TITLE:A NEW BEGINING Part 5B of 2
AUTHOR: CIASAW8 OR JAY-JAY RATING: PG SPOILER INFO: MY FRIENDS SAY IT'S SAPPY. YOU GUYS BE THE JUDES OF THAT. DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN ANYTHING HAVING TO DO WITH THE AGENCY. THE SHOW IS OWNED BY WOLFGANG PETERSEN, SHAUN CASSIDY, GAIL KATZ, RADIANT PRODUCTIONS AND UNIVERSAL TELEVISION. I DO NOT RECIEVE A PROFIT FOR THIS STORY.
PREVISOLY
"Stiles?" Terri whispered.
"I'm here." He said hugging her.
"Why didn't you let me go."
"Because, I couldn't let you do that to yourself." He said as her ran
his fingers through her hair. "I need you Terri. I... I love you."
"You do?"
"Oops. Did I say that out loud?"
"Yes. Do you?"
"You bet. Now go to sleep angel. Go to sleep." He said kissing her on
the head as she snuggled up to him and rested her head on his
shoulder. "It's okay now. You're safe. I promise."
NOW THE CONCLUSION
THREE HOURS LATER
30 MINUTES OUTSIDE OF FRONT ROYAL, VA
"Did you get in touch with her yet?" Gage asked.
"No. The phone just keeps ringing." Stiles replied. "Something's wrong. The answering should have picked up. Go by the house when we get to Front Royal."
"We will. How's Terri?"
"She's still asleep."
"She must really be sick."
"Guess so."
"Hey Stiles. Does your sister have a cell phone?" Jackson asked.
"Yeah, but I can't reach that either. Why?"
"Because some one is calling me with an unidentified number."
"What's the number?"
"743-8033."
"That's hers. How did she get your number?"
"Don't know. Should I answer it?"
"Yeah. Go ahead."
"Hello."
"Mr. Haisley. So nice to hear from you." Quinn said on the other end.
"Quinn?" Jackson said as he turned to look at Stiles.
"Yes. Is Mr. Stiles there?"
"Hold on." Jackson said with a shaky voice. "Quinn wants to talk to you Stiles."
"Okay." Stiles said taking the phone. "Hello."
"Mr. Stiles. It's nice to hear from you. I have your family. I worn you, turn me in and I'll hurt your girlfriend and your family."
"Let me talk to my sister."
"Stiles? Stiles, is it really you?" Emma asked.
"It's me."
"What's going on?"
"Something. I got into some trouble."
"Why did they come after us?"
"To get to me. Everything will be okay. I promise."
"Mr. Stiles, stop trying to play hero. You can't save everyone. You decide Terri and your family, or your job. Which is it?"
"You can't do that."
"Actually, I can."
"Then I pick my family and Terri. They mean more to me than some stupid job working for you."
"Fine, have it your way. But if you want your family you're going to have to come get them."
"Were are you?"
"You'll just have to guess. Bye Mr. Stiles." Quinn said as he hung up the phone.
"Quinn? Quinn!" Stiles said into the phone. "Damn, I lost him."
"What did he say." Carl asked.
"That he has my family."
"Where are they?"
"He didn't say."
"Well, we're about 10 minutes away. We'll check the house and call the police if necessary." Gage replied as he pulled off the interstate.
"Alright. Stiles wake Terri up and get ready to search the house." Carl stated.
"Okay. Terri, sweetheart, wake- up." Stiles said, gently shaking Terri's peacefully sleeping body.
"Why? What's wrong?" She asked waking- up.
"Quinn has my family. We're going to try and find them."
"Are they okay? Quinn didn't hurt them did he?"
"We don't know. We hope not." Gage answered.
"Stiles. Are you okay?" Terri asked taking her hand in his.
"Yeah, yeah. I'm fine." Stiles said squeezing her hand. "How's your arm?"
"It still hurts."
"Eric will look at it when we get there."
"Okay."
"We're here." Gage stated.
"Good."
"Alright, Eric, look at her wrist first."
"Will do." Eric said getting out of the van. "Let me see."
"Ouch." Terri winced as Eric rubbed his fingers gently over her wrist.
"It looks like just a sprain. We'll wrap it and it shouldn't bother you."
"Here's a bandage." Jackson said handing him and ACE Bandage.
"Thanks." Eric said as he wrapped Terri's wrist. "There, how's that?"
