Chapter Ten – This Time Around
After telling Stiles goodnight and thanking him for the ride back to her house, Avery started up the driveway pausing when she saw a new black Cadillac Escalade in the driveway. Her eyebrows knotted in confusion wondering who would be at their house this time of night.
Unlocking the door she walked into the large house and barely got the door shut behind her and turned around when her dad emerged from his office and rushed towards her, wrapping her in a warm, fatherly embrace.
Patting his back she said, "It's okay…"
"Are you okay?" He questioned taking a step back and looking her over.
Her mind flashed over the events of the last few days; being electrocuted by the hunters, forced to watch Scott being tortured, her fighting with Teagan, finding out Kate Argent is alive, and to all of the fear and confusion from Derek being aged backwards.
While learning to cope with life's situations; the good and the bad. She'd been told countless times to not hold it in, that she needed a support system or at the very least to keep a journal to let out some of what she was feeling inside.
And as much as she wanted to take that advice to heart, she knew she couldn't begin to explain how she was feeling to her dad. So she took a deep breath, plastered a smile on her face and said, "Yeah, I'm fine."
"Did you get Derek?" He questioned.
"Yeah… it wasn't the hunters who had him… but we managed to bring him home." She vaguely answered.
"Avery, with what I was saying before… it wasn't that I didn't want Derek rescued, it was that I didn't want you to be doing the rescuing. Not so soon after getting back from Long Beach." He quietly said, trying to get her to understand where he was coming from.
"I know." She nodded, "I get it… a part of me never wanted to leave Long Beach, I just wanted to hide away and not deal with anything. But I have a life here, friends who need and depend on me… but you can't keep looking at me like I'm so fragile that the smallest upset is going to make me snap."
"I know you're strong, but this world of werewolves and supernatural has almost killed you more times than I can count." He argued.
She looked down to the expensive flooring, then back up to him as she shrugged and said, "It's my world too, dad. And that… breakdown I had months ago wasn't a result of things that happened over night. It was build up from one traumatic thing after another and I couldn't deal with it. Losing Allison on top of all that… I broke, I completely lost it but I'm better now."
He swallowed hard, realizing how close he'd came to losing her several times. And ever since Allison died, all he could think was how that could have easily been Avery.
Before he could say anything else and make her think about things she didn't want too, Avery cleared her throat and nodded behind her towards the door, "Who's car is outside?"
With a sigh he reached into his pocket and pulled out the keys as he said, "To be completely honest, I was going to just buy you a new Mustang."
Her jaw dropped, "But… I hate the new models!"
Nodding he dropped the keys into her open hand as he admitted, "I know."
Closing her slightly trembling fingers around the metal keys she quietly said, "Thanks for the new car… but I'd rather have had mine back."
He gave her a hard stare before letting out a breath and explaining, "I felt guilty… when you came to me for help with the money, I should have done something. Avery, I know how much you love that car, I remember having to drive you up to your uncles every weekend for the year he spent restoring it for you. I tried to get your car back. I tracked down the collector that you sold it too but he wouldn't sell it back… for any price."
"It's okay… I guess that's what I get, right?" She mumbled under her breath.
"If you don't like the Escalade, we can find you something else…" He started to say, but she shook her head and silenced him.
Her eyes burned but a smile fell over her lips as she said, "Thanks dad." And stepped forward, giving him a hug before heading up to her room.
Over an hour later Avery sighed heavily as she stared down to the blank page of the journal she'd bought on her shopping trip with Teagan after she'd came back home.
"This is stupid…" She breathed out as she dropped the pen in the crease of the blank book and leaned back in her computer chair, pulling her knees up to her chest and wrapped her arms around her legs.
She thought she was managing with everything okay, until she'd gotten into the shower when she got home and almost had a panic attack when she replayed coming face-to-face with Kate in the Hale vault.
Now there was a part of her that felt unstable again, like some broken piece of that faceless image that haunted her was trying to claw its way back out; begging her to just try and shut herself back down, to wrap back up in the numbness that had been her comfort zone for so long but there another part of her fighting against it.
The war happening inside of her head was enough to make her scream.
She'd tried to write down what she was feeling, to vent on page so that she didn't worry her friends but she just couldn't do it.
Another thing weighing heavily on her mind was not knowing or understanding what Kate had done to Derek to age him backwards or why his eyes were now golden yellow instead of blue.
