Stiles and Lydia started to get mad at each other about every little thing. No matter how small or big, they were always on edge. Whenever Scott and Kira were around Stiles and Lydia stayed away from each other. It was now two months into the semester. Scott made captain of the lacrosse team and Stiles was first line.

"Hey...Scott. Wake up."

Scott slowly opened his eyes blinking rapidly while adjusting to the light. The blurriness faded and he could see Stiles standing over him.

"Hey, what's going on?" Scott had been napping on the couch in the living room.

"Come on, we have to get to the school."

"For what?"

"For the game tonight."

"It's four in the afternoon."

"Yeah and it's the first game of the season and Coach wants us there early."

"Huuuuhh. Alright lemme get my gear." Scott whined and stood up from the couch. "I told the girls to come." Scott warned as they pulled out of the driveway.

"Why should I care?"

"Because you like Lydia."

"What? No I don't."

"You just lied."

"No...I didn't."

"Just lied again."

"Wha...how would you even know that?"

"Because you have a tell."

"No, I don't."

"Yea, you do."

"Whatever just drop it."

"Strike a nerve, did I?"

"No, I just...need to focus on tonight's game."

"Sure."

They reached the school and went to the locker room. The entire team was there and in the middle of suiting up for the game.

"Good morning." The coach spoke from a bullhorn while the team gathered around him. He was wearing an Air Force jacket. "In less than an hour aircraft from here will be joining others from around the world. And you will be launching the largest aerial battle in the history of mankind. Mankind, that word should have new meaning to all of us today."

"What the hell is he talking about?" Scott tapped Stiles on his shoulder.

"He does this every year." Stiles assured.

"Seriously?"

"Yeah."

"We're fighting for our right to live." Coach riled his team up.

"Wait is this..." Scott started.

"Yeah." Stiles cut him off. "It's the speech from Independance Day."

"But It's the day the world declared in one voice." Coach continued.

"It's his favorite movie." Stiles spoke.

"We will not go quietly into the night."

"He doesn't know any sports speeches?" Scott asked.

"I don't think he cares." Stiles told.

"Today we celebrate, our independance day." Coach finished.

"YEAHHH!" The team screamed in enthusiasm.

They ran out onto the field ready to play.

Looking out Scott and Stiles noticed the girls in the stands. Stiles looked around at all of the faces in the crowd. Noticing one familiar face.

Lydia and Kira waved to the guys from the bleachers. Lydia looked among the crowd of guys in uniform studying them. Her eyes widened as she spotted a familiar face.

"Oh Shit!" Stiles and Lydia exclaimed at the same time.

"What's wrong?" Kira turned to Lydia. "Is it...that time of the month?"

"What, ew no. But look who's here."

"Shit. It's Jackson."

"What happened?" Scott asked Stiles.

"My ex is here."

"What, the crazy one?"

"Yeah, Malia."

"Just ignore her, focus on the game."

"Just ignore him, focus on the game." Kira told Lydia.

"Yes! Great game out there today. That's...how...you start...a season." Coach yelled in happiness. "Jackson, nice hits out there. Mccall great team work. And Stilinski, four goals? You seem to have gotten better since last year."

The guys changed clothes and headed out front to see the girls.

"Awesome game, babe." Kira kissed Scott.

"You were definantly something out there." Lydia complimented Stiles.

"Thanks." He rubbed the back of his neck.

"Oh my goodness, Stiles!" He turned around to be attacked by a hug and a kiss. It was Malia.

'Who the hell?' Lydia thought with her eyes wide.

Malia released from the kiss and started talking. "I didn't realise it was you until I heard your name. You were on fire."

Lydia clenched a fist and Kira saw how angry she was getting. "Uhm, who are you?" Kira glared at Malia.

"Me?" Malia turned toward the others still holding onto Stiles' arm.

"Guys, this is Malia. My ex." He snatched away from her.

"Don't be like that, baby. I know you miss us. I sure do."

"Well, I don't. And I don't think you should be around me." None of them had ever heard Stiles so cold before. He sounded as though he'd never had a heart in his life.

