I Hate That I Don't Hate You
Warnings: Profanity, Violence, Sexual Situations
Author's Note: Whoop! Whoop! End of season one guys! On to season two where some very interesting things will be happening with Caroline, and her relationship with Stiles, her brother, and the entire supernatural world! I hope you all enjoy the chapter! Don't forget to review!
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.
Stiles's knuckles tightened on the steering wheel as he glanced in the rearview mirror back at Caroline. She was in and out of consciousness, the one time she actually did wake up she saw Peter, and Stiles didn't even get a chance to calm her down before Peter did something that made her stop her screaming and fall back asleep. She had stopped bleeding from her wounds, but they were nasty looking, the blood drying and flaking off of her olive toned skin, her hair matted down where it had soaked into it, the front of her dress stained black because of her blood. He swallows, glancing over at Peter from the corner of his eyes, trying to think of anything, anything at all he could do to get out of this situation.
"Don't feel bad," Stiles hand tightened more on the steering wheel, refusing to look at Peter, "If she lives she'll become a werewolf," Peter spoke about Lydia, Stiles' jaw clenching, "She'll be incredibly powerful."
"Yeah, and once a month she'll go out of her freaking mind and try to tear me apart." Stiles said bitterly, glancing in the rearview mirror again when he heard Caroline whimper.
"Well actually considering she's a woman, twice a month." Peter said, and Stiles turned his head, giving him an incredulously look as he shook his head. "And didn't you declare your love for Caroline? What's it matter what happens to Lydia?" Stiles jaw clenched, and he shook his head, ignoring his comment, his questions.
"You, I can't believe you… god." Stiles said, moving both his hands on the wheel again, "What about Care, first time you attacked her she went crazy, she couldn't sleep. She couldn't even function normally during the day." Stiles was getting worked up, "What's going to happen to her now?" He bit the inside of his cheek
"She and I will be connected now." Peter said, and Stiles looked over at him, "Alphas, we have many ways to gain pack members, they don't always have to be wolves." He murmurs, looking out the window, "Caroline bares the mark of the Alpha on her skin, she will always be my property, and not another Alpha can touch her, unless I die, which won't happen," Peter glanced over at Stiles, "She's mine, and I need her… Caroline is going to be very powerful one day." He says smirking, and Stiles looked at him, completely confused.
"What do you mean, 'powerful'?" He snapped, stopping at a red light as Peter sighs, "You say you need her but she's never going to agree to be in your pack, not after what you've done to her, done to the people she cares about, you're insane if you think she ever would."
Peter sighs rolling his eyes, "She'll have no choice in the mater Stiles, she has the spark that I need, and she will join me, no matter what I have to do to convince her." He says simply, Stiles looking at him for more answers, but the Alpha gave him a stern look, "Now shut up and drive."
Caroline trembled, her eyes adjusting the darkness that surrounded her, the room stuffy, water dripping from a pipe somewhere, and the moon visible through the bars toward the ceiling. She was in a cellar, a basement, the one that she had been in the first time Peter spoke to her in her dreams.
She jumped when she heard a door slam, quickly moving to her feet as she gripped at the damp wall, her eyes blurred with tears as she shuffled on her feet, trying to get away from whatever was coming down there, whoever.
She let out a yelp one a child ran towards her, but completely missed her, running to the opposite side of the dark room, and she let out a shaky breath as more people came down, hiding from someone.
"Shush," She heard someone whisper, the soft sound of footsteps as he moved to the center of the room, and Caroline felt her breath hitch at the sight of Peter Hale, "Quiet everyone." He murmurs, and Caroline felt her eyebrows crease together in confusion as she watched Peter try to comfort the people in the basement with him. Peter Hale, the man who was torturing her, who tried to kill Lydia, he was a sadistic monster and here he was, soothing a crying child.
Caroline jumped when she heard a loud explosion, others in the room crying out, Peter standing to look out the window to see what had caused it, and she heard him let out a scream as he fell back, and she shook her head, she knew what was happening.
