AN: So I got the idea of this story from reading a story by LaughingSenselessly in which Lydia and Stiles are transported to another demension and Stiles was a werewolf. And now I can't stop thinking about a werewolf Stiles. So I had to write this and of course stydia because who doesn't love them together! I'm not sure how many chapters there's going to be but if you guys like it and want me to keep writing then no problem. Enjoy ;)
All characters belong to the creator's of Teen Wolf
Chapter 1: The Calm Before the Storm
Lydia Martin was sitting by the window in her new house watching as lighting strikes and the torrential rain makes constant howling and splashing noises against the window. All she wishes is that she was back in the cute small apartment in France that she shared with Allison and Mr. Argent. However that wasn't gonna happen considering he got a call the other week from one of the hunters saying there have been over 12 murders in less than 2 months. So here she is in a very large two story house(which she couldn't complain about, it was rather nice) in a very dreary rotten town called Beacon hills. Along with that she and Allison have been training nonstop, Mr. Argent telling them they were gonna need everyone for this. Her phone buzzes to life with an incoming text message from Jackson. She signed and turned it off. Before she left she told him she needed some time, that she didn't know if she could continue to be with him when their across the world from one another. He didn't argue with her feeling the same way but he loves her and doesn't want them to break up because of it. In fact she has been feeling rather distant from him lately.
She was broken out of her thoughts when she heard a bang and looked over to see Allison and a few boxes on the floor. Her hair was up in messy bun slightly wet from the pouring rain. She wasn't too thrilled to be moving either but all she wanted was to help. Help so others wouldn't have to die. She's always been so selfless, caring about everyone else even if it meant getting hurt in the process. She remembered when she found out her mom had cancer when she was 8 and Allison begged her father to let them stay with them. Mr. Argent being a very sweet man even though his exterior form is as hard as a rock couldn't refuse. Her mom was still in France being taken care of by the treatment center she's staying at. Lydia is now 16 and her mom had cancer for 8 years but is still fighting. Her mother had her good and bad days but lately she's been doing very well. And she couldn't thank Mr. Argent enough because he's the one who helped them the most, took her in even though their not blood.
"You know I know you don't want to get wet or anything but if you get some of your boxes we can start unpacking." Allison's voice rang out in the rather large bedroom. Allison wanted to share a room and she couldn't deny. "Do you think we're really going to be here that long though?" She fully turns her body towards Allison. "I don't know. But this is our new home for now and...and it could be for awhile." She told Lydia knowing the strawberry blonde just wanted to get back to France where her mom was. "We don't know how long this is going to take. We don't know how many people or monsters are involved." "I'm very well aware Allison." She said quietly. Allison quickly moves over to where the strawberry blonde is sitting and takes a seat next to her grabbing her hand. "Hey. Your mom is fine and she's gonna stay fine. You know that. I know you're worried but it's not just because of your mom is it? Jackson?"
"I know she's fine but we've never been gone to long from her you know!? We traveled everywhere killing werewolves and what not but we've never ever moved away from her. I don't really know about Jackson. I love him I really do but...I don't know..." "I get it. Let's just try to focus on killing some things." Allison wrapped her arms around her and smirked. Lydia laughed and smiled slighlty. Allison was always the one to cheer her up. "Okay. I'll get some of my boxes but if my hair becomes a monster over night it's all on you." Lydia joked nudging Allison and getting a rain coat. "I think I can handle that. Considering everything we've been through we can take on anything!" Allison says proudly. Lydia looks over at her fondly. "Of course we can. When we stick together we can do anything." And with that she took off down the stairs to get some of her boxes from the moving truck.
Hours later they're both asleep some of the room set up and decorated with their things. Allison sleeping peacefully on her side of the room while lydia is moving around in her sleep sweating. Her eyelids moving beneath her closed eyes as she starts breathing heavily. All of a sudden she sits straight up in bed eyes wide open and a scream tearing its way out of her throat. Allison bolts out of bed dagger in her hand in an attacking stance. When she sees no threat she runs over to Lydia who stopped screaming and is now just staring at the wall blankly. "Lydia!" She yells her gentle fingers pushing locks of hair out of her face. "Lydia?" She tried again calm and firm. Lydia blinks and reaches for Allison's hand sqeezing gently. "I'm alright" She breathes out hoarsly voice scratchy and sore. "Are you sure? Was it a nightmare? Oh God Lydia was that a banshee scream please tell me that wasn't a banshee scream.? Is someone dead!?" Allison says in a rush.
