Author's note: Is this becoming a thing? Posting a chapter right before Moonday? Well, maybe. Too soon to tell.
I won't be long here and I just want to thank every single one of you for your support and reviews! Who knows? Maybe we can have another chapter before the new episode is on. Can I count on you to review? Please?
SEVEN
When Stiles got home after berserkers and stolen money, he's tired and hungry and glad for his father had dinner almost ready. He said hello and headed straight to his room, where he intended to leave his clothes before stepping under the shower and was surprised by a motionless Malia sat on his bed.
"You are early." He commented, trying to enlighten her a little. Malia was very serious and still, her left hand holding firmly her left tight, fingers bloodied. Slowly she looked at him.
"She came to my rescue." She said in a low tone. "Kira."
"I know, Scott told me." He answered, getting closer. "I looked for you, but he said you took off as soon as possible. I wasn't expecting you'd come here."
"Why not?" and this time Malia sounded surprised, as if it should be obvious. Stiles sat by her side.
"I guess you don't cease to surprise me."
She looked at him seriously.
"Is that good?" the girl asked with a hint of worry. He smiled and reached for her right hand, heating her cold fingers.
"Yes, it is."
For the first time since he arrived, she smiled – that innocent and lighthearted smile he first met in the basement of Eichen House. Stiles reached for her other hand, removing it from her tight.
"What happened?" he asked when he saw the healing cut.
"The berserker." She said. "Again. I need to learn how to fight those things, I don't like getting cut."
"Don't worry, I'll do my research." Stiles assured and stood up. "But right now, maybe it's time for a bath?"
Malia stood up too and smiled, this time with something else, very similar to malice.
"Together?" she asked and Stiles shrugged.
"Perhaps."
Well, why not?
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