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"I have to give it to you Stilinski... you do the damn best dates" Kayla mumbled as she swallowed the last mouthful of greasy curly fries, her fingers covered in ketchup and salt as she looked down at her empty plate in slight surprise - did she eat it all already? Damn!
"Really?" Stiles asked in slight surprise, touched by the compliment, "Uh... it's just an old diner Kaylz, not exactly gourmet style dishes"
"Exactly" She laughed much to Stiles' confusion, "So much better than expensive restaurants where you can't even pronounce the food let alone swallow it without puking, burger and fries is the best date food" She winked playfully, resting her arms on the table as to not get grease all down her clothes, "You don't have to 'woo' me anymore you know, you've already 'woo'd' me enough for a lifetime"
He smiled gently at her, his hand reaching forward to brush across her hair and tuck some loose strands behind her ear, "I like wooing you, and if your definition of wooing is helping you kick some supernatural ass and traumatise you with annoying family members then I've got that under the belt" He added sarcastically with a smirk, "I'm not that much of a catch"
"You are a catch" She disagreed, wanting to run a hand through his hair but stopped midway, groaning at the state of her fingers as Stiles chuckled, grabbing a few napkins from the silver holder sitting on the table and started to gently wipe off her fingers, "I promise, you're like gold compared to others" and she glanced down at her lap at that, thinking about how madly in love with Stiles she was compared to all the other guys and girls she had been involved with - okay, she meant 'involved' as in the odd make-out session or whatever, nothing more, "Well there was that one girl, super nice for a head cheerleader which surprised me, I thought she would be a total stuck up bitch but we bonded over zombie movies and cheese sticks before making out in the back of her SUV" Stiles' eyebrows were raised so high she thought they might disappear, his jaw slowly loosening as he stared at her in pure shock, "What? It's not like we did anything, we hardly got past second base" And she watched as Stiles gulped, a faint tinge coming to his cheeks, "Or... are you imagining it?" She drawled out, a playful smile on her face as Stiles started to get even more flustered, his leg jiggling up and down, "Imagining a little girl on girl action?"
"Kayla, please, stop" He managed to get out, shaking his head even though he was so obviously feeling heated over these thoughts, "I-I can't uh... that's not... I-"
"I'm pretty sure her lip gloss was cherry flavoured as well" She continued, internally laughing at how she was managing to get under his skin, "It was a little bit sticky and wet" She emphasised those innuendo words just to add heat to the fire, "But never the less interesting you know?" And he was breathing a bit heavier than normal, his hand curling around his thigh to stop himself doing whatever he waned to do, "There's just something about girls man... I mean, don't get me wrong, guys would always be my first choice but damn they know how to work their way around a bra-" And at that Stiles choked, a hacking cough coming from his throat as he tried to digest her words, his cheeks now a flaming red colour.
"Kaylz, are you seriously trying to turn me on in the middle of a diner?" He asked with baited breath, his eyes wide, "Because it's working... maybe a little too well"
"I can see" She smirked, titling her head to the side, "But I was just casually talking about past accomplishments... like how I managed to unbutton her shirt with just my teeth.." She trailed off slyly as Stiles' whole body clenched up, placing his elbow on the table and biting down on his fist, "Oh baby, is your mind a little bit occupied just now?" She asked with a laugh, placing her hand on his forearm, "My bad"
"I'm fine... I'm fine" He mumbled against his fist, screwing his eyes shut tightly, "Totally fine"
"So can I get you two lovebirds anything else?" Millie chirped out, bouncing over to them with a wide smile on her face, "Oh dear boy, is everything okay?" She asked, obviously noticing Stiles' demeanour.
"Him? He's fine" Kayla laughed, "He's just feeling the heat a bit, it hits him pretty hard" And at that Stiles let out a small whimpering noise, his leg bouncing up and down more vicariously, "Makes him quite sticky and can give him a long head-ache but I'm sure he'll come away feeling better soon" and she had to bite her lip at the way Stiles literally jolted, his knee colliding with the table with a loud bang.
