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The last bell of the day rang and Lydia rushed out the door to meet the boy in the hall. He had his back to her classroom looking at his phone and she slid her arms around his torso. He jumped slightly but relaxed and turned around.
"Hey."
"Hey."
God was that not the most cliché romantic movie moment. But she didn't even care.
He lowered his head to kiss her before pulling back.
"I don't think I'll ever get tired of doing that"
He squeezed her closer to him and she wound her arms behind his neck.
"Guys.."
They broke apart and turned around to see a worried Scott Mccall.
"We have a big problem."
Stiles rolled his eyes sighing,
"Of course. It's Beacon Hills. When isn't there a big problem?."
Scott didn't even crack a smile at his sarcastic comment and looked at them seriously.
"It's about who's after you."
Stiles' brow furrowed and he stepped closer to Scott,
"Who?"
Scott looked around making sure the halls were now clear.
"Deaton called and said right after you guy's left, he came in and pointed a gun to his forehead demanding he tell him where you were. Its was Chris, Stiles. Allison's father."
Lydia stumbled forward gripping stiles,
"What? No...no Chris would never. ."
Scott shook his head in disbelief,
"I know. Something just isn't right about all of it. Chris never blamed Stiles."
Stiles slouched against a nearby locker,
"Well it looks like he does now."
Scott glanced at his friend in concern,
"Well now that we know who it is.. we need to figure out the why now after all this time and what his plan is."
They all nod and Lydia chimes in,
"Is Deaton ok?"
Scott nods,
"He's ok now. I called my mom and she's there now looking him over. Apparently before he left he hit him over the head with his gun to knock him out."
Lydia shook her head
"somethings not right.."
The whispers crept back but she tried to ignore them. She heard them speaking a name but couldn't figure out who's name it was.
The whispers grew louder making her squeeze her eyes tight and bring a hand to her head.
"Lydia?"
Scott placed a hand on her shoulder and the whispers died. One last whisper made her stomach drop.
She clearly heard an S and a T that came together in a mumbled mess sounding an awful lot like 'Scott'
"You okay?"
Scott's deep brown eyes stare at her in concern.
She nods clearing her throat,
"Uh fine.. anyway did Deaton say anything else?"
Scott eyed her warily before continuing,
"No he said he wanted us to stop by the clinic after to give us all the details."
"Well lets go then."
Lydia turned hastily walking down in front of the two confused boys.
Scott looked at Stiles and Stiles only shrugged.
They piled into the jeep a drove in tense silence to the clinic. The first thing they noticed when they pulled up was Melissa walking to her car wearing a worried expression.
Scott was the first out of the car and rushing to his mother.
"Mom! What is it... is he ok?"
She nods turning to her son,
"He's fine now but... Scott what is going on. Deaton said Chris Argent attacked him. I know Chris, he would never do anything like that."
Lydia and Stiles meet them at her car hanging behind them their hands intertwined. Melissa glanced over to them and the corners of her lips turn upwards.
"That's what we are going to figure out."
Melissa glances back at Scott placing a hand on his shoulder,
"Just be safe ok?"
He smiles hugging her,
"I will mom. Thanks."
She waves at the three before getting into her car and driving off.
"Come on."
Scott waves them forward and they walk into the clinic.
Deaton is sitting on the stool behind the front desk holding and ice pack to the back of his head. The bell rings above the door drawing the vet's attention to the three.
Scott runs forward,
"Are you ok?"
Deaton nods before setting the ice pack down on the counter,
"Fine now. Just... confused. "
Stiles spoke up moving towards the vet,
"You're not the only one."
Deaton glanced to him before standing,
"He came a little while after you two left.."
He pointed between Stiles and Lydia.
Scott glanced at them, his brow furrowed,
"Why were you guys here?"
Lydia's cheeks burned and they both stammered,
"Uh..w-we ...um "
Deaton drew Scott's attention away from the two,
"We can discuss that later.. something that chris said disturbed me.."
Deaton shifted around the counter signalling them to follow him to the back.
"Well the whole thing disturbs me.."
Stiles closed the door to the back and turned back to the group.
"He first asked where you were," the vet gestures to stiles. "He said how it was time to avenge her death and punish the one responsible. "
Stiles seemed to shrink into himself and Lydia reassures him by slipping her hand into his.
