STRINGS AND SCISSORS - (TW/TO/TVD crossover) [2]

10) they fucking tip-toe

Maddie walked after Kira, stopping the girl and smiling softly. "Kira, I think it's absolutely flattering that you have feelings for me, but I-" Kira cut Maddie off. "You're with Stiles. I get it, I knew I didn't have a chance but I still wanted to be friends." Kira stated with a sad smile and Maddie laughed.

"Well, in that case, I'd be glad to be your friend." Maddie nodded with a smile and Kira nodded with a smile of her own before Maddie took her seat behind Stiles. "Alright everyone, let's get started. We were just talking about interment camps and prisoners of war. There's a passage in our reading that I'd like to go over in more detail." Mr Yukimura started the lesson and Maddie suddenly heard her phone go off in her pocket and mentally groaned, knowing it had something to do with Klaus.

"Maddie, phone off please. Now, who would like to come up and read for us? Mr Stilinski, how 'bout you?" Me Yukimura volunteered him and Maddie shook her head, noticing how the boy tensed up. Grabbing Stiles's hand, The Petrova Hybrid tried to come up with something. "Uh...if it's okay Mr Yukimura, I'd like to read instead." Maddie tried but the man simply shook his head.

"No, everybody participates in my class, Miss Harper." Her history teacher replied and Stiles let go of her hand and got up with a sigh, giving Maddie an appreciative look for her failed attempt to help him out.

Madeline bit her lip and watched in concern as Stiles stared at the book, his hands gripping the podium as he started shaking. Maddie kicked Scott in the leg as a warning when she real Stiles wasn't okay. The two of them jumped up and rushed towards Stiles and Maddie held the teenage boy up as he staggered into her.

"We better take him to the Nurse's office." Scott said as Maddie was already rushing the boy out of the classroom and to the boy's bathroom. "Hey, Stiles? Stiles look at me, is this a panic attack?" Maddie questioned but Stiles shook his head. "No, I'm dreaming, it's a dream, this is a dream." The boy mumbled as Scott walked in.

"No it's not, this is real. You're here, you're here with me and Maddie." Scott stated but Stiles's breathing only quickened causing Scott and Maddie to share a worried look. "Okay, um...what can we do to tell dreams from real life?" Maddie questioned as she ran a hand through her hair.

"Fingers. Y-You count your fingers, you have extra fingers in dreams." Stiles managed out and Scott nodded. "How many do I have?" Scott asked, holding up his fingers, but Stiles wasn't paying attention. "Hey, Stiles, come on. Look at Scott's hands and count with us." Maddie encouraged and the boy finally turned to Scott who put all his fingers into fists so they could count them.

The Alpha slowly started lifting his fingers, the both of them counting until they got to ten, when Stiles realised he wasn't dreaming at all before he collapsed against the wall, breathing heavily.

"What the hell is happening to me?" Stiles questioned as Maddie and Scott sat down in front of him.

"We'll figure it out. I don't know how to fix it yet, but I'll fix it." Maddie stated and Stiles looked at her. "What if you can't?" Stiles questioned and Maddie felt the words die in her throat as she stared at him. "What if you can't fix us, fix me in time?" Stiles questioned and Maddie shook her head.

"Don't talk like that, you're going to be okay." Scott scolded and Stiles looked at him. "Am I? Are you? Scott, you can't transform, Allison's being haunted by her dead aunt and I'm straight up losing my mind. We can't do this, we can't-we can't help Malia, we can't help anyone. And what happens if Maddie can't help us?" Stiles questioned and Maddie felt a tear run down her cheek as she look at Stiles.

"I can try—we can try. We can always try." Maddie whispered and Scott nodded in agreement. "We have to try." He added before Maddie's phone buzzed. "I'll be just outside." Maddie muttered before answering as she scurried out the door.

"Marcel, what do you need?" Maddie asked only to hear a sigh in response. "I need you're help. You're a powerful witch and there's someone I need you to protect." Marcel stated and Maddie sighed.

"Who, where, what and why?" Maddie questioned into the phone as she looked around. "Her name's Davina, she's in danger with the New Orleans witches but she really wants to go to the Annual Dauphine Street Music Festival. Can you meet us at the old Church tonight at 7.00?" Marcel questioned and Maddie bit her lip.

Her pack needed her, but so did Davina. "It's going to be close, but I'll make it. You're so lucky I love you and hate New Orleans witches." Maddie huffed and Marcel chuckled. "See you later, M. I owe you one." Marcel stated and the Petrova Hybrid scoffed.

"You always do." She replies before hanging up and coming up with a plan. Maddie sighed before nodding. She'd stay till 7, go to New Orleans for Davina and supervise her and then come back. Just as she finished thinking through her plan she heard a growl and a gasp before a familiar scent of perfume hit her strongly. Kira. She also recognised the growl. Malia.

Rushing back into the bathroom, Maddie looked at Scott. "We have a big problem. Malia's here."

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A/N: hey, I'm still alive...barely. High school sucks ass. Hope you enjoy

Love,

Mia xx