"Better. Thanks."
"No problem."
"Alright. Stiles, Jackson, and Lex take the back. Carl, Eric, you're with me." Gage said as he got out off the van. "Terri, stay with Stiles."
"Here, keep this on." Carl said as he handed Stiles a two- way radio. "Keep in touch."
"Will do." Stiles answered, taking the radio and clipping it to his belt and pulling his gun out. "Let's go."
"Stiles, what exactly are we looking for?" Lex asked as they moved around back of the two- story house.
"Any thing that would tell us were Quinn took them. Any signs to show us that he hurt them."
"Why doesn't Quinn have any of his guys here?"
"He probably doesn't think we would come here. Show how much he knows."
"Terri, you okay?" Jackson asked as he stopped to wait for her.
"Yeah. My head hurts." She said as she stopped to lean against a wall.
"Honey, you okay." Stiles asked, stopping in front of her.
"Yeah. I'm fine."
"You sure? One of us could stay here with you." Stiles replied as he felt her forehead.
"I'm fine. I promise. Can we just get started?"
"I guess. You sure you're okay?"
"I'll be fine." She sated walking toward the back of the house. "You guys coming or not?"
"Right behind you?"
"Yup. We're coming too." Lex replied as he and Jackson followed Stiles and Terri toward the house.
"Guys, you find anything yet?" Carl asked a few minutes later over the radio.
"Nope. At least nothing that gives us a clue as to where Quinn might have taken them. And nothing that shows that any one was hurt." Stiles answered as he walked up the flight of stairs in the back of the house. "You guys?"
"Nope. Um, Stiles. How many kids does your sister have?"
"Five. Why?"
"Well, Quinn only has four of them with him."
"Why do you say that?"
"We just a found a little boy, looks to be about four. Blonde hair, blue eyes."
"His he okay."
"Stiles, he's been shot."
"What? He's okay right?"
"Yeah. It looks like it just got his arm, but we're going to have to get him to a hospital."
"Alright. I'm on my way."
"What's going on?" Terri asked, walking up beside him and putting her hand on his shoulder. "Stiles, you okay?" She asked upon seeing the tears in his eyes.
"They found my youngest nephew. He's been shot."
"Is he okay?"
"Yeah. We have to take him to the hospital though."
"I'm so sorry Stiles. All of this is my fault."
"You're right. It is your entire fault. If we had let Quinn take you to Korea, none of this ever would have ever happened. I wish we had just left you at the cottage." Stiles said as he stomped off toward the bedroom.
"Stiles." Terri whispered as her eyes filled with tears and she slid down the wall and sat there and cried until Jackson found her some ten minutes later.
"Terri? Terri, you okay?" Lex asked as he slid down next to her.
"No."
"What's wrong?"
"Stiles was right. This is all my fault."
"No it isn't. Terri, he was just blowing off steam. He was upset about his nephew and he took it out on you."
"Is his nephew going to be okay?"
"We don't know. That's why I was sent to get you. We're going to take him to a hospital."
"Okay." She said standing. "Coming?"
"Yup." He said getting up and following her downstairs.
"Hey. Look who I found." Lex said as he and Terri joined everyone else outside.
"You ready to go Terri?" Gage asked.
"You bet."
"Already everyone get in. The cops should be here soon."
"Okay." Terri said as she climbed in back next to Stiles that was busy comforting his nephew.
"Alright. Guys we're here." Gage said about 15 minutes as they pulled up to the hospital.
"Okay. Come on little guy. We're going to get you some help. You're going to okay, I promise." Stiles said carrying Dylan inside, followed by Jackson.
"Terri, go with him." Lex said looking at her.
"Can I?" She asked.
"Go ahead." Gage said with a smile.
"Jackson. What's going on? Where's Stiles?" Terri asked once inside.
"Dylan passed out. His heart- rate dropped. They're trying to help him." Jackson said as Terri approached him. "Stiles went with the nurse to fill out papers."
"Jackson." Stiles called as walked down the hallway toward the two. Can you run this stuff out to Eric?"
"Sure."
"Stiles. Are you okay?" Terri asked as he collapsed into the closest chair.
"No." He said burying his face in his hands. "I'm sorry, about earlier. I was just mad and I took it out on the closest person. I shouldn't have done that, and I'm sorry. Do you forgive me?"
