This chapter is so short it's more of a preview. All!human Au. They're all about 24, except Allison whom is 25 and Derek who I'm leaving at 27. Unbeta'd.
Stiles grined at the young lady sitting on the love seat in his office as he put away some paperwork.
"Well Ms. Martin, it seems this will be the last time we see each other." The strawberry blonde stopped fiddling with her wavy locks and looked up at him with a cheerful grin of her own. "Not to say I didn't enjoy the experience but I'm glad it's finally come to an end." She breathed. Stiles's smile widened.
"I know. You've come a long way with your paranoia, your relationship with your husband is at it's best and you've become more social. You finally stopped hiding behind a mask. I'm proud of you Lydia." With that Stiles closed a small cabinet in his desk and clicked his blue pen open, while the red head looked down at her hands smiling shyly.
"All that's left is for me to sign the papers, but feel free to come to me if ever you need or miss me. I hope you've come to see me as more than a mere psychologist but as an actual friend." Stiles put pen to paper as he watched his now ex-patient nod her head. He finished and pocketed his pen, then looked down at his watch.
"Well, it seems our time here today is up. I hope to see you around." Lydia stood from her seat and crossed her arms.
"See yuh at six Stiles." She deadpanned. Stiles rolled his eyes at her and chuckled when she sent him a playful glare. He began to turn in his swivel chair as he watched her pick up her matching creme purse and blazer. Waving back at Stiles Lydia stopped at the door.
"Oh, and don't be an idiot by forgetting to bring the deck of cards and domino's again, got it? No one want's to sit around listening to Scott's stupid stories about the dumb shit you guys did in high school." Stiles jerked his hip and brought his chair to a halt.
"And to think we almost got through that all professional like, you should show me some more respect. I know all your secrets." He smiled eviley and raised a brow at her. Lydia merely scoffed and flipped a loose strand of hair.
"Please, as I told you during our first week together hun, you spill my secrets I spill your guts." Stiles felt his throat go dry and gulped.
"Buh-bye Stilinksi." The man shook his head when he heard his door shut. He said it when he was kid and he'll say it again.
" Girls are weird."
I already have a lot planned for this fic, this is like the first one I've successfully mapped out, so I'm hoping I'll be able to update it soon.