A throat clearing has us turning towards the door to see Noah with a hard look on his face as he flicks his eyes between us quickly "I'm going to need confirmation that what I just witnessed is actually happening, and not a trick of my aging eyes..."
Stiles' grip on my hips tightens a little as he scoffs lightly towards his dad "You were watching us?"
Noah waves his hand absentmindedly as he dismisses Stiles' accusation with his words "Son, give me some credit I'm an officer of the law– I don't watch people, I observe."
I snort, dropping my head forward to rest my forehead against Stiles' chest, who groans in embarrassment with his dad's words "That's just as bad, please leave the observing to actual crime potential perps, and far, far away from me and my girlfriend" will I ever get used to the way my heart soars with him calling me his? Spoiler alert– nope
Lifting my head off of Stiles, I turn towards Noah just as he smiles a shit eating grin and takes the few steps over to us quickly.
He sets his arms around us, setting a hand on each of our shoulders as he envelops us in a hug.
He shakes us slightly, earning light chuckles from the both of us as he states happily, "It's about damn time you two!"
Noah chuckles before he leans back, keeping his hands on our upper arms for a second before he clears his throat and steps back pointing over his shoulder towards the front door "Man this is great– plus we get your mom's famous lasagna dinner now."
I share a confused look with Stiles, before it seems to click with both of us. Widening our eyes, we turn back to him quickly as we exclaim "You guys bet on us?!"
Noah widens his eyes ever so slightly as he walks backwards towards the door as he makes a noise and rushes out "Hmm? What's that? No– no don't be ridiculous, go back to kissing your girlfriend."
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Walking into the kitchen with Stiles, mom turns slightly to look over her shoulder before she goes back to filling the coffee pot with water "Hey guys."
I clear my throat once she stops the water and faces us on her way over to the coffee maker "Sooo Mr. S has requested lasagna for Friday night dinner..."
With her back to us still, mom snorts "Since when do we have a Friday nig–"
She looks over to us quickly, looking down to our linked our hands, before looking back up to us and smiling wide as she walks over to us "It's about damn time," she wraps us in much the same hug as Noah before she pulls back and glares playfully at Stiles "You couldn't have waited until this summer?"
I scoff and shake my head softly at her "I can't believe you guys bet on if we would get together"
Mom jerks her head back, drawing her brows in with a smirk as she looks between us "Oh sweetheart, stop being ridiculous it wasn't on 'if'– it was a matter of when."
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Scott and Lydia do a double take, noticing my hand linked with Stiles' as we walk away from the jeep and towards the school.
Lydia points between us and smirks as we come to a stop in front of them, before crossing her arms in front of her and stating "Explain"
I playfully roll my eyes, failing at hiding my smile "You know perfectly well what this means, we didn't want to make a big deal–"
"It's a huge deal!" Lydia and Scott shriek at the same time before Lydia shakes her head at us "You two were the blind love struck idiots who couldn't see what we've all seen for a long time"
Scott smirks looking between us as he states "Some longer than others..."
I narrow my eyes at him, nodding my head towards him "How long is 'longer than others'?"
Scott shrugs, chuckling to his feet before he looks up to us "I was pretty sure Stiles was lying in 8th grade–"
Stiles groans next to me as Scott continues, directing his words to his best friend "Dude you were hella nervous when she walked up. Then everything was confirmed last year after I was bit, and it was pretty entertaining to give you shit since"
"Fucking chemosignals– you need to learn to turn that ability off" Stiles grumbles, wrapping his arm behind me to rest on my other hip, as I look between them quickly "What does that mean?"
Scott shakes his head quickly "Nothing– and trust me I wish I could. It wasn't just that though, it's also your heartbeats when you guys are around each other. I can't really explain it, but it's an immense calm feeling almost– it's uh– it's similar to how Allison made me feel" well that's equally amazing and heartbreaking to hear
I reach over and set my hand on Scott's arm as Lydia clears her throat, trying to change the subject before we all get sad "So– why on Earth wouldn't you guys want to make this a big deal?"
