Hi guys! So I have been having so much fun writing this story, and I hope you are enjoying it too! I have been having a hard time writing for my Chicago P.D story but I will definitely get back to it I just needed a bit of a break. So here is the new chapter!

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"From her nose you said?" Stiles listened to Deaton's question as he paced back and forth in Lydia's living room. They had finally gotten her nose to stop bleeding, but Stiles and Scott were beyond worried. Scott had decided to come back to Lydia's house and he would take the couch, saying that Lydia asked for Stiles to stay with her in her room.

"Yeah uh I know what I saw and it was like it was never going to stop, do you think this mare is doing that to her?" Stiles finally sat down, he was breathing heavy and his eyes met with Scott's who sat across from him with a look of worry on his face. He had called his mom to come over and look at Lydia and see if she could find anything physically wrong with her. It had been more than half an hour that his mom had been upstairs, everyone was anxious.

"Well I can't prove it for sure, but I am assuming the dreams are what is causing it. They are taking such a big toll on her and they are so powerful, her body most likely can't handle it. Look whatever is happening I am sure it's just the stress on her body let's not just jump to conclusions. Mare's gain their power through the death of their victims and we don't necessarily know that that is whats happening to Lydia." Deaton responded.

"Are you deaf or something?" Stiles almost yelled. "Have you not been listening to what I have been telling you? These aren't just bad dreams , this whatever the hell it is, is killing her! We have to do something!" Scott immediately jumped up and grabbed Stiles by the shoulder. He needed to calm down, he knew that this was bad but they could figure it out. They just didn't know how much time they had.

"Stiles hey go get some air okay?" He patted him on the shoulder and sent him towards the front door. He knew this wasn't easy for Stiles, hell it wasn't easy for him either. Lydia was one of his best friends, she had always been there for him even though they didn't start off as the best of friends, she grew to be. She was smart, and so sweet and just held the group together. He couldn't imagine his life without her.

As Scott apologized and explained to Deaton about Stiles reaction, his mom slowly came downstairs. He quickly hung up the phone, eager to find out if Lydia was okay.

"So? How is she?" Scott asked dying to know. His mom just let out a sigh and plopped down on the couch and placed her face in her hands. This couldn't have been a good sign. "Mom?"

Melissa dropped her hands and looked at her son's terrified eyes, "Nothing. She is physically fine, besides the fact that she is dehydrated and exhausted due to her lack of sleep and the blood loss, she is perfectly fine. What does this mean Scott? I can't help her if I don't know what is wrong with her." Scott had filled his mom in on everything that had been happening and of course Melissa wanted to help. Lydia was like a daughter to her, and when she heard what she had been going through she came over as soon as possible. "I told her she should clean herself up and take a shower, I don't know maybe that will help clear her head a little bit."

When she had finished, Stiles had made his way back into the apartment and had heard the last few sentences and knew there was no hope with Melissa helping out and sat down next to Scott. They sat in silence, for once they were actually stumped and didn't know what to do.

Lydia had jumped in the shower making the water as hot as she could possibly stand it. As soon as she felt it hit her back she had to lean against the wall to keep herself balanced. It felt amazing to have the water ease her aching body, she didn't want to get out but she eventually felt the water slowly getting cold so she stepped out grabbing the towel and headed back to her bedroom. She was so cold she wanted to just bundle up under her covers and never get out of bed but she also had become sick of sitting around. She had put on a comfy pair of flannel of pajamas and was about to look for a long sleeve shirt to throw on with it when her eye caught Stiles bag he had brought with him. She knew he wouldn't mind so she decided to see what he had brought with him and she found a soft plain black shirt with his favorite band logo on the front. She threw it on even though it was a little big but it was just perfect, it smelled just like Stiles and it gave her comfort just having it on. She threw her hair up in one of her messy buns and took a second to look at herself in the mirror before giving her best smile and making her way downstairs. She could hear Melissa and the boys talking and she was so sick of seeing and hearing how worried they were. She hated that this was her fault but she needed to get her mind off of it all and besides she was really hungry.

Lydia had quietly padded her way down the stairs seeing that the conversation seemed intense she didn't want to interrupt them. When she got downstairs she saw them in her living room sitting down, and quickly cut to the kitchen hoping no one saw her but she was wrong. She had made it to the refrigerator when she heard Stiles voice, "Lydia? What are you doing?"

