I Hate That I Don't Hate You

Warnings: Profanity, Violence, Sexual Situations

Author's Note: So… Another short, delayed chapter. I'M SORRY GUYS! PLEASE LOVE ME STILL! A lot has been going on… There's a typhoon, school's starting, and a friend of mine just passed away… But I did my best to make this a good chapter, and I hope you all like it, next chapter has Care's first day back to school, Lee, and maybe even the Alpha. Oh, song of the chapter is 'To Darkness' by Mumford and Sons.

Disclaimer: Sadly, I do not own Stiles, nor do I own any of the Teen Wolf characters.

Summary: Keeping secrets was easy; all you had to do was know how to keep your mouth shut, and how to avoid the subject. Something I was AMAZING at doing at this point in life. But the thing about keeping secrets, no matter how small they are, eventually they always get out. But I was hoping this little secret would never get out, since I was sleeping with my brother's best friend.

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Caroline sighed as she slipped the strap of her bra over her shoulder, looking at herself in the mirror of the hospital bathroom. She frowned, letting her fingers trace along the stitches, three claw marks made their way up on either side of her stomach. She was getting to go home today, and tomorrow would be her first day back to school since the attack two weeks ago. A lot had happen since she was put in the hospital, like Allison's aunt coming to town, who she met a few days before when Allison came to visit her, her aunt Kate had tagged along. Caroline liked her aunt a lot, she was cool, and had even bought her Sonic so she didn't have to eat the slop the hospital supplied. Then a day later, Lydia and Jackson almost got attacked by the thing that attacked Caroline, and Caroline didn't even get to see Lydia until she came to visit her that night, and acted like everything was perfectly fine. But from what Scott and Stiles had told her, Chris Argent, her DILF, had shot, and killed the mountain lion that was attacking everyone, so she had nothing to worry about any more. Caroline took in a breath, staring at herself in the mirror, she'd been hallucinating… a lot, but she hadn't told anyone. The other day when she got out of the shower, she saw a figure standing in the fog in the bathroom, she had to lie to her mother and say she saw a spider when all the nurses were alarmed by her screams… No one really bought it, but it was the best she could come up with on short notice. She had no idea what was happening to her, some days she would feel great, and other days she felt like she was dying… The claw marks on her stomach still ached, but nothing a few pain killers couldn't handle… But the dreams, the hallucinations, they never stopped, and she had no idea what was happening to her anymore. "Come one Care," She whispered under her breath as she turned, and headed back out of the bathroom, "There's nothing to worry about, nothing at all." She muttered, over and over again under her breath as she fumbled through the duffle of clothes her mother had brought for her. She pulled on a pair off cut of shorts, and grabbed her favorite navy blue tank top with lace seams, pulling it over her head just in time for the door to open. Caroline turned around, smiling when Stiles walked in, waving at her.

"You missed the show," She jokes sitting on the bed as she grabbed her lotion from the bag, and started to rub some onto her legs, "You're my ride home huh?" She asks, and Stiles nods sitting down beside her on the bed.

"Your mom called me, Scott's at work, and she can't get off to take you home." He says and Caroline nods, already knowing since her mother had just told her the whole story a few minutes ago. Stiles watches Caroline as she shuts the cap of her lotion, and throws it back into her bag before reaching in and grabbed her flip flips and slipped them on, then leaned her head against his shoulder.

"I don't feel right Stiles," She whispered, wrapping her arms around his, hugging it to her chest as she nuzzled against his shoulder, "I feel sick… and I'm scared that there's still something out there." She whispered against his shoulder, breathing in the earthy smell of his cologne. She always loved when Stiles was near her, his smell alone was one of her favorite things… It always reminded her of home, like baked foods, and the freshly cut grass, and the cologne he wore made it even better.

Stiles shook his head, and pulled her closer, pressing his lips to her temple, "It's going to be fine Care." He says, brushing a few strands of hair from her face, "Really, everyone's going to be fine, you're getting better, and I told you they got the cougar, so there's nothing to worry about."

Caroline nods slowly deciding to try and listen to him, he was right after all, her DILF had killed the monster, and she was safe… for now. Caroline sighs turning to look at him before sticking her bottom lip out, "You want to see something?" She asks sadly, and Stiles shrugs, watching her as she stood up and pulled her shirt up some, his jaw dropping. "Gross huh?" She says, looking down at her stomach as Stiles stood up, biting his lip as he let his fingers trace the scars on her right side. Caroline shivered at the feel of his fingertips, and she bit her lip, watching as he gazed at her scars, before looking up at her.