"Yup, fine, totally fine" he winced, trying to give a reassuring smile to Millie, "Uh... um, just the check please Millie"
"No problem darlings" She smiled widely as she skipped back over to the counter, printing out the check as Stiles leant towards her, "Headache?" He asked, twisting uncomfortably on the leather seat.
"Well you are having a problem with your 'head' aren't you?" She teased playfully as he let out a small noise caught between a moan and a sound of embarrassment, "I was just erecting the truth a bit" and she had to laugh at how flushed he got, his whole body clenching.
"Dear god Kayla..." He muttered, leaning back and pressing his back against the booth wall, "You are just torturing me now you know?"
"Oh I know and it's rather fun... should I continue my story about how that cheerleader could undo a bra one handed or?" She laughed as he groaned at her teasings, "But sorry to burst your bubble lover boy, it only went as far as grinding on each other half dressed, nothing too explicit"
"Nothing too-? oh wow" Stiles exclaimed, blowing out a long breath as his wide eyes met hers, "That sounds... fun"
"Eh" She shrugged nonchalantly, "You're funner" she smirked, allowing her hand to slowly brush across his leg, her fingertips grazing higher up his thigh, "So... much... funner..." And with that she slowly pushed herself forward, her tongue dancing across the lobe of his ear before sucking it into her mouth gently and nibbling at it softly, loving how she could still make him melt with just simple words and touches, their fire no where near lost.
She tugged at it one last time before pulling back, watching as his eyes drifted open again, his mouth forming a round 'O' shape.
"Here's the check" Millie beamed, suddenly appearing over them, her friendly face open and gentle, always looking so damn happy, Kayla would have to ask her how she did that, "I sure hope y'all enjoyed your meal"
"We did" Kayla smiled back, subtly rubbing circles on Stiles' thigh as he stopped breathing behind her, "Best fried food I've tasted in this town"
"That's sweet of you dear" Millie thanked, placing a hand on her shoulder before winking at Stiles, "Take my advice handsome, don't let this one go" And Kayla knew Stiles knew he would have to speak with actual words instead of just incoherent words or mumblings and braced herself for how much comical value she was going to get out of this.
"Oh... um, uh... y-yeah" He stuttered, his voice higher pitched than normal, "Um.. I won't, let her go that is... in the figurative sense, not the literal dirty sense... well that way too but I mean, it didn't... I won't Millie" He finally settled on promising, letting out a long sigh before muttering under his breath, "Oh dear god kill me now"
"Nice to hear" Millie beamed, "I hope to see you both back soon for a proper catch up, it's been far too long and I really would like to get to know you dear" She sent Kayla a kind look, "There will be free pie for you" And Kayla smiled at that, it seemed 'free pie' was Millie's thing, first with Stiles' parents and now them.
"Who are we to turn down free pie?" Stiles joked, starting to pull out his wallet.
"I'll see you soon kiddily winks" And with that she departed and as she did Kayla slapped away Stiles' hand before he could open his wallet.
"What are you doing? I'll pay for it" Kayla protested, not wanting Stiles to splash about his money when Kayla could easily afford it what with hacking into her trust fund and all that.
"What? No" Stiles exclaimed, looking outraged by that idea, "This date was my idea Kaylz"
"And it was a great idea but seriously, allow me" She bent down to pull her bag off the floor but just as she did Stiles plucked it from her hands and threw it behind him, raising his eyebrows.
"I'm not letting you pay for this Kaylz, I want to"
"But I want to" She argued back lightly, trying to move around him to take her bag back but he anticipated her moves and blocked her with his body.
"Kaylz, don't be stubborn" He chastised her, cocking an eyebrow, "I treated you to this date to take your mind off things so therefore I will pay for it"
"And it worked, thus, I will reward you by not making a hole in your wallet... please?" She pouted, channelling her puppy dog eyes to full power but he stared at her in realisation.
