You head back to Stiles' room and see that the girls have brought up some snacks. It had been a long day and you didn't eat much, you weren't sure many of them did either. It was already well into the early morning hours but you decided to have a few bites of leftover macaroni salad just to get something in you.

"You doing ok?" Allison asks you in between bites.

"Yeah I'm fine." you sigh. Really, you weren't sure if you were or not but you were just so tired from everyone asking you that same question over and over again. What kind of response did they expect? Would they be "fine" if they were in the same situation?

After everyone was finished there was a bit more conversation about the plan for the weekend, obviously everyone was sticking together no matter what, and that the rest of the plans would be taken care of in the morning.

Lydia and yourself took the bed, which you were thankful for that no one argued with you. You were exhausted and a comfortable bed was just what you needed. Allison and Kira agreed to sleep on the floor.

It only takes minutes for you to fall asleep. And it seems like a few minutes after that you've woken up, but the room looks different. It's still Stiles' room, but the girls are gone and you can't pinpoint why it looks different. You're also not in the bed anymore. You look down and notice you're tied to the chair again and look over to see Stiles tied to his chair, as well.

Not again! How is this happening? You struggle to get out but it's no use.

"I've tied you good, and your friends can't get here to help you this time." the fox spirit is now in front of you. You hadn't even seen him there a minute ago!

"What the hell?" you question.

"How did we get back here? Where is everyone?" Stiles asks.

"Now now now, let's not bore ourselves with the details. Let's just be happy we can continue with what we started." the Nogitsune says, as he kneels between your legs once more.

This time you're completely frozen. How are you back here? Where is everyone? Why does the room look different? Stiles is again yelling and cursing and trying to get out of his chair but it's stilll no use.

His head goes lower and lower as his hands creep up further and further and you can't seem to get the words out this time.

"I thought I told you about these panties?" his voice was low and it made you tremble.

"I..Lydia went and got me some clothes." what the fuck? You can't tell him no but you can say that your friend went and got you some underwear?

"No matter. I can fix that." and with that he ripped that pair off of you, too.

Stiles is in his chair desperately trying to figure something out while still trying to get out of his ropes that tied him down. For a minute you thought it was strange that there were ropes this time around, but the thought quickly vanished once you felt the Nogitsune bury his head between your legs and lick your opening.

You gasp at the feeling, trying to contain yourself since Stiles was still sitting there.

"I swear I'm going to fucking kill you for this!" he screams.

He continues lapping between your legs and lets out a small laugh at Stiles' comment, which causes you to moan from the vibrations it's just caused.

"Please!" is all you can manage to cry out. But it's not a direct order. You don't even know what you want him to do. It feels amazing. Please stop? Please keep going? You just decide to leave it at that.

His tongue dives deeper and your head whips back and you let out a loud moan. You could feel yourself becoming wetter and wetter with every lick and knew that he had you right where he wanted you.

You manage a glance over at Stiles who has now stopped struggling and is just watching. You avoid eye contact because, well, that would be way too weird, but you keep an eye on him for a minute until you feel one finger enter along side the tongue that's been furiously licking you.

"Oh god!" you cry out at the feeling and you can't help the trembling through out your entire body.

Somehow in the midst of everything that's been going on you notice the ropes around your wrists have come undone. Your first response is to grab his hair and grip tightly. You're sure it's hurting him but you don't even care. You just want him to keep going.

Another finger enters while he brings his tongue up and taps your clit with it and it's too much. You're screaming as your orgasm hits you hard while gripping his hair even tighter.

When you've finally come down off your high, the room comes back into focus. You look down at the Nogitsune who is now licking the fingers he just pulled out from you and you groan at both the loss and at the sight of what he's doing.

He stands you up and pulls you so your faces are inches apart.

"I told you this wasn't the end. You'll know where to find me when you're ready for this to really happen.

Really happen? What the hell did that-

You bolt upright in bed gasping for air. You hear someone calling your name again, asking if you're ok. For a minute you're still panicked. What the hell was that? Was that just a dream?

"I-I'm fine." you finally answer, still not even sure who asked. All three of the girls are sitting on the bed with you now.

"I think it was just a nightmare or something." you tell them.

"Do you remember what it was about?" Lydia asked.

"Uhm, no actually I don't." you lied. Not something you need to share with the rest of them.