Stiles squeezes my side as I look between them and shrug "Just with everything we went through and lost a few days ago, we didn't want to seem insensitive to everyone going through–"
Lydia pulls me into a bone crushing hug, interrupting my words and Stiles lets me go so I can return her hug as she states for us both to hear "You two deserve to be happy, especially happy together," she pulls back and sets her hands on my arms, tears welling in her eyes as she continues "Ally would want you both to celebrate the end of you being idiots– flaunt the hell out of this you two."
Adding my own teary eyed chuckle, I nod at her before she flicks her eyes to Stiles "You got the girl, you should be shouting from the rooftops"
Stiles smiles when I look back at him over my shoulder and he nods, keeping his eyes on me as he directs his answer to her "I have been– just on the rooftops downtown, pretty shocked you guys didn't hear it honestly."
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Stiles and I follow behind Scott through the hallway at Deaton's to the back exam area that has become the supernatural problem solving room
Scott asked us to meet him here because he hasn't heard from Derek in a while and he's officially worried.
Stiles sets his hand on my lower back for me to walk in front of him into the room behind Scott as he asks him "Okay, so how long has it been?"
Scott looks back to us "Weeks– he hasn't gotten back to any of my texts."
"Has Derek ever returned your texts?" Stiles offers and Scott contemplates that before nodding "Once. Definitely once– but this time it felt different. So I went to the loft. The alarm was on, everything looked okay–"
Scott trails off before he grabs a container out of the cupboard, turning back towards us as he hands Stiles a bullet shell casing and continues "But then I found these. So I sent a picture of it to Deaton. He said that it's the mark of a family of hunters based out of Mexico. The Calaveras"
I furrow my brows as I lift my eyes from the casing with a skull engraving up to Scott "What would they want with Derek?"
Stiles looks between us "You don't think they killed him, do you?"
"I... I don't know. That's why I asked you to meet me here" he moves the container holding the shell casings in front of me.
I look between both of them and their supportive faces before Stiles sets his hand on my lower back and nods towards the container.
I take a deep breath and reach my hand in, moving my fingers around the casings as I close my eyes. I hear a man shouting in pain and gasp as I retract my hand quickly
"What is it– did you hear something?" Stiles mutters quickly and I nod, looking between them before I reach my hand in again.
I grab a handful of the casings and move them around my hands before I close my eyes and slowly tilt one hand to the side, letting the casings fall onto the metal table.
Each casing sounds like a bullet being fired as they land on the table and I furrow my brows as the man's, who I now can make out to be Derek, screams get louder and louder until the casings are all laying on the table.
I take a shaky breath in with the feeling that overcomes me, it isn't death however it definitely feels off something's wrong
"Addy– what? Is he dead?" Scott rushes out quickly.
I shake my head and roll a casing between my fingers "No, it feels different– something's definitely not right, I mean it– it doesn't feel like he's alive either"
Stiles frowns "What does that mean?"
I shake my head "I don't know– we need to find him"
Stiles nods and looks between Scott and I "So if the Calaveras have him, how do we find them?"
Scott picks up one of the casings that rolled in front of him and looks at it as he states "Mexico."
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Stiles and I are walking around the little town where we were informed by Chris that the Calavara family is located.
Our slow steps are moving us towards the building where Scott, Malia, and Kira are already inside. They are supposed to be laying low to blend in with the crowd until Stiles and I get brought in the back hopefully for looking suspicious
I shove my phone in the back pocket of my light blue cut off shorts after checking that they're all set and safe inside.
Moving my eyes around and taking in the little town with outside fruit and veggies markets and people mulling about, I let out a little squeak as Stiles pulls me into his side when a taxi zooms past us.
I smile gratefully at him, raising a brow as I mutter "I wasn't close to being hit"
He looks mock offended, as he wraps his arm around my back, lifting the hem of my maroon flowy tank top to rest his palm on the skin of my hip "Oh so now I need you to be in actual peril danger for me to pull you close to me? I feel like you have a different view on having a boyfriend than I do"
I snort and wrap my arm around his back "Never let me go Stilinski– just don't make me trip over my feet in the process."
Stiles chuckles as he leans over, kissing my temple as he looks around in front of us again "This doesn't seem so bad"
Shaking my head, I shrug "It's not the town– it's the plan, Sherlock."