"Is this what this is about?" He asked quietly, "You don't want me paying for a twenty five dollar date because you're afraid I'll go bankrupt?"
"No... well yeah but no" She winced as she realised how that sounded, "I just don't want you spending money when you don't have to is all, I can pay for it"
"Kayla, Kaylz, babe" Stiles started to say in a soft voice, "I appreciate the thought but even if I had no money and was living out a dumpster I would still find a way to take you on the dates you love, that's just what a boyfriend does" His fingers started intertwining with her own, "it's just what I do"
"I know... You're too sweet for your own good you know" she smiled, not attempting to stop him even if she did still feel like stopping him, "thank you"
"No need to thank me" he smirked, pulling out a twenty dollar and a ten dollar note and slapping them on the table, leaving a generous tip for Millie, "It's worth it if it makes you smile"
"I do need to thank you" She smiled slyly, grabbing his hand and pulling him from the booth, looking around for the rest-room sign, "Especially after all that teasing, what kind of person would I be if I didn't 'relieve' you of your strain?" She added playfully, pulling him along behind her like a dog on a lead as she pushed open the flapping door into a small corridor area and immediately trailing him into the ladies bathroom without a second thought.
It was pretty basic, checked floors, red tiles on the walls, a large mirror taking up one whole wall with a line of three sinks across it and three stalls opposite it and Kayla didn't waste any time before turning around in his arms and pushing him back against the door roughly, lips smothering his own quickly and heatedly.
Immediately his hands landed on her hips, gripping at them tightly as he pulled her closer to him, their bodies smashing together in this heated embrace before Stiles started walking her backwards, his dominant side taking over as she felt her back crash into the row of sinks, his large hands sliding across her hips before slipping over the back of her shorts and cupping her ass through the material sending a shiver over every nerve in her skin.
She loved the feel of his hands on her, over every inch of her body because it just felt so right and so damn good when he did it. It felt natural, like he wasn't just doing it to cop a feel, no, it was like he was in love with every part of her body and admired it. His hands, although a little lean were strong and large as he slipped his hands down a little further to squeeze her cheeks, rubbing the sensitive skin there as he pulled her lower body flush against his own as she gasped against his lips at the sensation of both their most sensitive places brushing each others, still not fully used to the amazing feeling.
He then slipped his hands down even further, his hands curling around her thighs before pulling her up so she could sit in-between the sinks, her legs immediately wrapping around his hips to pull him between her legs.
She broke the kiss, trailing some heated ones down the side of his neck, hands tugging at his hair, "I need you Stiles" She whispered against the flushed skin of his neck, fingers gliding through his hair to rest on the nape of his neck, "Right now" And he groaned at her husky voice, nails digging into her thighs leaving a row of red marks littered across her bare skin.
"Seriously. Now" she whispered, fingers sliding down his t-shirt covered back to start opening up his belt and button on his pans but he pulled back at that, eyes going wide as he blushed dark red.
"Uh... we're in a bathroom, a very public bathroom where anyone could walk in... we've had enough interruptions to last a life time Kaylz" He pointed out, biting his lip, "We could go back to the Jeep-" But before he could finish his sentence she had jumped down from the sinks and was tugging him into one of the small stalls, locking the door behind them as she pressed herself back against the door, smirking up at him.
"So Stilinski... how flexible are you?" She asked slyly, finally managing to unbutton his pants and let them slip off his hips, skin flushing with heat as he stepped forward, trapping her between the stall door and himself, his hands slipping up underneath her top to grip at her waist.
"I think the better question Hale is how flexible are you?" He corrected, pressing himself forward, his arms wrapping around her small waist as he attacked her lips again.
