Chapter Two
Lina and Stiles were brimming with excitement and nerves as they made dinner. Well, Stiles was making dinner and Lina was making dessert. Their father was watching them with amusement as he leaned against the doorway, a small smile on his lips. The twins jumped when the doorbell rang, nearly colliding into one another. Their father chuckled at them and pushed off the doorway.
"I'll get it." he said, turning and leaving the room.
Lina quickly set the table while Stiles placed the food on it, Both teens grinning when they saw their father re-enter with Derek beside him. Lina didn't hesitate to glomp the twenty-three year old, much to his surprise and her brother and father's amusement. He hugged her back gently and buried his face in the crook of her neck, scenting her, his wolf purring happily as he smelt Pack. When Lina released him, he did the same to Stiles, having already scented the Sheriff.
"Alright, lets eat. I'm starving!" Lina moaned, taking her seat across from her brother, Derek and her father sitting at the ends.
John smiled at his daughter as Stiles served the food. "You're always hungry." he stated.
She shrugged. "I like food."
Stiles rolled his eyes. "We know. It's a wonder you're not fat."
Lina huffed and threw a green bean at him, which hit him between the eyes, making him blink. "Jerk."
"No food fights in the house." John said, giving his children stern looks.
"So we can have them outside?" Stiles asked, taking his seat, having served everyone's food.
John narrowed his eyes at him.
Stiles nodded. "No food fights outside either. Got it." he said, taking a bite of his mashed potatoes.
Lina pouted. "Aw. A food fight sounds fun." she whined.
"No food fights." John said firmly before turning his attention on Derek. "So, Derek, where are you staying?" he asked, taking a bite of steak.
Derek looked up. "Um, I'm staying at the mansion." he said a bit sheepishly.
Lina and Stiles' eyes widened in horror. "What?! You can't stay there! Dad!" they turned to their father. "Can he move into the guest bedroom? Please?"
"It's up to Derek." John said. "But I'm not against the idea." Derek was like another son to him, just like Laura was another daughter.
Derek's eyes widened in surprise. "You don't have-"
"Derek. Please." Lina met his eyes, silently pleading.
The two just stared at each other for a moment before the elder nodded, making the twins beam in happiness. John smiled, knowing that the twins would break down the walls Derek built up over the past six years and show him that life was worth living again. That it wasn't just about surviving.
/
Later that night, Stiles set up the guest bedroom while Lina cleaned the kitchen and living room, her mind wondering a bit as she did so. She hoped that Peter would wake up soon, now that Derek, another member of his Pack, had returned. It was a long shot, she knew, but it didn't stop her from hoping. As she cleaned, Derek settled into the guest room with the help of Stiles. Once all of his things were put away, he collapsed on the bed. Stiles sat next to him, silent for a moment.
"Have you ever thought about rebuilding the Hale house?" he asked suddenly. "To start a new pack?"
Derek glanced at him. "I've considered it, yes. Laura mentioned it a few times, too. She missed Beacon Hills, despite everything."
"Have you visited Peter since you've been back?"
"I went this morning. You and Lina's scent cover the room. How often do you two visit?"
"At least once a week. We're hoping he'll wake up soon, and something tells me he will. I just... have this gut feeling." Stiles looked down at his hands.
Before Derek could say anything, Lina burst into the room, startling them. She eyed them for a moment and arched an eyebrow.
"Am I interrupting something?"
Stiles rolled his eyes at her. "What do you want, Li?"
"Follow me." was all she said before leaving.
Derek and Stiles shared a look before they stood and left the room, Derek leading the way. Both got confused and curious looks on their faces when they saw Lina open the door that led to the attic before climbing up the stairs. They climbed up after her, Stiles sneezing at all the dust. Lina flicked the light on, revealing books and objects covered with old sheets. Dust was floating around and there were spider webs everywhere.
"Um, Li, why are we up here?" Stiles asked, looking around with slight disgust.
"I have something for Derek up here." she stated, walk up to a large, wide yet thin object covered in a sky blue sheet.