Stiles smiles softly before he shakes his head "What's wrong with the plan, my dear Watson?"
"Honestly? This feels like it could be the stupidest plan we've ever come up with. You're aware of that, right?" I question before I look up to him.
Stiles nods his head to the side and we start walking across the road "I'm aware it's not our best–"
"We are going to die" I grumble as I keep my steps with his.
Stiles makes a noise and looks down to me "Are you saying that as a Banshee or are you just being uncharacteristically pessimistic?"
Tightening my hold around him I mutter "I'm mainly saying it as someone who has been ridiculously happy these last few weeks and I don't really wanna die."
Nodding his head to side before I look back in front of us he offers "Okay– understandable. New plan– would you just mind restricting any talk of death to actual Banshee predictions?"
"This plan is stupid and we're going to die" I cheekily reply earning Stiles to scoff "Oh, thank you– are you done?" he asks as he digs his fingers into my ribs, assaulting me in tickles that make me turn into his chest and stop our steps.
I jerk my body away from his hands as I squeak out through a laugh "I give– I'm fucking done. This is a brilliant plan and not a one of us is going to die"
He licks his lips before smirking and leaning forward catching my lips in a kiss that ends too soon before he pulls back "Better– come on, it's supposed to be this way"
Night fell very quickly once the sun passed over the plateau this city is built into. We walk down the side street until we come to a stop in front of steps with two guys guarding the doors.
I look up and see the numbers match the intel we were told. Nodding and taking a breath to come off confident I look at the men standing with their arms crossed as they look us over.
Licking my lips I ponder like the tourist we need to look like "¿Estamos aquí para la fiesta?"
One of the guys makes a face and shakes his head no why you gotta lie my man?
Stiles huffs and digs in his pocket for the stylized skull card we were told to show if they wouldn't let us inside.
Once the stand guard guy looks the card over, recognition flashes across his face as he flicks his eyes from the card up to us and nods above him to a camera that is up in the corner of the awning above us.
Stiles follows his eyes, noticing the camera and looking to me before turning to the camera and showing the card to whoever is behind the lens.
The door clicks open immediately, gaining our eyes to move from the camera to the door.
Still not uttering a word the guy standing in front of the door, raises his brows and steps aside to let us pass by.
Stiles smiles tightly and sets his hand on my lower back to have me walk in front of him.
I step up through the doorway, taking in the dark red walls of the hallway with a dark brown door at the end and a few light shades on the walls.
Stiles steps inside, setting his hand across my hip as he comes to a stop next to me when the door behind us slams shut.
We jump with the noise, turning slightly to look at it we're on our own I take it
Stiles turns into me, and sighs "Feel like we're walking into our deaths yet?"
I look from him and down the hallway at the other door we're obviously supposed to walk towards on our own, before looking back to him and shaking me head.
Nodding he moves his hand from my hip and links our hands together before we start our steps towards the door slowly.
The metal lamp shades on the walls are shaking, and it sounds like muffled music the closer we get to the door that looks like it belongs on the front door of a castle with the design on it
Stiles looks back over his shoulder at me before I offer a small smile and he turns back towards the door, pushing it open.
As soon as it opens we are hit with the full effect of the music, and absolute party scene of an underground club.
The music is loud, the room is packed with people, dancing, drinking, and having the time of their life.
Stiles moves his shocked eyes to me and I let out a slight chuckle as I move my eyes around at the room we're in.
There's flashing lights that catch my eye, earning me to take in the second floor balcony area where the DJ is surrounded by these longer bars of light.
To the left of the DJ, I notice a henchman looking guy standing with his hand on the railing and taking in the ground floor much like the guards outside looked at us when we walked up
Stiles pulls me closer and moves his mouth to the shell of my ear, eliciting a shiver which doesn't go unnoticed with his arm snaked around my waist.
Licking his lips to hide his smirk he leans forward again to mutter "I think we were spotted– wanna head to the bar?"
I lift my arm up to grab his hand in mine as I nod.
Stiles nods and links our fingers before taking a step and moves our hands against his back, keeping me right behind him as we make our way through the crowd.
He squeezes through a gap at the bar, turning and pulling my hand in his until I'm pressed against him as he sets his hand on my waist and shifts us to have me stand in front of him against the bar.