"Well my earlier question was definitely answered... very flexible, very flexible indeed" Stiles murmured as he sat in the drivers seat of his Jeep, finally catching his breath back as Kayla laughed from where she lay, head in his lap, feet propped out the open passenger side window.
"You knew that already though" She pointed out, laying her arms folded across her stomach.
"Yeah but we had never tried that position before though" He breathed, still sounding amazed and awed every time they had sex even though they been doing it, literally, for months now, "Like... wow"
"So it's in the top ten then?"
"Only ten?" He pouted down at her as she chuckled, "We have a good twenty, thirty positions at least, it's too hard to pick just ten"
"I see your point" She nodded, a laugh bubbling from her chest as his hands continued to play with the ends of her loose hair, his nimble fingers braiding some strands again before loosening it up and starting up again and Kayla loved the feel of his fingers playing with her hair, he sometimes did it before they fell asleep and it was a great safe feeling to close your eyes too.
"I'm glad" He smiled down at her as Kayla diverted her eyes to looking out the open window of the near empty parking lot, not much scenery to see, just old grey bricked buildings, not even a plant or shrub in sight.
"Everything... okay?" He asked cautiously, a small frown scrunching his eyebrows together, "Did the date actually not work in taking your mind off things and you just said it did to make me feel better or did I do something wrong?"
"What? No, Stiles of course it worked, being with you works" She answered immediately, adjusting her head on his lap to look up at him, giving him a small gentle smile, "I'm just thinking"
"About what?" He asked curiously, frown still in place, "What's bothering you? Is it Aiden?"
"Aiden always bothers me" She grumbled before shaking her head, "No... uh, it's just... Heather" And immediately Stiles' body stilled, his hands stopping threading through her hair, "After that phone call it just... for a minute it... it kinda, well... felt like you blamed me" She admitted in a small voice, "Like I'm the reason she's dead"
"No, no way in hell Kaylz" He immediately cried out in outrage, pulling her up into a sitting position, "It's not your fault she's not here anymore, it's whatever sick bastard killed her... why would you think I blamed you?" And he sounded genuinely confused and hurt by her statement which made her regret asking it in the first place.
"No reason... I'm sorry, I was just being stupid" She smiled lightly, shaking her head and trying to turn away but his gentle hands tilted her chin back around to face him, his honey brown eyes swimming with pure raw emotion.
"Kaylz... talk to me" He whispered, tilting his head to the side, "Did someone say something to you? Did I?" He asked, like he dreaded the answer.
She stared at him, glancing down from his eyes to his lips watching the way they shaped as he spoke, her forehead crinkling in concentration, "No, nothing like that... just after the call I got the impression that you felt that if you hadn't have stayed home with depressing old me and went to her party then she might be here today" She sent him a small smile, shaking her head, "But it's okay, I know you don't think that, I was just over-thinking things as per usual"
"I don't think that" He stated, voice brimming with determination and a hint of sadness, "Heather... she was my friend, my human friend, that wasn't apart of this supernatural crap but yet she still died... I... I just hope that my dad catches whoever did it"
"Your dad?" She asked, eyebrows furrowing, "You think whatever killed Heather was human?"
"You don't?" He retaliated, sounding just as confused as she did, "H-Heather didn't know about the supernatural, they couldn't have targeted her"
"That voice wasn't human" Kayla muttered, "It was... it was dark and filled with hate, Stiles no human sounds like that" She told him gently, raising a hand to brush through his hair, hating that she had to break that news to him even though by the look on his face he already knew but just didn't want to look at the facts, "Whoever or whatever it was... is a monster" She clenched her jaw, "A sick twisted monster that we'll stop I promise" She vowed, sending him a comforting smile, "We'll avenge Heather"
"I hope so" He muttered, eyes getting glassy with tears again, "She didn't deserve this"
"I know" Kayla replied gently, nodding her head, "She was a good person, gave me some great advice and I saw how much she meant to you" A tear caught on his eyelash as her hand drifted down through his hair to wipe it away, "Hey, don't cry" She soothed, wrapping her arms around his neck and pulling him to her, "I'm not going to be cliché and say everything is going to be alright but things will get better, they'll find Heather and give her a proper funeral so you can say goodbye... that I promise you"
"And you don't break your promises" He muttered against her hair as she laughed gently at that, nodding her head.