"Yeah, very gross." He says, laughing when Caroline hit him, "What? You said they were gross!" He says, smiling as Caroline rolled her eyes and pulled her shirt back down.

"You're supposed to tell me that I'm still beautiful, and then kiss them better." She pouts, Stiles smirked as he reached out to grab her by the waist, making her laugh as she shook her head, dancing from his hold, "Nope to late now buddy, get my bag, and then take me home." She demands, pointing to the duffle on the bed, and Stiles sighs before saluting her.

Caroline smiled as she watched Stiles gather a few of her things around her room, putting them in her duffle and then turned when the door creaked open, her mother coming in. "Everything going okay?" She asked, looking over to Stiles as he pulled her bag onto his shoulder, Caroline nodding.

"Yeah, I'm so ready to get out of this hell hole." She says, biting her lip when her mother sent her a look, "What time will you be home?" She asked, changing the subject quickly as she grabbed the bear Jackson and Lydia had given her.

"I'm not sure sweetie," She says rubbing Caroline arm, "I know I won't be able to make dinner tonight," She says and holds out a twenty, "You and Scotty order pizza." She says, and Caroline nods taking the bill from her and then wrapped her arms around her mother.

"I'm never coming to this place again," She murmured pulling back some and smiled, "Just so you know."

Melissa laughed and nods, "I actually pray you never have to come back here." She says, and looks over to Stiles, who was trying to keep hold of all the flowers in one hand, and balloons in the other, "Take her straight home Stiles, no detours, and no fighting you two." She says pointing between them before hugging Caroline again, and then held the door for the two to leave.

Caroline walked a little in front of Stiles, heading for the elevator, and pressed the first floor button when they were both in. She glanced over at him, biting her lip nervously, "So… Your dad let Lee go?" She asks, seeing him roll his eyes as he shuffled a bit, nodding.

"Yeah," He says a little irritated that she was still so interested in him, "He's related to Derek Hale." He says quickly, looking over at her, "The guy my dad arrested, since he had his sister's dead body buried in his yard." He says with a shrug, thinking maybe the face two psychos being related would scare her off, but she just chuckled.

"Good looks must run in the family then," She taunts knowing exactly what Stiles was doing, and rolled her eyes when he glared, "You know, I get you don't like him, but this jealousy thing really wasn't part of our deal." She snapped, hurrying out of the elevator when the doors opened, and Stiles groaned following after her.

"Yeah, and like I don't see you sending Lydia dirty looks whenever I talk to her." He snapped back, and Caroline laughed rolling her eyes as she pulled her phone out of her pocket.

"Lydia is my best friend Stiles and you're never talking to her, you're talking at her" She says with an eye roll, reading the text Jackson had sent her, and then stopped holding it out for Stiles to read, "Read this out loud for me hun." She says, and Stiles rolls his eyes.

"Queen Bitch, Lydia is currently unavailable at the moment because her and I are f-" Stiles eyes widened, and he felt his face heat up as he glared over at Caroline who nods, pocketing her phone again. "That was mean Caroline." He said angrily, and she shrugged before making her way over to the jeep. Stiles groaned, following after her, muttering things under his breath as he unlocked the jeep, and tossed her bag in the back, then threw her flowers at her as she climbed into the passenger seat, ignoring her when she gasped and cursed at him.

Stiles shoved the balloons into the car, groaning when the biggest, and cheesiest one of a teddy bear, holding a get well soon bear flew back and hit him in the face, making him shout at it and shove it back into the car, "God, what the f-, you don't even have enough friends for all these balloons!" He shouted, fighting back the army of balloons that flew at him before finally giving up and climbed into the jeep, slamming the door shut. Stiles gripped the steering wheel, Caroline watching him, trying not to laugh at the annoyed look on his face as the balloons floated around him, blocking his view. When Stiles slammed his hands against the steering wheel, and started the slap the balloons away while shouting, Caroline couldn't help but laugh, her sides hurting as she did so, and Stiles turned to her glaring. "This isn't funny!" He shouted at her, flailing his arms around wildly, which only made Caroline laugh more, clutching her sides as she leaned forward.

Stiles can't help but crack a smile when Caroline's laugh got goofier, and she even snorted, making him chuckle as he watched her sit back up, wiping at her eyes as she looked over at him, then started to laugh again. "I think you're still high from the morphine." He said shaking his head as he pushed the balloons into the back, then started up the jeep.

