Hey guys I know it has been a while, but I am back and hopefully going to figure out where this story is going. I kinda have an idea but we will see how it plays out as I write the next chapters. Please leave suggestions or comments. I have loved reading your reviews it means the world! Hope you enjoy this chapter.

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He was lightly dabbing the warm washcloth on her forehead, although it wasn't warm for very long. This was the third time that Stiles had woken to Lydia shaking uncontrollably against his chest. She still was unable to warm up after everything that happened, and Stiles was still worried.

He rubbed his hands up and down her arms, trying anything to get her somewhat comfortable enough to stop shaking and to sleep peacefully but nothing was working. Eventually an idea popped into his head, but he had to be quick and he had to try and move as little as possible to not wake up Lydia. He quickly lifted her arms and moved them to her side as he slid out of his long sleeve t-shirt till he had his bare chest showing, he remembered reading that body heat was more useful without clothes on.

He shifted back over to Lydia and didn't even have to move her arms back to him, she automatically felt him there next to her and she found the perfect crevice in his neck and nuzzled her face next to his and let out a sigh of relief. As minutes passed, Lydia's shaking finally slowed down and eventually stopped, which made Stiles feel relieved. Eventually Stiles himself felt his eyelids closing and found himself falling asleep too.

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Her fingers felt soft warm skin under them, and she began to rub small circles still unaware of her surroundings. She was warm, and she felt safe for the first time in a while. She slowly began to open her eyes, noticing it was quite bright in the room and had to give herself a few seconds to let her eyes adjust. When she could finally see, she saw that her arms were splayed across a pale chest that was moving up and down to a soft breathing pattern. She looked up and her eyes met the sweet and innocent face of the boy she loved, Stiles.

She couldn't helped but smile, that was why she felt safe and apparently warm as she took in the fact that he must have taken his shirt off in the middle of the night. He was too caring, too sweet, it almost felt like she didn't deserve him. When she thought back to her previous relationships, she had hope for them but they always turned out to be one sided. She would end up putting in more effort then they would, and it only seemed like she cared. Or it would just end in her heart breaking because they were just using her, because she use to be different back when high school started.

Stiles though, he had been one of her best friends that stood by her no matter what. Even when she wasn't exactly the nicest to him, he was there for her when she was at her worst. She never thought she would be lying with him, after they somehow confessed their love to each other. It was a lot to take in , but it was good.

"Oh gosh it's too early to be thinking so deeply right now. What is it 7?"

Lydia was so deep in her thoughts that she didn't even notice , Stiles had woken up and was looking down at her. His smart comment made her smile as she looked at the clock.

"7:30 actually."

Stiles smiled as he saw her face brighten up at his voice, he was waking up with Lydia and that is what made him happy. "So uh about my shirt, you just kept begging for me to take it off last night so I eventually gave in. I thought I would show off my 6 pack, you know give you a little sneak peak of the show." He was smirking, and it got Lydia to let out a laugh as she tried to punch his chest but ended up being a little bit to much for her body. She winced and leaned back.

"Well if you must know, the show isn't too bad." Lydia leaned back down to his chest. Stiles hand moved to her waist, bringing her closer to him as if it was even possible.

"Do you really think this whole mare situation is over with? I mean I'm asking banshee wise."

It took Lydia to respond back but when she did her voice was laced with hesitation, "If I am being honest, I don't feel anything but I don't know if that is a good thing or not."

Stiles knew that Lydia getting back her powers and becoming strong again was going to be difficult, the sacrifice took a lot out of her but he would stick with her as long as she needed. He placed a kiss to her forehead, "How about I put some clothes on and I make you some breakfast. Sound good?"

Lydia giggled but nodded her head, she had to start somewhere.

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Derek was running. He was chasing the scent of his friends that led them to the nemeton last night. He was going to get the body before someone ran into it and questioned what it was. He knew he was close so he picked up the pace, he had been getting stronger with his new training and he liked it.

When he rounded a patch of trees he came to the nemeton, but what he didn't see was the body of the mare. It was no where to be found and a new layer of worry built up inside of Derek. This couldn't have been good.

He decided to head to Deaton's before worrying the pack, he needed to try an figure this out on his own because Scott and Stiles had enough on their plate right now. He finally pulled up to the veterinary clinic, and opened the door making the small bell jingle.

"Hello welcome, how may I he- Derek? What are you doing here? Is Lydia okay?" Deaton had shock written all over his face. Derek wasn't someone he normally saw in his clinic.

"Lydia is fine from what I heard from Scott this morning, but we may have a bigger problem. I went to the woods to go deal with the body of the mare, but it wasn't where we left it or anywhere nearby. I didn't even get a whiff of sulfur. What does this mean? You think he is still alive?"

Deaton took in the news Derek just passed on to him, and sat down at his desk with his thoughts running fast in his head. How could the body not be there?

"Did anyone inform Sheriff Stilinski? He could have already disposed of the body, lets not jump to conclusions now." Deaton tried to reassure Derek, but he just shook his head with frustration.

"No no, no one told the sheriff. I was going to deal with it, but now I don't know what to do. This is not good." Derek grabbed his jacket ready to leave.

Deaton could see how anxious Derek was and he knew he wanted to tell the pack so badly but Deaton knew that at a time like this it would make things only worse for Lydia and everyone. "Derek wait, you can't just go running off and telling them you think the mare is still alive. We need more information. For all we know an animal could have taken the body. Just wait till we can figure this out, they don't need anymore stress right now."

Derek didn't want to listen but he eventually gave in and sat down across from Deaton discussing the possibilities.

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"Can you pass the syrup please?"

Melissa had woken up when she heard Stiles moving downstairs and decided to head down and start breakfast. Soon the kitchen was filled with the sweet smell of pancakes which caused Scott to follow down not too much later. They now sat at the dining room table, drinking orange juice and stuffing their faces with pancakes well at least the boys were.

Stiles was watching Lydia as she moved the little pieces she had cut up around her plate, and she had barely touched any of her fruit. He didn't want to push her, but she couldn't go without eating.

"Lydia will you try eating just a little bit for me please?"

Lydia looked up through her thick eyelashes and sighed, "I'm trying I promise it's just, I have no appetite whatsoever and just looking at this makes me want to throw up. I can't I'm sorry." Melissa looked across the table at the poor girl and understood that she wasn't mentally ready to get back to regular life. She had just been through something so traumatic, it would take some time. She knew Stiles was frustrated that he couldn't do anything.

Melissa gently placed her hand on Stiles leg under the table, making him look her way. She didn't even have to say anything she knew he would understand her look.

"Well kiddos, I am off to work. Try not to cause too much trouble today, but if you need me I am just a call away." She leaned down and kissed both boys on the head and gave Lydia a hug before grabbing her jacket and bag and heading out the door.

Stiles eventually sent Lydia back to the couch to help her get some more sleep, and him and Scott finished cleaning up in the kitchen.

When Melissa arrived to the hospital she walked through the front doors, and was greeted by an average looking man with blood down the front of his shirt with a giant hole. From what she could see it looked like he had been stabbed.

"Excuse me miss, but I need your help." Melissa immediately went to his side and quickly pulled him to one of the examination rooms down the hall.

The man followed with a small smirk on his face and darkness in his eyes.

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So I hope you liked this chapter, maybe you can see where I am headed with this! It was kinda a filler chapter to lead to the more action packed and bigger chapters coming up! *Cough Cough* I see a Stydia date that may or may not be happening in the future? So leave reviews and comments if you want to see more! Thanks!