"I was only coming to invite you all to a party tonight."

"We're good, thanks." Lydia finally spoke after biting back every bad thought that almost escaped her lips.

"Well, if you change your mind. The party's on the other side of campus, at the Kappa Beta Flux house." She turned on her heels and walked away.

The four roommates went home but quickly got bored. They were all sitting at the kitchen table playing poker. No one wanted to speak because they all lacked something to say right now.

"I hate to say it but we should probably go to that party." Kira crumbled the awkward silence.

"No. Malia's gonna be there and if she's drunk, She'll be way worse than after the game."

"I agree with Kira." Scott spoke next.

"Of course you do."

"I'm just saying, it's better than sitting here staring at each other's bored faces."

"But..."

"Screw it let's go to the party." Lydia finally said.

"What? You were at the game. You saw the crazy bitch. And you're still gonna side with them?"

"Stiles." She grabbed his hand. "We'll all be there with you. I'll be there with you." She whispered the last part.

Stiles rubbed the back of his neck. "You know I seriously hate you all."

"Yes." They all yelled.

"Let's go." Scott hugged Stiles.

"Wait." Lydia grabbed his arm.

"What?"

"We have to change."

"Huuhh. Hurry up." Scott scolded getting a glare from both girls. "Please?"

The girls went upstairs to change and the guys stayed in the kitchen. Scott sat atop the kitchen counter. "Lydia's definantly into you now."

"Wh...how?" Stiles choked on his words.

"Dude, you're not serious. Did you not see what just happened?"

"What?"

Scott pinched the bridge of his nose and let out a sigh. "What she said, she held your hand...and in front of Kira."

Stiles' eyes widened. "Really. Wow. She's really into me."

"Yeah, so what're you gonna do about it?"

"I don't know yet. I'll figure it out." They nodded. "Hey, what about you and Kira how's that going?"

"It's awesome but there's something she's not telling me."

"Like what?"

"Like, the other night we were having sex..."

"Yea I heard it." Scott smiled at the thought.

"Anyway, we were having sex and I reached over and found a sword on the side of her bed."

"What, like a Broadsword or a Katana or..."

"What does it matter."

"You're right, continue." He gestured.

"Ok, and then yesterday she picked up her purse and dropped a star."

"A star?"

"A ninja star. It had some kinda symbol on it. I looked in her purse and there were like twelve of them." I asked her about it all and she said they were artifacts from her heritage."

"Ok maybe they are..."

"She was lying."

"What?"

"I know she was."

"So what do you think."

"I don't know, what do you think I should do?"

"Ok, ok. Just play it out and I'll look into it."

"What do you meanlook into it?"

"Like do some research or something."

"Research what?"Lydia apeared in the doorway scaring the two guys.

"Uhm."

"Uhh."

"Uh, just some stuff for school." Stiles tried not to let his voice get too high.

"Oh, well how do I look?"

Stiles looked her over taking extra slow time. She was wearing a light blue buttoned shirt underneath a dark blue sweatervest. She had on a bergundy leather jacket and dark blue jeans combined with dark blue flats and a pearl necksace. Her outfit was completed with very bright pink lip gloss and of course flames cascading over her shoulders all curled and beautiful. It wasn't a tipical Lydia type of outfit but she looked great in anything she wore. (If you haven't noticed I try to base all outfits on ones they wear in the show.)

Scott looked at Stiles who was staring her down.

"Beautiful." Stiles spoke dreamily.

Scott elbowed him.

"I mean...Amazing." He received another elbow.

"I mean." He sighed. "You look perfect, Lydia."

"Thank you." She lit like a fire.

She took a seat at the kitchen table. Kira came down next but didn't put on the show that Lydia did. She was wearing a dark blue long sleeve shirt under a blue jean vest with graphic pants that had all kinds of colors on them. She had on bright grey and black sneakers and a pink watch and her curly midnight sky-like hair was pulled over her left shoulder. She didn't speak she just took a seat next to Lydia.

"Alright are we ready?" Scott asked.