"The part that bothered me the most though.. right before he knocked me out, he said 'we have to do this.. for Allison' "
Scott stepped forward,
"We? You mean he's not working alone?"
Deaton shook his head,
"No I don't think he is. His eyes .. they looked.. clouded and unfocused. Like he wasn't aware of what he was doing. "
Lydia gripped his hand firmer,
"Like he was being controlled."
Deaton nodded.
"Who would control him though? And how?"
Scott's voice shook slightly as he spoke.
Deaton sighed,
"That's what we have to find out. I think we need to bring the rest of the pack into this. I'm afraid none of you are safe.."
Scott looked down with a contemplative expression,
"We should probably stay together.. we can all stay at my place. I'll have to talk to my mom but I'm sure she will be ok with it."
Stiles and Lydia nod in agreement before Lydia has a thought,
"I think Stiles' dad should be with someone at all times too. If Chris is searching for Stiles.. he is one of the first people to go after."
Deaton nodded,
"I agree. No one should go alone. Make sure to have at least one other person around you at all times. I'll look into this more and I'll let you know."
They thanked him and left climbing into the jeep yet again.
"Okay I'll call my mom first to ask if we can stay at my house."
Stiles pulled into gear and began to drive down the road glancing at scott in the backseat,
"Bro are you sure you're ok with everyone staying there?"
Scott nods bringing the phone to his ear waiting for his mom to pick up,
"Of course. We need to stay together." The ringing on the other end stopped, "hey mom."
Stiles looked at Lydia with a nervous expression,
"I'm worried."
She places a hand on his arm,
"Don't be. We will be there to protect you,"
He shakes his head looking back to the road,
"Not about me. About you. About everyone. I don't want anyone to die trying to protect me."
Scott's conversation ended with his mom right as lydia was about to speak,
"My mom says that everyone can stay and -"
Sensing the tension, Scott stops,
"Everything ok?"
Lydia opens her mouth and Stiles interrupts,
"Fine. Let's call everyone else."
Lydia studies his face a moment before staring out the window. The sun is slowly falling past the horizon casting the sky in pink and orange hues.
"I'll call Kira."
Scott chimes from the back while dialing the number.
They pull into the Mccall's driveway and Kira is already there waiting.
Kira stepped forward to meet them,
"I called Malia, her dad is driving her up."
Scott smiles walking forward to peck her on the lips.
"My mom should be home soon. Stiles, did you call your dad yet?"
Stiles pulled his phone from his pocket before dialing the number. He stepped away from the group his back to them.
Scott and Kira walked into the house as Lydia remained in the driveway. She watched Stiles as he talked to his dad. He nervously grasped at the back of his neck trying to explain what was going on without causing him alarm.
"..dad we just have to stay - because we are in danger- I don't know I just- no. Dad... dad just." He lowered the phone replacing it in his pocket.
Lydia walked around him so she was standing in front of him.
"Everything ok?"
He grabbed her hands holding them between their bodies.
"Yeah my dad is just.. he's on his way here for an explanation better than 'we are in danger and staying at Scott's house'. "
He chuckled and she smiled up to him,
"Come on let's go inside."
She pulled him forward into the home.
A car door is heard outside and a few seconds later a knock.
Scott listens to the heartbeat making sure it was someone they know,
"It's Malia."
Stiles opens the door and the werecoyote steps into the home.
She glances over Stiles and Lydia feels herself tense,
"So what is this about?"
"I'll explain better when everyone gets here. " Scott grabs a menu from by the phone holding it up, "Anyone hungry for pizza?"
Everyone agrees on the toppings and he calls in three large with pepperoni and one with cheese.
There's another knock and Scott runs to get it. "Oh, hello sheriff."
Stiles sits up before leaving the room to greet his confused father.
Lydia turns back from the doorway of the dining room and back to Kira and Malia.
Kira leans her elbows on the table,
"Lydia. Do you know what's going on?"
Lydia glances up at the raven haired girl before glancing down at her lap,
"Yeah but.. but Scott wanted to talk about it with everyone."
Malia cut in with a brash tone,
"Well if you know you should tell us."
Lydia looked up to the girl with a stern look,
"Scott said he wanted to wait. So I will."
