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Rae ran up the stairs, her breath coming out in soft pants as she moved further and further up the steps. She looked behind her to see him running after her. She squeaked as he finally caught up with her, an arm wrapping around her waist and lifting her up off the ground and proceeded to carry her into her bedroom. Her legs flailed and kicked as she squirmed in his grasp.

"Matt! I swear to God, if you don't put me down-" The sentence went unfinished as she was suddenly dropped down onto her bed, a quiet 'oomph' emitting from her lips.

"What?" He muttered, leaning in close, his face inches away from her own. "You'd do what?" There was a smirk on his face, almost challenging her to follow through with whatever threat she'd planned on throwing at him. "Seriously! What would you do?" He could tell she was a bit flustered, her cheeks flushed and strands of blond hair falling out of her ponytail. No doubt from all the running around they'd done inside her house.

"I'd... I'd never kiss you again." The smirk never left his face, his hands falling to her waist as he kneeled down in front of her. His thumbs made tiny circles on her waist as he shook his head, grinning slightly.

"Now we both know that's not true." His nose brushed against hers, his forehead leaning against hers as those tiny little fingers came up to trace the line of his jaw. Both of their eyes closed as he closed the gap between them, their lips moving with one another.

She was the first to pull away, her eyes still closed as her arms wound around his neck. He kissed her cheek, silently wishing they could stay like this forever.

"I wish you didn't have to go." She whispered, her head leaning down to rest on her shoulder as he nodded in agreement. Her fingers threaded through his hair, gently combing through the brown locks as they sat in silence for those few moments.

"I know. But, this whole New York thing was only temporary. I gotta go back sometime... but let's not think about that, okay? We've still got an entire week together. We're gonna make the most of it." He reassured her, his fingers lacing with hers as they laid on her bed, the mid-afternoon sun casting a soft glow over them.


"Matt..." She said, shock embedding itself in her voice.

"Rae?" He said at the same time, his tone equally shocked.

Rae blinked a few times as if she was trying to convince herself that this was real, that she wasn't simply imagining this or having a strange hallucination. No, this was happening. She was standing or rather kneeling in front Matt Daehler. The first boy she'd ever had a relationship with, the first boy she'd ever had feelings for. He looked different than he had when they were dating. More mature, you could say. His hair was shorter, he was a few inches taller. She bit her lip nervously as they both stood, staring at each other for a long moment.

Jesus, she hadn't seen this coming. She'd known that he gone back to school in California she'd just never known it was Beacon Hills. He'd moved to New York right as their sixth grade year had started, later explaining to her that he'd had a tough time moving from a rather frightening experience. He never did tell her what it was.

"Uh, hey... been a long time. I almost didn't recognize you for a minute, you look pretty different or older I guess.." She looked down at the ground, suddenly at a loss for what to say next. "I didn't know you went here." She muttered, tugging at the sleeve of her shirt awkwardly.

"Yeah, I didn't do too great of a job when I said I'd keep in touch." He chuckled, slipping his camera back around his neck as he cleared his throat. An awkward silence fell between them before he finally spoke again.

"I heard about what happened in New York with your mom and everythi-" He stopped when she noticed that she started to fidget with her hands, a nervous habit she'd formed over the years. During the time they'd dated she'd always do it if the situation drifted off into an awkward place or if she felt uncomfortable. She was the same old Rae, even if she was different in so many ways now.

"Yeah, kinda why I moved. Fresh start, you know?" Rae said, crossing her arms over her chest. She wondered what she should say next. Should she bring up the fact that her heart had all but been broken when he'd left or that she had in fact written him several letters but never sent them? No. She wouldn't say any of that. They'd both moved on.

"Listen, I'd appreciate it if you didn't say anything to anyone. I mean, I'm sure some of them have seen the news reports and things like that..."

"Oh, uh, right! No, I completely understand! But, it really is good to see you again." A smile appeared on her lips making him do the same in return.

"Yeah. You too, Matty." She muttered as she turned and began to walk to her next class as Matt raised his camera up to his face, taking a picture of her retreating form.

"You too, Matty."


It was 3:57 by the time Rae had gotten to Stiles house. She sat in her car for a good five minutes before walking up to the door, knocking it on a few times and waiting for someone to open the door. No one ever did.

