Drowning
Cry alone, I've gone away
No more nights, no more pain
I've gone alone, took all my strength
I've made the change,
I won't see you tonight
"Stiles let me in" Erica asked for the fifth time since she knocked on his bedroom door. The Sheriff had checked his son out of the hospital after a very long explanation from Scott. It had been a full three days since Scott had call the pack, telling them that Peter had attacked Stiles. Stiles refused all calls and visitors. He hadn't gone to school or even left the house. Erica had gotten sick of it and decided that it was time for him to stop sulking.
"Not by the hair of my chinny chin chin." Stiles deadpanned, finally answering her.
"Then I'll huff, and I'll puff, and I'll kick the fucking door down and kick your ass." Erica yelled, losing her patience. She heard the door unlock and it opened soon after. She rushed in, fuming, and turned around to yell at Stiles but stopped when she got a look at the room. It was covered in opened books and loose paper everywhere. Pictures and names were pinned up against the wall. Overwhelmed she turned to Stiles "What's going on?"
"I'm doing a little research on the Argents and Hales" Stiles shrugged, turning away from the girl, avoiding her eyes. "I'm looking for a connection. If I find the connection then maybe I can figure out why this is all happening. And if I can do that I can find a way to stop this all."
"Stiles" Erica said, worried "We have to talk."
"About what?"
"Don't be an ass!" Erica growled, grabbing his chin and forcing him to look her in the eyes. "You're avoiding talking about it. You haven't even said more than a few words to your best friend! I know you're not all right and you need to talk to someone right now! And... there's something I need to ask you."
"There's nothing really to talk about" Stiles said, pulling away from her. "I am a werewolf now, I use my nifty new superpowers to find out why this started then end it, it's that simple."
"Damn it Stiles, you can't fix everything!" Erica shouted. "This is too much! They're hunting us everywhere! Do you have any idea how hard it was to just get here? We aren't going to be able to make it."
"Then what do you think I should do?" Stiles asked angrily, his eyes starting to glow.
"Leave this town with me" Erica begged as she gripped his arm. His eyes lost their glow in a second and his face dropped. She continued "Boyd wants to leave too. If the three of us leave we will be strong enough to get away from all this death."
Stiles shook his head "Erica" he sighed, covering her hand with his. "I can't leave. My friends need me. I can't just abandon them and my father."
"Stiles" Erica gave him a desperate look. "I have this overwhelming crushing feeling that something terrible is going to happen. But it's not just a feeling, it's like it's a panic attack. You know, like I can't even breathe, like I'm drowning."
Stiles tucked back a loose strand of her hair and looked her in the eye. "I know how you feel, trust me. I know that right now all you want to do is get out of the water so you can let the air into your lungs. But I can't. I can't swim to safety while there are still people in the water, with nothing to hold on to. I'm not going to stand back and watch my friends sink to the bottom."
He cupped Erica's cheek, caressing it with his thumb. "I'm not going to drag you under with me either."
Erica's eyes widened. "What do you mean?"
"I think you should go, for just a little while, or forever if things end badly" He said looking away. "I'm not helpless now, and I need to be here for Scott. He'd fall apart without me. But its way too dangerous and you need get out of town for a bit, to be safe."
"No, I'm not leaving without you"
"Erica" Stiles huffed, he knew she was going to make this difficult, but if it had been the other way around, he wouldn't be able to leave her behind either. Now he had to result to the puppy dog eyes. "I have a plan but I won't be able to do it when I'm terrified that you could die. "
"Stiles, how can I leave knowing you're going to be doing something that could get you killed?" She asked, tears falling. She hated how he made her feel weak, how with a word the tears would flow. The thought of being without him was as terrifying as staying and being hunted down.
"You can, because worrying about you while I'm stopping this could get me killed" Stiles admitted grudgingly. "You told me in the hospital how much you really care about me. I care about you a lot Erica; I don't want you to get hurt. If what you said in the hospital is true, then I need you to trust me."
Erica looked away from him, unable to meet his intense eyes. Stiles gently touched her chin, forcing her to look at him. He slowly moved forward and softly kissed her lips. Instantly she kissed him back, and draped her arms around his neck. Stiles sharply inhaled when she licks his bottom lip, requesting entrance. When he breathed in her scent something happened to Stiles that had never happened before. A heat exploded inside his chest and rocketed to all his limbs. He opened his mouth and felt her tongue caress his own.
In a split second the gentle touch turned into the war of the mouths. Erica had never been kissed like this, and had never expected Stiles to kiss her so fiercely. That didn't mean that she didn't love every second that he did. He eventually pushed her back against the door and pressed himself against her. Erica moaned at the pleasure she felt from his heat against her. Their hands grabbed at each other, trying to pull each other as close as possible.
It ended with Stiles planting his hands on each side of the door, panting heavily. Erica was breathing hard as well, her lips as swollen as his. His eyes were still closed when he spoke. "Okay, that was new."
Erica let out a small burst of giggles. "The wolf inside makes you bolder. If there's something you want, you usually take it if you can." She said, kissing his jaw.
"I'd say" he chuckled, kissing her right below the ear. "I didn't even know it was possible to kiss someone like that. Now I know, I think there's a cute little blonde wolf-girl who's going to need to learn to breathe out her ears."
"Don't make promises you can't keep" Erica growled, licking his neck. She leaned back, taking a good look at the boy she knew she belonged to. Even if he wasn't hers yet, she would always be his. "Stiles" she whispered "I do trust you. I trust you to still be alive when I come back. Promise me you will."
Stiles could feel the desperation in her voice. He kissed her gently one last time before whispering into her ear "I promise you I will do whatever it takes to make sure we make it through this alive. I swear it"
Erica nodded her head, kissed his cheek, and left the room. There was no more need for words, any more and it would only make her leaving that much harder. Stiles returned to the files he had been going through, a new determination burning through him. He picked up a yearbook he found. Going through the pages he stopped when he saw a familiar name on a younger face. He looked at the rest of the class and noticed another familiar name and his heart stopped. There it was, the connection, staring him right in the face the whole time.
He quickly ripped out the page and put it in his pocket. It was about time he saw a man about a girl.
Author's Note: This is it, this is where I start making it more my story then the show. I hope I do this right and I hope you liked the chapter. Please remember to review. Maripd, girl I loved your over two hundred word review, it was awesome. It really inspired me for the next chapters.