Lydia took another deep breath listening to Allison's words. It wasn't a nightmare but it wasn't a banshee scream either. She couldn't explain it. She knew no one was dead but something was pulling at her trying to take her to something. Her powers were trying to tell her something even though it wasn't clear. They never were. They usually left them with more questions then answers. "I'm fine Allison. No its none of them. No one's dead. I don't even remember what I was seeing but something is pulling me. I don't know where but my powers are trying to tell me something." She told Allison still confused herself. Allison nodded slowly processing her words. "Alright do you want me to get dad and go for a drive? See where it leads us?" She asked the look on Lydia's face making her worried.
Lydia nods her head and starts getting out of bed. "I think it's a good idea. I feel it pulling me non stop right now." She tells Allison her fears getting the best of her. She starts looking for some clothes to throw on. "Okay. I'll go get dad." She says and leaves the room. Lydia let's out a big breath grabbing on to the night stand. The worry and her powers were pulling at her gut. She threw on a pair of dark blue jeans, plain white shirt and a black leather jacket over top. She threw her hair up in a ponytail and throws some combat boots on. Just as she finished Allison came back in. "My dad wasn't in his room. I found a note on his nightstand. He met with some of the others and went to the opposite side of town scouting. And he's not answering the phone. So I guess we're on our own." Allison says while throwing an outfit on similar to hers. "Are you sure we should be going out there on our own. I mean we don't even know what could be out there. It might just be a fluke. We never know how my powers work."
"Lydia! I know we don't know a lot about banshees but you've always been right about this kind of stuff so don't go and start doubting yourself now." She tells her with her hands on Lydia's shoulders looking into her eyes. 'You can do this! We can do this!" Lydia's hands close over top of Allison's. Her eyes closed and breathing deeply. "Okay we can do this. Let's get our bows just in case." She tells Allison moving away from her getting some daggers. "Absolutely. I'll get them you go and get the car started. And don't leave without me! She yells on the way out. "I wont!" She yells at Allison's retreating form. She grabs her keys and runs down the steps and throws open the front door. The rain stopped but it's still wet out, fog settling over. She gets in the car starts it and puts on the radio to distract herself from the incessant voices in her head. She hears the trunk being closed and Allison hops into the passenger seat. 'Let's go!"
They've been driving for a little over twenty minutes when she jerks the wheel to the right. Allison letting out a little squeal bracing her hands on the dash. The turn lead them on a path leading into the woods. Allison looks over at Lydia wondering where her powers are leading them and if there was going to be trouble when they get there. They drive for another ten minutes when Lydia suddenly stops the car at a clearing. Lydia pops the trunk and they both get out of the car. Allison grabs her crossbow. "Do you want your bow?" She asks Lydia looking around the clearing and into the tree's. "Um...no I think I'm okay. I have my daggers with me." She tells Allison looking back at her. They shut the doors and start walking into the clearing very slowly looking over the area. Lydia stops suddenly staring at a very large tree stump at the far edge of the clearing. Allison stops as well looking at Lydia and pulls up her bow thinking she saw something dangerously. She follows Lydia's gaze to a large tree stump.
"What the hell is that?" Allison's asks her voice ringing out in the cold quiet night air. "It's a tree stump Allison. You know it's a result when somebody cuts a tree down..." "I know what a tree stump is Lydia. I mean that's a very abnormally large tree stump. And why is there no other trees growing around it." Allison cuts Lydia off. She loved her but her wittiness amd sarcasm was something else entirely. They start walking farther into the clearing when Lydia feels the tree stump calling to her. She detours over to it when a branch somewhere in the woods snaps. Allison pulls her bow up and starts turning every direction trying to see if she can see anything in the woods. Another branch breaks in another direction and Allison swirls around. "Lydia do you see anything?" Allison yells out to her. She answered with silence and looks until she sees Lydia getting closer to the tree stump. "Lydia? Allison whisper yells to her. She hears more branches breaking but all in different directions. They weren't alone.