Standing up she paced back and forth in the moonlight bleeding in through her open curtains trying to talk herself down, but nothing seemed to be helping. She felt like every little sound she heard could be Kate and the fear was suffocating.
Avery crossed her room and picked up her phone and wondered if she should call one of her friends, but everyone was already worried enough about her. And she knew Teagan had just had one of the longest days of her life and was probably trying to sleep.
Before she could even really collect her thoughts she'd picked her keys up off the desk and headed downstairs towards the door.
~()~
After leaving the school and arriving at the Young house, Teagan walked inside as Isaac followed along behind her. Paul; who was sitting in the living room, glanced up seeing the two walk in, both looking wore out and injured.
"What in the world happened to you two?" Paul questioned, as he stood up from the couch and followed the two teens into the kitchen.
"Berserkers happened." Isaac answered, as Teagan kneeled down to pet Aspen; who ran over to them.
"What is a berserker?" Paul asked with a confused expression on his face. The more he heard about their world, the more confused he was.
"I'm not even sure if I understand what they are." Teagan said with a sigh, as she ran a hand through her hair. Before leaving the school, Derek told them what he knew about berserkers until they were interrupted by Peter, who was still talking about it was all a trick and he just wanted his money back.
Peter believed that Kate tricked Derek, pretending she wanted the Triskelion, when really she wanted to rob the Hale vault. Teagan really didn't care if Peter was robbed, she was more worried about what Kate's end game was. What she was up to and making sure she didn't go after Avery again.
"They're evil bastards are what they are." Isaac pointed out, as he rubbed his sore shoulder. When he forced the berserker to drop him, he landed hard on his shoulder and had to push it back in its socket earlier. It was healing, but at the moment still sore as hell.
Once he realized what he said, he looked over at Paul, his eyes widen, as he quickly apologized for the bad language he used, but Paul held up his hand, telling him it was okay.
"Just tell me that you are going to be careful." Paul said, as he looked at his daughter. He knew the world she was involved in was dangerous. He already lost his wife and didn't want to lose his daughter too, but he also knew she wasn't walking away from it and he couldn't help but feel proud by that fact.
In the beginning he wanted her out of it, he tried to force her out, but that backfired on him and for good reason. He and his wife always taught her to stand up for what she believed in, to never turn your back on loved ones and that is what she did. She stuck by her friends and the boy she loves. Now he just had to hope she was safe, but he knew how strong she was and knew she was trained well.
As Teagan nodded her head at her father's comment, Isaac stared at her as he spoke up,"I won't let anything happen to her."
"I know you won't." Paul said with a grateful smile, as he looked over at him. He wasn't blind, he could see how much the young werewolf loved his daughter and knew he would do whatever to protect her.
"You two act like I'm some little weakling who can't handle herself." Teagan stated, as she folded her arms across her chest and looked at her father and boyfriend. She rested one of her hands on her hurt elbow, trying not to make a face when she hit the tender skin. She didn't want to worry her father and let him know she was hurt.
"Oh I know you can handle yourself." Isaac said back, as he walked over to the refrigerator, pulling out two bottles of water. He took a sip from one of the bottles, then walked back over to the others. He sat the bottle on the counter then slide it over to Teagan; who was standing across from him at the island in the middle of the kitchen.
He looked over at Paul with a proud smile on his face, as he added,"Your daughter is badas- I mean, she's good, really good."
"I was trained by the best." Teagan pointed out, with a sad smile on her face, as she thought about Allison.
Paul smiled at their words, then kissed Teagan on the side of her head, as he said,"Well keep being the best and keep coming home." He hugged his daughter close, as he softly added,"I can't lose you, Sweet Tea."
"You won't, Dad." Teagan promised him, as she hugged him back.
Paul nodded his head at her words, then told them he was going to bed; now that he knew both were home and safe, he would be able to sleep better. He gave Isaac's shoulder a friendly pat, telling him he was welcome to stay the night.
"Thank you." Isaac said sincerely.
It always made him happy when Paul invited him to stay, it was a big step from before when Paul wanted Teagan away from him; but the two were on better terms now and Isaac was welcomed in the house anytime.
He could even stay the night, as long as he slept in the guest room. The only time before he was allowed in her bed was when she was having the horrible nightmares and hallucinations, but since the door was shut in her mind, she never had any like that again, just regular nightmares from time to time.