Setting both of his hands on my hips, he bends forward to rest his chin on my shoulder, as we wait to order.
Though he completely stands up and moves next to me when the dude who was waiting for his drink leaves and the bartender slams two shot glasses with clear liquid in them in front of us.
Furrowing my brows, I look from the glasses and up to Stiles. He's sporting the same confused face towards them, before he looks over to me and the bartender.
He nods in thanks before shifting to grab his wallet, however his movements are stopped when hands land on our shoulders and a voice sounds behind us "No– on the house."
When we don't make a move to offer thanks or take the drinks he continues "Most American teenagers don't cross the border to refuse a drink."
Recognizing him as the guy keeping watch on the second floor when we walked in, I dig in my pocket and wrap my fingers around the object inside, stating "We didn't come to drink"
To elaborate my words I drop the shell casing with the Calavera's skull marking engraved in the side we found at Derek's loft into the shot glass in front of me.
Stiles smirks at my delivery, turning to look over his shoulder and raise his brows at the henchman.
Dude, who we learn is named Severo, takes us upstairs into an office with an older lady sitting behind a desk this must be the Araya lady Chris mentioned
She has a knife in her hand and is forcefully ripping the stitches or a seam out of a piece of fabric as her heavy accent voice filters around the room we're in with her "Severo hates this music. Me? I've always loved the music of youth. This kind, especially. It has a savage energy."
I share a look with Stiles before I look back towards her and inform "We're here for Derek Hale"
Not looking up from her hands, Araya smirks "Is that so?"
"We know you have him" I state, earning her eyes to finally connect with mine before I continue "We've heard you can be bought."
Stiles lifts one side of his jacket to start unloading the bundles of money we hid in his inside pockets on the desk in front of us. He points to the stacks once he's finished "It's fifty thousand for Derek"
Setting her knife down on the table as we have her full attention now, she clicks her tongue "Now, where does a teenage boy get money like this? Japanese mafia?"
The sound of a gun cocking to my right has me flinching slightly in my seat, moving my eyes over to connect with a girl sitting and holding said gun, smirking our way.
Another gun cocking to the left of Stiles has us turning to look at the owner of that gun, who turns to face us defensively.
Araya leans her arms on her desk and directs her smug ass face our direction as she chuckles out "Not smart to come alone."
Stiles turns from the gun holding hench man back to her and furrows his brows as he states calmly "What makes you think we came alone?"
Araya sets her hands on the desk and stands up, looking between us as she clips out "You brought a wolf into my home?"
Stiles' lip twitches as he states "We brought an Alpha."
"My friends" Araya states as she turns away from us on a sigh before she continues "I don't think you're aware of your poor timing. Do you know what the dark moon is?"
I shift in my seat, sharing a look with Stiles as I shrug and answer her "The part of the lunar phase when the moon is least visible in the sky"
"But do you know its meaning?" she shifts her eyes from the window to the ground with her question before I continue "Some people say it's a time of reflection– or grief."
Turning around to face us again, she connects her eyes with mine to correct "Grief and loss, mija."
I swallow thickly with her words before she continues thoughtfully "I wonder why, when you and your friends have suffered so much loss, you would risk it again for someone like Derek Hale" he's our friend and we're not losing anymore people
Stiles nods towards her as he informs "'Cause we don't like to lose."
Voices over the radio in Severo's hand fill the room "Nadia en la cantina– front door clear– south clear."
The radio clicks and Severo brings his radio up to ask "North? Norte– donde esta Norte– Norte–"
The radio again clicks however Scott's voice filters through, and I smirk slightly with his words and the surprise on everyone's faces "Stiles– take ten off the table"
Stiles reaches towards the desk and grabs a bundle, stashing it in one of the pockets on the inside of his jacket as Severo leaves the room to go find Scott.
Clearing my throat once he leaves, I raise a brow back towards Araya "Maybe you should just take the deal"
Smiling towards me, Araya clicks her tongue before setting her hands on the desk and leaning towards me "While I'm keen to follow the warning of a Banshee, I'm going to have to decline." you knew I was a banshee how?
