A/N: I've been procrastinating my uni work by watching goodbye teen wolf videos on YouTube. I recommend if you want some watery eyes. There are some amazing vids out there. So, I was inspired to write something.
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After the War
Four.
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Be your own anchor.
You fall in love more than once.
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Scott stared at the grave in front of him.
Allison Argent – 'Nous protègons ceux qui ne peuvent pas se protèger eux-měmes'.
We protect those who cannot protect themselves, it was something Scott had tried to live his life by for a long time now.
It had been three years since she had died. She had now officially been dead for longer than Scott had known her when she had been alive.
It was a scary thought to Scott considering what a big part of his life Allison had been and continued to be to this day. The tattoo on his arm felt like it was burning against his skin.
He turned his head to where Argent was standing at his side. After all this time, he still barely referred to the older man by his first name, even though he was practically his step-father now. A fact that was still weird to think about. He thought he and Allison would have gotten a laugh out of it.
"She'd be proud of you," Scott said, looking at the flowers Stiles and Lydia had placed on the grass before going to wait by the car giving him and Argent a moment alone.
Argent smiled through the tears in his eyes. "She'd be proud of us," Scott corrected him.
He put his arm around Scott's shoulders. "We should go, your mom will be going crazy with everyone back at the house," Argent told him. Scott nodded and laughed.
They turned and made their walk towards the car. Stiles and Lydia were leaning against his jeep hand in hand.
They all smiled sad-smiles at one another. Scott knew he and his two best friends would always shoulder some guilt for Allison's death. It had lessened over the years but they would always feel it.
"Malia is probably going stir crazy without us," Scott said.
"Guaranteed her claws have already been out at least once," Lydia laughed at the thought of coyote who had become her best friend.
Scott got in the car with Argent while Stiles and Lydia followed behind them.
When they reached his house, they could hear yelling. Scott sighed and shook his head. Then he heard Malia's voice.
"You know what Liam, how about next time you tell your boyfriend to keep his hands to his fucking self!"
Scott's eyes widened and he sprinted for the kitchen.
Mason and Corey were holding Malia back their hands around her waist to hold her back, but they were no match for her really, and Liam had his hand against Theo's chest who was laughing. "What the hell is going on?" Scott yelled as the four of them entered his kitchen.
"He's whats wrong!" Malia yelled, her eyes glowing blue, claws directed at Theo.
Scott stepped in front of his girlfriend so Mason and Corey could step aside. She wouldn't push past him. Scott wrapped his hand around Malia's and he could feel her calming.
"What happened?" He asked, looking in her eyes, before turning to glance at Theo. "Where were his hands?" He suppressed the growl in his throat at the thought of Theo's – anyone's – hands on his girlfriend.
Malia growled. "He ate my deer,"
Scott blinked at her. Then everyone laughed. "Um, he ate your deer?"
"It. Is. Not. Funny." Malia barked out, looking at Scott like he'd just betrayed her.
"Okay," Scott said. "Could someone explain?"
"How was I supposed to know it was yours?" Theo laughed. "It was on the table with the rest of the food!"
"It was deer!" Malia yelled, taking a step towards him. Scott stood firm in front of her and she didn't try to move past him or push him away. "Who besides me eats deer, Theo?"
Malia and Theo's relationship had grown a lot over the last two years, especially when he and Liam finally started dating. She no longer hated him, she didn't like him like she did her other friends but she didn't hate him. This may have just changed that.
"How was I supposed to know it was deer!" Theo said, stepping towards Malia. Scott's eyes flashed red protectively even though he knew Theo posed no threat, still warning him not to get any closer.
"Look I'm sorry okay, Malia? I'll buy you more deer, alright?"
Malia growled at him before she said, "Fine."
Stiles and Lydia had gone to sit down in the living during the arguing while Argent was drinking a beer standing beside Melissa who did indeed look fed up with the supernatural arguing in her home.
"Good, enough arguing then, now eat up everyone!" Melissa said, trying to move the conversation along, grabbing herself a plate. All the food and take out was laid out on the kitchen island family style. She piled some food onto her plate and made her way to the living room, Argent close behind her.
"Sorry," Liam said again on behalf of Theo, heading for the living room, dragging the boy behind him.
"You okay?" Scott asked, moving his hand up her arm.
She leaned into his touch. "Are you okay?" She knew he wasn't okay, he didn't like his day, for perfectly valid reasons and they'd just made a ridiculous scene over nothing, really.
He smiled at her. "I'll be fine. You think you'll make it through the day without killing Theo now?" He smirked at her.
She stared at him. "Really?" She rolled her eyes. "I haven't killed him for much worse things."
"Thank you!" Theo called jokingly from the living room. Liam punched his shoulder.
"Come on," She said grabbing a plate, sans deer.
She squeezed his hand.
You fall in love more than once.
Scott wasn't quite sure what he would do without Malia now. They'd been together for over two years now. His longest relationship. His best relationship.
Scott loved Allison, he was so completely in love with her when they were together. She was the first person he ever loved. Theo's words from long ago rang in his ears. First love, you remember what that's like? They were young and it burned bright, fast, intense and it went out just as quickly as it was lit. They'd broken up and they were friends. And then she died. She was gone and Scott blamed himself for it. Part of him would always love her, just like she'd said in his arms that night.
Scott loved Kira too. She was the light in the dark after everything that had happened with Allison. She helped him heal his heart and move on not that it was easy. But then things had changed and got twisted and she was gone. His mother had been right. He had fallen in love again and it had hurt just as much as it did the first time.
She left to gain control and he loved and missed her but she wasn't dead, she was just gone, he couldn't mourn her. He was just a teenager, he had too much on his plate and he had to move on with his life, but he would always care for Kira.
Malia came out of nowhere.
It wasn't something that he immediately felt like with Allison or Kira.
They'd been through so much together and they cared about each other. They were just friends until one day they weren't. She hit him like a ton of bricks.
Malia was not something that burned out brightly or brought light in the dark, she was the air he needed to breathe.
Scott sat down in the armchair and Malia sat right down on top of him, nestling herself in his lap, her legs hanging over the edge of the chair, one arm around his shoulder, the other holding her plate in her lap.
Stiles and Lydia were sat similarly in the other arm chair. Theo and Liam sat together on one side of the couch while Mason and Corey sat together on the other side. Melissa and Argent were sat together on two dining chairs his arm around the back of hers, sipping beers as the only two of-age adults in the room.
They didn't get to be together like this often. And even now the entirety of the pack wasn't here.
But it was okay.
Malia smiled into the side of his head, the hand on the arm she had around his shoulder linked with his and she squeezed it again.
"I love you so much," He whispered in her ear, knowing those with supernatural hearing could hear what he was saying and everyone else probably knew too anyway.
She leaned into him. "I love you, too," She whispered back in his ear.
His mother had been right.
Like she always was.
He had fallen in love again and then again.
But he wouldn't this time.
He looked at Malia smiling in a room full of their closest friends.
His heart ached from missing Allison sometimes but his heart would shatter into a thousand little pieces if someone or something took Malia away from him forever.
He wasn't sure he or his humanity would survive it.
The room full of people tucked into their food until Stiles raised his cup.
"A toast," He said. Everyone stilled. "To friends, family, and to Allison, who we'd never have made it this far without."
Everyone raised their cups or glasses.
Argent cleared his throat and tried to hide his tears like he always did. Stiles, Scott, and Lydia let them fall out. Malia's eyes watered for a girl who meant so much to those she loved and had helped change her life back even though she never knew her. Even Liam, Theo, Masen and Corey who had never known her smiled sadly.
"To Allison." They all said
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