An Al Ghul
In Beacon Hills
Part 2
Disclaimer: As always I own nothing but what you see here. Now readers may be confused about this one but you can actually find the first part of this in chapter 70 of my Possibilities fic. I figured the second part would fit better for here.
Summary: Now that Nyssa's made herself known, the reactions to that make their appearance.
Appraising her shocked husband with a smile she merely walked up to him while her son was tended too. "You're looking well Jameson." Complimented the former assassin and making him blink in response.
"Uhh… Yeah… You too." Replied the man in a slight daze over the fact his long gone wife was standing in front of him!
Nyssa gave a small smile at his understandable reaction and her attention was given to Stiles on the floor. "Dude!" Called out Scott as he shook his best friend gently before patting him on the face to get him to wake up.
"No Malia… We can't go hunting for rabbits right now..." Mutttered the boy and earning a laugh from his dad and from Scott as well.
For her part however, Nyssa wondered who this Malia was and why she seemed to have an interest in hunting rabbits. "Rabbit stew actually sounds good right now." Said the Sheriff mostly to himself while Scott finally got Stiles awake.
"I just had the craziest dream ever." Spoke up Stiles as Scott helped him up and then looking right at his mother while Deputies like Clarke left to go do something else to give their boss some privacy.
"Oookay… Am I still dreaming? Cause I've already been through somethin' like that once and it was horrible."
His mother said nothing but walked towards him as Scott tensed up, ready to protect his best friend if necessary. Stiles counted his fingers just to be sure he wasn't dreaming and he wasn't too sure if he should feel relieved or not by the fact he wasn't dreaming. "It please me greatly to see you have grown so well Kameel." Nyssa said softly and felt a mild sense of relief when Jameson placed a comforting hand on her shoulder despite the fact she didn't think he would be all that willing considering the shock of her sudden appearance.
Stiles just stared at her for a short time before shaking his head and walking off, unable to believe the fact his long gone mother was back from wherever the Hell she'd been. Nyssa lowered her head, having expected as much but it still hurt none the less. Scott for his part was just mildly confused over the whole thing and it left him with an annoyed feeling of being unsure of what to do. "Scott, why don't you go after him?" Suggested the Sheriff and Scott gave a nod and quickly dashed off while wishing he had thought of that to begin with.
"Are you sure that is wise Jameson? I heard about this 'Beast' running about."
Jameson looked to his wife who still had her head down and gave her shoulder a comforting squeeze. "Yeah, I don't think that thing's gonna be out anymore tonight." At least he hoped it wouldn't be and at least with Scott his son would have a chance to get out of the thing's path.
Guiding her into his office and to the couch that was in there, he told her he had some paperwork to do but once it was over with they could get out of here. The man wasn't sure how things would go from here with his wife back in their lives and what her father would do once he found out she was here, but he was reasonably certain that this time around it could be handled in a far better way. Scott for one would fight tooth and nail against that man and the rest of his friends would no doubt be in on that to help their fellow Packmate and friend. Malia herself despite the recent issues she and his son were having would definitely without question defend him if Nyssa's father tried something in order to get his daughter back.
Author's Notes: Ehh, something about this I'm not feeling but hopefully you guys like it anyways! And remember, the first part can be found in chapter 70 of my Possibilities fic.