"Uh huh, that's right" She pulled back, their faces so close together she could feel his warm breath hitting her face, her hands still clinging to the back of his neck, "I'm so sorry Stiles"
"It's not your fault, none of this is" He replied, "Heather just got unlucky, that's all"
"Yeah... maybe" She dropped her hands from his neck to rest over his hands, "Don't be scared to talk to me Stiles okay? I'm your girlfriend, you can talk to me about anything"
"I know, that's what I love about you" He whispered, leaning forward to kiss her forehead, "But I'll be okay... once we save Boyd and Erica and give Heather a proper goodbye then we can move on from all of this, it just drags us down"
"Yeah" She agreed because it was true, all of the pressure and responsibilities of saving people, keeping secrets, knowing that one mistake could cost you your life or someone's else was scary but they had to do it, they had no choice.
"Speaking of dragging us down... what do you think Aiden will do when he sees us?" He asked her, looking slightly if not fully terrified, "Something tells me he won't be setting off fireworks for our anniversary, unless of course he's setting them off at us, or me more specifically then I can totally see that"
"Aiden doesn't have a say in us, it's not like we're married or anything" She reassured him, "Though it was a close call, one time we were so stoned we ended up in a chapel at Vegas and anyone can get married at Vegas, I'm pretty sure if someone took their pet cat there they could get married at Vegas" And at that Stiles raised his eyebrows, his nose scrunching up adorably, "And don't ask me how we got to Vegas, it's a complete blank"
"And the point of this story is...?" Stiles trailed off, a cheeky smile plastered over his face and she just slapped his chest playfully, rolling her eyes.
"The point is, so what, we were once in each others lives and now we're not, he has no say in what I do or who I see because that would be abusive stalkerish controlling behaviour"
"But if uh... if he was linked to your life... in another way then, well, then he would get a say wouldn't he?" Stiles asked and Kayla's heart dropped at that, knowing what he was implying but didn't want to say outright, unsure of her reaction.
"Even if... if that happened, if we did-" She cleared her throat, hating the feel of the familiar ache there, "If we did have a... have Mia now he still wouldn't I promise" She vowed as Stiles raised his hand to stroke her cheek, thumb dancing across the skin there.
"I shouldn't have brought it up, stupid me.. when you're ready to talk you'll talk, I shouldn't have pushed you to-" But she cut him off by pressing a quick kiss to his lips, not wanting him to beat himself up over this.
"You didn't push me, just gave me a nudge" She corrected, twisting her body back around so she was laying across the seat, her head in his lap, his hands immediately going back to play with her hair, "It's healthy to talk apparently, that's what my therapist drilled into my head anyway"
"The therapist you had back in Louisiana?" He asked carefully, his eyes never leaving hers as she just nodded against his thighs, fingers absent-mindedly tugging at the ends of her top.
"Yeah, Mrs Davey or something like that... she was British" She added, like that solved everything, "Wouldn't stop yammering on about how 'talking is healthy' and 'talking heals the heart' and 'talking is a sign of growth' but I'm telling you that damn woman couldn't keep her mouth shut for more than two seconds, I thought I would have to stick a carrot in her mouth like Rudolf just to shut her up" She chuckled light-heartedly as Stiles smiled down at her, his body vibrating with laughs of amusement, "I'm serious, I felt like it was her therapy session and not mine"
"Well it obviously worked if it opened you up a bit" Stiles commented with a brief smile.
