Lydia ties to put on a brave face as she places a black beanie over her long straight hair. She ponders as flashes of her pack, that's waiting for her, flashes before her eyes. She straightens her shoulders, holds her head up high before walking out of her house. Not even bothering to tell her mother where she's going. She walks, almost jogs, up to the jeep. Once she gets in, she can almost smell the fear dripping from them. So she swallowes it. Because they have done so much for her that it's ridiculous. So, yeah, her whole pack is afraid so she swallowes the fear, the only thing she really should be drinking is an ice beer.
But she's grateful for her pack. They are so very different from those people at school. Those people don't understand her. They don't like the jeans sh some times likes to wear. They don't understand her hair. They don't know what it's like to constantly have this overwhelming fear that one of your friends, or famliy is about to die.
It's enough, she's done all she can think of. She's tired of thinking of all the things that make her sad. She has enough enough sad memories that cause her head to pound for a lifetime.
So, she turns to some one that makes her happy. He's has on a black hat, much like her's, and his face is scrunched up in thought. She knows that he can feel her heavy gaze on him.
She's surprised that she's not scard of him. He's not as bad as a nogitsune but that situation left him with nothing but a temper. A bad temper.
She knows it's crazy but some times she imagines what it would be like to be married to him. She never imagined that with Aiden. Because he didn't say she looked beautiful when she didn't.
She knows that the thing with Aiden wouldn't laugh. Stiles used to tell her all the time. He goes, 'If a man can't except a woman in sweatpants, he sure as hell doesn't deserve her in a wedding dress'. Lydia just thinks that that is just brilliant.
They stop. Lydia gets stopped from thinking any further. Stiles runds his hands together. "Alright, lets do this shit."
"Wait, Lydia i have to-" Lydia stops Kira mid-sentence.
"Don't say you have to pee."
"I won't say it." The car fills with groans.
"Kira, I told you to go before we left." Lydia says sounding a little muffled because her head is in her hands. The boys het out of the car and Lydia follows.
"I'll just hold it." Kira rolls her eyes before exiting the car. They all reach the woods. Lydia tries to make a joke to lighten up the mood but fails epically.
"You know, i have finally figured out what is wrong with you people."
"Oh yeah? And what is that?" Stiles asks sort of out of breath because of the steep hill that their cliimbing.
"Yes. You people do not know how to have fun. There, some one had to say it." Kira stops, panting slightly.
"Ok, i really have to pee. I might just go on myself." They see an ankle boot step out from behind a tree near them.
"Look at the bunch of four." Kate lets herself be shone in the moonlight, presenting herself back from the dead with a snide comment. She holds her hands behind her back, as if hiding some thing.
They all stare at her in return. All to afraid to even come back with a snarky comeback.
All except for Lydia.
"I'm sure you know about your niece." Lydia says. She can see the confident muscels in Kate's body tense at the mention of Allison. Lydia's do the same. But trust her, she wouldn't be bringing up her best friend if she knew it wasn't a sensitive subject for Kate.
Scott changes the subject.
"We'll do whatever we have to to get rid of you just like we did the rest. We'll team up with Derek's pack, we'll get Deucalion-" Scott gets cut off with Kate throwing what was behind her back at Scott. Scott stumbled back and the object came to a stop at his foot. Scott jumped back, disgusted. Lydia stepped over and flashed her phone light on the object. There sat, a lifeless, disgusting, head ripped off a body.
Deucalion.
"Oh. My. God. That is gross. Get that away from me." Stiles whined. He grabbed Kira by her waist and her pactically used her as a she sheld.
"Who is that?" Kira asked. And for a moment, Lydia forgot that Kira is new to all of this.
"That's Allison's uncle. She killed half of Derek's family, tried to kill me and Derek, but Derek's uncle, Peter, killed her." Scott said. Kira toke a moment to process the back story but slowly nodded.
"Why'd you kill him?" Kira asked.
"Well, younge Kitsune I actually did you guys a favor. He was planning on coming back full attack so I toke down him and his whole new pack." She did a simple shrug.
Lydia was getting tired of her being so calm. Not showing a bit of sympathy for tauting her now gone niece. It bothered Lydia in a way she couldn't understand. How Kate acted like she felt mo kind of sympathy or remorse whatsoever.
"Just so you guys know I'm here for Peter, but don't get me wrong, i'll kill anything that gets in my way. Including you guys and Derek. Now i did you guys a favor by taking Deucalion off of your list of problems, and i think i deserve one back."
"So you threatin us, then ask for a favor?" Stiles says still from behind Kira.
"Sorry, we don't know where he is." Scott says. He looked back at Lydia and silently told her to get behind him. Every knows that she has a connection with Peter that she doesn't want nor does she understand it. She can feel whenever he's traveling. It's kind of like she can see through his eyes.
In one quick motion Kate is coming towards.
"I don't think it's broken, just sprained." Ms. MCcall says.
"I'm going to give you a bandage and a cast, try to stay off your arm for the next two weeks." Lydia nodded before looking over at Scott whose eyes were filled with worry and sympathy. Lydia smiled at him.
"It's not your fault."
"Yes it is, he could have done some thing." Stiles said. Scott clenched his jaw and glared at him.
"You know i tried." Just then, Ms. MCcall came in, a confused look on her face and a file in her hand.
"Do any of you guys know a Kate Argent?"