"Yes, Scott." Kira rolled her eyes. "Who's car are we taking?"

"Mine." Lydia said.

"What's wrong with my car?" Stiles looked around and everyone looked away except Lydia.

"I refuse to show up to a party in your busted up Jeep."

"Hey. Say what you will about me but don't talk about my Jeep. That truck and I've been through alot together."

"Whatever, let's go."

They all piled into Lydia's car and went to the party. There were college students everywhere and it wreaked of hormones, to Scott anyway. They stood in the kitchen taking shots of unknown substances. Lydia took Kira's hand and led her out to the other room to dance. After a while Scott went to find them. He walked over to the girls and Kira looked up at him.

"Wanna dance?" He smiled and she lit up.

"Of course."

They took hands and walked deeper into the crowd. Lydia watched them dance together on a slow song and went to find Stiles but when she spotted him he was talking to Malia. She decided not to interupt them no matter how much she hated the sight. She walked away and leaned against a wall.

"I didn't think you'd come." Malia smiled at him.

"What else was there to do?"

"You could've called me. I would've come over and helped with the bordem."

"We arent together anymore." He looked over the sea of flesh looking for Lydia or Scott or Kira. He couldn't see any familiar faces.

"I want to be with you Stiles." She put a hand on his chest.

"I don't care what you want." He tried to push her hand away but that only drew her claws out.

"You should care. Because I could kill you right now." She pressed her nails in even harder.

"No you couldn't." He grabbed her hand and pressed his thumb firmly on a vein in her wrist making her claws retract. She had a horrified look.

"How...how did you do that?" She studdered blankly.

"I learned a few things." He pushed her away and went to find someone else. He waded through the crowd to see Lydia pushing someone.

He got closer and saw Jackson. A drunk Jackson getting a little handsy with her. She was pushing him but she obviously wasn't stronger than him. Stiles ran over and pushed him.

"Are you okay?"

"I'm fine. I can take care of myself. Go back to Malia." She spit the words out before she could regret it. Stiles blinked a few times and stared at her. He was confused.

"Yea get out of here tool. I was just about to get this bitch upstairs." Jackson said a little too loud and Lydia looked at him with fire in her eyes.

"Whoa, don't call her that. Don't ever call her that. She's far from being a bitch." Stiles stood between the two. Lydia looked up at him with wonderfilled eyes.

The last thing Stiles heard was Lydia yell his name.

Scott held Kira in his arms dancing. They were so close it was a crime. He parted just enough to look into her light brown eyes. He was about to kiss her when he heard Lydia scream Stiles' name. He looked up and ran towards the sound. He came out of the crowd to see Lydia kneeling over Stiles. She had her hands on his chest calling his name over and over trying to wake him up. Jackson stood over them. It didn't take long for Scott to figure out what happend. He got angry building all of his strength he heard Kira yell his name as his fist crossed Jackson's face making his head turn with an alarming amount of torque. Jackson fell to the floor unconcious and Scott turned back to Stiles and Lydia. Stiles still hadn't moved so Scott focused his hearing and caught Stiles' heartbeat.

"He's alive, but what happened?" Scott asked.

"Jackson pushed him and he hit his head on the table."

"Shit, uhm...ok Lydia get your car. Kira clear the way." He ordered around. The girls knodded and followed orders. Scott threw Stiles up onto his shoulder and carried him out to the car.

Stiles opened his eyes but closed them back due to the throbbing pain in his head. He opened them again slowly and lifted his head to look around. He noticed he was home, in his bed. He could barely remember what happened. He slowly rolled over and to his surprise became face to face with a beautiful sleeping angel. He almost had a heart attack seeing Lydia in his bed. Especially since the last thing she said to him was to leave her alone. He grunted trying to sit up. Lydia stirred in the bed and turned over. Stiles got up slowly trying not to wake her. He was still in his jeans but his shirt had been taken off along with his shoes and socks. He walked downstairs to the kitchen and got a glass of water. He opened the fridge for some ice and when he closed it Lydia stood in the kitchen doorway with a large t-shirt on. Her hair was in a loose bun and she wasn't wearing any makeup. A rare sight for Stiles but beautiful all the same. He almost dropped the glass at the sight.