"Not really... you did that" She corrected because it was true, even when she came to Beacon Hills she felt like she was closed off from the world and everyone in it but not anymore thank god, "Okay that was mushy, ew"
"Well if it's any consolation I like it when you turn all mushy" Stiles winked at her, "Your mush is anything but 'ew'"
"You're bias" She smiled lightly before biting her lip and glancing down away from Stiles' intense gaze, her mind drifting, "Is it... can I talk to you about something?" She asked meekly but immediately she felt his whole body shake with nods, encouraging her to go on.
"Of course, you can talk to me about anything... what is it?"
"I think... I think I need to speak to my mom" She admitted, gnawing on her bottom lip, "It's been months since I've seen her let alone spoke to her, Beacon Hills isn't a massive place, I'm bound to run into her at some point"
"Yeah... I think that's best" Stiles whispered gently as she looked up at him through her eyelashes, "Don't get me wrong, I hate how she handled things but she's still your mom, I know that if I had another chance to see my mom again then I would" He admitted carefully, her hand reaching up in the air to touch the side of his cheek, "No pressure or anything but, uh, what changed your mind? You were really adamant before about never wanting to see her again" He commented and Kayla sucked in a deep breath at that and he seemed to notice the look on her face because he gently took ahold of her hand that was stroking his cheek, intertwining their fingers to show support.
"I just... I know how it feels to lose a daughter" She admitted before wincing slightly, screwing her face up, "Oh god, is this weird talking to you about another guys kid I had? If it is I can stop-"
"Don't stop" He exclaimed loudly before shaking his head and lowering his voice, "I mean, don't stop" He said much quieter than before, smiling lightly down at her, "And no it's not weird... okay it's a little weird but weird is like my middle name, hit me with it Hale"
She briefly smiled at that, at how caring and helpful he was but the smile soon dropped from her face as a lump formed in her throat, "I know it's two completely different situations but I know how impossible it is not to love your daughter, it's like this feeling in your chest that you can never lose because it's embedded into your DNA, into who you are and... and I think my mom does love me... maybe in a shameful way, or how every-time she looks at me she sees Peter but it's still love" She explained, nuzzling her head into Stiles' thigh for more comfort.
"A mother's love is unconditional right?" Stiles added, nodding his head to what she said and that hurt her chest... not in a bad way, but in a good way because she knew how true it was. Mia wasn't here anymore, she didn't have anything left of her but that love was still there, swirling through her body... untainted, untouched, pure... it was a nice feeling, it comforted her, let her know that she wasn't half as bad as she thought she was, that she wasn't a monster... that she was a mom and had the potential to be a great one... one day.
"It really is" Kayla smiled before sitting up properly, Stiles helping her, "It's like... it's the best feeling in the world but completely terrifying, knowing you would do anything in the world to protect them... move mountains, hold the weight of the sky... it burns, but in a good way" She smiled at the feeling, an empty hole in her heart as she had nothing to project that love onto, "And burying them is soul crushing" She added, glancing down at her lap, "Remember that stupid movie we rented from the video store when I was laid up with a busted leg, about the man that got buried alive?"
"Yeah?" Stiles questioned, seeming confused as to why she brought that up, "Why?"
"It's sort of like that, the feeling of loosing a child... it's the only way I can describe it... getting buried alive" She confirmed, finally meeting his soft gaze, biting down on the inside of her cheek to keep the tears in check, "Since forever I've been terrified of that, had nightmares when I was eight that I would die and my family would give me a funeral only I wouldn't be dead. I would wake up inside a coffin, couldn't breathe, dirt was getting in, fingernails bleeding and broken trying to scratch my way out, but no one heard me and that's how it feels. Because a part of you is dead but you're still breathing, still living and everything gets to you... from the commercials on TV advertising teething gel to the toddler trying to run at the park, like a constant reminder, the universe rubbing it in your face that you failed... and that's the dirt, slowly burying you" She was talking in a daze, "Trying to catch a breath but you can't... and it's pretty exhausting to try and be okay all the time" She admitted with a dry forced chuckle, "Especially when sometimes all you want to do is to stop fighting it, stop trying to escape or call for help... just give up, and let the dirt smother you" She ended quietly, eyes glazed over in thought as she sat in the Jeep, fingers picking away at the stray strands on her shorts before shaking her head and breaking from that daydream, looking to the side.