"Well, it's late anyway we should get up and see what the guys have come up with. Knowing them they're still sleeping and haven't even discussed anything." Lydia laughed as she got off the bed and headed for the door.

The rest of you followed suit down the stairs and into the kitchen. Surprisingly they were all awake, including the Sheriff who had apparently come home sometime in the middle of the night. He was making breakfast for everyone and it smelled delicious.

"Everything ok last night?" he asks "No breaking and entering from any fox spirits? No ghosts or witches or anything?" he jokes.

"No Sheriff, everything went good while we were all here." Scott smiled at him. "Just a nightmare for Stiles over here, but otherwise everyone is fine."

"That's two nightmares. Must have been some night." Allison chirps in while shooting a glance in your direction.

Stiles had a nightmare too? He's looking at you with an odd look on his face but he's still sitting on the stool in the kitchen, not moving. You decide not to push it here and ask him about it maybe later. There wasn't any way you both had the same dream anyway.

You check your phone and notice a missed call from your parents. You ring them back and have a brief chat about how they're enjoying their trip and how they wish they could get home sooner, but the weather is being so great that they are keeping their plans on staying for another week. You really wish they were here for some moral support, but then again it probably wouldn't be for the best for them to know what's been going on. So you lie and say things have been boring and tell them you aced your history test as usual.

Once you're off the phone everyone is back in the living room discussing what the plan is. You hear Stiles talking while everyone listens.

"I think he's going to leave us both alone for a while. She pissed him off pretty good when he was here, I don't think he's coming back for a few days at least."

"You don't think that pissing him off will just make him what to come after you guys even more?" Scott questions Stiles.

"I think it's a game for him. It seems like he wants her to want him. Stiles said she told him 'no' and that's when he got pissed and stopped and then left." Derek responds "I agree with Stiles I think he's going to leave you two alone for a bit."

"Yeah, not we just have to make sure she doesn't wind up going to him." Stiles replies.

You walk in the room and everyone is silent. They know you heard what they were talking about and seem confused at what to say next.

"Please, don't stop on my account." you tell them.

More silence.

"Look you guys," you begin "I'm not going to go to him. I meant what I said last night. This has to stop. It's not doing any of us any good and it just keeps putting people in danger. So let's just figure out how to find him and kill him, ok?"

"That's the thing" Kira finally speaks up "I'm not sure we CAN kill him."

"What?" you nervously reply.

"He's been around for a thousand years. No one has figured out how to kill him yet. I'm not sure there is even a way. He just feeds off hosts until they die off and then he moves on to the next one."

"Well that's promising." Stiles says.

"We'll find a way!" Scott assures everyone.

"What about that abandoned place you guys all thought he was at last night? Do you think he may actually be hiding there? Where was that?" you ask.

"It was the old paper mill at the edge of town. The place closed up like 10 years ago and has just been sitting there forever." Issac tells you "I was out last night keeping an eye on things and I swore I saw him walking around in one of the rooms. I went inside and even thought he was in there so I called everyone. So last night was pretty much my fault...I-I'm sorry." he looked pretty upset with himself.

"It's ok. I know you were just trying to help. And I appreciate it. You did the right thing" you went over and gave him a hug. He really did try and thought he was helping. It wasn't his fault.

"Maybe we should check it out." Allison said "If he's at least playing with us making us think he's there for some reason, there may be a good possibility that he's hiding there or hiding SOMETHING there."

"Ok. We go tonight then." Scott agrees.

He also thinks it's a good idea for you to stay at Stiles' house again tonight. You, however, are clearly not happy with that plan.

"No way! Why can't I just go back home?" you balk.

"We still can't take any chances! And we don't want you coming with us if he is there!" Scott argues.

"You're taking Stiles with you!" you counter.

"Stiles may be able to help." Scott replies.

"How?" you're pissed now.

"He's coming with us and you're staying here! That's the end of the argument." Scott tells you. You know why he's taking Stiles with him. Stiles probably told him he doesn't want to be alone with you right now, and that's why.

You think it's ridiculous because Stiles is putting himself in danger but there's no point in arguing with any of them. They're not going to listen, anyway.

"So all of you are going there and I'm here by myself?" this didn't sound like a good plan.

"No you won't be alone. Stiles' dad, Allison's dad, and the Sheriff is getting Parrish to come here tonight, too. Triple protection for you while we're all out trying to see if we can find the Nogitsune." Scott says.