Stiles shifts in his seat, sharing a look with me before looking back to her and trying to reason with her "All right– come on. Just give us Derek. You don't want him anyway. Haven't you noticed what a downer he is? No sense of humor, poor conversationalist. Just come on, take the money" he finishes lightly as he moves his arms over the money.
Araya smirks and grabs the radio off her desk "Severo? Show them how the Calaveras negotiate" well that doesn't sound promising
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Stiles POV
They took her from me, they took Addy and I out of the room with Araya before taking her down one hallway and bringing me into a room.
The room had Scott passed out and Kira and Malia sitting, waiting for him to wake up. That was about ten minutes ago. I've been attempting to open this fucking door with Kira and Malia in those ten minutes, much to no avail.
So now I'm pacing wondering why they would take her, and not let her be with us– with me– while I figure out how to get out of this fucking room.
"He's awake– guys, he's awake" Kira rushes out and I stop my pacing steps to walk over towards Scott, who is opening and closing his eyes as he adjusts to waking up.
I lean over into his line of vision "Scott, you okay?"
He starts to sit up and Kira and I kneel on either side of him to help him up into a sitting position as he looks over to me "Yeah. They don't have him. They don't have Derek."
Kira nods towards him "We know–"
Feeling like she's taking too long to inform Scott of who they actually have I clip out "Doesn't matter right now Scott, they've got Addy– she kept Adds and moved me in here with you guys."
On alert now Scott looks to me quickly "Addy– what do they want with Addy?"
I shake my head at him, because I have no idea why they kept her.
All I do know is that if they hurt her, it'll be the last thing these fuckers do.
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Addy POV
Araya walked me through her side entrance into the building, taking me outside to a little patio area. Pointing towards the seat across from her for me to sit, she takes her seat.
She waits until I'm sorted and pours us some coffee from her kettle she had brought out with a tray of fruit and croissants which I will pretend don't look yummy as all hell at the moment
Her guards stand a fair distance away with their backs to us as they observe the morning hustle and bustle of the people of the little town around us.
She chuckles lightly watching me observe everything around me, before she takes a quick breath in "I have to admit I don't have much experience with Banshees."
Flicking my eyes back to her I raise a brow "That makes two of us, since I don't have much experience being one"
"I have a feeling you underestimate your abilities, Addeline"
I make a face, pushing down the guilt from Ally and nod my head to the side "Addy please– and trust me, you'd have better luck with tarot cards."
She nods with my request of my name and raises her brows with her amusement "Let's find out– tell me, which one of these men is about to die?" she moves her hand to point to the backs of the two men standing guard for her.
Dropping my mouth slightly open, I move my wide eyes from her and over to their backs trying not to freak out with having zero clue what russian roulette shit she wants me to partake in.
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Stiles POV
Scott doesn't like my head shake and he pushes off the ground to go over towards the wall, trying to find a way for it to open.
He finds the same gap we found that is big enough for his fingers to wrap around the side of the door. He begins to pull at it, trying to slide it open and grunting from the effort.
Dropping his hands from the door, he sighs as he looks at it like he wants to just bash through it.
Kira walks over, setting her hands on her hips as she directs her words to his back "We already looked for a way out. I think a lot of people have."
Scott moves his fingers over the scratches on the stone walls next to the door we found earlier when he was still passed out.
Malia offers her plan when he turns back to look at us "I say when that door opens again, we take out whoever's standing in the way and run for it."
I make a noise and turn towards her as Kira voices my same thought "What about Addy?"
Malia genuinely looks confused and it makes wanting to snap at her lessen slightly "What about her?"
I scoff and flick my hand out to my side "We're not leaving without her"
Malia furrows her brows "Why not?"
I jerk my head back and raise my brows at the humanity lessons with Scott not looking like they're working all that well, before stating "Because we're not, she's Scott's sister, she's my girlfriend– she's pretty important to our lives, I just–"
Scott walks over, gaining her attention from my fumbling loss of words at the thought of leaving the love of my life, and he chuckles nervously as he informs "We don't leave without people in a situation like this. Remember, we talked about this? Rules of the wild kingdom don't apply to friends."
