lied or stole from you.” 

Chris ran through his week, nothing was missing from his supplies, he didn’t get any strange text or call from the teens, but that wasn’t unusual per se. “No, look how about I turn around and head back. I know we planned for us to have a getaway but if they are involved then-” 

He was interrupted again this time he can hear some muffle voices, more than likely they were Derek and Cora. “No you are not going alone! Come get me I swear Chris if you leave me I will kick you to the couch. Look we are all getting pack so come get us.”

He smirked he knew it was a bold face lie Peter would kick him to the couch but would crawl on top to rest with him all while grumbling about the bed being cold. “Okay, I will get there fast and lets see what else we can gather while we drive. Derek see if you can find anything else out, Cora try to find information on the kid and Peter calm down.” 

Before his partner could say anything to him, he hung up and tossed his phone to the side, turning his car back on and merged back on the road. 

“What the hell is happening back in that town?” He mumbles, this was looking to be a headache.

Where did I go wrong? I lost a friend Somewhere along in the bitterness and I would have stayed up with you all night Had I known how to save a life.

Liam marched his way over to get them away from his Theo. Stiles moved a little behind Scott just encase this ended in a fight. “Liam, kiddo come on. We are allowed to check on pack mates.” 

Scott shot him a look before facing Liam, flashing his eyes at Liam but it didn’t seem to do anything more than make the other madder. “You never consider him that before and I know for a fact he didn’t feel like he belong! So, no you are not allowed.”

He wanted to punch that pale freckle face, he let a low growl as he forced his way between them and the door. He looked over at the desk seeing some nurses looking. 

Thankfully he knew they didn’t see the eyes, but he caught one and waved at them. He needed to stay in control for Theo. “Please call security they are not allowed anywhere near him!” Making Scott and Stiles jump. 

“No we are allowed! We are his childhood friends!” Stiles turned walking back to the nurses, but he hadn’t been here as long as Liam, most already knowing about his relationship with their patient, and thankfully it was Amanda. 

“Oh really then what is your name and I will check it against the list of allowed visitors.” She gave him a smile that appeared friendly, but her eyes gave it away, She didn’t trust him. Amanda had sat with him giving him advice in turned he explained everything that lead up to this point censoring out the supernatural portion of it. 

She was just upset with them as they were, marching into his father office ignoring the Sheriff and deputies slamming her hands down on his office. “I would like you to sign off on this so I can make a visitor list! I don’t want anyone that is not on that list to get to that kid, I will amend it if need be but I would have it ran by you before submitting it.”

Jenna smirked, she liked these women that ran the nurse nation. “Of course, draw it up and I will sign it when I am done.” Amanda nodded before turning on her heels and marched out. She had Liam sit with her, writing each name down on the allowed and not allowed list. 

After she gently kicked him out to make the poor boy get something to eat and drink after listening to his stomach growl for a few minutes. So when she heard Liam just now yell and lean over to see him standing in front of Theo door she knew these boys were trying to sneak in. 

She had Grace go ahead and call security and moved to into line of sight. “U-uh um I am Stiles Stilinski and he is Scott McCall.” He flashed her a smile, she pretended to look through Theo files looking at Grace to see her lay her hand down. 

Five minutes she can deal with five minutes. “Oh is he related to Nurse McCall?” She looked up to see him fidgeting and noting some bruising to the boy face, didn’t Theo have some defensive wounds on his knuckles? 

She looked at his file more thoroughly while listening. “Oh yeah that is his mom, hey Scottie come here.” She looked at the phone on the table three minutes. 

“I am sorry to say you two can’t go in your names isn’t on the list. While your mom and I are friends, that doesn’t mean I will break the rules.”

She pretend to give them a sympathetic look, while Grace hid a snort behind clearing her throat, she shot her girlfriend a look. She just looked at her with a raised brow before clicking something on the computer.

“Can you check again? I mean we are his childhood friends. We are just concern at the very least can you tell us anything?” 

She raised a brow not appreciating someone asking for information on a patient. “No, I can’t.” She smiled seeing her five minutes were up as Security rounded the corner.

 “Now will you leave my floor willingly or will these nice gentlemen need to help you?”