Lydia vaguely hears Allison saying something to her but all she can feel is being drawn to this tree stump. What could be so special about a stump? She reaches the stump and slowly reaches her hand out over top of it her breathing deep and ragged. She can feel her eyes getting wet and her heart thumping wildly in her chest. She has no idea what's going on but she knows it can't be good but every instinct is telling her to just touch it. When her hand starts falling down she hears Allison yell and arrows sailing into the air. "Get away from that stump!" She hears a male voice and looks up and sees a tall boy with messy brown gelled hair. His eyes were glowing red. Her heart stutters and she looks at Allison and sees three other boys coming into the clearing. Allison shooting at each one of them. They dodge them easily. Lydia pulls a dagger off of the holder on her thigh but is once again pulled toward this stump.
She here's Allison call out for her again as her hand finally lands on the tree stump. She feels her powers radiating inside of her and the ground starts to rumble everything shaking. Lighting strikes down to where her hand is connected to the tree. She goes flying backwards. Sailing through the air she hears Allison yelling her name and then hits a tree falling limply to the ground. "LYDIA!" Allison yells and starts running towards her best friend as two werewolves were closing in on her. "STAY AWAY FROM HER" She yells at them. She pulls a noise gernade out of her pocket and pulls the pin throwing it in the air. She makes it to Lydia when the gernade goes off all the werewolves falling to the ground holding their ears and howling in pain. "Lydia?" She croaks out tears filling her eyes.
If anything happened to Lydia she wouldn't be able to live with herself. She rolls Lydia onto her back as gently as she can. Lydia has blood coming from her nose and ears. She puts her fingers to her pulse point on her neck and breaths a sigh of relief when she feels a heartbeat. Not strong but definitely there. "Lyds can you hear me...please...please wake up?!" She tells her a few stray tears falling down her cheeks. She pulls out her phone and is in the process of dialing her father's number when a boy with a crooked jaw takes her phone out of her hands. She pulls a dagger out of Lydia's boot and slices it against his calf. He yelps and falls landing on his back holding on to his leg. "Dammit!" He curses. "Scott! You okay?" A tall boy with gelled hair runs over and asks.
"Wolfsbane!" The boy named Scott yells out. The other two boys who were near Lydia when she was flung backwards were now stalking towards her and she got up and got in attack stance. "Get back!" She hisses at them. "I have a feeling you never fought against four werewolves before if you even believe in it but there's no way you're going to beat us so you should just put that down." A tall blue Eyed boy wearing a scarf told her and gestured to the dagger she was holding. "And I'm assuming you never met someone like me. I can take you." She said confidently. "Wolfsbane?" The gelled hair boy repeated. "Theres only one type of person who carries and uses Wolfsbane. Hunters." He said.
"So she's a hunter? But she's not a guy." A boy who definitely looked the youngest out of all four of them said. "Excuse you?" Allison said offensively. "Liam we talked about this. Anyone can be a hunter even a girl." The gelled hair boy replied with a hand over his face sounding annoyed. "Yep definitely a hunter." Grunted Scott sitting up slightly. The gelled hair boy started walking towards Lydia and Allison swung around and the dagger sliced his arm. He hissed and backtracked. "I said stay away from her!" She said low and dangerous. She was too focused on him that the two boys behind her grabbed the dagger and grabbed a hold of her. "Let me go!" She yelled trying to get out of their grip.
"Issac! Liam! Let her go!" The gelled hair boy yelled. "Stiles she's trying to kill us!" Issac said. "Let go!" He looked up and his eyes were growing red. They both let go and Allison stared at him. He bent down towards Lydia and Allison started moving towards him. "I'm not going to hurt her if that's what your thinking. Your friends heartbeat is slowing down so unless you want her to die let us help. You can trust us." The Stiles guy said. "Trust you? You're all monsters." Allison said disgusted. "That's what all hunters think. But you can trust us. We can help your friend. We're not going to hurt you or her. I promise...we promise." He looks around and the other boys agree.
"I can take her to the hospital." Allison suggests wanting to get far away form them as possible. "You really want to try explaining what happened here? Hell I'm not even sure what happened?" Stiles asked. "I can easily make up an excuse." She told them. "Not a believable one. Just let's us help." Stiles tries reasoning with her. She should just kill them all right now she thinks. Then what take Lydia to the hospital and try to come up with a plausible explanation everyone would believe. She can't trust them. Can she? Well she has no other option. She slowly looks down at Stiles their eyes connecting and she nods her head. He has a look of surprise on his face before he quickly shakes it off and nods back. He puts his hand on Lydia's arm and black veins crawl up on his arm.