She grasped the sheet and, after sending a nervous smile to Derek, yanked the sheet off, letting it fall to the ground. Both Derek and Stiles stared with awe, tears forming in their eyes. It was a large painting, the background being the Hale Mansion before it was burned down. In front of the mansion stood the entire Hale Pack. Talia was on the porch, wrapped in her husband Michael's arms, standing tall and proud. To the left of the couple was Laura, her arm around Derek's shoulder. Peter stood on Derek's other side, a cocky smirk on his face. In front of Talia and Michael, sitting on the front steps, were three eleven year olds; Cora, Stiles, and Lina, with goofy grins on their faces and their arms wrapped around each other. To the right of the Alpha and her mate were the twins' parents, eyes bright and filled with love as they gazed at each other. Other members of the Pack were spread out, the children laughing and playing, the adults watching with smiles on their faces. The painting captured the fun and love of the Pack perfectly. Derek ran a finger over his mother's smiling face, a tear coming free and slipping down his face.
"Der?" Lina called softly, still looking a bit nervous.
Derek turned to her and pulled her into a tight embrace, making her gasp as she lost her breath for a moment due to the sudden and tightness of it. "Thank you, Lina." he whispered. "It's beautiful."
"You don't have to thank me, Derek." she told him. She glanced at the painting, noting that Stiles' eyes were locked on their mother. "I painted it almost half a year after you left, when I could still see their faces perfectly in my mind. Some I still can, while others are blurs."
"How did I not notice this?" Stiles asked, turning to his twin and motioning to the painting.
She shrugged. "You never came into my room when I was painting it and I brought it up here the moment it finished drying. I have a few sketches too." she told him as she recovered the painting with the blue sheet.
She stepped back, but her foot hit something and she would have tumbled backwards had Derek not caught her. She smiled up at him, straightening.
"Thanks, Der." she glanced down to see what she tripped over and frowned at the chest like trunk, crouching down to inspect it at a closer view. Her eyebrow arched when she saw her mother's initials engraved on the lid. "What is this?" she looked up at her brother, who shrugged.
"Never seen it before."
Lina hesitated for a second before she opened it, her eyes widening when she saw exactly what was in it. "Is that... mountain ash? And mistletoe?" She gently lifted one of the books. " Ancient Runes?"
Stiles froze as a thought hit him. "Li, did you ever think about why mom insisted she teach us latin, ancient Greek, and Gaelic? And I heard her muttering to herself sometimes about us having a 'spark'."
"Of cou- holy shit! Mom was a witch or something!" she exclaimed, nearly dropping the book in her hands in shock.
Derek furrowed his eyebrows. "That would explain why she would sometimes smell like ozone. My mother said that it was the scent of magic."
Stiles and Lina blinked at him before locking eyes. "We're witches." they muttered.
"Apparently." said Derek. eyeing the mountain ash and what looked and smelt like wolfs bane.
Lina's eyes lit up in excitement. "This is amazing! Wait. Does dad know? I mean, he knows about werewolves."
"Wanna ask him?"
Lina nodded and put the book away, closing the lid of the trunk, before she dragged both Derek and Stiles out of the attic. "Dad! Dad!" she called loudly as she moved down the hallway.
Her father stepped out of his room, an alert and confused expression on his face. "Lina? What in the-"
"Did you know mom was a witch?"
Silence. Then, "I knew you two would find out." John sighed. "You're mother was an Earth Mage, her magic strongest when involved with nature. She was one of the most powerful mages of her generation."
"Why don't we have magic?" Stiles asked.
"You do, but your mother bound your powers when you were barely two years old. Both of you were showing signs of being more powerful than even her and she was afraid that would get you two the wrong kind of attention. She made plans to break the binds when you turned 16, but," he let out another sigh, a deep sadness in his eyes.
"It's okay, dad. We understand if you don't want to talk about her." Lina hugged him tightly.
"No, it's okay," he took in a deep breath. "She had a back up plan, incase something happened to her. She said that the spell to break the bind was written on a sheet of paper tied with a black ribbon in her trunk. The instructions wound be on it as well."