Malia takes in his words and looks down to her feet, guilt looks to be radiating off of her as Kira looks over to her thoughtfully "Is that what you would do as a coyote, leave her for dead?"
Malia shrugs "If she was weak and injured, yeah– if hunting had been bad that season, I would eat her– then I'd leave"
Narrowing my eyes with that visual, Scott shakes his head "Alright, guys– we're not dead yet. And that means Araya wants something."
"But if the Calaveras don't know where Derek is, that means they didn't take him from the loft. Right?" Kira argues and I step closer to Scott to continue the thought process "Maybe he left on his own."
"Maybe someone else got to him."
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Addy POV
Araya grabs an orange and sets her knife against it to start cutting through the skin as she implores "How does it work? Do you need to touch them? Maybe I give you something they own. Or is it just a... a feeling?"
I sigh and shake my head with her words "I don't know, I... it's happened when I've touched something, I've been woken up by it, someone covered my ears and it triggered it, I'm learning as I go and I'm not doing all that great."
"You just need to train your hearing Addy. Give yourself some time to learn all that your powers can do for you, mija."
I move my eyes between hers as I digest her words. She smiles lightly before making a noise and tilting her head to the side "I have wondered just how close to death do they have to be?" She narrows her eyes and taps her fingers on the blade of the knife.
Her nail hits the blade a few times, almost calculated, and one of the men turn towards us. I widen my eyes realizing it's him he's who she's going to kill
I flick my eyes back to her with the realization and she smirks before she grasps the knife and throws it into his chest.
I let out a surprised scream as I stand up from the table, looking from his body and up to her as I rush out "What did you do that for?"
Araya shrugs as she states calmly "He stole from me"
I let out a soft scoff with her reasoning before I shake my head at her "What do you want?"
"Right now? I want to know about the supernatural twins that came all this way to visit me– specifically about your brother. Scott McCall– I want to know what kind of Alpha he really is."
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The guard she didn't kill walks me through the halls with a vice grip on my arm behind her.
She opens a door and I see Scott sitting backwards in a chair. His wrists are shackled in chains on either side of him and he's hunched forward resting his forehead against the top of the chair what the fuck is this?
I gasp and he lifts his head our direction as I whisper "Scotty–"
Scott sits up more on alert as the guard pushes me into the room and heads over to the chair next to Scott.
Scott pulls on his chains and directs his pleading words to Araya "Let her go. Look– you've got me. Just let my sister and the others go."
The guard sits me down before kneeling to lock the chains on my chair around my legs and wrists, much the same as Scott.
"Let me go man–" we hear a grunt coming from behind the door before my eyes widen when I see Severo bringing Stiles into the room with us okay now what the actual fuck is this?
Severo and another guard rushes over to grab Stiles' wrist when he starts fighting more once he sees me in front of him.
Severo pulls Stiles' hand over towards a table as he directs him with his words "Your hand goes here"
Severo waits for Stiles to acknowledge him before he turns to Scott and I "So, let me explain what's about to happen. The human here is going to turn the dial on his Alpha best friend– and if he doesn't, I turn the dial on his banshee girlfriend– makes things much more entertaining than choosing the fox with an immunity to the electricity– no?"
Araya smirks with a nod as Stiles grits his teeth and begins to fight the guards holding him, clipping out "Are you insane, no– I'm not doing this."
Severo and the other guard pull him towards the dial again "I see– are you sure? One of them has the power to heal– the other? Well she does not."
Stiles moves his eyes to me, and I don't think I've seen as much rage in him as I do right now.
I try to offer him a look that says we'll be okay, which he shakes his head at and licks his lips angrily.
Scott looks over to me before moving his eyes past me where Araya is standing next to me, questioning "What are you doing? Is this a game to you?"
Clasping her hands in front of her, Araya walks in front of us to answer him "This is a test, lobito. Let's see if you pass. We're going to ask some questions. You answer them, nobody gets hurt. You don't answer, we turn on the dial."
Scott looks over to Stiles and takes a deep breath to leave zero questioning of his words "Do what they say, man. Okay– whatever they want, keep her safe."
I turn my head from Stiles to him shaking my head "Scott–"
Not wavering his eyes from Stiles, Scott ignores me and makes sure Stiles hears him loud and clear "I can take it."