She never saw anything like that she's so memorized by it. She's shaken out of it when Stiles picks her up bridal style and turns around and starts to take off in a run. "Wait!" She yells. He stops and turns to her. "I have a car. We can take that." He nods. "Scott and I will go with her. You and Liam head back and tell Derek what happened." Stiles orders Issac. "What do we tell Derek." He asks. "Just tell him what you can and I'll talk to him later okay.?" Stiles tells him tiredly. "Okay will do. Text us when your done." Issac tells him and without even waiting for a response him and Liam take off running. Allison hurriedly gets them back to the car. She gets in the passenger seat, Scott in the driving seat and Stiles and lydia in the back. "Where are we going?" Allison asks looking back and seeing the black veins running up Stiles' arm again his jaw clenching.
"We have a friend. He's the local vet." Scott answers her. Allison's head snaps back to his. "Are you kidding me. She needs real medical treatment and your taking her to a vet. She not an animal like you." "We know that. He knows what he's doing alright? Just...just trust us." The rest of the trip to the animal clinic is eerily silent. When they get to the parking lot Scott hops out and helps Stiles get Lydia out then run into the building with Allison on their heels. "Deaton! Deaton!" Scott yells when he pushes the door open. A middle aged color man walks around the corner smiling but once he sees the scene in front of him it quickly disappears. "What happened?" He questions but once again he sees the look on their faces he dismisses it. "Never mind. Quickly bring her to the back!" He says and takes off behind the counter. Stiles gently lays her down on the table when they get to the back room. He looked carefully at the boy and she knew what he was silently asking him.
"She's not a werewolf if that's what you're thinking." Allison said with disgust and hatred in her voice. The man Deaton? looked at her with a calm expression. "Of course not." Was all he said. They were all crowded around the table as Deaton worked on her when he asked if they all could wait outside so he could have some room. Allison was about to say refuse when Scott gave her a look and for some reason she silently agreed and went out to the waiting room. After a few moments of silence Stiles spoke. "So...do you want to explain to us what happened back there?' "I'm just as confused as you guys are." She told him which was an honest answer. They didn't need to know she was a banshee. If they knew they could go after her for their pack, use her for her powers. "You know we can tell when you're lying right?" Stiles asks. "I'm not lying." She says calmly. "Okay you're not lying but you're not telling us something."
She was about to make a comment back but Scott beat her to it. "Dude. She doesn't even know us. She doesn't have to tell us anything." "Scott what if whatever she's hiding could be the reason this is all happening...all the deaths." "Um excuse you. You think she's the one killing people.?" Allison asks getting mad. "Okay I didn't say that but you two are new here am I right? I never saw you guys before. And you claim you're a hunter so what else is there about you we don't know about you. And why the hell were you out in the middle of the woods at two in the morning." Stiles says and questions. "Yeah well you were thinking it. My whole family are hunters including Lydia. And we were out there because we sensed some thing and I could ask you the same thing." She tells him vaguely. "We were out there looking for whatevers been killing people. You sensed what? Are you physic?' Stiles persisted. "Look Lydia sensed it okay? And I'll tell you want you want to know but not now aright? But you have to tell me everything I want to know got it?" She told him bluntly realizing that this guy wasn't gonna back down.
Stiles and Scott share a look. "Fine. You got a deal." Stiles held out a hand as Allison just looked at him with a glare. He let his hand drop and nervously brought his other hand up to the back of his neck rubbing it slightly. "I'm Scott. Scott MCcall and this is Stiles my best friend." Scott said trying to break the tension holding his hand out to her . He left it drop the same way Stiles did as Allison ignored it and sat down. "What kind of name is Stiles?" Allison asks confused. "It's not my real name. My first name is really hard to pronounce heck I can't even say it so..." He says when she eyes him wearily. "So...is she your sister?" Scott asks to make some sort of conversation while they wait. "Lydia" She says quietly. "What?" Scott asks. "Her name is lydia." After a few silent minutes she continues. "Yes we're sisters. Not blood related but she's my sister...and my best friend." She looks up at him and he softly smiles at her. He looks over at Stiles still smiling and she knows they must be the same way best friends and brothers.
