Lydia's mouth was hung so wide she was pretty sure she swallowed a bug...gross.
All those memories came flooding through her brain. The common misconception of a popular relationship, you know, dating the captain of the Lacrosse team, (such a cliché).
Then her thoughts drifted off to their Sophomore year where things started getting heavy, when she remembered the time when she got humiliated in front of the entire school hallway when she got her heartbroken right there and then, retorting that she had been played around like a little puppy all this time. She remembered the time she was accused for being the worst girlfriend ever and for having hold of a key that had been snatched out of her heart. She remembered how she watched her best friend blatantly hide secrets from her and when she finally got a hold of them, she wished she didn't. She remembered the gruesome time when her friends had been fighting with the infamous Kanima who turned to be the person she hated...to love.
Jackson Whithemore...
"What the hell are you doing here?" Lydia questioned as she pulled away from Stiles completely and taking a step closer to make sure that this wasn't a dream and that her ex-boyfriend had been standing right before her.
"Oh Lydia, I thought you'd be happy to see me." Jackson replied slyly, however, there was some genuine sadness behind the tone.
"Well you thought wrong." Lydia chuckled. Jackson didn't reply at that moment as he just studied her, probably being shocked at how much she's changed over the past year.
"So yeah, if you think we're throwing you a welcome back party then you're wrong, jackass. You didn't answer her question." Stiles said as he stepped forward slightly in front of Lydia protectively. Lydia smiled a little.
"And I see you haven't changed at all Stilinski. Still sucking at Lacrosse?" Jackson teased.
Stiles pretended to be offended and insinuated at the comment.
"I have you know 'mate'" He teased in a British voice. "Things have been way better since you left! And I have changed…I still suck at Lacrosse but stranger things have happened, okay? So I suggest you back out of this party and get your facts straight." Stiles warned.
Jackson chuckled.
"Look who grew balls." He teased.
"Did he just?" Stiles whispered to Lydia who just smirked. "Oh boy…don't you test me now! I've been around way more supernatural creatures than you could ever count so don't try me little boy." Stiles said, particularly jokingly but he was tensing up so Lydia did what any girl would do, she grabbed hold of his hand and began rubbing his arm comfortingly.
Jackson noticed this and frowned.
Then as if on cue, Scott came into view. Scott frowned at the scene.
"What's going on?" He asked in his alpha voice. He then took not of Jackson and he widened his eyes. "Jackson?"
"McCall," Jackson grinned as he pulled Scott into a bro hug and patted his back. "Thank god you're here. Your boyfriend over here's getting feisty." Jackson teased. Scott just chuckled.
"What are you doing here man? You went all MIA and suddenly you're in London." Scott asked.
"Well, I've been here and there. But I actually came with my dad for my Aunt Meg's funeral." He told them.
"I'm sorry about that," Scott said sadly.
"You couldn't possibly be caring about him." Lydia whispered to herself and Stiles sniggered a little.
"Nah its cool, my dad also actually came here for business so I thought I'd come visit you guys!" Jackson said.
"Wait, so you're not staying here right?" Lydia questioned in anticipation.
"Wouldn't you love that?" Jackson grinned cheekily. Lydia just rolled her eyes and scoffed. "So where's everyone? You know, Lahey and Allison?"
Everyone's eyes bulged and Lydia tensed up at the mention of Allison. Scott stared back at his pack.
"Uh…" Scott began but was cut off by the sound of a squealing Kira and Malia walking up to the group. Scott and Kira smiled at each other and Jackson caught this.
"Hello," Jackson greeted. Kira smiled shyly and looked up at Scott when he said something.
"Why don't we go outside and talk about this?" Scott suggested and the all nodded.
"Yeah, yeah…" Stiles whispered.
Kira caught Lydia and Stiles with their hands interlocked and looked back at Malia who frowned a little but then pretending like she was oblivious to the world around her as they walked out of the house.
When they reached the backyard, Jackson broke the awkward silence.
"Okay. I feel like I missed something ever since I left." He said.
"You missed a lot." Scott said, emphasizing the word.
"Okay. Who are you? And what do want?" Malia growled as she gave Jackson a stern glare and a once over. You could see her animal instincts were kicking in and Stiles immediately intervened as he ran over to her, breaking the locked fingers.
"Malia, this is Jackson…our old acquaintance." Stiles sighed.
Jackson rolled his eyes.
"Okay. I obviously didn't get the memo. Who are you two?" Jackson asked as he motioned to Kira and Malia (who snarled at him again).