"Whoa, you scared the shit out of me." He held a hand over his heart.

"Sorry." She held back a laugh. "Are you okay."

"Yea, aside from my heart exploding and this bitch of a headache."

"How is your head?" She asked more serious.

"Hurts. What happened?" He took a seat at the table and she followed suit.

"You hit your head."

"How?"

"Jackson pushed you."

"At least tell me I got a swing in."

"Ok, you got a swing in."

"You're joking aren't you?"

"Yep." She pursed her lips.

"Maybe I should've listened to you."

"No. I'm glad you stood up for me, It was sweet of you...and I'm sorry."

"For what?"

"For dragging you to that party...and everything that happened afterward."

"No, it's fine. I had fun...you know, when I wasn't unconcious. At least you stayed with me. You did stay with me right?"

"Of course."

"Oh, then yeah. Just sucks Jackson walked away untouched."

"Oh, no. Scott hit him."

"What?"

"Yeah, one hit. Totally knocked him on his ass."

"Oh, alright...YEAH!" He yelled a little too loud.

"Shhh, you don't want to wake them."

"Oh, oh right." He started to whisper. "So."

"So..."

"So, what happened after that?"

"Uhh, you wouldn't wake so we took you to the hospital, a doctor looked at you, said you were just knocked out from the blow and you would be okay."

"Oh, that's good. So what else?"

"What, what else?"

"Like, how you ended up in my bed or why I ended up naked."

"First, you weren't naked..."

"So not important."

"Okay, jeez. Scott took you up to your room and I took off your clothes so you'd sleep more comfortable. I stayed to make sure you were okay. Remember my promise before the party?"

"Hey, thank you. I meam it." He grasped her hand and squez it.

"Thanks, for saving the day." She smiled and kissed his cheek.

"Lydia, I gotta be honest. I didn't step into that for you. I stepped in for me. I just couldn't bare to see another guy touch you." He put his head down on the table.

"Thank you, for your honesty. Now, can I be honest? I only snapped at you because I was jealous, I saw you and Malia together and you looked happy with her. I was just mad that I couldn't give you that happiness."

"You were jealous?"

"I'm allowed aren't I."

"Uh, yeah...yeah I just figured you knew..."

"Knew what?"

"Knew that you own me. I've been pretty much wrapped around your finger since you got here. You couldv'e taken me from her anytime you wanted. I was just waiting for you to act." Lydia lit up at his words blushing and grinning. Her grin turned evil and she stood from her chair.

"Well, is it too late to act?" She sat on his lap.

"It's never too late for you?" They kissed but Lydia pulled back. "What, now?" He whined earning a cute chuckle.

"Just promise me, whatever happens between us happens, but we won't let things get awkward."

"Sure, just kiss me again." She laughed and slapped his chest.

"I'm serious."

"Okay, I promise." He smiled. "Now, when you say whatever happens does that mean what I think it means or.."

"How about..." She stood up and pulled his hand making him stand. " we go upstairs, and I give you a demonstration."

"Ooh I like the sound of that." She led him upstairs.

She pushed him down on her bed and straddled him still neck deep in a kiss. Their hormones where set on overdrive and Stiles was ready for sex but Lydia wanted to tease him. She put her knees on his hands so he couldn't move them while biting down on his bottom lip and pulling. He was hot and panting for more. She sat back and smiled at her work.

"That's not fair." He tried to move his hands but couldn't.

"All is fair in love and war." She smiled and started kissing him again.

"Well then." He parted their lips. "Let's go to war." She squeled in surprise as he flipped them over and held her down to kiss down her neck.

Kira heard Lydia's moans and screams in pleasure throughout the night. She snuggled up next to Scott stuck in wonder. Thinking about what was happening across the hallway. It wasn't until Lydia yelled Stiles' name that Kira found an answer to what had been haunted by for almost two months now. "Oooohhhhhh." She sighed with her mind finally at ease. "Of course."