Happy New Year! Hope everyone is doing well and I hope you like this chapter!
After all that had happened the other night, everyone had somehow seemed to make it out okay, especially Sam and Stiles. It didn't take them too long to finally meet up with Scott and Allison who, thank the heavens, were okay as well. In the end, Derek and Jackson had actually run off once they realized Allison was about to start using wolfsbane bullets.
Though once reunited, Scott and Allison were more than persistent with all the questions as to why their best friends were constantly smiling to one another and looking bashful. Both Sam and Stiles wouldn't answer.
On another note, Allison did seem to be more accepting of Scott and had actually planned to talk to him the next day when they were both well rested from previous night's werewolf brawl. That left Sam and Stiles for a day to themselves and they were more than excited to have it, even though they'd have to look up those symbols they had found.
Stiles was driving over to Sam's house since she'd told him he could come over since she had finally finished moving in and unpacking. He was still pretty chipper after last night's events and had, more than anything, just wanted to see Sam. Well, and kiss her again.
Once he finally reached her house, he got out of his Jeep and began striding up the stoned walkway. Then, in what seemed like the blink of an eye, a white and grey dog came charging out of the house and pinned Stiles down on the cold, hard ground. The dog snarled at him showing his fine white teeth that were just inches from his face. "Oh dear god, what sharp teeth you have" Stiles said, terrified.
"Kota!" Sam exclaimed, running out the front door, "Get off of him!" She quickly picked him up off the poor boy and helped Stiles to his feet.
"Is-is he yours?" Stiles shakily asked, still eyeing the Siberian Husky.
"Yeah" she said, with the dog in her arms. Its icy blue eyes were still staring at Stiles. "He's really… protective."
"Trust me, I believe you. I just experienced it firsthand."
"I'm really sorry" she said apologetically. "Are you okay?"
"Yeah, don't worry about it" he said smiling at Sam, and then glancing at Kota again. "He's actually kind of cute" he said, reaching his hand out to pet the dog. Kota growled at his attempt to touch him.
"Oh my God" Stiles said, hurriedly bringing his hand back to his side.
"Kota, stop. He's nice, okay?" she said, looking at Kota right in the eyes. He let out a soft whimper and leaped out of her grasp, heading back towards the house.
"Don't worry, he'll get used to you" she said with a reassuring smile.
"Yeah" he nodded, still a bit shaken up.
Stiles followed Sam's lead to the house and into the kitchen where a woman with black wavy hair and the same light caramel skin as Sam's came rushing towards them- well toward Stiles to be exact. "Oh my goodness, are you okay honey?" she asked checking his face and arms for any potential damage.
"Oh God" Sam shuddered, covering her face with her hands.
"I'm fine, I'm fine" he said a little alarmed, with a smile on his face from the sudden rush of concern from the women.
"Stiles this is my mom. Mom, Stiles" Sam muttered.
"So this is the infamous Stiles that Sam's been rambling on and on about" said another girl as she entered the kitchen, Kota now in her arms. Her chocolate brown eyes danced with excitement. She looked like she was in her early twenties or so.
"Not you too, Abigail" Sam said, looking mortified. Stiles couldn't help but laugh along with everyone else at her flushed face. Behind it all though, Stiles was extremely surprised and excited that Sam had been talking about him.
"Well, as fun as it is to play 'who can embarrass Sam the best', we got to go" she said slowly pushing Stiles towards the doorway.
"So, what are you guys up to?" Mrs. Cameron said.
Both Sam and Stiles looked at each other and then back at her. "School project" they both simultaneously said.
"Okay. Call me if you need anything" she said.
"Nice to meet you again Stiles" Abigail said as the two began descending up the large wooden staircase. Sam shot her sister a glare before heading up.
"You too" Stiles called down as they made it to the second floor. They both reached Sam's room and she hurriedly closed the door and sighed at her earlier embarrassment.
"Not so fun being at the other end of the rope, now is it?" Stiles mischievously grinned.
"If you forget what just happened downstairs, I'll forget what happened at your place" she offered.
He looked thoughtful for a second. "Deal" he smirked and slowly stepped toward her.
They stood frozen for a moment. Sam studied the zipper of his jacket before raising her eyes to his. Stiles softly pushed a stray curl away from her face and looked down at Sam's lips, wanting to taste them again, more than anything. Sam looked up at him, studying all his facial features until her eyes finally reached his lips. With intent in his eyes; he leaned down and met her lips with the sudden adrenaline trumping his nervousness. Sam closed her eyes and felt his warm lips move against hers while his hands slowly found their way to her hips, pulling her in tighter.
When they pulled away, Sam noticed the sly smile on Stiles' face as well as the bright copper speckles in his eyes that seemed to be shining. As corny as it probably sounded, she was getting lost in them and she needed to come back down to earth. "You know, kissing me isn't going to get you out of looking up those symbols" she said smiling.
"Damn. Well you never know unless you try, right?" he replied.
She grinned and forced herself back. She didn't lose eye contact with him as she walked over to the huge box placed by her bed. "Okay" she began as she sat on her bed. Stiles followed. "So, I found this book that could help us translate or at least help us understand what those symbols are" she said holding up a medium-sized archaic looking book. The front cover was worn out though you could still make out the different weapons and claw marks that were placed all over it along with the title, Loup-Garou et Chasseur. "It says 'Werewolf and Hunter'" she translated while handing it to him.
He lifted up the worn out book and flipped through it. Instantly, he noticed that many pages had been ripped out. Stiles was just about to tell Sam, but when he glanced up to look at her he abruptly stopped. Sam was absentmindedly twirling one of her curls around her finger while looking at some other book that had been in the box. This was one of Sam's quirks that Stiles had just picked up on and by the looks of it; it was as if he'd gone completely brain-dead. He quickly shook his head, not wanting to look like a complete idiot in front of her. "Some of the pages are missing" he finally said.
"Really?" Sam questioned surprised. She took out her drawings that she'd made in the den and handed them to him.
He nodded. Stiles turned the pages again hoping that some of the pictures would match. "Hey! I found one" he said happily, "It kind of looks like something off our biology textbook."
"Yeah, your right" she said, her confused look matching Stiles'.
Haha, I had waaaaaayyyyyy too much fun writing the whole Stiles and Kota scene :P
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Next chapter will be up next Sunday :D
