Author's Note: Check out my other Stydia fic: "This Might Hurt". Also I'm not really sure why I put Danny in here but I decided he needed to do something fun, so if it doesn't make sense, oh well.

The beginning of the trip started off well, they spent the first half of the ride talking to one another The trip to the beach wasn't all that long, so they only stopped once to use the restroom, stretch their legs, buy a few snacks, and change drivers. Scott volunteered to drive the rest of the way and Allison moved up to the passenger seat and Danny took her spot in the bench seat in the middle with Stiles and Lydia. Everyone ad basically hit the wall, and their adrenaline was wearing off. Luckily they wouldn't worry about Scott crashing the car because he a. was a werewolf and because he bought a large coffee from the gas station they had stopped at. Everyone else however was lulling off to sleep. Everyone but Allison and Scott (who were holding hands over the center console) had their headphones in and were either daydreaming, or really dreaming.

Lydia's head was bobbing up and down as she began to nod off to sleep, as Stiles was listening to his music and absentmindedly daydreaming out the window. She peeked at Stiles through her tinted sunglasses and sighed. She told herself it was because she had left her pillow back at home and because she was cold. But in reality her pillow was within reach and she had the ability to turn off the fan that blowing down on her from car's ceiling. But it would been uncomfortable to go to sleep sitting straight up, yeah it would. In reality though she knew how she felt when he was around. She had denied it for quite a while, and then sometimes appeased and indulged in those feelings over the past year or so. Maybe it was because she was a little embarrassed to admit to everyone, and herself, that she did have some sort of feeling towards the guy sitting to her left. She had about had it, trying to sleep in the sitting position so she finally caved in. She made it seem as subtle as possible.

"What are you listening to?" She asked poking him in the shoulder to which he jumped slightly in response, taken off guard.

"Oh um…just like…I don't know actually, it's just internet radio."

"Can I listen?" She asked.

"Uh yeah. Sure, of course you can. Here." He took out a headphone and handed it to her and she put it in hers.

"It's pretty good actually." She said, moving her head up and down to let him know that she enjoyed the song.

"Yeah it's just some dumb indie station I like to listen to occasionally." He said scratching his head, nervous and unsure what to say.

"No it's good, not dumb. Oh, hey do you want a piece of licorice?" She wondered if he suspected anything. There wasn't anything to suspect, she was tired, he was sitting next to her, and she wasn't even leading him on because maybe she had a crush on him? Maybe she had to admit it, because it was kind of true. And otherwise she would be leading him on and that definitely wasn't her intention.

"Thanks." He said grabbing one out of the package she was holding up. The song he was listening to was quiet and perfect and for her tired eyes to fall asleep to. By now she couldn't even help it her eyes dimmed and her body naturally leaned against Stiles' shoulder. She felt him stiffen up at first but then she felt him relax. Right before she actually fell into a slumber she felt him move his arm around her petite shoulder. Eventually he dozed off as well, leaning his head lightly on top of hers, careful not to mess up her strawberry blonde tresses. And Allison being the greatest BFF ever giggled took a picture so she could make sure no one would ever forget. She knew Stiles wouldn't but she wouldn't want it to conveniently slip Lydia's mind.

Lydia woke up to the sound of people cheering excitedly. Groggily she opened her eyes and saw that Allison was now driving the SUV and that they were pulling into a driveway lined with tall grass. It was a large, two story building with decks and stairs wrapping around it. Behind it she could see the blue ocean and its waves crashing down on the sandy ground. Lydia must have slept for at least two hours. Suddenly she realized she was still leaning on Stiles and his arm was around her, he was just waking up as well. Why hadn't she noticed his arm there before? She wondered to herself. And why didn't she feel as weird as she should about it. It was almost like she was "ok" or comfortable with it.

"We're here." Allison said, as she put the vehicle in park and opened the door to get out. Lydia deducted that they must have already stopped at the rental office when she was asleep.

"Stiles. Wake up." Lydia whispered, nudging him gently with her elbow he immediately sat up and uncoiled his arm from around her and rubbed his eyes. She suddenly felt the absence of the comfort she had a minute ago. She hadn't felt that comfortable in a long while. But when he was around that hole inside of her, the one that need something, felt a little less small.

"I'm up, I'm up." He jumped and then realized there was nothing urgent happening. "Oh sorry, I didn't mean…to…you know…" He gestured to his arm being around her.

"No, don't worry about it. It's fine, seriously." The words poured out of her mouth so awkwardly. She was trying her hardest for it not to sound like she liked having it there that it came off slightly weird. Luckily he didn't seem to notice. He just nodded and opened the door and he exited the vehicle, followed by Lydia and Erica, Isaac and Danny exited from the other side of the vehicle.

