touch
1. to cause or permit a part of the body, especially the hand or fingers, to come in contact with so as to feel.
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I looked up, we were at the Sheriff's Station, making up a plan to save Stiles.
Scott looked at Lydia, "To get him through the rift. It's the only way."
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"Just to clarify, are you planning on biting everyone in the train station?" Peter asked.
"With Stiles back, he'll be able to help us figure out a plan." Scott said.
"He's good at that." Malia murmured.
"So the plan is to get Stiles to come up with a plan." Peter said.
"You can shut up now." Malia hissed at him.
"Malia look around. We're the only ones left in Beacon Hills. If they take us, Rosalie and Lydia will be the only one left to haunt the place." Peter said.
"That's why I'm the only person that's going in," Scott said. "Liam and Hayden will stay here with Mason. As long as somebody is left in Beacon Hills, the Wild Hunt can't move on."
"I like your plan, Scott. I really do, especially the part about turning Stiles. But it can't work." Peter murmured.
"How do you know?" Malia asked.
"Logic. Life experience. Liam, what are the odds that he'll get taken? What if Stiles isn't there? What if there's no Beacon Hills for you to come back to?" Peter asked.
Liam looked at him, 'You got a better idea?"
"Yeah. It's called. "run like hell." So, leave in five?" Peter asked and we looked at him.
"You promised you'd help us," Malia told him. "We still need to find the rift."
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"I didn't promise I'd help you commit suicide."
"If you can't help, we can find it ourselves." Scott told him.