"Yeah, I do. But you were right. It is my fault. I'm sorry your nephew got hurt. This is why I wanted you to leave me."
"Terri, this isn't your fault. We're all in this together, remember?" He said as he reached up and gently pulled her into his lap. "I don't blame you, no one does."
"I blame me." She said, tears filling her eyes. "I should have just kept on walking and let the bomb explode on me."
"No. No, you shouldn't have done that. Terri, things are going to get better, I promise." He said rubbing her back. "I love you. I'm not going to let anything happen to you."
"You can't promise something like that. You know that this is my fault. Stop trying to make me feel better." She said standing- up and walking to the other side of the hallway.
"Terri, I know I can't promise something like that, but I can try. I won't let him hurt you. And isn't your fault. You did nothing wrong, if anyone's to blame here it's Quinn. I'm trying to make you feel better because I don't like it when you blame yourself. Terri, you didn't do anything that should cause you to blame yourself for something like this." He said walking up to her and turning her to face him. "Terri, please don't do this to yourself. Blame anyone but yourself, blame me, but don't blame yourself."
"I want to believe you when you say you won't let him hurt me, but I know Quinn, and I know he won't give up until I'm dead or he's in jail. I can't blame you because I know it's not your fault." She said crying.
"Terri, I won't let him even get near you. I'll personally make sure that he goes to jail and pays for what he's done to us before I'll let him lay a hand on you." He said pulling her into a hug and kissing her on head. "I'll protect, I promise. I love you."
"I love you, too." She said resting her head on his shoulder.
"Guys, we're going to go search for Quinn. Lex has some ideas. You two staying here?" Jackson asked from down the hall.
"Yeah." Stiles answered as he gently pushed Terri back to look her in the eyes. "Go on Jackson, we'll be okay."
"Alright."
"You okay?"
"Yeah. I think so." She said as he brushed some hair from her face.
"Mr. Stiles. The doctor would like to speak to you." A nurse said as she joined them in the hall.
"Okay. I'll be right back okay." He said kissing Terri on the head.
"Okay."
"What's going on doc?" Stiles asked once he reached the room.
"We were able to steady his heartbeat. As far as I can tell he's going to be fine. Do you know where his mother or father are?" The doctor asked as Terri and Eric walked up behind Stiles.
"His father was killed in Iraq six months ago. His mother and siblings have been kidnapped."
"Okay. Do we need to call the police?"
"No. Some one's on that."
"Okay. Well that's all. Do you three have a place to stay?"
"No."
"Well, we'll get you into the hotel next door."
"That works. Thank you." Eric replied.
"Can I see Dylan?" Stiles asked.
"Yeah, go ahead." The doctor answered. "He's in room 103."
"Thanks. Terri, you coming?"
"Right behind you." She answered, taking his offered hand and following him to the room.
THAT NIGHT
FRONT ROYAL HOTEL ROOM #60
10:00 PM
"Hey Stiles. Jackson's on the phone." Eric called through the hotel room.
"Alright. I'll be there in one second." He called back as he turned the shower off. "Let him talk to Terri."
"Okay. Here." He replied, handing the phone to Terri.
"Hello." Terri said into the phone.
"Terri. They found Quinn." Jackson said on the other end.
"Where? Was Stiles' family with him?"
"Yes, his family was with him. Carl and Lex found him hiding in an abandoned warehouse. Gage and Carl are taking him to the president."
"Good." She said as she cried tears of happiness. "Here's Stiles."
"Jackson. What's going on?" Stiles asked. "What did you say that made Terri cry?"
"Carl and Lex found Quinn. Your sister was with him. And, all four kids. How's Dylan?"
"They found him?"
"Yup."
"Yes. Are my sister and the kids okay?"
"They're fine. How's Dylan?"
"He's good. He's going to make it."
"Good. Look gage wants us to meet somewhere. So you can see your sister and the kids, and so that they can see Dylan."
"Meet us at the hospital at 10?" He said as he looked at Terri and Eric for approval, at which they both nodded yes.
"Okay. Sounds good. We'll see you there."
"You bet. Bye."
"Bye." Jackson said hanging up the phone.
"So?" Terri asked Stiles after he hung up the phone.
"They're going to fine. Everything's going to be fine."
"Good." She said as he hugged her.
"I love you."
"I love you, too." She said just before he kissed her passionately and then pulled her into a hug. "I love you, too."