"NO! No, get out! Get out now! Don't stay here!" She screamed, running towards the child crying in the corner, but he didn't hear her, he didn't see her, she was just a ghost to all them.
Caroline's eyes widened when the flames started, moving across the floor from the window, the floor igniting, trapping her and the little boy, "No, NO." She screamed as she pushed herself away from the flames, standing in front of the child as he sobbed, hearing someone's voice in the distance yelling at them to pull out, and she swallows when she recognized it. Kate. Allison's Aunt Kate.
Caroline had to get out, she had to wake up, she couldn't dream this again, "Wake up, wake up." She shouted, kneeling down on the ground, her hands on her ears when the screams started to fill the air, more explosions, "WAKE UP CAROLINE! WAKE UP! WAKE UP!" She screamed, her voice not her own, but she recognized it, it was Stiles. Caroline raises her head, feeling someone's hand on her shoulder and she flinched, before flames engulfed her, feeling the heat on her skin, the smell her own flesh as it began to melt, and char away, "Caroline, Caroline, wake up, wake up! WAKE UP!"
Stiles jumped back when Caroline shot up, her screams echoing throughout the garage, her hands pulling at her hair and he quickly went back to her, grabbing her arms, "Caroline, Caroline, it's okay, you're awake, you were having a nightmare." He tried, gripping her wrists to keep her from hurting herself.
Stiles watched her carefully, her eyes darting from one place to another, flinching at all the noises she heard before her eyes finally settled on him, "I-I…" She trails off swallowing thickly before pushing Stiles away gripping onto the side of the Jeep as she emptied the contents of her stomach.
Stiles sighs, grimacing a little as he ran a hand over his head, before moving to hold her hair back, his hand going to her back, making her tense up just a bit before he rubbed it soothingly, and she relaxed some. Caroline let out a choked sob, her eyes squeezing shut as she stood up, wiping her mouth with the back of her hand as she leans against the Jeep, her hand on her side.
"How did we get here?" She whispers, her voice hoarse and weak, and she swallows as she looks around the parking garage, her shoulder throbbing, her mind plagued with the images from her dreams, with Kate's laughter.
Stiles frowns, "Peter left us here, he found out where Derek is and left." He explained slowly, his voice kind of shaky, and Caroline nods slowly, "And he did this to my keys." Stiles held up his car keys, Caroline letting out a sigh when she saw each key bent, her head shaking.
"How are we supposed to get out of here," She groans desperately, before remembering what happened at the school, Peter biting Lydia, "We need to go to the hospital, to make sure Lydia is okay, I have to go make sure Lydia is okay." She says her voice cracking, her breaths becoming ragged, "We need to leave right now, we need to run, we have to go." She says as she turns on her heel, ready to dart of in the direction of the hospital.
"Care, Care wait," Stiles said as he grabbed her wrist, stopping her movements, "I want to get to the hospital just as bad as you do, but you're in no shape to get there, you've lost a lot of blood, okay? You won't make it, not without having an asthma attack or dying from blood loss."
Caroline shakes her head, "I'm tired of this," She snaps, letting him pull her closer, his fingers lacing with hers, "I'm so tired of being the one who can't do anything." She breaths out, Stiles nodding his head, knowing exactly how she felt and he placed his hand on her cheek, trying to quiet her down, but she kept going, "Lydia was there, she was with me, I had her and…and" She cracks as she remembers seeing Peter rip his teeth into her best friend, her eyes squeezing shut as tears slipped out, "It was my fault we were on the field… if we had just went back inside, if we had just."
"Stop, okay, shush." Stiles said as he slipped his hand into her hair, and pulled her into his chest, his arm wrapping around her waist as she buried her face into his shoulder, sobbing. Caroline's hands gripped at the back of his shirt, the feel of his arms wrapped around her enough to make her feel better, to feel safe, just for now, "It's going to be okay, we're going to go right now." He says into her hair, and she nods, "Lydia's going to be okay."