"No," She giggled shaking her head as she clutched the teddy bear in her arms, looking back over at him, "You just… you threw a temper tantrum." She laughed, biting her lip, "Like a baby, and it was just cute." She said shaking her head as she looked back out the window.

Stiles rolled his eyes, "I didn't throw a temper tantrum." He defended, looking back over at her, "You were being… very frustrating, and so were your balloons." Caroline smiles shaking her head, completely forgetting the fact she was mad at Stiles as he drove down the road, fumbling with his radio, trying to get it to work. Caroline rolled her eyes when he slammed his palm against the machine, and the music turned itself on, Stiles grinning in triumph at her.

"You're such a dork, you know that right?" She laughed, smiling when he shrugged and she sighed, shaking her head slowly as she hugged the bear to herself, and looked out the window, watching the trees go by. It was almost dark out, the sun was setting and Caroline was afraid to be anywhere near the woods when it was dark. She looked back to Stiles, who was playing air drums on his steering wheel, his head banging along with the music, completely unaware of Caroline's growing nerves. Her nightmares had gotten progressively stranger during her time in the hospital… Sometimes they were just have her in the woods, being stalked by the thing that attacked her… but other times it would be of Scott, and he would be the thing attacking her instead of the cougar. But she didn't tell anyone that, she didn't want anyone thinking she'd gone crazy, with dreaming of things like that and the… hallucinations. Whenever she would look out her window at night in the hospital, she always so those red glowing eyes staring back at her, and it got so bad to the point she kept the blinds shut no matter what. She let out a shaky breath, her grip on the bear tightening a bit as she turned her attention to the Jeep floor, and her newly painted toe nails, needing something to distract her so she wouldn't look outside. Stiles looked around his car confused, hearing the theme song from Jaws, wondering where it was coming from until he noticed Caroline's phone vibrating in his cup holder. He looked over to her, seeing her glance at it from the corner of her eye, before turning her attention back to her feet.

"Care," Caroline looked up from the floor and back over to Stiles, "Your phone is ringing." He says pointing at her cell phone, and she sighed nodding, and picked it up, pressing the ignore button. Stiles raised an eyebrow curiously, she wasn't want to ignore a call, "Who was it?" He asked, noticing her shrug.

"Just my dad," She murmured under breath, leaning her head back against the seat, "He's been calling and texting for the past week." Stiles sighs, nodding slowly as he turned onto the street leading to her house. Caroline never spoke to her father, not since he bailed on them when she was nine… Stiles remembers the day perfectly, It was the only time he'd ever seen her cry, and it was seven years ago.

Stiles had always spent a lot of time at the McCall house, Caroline and Scott were his best friends… his only friends actually. So Mr. and Mrs. McCall were like a second set of parents to him. He was always over for family dinners, he spent the night constantly, and he held witness to a lot of the fights between the two. But this one… this one was worse than the others.

Stiles cringed when he heard the sound of something breaking, he looked over to Scott quickly who was sitting on his bed, trying his best to ignore the sound of his parents shouts, then he turned his head to look at Caroline, who was curled up into a ball, hugging her father's leather jacket to herself.

"I'm sure something just fell," Stiles whispered, putting his hand on top of Caroline's as he nods slowly, but he knew it wasn't, especially when the yelling got louder.

"This is your fault Mark," Stiles could hear Melissa shouting, her voice broken, "You did this, not me!" She sobbed, sounding like it was coming right from outside the door, and that's when the bedroom door was thrown open, and Caroline sat up quickly, looking up at her father, who looked angry, but tears filled his eyes when he saw Caroline, her eyes going to the suitcase in his hand.

"Daddy," Caroline stood up slowly, hugging her father's jacket to herself still, "Daddy what's wrong?" She asked quietly, looking behind her father at her mother, who was leaning against the wall, her hands over her face.

"Baby," Her father breathed out, his voice cracking a little as he looked over to Scott, who was refusing to look at him, "Guys… Daddy's got to go."

Stiles looked over to Scott who stood up, glaring at his father, before he pushed passed him, and ran out into the hall to his mother, but Caroline, she just stood there, staring up at her father. "Can I go too?" She whispered, and Stiles looked to her dad quickly, praying that he'd change his mine and stay, so Caroline would stay.

"No baby," Stiles frowned, looking over to Caroline as she shook her head, "Daddy needs to go alone… and your momma is going to need you."

"No, no she has Scott! I want to go with you Daddy." Caroline sobbed, and Stile bit his lip, shifting his weight nervously as he stared down at the ground. "Why do you have to go? Just stay, please."