Malia opens her mouth but is cut of by a shout from the other room,
"What do you mean someone is trying to kill you!? Why didn't I know about this? I'm just the sheriff and your father!"
The girls rush into the room at the commotion.
"Dad just.. just calm down ok? We are going to explain everything!"
The doorbell rang silencing the father and son. Scott opened the door to reveal a shy looking Liam.
"Sorry for uh.. interrupting."
Scott ushered him in as he notice a car pull up and the pizza delivery man stepped out. He walked out closing the door behind him.
The room was bathed in silence before Scott re entered with pizza
"Let's eat!"
Lydia walked over to stiles placing a hand on his arm,
"Come on. I'm starving."
The sheriff glanced at themquestioningly.
She grabbed his hand as they walked to the dining room unaware of the surprised expressions they left behind them.
Everyone gathered in the dining room after grabbing something to eat. Stiles and Lydia walked into the kitchen still hand in hand.
Kira glanced at Scott and he simply smiled. She returns his smile but even wider. Liam still looks confused but shrugs stuffing more pizza into his mouth. Malia's icy glare bored into their backs as her claws edged out of her fingertips digging into the table slightly.
The sound of the lock clicking open made everyone look up to see Melissa's surprised expression,
"Oh.. hello everyone. I didn't expect you so soon. "
Scott stood to greet his mom,
"Hey mom. Yeah sorry it was kind of ..urgent. we got pizza for dinner in the kitchen if you're hungry."
She smiles,
"Ok sweetie."
She drops her purse on a chair before walking into the kitchen.
She freezes at the doorway wearing a stunned expression.
The two pull away from each other both equally red in the face,
"Oh... hello Stiles...Lydia."
Lydia glances up waving shyly.
"Hello mrs. Mccall."
Melissa walks past them grabbing a plate and a slice of cheese pizza. She takes a bite, the two still standing by her looking less red but just as nervous.
"So...how long have you two.."
She pointed between them.
Stiles' voice squeaked as he scratches the back of his head,
"Oh uh.. yesterday ?"
She nods humming in approval,
"And does everyone else know?"
Lydia shakes her head,
"No.. just Scott."
Melissa quirks an eyebrow,
"Why is that?"
Stiles shrugs one shoulder,
"Not the time I guess?"
Melissa walks over to the entryway,
"Well if you want to wait to tell everyone, you probably shouldn't be kissing with everyone a few feet away."
She smirked at them smugly taking another bite of pizza before exiting.
Their faces are both bright red as they follow her into the kitchen with their own plates.
Once seated, Scott spoke up,
"Ok so the reason we are here is because ...someone is after Stiles."
Mixed expressions of shock and confusion dance around the room.
"That someone happens to be Chris Argent.."
Kira and Liam sat forward a little both equally shocked.
"Wait.. who?"
Malia looked at their shocked expressions but remained lost.
"A-Allison's father."
She nods sitting back.
"The scary part is that he isn't working alone. Deaton seems to also think he might be under some sort of control."
The Sheriff speaks up now,
"What do you mean? Like someone is making him come after my son?"
Melissa puts a reassuring hand on his arm.
"Yeah that's exactly what we think is happening."
"But who?"
Kira looks over at Scott for more explanation.
"We have no idea. That's why I thought it might be good to stay here together. If he's trying to get to Stiles, he's going to come after all of us to get to him. "
Stiles looked down at his now empty plate, bouncing his leg and rubbing his hands up and down his thighs.
"We will set up the mountain ash barriers tonight just in case. This. ..spell or whatever he's under might not let him cross."
The others nod in agreement silently absorbing the information.
Scott stands gathering plates to take to the sink,
"We'll get room and sleeping arrangements down so we can all head to bed."
Kira stands with an expectant look on her face, do you think we could still go bowling tomorrow? I mean everyone is available now and we could all be together still..?"
He looked into her deep brown eyes and smiled,
"I think we can. Guys?"
A few nods and some 'yeah sure's' made Kira's smile grow. She clapped her hands together,
"Yay! "
They all took their plates to the kitchen before meeting Scott and Melissa in the living room.
"Ok so we have Scott's room, the guest bed, my room and an air mattress. If someone needs to take the couch that's available too."
She walks over to the sheriff and puts a hand on his shoulder,
"You can stay im my room with me."
