Disclaimer: I don't own Teen Wolf or the characters.


We ended up at Deaton's again, but this time he had good news.

"(Y/N) is fighting the curse. You said she came to for a few minutes. (Y/N) hasn't stopped fighting since it started, but your bite gave her an extra push"

"We all know she's a fighter", Scott said proudly

"The bad news is if the curse isn't broken come tomorrow, the effect will be permanent. But since she's fighting it we have leverage", everyone sighed in relief

"What about the bite?", I asked

"Since it was from a beta, she won't turn, but it's healing quicker than expected. I'll have to run some tests after the curse wears off"

"(Y/N)", I questioned, "Are you okay?"

Her eyes changed again, but this time she was crying.

"What's wrong?", I stepped closer wanting to hold her tight until her pain went away

"Don't", and I stopped right in my tracks

"Why does this hurt so much?", she held up her shaking hands and examined them, "If I stay myself, I have to live with the pain you caused. If I choose this curse, I make you happy and you deserve it"

"(Y/N)", this time I took a step forward, not caring how she felt

Her head snapped up, pink eyes on me. I took another step. They all watched the two of us cautiously. Any minute she could explode and it would be all of us against (Y/N) plus her super strength.

"(Y/N), fight it. You have to. I don't want you to make me happy if it isn't real. I love you the way you are even if you hate me", I mumbled

Her hands and the air surrounding it began to glow bright pink.

"They keep telling me-", she started

"Who?", Deaton questioned

"The witches. They're in my head. They tell me when it becomes too much you'll know, you'll feel it. Then you have to do it"

"Do what?", I'm beginning to panic. What was she talking about? I would never let her harm herself in anyway.

"Rip my heart right out of my chest", she said slowly

My breath caught in my throat. Her hand was slowly inching towards her chest. Every inch brought me closer to having a coronary. They all stared, eyes wide with fear. Nobody wanted to lose (Y/N). We love her.

"(Y/N) no", I couldn't stop the tears from falling. Losing her would be unbearable, "Please listen to me"

"After all you've done, why should I trust you?", she was struggling to keep her hand from piercing her chest as well as keeping her sanity intact

"Because you deserve a happy ending", she looked up and locked her eyes on mine, "After your brother died, because of me, I had to do something. I made the mistake of taking him with me against your wishes and I'm so sorry. I decided I'll do everything right by you because you shouldn't have to feel this way. I want to make things better for you. I-"

"I love you", she said with a gigantic smile on her face

"(Y/N) is this you or the spell talking?"

"Yes it's me. Liam I've always loved you. I didn't know if I could trust you again after Will", she paused, "Hold on. This hurts more than you think". She took her hand that was still glowing and shoved it into her chest.

Shouts were coming from all over the room as they registered what she had done. She began to tremble and groaned loudly.

"It's alright. This has been stuck there since the curse began", (Y/N) pulled out a piece of glass in the shape of her heart that grew brighter as she held it in her hand, then threw it on the floor, shattering it into tiny pieces, "Much better"

"Did you just break the curse? Did you even need us to do it?", Stiles asked clearly confused just like the rest of us

"Not yet"

She hopped off the table and closed the distance between us. She grabbed me by my collar and pulled me closer.

"Hi", she said shyly

"H-hey", I could barely breathe. This was real. (Y/N) crashed her lips on mine and tangled her fingers in my hair. I wrapped my arms around her waist, pulling her as close as possible. I'm never letting her go. Ever.

"Uh...you guys?", Stiles asked

I wish they would go away. Scott cleared his throat and we finally pulled away. (Y/N) grinned at me, unable to contain her giggling. I couldn't help, but smile back.

"(Y/N) how do you feel?", Deaton chimed in

She stepped back and pink gas passed her lips and dissipated into thin air.

"Finally like myself again", she paused, "Thanks to Liam"

"What did I do?"

"The bite you gave me while we were", she began to blush, "you know"

"Oh I remember", I said as cheeks began to burn

"It woke me up...well the real me. It gave me the strength I needed to fight and get rid of the spell. You saved my life"

(Y/N) pulled me in for another kiss. This time she didn't acknowledge that the pack was watching and neither did I. My (Y/N) was back.

As she pulled away, she looked me in the eye. I've seen that look before. It was the same look she gave when she lost her brother. She wanted revenge and I would be there every step of the way. We all would be. She turned and looked at our pack. Her eyes locked with Scott's and he nodded in agreement as she stepped forward, taking control of the room.

"Now, about these witches…"