Caroline nods again, letting out one final sob before she pulls away, wiping at her eyes, sure that by now her makeup was smeared and her face blotchy, and she turned her head away, trying to pull completely away from Stiles but he forced her back to looking at him, his head dipping down. His lips pressed against hers, soft, warm, soothing and she closed her eyes, her hand going to caress his cheek as his hand went to her waist, "I thought I was going to lose you." He whispers, Caroline swallowing as he rests his forehead against hers, looking at her closed eyes, "He didn't want to kill you." He says, making her open her eyes curiously, "We need to stop Peter… tonight, he's going to come for you again, and he's going to try to take you." He says, and Caroline felt her body shudder, but nods slowly.
"L-Let's go to the hospital."
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They manage to flag down a car that was willing to drive them to the hospital, it was actually pretty easy to convince them since they recognized the sheriff's son, and knew Caroline from the news articles about her attack in the past. The story they came up with was they were in the woods, drinking when an animal showed up and attacked Caroline. Stiles was almost absolutely positive his father wouldn't believe it for a second considering that Caroline had already been attacked by an animal, and who really gets mauled by a 'mountain lion' more than once.
As soon as they stepped foot in the hospital nurses whisked Caroline away, and Stiles promised to come get her after he talked to his dad, and now she sat on the hospital bed, wringing her hands together as she tried not to pay attention to the man stitching her up.
"You're lucky these didn't do any muscle damage," The doctor said, Caroline nodding slowly, "the ones on your neck are hardly anything to worry about, they should scab over soon, and just vanish, probably won't even leave a scar." He said with a cheerful tone, and Caroline sighs.
"What about that one?" She asks, glancing over at the giant claw marks on her collarbone, and the doctor frowns, tying off the knot in the stich, and set the needle down.
"This one's going to be matching to the other one I'm afraid," He said, Caroline frowning when she thought about the disgusting scars on her stomach, "Over time they will fade, but they'll always be there."
Caroline nods, worrying her bottom lip in between her teeth as the doctor finished cleaning up the wound, placing a bandage over it, and sighs, "Are you sure you don't want me to call your mom Caroline?" He asks, and Caroline quickly shook her head.
"Please, no, she's got enough to worry about… I'm not that hurt, so, if you could just not tell her please." She begs, and her eyes pleading and the doctor nods, sighing.
"Alright sweetheart, you go ahead and get cleaned up, I'll handle your paperwork." He says, and Caroline attempts to give him a smile watching as he walked away, and let out a soft sigh.
She stands up slowly, walking over to the bathroom and pushes the door open, wincing when she saw her appearance. She sighs, reaching up to take her earrings out, and set them on the counter, pulling her bracelet off and set it on top of them. "Come on Care," She mumbles to herself as she pulled the hair band they'd provided for her out, and re did the pony tail, "Don't do this." She says as she turns the sink on, and leans down, splashing the cold water on her face. She couldn't get the dream out of her head, the memory, and she wondered why she was able to see it now, the entirety of his past, the day Peter Hale lost his pack, his family. She wanted to pity him, she really did but she couldn't, not after everything he had done to her and her family… her pack. Caroline looked in the mirror, all make up wiped off, and all traces of blood on her skin gone other than the blood that stained her dress, but she didn't have a way to fix that.
"Care," Caroline turned when she heard Stiles', frowning when she saw that his father was also with him, the sheriff frowning when he saw her.
"Jesus Caroline," He says as she walks out of the bathroom, her arms crossing over her chest, and the sheriff quickly shrugged his jacket off, and wrapped it around Caroline's shoulders, "What happened?" He asks, and she swallows, shaking her head slowly.
"I, got attacked again… we've got, we've got a real mountain lion problem here Mr. Stilinksi." She says, trying to joke but the sheriff sends her a look.