For some reason she feels safe with this guy Scott and he seems harmless. "Allison. My name is Allison Argent." Scott's head whips back to her looking a little shocked that she would tell them her name. "An Argent huh." Stiles grunted out with his arms crossed leaning against the wall. Allison was about to make up some sort of witty response but Deaton came back into the room. "Is she alright?!" Allison jumped out of her chair. "She seems to be alright at least physically. She's going to be pretty sore for awhile specifically her back from where she was thrown to the tree." Allison let's out a sigh of relief. Scott could see how much tension she had in her body so he put his hand on her shoulder trying to give her some comfort. She tensed but immediately relaxed. "I have to say though it's a miracle she's even alive considering she was struck by lightning. Her nose and ears bleeding is a sign of hemorrhaging in the brain." Allison looked panicked before Deaton interrupted again "I did a CT scan with my equipment and everything looks fine which is oddly strange."
Allison feels her nerves kicking in when she sees all eyes on her waiting for some sort of explanation. "Lydia's a banshee. Do you think that's why whatever happened out there is because of that?" Deaton's face turned into shock and was that awe while Stiles and Scott had confused looks. "My...I've haven't encountered a banshee in over 25 years." "What the hell is a banshee?" Scott asks completely confused. She and Deaton were about to answer when Stiles beat them both to it. "In Irish legends a banshee is a female spirit whose wailing warns of an impending death. Legends also show that when a banshee screams for a death their body goes into a fugue state kinda like a comatose state until they find the body. Sometimes the scream twice but usually they scream when they find the body." Everyone looks at him oddly. "What I like to research." He tells them.
"Yeah we know Stiles!" Scott chuckles. "Why were you two Ladies out there?" Deaton asked. "Lydia woke up screaming. She said she felt her powers were trying to pull her somewhere. So we took a drive and ended up at a clearing in the woods where we found that tree stump." "The nemeton?" Deaton asked. "Yeah she touched it and everything around us started shaking a sort of light coming out where her hand touched the tree. Then lighting stuck and she was thrown backwards." Scott answered him. "Mmmhhh...all of the murders have been taking place at the nemeton and then this happens. We have to figure this out before something else happens." Deaton's says.
"Yeah we've been trying that for months now and are getting nowhere. How are we going to do that?" Stiles says frustrated. "We'll figure it out we always do." Scott tells him walking over to him and clapping his back with his hand to reassure him. "Maybe someone should go back out there and check out the nematon. See if anything changed at all. Scott you and Ms. Argent should go check it out. A hunter with you is good use." Deaton suggests. "I can't just leave Lydia." "I'll stay with her. Plus Deaton's here she'll be fine." Stiles tells her. "I don't even know you guys." "You can trust us." Scott tells her. It takes her about ten minutes to decide a war inside her head. "Fine I'll go but I tell you now if I come back and something happened to Lydia you'll be in for some serious trouble." Allison states to all of them and walks out without looking back.
"Wow." Scott breathes out. "Alright let's not get too attached Scott. They're our enimies." Stiles says. "You don't know that. I'll be back in a few. See you soon." Scott tells them and walks off. "Why don't you keep an eye on her. I have a few things I need to finish up out here." "Yeah. Yeah okay. Sure." Stiles walks to the back room where the red haired girl is lying on the metal table very still. Well her hair is more of a light shade of red...like a strawberry blonde color. He walks closer to her and examines her appearance. She's pretty he thinks. Short, a few freckles on her cheekbones, pouty lips begging to be kissed, and he's not even going to say anything about her breasts right now. Her appearance is way different then Malia's, softer he thinks. There's something about this girl that is just so intoxicating. Her sent is so intoxicating. The moment he heard her voice in the woods he knew she was something else entirely.