How to save a life, How to save a life.

Liam stood in front of the door till Stiles and Scott were out of sight, before relaxing. Amanda looked at him and he flash her a shaky smile still fighting his wolf but relaxed. “I will be right there Liam go sit with Theo.”

He nodded before going into the room and flops down in the chair that he claimed. “Hey T, I’m back. I don’t know if you heard what happened outside the door. I-i shouldn’t have said that should I?” 

He runs his hand through his hair feeling so tired and worn down. “But I couldn’t let them act like they cared and lie saying you were part of their pack when that isn’t true. They can’t act like you are pack when they treated you so badly.” 

“I don’t know what to do, T. I need you here because I feel like I am losing control. You usually know what to do or say.” He looked at Theo tracing his face with his eyes, only to stop when he hears some knocking on the glass door. 

Looking back he saw his parents and Nurse Amanda, understanding that it was time to go he stood up. Holding Theo hand in his, he leans down his forehead. “Love you baby, please come back.” 

As he pulled away he felt a soft twitch in Theo grasp barely there he looked down in shock but held it back. He wasn’t sure if it was his mind but he took it as a sign that Theo can hear him. He walked out the door. 

“Thank you again Amanda, make sure to write what happen and email it to me so I can use it later.” Jenna smiled as she wrapped her arm around her son. “Of course Mrs.Greyer anything I can do to help.”

With that they walked away, as soon as he steps outside his phone viberated. Pulling it out encase it was the others to only see a message from Brett Talbot on Insta messenger. 

‘ We need to talk. ’ 

Under the message was the post of Theo, he was to tired and ignored it for now. Tomorrow he can deal with it. Looking around to make sure he couldn’t see Scott or Stiles let alone scent them. He slides in his mom car closing his eyes he let his mind drift as she began to drive.

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Cosmic Chaos

Chapter 17

.→✒️:★: ͜͡✿͜͡ →. It was hell when i didn't write and post anything. This is the only good thing I have going on . Thought about focusing on studies but i couldn't writing these fic help me more than I can say .

Hope you have good reading as well ❤️.

Sheilla Bennett sits on the head of the table with steaming cup of coffee on her hands while her granddaughter bonnie sits across from her silent.

The sound of footsteps reaches their ear bonnie eyes watch you walk into the kitchen with lazily with bed hair that sticking everywhere yawing.

Feeling eyes on you and finally acknowledging the two women you glance and back and forth at them.

grams take a sip of her drink finally looking at you when the three was knock on the door “go it’s for you” she said calmly.

“okey” when you open the door and see stiles and scott standing already dressed to go school. “What are you guys doing here? I just woke up” 

Stiles give you nervous look “your grams called told us come early”

scott anxiously looks around “do you think she knows about everything?” he whispers leaning towards you.

“I do—”

“Let them in y/n” grams voice cut off you move away from the door letting them come in closing the door behind them you walk after them.

You three stands while grams and bonnie sits, grams eyes glaze over you three “So what’s going on with you three? And don’t lie I wanna end this quickly” she states crossing her arms.

You three looking at each other but doesn’t say anything grams sigh “well then answer me this. Why is there is werewolf after you three.”

Stiles eyes widen while you look down in shame you know better than hiding anything from grams scott feels like he might faint from the intense look she is giving you three.

Bonnie watches from the side she was told not to intervene until grams tell her too.

“The werewolf is the one behind the murders recently, isn’t it?”

You nod still looking down. “You know I can help you three” grams say making you all look at her “but I can’t unless you tell me the truth. It’s miracle that you are all alive I don’t know if you three are brave or stupid” she shakes her in disappointment.

Scott glance at his friends his eyes finding your face he knows that you’re not saying the truth because of him that you don’t want to expose him taking a breath he masters the courage looking at your grams “it was not their fault” he starts yours and stiles head turns to him he nods at you two “I was bit by an alpha and we were trying to find it so I can be normal. I didn’t even tell her but someone else did she wasn’t supposed be there” he admits.

Bonnie eyes widen at this looking at scott in disbelief you shrug at her.