AUTHOR: CIASAW8 OR JAY-JAY RATING: PG SPOILER INFO: MY FRIENDS SAY IT'S SAPPY. YOU GUYS BE THE JUDES OF THAT. DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN ANYTHING HAVING TO DO WITH THE AGENCY. THE SHOW IS OWNED BY WOLFGANG PETERSEN, SHAUN CASSIDY, GAIL KATZ, RADIANT PRODUCTIONS AND UNIVERSAL TELEVISION. I DO NOT RECIEVE A PROFIT FOR THIS STORY.
PREVISOLY
"Stiles?" Terri whispered.
"I'm here." He said hugging her.
"Why didn't you let me go."
"Because, I couldn't let you do that to yourself." He said as her ran
his fingers through her hair. "I need you Terri. I... I love you."
"You do?"
"Oops. Did I say that out loud?"
"Yes. Do you?"
"You bet. Now go to sleep angel. Go to sleep." He said kissing her on
the head as she snuggled up to him and rested her head on his
shoulder. "It's okay now. You're safe. I promise."
NOW THE CONCLUSION
THREE HOURS LATER
30 MINUTES OUTSIDE OF FRONT ROYAL, VA
"Did you get in touch with her yet?" Gage asked.
"No. The phone just keeps ringing." Stiles replied. "Something's wrong. The answering should have picked up. Go by the house when we get to Front Royal."
"We will. How's Terri?"
"She's still asleep."
"She must really be sick."
"Guess so."
"Hey Stiles. Does your sister have a cell phone?" Jackson asked.
"Yeah, but I can't reach that either. Why?"
"Because some one is calling me with an unidentified number."
"What's the number?"
"743-8033."
"That's hers. How did she get your number?"
"Don't know. Should I answer it?"
"Yeah. Go ahead."
"Hello."
"Mr. Haisley. So nice to hear from you." Quinn said on the other end.
"Quinn?" Jackson said as he turned to look at Stiles.
"Yes. Is Mr. Stiles there?"
"Hold on." Jackson said with a shaky voice. "Quinn wants to talk to you Stiles."
"Okay." Stiles said taking the phone. "Hello."
"Mr. Stiles. It's nice to hear from you. I have your family. I worn you, turn me in and I'll hurt your girlfriend and your family."
"Let me talk to my sister."
"Stiles? Stiles, is it really you?" Emma asked.
"It's me."
"What's going on?"
"Something. I got into some trouble."
"Why did they come after us?"
"To get to me. Everything will be okay. I promise."
"Mr. Stiles, stop trying to play hero. You can't save everyone. You decide Terri and your family, or your job. Which is it?"
"You can't do that."
"Actually, I can."
"Then I pick my family and Terri. They mean more to me than some stupid job working for you."
"Fine, have it your way. But if you want your family you're going to have to come get them."
"Were are you?"
"You'll just have to guess. Bye Mr. Stiles." Quinn said as he hung up the phone.
"Quinn? Quinn!" Stiles said into the phone. "Damn, I lost him."
"What did he say." Carl asked.
"That he has my family."
"Where are they?"
"He didn't say."
"Well, we're about 10 minutes away. We'll check the house and call the police if necessary." Gage replied as he pulled off the interstate.
"Alright. Stiles wake Terri up and get ready to search the house." Carl stated.
"Okay. Terri, sweetheart, wake- up." Stiles said, gently shaking Terri's peacefully sleeping body.
"Why? What's wrong?" She asked waking- up.
"Quinn has my family. We're going to try and find them."
"Are they okay? Quinn didn't hurt them did he?"
"We don't know. We hope not." Gage answered.
"Stiles. Are you okay?" Terri asked taking her hand in his.
"Yeah, yeah. I'm fine." Stiles said squeezing her hand. "How's your arm?"
"It still hurts."
"Eric will look at it when we get there."
"Okay."
"We're here." Gage stated.
"Good."
"Alright, Eric, look at her wrist first."
"Will do." Eric said getting out of the van. "Let me see."
"Ouch." Terri winced as Eric rubbed his fingers gently over her wrist.
"It looks like just a sprain. We'll wrap it and it shouldn't bother you."
"Here's a bandage." Jackson said handing him and ACE Bandage.
"Thanks." Eric said as he wrapped Terri's wrist. "There, how's that?"