Mr. McCall sighed, shaking his head, "I have to go Caroline, I'm sorry, but I have to go, you're staying here with Scotty and your mom… I'll call in a couple of days." Stiles watched as Caroline's father went to hug her but she pushed him away, throwing his jacket at him, then ran straight to Stiles, throwing her arms around him, making his eyes widen, and his face blush. He was only nine, he wasn't used to girls hugging him, but this was Caroline, his best friend, her father was leaving, and she was crying, she never cried.

"He's probably worried about you," Stiles said quickly, looking back over at her as she shrugged, "You are his daughter… and you almost died… You should talk to him." Caroline rolled her eyes, and reached into the back, grabbing the balloons as Stiles pulled up into the drive way.

"If my dad wanted to talk to me, he'd drive his ass from New York, and come see me." She snapped bitterly, before climbing out of the jeep, carrying all her balloons in one hand, and the bear in the other, her eyes widening a bit at the sight of her house.

"Uh Stiles," Stiles glanced out the back of his jeep when he heard Caroline's voice, laughing a little when he noticed what she was looking at. He grabbed her duffle, and the flowers from the front seat, then locked the Jeep, making his way to stand beside her.

"I forgot to tell you," He said, smiling down at her when she turned to look at him, "Lydia and the entire school council decided to do this yesterday."

Caroline shook her head, her eyes scanning over the huge banner that said 'WELCOME HOME CAROLINE!' and then to all the flowers, stuffed animals, and cards that were scattered across her porch steps. "My mom let them do this?" Caroline asked quickly, looking over at Stiles as he nods, and she sighs, "This… I'm making Scott clean all this up." She says, rolling eyes as she maneuvered over the random things on her porch.

"At least you know a lot of people care about you," Stiles said with a shrug as he followed after her, stopping when he saw a basket full of candy on the porch and grabbed it, then followed her into her house, shutting the door behind him.

Caroline sighed, and let go of her balloons, watching as they floated up to the celling, and smiled to herself before making her way into the kitchen. "You should stay here for a while," She called out to Stiles, shuffling through her fridge until she found the jug of cranberry juice, turning around to see Stiles leaning against the counter. "I don't feel like being alone, and I have a feeling Scott's going to be sneaking over to Allison's house."

Stiles smiles, "Does that mean I get free pizza?" He asked with a grin and Caroline laughs as she uncaps the juice.

"Of course it does sweetheart," She grinned, before bringing the jug to her lips, and chugged some juice down as she walked passed him to the living room, kicking her flip flops off ; then flopped down onto the couch, sighing as she put the cap back on the juice, grinning over at Stiles as he sat down beside her, and wrapped an around her shoulders, Caroline smiles, biting down on her bottom lip as she leaned forward some, setting the jug on the coffee table, then turned back to Stiles, trailing her fingers up his chest.

"Go order a large Hawaiian style pizza with a case of Sprite and I'll love you forever," Caroline said, looking up at him, fluttering her eye lashes as he sighed.

"I expect lots of love after this," He said with an eye roll, and Caroline smiles, pressing her lips to his jaw before pulling away to grab the remote while Stiles fished his phone from his pocket and dialed up the pizza man.

Caroline flipped through the channels, pulling her legs up to her chest as she listened to Stiles talk to the pizza guy on the phone, trying to explain to him what they wanted, and where she lived, his hand slowly making its way up her back, making her shiver as she giggled and tilted her head to look at him, meeting his eyes when he smiled.

"You've got thirty minutes to get here Donnie, or I get free pizza," Caroline laughed at Stiles as he hung up quickly, then set the timer on the phone, putting it on the coffee table. "We're so getting free pizza." He grinned, pressing his lips to Caroline's cheek as she laughed, and stopped when she saw '10 Things I Hate About You' was on, tossing the remote to the side.

"Ugh this movie?" Caroline rolled her eyes at Stiles, "Come on Care, not this again." Caroline turned to look at him, giving him one of the looks that told him he wasn't going to get what he wanted, and Stiles pouted.

"Heath Ledger is hot, this movie is cute, and it's almost over anyways, I just want to hear the poem." Caroline said, shrugging a little when Stiles looked at her confused before he sighed and decided to watch the movie with her.

"What's so special about the poem?" He asked kicking his shoes off, and then kicked his legs up onto the coffee table.