Paul nodded his head, as if to say 'you're welcome', then told them night as he walked out of the room. Teagan and Isaac stood still, their eyes on each other, until Isaac nodded his head, letting her know Paul was in his room and had shut the door; only then did Teagan let out a pained noise as she removed her coat and grabbed on to her elbow.
Isaac walked over to her, picking up the bottle of water he slid over to her earlier, and placed it against her elbow. "Here, hold on to that until I get you some ice."
He walked back over to the refrigerator, opening up a drawer beside it to pull out a zip lock bag, then opened the freezer door to grab a handful of ice and tossed it into the bag. He zipped the bag up, then walked back over to her, removing the bottle of water, and holding the bag against her bruised elbow.
"Are you sure I shouldn't take you to the hospital?" Isaac asked. It was a questioned he asked her all the way home, but she told him to keep driving, she would be okay.
"It's not broken or anything. I didn't hit it that hard, it just hurts like hell." Teagan said, as she shook her head. One of the many things Allison taught her and Avery was how to tell how badly injured you were; how to tell the difference between a break, a sprain and so on. She could tell her elbow was just badly bruised, but would be okay in a day or so.
Isaac nodded his head as he kept the bag of ice against her skin, but he could tell by the look on her face that she was still in a lot of pain and the ice was doing nothing to help her. He knew something that would help her though.
He removed the bag, tossing it on to the counter, then laid his hand on the bruised area, drawing out the pain.
"Isaac, what are you-" She began to say, as she tried to pull her arm away, not wanting him to take her pain away. She didn't want him to feel the awful pain she was in.
"Shh, it's okay." Isaac interrupted, as he laid his other hand on the side of her face. The more pain he took away, the more he could see the look on her face change. Her face was now relaxed and not scrunched up in pain like before.
When she saw him panting, trying to breath through the pain, she shook her head and laid her hand on top of his hand, trying to remove the hand from her elbow.
"Isaac?" She breathed out. "You have to stop. You shouldn't do this. You're-You're taking too much."
Isaac shook his head, as he closed his eyes, and leaned forward to rest his forehead against hers. With his other hand, he caressed the side of her face, as he softly said,"Your pain is my pain."
"Isaac..." She quietly said, as she pulled back to look at him. Her elbow was just a dull ache now, but she could tell he was in even more pain then before after taking the pain from her. She said his name again, getting his attention, before saying,"You have to let go."
"I don't want you to be in pain." He breathed out.
"And I don't want you in pain either." Teagan stated, as she laid her hand on the side of his face. "Especially my pain. You need to let go."
Isaac blew out a pained breath, as he released her arm and fell against the counter. Teagan rushed over to him, laying a hand on his back, trying to give him comfort.
"I'm okay." He said, as he tried to catch him breath. He could feel all of her pain rushing through his body, but he could also feel himself healing from it. He knew in a few minutes the pain would be gone.
"I appreciate you doing that, Isaac, but you shouldn't have." Teagan said, as she ran her hand up and down his back. "You should never take my pain. You have enough on your own. Don't take on more."
Isaac raised his head to look at her, as he laid a hand on the side of her face. He gave her a smile, as he whispered out,"It's you and me."
"It's you and me." She whispered back, before leaning forward to softly kiss his lips. She pulled back to look at him, as she said,"But you still shouldn't do that. Besides if I am in pain, I can just do what any human would do. I can soak my body in the bathtub."
"I do love your tub." Isaac said back, as he pressed his lips against her. "We can still go soak in it now, right?" He questioned with a smile, his lips inches from hers.
"My dad is home." Teagan whispered, as she pointed to the ceiling. Knowing he would want to do more than just soak in the tub.
Isaac listened in for a moment, then added,"He's asleep."
Teagan bit her bottom lip in thought, before shaking her head and saying,"We probably shouldn't."
"I think we should." Isaac argued, as he stood up straight. He wrapped his arms around her, pulling her toward him, as he tried to talk her into it,"We can dim the lights, turn on the jets and there are even lights in it, remember?"
"I remember." Teagan said with a laugh, as she remembered telling him that months ago. The night he was attacked by the Oni and was freezing, she suggested a warm soak in the tub. Between that and the fun they had in the tub, he was able to get warm again.
"There will also be a naked me and a naked you." Isaac added. He shot her a grin, as he said,"How can you turn down a naked me and a naked you?"