Both Stiles and Lina dashed back into the attic before he finished the last sentence, throwing open the lid, while still being careful with it, and looked at the contents of the trunk. Stiles was the one to spot it, a small sheet of paper rolled up and tied with a black piece of ribbon. He grabbed it and untied the ribbon, gently unrolling the paper. He quickly read what was written before grabbing Lina's wrist and pulling her out of the attic and past their father and Derek, dragging her downstairs and out the front door.
"Stiles! What the hell-!"
"Sh! We need to get into the forest." he told her, getting the keys to his jeep out of his pocket. He practically shoved her into the passenger's seat once the doors were unlocked.
"Dude, are we seriously doing this?" she asked as he drove to the preserve. "Shouldn't we read those books first?"
"No. I have a feeling the magic -our magic- will come naturally to us." he told her as he parked.
"Okay." She nodded, though still a bit wary, but she trusted her brother's instincts. "But you do know that Derek followed us, right?" she told him as she climbed out of the jeep.
Stiles shook his head. "Yeah, I know, but he's still a bit behind. C'mon, we just need to be surrounded by nature." He lead her through the trees.
"Is this spot good?" she asked once they reached a small clearing.
Stiles nodded and stopped walking, turning to her. He grabbed her hands, but made sure they could both see and read the spell clearly. "All we have to do is say this spell as we hold hands."
She nodded and took in a deep breath, locking eyes with him. "We're really doing this. Holy shit."
Stiles let out a slightly anxious chuckle. "Yeah. Holy shit. Ready?"
"No, but lets get this over with."
Both calmed their breathing and relaxed as much as they could before they started the spell:
"I call upon the earth magick to undo what has been done.
Break the binding spell that has been placed on thee before me,
Remove the bind and set free what was meant to be. "
For a moment nothing happened. Then there was white hot pain as something seemed to snap inside them before bursting. White surrounded them for a heartbeat before they collapsed in a sea of black. A wave of magic exploded from the unconscious teens and, ten feet away from them, Derek was thrown back by the magical backlash, landing roughly on the ground. At the Veterinary Clinic, Alan Deaton looked up in shock as powerful magic hit him. At the McCall's, Scott shot up in bed with a frown as an unknown sensation flowed over him. At the Matin's, Lydia stilled from where she was watching The Notebook as a shiver went down her spine. In the hospital, Peter Hale's eyes filled with awareness and a smirk formed on his face as a small bit of his sanity returned to him.
Derek laid on the ground for a moment before he shot up and scrambled over to the twins, a sense of relief filling him when he could hear their heartbeats, strong and steady. Surrounding the twins was the scent of ozone and power, makin him blink in shock.
"Stiles? Lina?" he called softly, lightly putting a hand on Stiles's shoulder.
Stiles groaned, blinking his eyes open. "Di' it wor'?" he asked groggily.
"Yeah, it did. Are you okay?" Derek asked worriedly.
"Bit sore, though it feels like a weight has been lifted off my chest, like it's easier to breath."
"Same 'ere." Lina spoke, sitting up. "That... I don't even know how to explain that. But I can almost feel the magic in and around me." she said, running her fingers along the ground in front of her. She jumped slightly when a star-gazer lily suddenly bloomed from the ground. "Holy fuck." she breathed, poking the flower, watching as it seemed to almost reach for her.
"Is that what I think it is?" Stiles asked, wide eyed as he studied the flower.
"A star-gazer lily. My favorite flower other than the lotus." Lina said with awe.
"That was so cool!" Stiles flailed his arms in excitement, almost hitting Derek in the face.
Derek let out a sigh. "Come on. Your father's most likely worried." he said, standing.
The twins nodded and stood as well, heading back to the jeep. Lina climbed into the back while Derek took the passenger's seat. The ride home was silent for the most part, Lina drifting of into a soundless slumber at some point.
/
Lina glanced around the hallway, searching for Allison. She grinned when she caught sight of the brunette with Lydia and walked up to her, calling her name. The Argent whirled around and smiled brightly at her.
"Hey, Lina. How was your weekend?"