"Nothing, I just like it is all." She murmured, glancing over at him, blushing when he smiled at her. She was always good at hiding things from Stiles, he was never very observant, and his head was always so far up Lydia's ass he never caught onto the little things. But they were there, like how any time he'd smile at her, or anywhere near her, her face would flush, or how when he touched her, shivers would run up her spine and goose bumps would form on her skin. It was always like their first time together for her, even if he was a lot better at it, but she could never get out over the nerve wrecking excitement whenever he was near.

Caroline giggled girlishly when Stiles ran his hands up her sides, his eyes still wide from the sight of her naked torso. She couldn't believe she was doing this… she wasn't a virgin, but it felt like she was, and it was Stiles, her best friend, her bed buddy. But what they were doing now was giving the phrase 'bed buddy' a whole new meaning.

"Stiles," A moan slipped passed her lips when his thumb brushed against the swell of her breast, making him blush. He had no idea what he was doing, she knew that, he knew that, and she liked that. She'd be his first time, and she wouldn't have to worry about Lydia, or any other girl taking that from her, even if some other guy took that from him. "Don't be scared." She murmured, looking down at him as she slipped her hands under his shirt, pulling him up so they were face to face. "Really, it's me."

Stiles nods slowly, "Exactly," He whispered, moving his hands up her side, "It's you." He shrugged a little, and Caroline smiled rolling her eyes as she gripped them hem of his shirt, and pulled it over his head and tossed it to the side.

"We've gone skinny dipping together Stiles, it's just like that but… a lot more fun." Stiles smiled a little at the memory, but before he could say anything Caroline pressed her lips to his, her hand moving down to his belt buckle, and his entire body shook.

"I have no idea what to do," He murmured against her lips, his hands moving down to her bottom, feeling her smile against his lips as she pulled his belt off. "You're… god, Caroline." Stiles moaned, his head tilting back when she slipped her hand down his pants, and into his boxers, cupping him.

"Stop talking Stiles, stop thinking, just have fun." She smirks, pressing her lips to the underside of his jaw. Stiles nods quickly, biting his bottom lip hard when he felt her hand moving over him, not paying any attention to the fact she was pushing him back onto the bed, until he felt her lips on his neck, biting and sucking at his skin, doing things to him he only dreamt of feeling. "C-Care." Her name came out of his mouth shakily, and Caroline smirked against his skin, pulling her hand back, making him sigh, opening his eyes, seeing her kissing her way down his chest, her hazel eyes peering back up at him, the look in them making his knees go weak.

"Breath Stiles," Caroline giggled, before sitting back up, taking a minute to roll her hips against him, making him fall back onto the bed before she climbed off, and wiggled out of her pajama bottoms. Stiles bit down hard on his lips, watching as she ran her finger along the top of her lacey underwear, her eyes moving to his pants, and he nods, standing up quickly and threw his pants down, making her laugh.

"You, uh… what now?" Stiles winced when he heard his voice crack, and Caroline giggled again before walking over to her night stand, shuffling around in it before pulling out a small, plastic square, and Stiles felt his heart drop all the way to his stomach.

"Now it's your turn," She said handing him to condom before turning her bedside lamp off and crawled under her covers. Stiles took in a breath, looking at the condom in his hands, then back to Caroline who held up her now discarded underwear, his eyes widening as she threw them to the side. "This would be were you get in the bed with me Stilinski."

Stiles nods, blushing a bit as he slipped out of his boxers, seeing her blush as well before he gripped the condom in his hand a little tighter; he crawled under the covers next to her, laying on his side, both of them staring at each other silently. "Are you… Are you sure this is what you want?" He whispered moving a little closer to her as she nods slowly.

"Yes," She said, smiling, moving her hand to cup his cheek, "This is what I want." Stiles smiled a little, before he leaned forward, and pressed his lips to hers, his hand going to her waist, pulling her closer as she deepened their kiss, kissing her back sloppily while he moved so he was on top of her, pulling away a little. Caroline smiled up at him, taking his face in her hands, biting her lip as she heard the plastic of the condom being ripped, looking up at the ceiling as he slipped it on.

"I, Care," Caroline shushed him, running her thumb over his bottom lip, looking back at him as he stared at her, his eyes a little scared, but full of want, and she nods, quietly telling him it was okay.

Stiles let out a breath, and rested his forehead against hers, closing his eyes as Caroline wrapped her legs around his hips, pulling him closer, pushing herself against him, and he finally gathered up the courage, and pushed himself into her, moaning loudly at the new feeling, hearing her let out a cry and he looked at her, "W-What's the matter?" He asked quickly, going to pull away but she shook her head and tightened her hold on his hips.