"You do know that Lydia Martin is here, in intensive care, because she was also attacked by an animal," He says, Caroline wincing as he reminds her, "Were the two of you together?" Caroline frowns, shaking her head.
"Uh, no, well… at first, but then… Stiles and I." She trails off, looking over at him as he bit his lip, and stepped forward, taking his hand in hers.
"Care and I were together," He says, the sheriff looking at them, his eyebrow raising, "We left the dance early, and we were drinking," He says, the Sherif looking at him then to Caroline who nods.
"You kids," He says sadly, shaking his head, "You need to stay out of the woods, never go in there anymore… Caroline, she could have been killed Stiles." He said, Stiles nodding sadly, "That might be why the thing attacked Lydia… it was pissed." Caroline winces, and she looks down, biting her bottom lip hard as Stiles squeezed his hand, "Caroline, have you heard from Scott tonight?" He asks, and Caroline looks up at him, shaking her head, "You think you'd be able to get ahold of him somehow?"
"He lost his phone." She said shrugging and the sheriff sighs, "I can try to uh, check places where he hangs out… Once I get home…" She says quickly, lying, and the sheriff nods.
"Alright, that's great, thank you." He says smiling sadly, "You can keep the jacket for now alright? Just get home safe." He says and Caroline nods,
"I want to see Lydia first," She whispers, "If that's alright."
The sheriff nods, telling them both that as long as her mother was alright with it they could go in to see her. Stiles didn't let go of Caroline's hand the entire way there, and Caroline didn't try to pull away, even when the sheriff would glance back at them, eyeing them curiously. He really wanted to ask, considering that the way the two acted together was more or less hate, and Stiles had taken Lydia to the formal. But he kept his mouth shut, and was going to discuss it with Melissa the next time they saw each other, "She's in here." He says when they stood outside the hospital room, Caroline letting go of Stiles' hand finally as she walked up to the window, Ms. Martin seeing her, and quickly waved for her to come in.
The sheriff and Stiles stood by each other, watching as Ms. Martin hugged Caroline close, the two speaking, before Caroline moved over to Lydia, and began to cry.
"She's been through to much," The sheriff says quietly, Stiles looking up at him, "What were you thinking?" He asks as he looks over at Stiles, "Bringing her into the woods like that, after she was already attacked." Stiles frowns shrugging.
"We just wanted to be alone," He lies, and the Sherif sighs, his face scrunching up.
"Stiles… if you two are having se-,"
"Dad, no, no this is not the appropriate time for the birds and the bees talk." Stiles said quickly, shaking his head as the sheriff sighs.
"You're right… but still." He says, and Stiles shakes his head again, "Just be careful."
Stiles nods once, unable to get the look on his face off as his father shuffled on his feet awkwardly, "Caroline's very bea-,"
"Dad, really, please, stop, I'm begging you." Stiles said as he turned to look at his dad, "Don't."
The sheriff nods his head once again, folding his hands behind his back as he glanced over at Stiles, whose eyes were on Caroline as she held Lydia's hand tightly, "How long?" He asks, Stiles looking over at him with a confused expression, "How long have you and Care been… an item… or whatever." He sighs, turning away as Stiles shrugs.
"We're, well, I mean…" Stiles sighs shaking his head, "It's complicated."
The sheriff nods, "I bet, Caroline seems like the complicated type." He says, Stiles snorting.
"You don't even know," He says shaking his head as Stiles' dad smiles over at him, and placed his hand on his shoulder, Stiles turning to him.
"Take care of her," He says, squeezing his shoulder, "I'm proud of you." He says, and Stiles laughs, rolling his eyes.
"If I can convince her she actually likes me then I'll let you know," He says as they both turn back to the window, and the sheriff sighs.
"Just please, from now on if she's over, the door stays open." He says, and Stiles groans shaking his head.
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Caroline left Lydia's room, her eyes red and puffy again, smiling over at the sheriff who pulled her into a hug, "She'll be okay honey." He says, Caroline nodding as she hugged him back. He was always like a dad to her, more so that her actual dad who left them, "I'll keep an eye on her for you, Stiles headed that way with Jackson."