His face turns bright red and his eyes widen considerably.
"W-what..?"
She laughs,
"John its a big bed just.. it's fine."
His eyes roam over the group who, most of them are trying to hide their smiles and laughter.
"O-ok, " he coughs to clear his throat, "that's fine with me. "
"Goodnight kids."
They walk up the stairs while the others wait to hear the door shut.
Stiles turns back to scott,
"Ok ... what was that."
The rest of them bubble with laughter.
"Well it's about time I guess. Ok so my room, guest room, air mattress, and couch. "
He glanced over them with his 'thinking face' as Stiles likes to call it.
"Kira you can stay with me in my bed.."
Her cheeks dust pink but nods as he continues,
"Liam.. you okay with the couch? It's a pull out."
Liam nods before walking over to grab his stuff and stars to work on arranging the couch "Malia, I can set up the air mattress for you in the office if you want to come with me."
Malia grabs her overnight bag before following Scott and Kira up the stairs. She throws a skeptical glance at the two left in the room before turning back to the stairs.
"So I guess that leaves us in the guest room."
Lydia turns to Stiles with a smile.
"I guess it does huh. "
His smile widens as he grabs her hand pulling her up the stairs.
They enter the upstairs hallway and hear Scott talking in another room over the sound of the air mattress pump hum. They open the door to the guest room amd flick on the light.
The light blue comforter is neatly made and the pillows are arranged perfectly.
Stiles releases her grasp and launches into the bed knocking several decorative pillows to the ground. He stretches into the most ludicrous attempt at a sensual pose ever. Lydia laughs openly at his attempt as she makes her way over.
"Stiles.."
He purses his lips and winks,
"Yeeeees?"
She shoves his shoulder and he falls flat on his back laughing.
"You're an idiot."
He smiles up at her and her heart flutters.
She flops next to him sighing. His face turns to her, his cheek laying flat on the mattress. She does the same turning to him meeting his goofy smile.
He brings a hand to her cheek brushing his fingertips over her skin. Leaning forward she pecks him sweetly,
"We are going to be alright. ..right? All of us?"
Stiles looks at her with a small smile,
"Yeah of course Lyds. We'll get through this. We always do."
She faces the ceiling,
"Not all of us do.."
He grips her chin gently turning her to face him,
"We'll get through this.."
She looks into his honey brown eyes,
"Promise me."
His eyes widen but return her gaze,
"I promise."
The corners of her lips turn up and she kisses him sweetly. She begins to pull back when he presses his lips to hers again.
His hands slip around her waist and he pulls her into his lap.
She smiles pulling away a fraction of an inch,
"Awful presumptuous are we?"
He chuckles below her,
"You weren't complaining."
She scoffs climbing off him and out of bed.
"We didn't really think this through.. I have nothing to wear to bed."
Stiles' smirk grew and he quirked an eyebrow,
"That's fine with me."
She laughs her cheeks turning a shade darker,
"Somebody's feeling confident."
He sits up walking over to her,
"Not confident exactly.." he comes behind her pressing a kiss to her neck.
"Then what ?"
He presses his lips to her shoulder and she shifts to give him better access.
Instead of responding, he turns her around and holds her face in his large hands.
His eyes turn a shade darker in front of her and she feels the tingling in her chest spread over her body. Like an electric pulse radiating over her limbs. He doesn't even have to say what he's feeling because she feels it too. The desire flows through him and over to her.
She grabs his shirt and tugs him to meet her.
His lips meet hers and she feels all the built up energy course through her veins.
She grazes her tongue over his lips and he hums into her mouth pulling her body flush to his. His hands slide down her back resting dangerously low on her hips. She pulls her hands to rest around his neck and he slides his hands down to lift her by her thighs.
When her back hits the wall behind her, she sighs grinding her hips over his. His kissing falters and he looks at her with a hooded gaze before delving back into the kiss. Sliding her hands into his dark hair, she pulls his bottom lip with her teeth. He pulls her away from the wall blindly edging towards the already disheveled bed. When his knees meet the bed he drops her gently into the plush comforter. He stands at the foot of the bed gazing down at her, a small smirk on his lips.
