Chapter 3

It's been a few weeks since Lydia moved in. Her and Stiles are now pretty good friends, as are her and Allison.

2 years ago (Stiles' Dream)

Stiles and Malia were walking down the street, hand-in-hand. "Stiles, something happened." Malia told him.

"What is it? Are you okay?"

Malia smiled weakly at her boyfriend. "It's about my biological mother. She came to see me, at your lacrosse game."

"What? Why didn't you tell me?" Malia looked down. "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have raised my voice. Tell me what she wanted."

"She said that she wants to come after me, however she can. There's only one way to hurt me Stiles, really hurt me." She sighed. "She killed everyone but my dad, and my dad's hidden away, so that only leaves you Stiles." She told him, stopping in the middle of the road.

"She can come at me with all she's got Malia." He said stroking her cheek. "As long as you're okay."

Malia shook her head. "No Stiles. I can't lose you." She cried. "I'm only telling you because you need to watch your back. Stiles, I love you. I need to protect you."

"Malia, I can take care of myself."

She shook her head. "Don't you get it Stiles? You can't! Not when it comes to her! She's a werecoyote, she's the Desert Wolf, she already killed my mom and sister! I won't let her kill you too."

"I'll be fine. I'm Stiles Stilinski, my best friend is a werewolf and the woman I love is a werecoyote. I'll be okay."

Malia hugged the man that she loves. "So you'll let us protect you?" Stiles nodded. "I love you."

"I love you too, more than anything."

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"All the doors are locked, right?" Malia asked, checking over every door and window in Stiles' dad's house.

Stiles wrapped his arms around Malia. "Everything's fine Malia. My dad's at work and I'm being protected by my extremely beautiful girlfriend and my best friend. I'm safe."

Malia cracked a smile at her boyfriend. "I just don't know what'd I'd do if I lost you Stiles."

"You'll never have to find out." He told her, he's had an engagement ring sitting in his jacket pocket for a week, he just hasn't found the right time. "Malia-"

She cut him off, holding her hand up. "I heard something." She whispered. "Stay here."

Scott came into the kitchen where Stiles and Malia were standing. "Did you hear that?" Scott asked Malia and she nodded.

They both looked at Stiles. "Yeah, yeah. I know, stay here." Malia and Scott left the room to check the house. Stiles sat down, fidgeting with the ring in his pocket.

Then he felt something cold and sharp being pressed up against his neck. "Don't move." A voice said from behind him. "Yell Malia's name." The woman said. "She's gonna watch you die."

"No." He hissed back. "If you're gonna kill me just do it." He told her, not wanting Malia to see.

She pulled him up out of the chair and the engagement ring fell out of his pocket. "Oh, how sweet." She taunted and picked the ring up and sat it on the table. "Malia! We're in the kitchen!" The Desert Wolf shouted.

Malia and Scott ran into the kitchen. "Please. Please don't do this." Malia begged.

She laughed darkly, then picked the ring up off the table. "Did you know Prince Charming here wanted to propose?"

Malia's eyes started to water up. "Please." She cried.

"Malia. I love you. You'll be okay, so will you Scott." Stiles told them.

Malia shook her head. "Stiles. Please, you're going to be fine." Stiles shook his head. The Desert Wolf pulled the knife back, so she could lunge it into Stiles' neck. "NO!" Malia yelled and quickly pushed Stiles out of the way, causing the knife to land in her neck instead.

"Malia!" Stiles yelled. "No!" He caught her as she was falling to the floor and Scott lunged at the Desert Wolf and tied her up, then called an ambulance. "Malia, you have to be okay." Stiles cried into his girlfriend's hair.

"Stiles." She croaked out. "I love you."

He kissed the woman that he loves. "Malia Hale, don't die. You have to survive! I need to propose." He cried and grabbed the velvet box off of the table. "Marry me Malia?"

"Stiles, I love you. Ye-" She didn't have the chance to finish before she died.

"Malia! Malia! No! Wake up!" He screamed shaking her.

Scott came over and listened for a heartbeat. "Stiles." Scott put his hand on the shoulder of his best friend. "She's gone." Then the paramedics and police showed up.

"Malia, please wake up." He begged and clinged on to her. "I love you Malia."

It felt like the blink of an eye to Stiles when his dad came over. "She's gone son. You have to let the coroner take her."

"She was gonna say yes." He said and looked up at his dad, the box with the ring still in his left hand. "I finally asked her, she was gonna say yes dad." He cried.

Present Time (End of Dream)

Stiles shot up in bed, screaming, his heart was beating out of his chest, but but he couldn't stop the screaming.

"Stiles!" Scott yelled, trying to get his attention. Scott grabbed his arm, which snapped him out of it. "Are you okay?"

"I'm fine." He said, still panting from his dream,

Then there was a knock at the door. "I'm gonna go get that. Are you sure you're alright?" Stiles nodded and Scott left to answer the door.

He opened the door and saw Lydia standing there in a robe. "Was that Stiles?!"

"Yeah, he had a dream." Scott answered vaguely.

"Is he okay?"

Scott nodded. "He says he is."

"Can I come in and see him?" Scott stepped aside and she ran in and went to Stiles' room. "Stiles. Are you okay?!" Lydia asked and Scott decided to stay in the other room and gave them privacy to talk. Stiles started to cry and Lydia pulled him into a hug. "What happened? What was your dream about?"

"I had a girlfriend." He told her, breaking the hug. "She died."

Lydia nodded. "I know. Allison told me a bit about her."

"It was my fault." He cried. "It should've been me. It was supposed to be me."

Lydia hugged him again, then pulled back. "I'm gonna tell you something." Stiles nodded. "When I was in 10th grade, I had a boyfriend- Aiden. He died, he was killed by something… I mean someone. I blamed myself because he was protecting me." She said, allowing a few tears to fall. "He and Jackson were friends, everyone blamed me. This… person, was trying to kill me, but Aiden got in the way." She told him. "I still blame myself everyday." She admitted.

"He chose to protect you Lyd." Stiles told her.

There was a long silence. "You know, when you're ready, you can tell me about Malia, but only when you're ready."

Stiles nodded. "Ever hear of the spree killer- The Desert Wolf?" He asked.

"Yeah, she was caught though, wasn't she?"

Stiles nodded. "She was Malia's biological mom." He told her. "She warned Malia that she was going to try to kill me, in order to hurt Malia." He said. "When she tried to kill me, Malia pushed me out of the way and killed her instead." He cried. "I had a ring Lydia. I proposed and before she could answer…"

"Oh my God Stiles." Lydia gasped and pulled him into another hug. "It wasn't your fault. You need to know that." She said, not letting go of Stiles.

He hugged her back. "Thank you Lydia." He breathed out.

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