Caroline nods, thanking him again for all he'd done and shoved her hands into his jacket pocket's as she headed down the hall which was rather empty. She could hear muffled yelling, and she stopped beside a door, hearing someone shout again and she quickly grabbed the handle, jerking at the door knob, stumbling back when it was thrown open, and Chris Argent saw her.
"Caroline," He looked at her, a little worried and she narrowed her eyes, remembering what she'd learned in her dream.
"Are you going to kill my brother?" She asks bitterly, taking a step forward, the two men with him going to her but Chris held his arm out, stopping them, "I liked you, I trusted you, you're my friend's dad but what you do… what your family does." Caroline shakes her head, "I saw it, I saw them dying, the entire family, they didn't deserve it, they died in… in such agonize pain, and you sister laughed while doing it!" Caroline let out a angry shout, looking at him with disgust, "You're just as much of a monster as the Alpha." She snaps, and Chris frowns, nodding his head slowly.
"Caroline, I'm not going to hurt Scott." He says, Caroline not believing it for a second, "We have a code, and I follow my code, no matter what." He explains, "I'm sorry if you don't believe me, and I'm sorry if my family has hurt your brother, but I won't, and I'll kill the thing that did that to you." He says, glancing at her shoulder, "Were you bit?" He asks, and Caroline shakes her head slowly, "I'm going to go stop my sister from making another mistake."
Caroline gives him a suspicious look as he walked away, the two men following behind him and she looked back towards where they came as Stiles walked out, "You know that Kate caused the fire? Why didn't you tell me?!" He snapped, his arms flailing as she shrugs looking over at Jackson.
"It escaped my mind alright, what's he doing here?" She asks, looking from Jackson to Stiles, and Stiles sighs.
"Jackson's sort of part of the team," He says pitifully, shrugging and she raises an eyebrow as Jackson rolls his eyes, "He's the only person with a car, so we need him, and we need to get to the Hale house."
"Why? That's where the Alpha is?"
"That's where Scott is, and he's in trouble." Stiles said, and Caroline nods her head slowly.
"Well le-,"
"Actually," Caroline jumped at the sudden sound of Lee's voice, her eyes widening and letting out a gasp when he gripped her arm, his nails going to her throat, and she gripped his arm tightly, "I'm taking Caroline with me."
"Let go of her," Stiles snapped stepping forward, and Lee's nails dug into her neck more, and she let out a cry.
"I've already done this tonight god damnit," She snapped as she used her heel to step on his toe, throwing him off balance as he winced in pain, and she quickly pulled back, Stiles taking her hand.
"Come on, we gotta go now!" Stiles said as they ran down the hall, Jackson grabbing a stretcher from the side, and slid it towards Lee as he chased after them. Caroline stopped when they past a fire alarm, and she pulled from Stiles' hold, ignoring him when he shouted for her and pulled the lever, causing the alarm to go off and lights to flash.
"I told you he was bad," Stiles shouted as they ran out of the hospital while all the nurses, doctors, and security guards ran around, Lee nowhere in sight, "I knew, as soon as you told me he drove a Camaro he was bad news, and you didn't listen, you never freaking listen!" Stiles shouted at Caroline and she rolled her eyes at him, jerking her hand away as they reached the Porsche.
"Shut up Stiles, the only reason you didn't like him is because you were jealous." She snapped back, and Stiles laughed.
"Please? Jealous of the Camaro douchebag? No way in hell would I ever be jea-,"
"SHUT UP AND GET IN THE FREAKING CAR YOU GUYS!" Jackson shouted at the two, both of them glaring as Stiles grabbed the driver's door, and climbed it, Caroline move over to the passenger side, and maneuvered her way into the really tiny backseat, groaning when the car sped out of the parking spot, making her fall back.