Teagan bit her bottom lip again, as she leaned against the counter in thought. She blew out a breath, as she pointed a finger toward him, before saying,"Okay, but you have to be quiet. We can not wake up my dad."
Isaac continued to smile at her, as he grabbed her uninjured arm, pulling her toward him. He placed his hands on her butt, lifting her up. As she wrapped her legs around his waist, he leaned forward to press his lips against hers for a heated kiss.
He pulled back to grin against her lips, as he whispered out,"Oh I can be quiet. Question is, can you be quiet?"
"I can be quiet." Teagan whispered back.
Isaac raised his eyebrows, as he said,"Really?" He knew how loud she could get at times.
As she nodded her head to answer, he leaned forward to press his lips against the side of her neck, deciding to test her. When he began to nibble on her skin, he heard her heart speed up and could tell she was trying not to moan out.
He grinned against her skin, then slipped a hand under her shirt, lightly running his nails across her back, knowing that always turned her on. He quickly pulled back and placed his hand over her mouth, when she finally let out a loud moan.
"Shh!" He hissed with a chuckle. "You're not suppose to be loud, remember?"
"Then don't do things like that." Teagan said back with a laugh, as she playfully slapped his shoulder.
"Let's see what else I can do to make you not scream." Isaac said with a grin, as he began to walk toward the stairs, heading for her bedroom, with her still wrapped around him.
After everything that had happened recently they needed a little fun in their life. They needed to do the type of things they did while they were away in Long Beach, they needed to connect again, to be a couple again, and that is exactly what they planned to do.
~()~
Several minutes later, Avery was parked outside of Derek's building with little recollection as to how she even got there.
With a sigh she leaned forward and rested her head against the steering wheel and wondered if she'd ended up there because she needed to see him for her own peace of mind or if it was because she was worried about him. A part of her knew she should turn around and head back home or maybe even to Lydia's since she knew Teagan and Isaac were probably still trying to deal with the fact that Teagan could have been pregnant.
But she felt like she couldn't rest until she saw Derek again; just long enough to make sure he was okay since he'd taken off so quickly after telling them what he knew about berserkers. Just a few minutes to check on him was all she needed, just to see him long enough to catch her breath and stop her head from spinning.
Getting out of the car she pulled her purse strap onto her shoulder and slowly made her way into the building and up the several flights of stairs. Normally she'd take the elevator but as much as she wanted to see him, there was an equal part of her that was scared.
She now knew he hadn't been waiting on her when she got home and hadn't called her because he wasn't able too but now that raised a frightening question; if he hadn't been taken by Kate and locked in an Aztec temple, would he have been there?
Her footsteps slowed down to an almost nonexistent pace as she reached his floor and started towards his door.
It was now or never; she told herself as she started to raise her fist to knock on the door but before she could the door flew open she stared wide eyed to Derek who was holding his cellphone between his teeth as he was in the process of pulling his jacket on.
His eyes moved up until they locked with hers and she stared at him with an unsure expression like she might just turn around and take off running at any second if he said the wrong thing.
"Hey…" She shakily breathed.
His eyes traveled over her and he noticed she was dressed in a pair of black and gray plaid pajama pants and a plain black tank top, his forehead lined with confusion knowing she was the last person who'd wear her sleeping clothes out in public –for any reason.
Taking his phone out of his mouth he held it up and said, "I found my phone and charged the battery… I just got your messages."
"Oh god…" She breathed, closing her eyes and letting out sigh as she hung her head and said, "All seven hundred of them?"
With a small smile he tried to joke, "I think there might have only been five hundred… definitely not more than six."
Raising her head she slowly cracked a smile but her body still felt jittery from nerves as she apologized, "I'm sorry… I know I had no right to be calling you like that."
He frowned as he replayed her messages in his head. The first messages she'd left were from the treatment facility and he could hear the hope in her voice as she assured him that she was getting better and would really like to see him. Then once she got back to Beacon Hills, her voice had a sadness to it as she still tried to contact him. Finally, the last stage the messages went through was anger; both at him for ignoring her and at herself for believing things would be different.
"If I'd had a way to get the messages and get to you… I would have." He assured her, their eyes locking briefly before she looked down to the floor and said, "I should probably get going, you look like you're going somewhere."
She started to turn away, pausing slightly hoping that he'd tell her he was glad she was there but instead he said, "I was heading out."