Grams eyes shift towards you then to scott brows raised slightly “who told you finding your alpha can cure you?”

She stands up taking scotts hands in his “derek Hale, he is a werewolf too” scott said without hesitation stiles mouth curls at that.

Grams squeeze his hands “hon you can’t cure this, there is no cure” a gentle understanding smile on her lips.

A frown sets on all you three stiles’ fumes “oh my god. That guy is full of lies” he put his hands on his hips sighing he walks towards the fridge taking a bottle of juice ignoring bonnie side eye he gulps down the juice.

Why is he leing. What is he playing? You ponder. Scott looked like he would cry right there, you rub his back.

Grams sit down giving a judgmental look at stiles who still gulping down a whole bottle with no care in the world.

“Can you make me normal?” scotts asks grams with hopeful eyes.

Gram shakes her head that was enough to crushed “it is irreversible. I don’t understand why derek would lie when he knows that as well.”

Stiles scoffs “because he is self-centered assho---I mean jerk”   

“That mean I’m stuck like this forever?” scotts asks out loud.

You nudge your shoulder against his “hey, you got us all; we will help you. you’re not alone in this”

“Are you serious? He could kill you all” bonnie speak up making stiles choke on his drink.

Scott frowns at that understanding that what she is saying true but it hurts nonetheless and scott did try to kill you twice actually. 

You sigh “maybe, but scott still is my friend and I’m not leaving him alone in this” you state firmly looking at both her and grams.

“But y/n” bonnie look still unsure.

You smile at her “I will be, alright. We all, will be alright.” Stile’s nod agreeing with you taking a apple form the table taking a bite. “

“I know you won’t” grams said “now might be the time to tell me what you what you did back there”

Stiles perk up at this “oh, you mean the glowing thing right! but she is not witch, right? How did she do that?” stiles inch towards grams his eyes sparkling with curiosity. “Was her parents witch? Does being adopted into family with the heritage of witches’ grands her ability”

Grams eyes held uncertainty “No, her parents were normal people and no it does not work like that”

Stiles turn in his chair towards you “do you think you can do that again?” changing the subject quickly

You tilt your head looking down at your hands “I can try, I guess” trying to focus and do something like you did in shower but nothing happens.

Grams watches as you try, she truly amazed that whatever magic you have is well hidden, like it has its own mind.

Your face twitches in impatient as nothing happens “do something damnit” a snarl leave your mouth a you glare at your hands.

Suddenly a glow of red blast out your hands with explosive movement stiles duck when the blast comes out straight at him it hit the window blasting into pieces.

Bonnie and scott jumps in their place while grams calmly stand up feeling the magic that pouring down of off you.

Your mouth hangs open at the damage you caused hurrying towards the window “I did not want to do that” as you say more waves comes out but this time its green and the broken window starts to repair its self. The pieces floats and mind perfectly and everyone watch this awe.

“woah”

Grams touches the mist a spark of power runs down her body she closes her eyes and a everything fades away only a bright glow of red and orange light shine in the air and a figure manifest in the middle she try too look at the face the magic and something else beyond that overwhelmed her, squinting she catch the glimpse of the figure gasping when she sees your face iris that of orange flames wearing a crown on your head that has single blue stone on the center, a red full body suit with blue line on the front. You look so powerful the magic feels so powerful.

“Grams!” you shake her by her shoulder lightly bringing her back. “Where did you go?”

“Did you just have a premonition?” stiles eagerly ask  

Gram’s blink nodding she takes your hands in your “I never felt a magic like yours, I only heard about. Its chaos magic”

Your chest tightens as she spoke “is that a good thing?”

“Only time will tell”

You three sit silently on your way to the school stiles glance at his friends he leans towards you trying to say something but then he remembers scotts enhanced hearing ability.

How do I tell y/n that scott and Allison broke up

Your head whip towards him faces screaming what? Really when?

Stiles yelp at the sudden voice in his head, hitting the break making you all sway. “What the hell was that?” he eyes boar at you “how did you do that?”

“Stiles! What the hell?” scott frown at stiles sitting back on the seat while you sit there stunned.