"That's why that day I was acting a bit crazy... okay a lot crazy, I'm surprised you didn't lock me in the nuthouse" She added, trying to eject some humour into this messed up conversation, "About, well... asking you to make a baby with me" She confirmed, rolling her eyes at her stupidity, "It was a stupid idea and I'm sorry for putting you in that position... I just thought that if there was another Mia then I wouldn't constantly feel like I have to catch a breath... I'm so sorry Stiles-"
"Kayla" He interrupted in a gentle tone and was shocked that when she looked at him she saw his honey brown orbs glistening with tears, "You don't ever have to apologise to me, I get it.. or at least I'm trying to... but I want you to talk to me because you're not alone okay? You have me... always" He vowed fiercely, his fingers reaching out to caress across her jaw, "And if the love you have for Mia is anything close to the love I have for you then I know how special it was, is even"
Kayla was staring at him in awe, tears glistening in her eyes, "A hale with a shit ton of baggage, who would've guessed it" She joked sarcastically, trying for a laugh but it came out as more of a choked broken sob, "Thank you Stiles but... I know everyone thinks telling Aiden is wrong but... but I have to" She admitted, shrugging a shoulder, "His face when he brought up the abortion-" She shivered at the devastated look that crossed his face, "-he acts like a monster but he's not Stiles, and it's hard to see, it's hard for me to see sometimes and occasionally I start to think that maybe he is soulless after all but-but he's not" She shook her head, "He has good in him Stiles... I know he does"
"That's your decision to make" He soothed her, a hand gliding into her hair to keep her gaze on him, "No one else has a say... Mia was his and yours kid, but if you are sure you want to tell him I'll be there for you... even if the only thing I can do is give you a hug" And he seemed dis-hearted that that was 'all' he could do but what he didn't know was that hug was everything she ever needed – it was warmth, security and comfort all rolled into one and was something she had never really had before, it helped so damn much.
"A hug always helps" She sniffed as she nodded, blinking back the tears, "Especially from you" and with that he brought her forward into the circle of his arms, smothering her against his chest as a form of comfort and she just nuzzled her face into the crook of his neck, smelling the faint smell of cologne and detergent of his shirt but also a scent that was so remarkably Stiles... like spring, freshly mowed grass and baked pastries all in one, immediately making her feel more at ease.
They stayed like that for a while. Not speaking just holding each other, his hands rubbing circles on her back before he allowed her twist around so she was leaning back against his chest, the feel of his heart thumping underneath her, his arms around her waist. At least until her phone beeped and she groaned, pulling it from her pocket and opening the text from Scott.
Wolf-boy ~ Derek's getting antsy waiting for you two to show up at the loft. And I don't like an antsy Derek. No one likes antsy Derek. Actually not a lot of people like Derek even without the ants in his pants, you coming?
"Scott is wolf boy in your phone?" Stiles chuckled, tilting his head over her shoulder to read the text.
"It was either that or kitty and I wanted that name for Derek so..." She trailed off with a small smile, quickly typing in a reply.
You sure he hasn't got ants in his pants, or maybe their fleas ;) She joked, well aware of the dog joke but was unable to help herself, Better check yourself Scottie, they spread x
"You think he's actually going to check to see if he has fleas?" Kayla laughed as Stiles reversed from the parking lot.
"Oh definitely... Scott wouldn't know this branch of humour if it hit him in the face"
Wolf-boy ~ Very funny Kayla, werewolves don't get fleas but her phone beeped against just a few seconds later, alerting her to another text.
Wolf-boy ~ Oh god, do werewolves get fleas? Is that why I'm itchy 'down there'?
