Notes:

Hi hi! I'm back!

I actually have work now? I think...my ride/boss is still sleeping, so who knows...

But I wrote this an hour ago, so while I'm still free, I'll post it.

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Lydia POV:

"Stiles…" I said again, crying into the phone.

"Stiles, your back." I cried.

I was home alone, but I'm just so happy I can't stop crying. I had faith that he would come back, but it was so hard to keep that faith after every single month that he was gone. I'm just so happy.

Stiles continued to talk over the phone,

"Don't cry, Lydia; I'm gonna start crying." He said, but I think it was too late for that as I could already hear the sniffles.

"Are you okay? I mean, what took so long? You're not hurt, right? When did you get back? What was purgatory like?" I asked all these questions in succession.

I couldn't help it. I just was so happy that he was back, and I was so curious about what he did, and I just kept asking and asking questions before Stiles stopped me.

"Wait… slow down, first off; I'm okay. I'm fine. I made it back safely. I don't know what Dean or Castiel did to get out so fast, but I was constantly on the run, and I only ever was able to get information in the end. I'm not hurt; I think I became a better hunter after being locked in monster land for so long. I think I'm in the best shape I've been in, in my whole life actually." Stiles said, laughing.

"Are you guys okay?" Stiles asked.

I wasn't sure how to answer. I wanted to say we were good, but we were kind of a mess without Stiles.

"We...were….I don't know." I said, sighing.

Stiles stopped joking around,

"You guys got hurt?" He asked seriously.

"No-no-no. We are fine physically. But we kind of drifted a bit. Peter and Malia went off somewhere and only recently checked back in. And Allison is working a lot. We missed you a lot. We're gonna be fine now. You're back and safe." I said.

Stiles POV:

"Okay. Well, that's sort of expected. I can't believe Peter just disappeared. But I guess it makes sense too. Well, anyway, I talked to Bobby a few minutes ago, and he asked me to head over to his. Can you guys all meet me there? I can send you the address. Or you could wait till after I see him. But I kinda was hoping you'd come to meet me there." I said, making some nervous gestures as I hoped they would come.

"Oh, Stiles, we are definitely coming. I don't doubt that they all want to come. But if any of them say no, I'm going to drag their asses over with us, don't worry." Lydia says seriously.

I let out a small short laugh.

"Thanks, Lydia. I'll leave you to call everyone else; I'll start figuring out how to get to Bobby's."

I said but quickly added,

"Oh, does Peter have my car?"

I asked because I was hoping to take it to Bobby's.

"Oh, Allison has been using it cause someone rear ended her car while it was parked a few days ago. So she's been using yours. You can have it back."

"No, no, no, she can use it. I can't do anything with it from Beacon Hills anyway. I'll just have to rent a car to get there, is all, no worries, Lyd's. I'll see you soon." I say.

I'm not gonna leave Allison without a car. I don't mind sharing at all; she is my friend, after all.

"Okay, Stiles! I can't wait to see you. I'll go give everyone the good news!" She says happily as she hangs up.

Well, now to find a car. Or maybe my dad wants to come along. Well, I'm fine with either.

Lydia POV:

I hung up and put on some sneakers, and ran to my car. I quickly got in and drove to the woods. Peter was there with Malia. He never answers the phone, so this was the easiest way to get in touch with him. I dialed Allison and put it on speaker as I drove.

"Lydia? What's up?" Allison says as she picks up, she sounds busy, but she wouldn't forgive me if I didn't tell her cause I thought she was busy.

This is more important.

"He's home," I said, crying slightly.

The phone was silent then she screams,

"WHAT HE'S BACK!" Allison says but then quickly and quietly apologizes to whoever was with her on the other side of the phone.

"Yeah, he just called me. He's safe; he's alive." I sighed.

I heard Allison let out a deep breath of relief.

"Oh, thank God. Where is he?" She asks.

"Oh, he went to see the sheriff, so he's in Beacon Hills at the moment. But he wanted us to meet him at his friend Bobby's house. Can you take a few days off?" I ask because she's been swamped.

"I haven't had one day off for 8 months; I'd like to see them try to stop me from seeing Stiles." That was the answer I received from Allison.

"Well, that's good. I'm going to tell Peter if I can find him in the woods. If not, I'll just wait till he comes back later. But I'm on my way to the forest right now." I told Allison as I reached the parking area.

"Okay, be safe. I'm gonna go demand a break." Allison said quickly, sort of distracted by something on the other end of the phone.

She hangs up right after saying this.

I jump out of the car and jog down a path. I continue for a few minutes until I see Stiles' marker where he and Peter would deviate from the hiker's trail. I ran down that new path, but it was more challenging as there was not really a road there. Once I got far enough in, I screamed Peter's name. Not Banshee scream but loud enough. I only did it once; he's got good ears. I waited five minutes before I was gonna turn back, thinking he was ignoring me in angst. But Malia runs up to me, and Peter walks in behind her.

"What?" He asks, annoyed.

"Good news," I say, smiling.

"What? Did you pass your test? I'll buy you a cake. I'm busy; I'll see you later." Peter said sarcastically and turned around, going to leave.

"No, you asshole. It's Stiles." I said, folding my hands across my chest.

Since Stiles left, he reverted back into his sarcastic asshole self, and I hate it.

Peter's head whips around so fast I'm surprised he didn't break his neck.

"WHAT?!" He walks directly up into my personal space,

"Tell me."

He looked so hopeful yet so worried.

"I said it was good news. Stop worrying." I said, pushing him away and stepping back two steps.

"He called me ten minutes ago or so. He said he just came back, he's in Beacon Hills, but he wants us to meet him at Bobby's house as the halfway point so we can see him quickly. But he's alive. He's safe. He made it back." I repeated, almost crying again.

I was saying it to reassure my friends, but I also said it to reassure myself. Peter starts laughing. Not in a way that he's finding this funny but in the way of laughing out of relief. He laughs and laughs, backing into a tree and falling onto the floor, just laughing in relief.

"He's finally back." He whispered, but I could still hear it.

Malia was just watching, but she smiled when she heard Stiles was back. It was a small smile, but she didn't really express a lot. Unless she were angry, then you'd be able to tell. She doesn't have perfect control over her anger issues yet, and she still shifts. But she was happy and sat next to Peter. I also joined them on the floor. I was just as relieved as Peter was, and I was just as happy as Malia looked.

I just kept thinking to myself; he's alive, he's safe, he's back. I kept saying that mantra in my head since the phone call with Stiles. I'm so glad he's back.

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Next chapter, they'll be at Bobby's.

*** I kind of didn't have a plan for this book; I had the idea that it was the hale pack thing and the purgatory stuff, but after, I was kind of stuck. BUT have no fear I'm crazy and wrote the outline for the foreseeable future. That future doesn't have an ending yet, so who knows ...book 7? Nope, ignore that, pleaseeeeeeeeeeee. ***

Like I said slow updates, but I'm working on it!

Thanks for reading, hope you liked it so far!