"It was good. I spent some time with Derek and Stiles. How was yours?" Lina asked, leaning against the locker beside her, ignoring Lydia, who had an annoyed look on her face.
"Boring and a bit depressing. I couldn't get Scott out of my head." Allison shrugged.
"He apologized, right?"
"Yeah, he did earlier. Um, can I get your phone number, so we can hang out some time."
Lina took her phone out of her grey skinny jeans and handed it to Allison. "Put your number in."
Allison grabbed the phone and quickly typed in her number before handing it back. Lina sent a quick text to Allison so the other female had her number.
"There. Text or call anytime." she smiled at the brunette. The bell rang just then, making her jump in panic. "Shit, I gotta get to class! I'll see you later, kay? Bye Lydia!" Lina all but ran down the hallway to her class.
Lydia frowned and turned to Allison, arching an eyebrow when she saw the other smiling brightly. "I thought you liked Scott. And who was that, anyway?"
"I do like Scott, but there's something about Lina." Allison sighed, shaking her head. "Nevermind. Lets get to class before we're late."
/
Lina made her way to the lacrosse field after school to watch the practice, a book on mages, herbs, and spells written in ancient Greek clutched in her arms. She had read a third of it, storing everything in her mind. She was currently reading a chapter about the different types of mages and a spell/ritual to discover which type of mage a witch is.
"Lina!" a voice suddenly called, making her head shoot up.
She smiled at Allison, who beckoned her over. She hesitated for a second before climbing up the bleachers and taking a seat beside the brunette. Lydia gave her a look of indifference, but Lina could see the curiosity and slight frustration in her eyes. Allison eyed the book in her arms with interest.
"What language is that?" she asked curiously.
"Hm? Oh, it's Greek." Lina answered, glancing at the field.
Both Allison and Lydia looked at her with surprise.
"You can read Greek?" the strawberry blonde asked with interest.
"I can speak it too."
"That's amazing. So, what's the book about?" Allison asked.
"Herbs and the different ways to use them." Lina told them, not lying, but not telling the whole truth. She winced when she saw Scott miss a shot and Jackson crash into him, making him sprawl out on the ground. Allison grabbed her hand and squeezed it as they watched Scott stand back up and move back to the start of the line.
"My grandmother can move faster than that, and she's dead! You think you can move faster than the body of my dead grandmother?" Coach Finstock called out to Scott, who replied something. "I can't hear you."
"Yes, coach!" Scott called out before he moved to the front of the line.
"Then do it again! McCall is gonna do it again!" He blew his whistle so that Scott started running forward towards Jackson again.
Lina practically clung to Allison's hand, gasping in shock when Scott rammed into Jackson hard with a lot of strength behind the hit. Jackson fell to the ground, grabbing his shoulder, and all the other players crowded around him.
"I gotta go." Lina told Allison before taking off after Scott and Stiles, who were heading towards the locker room.
She dashed into the boys locker room seconds after the two teens, just in time to see Scott push Stiles away from him. The twins tried to help him, but he turned to them with bright golden eyes and large fangs.
"Get away from me!" He roared.
"Fuck." the twins cursed and rushed away from him, scrambling.
Lina tripped over a bag and she and Stiles crashed against the lockers. Hearing another crash, they looked up to see that Scott was on top of the lockers, glowering down at them from behind his lacrosse mask and snarling. They continued to dart around, trying to confuse Scott, until Stiles got fed up and threw his arm out, palm facing Scott. A strong gust of wind burst from his palm and hit Scott dead on, throwing him backwards into the floor. Lina's jaw dropped slightly and she turned to her brother with wide eyes.
"Bro, that was fucking awesome! How did you do that?!" she asked him as she approached Scott.
"I don't know," Stiles retorted, staring at his hand like it was alien.
"Lina?" a weak Scott called out, removing his helmet and revealing that he was human again. "What happened?"
"You tried to kill us," Stiles clued him in.
"It's like we said," Lina started, taking a seat beside Scott, "anger is the trigger. Your pulse rises, you transform."
"But that's lacrosse," Scott explained. "It's a pretty violent game, if you haven't noticed."
