Hey everyone. I am glad to see people still reading my fanfiction even though I haven't updated in a while. First I was finishing the classes I was in to get my associates degree. After that I got a bit blocked but I am back now.
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My Fandom's Chose Me
"It's not her," Stiles says looking at his best friend as they jump in the jeep. "Yes, it is. Look what I found," Scott pulls the bag containing the necklace out of his pocket. "Remember this necklace?" "Ok, so that's her necklace, it still doesn't mean it's her," Stiles says in defense.
They get home and go up the porch stairs. "Come on Stiles, everything adds up to her," Scott says as Stiles opens the door. "Ok, let's say you're right about this; that it's her. How? As in, how is she alive and what was she doing mindlessly walking around the hospital?" asks Stiles. "Who may or may not be alive?" asks a voice from around the corner. "Hey Lyd," Stiles says trying to get off the topic.
"Allison is alive," said Scott. "She might be," added Stiles. Can we give this conversation a break for a bit?" "Fine," Scott said with defeat. "Hello Lydia," Scott says trying to turn his attention away from the night's events. "Congratulations by the way. I can't wait to meet your twins". "Thanks, we can't wait either," Lydia says as she gives Stiles a side hug. "Oh, Malia called this evening. She said we're having a pack meeting tomorrow". "Did she say why?" asks Scott. "No, just that it's here at 10 tomorrow morning," says Lydia. "Now, I've had a long exciting day so I'm going to head to bed". She hugs onto Stiles' arm. "Are you coming up with me?" "Ya," Stiles answers back. He then turns to Scott, "We'll talk more about this Allison thing in the morning". With that they head upstairs.
Almost everyone in the pack is at the Stilinskis' house for the meeting. The doorbell rings and Lydia answers it. "Hey come on in," she says to Derek who is trying to keep Owen calm in his arms. He has a diaper bag on his shoulder. "Hey," he says back to her as he steps in the door. "Sorry, I had to bring him. Braden is away". "That's completely fine," says Lydia. Derek walks over to Stiles. "Can you take him for a second? I need to get his playpen from the car,". "Uh, Ok," Stiles says taking Owen from Derek. "Hey little buddy," Stiles says in an adorable baby voice. Derek walks towards the door but stops and whispers to Lydia, "You're welcome," then exits through the door.
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After ten minutes of catching up the meeting starts.
"So, what did you call this meeting for Malia?" asks Stiles. "So, the other day Isaac and I were walking downtown when Isaac stopped," says Malia. Everyone looked confused waiting for her to continue, when Isaac spoke up. "There was a scent, a familiar scent, one I used to know really well," he looks at Scott, "we used to". He emphasizes we. Scott looks at Stiles who is already looking at him, both knowing what the other is thinking. Isaac continues, "I don't know if it's her but the scent was the same". "See Stiles, I told you she is alive," Scott says with hope in his voice and a half grin on his face. "We have two pieces of evidence now and one is a hard one to deny". Jackson, who has been really quiet this whole time, spoke up. "Yes everyone, Allison didn't die". Everybody was extremely confused now. How does Jackson know all this? Why hasn't he said anything before?