Fallen Angel (Stiles Stilinski//Teen Wolf Fan Fiction)

Chapter 29

"Why are we at school, this is beyond pointless" Kathryn sighed, holding her bag tightly to her side. Stiles sighed, stopping in the corridor and pulling out his phone. He read it, over and over again, feeling his palms tingle and his throat burn. His head spun around, his breaths uneven.

"What is it?" Kathryn asked, her fear growing by the second. Her fear was at the beginning of the day, when she sat in her car outside of Scott's house for an hour but nothing. Not even a creak of the floor board.

"It's Isaac. He says Jennifer took Argent. She took him. She's got all three now" Stiles said in a shaky voice. Kathryn felt a stab in her side, her uncle had been taken. Her own flesh and blood.The closest thing she had to her mother and his blood was going to be spilled some some stupid rock or something to be sacrificed to defeat a pack that a normal plan could defeat.

Stiles shakily put his phone back in his pocket. Kathryn let out a tear, wiping it away.

"There's time. There has to be time" Kathryn said, her own voice shaking a little. Stiles stood still, head spinning, but he quickly spun around staring at the people around him.

"Stiles? Are you okay?" Kathryn asked.

"I think- I think i'm having a panic attack" Stiles' breathing increased, he drew sharp quick breaths.

"Come on" Kathryn said, holding on to Stiles' hand. He took a deep breath, putting his head down and letting his girlfriend lead him through the hallway. She eventually brought him to the empty locker rooms, closing the door behind them and helping him walk over until he threw himself onto the ground, leaning against a locker.

"Just, try and think about something else, Stiles" Kathryn said, in a calmer tone, pushing the hair out of his face and stroking his cheek as his breathing slowed down a little.

"Like what?" He asked, staring deep into Kathryn's eyes. He could see how she cared for him, no doubt in his mind that she loved him.

"Friends, family" Kathryn said, Stiles glaring at her.

"No, not family, eh-uh me! Think about me!" Kathryn said, holding his face in both of her hands trying to comfort him.

His breathing slowed down a bit.

"Like eh- I love you!" Kathryn said, Stiles had never heard Kathryn say the full sentence before, it lit a spark inside of him that burnt in his eyes, it dulled the pain in his head and even made his heart jump, more than it already was.

Stiles' breathing picked up an unsteady pace again, scaring Kathryn, so she did the only think she could. She kissed him.

It wasn't their first kiss and it sure wasn't their last, but it felt like it. It felt sweet and to Stiles he felt as if he didn't seize the moment now he would never get it again. And to Kathryn it was like the sun had just come out and everything brightened.

She pulled away, his hand on her cheek and his panic attack coming to a stop.

"I love you, Stiles Stilinski"

"I love you, Kathryn Hamilton"

There moment was interrupted by Lydia, who burst in panting and heaving.

"Stiles! Kathryn!" Lydia shouted, the two scrambled off the floor, staring at Lydia with fear.

"I know where they are!"

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"Dad! Da- oh for gods sake!" Kathryn ran through the sheriff's station, bumping into a man she had long ago forgotten. He was forgotten but still hated.

"Kathryn Mary Hamilton. What a surprise" Agent McCall smiled devilishly.

"I'm just looking for my dad" Kathryn sighed, pushing past Agent McCall and walking into her dad's office. He was looking through papers, pins and paper on his wall, all about the sacrifices.

"Dad...I need to tell you something"

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"Come on, Kathryn. Where are we?" John asked, watching his daughter weave through the Beacon Hills reserve carelessly.

Kathryn saw it, a few feet away, she pushed past branches and bushes, dragging her father by the hand before they both saw it. The Hale House.

"The burnt down Hale house? Why are we here?" John asked, very confused about why his daughter pulled him from his desk to come out here.

"This, is one of my best friend's house" Kathryn said, looking around. She hadn't been here much but she loved coming here every time.

"Your best friend? Lydia? What does she smoke pot here or something?" John asked again, confused. Kathryn sighed, breathing in and turning around to face her father.

"I'm going to explain things, okay dad? Things I should've explained ages ago. And I need you to listen. Can you do that for me?" Kathryn asked, taking her father's hand. She was beyond scared, she didn't know if her father was going to run the streets screaming 'werewolf' but she wanted him to know. He had to know.

"I'm listening. I'll always listen" John nodded, Kathryn smiled slightly, sitting on a tiny tree stump. John sat on another stump, ready to listen to his daughter, fearing she was going to say something horrendous. Maybe she was a drug dealer. Or she meets with the circus every Friday night in the Hale house and she's best friends with Ronald McDonald the meth addict.

"My best friend, his name is Derek Hale"

That immediately knocked the wind out of John, his daughter was friends with someone considered to be a mass murderer, although he was cleared.

"And he's a werewolf. Scott, Isaac, Derek. They're all werewolves. Lydia, she's...a psychic. And Stiles is, human actually but Allison and Chris? They're hunt-" Kathryn went on, but John interrupted her.

"I know"

"No you don't. Werewolves dad, your little girl is running with werewolves" Kathryn whimpered, not ready to accept the fact that this is what her life has become.

"Honey, I know. You're mom, she was a hunter. She tried to get me to believe. She tried so hard. And then she was killed. A man called Deucalion..." It was Kathryn's turn to interrupt now.

"Deucalion? Deucalion killed my mom?" Kathryn asked. She knew it was an animal attack but werewolf? Actually that was perfectly plausible.

"Yes. And I know what you are, honey. Your mom and I we always knew" John sighed, but Kathryn couldn't get over the fact that this is what happened to her mom, big bad Deucalion, destroyer of worlds, tore her to shreds.

"Dad. I need your help. I need to find something"