"N-Nothing, just, go slow." She murmured, still feeling the slight pain as he nods, and does exactly what she said.

"Caroline," Caroline looked around hearing Stiles voice, pulling her from her memories, "You're missing your poem." He chuckled, pointing at the TV and Caroline blushed nodding as she looked back to the TV, trying to gather her thoughts again, pushing away the thought of Stiles naked and touching her like he did that night.

"You know, this is a cheesy poem." Stiles shrugged, catching her attention again, "If she loves him, she should just tell him here, and forget about the fact she wants to hate him." He says, gesturing towards the TV, "He didn't really screw her over… He just, needed the money, and ended up actually loving her too."

Caroline smiled a little, looking back down at the TV, "She's just scared is all." She said shrugging, "She's always hated the thought of love because her mother left her father when they were supposed to love each other, and it scares her… and he was using her, so she doesn't trust him."

Stiles nods slowly, looking back over at Caroline, watching her as she picked at the loose strings on her tank top, "Well he loves her, so she should just tell him he loves her too." He murmured, brushing the hair from her face, smiling when he noticed her blush, staring at her when she looked back over at him.

He leaned in for a kiss when the doorbell sounded, and they both jumped, Caroline pulling away quickly as she fished the twenty from her pocket, "You lost, pay for the pizza." She said handing it over to him, and Stiles nods, clearing his throat as he snatched it from her and stood.

"Damn it, I wanted a free pizza." He muttered under his breath as he walked over to the door. As Stiles fought with Donnie about the 'thirty minute policy', Caroline grabbed her jug of cranberry juice and went back into the kitchen to put it away

. Caroline shuffled around in the kitchen, cleaning up the counter so they could set the pizza and drinks down, the made her way to the sink, washing her hands. Caroline. Caroline's eyes widened a little as she heard the voice again and her heart stopped looking up slowly, jumping when she saw a pair of red eyes off in the distance. She shook her head, "You're not there, You're not there." She whispered to herself, looking away from the window and pack down at her hands, screaming when she saw them covered in blood.

"Caroline! Caroline!" Stiles ran back into the house, the pizza dropped the ground, and the pizza guy, Donnie, following after him as he made his way into the kitchen, seeing Caroline wiping her hands onto her clothes, gasping for air. "Care, Care what is it?" Stiles asked quickly, gripping her face, forcing her to look at him as she panicked.

"Blood, there's blood, and the eyes." She cried, looking back down at her hands, her eyes widening when she saw her hands weren't covered anything.

"Caroline there's no blood," He whispered, taking her hands, "It's nothing…. You just… imagined it."

"Yo man, is your girl trippin' or what?" Donnie laughed, making Stiles let out a angry huff of air, pressing his lips to Caroline's forehead, whispering to her to calm down before he turned around.

"Take your money and get out." Stiles snapped, shoving the twenty into his chest, and pushed him out of the kitchen.

"Hey man, I didn't say nothin', no need to get so rough!" Donnie shouted back and Stiles rolled his eyes before shoving him out the front door, before coming face to face with Scott, who looked at him confused.

"Stiles? What are you doing here still?" Scott asked, looking at him, then the pizza box on the ground, "What's happened? Where's Care?" He asked worriedly before going inside, seeing his sister with tears in her eyes, and taking breaths from her inhaler. "Care? Car what happened?"

Caroline shook her head, letting out a grunt when Scott pulled her to him, his arms wrapping around her waist, "I'm fine Scotty, just a panic attack is all." She murmured, giving him a weak smile when he pulled back.

"Are you sure?" He asked, looking back over to Stiles who bit his lip.

"I'll uh text you later Scott, I've got to go home." He said giving Scott a look that told him he had something important to tell him, "Care, don't do driving with rapists while I'm gone." Stiles warned, pointing over at her before turning to leave, stopping for a moment to crouch down, and steal a slice of pizza, giving the twins a thumbs up as he bit into it and left, the door shutting behind him.

Caroline sighed as Scott looked back at her, his hands going to her shoulders, "Scotty I'm fine really, can we just… eat some pizza then go to bed?" She whispered, and Scott stares at her for a moment before sighing.

"Fine, but I'm sleeping in your room tonight." He said, smiling when she did.

"Scared the boogeyman might get me," She laughed walking over to the pizza box on the ground, and Scott sighed running a hand through his hair.

"Yeah, something like that."