"Well, it's gonna be a lot more violent if you end up killing someone on the field." Lina pointed out, Stiles nodding in agreement.
"Scott, you can't play in the game on Saturday." Stiles added.
"But I'm first line." Scott protested.
"Not anymore." the twins retaliated.
Lina glanced up when she heard laughing and talking and stood. She kissed her brother's cheek and Scott's forehead before leaving the locker room and making her way to the jeep. She raised an eyebrow when she saw Allison standing beside it, holding her book in her arms. Not far from Allison stood an older man, most likely her father.
"Hey, Allison." Lina greeted as she approached them.
"Hey, Lina. You forgot this, when you took off after your brother and Scott." Allison said, handing her the book.
Lina spotted the interest the flashed through Chris Argent's eyes as he eyed it. "Thanks."
"Are you busy?"
"No, why?" Lina tilted her to the side with curiosity.
"Do you want to come over? Lydia's busy with Jackson, so she can't hang out." Allison explained.
"Yeah, sure. Would your dad mind if I got a ride with you?" Lina asked, glancing at Chris.
The man smiled at her. "Not at all," he trailed off, not knowing her name.
Lina stuck her hand out. "Lina Stilinski."
"Chris Argent. It's nice to meet another of Allison's friends." he said, shaking her hand firmly before releasing it.
Allison linked arms with the darker haired female and dragged her over to a SUV, gently pushing her into the backseat before climbing into the passenger's seat. Chris got into the driver's seat and started the engine before backing out of the parking lot and riding down the street. Lina took out her phone and sent a quick text to her brother.
Lina: Going to Allison's, don't wait up
Stiles: Is that safe? You know who and what her family is
Lina: Yea, but she's not like them and you noe Chris is 1 of the 'good' hunters
Stiles: Be careful, please
Lina: Always:) Luv u
Stiles: Luv u 2
Lina put her phone back in her pocket and turned her attention to Allison. "So, Alli, what do you do for fun? Any hobbies?"
Allison flushed a bit at the nickname and question. "Archery is my favorite hobby."
Lina grinned, not at all surprised. "Don't be embarrassed. If it makes you feel better, I like to go to the range and shoot a few rounds."
Chris' eyebrow arched in surprise. "You can shoot?"
"Since I was a kid. My father's the Sheriff and he wanted to make sure my brother and I could protect ourselves. That meant taking self-defense classes and learning how to use a gun."
Allison turned in her seat to stare at her. "Any particular gun you favor?"
Lina grinned at her. "Desert Eagle, but I also have a fondness for the Glock19."
"Your father's the Sheriff?" Chris asked, pulling into a driveway.
"Yes, sir. And a pretty awesome one too."
Chris nodded and the group of three got out of the SUV and headed up the porch steps to the front door, which Chris opened. Lina followed Allison inside and looked around, noting tat the house had a sort of homey feel to it.
"Allison, who's this?"
Lina turned her head to see a beautiful, in a dangerous and cold sort of way, woman with short red hair. "I'm Lina, a friend of Allison's. It's a pleasure to meet you, Mrs. Argent. You have a lovely home."
The woman smiled at her, though it was guarded and her eyes were calculating and a bit suspicious. "A pleasure to meet you as well, Lina. Will you be staying for dinner?"
"Um, I don't want to intrude."
"Nonsense. Of course you wouldn't be intruding."
"Please, Li?" Allison gave her pleading yes.
Lina smiled and laughed slightly. "I'd be honored to stay for dinner."
The woman nodded but before she could say anything else, Allison was dragging Lina up the stairs and to her room. Once there, she closed the door and set her bag down. Lina set her book down and sat on the bed.
"Nice room." she commented, looking around.
"Thanks. So, what do you want to do?"
Lina studied her for a moment. "Do you have a laptop or computer?"
"I have a laptop, why?"
"Have you ever watched anime?"
"What's anime?"
"You seriously did not just ask me that." Lina let out a dramatic sigh. "How have you survived without the magnificence of anime? Get your laptop. We're going to watch Bleach."