He is taking far too long for her liking and she stands on the bed stepping towards him. He actually has to look up to her now as she wraps her arms around his shoulders. She leans down capturing his lips again pulling him forward. He eases her down again and climbs up her body from the bottom of the bed. He hovers above her and she slides her hands over his torso and around his back. He lowers his hips, the denim of his jeans moving her skirt up and grazing over the skin of her legs.
She moans into the kiss and he shifts his hips again making warmth pool in her gut.
"Stiles.."
She barely whispers into his mouth and he strokes his tongue over her swollen lips.
"Yeah?"
She gasps into his mouth as his hand slides down her body.
"I need you.."
He pulls his face back to look at her with wide eyes. She meets his gaze above her with her own hooded gaze.
He brings his lips to her neck and she tangles her hands into his hair. His mouth slides over her pulse point and he feels her heart racing and smiles against her skin. His pulse is racing just as much if not faster, but he can't help but smile at how she responds to him.
His hands slide to the hem of her flowy shirt and she sits up. He pauses thinking maybe she changed her mind but when she pulls off her cardigan and starts to ease off the material of her shirt his heart skyrockets.
She sits before him, her body swashed in moonlight wearing only a pale purple bra and a skirt. His heart soars as he meets her gaze,
"Lyds... you are so beautiful."
She smiles, pink dusting her cheeks briefly.
She reaches up sliding her hands under his hoodie tugging it up. He pulls it up and over his head dropping it to the side. She barely gives him time to discard the hoodie before she is pulling at his remaining shirt. He chuckles as she pulls it up herself over his head.
Her eyes roam his torso and her hands slide over his chest down over his abdomen to rest a his waistband. He sucks in a breath as she flips them so she is resting on top of him now. Her maroon skirt flares around them as she drops to place a kiss to his chest. He reaches a hand to her hair pulling the hair tie to release her auburn waves. Her hair falls to his chest brushing over his skin. He slides his fingers into her hair, a wave of strawberry scented shampoo washes over them.
She kisses back to his lips as her hands find his belt buckle. His hips move up involuntarily and she bites back a smile. She slides his belt open before her delicate fingers find the metal button of his jeans. He sucks in a breath as her eyes meet his.
"Lyds- "
The sound of the bedroom door opening makes them fly apart and scatter to opposite sides of the bed.
Malia stands in the open doorway a snarl on her lips. Her eyes ice over blue and she growls.
Stiles shifts uncomfortably,
"Malia what the hell?"
Lydia pulls the comforter up to hide her exposed body behind it.
"How could you..."
Her voice drips with venom.
"What do you mean?! We aren't even together anymore Malia! How else can I explain that to you?!"
She steps back scowl still on her face,
"Well this sure helped. Thanks."
She turns walking quickly down the hall. Scott and Kira show up in the doorway,
"What is going o-oh.."
Steps can be heard thudding up the stairs and Liam appears ,
"I heard shouting.."
The boys eyes widen at the scene,
"Oh.. I'm just gonna..."
He points behind him bringing a hand to his neck before rushing away.
Lydia buries her red face in her hands and Stiles flops back groaning.
Scott grabs the handle of the door,
"Come on Kira. Let's go check on Malia.."
He sends a a wink to his best friend before closing the door.
"Well that was humiliating."
Lydia chuckles nodding,
"Come on let's get some sleep. I say the mood is official killed."
Stiles laughs openly before turning to her on his side. She discards her skirt and he removes his jeans to snuggle into the soft sheets. She turns her back to face him waiting for the warmth his chest. He drapes his arm around her waist pulling her flush to his body.
"Goodnight Lyds"
She scoots further towards him snuggling into him.
"Goodnight Stiles. "
The warmth from the window pulls him from his sleep. He feels Lydias body curled over his own her leg between his. His eyes peek open and he gazes on her sleeping face. Her mouth is relaxed and her cheeks are pink from warmth. He smiles at her smoothing her hair from her face.
The door of their room flies open startling Lydia awake and making Stiles jump,
Scott appears in the doorway looking startled.
"For the love of god Scotty knock!"
Scott straightens,
"Malia's gone."
this. Chapter. Was. Such . A. pain. I had such terrible writers block.. I couldn't get the words on the page i hope it reads ok because i have read it so many times i cant even tell if it's garbage anymore.. please leave a review i love to see them. They make my day(: hope this chapter flowed well and it was bearable. ..