Scott inhaled a deep breath and took a step forward toward Jackson.
"Um…ever since you left, stranger things have happened in this town."
"I think that's pretty obvious." Jackson scoffed.
"No, I mean really strange things."
Stiles sighed. "Okay, where do we begin? There has been a pack of Alphas, a sacrificial creature named the Darach or De-rack! Whatever you'd like to call it, there was also a little mesh up with our English teacher who dated Derek for a little while…wait… she was the Darach." Stiles said. Everyone groaned and Lydia shook her head.
Jackson was so confused; he probably forgot what to say next.
"What? He asked." Stiles shrugged. "Anyway, I guess that's when Lydia started acting weird and we later found out that weirdness meant that she was a Banshee!" Stiles said.
Jackson stared at Lydia who tried hiding her gaze from him as she just crossed her arms, listening to the conversation. "Although, lots of things happened, we showed that Darach and Alpha pack who was boss. And a few weeks after that we battled the men in black aka…The Oni which is the time we met Kira over here and by the way is a Kitsune and her mom –bless that Kitsune soul – brought in a powerful dark spirit called the Nogitsune, and I was soon possessed by it but I'm feeling much better, it felt like flu actually –"
"What Stiles is trying to say is, bad things have happened over the past two years and…we lost a lot of people."
"What do you mean?" He questioned as he looked between the gang.
Scott began explaining everything, what happened last semester with the whole Benefactor issue and the Calaveras. He explained that from all the events that happened, they lost a lot of their friends like Boyd and Erica, also he explained how Derek found out one of this last remaining siblings were alive, Cora, who's in South America now, he told him about the twins, Isaac leaving and the most tragic loss of Allison Argent.
He also mentioned how they encountered new friends, like meeting Kira, the girl Scott's completely smitten by, Malia Tate, Scott's new beta Liam, and Braeden.
All of this was a lot for Jackson to take in but he was a good sport about it.
"So let me get this straight. You're a true Alpha?" Jackson asked. Scott nodded. "You turned someone in order to save his life? Lydia's a Banshee, Kira's a Kitsune, and Stiles is boring ole human. Then where does this leave you...?" He questioned, pointing at Malia.
Malia grinned cheekily and flashed her blue eyes.
"Does that answer your question?" She asked.
"She's a werecoyote." Stiles told him. Jackson nodded.
Lydia left the group immediately because she couldn't take anymore of the talking of those gruesome times.
She got inside her car and sat there, listening to some music until she heard a knock on her window. She pulled the window down to see Kira standing with a smile on her face, she opened the door and Kira entered.
"Hey," Kira greeted. Lydia smiled back. "You okay?" She asked.
"Yeah, besides having the jackass in my backyard, I'm fine." She told her. Kira smiled sympathetically.
"So he's the infamous Jackson?" Kira nodded in a statement. Lydia nodded, not feeling proud by it. "He's really cute though."
Lydia giggled and rolled her eyes. She stared at the awkward girl and just laughed.
"What?" Kira asked nervously.
"I didn't expect that to come out of you. Scott's boring you already huh?" Lydia teased and Kira's cheeks burned like crazy.
"No…I mean…Scott is sweet. I just wanted to lighten up the mood you know. Make you happy." Kira said.
Lydia smiled at how much this girl cared for her. She didn't realize it until now that she actually found a friend behind all of this madness. Kira and Malia…well Malia's still trying to grow on Lydia.
"Oh. I am happy." Lydia told her. "I've never been in a more content space in my life."
Kira stared at her in confusion but flashing a small smile of happiness for her. Lydia didn't want to particularly answer questions on why she's so happy and Kira respected that.
"Well whatever it or who it is. I'm its working." Kira teased. Lydia smiled then started her car.
Kira frowned.
"Where are we going?"
"We're going to go watch a horror movie." Lydia told her casually.
"I'm afraid of those." Kira smiled shyly.
"You're a katana-wielding badass Kitsune, who fights supernatural during the night and you have trouble watching horror movies?" Lydia asked. Kira shrugged and blushed lightly. "We're going to watch a horror movie."
Kira laughed and they went off to watch the newest horror romantic movie.
After Lydia and Kira returned from the movie, she dropped her off back at the party since Kira was going to be riding with Scott and they reached there to see Jackson standing in front of his Porsche.
"Oh god…" Lydia said as they got out and he began walking up to them. He grinned widely at Lydia.
"Ladies." He greeted huskily.
"I'm going to look for Scott." Kira said awkwardly and smiled back at Lydia and walked off.