/
By friday, Lina was Allison's second best friend and she and her brother were sick of Scott thinking Derek was the one to bite him and making accusations while going on and on about Allison. When she got a text from Scott saying he found the other half of the body, she let out a sigh and rubbed her temples to ease the oncoming headache. Glancing over to her brother, she shared an irritated look with him.
After school, Stiles and Lina quickly drove to Scott's and went up to his room. Stiles threw the bedroom door open.
"What did you find? How did you find it? Where did you find it? And, yes, I've had a lot of Adderall, so-"
Lina let out a sigh and plopped down on to Scott's bed.
"I found something at Derek Hale's." Scott said, interrupting Stiles.
"Scott, Derek didn't turn you and he didn't kill that girl in the woods." Lina said, making Scott turn to her with a look of disbelief.
"Yes, he did, he's like me-"
"Derek's not an Alpha and never has been one. Only an Alpha can turn someone." Stiles added.
"You don't know that."
Lina glared at the curly haired boy. "I've known Derek longer than I've known you, Scott. His younger sister was my best friend before she burned alive in that fire. And the girl in the woods? That was Laura Hale, Derek's older sister." she hissed, anger and sadness building up in her.
Stiles squeezed her shoulder comfortingly and looked at Scott with a serious expression. "Lina and I have known about werewolves almost our whole lives. We're part of the Hale Pack. Derek couldn't have turned you because he's a Beta. Alpha's have red eyes, Beta's have blue or gold." he explained to a stunned Scott.
"Why didn't you two ever tell me?"
"We tried to, but you're always talking about Allison or lacrosse or how Derek's the one who bit you and killed the girl in the woods. And Stiles and I have been busy." Lina told him.
"With what?" Scott asked, sitting in his desk chair.
"Stiles and I discovered we're mages. I'm a Lightning Mage and Stiles is a Fire Mage."
Two days ago, the twins had done a ritual (under Derek's supervision) to determine which type of mage they were. Lina was Lightning and Stiles was Fire, both being rare. Even more rare, was the fact that they had a second element; earth. After reading some of her mother's journal, Stiles found out that their mother hadn't been an Earth Mage, but a Storm Mage (the rarest of the rare) with earth being her second element. To get less attention, she told everyone she was an Earth Mage, even those closest to her.
"What does that mean?" Scot asked, confused.
"We have magic, basically." Stiles said, holding out his hand, a ball of fire forming in it. "Mine is fire based." he said, the flames vanishing.
Scott stared, his jaw dropping. "Holy shit."
Lina lifted her hand and wiggled her fingers, sparks of electricity flickering between them. "Mine is lightning and electricity based."
"Wow. That's kind of badass." Scott breathed.
"I know, right!" Stiles laughed.
Scott grinned at him.
Lina poked Scott's leg with her foot to get his attention as she once again turned serious. "What should we do about this Alpha roaming around?"
"Why are you asking me? I don't know anything about this werewolf stuff."
Stiles sat on the bed beside his twin, running a hand over his face as he sighed. "Derek's already tried to sniff him out, but this Alpha knows how to cover its tracks. We could use a tracking spell, but we would need something of the Alpha's, like DNA or a shirt or something."
Lina rubbed her forehead. "So what the hell do we do?"
"I don't know, but I think the Alpha is here for a reason. It has an agenda, other than forming a Pack." Stiles thought out loud. "Maybe it's after someone?"
Lina's eyes widened as a theory hit her. "Stiles, the Argents. They moved here sometime when Laura was murdered. What if the Alpha's after them?"
"Ah, crap. I hope it's not, or things are going to get seriously messy." Stiles groaned, already imaging the bloodshed and body count.
"Wait, is Allison in danger?!" Scott shot up from his seat, eyes flashing Beta gold. "I should go check on her."
"Scott, calm down before you do something stupid. We don't even know if the Alpha's after Allison. It could be after her father or even Kate." Stiles said, eyes darkening in hate when he spoke Kate's name.
"Kate?" Scott furrowed his eyebrows in confusion.
