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Stiles pov

"I can't believe its our last day here, after four years it felt like a life time" Scott exclaims. It's our last day living here today. The majority of the packing is done. Just downstairs now. Me and Scott were up before anyone else, so we just sat and had a coffee at our kitchen table.

"I know, i'm glad we're going though, at least we can all get our own place, and we can get actual jobs that we like" I say shaking my head. We sip our coffee in silence then Scott speaks quietly,

"Have you told Lydia about your training?"

My head immediately darts around as is she will hear. Now that i've graduated i can start training to be a cop/detective. But the truth is I don't want to tell Lydia. If i hadn't seen her coming back from the toilets on graduation two nights ago she would of heard everything. I know how badly she wants to go travelling and now i could be stopping it. It usually takes four years to train but because of my dad being the sherrif and the fact i've helped with many other cases means its been cut to two years.

"No," i say feeling guilty, i stare down at my coffee.

"Why? The longer you keep it away from her the more she will be pissed" Scott tells me, raising his eyebrows.

"I know, the thing is she wants to travel, i do too, its just..It takes two years to train, i'll be twenty three if i start it now, but if we spend a year travelling then i would be twenty-four, and once you're in that career its not easy to leave until its your retirement day, and i know how bad my dad wants to retire, thirty years he's been in that career," i say shaking my head, "I don't know, man"

I sigh and gulp the remains of my cup.

"I'm sure she'll understand" Scott tells me.

"Its not that, when she first told me about travelling her eyes lit up so much, she actually looked like she wanted to live espically after her mum" I tell him.

"Like i said, i'm sure she'll understand" Scott answers.

Then an hour later Issac wakes up, then Kira, then Lydia. We spend most of the morning talking about old memories of this place then around 11:00 we start to pack downstairs. I'm packing away things in the kitchen like our kettle and frying pans when i realise Lydia isn't helping. She's not even downstairs.

"Anyone seen Lydia?" I ask, no-one answers, then i hear her light footsteps come downstairs. She walks into the kitchen where everyone can see her, in a pair of dark jeans, converse and one of my old jumpers. I love it when she wears my clothes.

"If any of you make a refernce to my height or the fact i'm wearing jeans i will literally shatter your soul with my voice" She says, looking especially at Issac, he puts his hands up in surrender and continues packing. We pack for about an hour before we decide to take a break and have something to eat.

"I'm up for mexican" Issac suggests as we go over what we can have.

"I don't care as long as i get food inside me it will be fine" Lydia moans.

"Fine get mexican then" Scott says rolling his eyes, once we confer what everyone is getting there me and Lydia head out to order it and pick it up.

We wait outside my jeep for the food because the place is only small and theres already people in there, we're parked right outside so its not like they can't see us.

"So why are you wearing that, five foot three?" I joke, Lydia leans her bum against my jeep looking up at me. She raises an eyebrow at me.

"All my clothes are packed, and just because your my boyfriend doesn't mean I won't crack your head open" She says, i laugh at her, then she opens her mouth to form a scream, so i press my lips against hers, pressing her gently against my jeep. Her hands grip my shirt pulling me closer but we're already close enough. My hands cradle her small face as her lips move aginst mine. "I..wasn't going..to scream" she sighs aginst my lips. I pull back, her breathing is heavy and shes flustered now. I feel bad for lying to her, because chances are she won't react bad, she'll probably just tell me that travelling can wait, or work is more important.

"Still gave me an excuse to kiss you" I tell her shrugging, she laughs at me then pushes my shoulder a little. After a while a man comes outside holding our bag of food so we head back with it.

Everyone greedily eats the food as if we haven't ate in ages even though breakfast was a few hours ago. Then its back to packing. We pack it all up withen the next two hours then we load our cars.

"I wish i could ride with you," Lydia sighs as she dumps a bag at the back of her car.

"I know, but it's only a couple hours drive, it will be fine" I tell her, closing the door, she nods then gets into her car and i do the same so then we drive.

"Thanks for letting me stay here" Lydia tells my dad and Melissa as we dump our suitcases full of clothes in my old bedroom.

"Don't think anything of it, you have to stay somewhere right?" Melissa says, Lydia smiles then hugs her.

"We're gonna go looking for an apartment in the new year, so it won't be too long until we'll be moving back out again" I say, Lydia nods and then we're left alone.

It doesn't feel much different, because obviously Scotts here too, and Issac is staying here. The only difference is that Kira isn't here.

"Has your dad mentioned anything about the animal attacks?" Lydia asks.

"no," i shake my head, my heart suddenly starts beating fast because i fear that my dad might say something about the training, hopefully he isn't that stupid.

"Right, I need to shower" Lydia says as she gathers her towel and shower gel. Then she disapears.

"Dinners ready!" My dad calls from downstairs, me and Lydia were just hanging out, kissing, Lydia trying to lure me into having sex with her, which was funny when i told her no.

The smell wafts through my nostrils and makes my mouth water. Spaghetti with sauce.

"So um, whats the deal with this animal thing" Lydia brings up casually, chewing slowly on her food. My dad looks at her, eyebrows raised.