"Better. Thanks."
"No problem."
"Alright. Stiles, Jackson, and Lex take the back. Carl, Eric, you're with me." Gage said as he got out off the van. "Terri, stay with Stiles."
"Here, keep this on." Carl said as he handed Stiles a two- way radio. "Keep in touch."
"Will do." Stiles answered, taking the radio and clipping it to his belt and pulling his gun out. "Let's go."
"Stiles, what exactly are we looking for?" Lex asked as they moved around back of the two- story house.
"Any thing that would tell us were Quinn took them. Any signs to show us that he hurt them."
"Why doesn't Quinn have any of his guys here?"
"He probably doesn't think we would come here. Show how much he knows."
"Terri, you okay?" Jackson asked as he stopped to wait for her.
"Yeah. My head hurts." She said as she stopped to lean against a wall.
"Honey, you okay." Stiles asked, stopping in front of her.
"Yeah. I'm fine."
"You sure? One of us could stay here with you." Stiles replied as he felt her forehead.
"I'm fine. I promise. Can we just get started?"
"I guess. You sure you're okay?"
"I'll be fine." She sated walking toward the back of the house. "You guys coming or not?"
"Right behind you?"
"Yup. We're coming too." Lex replied as he and Jackson followed Stiles and Terri toward the house.
"Guys, you find anything yet?" Carl asked a few minutes later over the radio.
"Nope. At least nothing that gives us a clue as to where Quinn might have taken them. And nothing that shows that any one was hurt." Stiles answered as he walked up the flight of stairs in the back of the house. "You guys?"
"Nope. Um, Stiles. How many kids does your sister have?"
"Five. Why?"
"Well, Quinn only has four of them with him."
"Why do you say that?"
"We just a found a little boy, looks to be about four. Blonde hair, blue eyes."
"His he okay."
"Stiles, he's been shot."
"What? He's okay right?"
"Yeah. It looks like it just got his arm, but we're going to have to get him to a hospital."
"Alright. I'm on my way."
"What's going on?" Terri asked, walking up beside him and putting her hand on his shoulder. "Stiles, you okay?" She asked upon seeing the tears in his eyes.
"They found my youngest nephew. He's been shot."
"Is he okay?"
"Yeah. We have to take him to the hospital though."
"I'm so sorry Stiles. All of this is my fault."
"You're right. It is your entire fault. If we had let Quinn take you to Korea, none of this ever would have ever happened. I wish we had just left you at the cottage." Stiles said as he stomped off toward the bedroom.
"Stiles." Terri whispered as her eyes filled with tears and she slid down the wall and sat there and cried until Jackson found her some ten minutes later.
"Terri? Terri, you okay?" Lex asked as he slid down next to her.
"No."
"What's wrong?"
"Stiles was right. This is all my fault."
"No it isn't. Terri, he was just blowing off steam. He was upset about his nephew and he took it out on you."
"Is his nephew going to be okay?"
"We don't know. That's why I was sent to get you. We're going to take him to a hospital."
"Okay." She said standing. "Coming?"
"Yup." He said getting up and following her downstairs.
"Hey. Look who I found." Lex said as he and Terri joined everyone else outside.
"You ready to go Terri?" Gage asked.
"You bet."
"Already everyone get in. The cops should be here soon."
"Okay." Terri said as she climbed in back next to Stiles that was busy comforting his nephew.
"Alright. Guys we're here." Gage said about 15 minutes as they pulled up to the hospital.
"Okay. Come on little guy. We're going to get you some help. You're going to okay, I promise." Stiles said carrying Dylan inside, followed by Jackson.
"Terri, go with him." Lex said looking at her.
"Can I?" She asked.
"Go ahead." Gage said with a smile.
"Jackson. What's going on? Where's Stiles?" Terri asked once inside.
"Dylan passed out. His heart- rate dropped. They're trying to help him." Jackson said as Terri approached him. "Stiles went with the nurse to fill out papers."
"Jackson." Stiles called as walked down the hallway toward the two. Can you run this stuff out to Eric?"
"Sure."
"Stiles. Are you okay?" Terri asked as he collapsed into the closest chair.
"No." He said burying his face in his hands. "I'm sorry, about earlier. I was just mad and I took it out on the closest person. I shouldn't have done that, and I'm sorry. Do you forgive me?"