Wonderful. Babysitters. Two middle aged men and a deputy sheriff. Should make for some interesting conversation.

"Fine." you respond. Maybe time away from everyone will be nice. Plus you can just hole up in Stiles' room for the night and maybe they'll leave you alone.

The rest of the day consisted of everyone sporadically coming and going to their houses to get themselves freshened up and any kind of supplies they want, and then talking plans about what was going to happen that night. They were preparing for the worst so they made sure they had an aresnol of weapons with them just in case. Since they didn't know how to kill him, they brought anything they could think of. Swords, guns, blow torches, flame throwers...really, ANYTHING!

Parrish and Allison's dad showed up just before it got dark out again and Scott let them both in on the situation. The Sheriff said that if they needed it, he'd have men ready to go in there with them at any moment. They'd hoped that they wouldn't need the extra help because really...how do you explain that to the media? But they were thankful that they had it regardless.

Finally around 8pm everyone left. And there you were with the three of them.

For a few moments the air was tense and no one said a word. Finally Parrish broke the silence and asked "Anyone up for some poker?" and he pulled out a deck of cards.

The three of them smiled and sat down at the kitchen table cracking jokes and dealing the cards out. You opted not to play and told them you just wanted to relax. You guessed Stiles' room was the best place to crash again so that's where you headed.

Once you walked into the room you immediately went for the bed and plopped down on it and turned on the tv in the room. Only thing on were reruns of Buffy so you left the channel on and just vegged out.

After about a half hour you hear a knock at the door and tense up for a moment.

"It's Parrish" you hear from the other side of the door "can I come in for a minute?"

You get up and walk across the room and open the door "Sure" you reply.

"Are you ok? I know it's not fun with the three of us here and your friends out looking for this thing. Can I help?"

You smile at his attempt at trying to make you feel better. He was sweet and kind of cute so you didn't really mind.

"Well...maybe you could help me get back to my house so I can get another change of clothes?" you ask.

"Uhh well..." he shifts uncomfortably "You're not really supposed to leave."

"Oh, right..." you nod. You didn't think it would work but you had to give it a try anyway.

He's looking at you and then towards the stairway and you can tell he's torn.

"Well...ok. I'll help. But don't say anything. Leave the tv on. There's a balcony in the Sheriff's room. Go over there and I'll get you and I'll take you to your house."

You want to ask how he even knows about the balcony but decide to keep your mouth shut and just agree with him. At least you can go home and grab a few things to bring back here with you.

You do what he says and when he tells you to "jump" when you're on the balcony you think he's lucky he's not standing next to you because you would have slapped him upside the head.

"Jump!?" you shriek "Are you crazy?"

"I'll catch you! You have to be quiet, remember!?"

Jump? Is he serious? What if you feel and broke an arm or something? How would you even explain that?

"Jump!" he tells you again.

Finally you climb over the damn thing and just do it. And he was right...he caught you. Thank god!

He drives you to your house and goes inside with you.

"Make it quick!" he tells you.

You run upstairs and grab a few more pairs of clothes(who knows how much longer you'd be there for) and your pajamas.

You're in and out of there in a quick amount of time. You wish you could have stayed longer but you knew you'd just get Parrish in trouble if you stalled and you didn't want that to happen. He WAS trying to help you out here.

"We need to make a quick stop." he tells you as you get in the car.

"What? Where?" you're surprised he wants to take even longer.

"Well the only way I could get out of there was to tell them I was going to pick up food! So we need to go grab a few pizzas."

Getting back into the house was the harder part. Your eyes practically bugged out of your head when you saw Parrish walk out of the place with THREE pizzas but he explained that he'd call them up and ask for them to help and that I'd have to run through the back door while they were at the front door helping him bring the food in.

Once the car pulls up you hop out with your bag of clothes. THIS BETTER WORK! You run into the back yard and wait to hear them leave the kitchen and head to the front door.

The plan ACTUALLY WORKS and you dash in through the back door and head towards the stairs while trying to hide the bag behind you.

Allison's dad quickly spots you once he comes walking back into the living room with two of the three pizzas and a few bottles of pop.

"You want some pizza? I think Parrish forgot he wasn't feeding the entire police department and brought back a lot of food."