"We don't know, eye witnesses say a wolf or a coyte, who knows" He says shrugging.

"So its nothing supernatural?" Lydia presses on.

He sighs, "I don't know, you know what? I'm tired and i cannot be bothered to stress over it at this time of night, when i'm not in work" he says a little harshly. He sounds impatient.

"Sorry for worrying" Lydia mumbles then pushes herself out of her chair and storms off upstairs. I decide not to go after her, she probably needs some alone time.

"Whats wrong with her" He mumbles.

"Maybe stop being so harsh, god dad being back in Beacon Hills is probably a lot for her," I tell him, a sudden defensiveness washing over me, "Shes just curious"

"We're going to look into it more tomorrow, but for now i just want some peace and quiet" My dad exclaims. So we eat in silence, the only sound our scraping plates. Once we've finished I don't offer to help to clear up but as i'm about to head upstairs my dad stops me. He hands me a pile of paper. The title reads, Training: For Beginners I immediately look around to see if Lydia was here but relax when she isn't. Then i quickly drag him into the front room.

"Lydia doesn't know!" I whisper.

"why not?" my dad asks, i shake my head and stuff the paper under the sofa, reminding myself to move them when i'm home alone next.

"Because we had plans after graduation that didn't include me training for a two years to become a cop" I tell him.

"Well you have to tell her soon, it starts in the new year" He says, i nod and then walk off up to my room to find Lydia sat on my floor in her leggings and a big knitted cardigan.

"Hey.." I say, shes looking up at me, a smile playing on her lips, i'm not sure why though. Maybe shes just in one of her weird moods.

"Hey" She replies casually, she plops herself down on my bed, well i guess our bed, she goes on her phone while i shower and put on pyjamas.

"Did your dad say anything else?" She asks, i meet her gaze, scared suddenly that she heard about the training.

"A-about what?" I stammer, just act cool, if she doesn't know anything now she will definitely suspect something.

"The attacks?" She says, sounding as if that was the most obvious thing in the world.

"oh right, no, i mean, yes, he's looking for more information on it tomorrow" I get out, she raises her eyebrows at me, at my sudden nervousness.

"Are you okay?" She asks, sitting up on her knees, she frowns at me.

"Yeah, i'm fine, what do you wanna do?" I ask her trying my best to sound normal. I sit down at my desk, and fish out my phone. She stares for a while them shakes her head and sinks back down onto the bed.

"I don't know," Lydia huffs. She gets up and walks over to my bookshelf, her finger running along the spines of my books, she lets out a long sigh. I come up behind her and wrap my arms around her waist. She turns her head to the side to try to look at me.

"We could for a walk?" She suggests, i move away the hair that covers her neck and kiss it, slowly, carefully placing each kiss.

"It's too cold," I say, she lets out a moan and her back leans against my chest. She turns around, my lips skimming her cheeks. It's funny seeing her get turned on, she does it to me all the time, its nice to see it the other way around.

"We could go for a drive?" I suggest this time, she kisses my cheek and tries to find my lips, i keep moving them though, making it harder for her.

"Yeah," She sighs as i grip her waist, pulling her towards me, "Or, maybe not...we'll probably land up doing this again"

I nod then kiss her neck. She presses her body inwards towards me. She moves my head so that she can kiss my lips and when she does i swear i see fireworks. I start taking her cardigan off when she pulls back.

"You know we probably shouldn't" She says, she pulls up her cardigan from her sleeves and sighs biting her lip.

"Yeah no, your right" I say coughing, re adjusting my pants.

"You know, your parents, and Scott and Issac..."She says, she sucks in a breath then turns towards my door, "I'm gonna go apologise to your dad"

Then i'm left alone in my bedroom. I know what shes doing, shes just teasing me because she knows how turned on i'm trying to get her. Thats fine with me. So after ten minutes she returns to our room.

"Did he except your apology?" I ask her, walking towards her slowly, biting my lip.

"Shut up Stiles" She murmers as she runs towards me hooking her legs around my waist as she smashes her lips to mine. I smirk into the kiss, she eagerly peels my top off and i lie her down to on the bed. Kissing her jaw, cheek and neck.

"Stiles" She moans, flipping us over so she on top. She kisses me deeply and presses aginst me. Making me moan. Then i flip us back around. Holding her tightly not wanting to ever let her go. She kisses my chest, neck and lips as we undress each other.

It ends up being a good night.

"I'm going to the sheriff's station with my dad, i'm gonna help him look more closely into this attack business" I tell Lydia, as i watch her get dressed.

"Okay, me and Kira are meeting Hayden, and discussing your christmas present" She smirks. She applies light pink lipstick onto her full lips carefully.

"Like that doesn't make me un comfortable" i chuckle, tying up my shoes.

"Please, it's not like we're discussing you naked" She jokes, smoothing out her jumper. Shes actually wearing jeans for once.

"Lydia what are you trying to do to me?!" I say laughing, she turns and smiles then picks up her bag and heads for the door.