"I hate this fucking car," Caroline said, Stiles adjusting the rearview mirror as he left the parking lot of the Hospital, and towards the Beacon Hills preserve.
"And yet you like Camaros."
"I'm going to punch you," Jackson and Caroline said at the same time, making Stiles instantly shut up.
Caroline leaned back against the seat when Stiles finally shut up, and she pursed her lip. They were going to where the Alpha was, the massive, murderous, werewolf that had killed countless of people, and almost her. They were going without absolutely no weapons at all, "Guys." Caroline leaned forward again, both of them glancing at her, "We need to go to the school."
"What? Why?" Jackson snapped looking back at her.
"Because, just go to the fucking school, now, right now." She demanded, hitting the back of Stiles's chair, and he groaned before taking a sharp turn.
"We need to make a weapon."
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Caroline was leaning in between the two seats, her eyes squinting in the dark as the Porsche drove through the woods, the headlights glaring through the darkness, the car jerking forward as Stiles switched gears, and she sighed.
"Hey, hey, hey. This isn't exactly an all - terrain vehicle." Jackson explained, Caroline looking over at him.
"Yeah. Did you pay for it?" Stiles asked quickly, Caroline wincing when she felt her shoulder start to throb, and she glanced back, her eyes widening when she saw what looked like… a human running after the car.
"Guys-," She started, neither hearing her
"No." Caroline watched as the person turned in the opposite direction, and she sighed in relief, hearing Stiles telling Jackson to shut up before they made it to the Hale house, and Caroline's eyes widened when she Peter, in his Alpha form, the form that attacked her in the woods, making his way towards Scott.
"No, no, shit!" Caroline shouted as she leaned forward, holding her hand against the car horn, getting the Alpha's attention as both boys got out of the car, Stiles tossing the Molotov they'd made at school at the Alpha, Caroline leaning forward as she waited for it to slam against him, and cause him to burst into flames.
"Oh damn," Stiles said when the Alpha caught it, and Caroline quickly moved to get out of the car, grabbing onto Stiles as he stood in front of her, Scott screaming out to Allison before tossing a bow towards her.
"NO! DON'T!" Caroline jumped when she heard Lee's voice just as the arrow left Allison's bow, and hit the target, the Alpha setting a flame, and Caroline let out a small gasp, feeling her shoulder and side start to ache, Stiles moving to wrap his arm around her, asking her if she was alright, her eyes never leaving the Alpha as Jackson through the other bottle, the entire monster's body on fire.
"I'll kill you," Caroline heard Lee's voice, turning to Allison just as the Alpha did, and Scott screamed out no, going for the Alpha, punching him in the face and forcing him away as Derek Hale gripped Lee by his neck, obviously much stronger than the other wolf.
"Don't be stupid Lee," Derek growled out, shoving the boy back towards the porch, Caroline's head throbbing as she placed her palm to her temple, Peter's memories flashing through her head, feeling the fire on her own skin.
"She'll be fine," Derek muttered as he walked passed them, going to Peter who now lay on the ground, his breaths ragged.
Caroline looked over to Scott as he left Allison's side, "Wait! You said the cure comes from the one who bit you. Derek. If you do this, I'm dead." He said, and Caroline swallowed, not entire sure what was going on, what Derek was planning, "Her father, her family - what am I supposed to do?"
Derek didn't answer him, no one even spoke for what felt like ever, and Caroline pulled away from Stiles, swallowing as she placed her hand against the Porsche, leaning against it and moving forward so she could see Peter, pitying him for unknown reasons.
"You've - already - decided." Peter managed to get out, Caroline wincing some when more memories flashed through her mind, "I can smell it on you!" He growled out Caroline screaming out in pain when Derek slashed Peter's neck, Stiles and Scott both going to her side.
"What's wrong? What's happening? Care?" Scott asked desperately, Chris and Allison running over as Derek turned to him, Caroline still screaming and sobbing.
"I'm the Alpha now."