"Uhh...no thanks. I'm not really hungry. I think I'm just going to get ready for bed." you tell him trying not to sound too nervous.

"Okay. But if you change your mind the food will be here." he smiles and walks into the kitchen.

You dash back up the stairs RELIEVED that you were able to get away with what just happened! You'll have to remember to thank Parrish again in the morning for helping you out.

After washing up and getting your pajamas on you plop back down on Stiles' bed unsure of what to do. You haven't heard from anyone in hours and you're starting to get worried. You throw a few texts to Stiles, Scott, and Allison. But no one responds to you. You figure that if something was going down, someone would drag themselves away from the poker game going on downstairs to come and tell you.

More reruns of Buffy are on and you lay on the bed watching it until you finally drift off to sleep.

You're woken up by noise in the room and jump when you see Stiles by the closet. Was it really him? Please be him!

"Hey it's just me. I'm just grabbing something to sleep in." he tells you. He must have known what you were thinking.

"Did everything go ok? Is everyone alright?" you ask him, sitting up in his bed.

"Yeah it was a bust. He wasn't there and there was no sign of him. We all kind of just sat around doing a whole lot of nothing."

Sat around and did nothing? And you couldn't have done that with all of them? Instead you were stuck here with two parents and a deputy?

"Well, I'm glad at least everyone is ok." you tell him, not sure of what else to say.

"Yeah...me too." he says. "You can stay in here again tonight. I'll take the couch again."

"Stiles..." you begin as he heads for the door.

"Yeah?" he replies, turning back towards you.

"Your dad said you had a nightmare last night." you've been waiting all day to ask him this.

"Oh...yeah. I guess I did. Everyone said I woke up kind of freaked out."

"So...you don't remember it?" you ask him.

"Uh, no. I don't remember a thing." he responds.

"You're sure?" you had a feeling he wasn't telling you the truth. Could you have had the same dream? It seemed so real...it seemed like he was sitting right next to you, just like he was last night.

"I'm sure!" he retorts a little quickly.

"I just wanted to make sure that it wasn't about anything that happened last night. Like the Nogitsune might have gotten into your head or something..." you're pushing and you're not sure if he's going to walk away or not but you have to find out.

"No I told you-wait, about last night? You mean when we were both tied up here?" his voice has a serious tone.

"I had a dream about last night. You were in it. And so was...he. Did you have a dream like that?" you could see him putting the pieces together.

"Goddamn it." he sighs and throws the clothes he had in his hands to the ground.

"We had the same dream, didn't we?" you ask him "You saw everything...he made you."

"I don't want to talk about it." he's angry.

"Stiles I...I don't know what to say? I'm sorry."

"Stop!" he's louder now "STOP TALKING! STOP APOLOGIZING! I KNOW IT'S NOT YOUR FAULT! HE KEEPS GETTING INTO OUR HEADS AND I'M SICK OF IT! GOD AND HE MADE ME WATCH AND I COULDN'T DO ANYTHING ABOUT IT! I COULDN'T MOVE!"

"I know!" you stand up and try to get closer to him "I couldn't either."

"Yes you could! You weren't tied up towards the end. You didn't do anything, you just let him! AGAIN!" wow he really was paying attention wasn't he?

"Stiles I...it was a dream. I didn't know what I was doing!" you try pleading with him.

"You know what I can't-hey...you have your pajamas on!"

"I...what?" you're thrown at the change of conversation.

"Last night you said Lydia forgot them. How did you get them?"

Oh shit. As if he wasn't already angry enough with you.

"Parrish went and got them for me." you told him, more trying to convince yourself that was the truth than anything else.

"You expect me to believe that Lydia couldn't find your pajamas but somehow Deputy Parrish did?"

"Fine. He snuck me out so I could go home and get more clothes! I didn't think it was that big of a deal! And no one else offered to do it, he was the only one!"

"Damn it there is a reason for that! What if he was there again waiting for you?"

"You heard him, Stiles! He's not coming back for me! Not after I pissed him off! I just wanted some goddamn clothes!" you can feel your face becoming flush from being so aggravated with him. He's treating you like a child!

"You know what?" he finally says "That's great. That's just great! You want to keep putting yourself in danger, be my fucking guest. I'm done. I've tried helping you and you don't want it. So I'm done. When you want my help come and ask me. Until then I'll let you be." he slams the door shut behind him.