"Love you" She says, a little to sweetly, as she presses a firm kiss to my lips and leaves the room, her smell of vanilla perfume wafting through the air.

I stare absent mindedly at the stack of 'Do Not Remove From The Sherrif Offices' boxes. We've spent a good three hours doing research, noting down possibilities what the animal could be and if it could be anything linked to the supernatural. As my dad sighs and drains his coffee mug i notice a box that has a title written on it, 'The Tate Case'. It must have been a box i missed. So i walk over to it and carry it back over to where i'm sat.

I open the box to find nothing in it. I sigh.

"Why isn't there anything in this one?" I asked annoyed, chucking the box carelessly onto the floor.

"Ahh, i forgot," He says standing up and walking towards his board, "About 12 years ago, almost an entire family died in a car accident," he explains, i walk over towards the board, my eye finding where his are set, "Except one girl, Malia, her body was never found"

"And?"

"We were looking into it, because if you look here," he points to an arm sticking out of a turned up car, it has cuts and scratches all over it, "They were too close enough to be made by a human, so it has to be an animal" He says, sighing, pulling off a picture from the board and handing it to me for a better look. Two girls are on the picture. They're young and one of them holds a baby toy.

"So you think whatever is causing the animal attacks did this?" I ask him, he lets out a long sigh.

"I think the animal causing the attacks is this girl" He says pointing to the brown haired girl he had called Malia a few minutes back.

"What? That wouldn't even make sense, why would a girl kill her family?!" I exclaim, shaking my head chucking the pictures down onto his desk.

"Look at the night it was done," he says nodding towards his calender, the date circled was the night of a full moon.

"Well shit.." I murmer. My dad nods. I get up, grabbing my coat.

"Lets go," i say, retrieving my dads coat and chucking it at him.

"Where?"

"The dad is still alive right?" I ask him, getting into his cop car, "There could possibly be a small trace of scent there, if we can pick up the scent we might be able to trace it"

"We?" He repeats.

"Me and Scott" I explain, my dad zooms off down the road pulling up outside our house, Scott hops in and we drive to Mr Tates house.

"Excuse me, Mr Tate," my dad says in a calm collected voice as a gruff middle aged man answers the door, "I was wondering if i could talk to you for a moment?" My dad says, as soon as me and Scott watch him disappear we climb up through the window of the front bedroom and begin sniffing, searching for a scent.

"Are you getting anything?" I ask as i sniff a pillow, it's already been a few minutes, my dad can't keep him distracted for ever.

"No, i keep getting an animal though, just not one that would attack"

"And me" i agree, Scott taps me as i sniff the blankets and i turn around to see a fluffy ball of fur stood down the hallway. It's the god damn dog we can smell.

"Hi puppy," i say calmly, please don't bark, "Get rid of it!" I whisper under my breath, it starts barking rapidly and loudly. Oh no, oh no.

"Me?" Scott asks, somewhat in disbelief.

"Yes you. Glow your eyes at it. Something! Be the alpha!" I tell him, he coughs then, looks up at it and his irises glow a crimson red and then return to chocolate brown. I hear Mr Tate shout something indecipherable. But i can guess its something like 'shut up'.

"I still can't get a scent" Scott sighs.

"Me either" i say, i groan then stand up open the window and gesture for Scott to follow me.

We wait for my dad in his car and he comes out about ten minutes after, looking a little guilty.

"Did you get anything?" He asks, me and Scott shake our heads, "I think i just ripped open a wound in that mans heart"

"Didn't you say that the car still hadn't been moved? It was still in the forest where the crash had happened?" Scott asked.

"Yeah, i'll drop you home so you can drive there yourselves, Stiles knows where it is, i got other work to do" He says so when me and Scott get dropped back we get in my jeep and go off to the car wreck.

"So what are we looking for exaclty?" I ask Scott as we approach the ruined car. Its turned over and has claw marks on the sides. Me and Scott share a questioning look.

"Why is it still here?" He asks, crouching down, running his hand along the cool steel.

"Probably too much of a pain in the ass to tow" I say shrugging. I bend down too, looking into the car with the torch from my phone. I see something, plastic and pink. Like a baby doll.

I reach for it, yanking it away from the seats where it had been wedged.

"Hey look, its the baby from the picture" i say, nudging Scott, he looks over at me. At the doll. Its got a dented head, an eye missing and its clothes is tattered.

"I'm hungry" comes a voice from inside the doll. I jump back and let the doll fly in the air. I hold onto my chest breathing hard.

"I think i had a minor heart attack" I gasp, Scott lets out a light laugh at me. Then we hear something. Like a rustling of leaves underneath a pair of light weight feet. We turn around to find a furry coated coyte staring at us. I look at Scott for a split second, then as the coyte starts to run away we run after it. At full speed, through the woods, past thousands of trees, farther and farther away from the car. We jump across the large gap and land just barely. Our breaths heavy.

The coytes eyes flashes like a werewolf. Blue. A cold still blue like mine. We both flash our eyes it, it whimpers away slightly at the sight of the alpha.

Then Scott sucks in a breath and gasps, "Malia?"