"Yeah, I do. But you were right. It is my fault. I'm sorry your nephew got hurt. This is why I wanted you to leave me."
"Terri, this isn't your fault. We're all in this together, remember?" He said as he reached up and gently pulled her into his lap. "I don't blame you, no one does."
"I blame me." She said, tears filling her eyes. "I should have just kept on walking and let the bomb explode on me."
"No. No, you shouldn't have done that. Terri, things are going to get better, I promise." He said rubbing her back. "I love you. I'm not going to let anything happen to you."
"You can't promise something like that. You know that this is my fault. Stop trying to make me feel better." She said standing- up and walking to the other side of the hallway.
"Terri, I know I can't promise something like that, but I can try. I won't let him hurt you. And isn't your fault. You did nothing wrong, if anyone's to blame here it's Quinn. I'm trying to make you feel better because I don't like it when you blame yourself. Terri, you didn't do anything that should cause you to blame yourself for something like this." He said walking up to her and turning her to face him. "Terri, please don't do this to yourself. Blame anyone but yourself, blame me, but don't blame yourself."
"I want to believe you when you say you won't let him hurt me, but I know Quinn, and I know he won't give up until I'm dead or he's in jail. I can't blame you because I know it's not your fault." She said crying.
"Terri, I won't let him even get near you. I'll personally make sure that he goes to jail and pays for what he's done to us before I'll let him lay a hand on you." He said pulling her into a hug and kissing her on head. "I'll protect, I promise. I love you."
"I love you, too." She said resting her head on his shoulder.
"Guys, we're going to go search for Quinn. Lex has some ideas. You two staying here?" Jackson asked from down the hall.
"Yeah." Stiles answered as he gently pushed Terri back to look her in the eyes. "Go on Jackson, we'll be okay."
"Alright."
"You okay?"
"Yeah. I think so." She said as he brushed some hair from her face.
"Mr. Stiles. The doctor would like to speak to you." A nurse said as she joined them in the hall.
"Okay. I'll be right back okay." He said kissing Terri on the head.
"Okay."
"What's going on doc?" Stiles asked once he reached the room.
"We were able to steady his heartbeat. As far as I can tell he's going to be fine. Do you know where his mother or father are?" The doctor asked as Terri and Eric walked up behind Stiles.
"His father was killed in Iraq six months ago. His mother and siblings have been kidnapped."
"Okay. Do we need to call the police?"
"No. Some one's on that."
"Okay. Well that's all. Do you three have a place to stay?"
"No."
"Well, we'll get you into the hotel next door."
"That works. Thank you." Eric replied.
"Can I see Dylan?" Stiles asked.
"Yeah, go ahead." The doctor answered. "He's in room 103."
"Thanks. Terri, you coming?"
"Right behind you." She answered, taking his offered hand and following him to the room.
THAT NIGHT
FRONT ROYAL HOTEL ROOM #60
10:00 PM
"Hey Stiles. Jackson's on the phone." Eric called through the hotel room.
"Alright. I'll be there in one second." He called back as he turned the shower off. "Let him talk to Terri."
"Okay. Here." He replied, handing the phone to Terri.
"Hello." Terri said into the phone.
"Terri. They found Quinn." Jackson said on the other end.
"Where? Was Stiles' family with him?"
"Yes, his family was with him. Carl and Lex found him hiding in an abandoned warehouse. Gage and Carl are taking him to the president."
"Good." She said as she cried tears of happiness. "Here's Stiles."
"Jackson. What's going on?" Stiles asked. "What did you say that made Terri cry?"
"Carl and Lex found Quinn. Your sister was with him. And, all four kids. How's Dylan?"
"They found him?"
"Yup."
"Yes. Are my sister and the kids okay?"
"They're fine. How's Dylan?"
"He's good. He's going to make it."
"Good. Look gage wants us to meet somewhere. So you can see your sister and the kids, and so that they can see Dylan."
"Meet us at the hospital at 10?" He said as he looked at Terri and Eric for approval, at which they both nodded yes.
"Okay. Sounds good. We'll see you there."
"You bet. Bye."
"Bye." Jackson said hanging up the phone.
"So?" Terri asked Stiles after he hung up the phone.
"They're going to fine. Everything's going to be fine."
"Good." She said as he hugged her.
"I love you."
"I love you, too." She said just before he kissed her passionately and then pulled her into a hug. "I love you, too."