Lina's eyes flashed with fury and hate. "Kate Argent, Allison's aunt. She started the fire that killed the Hale Pack. Both humans and werewolves burned alive, trapped."
"Dad would have arrested her, but he had no proof that she was behind it." Stiles added.
Scott's eyes widened in horror. "Oh my god."
Lina glanced at the clock on Scott's nightstand and stood. "Stiles and I have to go, but we'll see you tomorrow, kay?"
Scott nodded absently, thinking about what the twins told them. He barely registered his door closing behind them as they left.
/
Stiles and Lina entered the room that held the comatose Peter Hale, smiling a bit sadly when they saw him sitting up in the wheelchair looking out the window. Closing the door, Lina moved and sat on the bed, facing Peter, while her brother opened the window, letting in fresh air.
"Hey, Pete." Lina stated, kicking her legs back and forth a bit. "How've ya been? A lots happened this past week."
Stiles snorted. "Understatement." he muttered, sitting beside his sister. "So, Derek's back and currently living with us." he told Peter.
"Laura was killed and now we have an Alpha running around. We think he or she is after someone, most likely an Argent." Lina continued.
"Our best friend, Scott, was Bitten. He's a werewolf now and dating Allison Argent. They've got a whole Romeo and Juliette thing going on." Stiles rolled his eyes.
Lina wrinkled her nose in distaste. "Ugh. I hate that play. Who the hell plans to elope after knowing each other for only an hour? Terrible love story, if you ask me. It's more of a comedy for me."
Stiles stared at her blankly. "You would say that." he deadpanned.
She shrugged and turned her attention back to Peter. "We've also found out that we're mages, from our mom's side. I'm a Lightning Mage, which is awesome."
"I'm a Fire Mage, which is awesomer."
"Awesomer isn't a word."
"Yes it is."
"No it's not."
"It is because I say it is."
"Just because you say something, doesn't make it true."
"Yes it does."
"Shut up, Stiles."
"You're so mean to me!"
Lina punched his arm, making him yelp and glare at her.
"That's abuse!"
"Whatever you say."
"Jerk."
"Bitch."
"Fuck you."
"Not even in your dreams."
Stiles gave her a grossed out, disgusted look and shivered. "Ew. Just ew. Why would you even say that?"
Lina laughed and playfully pushed him. "You should have seen your face!"
Neither saw the slight smile that curved Peter's lips as they bickered back and forth. Pack..., his wolf purred with happiness.
/
Lina made her way on to the field and headed for the stands, taking a seat on the bench as she waited for her brother. Not long after, the players walked out of the school, making everyone cheer loudly, and Stiles joined her. Seconds later, Coach Finstock sat on her other side.
"Stilinski."
"Coach. Think it's gonna be a good game?" she asked him.
"It better be."
"Lina." Jackson greeted the female twin with a nod seconds later, sitting on the other side of coach.
"Uh, hey, Jackson. How's the shoulder?" Lina asked him, a bit confused as to why he greeted her.
"Fine." was all he said before turning his attention to Coach Finstock.
Lina frowned with concern when Coach gave a nod of approval when Jackson said he was going to keep playing, even if his shoulder started hurting. The game was about when the twins felt a hand clasp their shoulder.
"Hey, kids." their dad greeted, Derek beside him.
"Oh, hey." they returned the greeting.
"So, think we're gonna see any action tonight?" John asked and the twins glance out at the field, seeing Scott get into his position.
"Action?" Stiles echoed. "... Maybe..."
John got what he was hinting at and frowned. "Scott had better be careful." he said before walking away to join Melissa, Scott's mom.
Derek hesitated before raising an eyebrow when Stiles scooted over, leaving enough room for him to sit between him and Lina. He sat down, wrapping his arm around Lina's shoulders and pulling her into his side when she shivered from the cold air.
"You forgot a jacket. Again."
Lina pouted. "Shud'up. At least I'm wearing long sleeves."
"Like that makes such a difference." Derek mocked sarcastically, rolling his eyes.
"... You're hanging around Stiles and I too much."
Stiles snorted. "There's no such thing as hanging around us too much."