"Let's get our stuff inside and then we can go get lunch or something." Scott suggested and everyone agreed and went to the trailer behind the SUV and began unpacking. By the time everyone had made the trip inside with their personal items, Lydia had just found all of her bags and there was no way she was going to be able to haul her large suitcase anywhere. Her dad had helped her put it into her car, and it had taken her and Allison to get it out and into the Argent's house. She slung her purse over her shoulder, picked up her make up case with one hand and rolled the smaller suitcase with the other and went into the house's first floor.

The garage was there on the first floor as well as a decent sized bathroom, and large room with a long wrap around couch and lounge chairs that faced a large flat screen mounted on the celling. There was a coffee table with board games piled on top of it, as well as an air hockey and pool table. Behind it all was large sliding glass doors that led out onto the area where the house's decent sized pool and hot top were. Lydia was just inside of the doorway and the stairs leading to the rest of the house were to her left and just as she began to ascend the stairs Stiles was coming down them.

"Oh here, let me help you." He offered, she tried to protest but he had already grabbed the suitcase from her and was walking up the stairs with it, she followed.

"I hate to ask but do you think you could help me with the other suitcase too?" She asked as she followed him up the stairs, straight into the home's state of the art kitchen. The appliances and stuff took up the front half of the room and the other half was where the table and chairs and barstools were and the back wall was also sliding glass door that led to a large deck with a table and various chairs on it, and it had an incredible view of the ocean.

"I'll let Scott take care of that one." Lydia raised her eyebrow. "He has wolf strength, it will be like lifting a ten pound dumbbell." He had a point.

"So where am I staying exactly?"

"Well me and Scott have our room over here" He pointed to the left, "and Isaac and Danny are going to share the room next to ours. You and Allison are sharing this room" he said walking into a room where Allison was already perched on one of the beds looking through her purse. "And Erica has the room across the hall."

"Thanks Stiles, just have Scott bring the other one in whenever he gets around to it."

"Will do." He said exiting the room.

"Interesting." Allison said as she began to unpack her clothes and put them into the room's closet. There were to doors in the room, one that led to the walk in closet and the other that led into a decent sized bathroom that connected to Erica's smaller room. Both rooms had sliding glass doors that all connected to the wraparound deck.

"What's interesting?" Lydia asked as she took her shoes off and dug in her purse, plugging in her phone and setting it on the nightstand.

"You, being a decent person to Stiles."

"Well maybe I'm just a nice person Allison."

"I don't know, it seems more than being polite. It even seem like you might sort of…like him?" She raised her eyebrows. Lydia had told Allison before that Stiles wasn't all that bad but she hadn't recalled sharing her current feelings with her friend.

"Allison, we're just…friends."

"Really? Well this picture I just happened to take today might just disprove that response you just gave." Allison said taking her phone out of her bag.

"A picture of what exactly?" Lydia asked, turning from the bed and looking at Allison.

"Just you, and your head leaning on a certain someone's shoulder." She giggled.

"Oh my gosh, give me that phone." Lydia said running to where Allison was, but Allison was too quick for her and had climbed on top of the bed. "Allison, give it to me."

"I don't think so. You're going to thank me for this on your first anniversary."

"First anniversary of what?"

"Dating. Oh no wait… when I make a slide show for your wedding rehearsal and I can label this one as 'the trip where Lydia realized who she should be with'." Lydia's eyes were wide and she lunged onto the bed and Allison got off.

"Come back and give me that phone!" She said jumping down from the bed and grabbed for the phone but Allison was taller than her and was able to keep it just out of reach from Lydia.

"Um…" A voice came from the doorway. Both girls stopped and looked to see who it was. "Here's your suitcase." It was Scott. Lydia assumed a normal position, smoothed out her shirt with her hands and cleared her throat.

"Thank you Scott."

"Sure. Um. Is everything alright?" He asked, thoroughly confused.

"Yes everything is fine, now go finish unpacking the car so we can go eat lunch." Lydia said lightly pushing on his chest so he backed out of the room and as soon as he was out of the room she shut the door and locked it.

"I'm not deleting this picture; I even took one on my regular camera. But you probably just made his whole entire year. I think you should give him a chance. He really cares about you. But I understand if you don't, it's your decision. I'll make you a deal."

"What's the deal?" She rolled her eyes and crossed her arms.

"I won't show anyone, unless you want me to, if you can just admit that you might be a little closer than you think. I know you Lydia, as much as you want to hide it, you can't." Allison pointed out. Lydia sighed knowing pride would get the better of her in either of the outcomes. She knew Allison had her best interest in mind but she wasn't sure if she was ready for the world to know about her feelings. But Allison did know her well and she would just have to go with the best option presented to her.

"Fine. Stiles and I, are…probably closer then I would like to admit."

"Ok see that was easy." Allison said as she went back to putting her clothes in the closet. Lydia went to the bathroom and put all of her make up products and toiletries on the counter and sighed. These feelings were getting harder to control and apparently harder to hide. It was going to be an interesting vacation.