Hi guys! Before I was so excited to upload the story I forgot to introduce myself. First off, I'm Savannah, and this is my Teen Wolf story.

…yeah that's about it.

All rights go to the amazing people who write, produce and direct this show. Please feel free to follow, favorite, and review *but mostly review* Here is chapter two!

Once Stiles wrapped his mind of what was going on, he stood up and walked quickly over to Lydia, putting his hands on both of her arms and looking at Lydia's face. "Lydia? Lydia, what's wrong? What happened?" But Lydia wasn't looking at him, she was looking at her ex werewolf boyfriend as if he wasn't really wasn't there, but yet he was. Jackson, after regaining his composure, stood up abruptly and smoothed out his jeans. He cleared his throat. "Lydia" he said with a nod. His actions were much different from before and he seemed even tenser with Lydia here.

Lydia had still not regained her self, while Stiles was shaking her, trying to get her attention. Scott, who had finally, came back into the living room, stood between Jackson and Lydia and Stiles.

"I think a lot of things need to be explained" Scott said calmly. "But I don't think here is the right place to do it."

Scott's words had broken the trance Lydia was in, and she closed her mouth and straightened her back. Stiles put one of his hands down, keeping the other one rested on Lydia's shoulder.

"Where should we go?" Stiles asked.

"Get in the car" Scott said without answering. Scott tossed the Jeeps keys to Stiles, who barely caught them. At another time Jackson would have rolled his eyes and called him an idiot. But he was too curious about what he still didn't know, and how he was going to get Scott alone.

"Where are we going McCall?" Jackson asked.

Scott turned around while getting his jacket. "We're going to the vet" he said. "You guys drive, I'll meet you there."

"I am not getting in that pile of junk you call a car" Jackson said with distaste about Stiles old Jeep.

"Hey" Stiles said defensively. It was old and rusty, but Stiles loved that car.

"It's a nice car" Lydia said in a very quiet whisper, looking at the ground with a daydream expression.

She was quiet, but everyone heard her. Scott raised his eyebrows, while Stiles gave a tiny little smirk towards Jackson, who was looking at Lydia like she had grown two heads. Lydia looked up at him mid-stare, and Jackson relaxed his face, and then looked away.

"I'm not going with them" Jackson said.

"Fine" Scott said tiredly. "Then you're coming with me." he told him. "If you can handle it"

Jackson froze for a second before he walked past Stiles, who know had a protective arm over Lydia's back. Jackson clenched his jaw and wondered what the hell that was about.

"Fine" Jackson said. "Let's go"

The drive to the vet was a silent one. Lydia kept her head straight and looked out the windshield, while Stiles did his best at stealing worried glances at her. He was already upset and worried about how Lydia was going to take the news of Jackson being back, but how Lydia was already shaken up and crying when she got to Scott's house. Ever since Allison died, Lydia has been having vivid nightmares. About the Nogitsune, about Allison, about Aiden. Stiles did his very best on making her feel better and convincing her that everything would be okay, that he would help her through anything. She hardly ever kept her feelings from him now a days, but she hadn't breathed a word to him since she saw Jackson.

After Stiles thought about it, he asked Lydia what was up.

"So are you gonna tell me what happened, or are we going to forget how you ran into the house crying your eyes out?" Stiles said, in a gentle but stern voice. Lydia didn't acknowledge that she heard him, but quietly responded. "It's not important anymore"

Stiles clenched his jaw and squeezed the steering wheel. "It was important enough that you thought you needed to tell me" he said. He turned his head toward her. "So what was it?"

Lydia was quiet, looking out the window now. She sniffled her nose and rested her head back on to the seat. "Just forget about it"

Stiles, feeling quite angry and frustrated, slammed his hand down on the steering wheel, his face tight. The action made Lydia jump, and finally turn towards him with bewildered eyes. "What Stiles?" she asked.

Stiles brought one of his hands up and clenched it. His teeth were clenched and his face was pulled into a sneer. "God, Lydia, after so long of you ignoring me and not even acknowledging me, it was almost a surreal moment when you started coming to me when you had a problem." he said sharply. "I mean at first you only needed me when it came to all the supernatural drama, but then you actually started talking to me because you wanted to, not because it was your last choice. But now you won't even give me a damn glance in my direction and I just-" he took a big sigh and lowered his voice. "I just don't want that to slip back in place." He turned back towards Lydia, who had a confused look on her face like he wasn't clarifying enough. Stiles sighed again. "I don't want you to go back to ignoring me again" he said, his voice sounding worried and upset. For a second Lydia didn't know what to do, so she put her hand on Stiles', who had rested it on the space between them. The action made Stiles give a little huff, but he didn't say anything. He wanted Lydia to say something.

After a minute or so, Lydia sighed also. "Look Stiles it isn't you, it's me" Lydia said gently. Her choice of words made Stiles look at her as if saying really, that's how you're gonna play this?

Lydia understood the look and continued. "As cliché as it sounds it's true. I just...I don't know what to do right now" she said with a sad voice. Stiles looked at her with his puppy dog eyes.

After that they didn't say much. Lydia's hand was still on Stiles', and neither of them really wanted to move it. It was comforting, it was like the action said to the both of them you're not alone, I'm here for you.

Stiles still didn't want to drop it though. "Can you at least tell me what happened though?"

Lydia fought to roll her eyes, but just let out a long, stressed breath. She shrugged her shoulders. "I don't know Stiles, they were gone for a few nights and then...tonight's was the worst...and it just made me freak. It was just so real Stiles, it was so real…" Stiles rubbed her hand to assure her she could stop, but Lydia kept going. "I was alone in the woods, how it usually starts, but it was different. I couldn't talk, I couldn't scream, but everything was just so loud, and then…"

Stiles nodded his head. "And then?"

Lydia continued. "I saw these eyes and-"

"What color were the eyes?" Stiles interrupted.

"Gray" Lydia said.

"Gray?" Stiles repeated. Lydia nodded her head. "That's what I couldn't get, at first I thought it was a werewolf but then I thought, what kind of werewolf had gray eyes?" Lydia questioned.

Stiles thought for a moment. "Did you ever think that maybe it was just a regular, non-changing wolf?" Stiles asked. But Lydia immediately shook her head. "No, there was something about it. It had the feeling of the supernatural, but it was something different from the werewolves, almost-"

"Almost what?"

Lydia looked at Stiles with wide eyes. "Almost something different entirely."

Lydia looked at Stiles who was silent, thinking quietly. After a moment of silence, all Stiles could say was "Well shit."

Lydia couldn't have put it better herself. But she wasn't finished. "But there's more-"

She was interrupted by the ringing of Stiles' phone, which he picked up with the hand that was previously in Lydia's. He saw that it was Scott and picked it up.

"What's up?" Stiles said into the phone.

"Hurry" a voice that wasn't Scott's, but Jacksons. "Scott's hurt."

Oh no, what happened to out lovable wolfy Scott?! How do you like this so far? What do you thinks going to happen? Also, what do you think about Lydia's dream? What do you ship, Stydia or Jackson x Lydia? *do they have a ship name?* Anyways, SO many questions, so you might as well tell me all your answers in the review.

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