Cold wind blew in from the window as Stiles drove his jeep to where Scott had texted to him to go. He glanced at Lydia who was sitting next to him, staring straight ahead, hair blowing. He couldn't believe he actually told her everything…
Silence. Stiles stared at Lydia trying to control his breathing. He wasn't sure how to tell her.
"Well? Are you going to tell me or not? We have been sitting here for five minutes not speaking." Lydia glared at Stiles.
Stiles checked his watch. "Actually it has been two minutes. Not five."
Lydia kept glaring at him.
"Okay Okay." Stiles raised his hands in defense. He sighed and then said, "Do you remember the night of the dance? When you got bitten?"
Lydia had slowly nodded and Stiles could tell she was scared.
"Well, okay. That same guy that but you, bit Scott." he'd continued to say. He'd kept his eyes lowered so he wouldn't meet Lydia's.
"What do you mean the guy bit Scott too?" she'd asked. Questions had quickly formed inside her head.
Is Scott having the same problem as me? Or is he…. The image of the so called "mountain lion" jumping out of the video store reoccurred to her. No….
"Yeah, exactly what I mean. He bit him which cause Scott to become a.. a shapeshifter."
"Shifting into what exactly?"
"Shifting into a werewolf. And since then, he had done all he can to control it."
Stiles had explained to her about Derek killing Peter and Peter came back to life.
Lydia had nodded. "I helped him come back to life." she whispered.
Stiles quickly straightened up when he'd heard this. "What? How?"
Lydia quietly told him about it. "I- I can't remember all the details, but…" Lydia began to sob quietly. The nightmares had scared her way too much and she was still confused about everything that Stiles had told her.
Stiles put his arm around her and hugged her, breathing in the scent of shampoo and perfume mixed together.
"Hey hey. It's okay. Don't cry." He hugged her tighter.
Lydia slowly looked at him.
Their faces had been so close.
"How can you be so sure?" she whispered.
Stiles shook his head. "I'm not." he admitted. "But you now knowing more of this.. It's making me feel better. Now that you know everything."
He slowly started to lean in and she was too. Their lips were an inch apart when Lydia suddenly asked, "What about Jackson?" she slowly pulled away from him. "He got bitten by Derek too.. Didn't he? He turned into that thing that has been killing everyone!"
Stiles sighed. Just when they were so close to kissing. Damn. He almost had forgotten about that.
Stiles looked over at Lydia again. She looked calm despite everything he had just told her.
"You okay there?" He asked, realizing they hadn't spoken.
Lydia nodded without saying a word.
Stiles continued to look straight ahead as he turned. The silence brought him back to what had happened…
"Stiles."Lydia'd said more forcefully yet still he could hear the fear in her voice. "What happened to Jackson? What's going to happen to him?"
Stiles sighed once more. Of course. She will always care about Jackson and not him.
"Derek, Peter, Isaac, and Scott have this plan. They think they will be able to save him."
"How? What is he?"
"They call him the Kanima. It supposably kills murderers, but last time I checked, I wasn' 's why I couldn't talk to you. The thing trapped us in the pool!"
Lydia ignored his response and asked again. "How are they going to save him?"
"I don't know how. Something about someone touching his heart. Literally. And I don't even know how they can save him. Of course killing him isn't an option, but-"
Lydia cut him off. "I know who to save him."
Stiles looked at her doubtfully. "How?" He noticed she was clutching a necklace around her neck.
"Trust me." she had only said, and she grabbed Stiles' car keys that were laying down on a table and threw them at him, which he had tried to catch, but failed.
"Come on. Let's go save him."
Stiles looked at her once more. She was still holding on to that necklace. How could that help save Jackson? He couldn't even be killed with a bullet, how was he going to be saved with a necklace? He scratched his eyebrow and thought about the almost kiss he almost had with her. She leaned in too. That made him happy.
Lydia glanced outside the window. She too was thinking about the kiss that had almost happened.
Stiles Stilinski. She almost kissed him. She didn't like him that way. She of course loved Jackson, but then sometimes, she wondered about Stiles too. He was kind of cute too… and he was the only one who knew she was really smart. And a small part of her actually wanted that kiss to happen..
"Turn here!" Lydia abruptly said, forcing herself to stop the thoughts in her head. Stiles quickly turned where she told him to and then his phone buzzed.
"Lydia, can ya get that for me?" Stiles asked, handing her his phone. She took and their hands met for a couple seconds before she answered it.
"Scott?"
She listened for a moment and hung up.
"Stiles, they're in trouble."
Stiles stopped his jeep and looked at Lydia. "You sure you want to do this?"
Lydia nodded. "Yes."
Stiles looked down and then slowly met her eyes. Then he leaned in a softly kissed her. Lydia was surprised, but she surprised herself even more when she kissed him back. When they stopped, she bit her lip and nodded again.
"Go."
And Stiles, who was happily smiling, despite what might get Lydia killed, followed her orders and stepped on the pedal. They crashed in through the wall, just in time to see Jackson jump on it in Kanima form.
(To be Continued.)