"So…" Jackson began. Lydia stared at her phone, hoping for a message to popup. "How has it been?"
Lydia scoffed and glared at him.
"Are you serious?" Lydia questioned. He frowned.
"What?"
"You've been acting like a complete douche the whole night and now that's all you have to say? Come on Jackson, I've known you for a long time and I know that's not what you want to know. Just tell me what you want so we can get it over with." Lydia stated.
Jackson sighed and let his smile cease from his face.
"Look. I get that you're probably still angry that I just left-"
"Oh I'm not angry." She stated. "In fact, I've been way better since you left. What I really don't get is how you just got up after all we've been through and just leave, with no official notice. I always wondered, 'Did everything I did for him mean anything?' 'Did confessing my love for him mean anything at all?' but I'm fine. So if that's all you wanted to know, then there you go." Lydia replied and just began walking away. Jackson grabbed her by the arm, slightly tightly since he was a werewolf. She glared at him.
"I get that. I get that you don't care anymore and I don't blame you. But I'm here to make things right." He said looking into her eyes. She pulled away a few seconds, before being brought back to them. "And for the record, everything that you did, everything you said…meant a lot to me. A lot…" He assured her.
Lydia's eyes were staring into his piercingly blue eyes and she tried so hard to not believe they were genuine but she failed.
"I better go." Lydia literally pulled herself out of his grasp and walked away.
"I'm sorry about Allison. I know how much she meant to you." Jackson said sincerely. Lydia paused for a second; taking in what he was saying then continued walking.
… …
Lydia was pacing and prancing up and down the sheriff's office as she patted the bestiary on her hand in complete frustration.
Parrish was busy with the case he had been working on for the past week and Lydia had been helping him with it. Although, he was grateful for her help, some of these cases only needed his focus so she resorted to reading through the bestiary. Who knew finding out what kind of supernatural being you are would take this long!
Parrish couldn't focus with the presence of Lydia Martin in the air. Parrish slowly lifted up his head to see Lydia pacing up and down but what caught his attention more was what she was wearing, short shorts, and a tank top that showed off her cleavage slightly. He was a man and a man needs his pleasures, no matter how impure they were.
He tried not to have impure thoughts but that's pretty hard having a goddess like her in the same room.
"Something you want to talk about?" Parrish asked.
Lydia chuckled.
"I don't believe him. I just cannot believe him." She seethed.
"You okay?" Parrish asked as he put his complete focus on her. She spun around to stare at him.
"Have you ever had a boyfriend who you gave your complete heart to and suddenly throwing it like chopped liver and then all of a sudden, he tells he loved you back?" Lydia questioned.
Parrish frowned at the question.
"Well…I wouldn't recall because having a boyfriend wasn't what I was into you know… Personal preferences…" He said, teasingly. Lydia rolled her eyes, realizing how stupid her question sounded and began walking up to the deputy.
"I just need to be in your arms please." She sighed.
He smiled and got up from his seat and pulled Lydia into a tender embrace. Lydia positioned her head on the crook of his neck.
"I saw Jackson yesterday." She confirmed. Jordan released his hold around Lydia's waist for a second before tightening again because he could sense that she needed it.
"Okay." He whispered.
"He was being a jackass, like I just wish I could've kicked his ass and watch you throw him into a cell." She said. He laughed and pulled away from the hug. She frowned. "I'm surprised you find this amusing."
Jordan chuckled.
"No. I actually find it…diverting." He laughed. She frowned.
"Most boyfriends would defend their girlfriend on this and support them."
"Well I'm not those types of boyfriends. I'm not the jealous type, because I know you can take care of yourself." He told her as he held her chin. "You're smart…brave…courageous…and independent." He whispered to her, moving closer to her lips at each word. She released a small smirk.
"You're really getting a hang of this deputy." She teased him as she roamed her hands up and down his body. He shrugged.
"I've got a lot of influence from a certain Banshee." He teased as he whispered into her ear and planting a kiss on the side of her face. She grinned in pleasure and travelled her fingers up and down her body, as he came closer to her lips.
When they lips brushed against each other, Lydia grabbed hold of his belt buckle and Parrish soon realized that the make out session had been escalating. He pulled away completely and held her by her arms and grinned.
"Sneaky," He said. She rolled her eyes and bit her lip as she gave him a once over.
"Well mister, you're not so innocent yourself." She told him.
"There's a lot where that came from, baby." He said grabbing his jacket and shrugging it on. He grabbed Lydia's cardigan and threw it around her.