She sighed and closed her eyes and peeked around the corner, "I am hungry, anyone want a grilled cheese?" She saw Stiles eyes drop down to his shirt she was wearing and she saw the small smirk that grew on his face. She eventually was trying to give a smile back at him when their eyes met. "So grilled cheese? This is a one time offer so come get it while it's hot." She smirked and turned back to the refrigerator to get all the ingredients she needed.

When she had everything she turned around to put everything on the counter and she found Scott and Stiles sitting at her kitchen bar looking at her with eager smiles. "Hmm good choice, a grilled cheese makes everything better." She began to turn on the stove, and pulled out the bread.

"So you cook now? Have I entered into an alternate universe or something?" Scott said making everyone smile and Lydia threw her kitchen towel at him. "Okay okay I am sure you are not that bad, but I guess we won't know till we taste it. So cook away chef Lydia."

She had gone through the steps of what she did to make it and how to cut it to make it perfect, it had to be cut into triangles or she wouldn't eat it. They began to talk about school and everything new in their lives, and for a second they forgot about all the supernatural craziness that was happening. "You slept with her didn't you?" Stiles waited for a response from Scott but only got a shy grin which left Lydia and Stiles dying from a fit of laughter. Let's just say college was treating Scott well. Lydia had served her grilled cheese which had the boys begging for more, she would have lied if she said she didn't love them complimenting her cooking. It was a great feeling just being the three of them. Stiles was definitely still worried always watching her but he loved seeing her smile because he felt like he hadn't seen her genuine smile since he left Beacon hills.

Once the conversation had slowed down a bit, Stiles began to notice Lydia was having a hard time keeping her balance. She kept having to stop cleaning the dishes to stabilize herself with the kitchen counter. He knew she was exhausted and he could tell just being up and cooking had taken a lot out of her, but he could just watch her all night long. He had to admit she looked better in his shirt then he did, and it made him proud. He knew with everything happening he didn't want to bring another burden upon her but he was having hard time containing his feelings the more he was with her.

"Lydia we will finish it in, here why don't you go lie down for a little bit?" She was definitely having a hard time and Scott had made his way over to her, grabbing her arm to make her stop. She just wanted to finish one simple task without needing to lie down that was all she needed.

"Guys I am fine, how about we get some fresh air and sit outside for a bit tonight. I have chairs on the patio just pull them out and I will be right there." She looked between Scott and Stiles and they eventually agreed with hesitation but they started to head outside. Lydia turned to put away the last few dishes when she was met with a hand on her hip, it startled her but it was just Stiles. Scott was outside placing the chairs down, she could feel the cool breeze coming in from the back door.

"Stiles you scared me, geez." She smiled and met his eyes. He immediately regretted sneaking up on her like that but he had to get something off his chest that he was aching to tell her.

"Sorry I just uh really wanted to know where you got that smoking hot t-shirt you got on. That is my favorite band you know?" He was laughing before he could even finish his sentence and Lydia joined him in laughter.

"I thought you wouldn't mind, I don't know I just really wanted something that was comforting." Her gaze lowered but the small smile remained on her face.

"No I don't mind at all, I mean I thought I always looked pretty good with it on but I was wrong." He let out his breath which he didn't realize he was holding and brought Lydia's gaze back up to his. " I missed this, you, your smile." He moved a piece of her hair out of her face and tucked it gently behind her ear, dragging his thumb softly down to her neck. Lydia's breath hitched but she couldn't look away from Stiles, his eyes were at an new intensity she had never seen before and so she took him by the hand leading him to the back patio.

Scott was sitting already with his legs propped up on the railings, Lydia pulled Stiles and the plopped into the two other chairs that were set up. Lydia was cold so she pulled her arms to the inside of her shirt, taking in Stiles smell even more that was left on his shirt. They sat and just enjoyed the crickets and the nice weather. It was peaceful for once which was odd.

Silence had fallen on all of them, they were falling asleep when suddenly Scott jumped out of his seat.

"Scott? What is it?" Stiles woke up and turned fast to see Scott's eyes glowing a bright red.

Lydia awoke with a startle and was scared even when she knew it was just Scott, she immediately reached over to Stiles without even thinking. She took his hand and stared at Scott who was breathing hard and looked so angry.

"It's sulfur, I smell sulfur. It's close." And with that he hopped over the railing and ran into the greenbelt behind Lydia's apartment complex.

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So I know it had a lot of fluffy details but I really want to take the time to get all the details into the story for you guys! I would really love to hear your thought son my story. Do you like the way it is going? The next few chapters will be jam packed with new elements to the mystery mare and maybe we will see who it is? Please leave reviews and I hope you enjoyed it!