His finger starts tracing patterns on her face on its own accord. All of a sudden her eyes slowly open looking up at him sleepily and he think it's the most gorgeous thing he ever witnessed. After a few moments her facial expression turned from confused to panic. She opens her mouth and by reflex his hand clamps down over it. She starts to struggle and he can not only tell but smell how terrified she is. "Hey! Hey...calm down. Its okay you're okay. You're safe." He tries to reassure her. She settles down a little and her eyes drift down to the hand still covering her mouth. She looks back up and arches an eyebrow. "Oh! Um...sorry. Um...I didn't mean to do that." He stammers yanking his hand away and opts to rubbing the back of his neck nervously. What the hell is a matter with him. He never gets nervous like this about a girl, he's an alpha werewolf for heaven's sake. And he's pretty sure if she had the right weapons right now she would kill him.
"Where am I?" She asks voice hoarse. "Um you're at an animal clinic. And before you say anything it was the only option without raising any suspicion." "Where's the girl who was with me? Who the hell are you?" Lydia demands. She tries to sit up and gasps in pain. "Hey hey you might just want to stay laying down for now. You're gonna hurt for a little while." He tells her as he ran back over to her and helped her settle back down. "Your friend Allison is okay. She went with a friend of mine to check out the nemeton. That big tree stump you touched when I clearly told you not too." He clarified when she looked confused. He knew he said the wrong thing when her eyes grew as big as saucers. She tried getting up again which resulted in her grunting in pain and falling of the table but thanks to his very fast reflexes he caught her. "Don't touch me!" She screetched.
He gets her back up on the table sitting up hands clamped down on her shoulders as she struggles and ends up hissing in pain. Man she's something. "STOP! You're gonna hurt yourslef even more." "Get away from me you monster." She hisses out at him and he feels something in him break a little bit. He didn't even know this girl but she made him want to be a better person, to make him feel alive and not a monster.
"Stiles is everything all right?" Deaton asks concerned. He was trying to finish up some paperwork when he heard yelling. He walks into the backroom and sees the banshee awake and looking very terrified. Stiles right in front of her trying to keep her in place. "Lydia. I'm glad to see you awake. I wasn't sure how long your were going to be unconscious considering what happened to you this morning." He tells her with a genuine tone hoping it will help calm her down. "Um who are you?" She asks quietly. My name is Deaton. I'm the local vet here in Beacon Hills. But I do have some medical training background on humans. I checked you out earlier and you seem to be fine." He walks over to her and Stiles moves back letting him stand in front of her. "If you don't mind I'm just going check some of your vitals. Make sure everything is still okay." Lydia slowly shakes her head and he gets started. It feels unreal room to him that here, right in front of him in human form is a banshee. From what he remembers there are hardly any left and if there is they are in hiding.
Lydia has no idea what is happening to her right now. She remembered being in the woods with Allison, werewolves coming at them and then she blacked out. Then she wakes up to the smell of sterile equipment and...animals. her head was pounding and her back felr very uncomfortable. when she opened her eyes a boy, a very cute boy was standing above her but then she saw her surroundings, Alison no where in sight and she panicked. And of course the cute boy had to be one of them, a monster. She tried getting away but man did her back and shoulders hurt like a bitch. The boy was holding on to her as she struggled when a man walked in. And the way this man talked so calm and reassuring made her feel at ease a little. He started to check her vitals when she glanced behind Deaton and saw the boy leaning against the wall arms crossed against his chest his tone forearms showing. "Stiles can you get my stethoscope please?" Deaton's voice bringing her back to reality.
"What the hell is a stiles?" Deaton chuckles and takes the stethoscope from Stiles. "Um...me. it's my name...well not my real name but that's a very long and boring story and..." "Yeah I don't care." Lydia interrupted his incessant babbling. He shut up instantly and instead of a glare she thought would grace his features he blushes. It made him look even cuter than he was already...wait what? "Well it seems like everything is all right." "Thank you" Lydia says kindly. "Your're friend Allison should be back shortly and then you two can go. Here's my number if anything happens and you need to be checked out." Deaton hands her a business card and she nods in response. He leaves the room and she's once again left alone with Stiles.
"Soooo..." Stiles breaks the uncomfortable silence and Lydia just looks up and glares at him. "Listen. Just because you helped save my life doesn't mean I'm gonna be nice to you are anything. Got it?" She tells him pointedly. "Okay I get you grew up getting taught that my kind are monsters and live to kill but that's not true one bit. We're all different. I'm different. I'm not saying you have to like me but you should be more considerate considering I saved your life." He said hotly. "What do you want me to say? Thank you for saving my life and not ripping me to shreds" She retorts. "First part yes, the second part though you can leave out." Lydia was about to respond when Allison and some boy came barreling through the door. "Oh thank God you're awake." Allison runs over to her and hugs her lightly so she doesn't hurt her.
