Short chapter but end of season 2, bam! Also don't worry, u little sugar plums, you will get your Scott x Varick soon enough.
-Scotty

It had been a few days and we finally didn't have to worry about something for the first time in months. Derek starting teaching Jackson the how-to on being a werewolf with some help from Scott. I sat Lydia down and explained everything to her. She was fascinated by my wings. I sat down with my Dad and had dinner with him for the first time in a really long time.

Stiles pulled up in front of my house, honking. I slid my door open, looking at my phone. I glanced up when someone was standing in front of me.

Scott.

I followed him in to Stiles' Jeep and climbed in the back, shoving my duffel bag in the back with theirs. We pulled up on the lacrosse field, Stiles popping his trunk open. We grabbed our bags and tossed them on the benches. I grabbed my lacrosse stick that'd been hiding in my closet and then stretched out my arms.

"You sure wearing that cardigan is a good idea?" Stiles asked. "Arm movement and all."

I spun in a circle.

"It's really flowy." I pouted.

Stiles held his hands up in defeat.

"So how's the 10 year plan with Lydia going?" Scott asked.

"Stretched to 15 but it's still in motion." Stiles laughed.

"Why don't you just ask her out?" I asked.

Stiles laughed loudly.

"Yeah, okay." Stiles said. "Why don't you just get in front of the goal and help me make team captain like you two promised me?"

Scott slid in to the goal and I stood next to it waiting on Stiles who was standing a few feet from me. He dropped a pack of balls on the ground, bouncing one up and down in his hand.

"I'm right back where I started." Scott said.

"What do you mean?" Stiles asked.

"No lacrosse, no popularity, no girlfriend." Scott replied.

I felt an odd feeling in my stomach.

"Hey, you still got me." Stiles pouted.

"Me too." I was right there on the pout train too.

Scott put a hand on my shoulder, a warm smile on his face as he looked between us.

"So life fulfilled." Stiles said, throwing his arms up. "Now remember, no wolf powers and no magic."

He picked up the ball ready to toss. I moved in front of Scott and giggled as his eyes flashed golden at me. I pointed to my back, I'd been working on using my wings and I'd made a spell to keep them tucked away but still give me a decent reach when I jumped though it wasn't anything like flying. I saw Stiles suck in a breath and toss the ball. I jumped slightly to my side, catching it and tossing it back.

"Hey, I said no magic!" Stiles yelled.

"It wasn't magic!" I said, crossing my finger over my heart while cracking up.

Stiles tossed the ball again, I stayed out of the way and watched Scott catch it.

"Hey, no wolf powers!" Stiles pouted.

"Okay, okay. Scott, let's not tease him." I laughed.

We started to play for real without using any powers to help Stiles. Everything felt like it was going to be okay. We were all going to be okay.

And then I was filled with dread.