It 4:45 when she finally decided that Stiles wasn't gonna show up. She walked back to her car and drove away, wondering what had been so important for him to ditch her. Her mind began to come up with all types of theories. Had he decided to just not show up and hang out with Scott? Had it been a joke, giving her the wrong address to make her seem like an idiot? Or what if he'd heard about the shooting?

"Jesus Christ..."

It almost five now and the sun was getting lower and lower in the sky, the sky now a blueish tone as opposed to the pinkish-orange tone. She'd probably be up for most of the night, getting through the homework she'd be given. Struggling through it was a more appropriate term. As she dreaded the night ahead of her, her car slowed before coming to a complete halt. There was an ambulance and police officers gathered around the scene. She frowned before turning off the engine and sliding out of the drivers side, walking over to see what was going.

"I've never seen anything like this." A man dressed in a police uniform said to another man. His name tag said 'Stilinski'.

As in Stiles? Was he related to Stiles?

"Excuse me, is everything alright? I was driving by and I saw the commotion." Rae said, looking between the two men.

"Uh, yes, we've got everything under control..." The man said, trailing off as he didn't exactly know her name.

"Rae, my name's Rae. I go to school with your son-"

"Stiles!" He exclaimed, seemingly finishing her sentence. It was when she turned around that she saw him, nervously walking towards them. "You know, I could have sworn that I said you weren't supposed to be near crime scenes." He said, a twinge of annoyance present in his voice.

"Well, yeah but technically I'm not near a crime scene. I'm at a crime scene." He shrugged as he explained the loophole to his fathers rule. His eyes widened slightly as he saw Rae standing behind his father, mentally slapping himself for forgetting that they were supposed to study after school.

"Um, hey Rae.. listen about today I-"

"Bailed on me, yeah, I know."

Okay, she wasn't too happy with him. He deserved that. It was a well known fact that people, girls specifically, weren't too keen on being stood up.

"No, it wasn't like that. Mr. Harris made stay for an hour and a half instead of the usual hour and then I had to help my friend, Scott, with something. See, there's this girl..."

"Oh, I get it. Say no more." She nodded before moving to walk away.

"No, I mean it's not like that. She's been missing and... I..." He began to slow his speech as he could tell that something else had caught her attention now from the way her brows were raised, her blue eyes widened just as his had been a few moments ago. He followed her gaze to see what had captured her attention before his heartbeat suddenly sped up.

"Lydia?" He said, staring a bit closer as if to make sure that it was really here.

She was a red headed girl with fair skin but that wasn't what had gotten Rae's attention. The fact that she was completely naked, the only thing covering her her upper body was her forearms, her body shaking from the cold weather and possibly from fear as well.

"Lydia?" He said again but she made no move to suggest that she'd heard him.

"Lydia!" He shouted, finally grabbing her attention. They all stood there, slightly shocked to see the girl in front of them.

"Well, is anyone gonna get me a coat?" The redheaded girl said as she moved her arms, revealing her bare breasts. Stiles tugged at his fathers jacket once, then again with more urgency before he fell to the ground at his own clumsiness.

"Jesus... yep, here you go!" The sheriff said as he walked over to her, wrapping the coat around her nude body.


"So, let me get this straight... she just disappeared from her hospital room." Rae said, trying to wrap her mind around what Stiles had just told her.

"Well, really it was her shower but yeah pretty much. But, again, I should have texted or called, let you known I was gonna be busy. I'll make it up. I promise." Stiles knew that he had messed up. He'd had a good reason but he couldn't exactly tell her that reason. 'My best friend's a werewolf, the girl I'm in love with may or may not be one as well, and his girlfriends family is full of huntesr that want to kill him and anyone that gets in their way!' She couldn't know about this stuff. As far as she was concerned, werewolves didn't exist. They never would.

"And how do you plan on that?" She questioned, rubbing the sides of her arms as a breeze of cold air blew past them.

"Would giving you my shirt so you won't freeze your ass off be a start?" He offered as they walked to her car.

"Considering it's forty degrees, it would but my car gets pretty warm so keep it. You can make it up to me by actually showing up to a study date tomorrow. After school at my place." She said as she opened the door before settling into the drivers seat.

"And where is your place exactly?" He asked, leaning against the frame of her car door.

"The apartments on Dell Street." He nodded before watching as he drove away.

"I'll be there." He muttered to himself.

"STILES!" He jumped as his father called out to him.

"Coming!" He muttered, quickly running to meet him.