“She was talking in my head!” he exclaims pointing at you. “I heard her voice in my head, but it not like when I dream her but she actually spoke to me, like telepathically”

“Wait! what you mean I come in your dreams?” you look at stiles with suspicion.

Stiles shrug his shoulder “it just seasonal. But that not point you just spoke telepathically”

“you guys always do. What’s the point?”

Stiles shake his head he turns your face to scott “Now do him, like you did me”

“The use of word disturbs me” you comment before looking at scott “stiles is right. can you think about anything”

Scott let a laugh but decided to humor you “alright”

“Allison.”  You answer

“love sick werepuppy” stiles whisper making scott glare at him while he gives internal pat for finding scott a new name. 

You sigh “I’m sorry about that though, she will come around don’t worry”

“I know, I’m not giving up on her” scott said with determination “okey, next one that was easy”

You nod.

He hums thinking stiles watches as his friends experiment your new found telepathic power.

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“Unicorns, I don’t know. I wouldn’t be surprised.” you answer scotts thought. 

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“I agree derek is asshole”

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Stiles cheers beside you.

“woah” scott face split into a grin.

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“Stiles is not delusional” scott raise an eyebrow at you “maybe a little bit”

“Hey!”

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“Mr. Harris does hate us for sure, but still you need to pass the exams scott”

stiles eyes lit up at that “wait, wait! You can read mind and have conversation- “

“I’m not telepathically telling you the answers. Don’t even think about”

Stiles mimic your words silently mumbling how you hate him secretly, you let him with smile on your face.

“It's just weird. Everybody's talking about what happened the other night, and nobody knows it was us.” Allison said as she walks in to the school with Lydia.

“Thank you for the Protection of Minors.” Lydia sarcastically said her eyes scan the crowd and finds you standing by your locker.

Lydia feet’s quickly takes her to you “you!” she exclaims making you turns to her with a surprised look at her sudden appearance “where were you last night scott said that they lost you half way”

“Good morning to you too, I’m fine thank you for asking” you shut the locker “that’s how you start a conversation, Lydia.” You nod at Allison beside her.

“Did you even know how traumatizing the situation is?” 

You face soften “I know. and I’m glad that none of you got hurt last night. Even jackson” you place your hands on her shoulder squeezing it gently.

You three starts to walks to class together.

 “Do you think I made the wrong decision?” Allison timid voice asks you sigh when you feel what’s she is trying to imply.

“About that jacket with that dress? Absolutely.” You close your eyes at Lydia remark

“You know what I mean.” She whines

Lydia scoffs at her “Hello? Scott locked us in a classroom and left us for dead. He's lucky we're not pressing charges, or making him pay our therapy bills... “

Allison eyes finds yours “hey, don’t worry about it. it was your decision to make. Do you wanna know what he said to me about this?”

She nods Lydia too seems to be interested. You give Allison a grin “he said he is not giving up on you. you know I’m not really expert in love but someone people are worth fighting for and for scott your worth all the trouble”

Lydia shakes her head at this even though on the inside she is yearning for something like that, Allison eyes held sadness and hope equally. 

“Anyway, pray to tell what you were doing last here, and where were you?” she asks you crossing her arms in front of her.

“Oh well, I was thrown into a room...” you trail off when you see Issac walking in “I gotta go, I’ll catch up with you guys later”

Leaving Allison and Lydia struck at how nonchalantly you just said what happened to you. “Did she just said she was locked up!”

“Hmmm..mmm yeah”

Issac smile when he sees you coming his way “hi”

“Hi, how are you?”

“I’m good” he answers timidly making you smile but it dims when you see bruise on his cheek.

“Did you get into a fight? Or did anyone give you trouble?”

He frowns at the question “what? no..” his voice was slow and weak.

You lift your hands Issac tens making you pause; your eyes held his wild eyes you point at his cheek where the bruise is “you got a bruise there. What happened?”

“Oh…oh that’s…. I think…. I fall from...my bike?” the words come out uncertainly

Seeing his tensed stance, you nod without voicing your suspicion giving him a tender smile “alright” you squeeze his shoulder with smile making him relax you grin when the bruise starts to disappear cheering yourself internally. “Try not hurt the pretty face of yours” a cheeky grin plastered on your face as you walk away.