"I'm okay. A little sore. Head hurts like a bitch but once I get some sleep I should be fine." Lydia reassures her. "You scared me." Allison says softly grabbing on to her hand. "I'm sorry. What happened?" "You don't remember?" Allison questioned. Lydia shook her head and looked down. Its like when she went into a fugue state a couple months ago and almost ended up drowning. Thank goodness some guy found her. Allison noticed the shift in her emotions immediately. "Hey its okay. I'll fill you in on everything when we get you home. I told dad we couldn't sleep and decided to go and explore. He's not too happy so we should get going." "Okay" Lydia gingerly slides off the table Allison but her side. Her face contorts in pain as she feels woozy and tetiers. In a flash StIles is on her other side making sure she doesn't fall. Lydia to dizzy to notice tries to take a step forward but falls instead.
Before she can hit the ground she's lifted into the air and she leans into the warmth. Stiles looks down at her face as she looks up at him. She seems at little out of it but he can't stop looking into her deep green eyes. "Um we didn't find anything out there." Scott interrupts looking at his friend curiously. Stiles tore his gaze away from the strawberry blonde when her head fell back down on his shoulder. "Are you sure?" He asked scott. "Yeah we checked. Five times to be exact, nothing looks out of place." Scott answered truthfully. "Okay. Well figure it out." Stiles let's out tiredly. "I'll help you get her to the car." Stiles walks out of the building into the cool morning air. He opens up the passenger side door and gently maneuvers her to set her gently down in the soft seat. She seems to have fallen asleep and confirms it when he listens to her heartbeat. Soft and steady. He then straps the seat belt on making sure it's not to tight but not to loose either.
He doesn't know why he does what his body seems to do next but his long fingers gently pull the hair out of her face. He tucks it behind her ears and smiles at her fondly. He looks up a few minutes later when he feels eyes on him and sees Allison watching with curiosity. He didn't even hear her come over to the car let alone get in it. "Um...yeah. Um thanks for going back out there." He clears his throat awkwardly. "Yeah no problem. Thanks...for helping with Lydia." He nods his head in a jerky movement and stands up. He shuts the door as quietly as he can so he wouldn't wake Lydia up and makes his way back over to where Scott is standing at the entrance of the hospital clinic. He feels Scott's eyes on him as he watches them drive off. "What?" He growls out. "I thought you said their our enimies.?" Scott asks Stiles with a smirk. "They are. Their Argents. They're hunters and if they tell their father we'll be dead."
"Then why do you like her?" His smirk gets even wider if that's possible. "I don't like her. Like I said she's our enemy." He scoffs. "You know I'm a werewolf too right? I can hear when you lie." Scott chuckles. "I'm not lying!" He yelps out throwing his arms around in the air. "I heard the stutter in your heartbeat." "You know you don't have a lot of talking to be doing either. You seem to be very intrigued by Allison. Aren't you into Kira or something." Stiles retorts trying to get of the Lydia topic. "I am intrigued by Allison. We've never met girls like them before. And of course I like kira we're taking things slow. And what about Malia? Aren't you two dating or something?" "Scott we've talked about this before Malia and I aren't together. We're friends who have occasional benefits...okay many benefits almost everyday or at least every other day. You know a fuck buddy. And she's a pretty good fuck buddy but we all know she has a thing for Nathan." Stiles says. "Okay too far. But just admit it. You like her." "I don't like her...there's just something different about her...She's something." He clarifys a smirk forming on his lips.
End AN: So I wasn't really planning on writing that much but everything pretty much just poured out of me. If you have any questions don't me afraid to comment. Reviews are highly appreciated as well. If there is any spelling mistakes or errors I apologize. Next chapter is kind of a big one and should be updated some time next week. School, maybe some lacrosse, and a attack that might bring two souls a little closer together. ;)
Also if anyone is interested or knows of anybody who would like to make a book cover for this story let me know! I would like something generally close to what I have it as now but with Derek, Allison, Issac, Liam, and maybe Mason. Thanks! :)