Wolf'-boy ~ no don't answer that, just get here soon please, Derek can be slightly terrifying.
"Yeah, they really need us before Derek and Scott strip each other naked and check every nook and cranny for imaginary fleas now"
"Be there in ten" Stiles winked at her, taking his hand off the gear stick as he drove and flipped her hand over, intertwining their fingers once again, the warmth making Kayla's heart beat all the more faster.
"It will work" She emphasised quietly to Isaac as they stood in the corner of Derek's loft, keeping their voices hushed, "We'll get them back"
"I'm just saying that if we fail I'll still have time to make the deal with Camden" Isaac whispered, pulling her forward by her arm so there was only inches of space between them, "Only as a last resort though"
"So you're willing to give up your freedom, your pack, your friends, all over one promise made by someone rather unreliable?" Just double checking she heard him right because this idea was so far beyond stupid that stupid actually looked like a pretty good option at this point, "It's crazy"
"I'll do what's necessary to save my friends and if that means joining them then yes Kayla, I'll do it"
"I won't let you" Kayla stated in a hard voice, shaking her head, "No way in hell Isaac"
"I could save Boyd and Erica"
"And I could lose you" She exclaimed, starting to get het up by his words that he would so willingly be someone he isn't to save those he cared about, selfless? Yes, stupid? One thousand percent, "For god sake Isaac, it's in the movies... never trust the enemies, number one rule... okay not number one but pretty damn close to it, I can't let you do this Lahey"
"You can't stop me" He whispered, "Boyd and Erica... they're my pack... I will do anything"
"I know... and that's what scares me" She admitted in a small voice, "But giving into what Camden wants won't work, it won't guarantee their safety, it will just make you putty in his hands... Derek can't lose another beta... I can't lose another friend" His clear blue gaze was staring down at her, "Just... just promise me you won't make any rash decisions yet? Please" She practically begged, her eyes going wide with honesty, "Let's try this way first, breaking into the bank, and if it doesn't work then... then I'll help you figure out something else which doesn't involve throwing you to the lions, okay?"
He was looking at her critically, like he was trying to find out if she was just putting him off but eventually he just nodded, sighing as he did so, "Yes... I can't refuse a face like that" He joked, nudging her arm, "But, uh... what do you think Camden will do if we do get Erica and Boyd out of there? Will he... do you think he'll kill me?"
"No" She answered immediately, shaking her head, "He won't, I won't let him... I can kick his ass any-day"
"I know, scary little thing you are" And she just cocked an eyebrow up at him for the word 'small', she wasn't small for crying out loud.
"Five foot seven is not small Lahey, that's actually above average height for a female you dick"
"You're small to me"
"Everyone is small to you" She corrected, damn him and his tallness, "You're like Eiffel tower height for crying out loud"
"Not only me that's big by the way, my d-" But she cut him off by elbowing his stomach but couldn't help the smile that tugged at her lips, he was a great friend, and she loved how they could go from arguing one moment to teasing each other the next.
"Ego much?" She smirked, chuckling lightly as she rolled her eyes, "I kinda love you Lahey you know"
"I kinda love you too Hale" He replied with a genuine smile, "So how about we go save our friends now?" And she just nodded, steelful determination burning in her eyes – they would save everyone in that vault, the price was too big to pay otherwise, a price she wasn't willing to pay.
A/N) *cackles* I had so much fun writing this chapter because it had some flirt, some smut, some deep talks, some love, some friendship and stiles and kayla arguing over who pays for the date, I ha to awww haha and I just ahhhhhh ha ;) I sure hope y'all liked it too, anything you liked or had feels over I would love to hear from you so please pelase review, next chapter out soon I promise :) x -also please vote on poll, thanks- :)
Also, that whole 'buried alive' fear will play a big part in another branch of storyline coming up about halfway through season 3A so brace yourself because shit is going down :)