"You need to cover up. I don't want guys staring at you." He told her. She smiled.
"Not the jealous type huh?"
"I'm not jealous. Just want people to know you're off limits." Parrish replied. Lydia nodded, impressive of the new Parrish. He blushed a slightly. "Come on, let's go. I wanna take you somewhere."
"Where are we going?"
"You'll see." He said to her and they left the station.
… …
They reached a field, which almost looked like a battle field you find in those video games.
They walked into the centre, where they stood in front of chest dolls and targets on each one of them.
Parrish threw bag on the table.
"Alright…" He began. "I brought you here because I'm here to teach you about how to take care of yourself physically, not just by the sharp tongue." He said suggestively.
Lydia raised her eyebrow.
"You're going teach me self defense?" She questioned but it came out as more of a statement. Parrish grinned and nodded his head.
"The first rule to self defense is: There are no rules…" He began as he shrugged his jacket off. "In a life and death situation, rules go right out the window. You need to use everything at your disposal to stop your attacker. Eye gouging, biting, throat strikes, and groin attacks are all fair game when trying to defend your life. Do whatever it takes." He told her.
Lydia and Parrish practiced punching techniques on each other.
"Don't put yourself in bad situations, avoiding conflict is the best thing but given your circumstances, it's not in your itinerary. You'd need to stand up for yourself at one point."
Lydia tied her hair back in a ponytail as to mean that she's getting ready. Lydia practiced her fighting skills on Parrish (which were non-existent) and came charging at him but he moved to the side.
"Be quick on the situation."
"Confidence, believe it or not, an attacker can smell your fear a mile away. Criminals are experts at picking the right victim; they tend to go for the vulnerable, meek ones…" He said smiling at Lydia. "Delicate."
Lydia smiled back as Parrish made rounds around her.
"Stay aware, become an expert at body language. How an aggressor is standing, looking, or motioning can give you clues as to what he is about to do." Parrish said and in a blink of an eye, Lydia could feel an arm wrap around her neck in a gentle hold. She widened her eyes. "But you're a banshee. You're a natural." He murmured into her ear.
"Control the situation, don't react, ACT! The person who can control the situation is usually the person who comes out on top." He said.
Parrish stood with his back against her and Lydia took it as a sign to charge in attack at him. She ran at him but she immediately found herself being flipped over and she released a squeal until she found herself met with Parrish's eyes. She was breathing heavily as she scanned Parrish's body, wearing a muscle shirt where you could see his biceps and veins popping out and glistening in the perspired sweat vaporizing around him. She began biting on her lip as she continued giving him a once over.
"Never lose focus." He whispered to her. She grinned.
"Hurt them first, if a fight is unavoidable or the supernatural gets heavy, hurt them first and hurt them bad. Your goal is to immobilize you and physiologically defeat anyone who may be thinking about joining the fight."
"What if the supernatural kind is too much for me to take? What if I come across the impossible?" Lydia asked.
Jordan chuckled and shook his head.
"It's never the impossible." He told her. She frowned in confusion.
He then brought to the dolls; Parrish pulled out a couple of things out of the bag and brought them to Lydia. He placed a heavy metal thing in her hand and she looked down to see she was holding a gun. She widened her eyes.
"What is this?" She questioned.
"Don't worry. Relax…" He told her as he stood behind her and lifted her arms, holding the gun tightly in an aiming position. "Take a deep breath," He muttered in her ear. She inhaled. "Don't focus on your surroundings," He murmured, Jordan began roaming his hands up and down her body in a soothing motion. His hand sufficed on her right hip, and that immediately made her melt. Even though he probably didn't mean it in a sexual tense but Lydia couldn't take that.
"Pull the trigger…" He whispered as he helped hold the gun tight. She did as told. "Aim…" He told her as the focused on the bull's-eye target. "Fire…" He said then she released and it when straight to the chest. Parrish smiled and pulled away.
"Perfect," He said smiling down at her. Lydia grinned.
"That was so awesome." She whispered.
"You're a natural…" He told her. Lydia looked up into his beautiful green eyes and she felt something that she never felt before.
That whole in her chest she felt from all the pain…well, every time she was with Jordan, it was healing...
"Oh screw it!" She exclaimed then pulled Parrish by the face and smashed his lips on hers into a passionate kiss.
She was smitten…
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A/N: What did you think of that filler chapter of me being gone for two months! (Sorry about that). But I'm back guys and I'm ready to get this show back on the road.
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June 29, 2015 –Season 5 premieres…