Issac heart race his face flushing and stupid smile on his face as he watches you walk away. “Pretty…face”

 “We are watching his family's house. Maybe he'll wind up there? Give me a second—” Mr. stilinski ends the call when he sees his son.  “Don’t you have a test to get to?”

“What’s going on? Did you find Derek yet?”

“I'm working on it. You go take your test.” Mr. stilinski repeats

“All right, Dad, listen to me—”

“Go!”

“This is really important! You have to be careful tonight, okay? Especially tonight.” Stiles exclaims

“Stiles, I'm always careful.”

“Dad, you've never dealt with this kind of thing before, okay? At least, not like this.”

Mr. stilinski sighs “I know. Which is why I brought in people who have. State detective. Go take your test.”

Stiles nod once again checking the detectives before joining you and Scott .

 Stefan and elena glance at you when the three of you came in. bonnie hasn’t talked about the Salvatore brothers elena she wanted to see if elena would tell herself but seeing how elena and the Salvatore are acting it is mostly not going to happen until something bad happens and if any of them hurt bonnie like damon had done with Caroline, you don’t even fully know what he did to her. to sum it up you would eradicate him, no questions asked.

scott timidly try to talk with Allison but she stays silent Mr. Harris calls him he hands out the worksheet to everyone you

“You have forty-five minutes to complete the test. Twenty-five percent of your grade can be earned right now simply by writing your name on the cover of the blue book. However, as happens every year, one of you will inexplicably fail to put your name on the cover, and I'll be left yet again questioning my decision to ever become a teacher. So, let's get the disappointment over with. Begin!”

You were in the middle of criticizing the education system when scott who is on the left side of you starts to breath really heavily, he faces contorted like he is struggling to breath, his hands fisted around the paper crumbling.

You call him but not out loud making him turns to you, he nods and get out the chair fast you follow him not paying attention into Mr. Harris calling your names at the action stiles soon follow.

Scott enters the guy’s locker room sliding down on the floor you crouch down in front of him stiles beside you.

“Scott?”

“Scott! “You take his hands on yours

“I can't--

“What's happening? Are you changing?” stiles ask anxiously, you shake your head no.

 “No. No, I can't breathe.”  He panted out.

The blue starts to glow around you two making scott lean back stiles dazedly pulls out scotts inhaler 

“Here, use this.” He does without any protest the blue aura penetrate through his skin as he does a wave of calmness wash over him, around all of you.

“I was having an asthma attack?” he voices incredulously

“No, you were having a panic attack. But, thinking you were having an asthma attack actually stopped the panic attack. Irony...” stiles trail off touch the blue aura “by the way this is awesome.”

“How did you know to do that?”

Stiles says silent for moment “he used to get them when his mom passed away” you answer for him.

“I looked at her, and it was like someone hit me in the ribs with a hammer.”

“Yeah. It's called heartbreak-- about two billion songs written about it.” stiles said nodding.

“I can't stop thinking about her.”

“Well, you could think about this-- her dad's a Werewolf Hunter, and you're a Werewolf, so it was bound to become an issue...”

“That wasn't helpful.”

“Scott, I mean, yeah. You got dumped. And it's supposed to suck.” You added.

“No, that's not it. It was like I could feel everything in the room-- everyone else's emotions.” He explained standing up.

“It's got to be the full moon. So, we'll lock you up in your room later, just like we planned. That way, the Alpha-- who is your boss-- can't get to you, either.”

“Again, I don’t think its Alan.” You shrug your shoulders

“I think we need to do a lot more than lock me in my room...”

“What...? You mean, because if you get out, you'd be caught by Hunters?”

“No... Because if I get out... I think I might kill someone.”  Scott anxiously whispered.

You sigh “you won’t, we will help you don’t worry”

Stiles nod at your words “and now we have you rainbows shooting out of your hands. I’m sure we will be just fine. If scott tries to kill me you just blast him away a couple of yards” stiles flick his hands imitating you dismissing scotts offended look.

A laugh escapes you; things might not go as planned but if you got each other’s back, you all will be just fine.

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