Her expression fell farther until he continued, "I just got your messages… so I was coming to see you."
As she looked back at him, he said, "I'm glad you're here."
He motioned for her to come inside and when she did he slid the heavy metal door shut behind them as he silently watched her walking farther into his loft, until she stopped near the large window and looked out into the darkness of the night.
She could see his reflection behind her in the window and she said, "I wasn't sure you'd want to see me… after everything that happened."
Keeping his eyes on her, he explained, "I don't remember a lot before you guys got me out of the tomb in Mexico…" His voice trailed off as he remembered Scott and the mercenary Braeden getting him out of there and then when he gathered the strength to look up when he was being pulled from La Inglesia, the first thing he'd seen was Avery as she rushed towards him and took his face in her hands.
Looking to his reflection she asked, "Do you remember the things that happened after we found you?"
"You mean like you hitting that deputy?"
She held back a smile as he nodded and explained, "Yeah, I remember all of that."
The room was silent as both of them were thinking about the same thing, but neither of them wanted to bring it up. Not able to take the quiet any longer Avery carefully questioned, "What did Kate do to you… what happened to your eyes?"
His gaze moved back to her and he shook his head as he quietly said, "I don't know…"
"How did this even happen?" She breathed, wrapping her arms around herself and shivered, as she slowly turned around and faced him, "Everyone kept telling me she was dead –that she couldn't hurt me anymore… but she's not dead, she's alive and stronger than ever…" Her voice grew hoarse and she shook her head back and forth feeling tears stinging her eyes as she whispered, "How is this even possible?"
He took a step closer as he softly said, "I'm sorry… Avery, I really thought she was dead."
Shaking her head back and forth, she pulled in a shallow breath feeling like the room was growing smaller on her as she stumbled over her words, "I… I'm sorry, I shouldn't have came here… you've got enough going on, I'm just gonna go."
But as she tried to rush past him he stopped her, as he folded his arms around her in a protective embrace, he pointed out, "It's okay. She knows that we know she's alive and she's hiding right now, you're safe."
She placed her hands on his chest and started to try and push him back to tell him that she already couldn't breathe and this wasn't helping but he didn't let her go as he assured her, "I'm here… I told you I'd be here."
Swallowing hard she finally stopped pushing against him and somehow managed to pull in a breath; slowly getting herself back in control as she held onto him. Burying her face in his shirt, she closed her eyes and appreciate the moment. Not only because she felt safe and like she belonged in his arms, but because he was alive and so was she.
From the time she'd found the bullet casing at his loft a part of her knew he might be alive and now finally she had proof that he was alive and okay. Back to his normal age and she didn't care about the color of his eyes –not as long as he was alive and well. Everything else they could figure out later.
As they sat down on the side of his bed she smiled in thanks as he slid his jacket off and helped her put it on as she continued to shiver in the cool room. "Thanks." She breathed as she admitted, "Rushing out of my house in pajamas in the middle of the night wasn't my brightest idea."
"Why did you? You never leave your house in pajamas." He finally asked, causing her to smile as he pointed out another thing he knew about her.
"I don't know exactly… to be honest, I don't remember the drive here either." She explained.
But when she looked at his face, she sighed and hugged his jacket around herself as she continued, "I just mean everything was a blur… not like a crazy thing. I'm not crazy… not anymore at least."
"I never thought you were crazy." He admitted to her, "It's been over a year since you got pulled into all of this and you've just been taking one hit after another… I think it finally just got to be too much, but that doesn't make you crazy."
"It did too make me crazy… completely unstable and then that day I hurt myself again, it was like I just finally snapped." Her mind drifted back to be constantly haunted by the faceless version of herself and she shivered again, "And I thought I was ready to come back… I thought I could handle being home again."
"But now Kate's back?" Derek guessed as he sat beside her on the bed.
"Allison trained me not only to protect myself, but she taught me how to fight… showed me how to approach situations without emotion and to use fear to my advantage to be stronger and alert. Logically I know how to handle this, how to handle Kate… but then the first time I saw her again –I froze. Everything I've learned, all of my training completely flew out the window and I was helpless again."
Taking a deep breath she continued to try and talk through what she was feeling, "I looked at her and all I could think about was the day she had the both of us, before she ever took me to where you were being held."
His eyes traveled down to see what she was staring at; her left hand, remembering the pain she'd been in that night.