"Dork."
"Nerd."
"Pissant."
"Did you really just call me a pissant?"
"Yes, yes I did."
Derek sighed. "I'm surrounded by children."
Lina patted his chest reassuringly. "There, there. It's okay."
Derek sent her a half-hearted glare and she smiled innocently at him.
Once the kick off began, Lina watched as nobody passed the ball to Scott and Jackson purposely shoving him to the ground to get the ball and score a goal. She grabbed Derek's hand and squeezed it, hoping Scott didn't do something stupid; like shift in the middle of the field. Hearing loud cheering behind them, the trio turned to see Lydia and Allison holding up a "WE LUV JACKSON" sign. Lina winced, exchanging a look with her brother.
"Brutal," they said together, looking out on to the field and noticing Scott's attention was on the girls.
"Oh, this is not gonna be good." Stiles commented.
Lina let out a groan, wondering why the trigger of the transformation had to be anger or when the pulse rises. Derek let out a barely audible growl, his eyes narrowed. Scott crouched over, getting ready. The three on the bench tensed, seeing the referee stop in front of him and ask if he was okay. They knew he was not okay. Even the player behind him backed away.
"This isn't good." Stiles mumbled.
"Derek'll take him out if anything happens." Lina mumbled back, Derek nodding in agreement with her, looking almost gleeful at the thought.
The ball escaped from both players' nets and Scott lunged for it, easily catching it before heading towards the goal. He dodged every player that went after him and launched the ball, making the score 4-5.
Stiles and Lina cheered, but not too loudly due to Derek being in between them. Derek gave them a grateful look. He didn't think his ears could take any more cheering.
"Pass the ball to McCall!" Finstock exclaimed as the players started off again.
This time, white got the ball, but Scott suddenly appeared in front of him, half shifted. Scared, the player threw the ball to Scott. Derek let out another growl and Lina squeezed his hand reassuringly.
"Did the opposing team jus deliberately pass us the ball?" Finstock asked Stiles.
Stiles gnawed on his glove nervously. "Yes, I believe so, Coach." he answered.
"Interesting." Finstock commented.
Scott lined to take another shot and threw the ball directly into the net, making the whole crowd go wild. Lina and Stiles jumped up and hugged each other.
"We won!" they cheered. "Holy shit, we actually won!"
They pulled Derek into the hug, making him grumble though he hugged them back. When they pulled apart, they looked around for Scott, only they didn't see him.
"Where's Scott?" Lina asked.
"Where's Allison?" Stiles asked back.
The twins shared a look before darting off to the locker room. They stumbled into the room, stopping when they came across Scott and Allison making out. Allison smiled at them when they broke apart, beaming brightly.
"Hi, Lina, Stiles."
"Hey," the twins nodded as she walked past them before going over to join Scott, who had a goofy grin on his face.
"I kissed her," Scott declared adorably.
"We saw," Lina and Stiles said.
"She kissed me."
"Saw that too."
Scott looked speechless and Lina smirked at him.
"Just wait til you have sex." she commented breezily.
Both males flushed. "Lina!"
"What? I'm just saying. Sex is amazing."
Stiles gave her a stern look. "And who the hell have you had sex with?"
"My last girlfriend, Giselle. You remember her?"
"Yeah, you two were dating for a year before she moved. Wait. Her? Seriously?"
Lina nodded in confirmation.
"... That's actually kind of hot..." Scott stated, blinking.
Stiles punched his shoulder, looking at him incredibly. "Dude! This my sister we're talking about!"
Both Scott and Lina burst into laughter. "Dude, your face!" Scott gasped out.
"Hilarious!" Lina added.
Stiles glared at them. "I hate you two."
Lina waved the comment away dismissively. "Yeah, yeah. How about we go get some food? I want curly fries."
"Curly fries?" Stiles perked up.
"I'll pay." Lina told him, causing him to grab her and Scott's arm and drag them out of the locker room.
"Lets go! The curly fries await us!"
Hope you like the chapter:) So, I've decided this will have Steter, due to the fact that it's my favorite ship.
Review, please!