"She, uh… she asked me who the alpha was, she knew that I knew but I couldn't tell her. I didn't even understand what was even happening really, even knowing everything she'd done –a part of me still didn't understand what was happening until…"
Her voice trailed off and Derek swallowed hard as he watched her continuing to stare down to her left hand.
"Snap." Avery whispered as she held onto one of the fingers that Kate had broken.
His eyes closed and his heart started to race as he remembered how bad that night was for them both, and how he should have been at the hospital when she first up –but he wasn't. "Avery…" He breathed, feeling sick to his stomach and also outraged at not only Kate for hurting her like that, but at himself for not trying to protect her and not being there for her afterwards.
Nodding she continued to stare at her hand as she cleared her throat, "She asked me again and I still wouldn't tell her…"
Gently holding onto another finger she repeated in a hoarse whisper, "Snap."
He closed his eyes for a few seconds then slowly opened them to see she was looking at him. His mind was blank from hearing her recount the night, desperately he wished he had something to say to her but he didn't even know where to begin.
The only thing she'd really told him about that night was how she'd left with Kate to protect Teagan.
"It hurt so bad… and all I could think was that it couldn't get any worse and then she took me underground and I saw you and suddenly everything was so much worse." Her voice trembled as glanced up to see he was watching her intently with a pained look on his face.
"You'd warned me, told me that someone might try to use us against each other like that, but idiot me I didn't really believe you. You told me so many times that being together was dangerous but I don't think I understood exactly what you meant until that night." She said with a weak almost bitter tasting smile.
He opened his mouth to say something but she continued, "That night changed everything… didn't it?"
Their eyes met and she said, "Until Kate, I didn't believe that evil was real or that hell existed. But then she tied me up… broke my bones, beat me till I was black and blue before she cut my wrist wide open and then…" her voice cracked.
He scooted a little closer to her, just wanting to provide her with some kind of comfort.
"Then I knew –that hell isn't some place you go when you die. I learned that hell was this horrific state of being. And that this person, who I once thought was a friend –was really this depraved embodiment of pure evil and it changed… everything. The sun never quite shined as bright after that day, the nights were colder and darker than I remembered." Her voice was barely over a whisper by the time she finished her sentence.
"But I think the worst part of it was that… that was the night I lost you." Her voice was barely over a whisper as she spoke.
Finally finding his words he shook his head back and forth as he gently pulled her trembling hands into his in an attempt both hold them still and comfort her as he said, "You didn't lose me."
"I did." She argued offering up a defeated smile, "We were still together but things weren't ever the same… you didn't even look at me the same way."
Letting out the breath he hadn't even realized he'd been holding he tried to explain, "Because every time I looked at you all I could see was her hurting you… when I looked it was just another reminder that I wasn't strong enough, that I wasn't powerful enough to protect you."
Her brows knotted with a look falling somewhere between pain and anger as she pointed out, "I didn't need you to protect me… I just needed you."
Their eyes met and he nodded, knowing one of the biggest mistakes he'd ever made was making her feel likes she wasn't important enough to him. She'd never know how much he truly regretted not making her a top priority, because that resulted in him losing her.
Then he'd watched her move on with Stiles but it wasn't until he'd witnessed the blossoming of the feelings and connection that she had with Deputy Parrish that he really started to feel like he'd lost her for good. But now here she was at his loft.
She'd found out Kate Argent, the source of her worst nightmares was alive and it wasn't either of them she ran too; it was him. And he didn't know if it was because he'd been there the night Kate had gotten ahold of her or what her reasoning was behind it but either way he was going to be there for her.
He wrapped his arms around her as he gently pulled her body against his when he saw her using the sleeve of his jacket to wipe a stray tear that had rolled down her cheek.
There were so many things he wasn't sure about, the top of that list now being what Kate had done to him and what the lasting effects would be. But there was something he was entirely certain of and that was that he'd never stopped loving her and never stopped regretting the fact that he'd let her get away. He knew he didn't deserve her, especially not after everything he'd put her through. But she'd still came to him which meant maybe there was a chance he could make things up to her, a chance that he could do things right this time and make sure she knew how important she was to him.
~ A Teen Wolf fanfiction collaboration between Miss E Charlotte and Sage Londyn.~
A/N- Thanks so much for reading! ^_^ I hope you guys are all having a great holiday season!
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