Stiles doesn't look my way either as he nods with Scott's words.
Araya doesn't waste a second "So... we don't know where Derek is. We want to find him as well. You know who took him."
Scott scoffs with his shock, looking to my shocked eyes quickly before answering her "What? How would I know that?"
Araya moves her hands with her disapproval "That doesn't sound like an answer to me"
I flick my head over her way as I gain her attention with the movement, and I connect me eyes with hers "We don't know who took him. Why do you think we came here?"
"Stiles, turn the dial," Araya shouts over her shoulder, taking half a second when nothing happens to argue "Should we turn the dial on Addy instead?"
Severo moves forward and both Stiles and Scott exclaim "No!" as Scott jerks his arms up "Do it, Stiles. Do it, man." he nods slightly, as he silently begs him to listen.
Stiles makes a face as he sniffles angrily and moves his hand slowly towards the dial.
Araya smirks at Scott as she states "Let's start at one"
Stiles slowly turns the dial and we hear the electricity crackle as Scott grabs the sides of the back of the chair, closing his eyes as he grunts through the pain coursing through him.
Tears well in my eyes watching him suffer through the pain, and I look over to Stiles who tries pulling against the guards holding him again.
Sparks are flying from the chains around his wrists as the electricity continues to crackle around us and she continues to shout at him without letting up "Tell me! Who actually has Derek? Who had a reason, a vendetta particular to the Hales?"
Through his panting breaths, Scott drops his head forward and shakes it as he looks up to her "I said I don't know."
Araya drops her mouth open in frustration to whisper out "Oh, you don't know because you haven't figured it out yet. So think! Who could've taken him?"
Severo mutters "Tres" to the dial and Stiles angrily pulls against him before Severo nods and reaches for my dial.
Scott pants, trying to catch his breath as he looks over to him "I'm fine Stiles– stop hesitating, it's okay"
Stiles grimaces and closes his eyes as he turns the dial more, earning Scott to throw his head back as he grips the chair even harder, turning his knuckles white.
Araya continues with her ridiculous questions "Who had the power? The power of a shapeshifter?"
Scott grunts and barely breathes out "I don't know"
I take a few quick breaths in through my tears that are free falling now watching as Scott is being tortured by this crazy family.
Araya makes a noise of frustration before she continues "Oh! Someone who could have turned without you knowing. Turned, but not by a bite!"
Scott clenches his teeth and glares up at her as he groans out "I don't know!"
Araya glares right back with her disappointment and huffs before clipping out "Diez!"
I gasp and look to Stiles who moves his eyes from me over to Araya who shouts again "Diez!"
Stiles glares and shakes his head "Fuck you, pretty sure this goes against your code."
Araya huffs and quickly walks over to the dial to turn it all the way to ten like she wanted.
Scott screams loudly, forming fists and pulling on the chains with the onslaught of electricity assaulting him.
Feeling like I'm sharing in the electricity pain with him, I turn my head from him and to Araya adding my own screams "Stop it! Stop it, you're killing him!"
She smirks my way and tilts her head to the side "You getting your banshee feeling you're too confused to follow mija? Hmm?"
Taking deep breaths, I glare at her before Scott roars his Alpha roar next to me as he lifts his arms up quickly, breaking the shackles around his wrists.
Araya moves her glaring eyes to Scott and nods her head "Say the name, Scott"
Scott takes a few deep breaths in, before he looks up to her and pants out "Kate"
Kate shut the front door fucking Argent? Well this is a twist
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After unchaining me and saying she needed to talk to Scott about what they knew about Kate, Araya walks out of the room with him.
Stiles and I get ushered outside, heading to where we parked the jeep when we first got here.
Once we get to the jeep and the guard dogs leave us alone, Stiles turns to me and wraps me in a hug with his arms around my hips, causing my back to hit the jeep with the force of his body crashing into mine.
I silently lift my arms up to wrap them behind his neck as he smashes his face into the crook of my neck.
He breathes in deeply, earning me to smile into his shoulder as I move my fingers up his neck to lightly scratch against the base of his scalp, offering as much comfort as I can.
Groaning with the action he lifts his head to rest his forehead against mine before he whispers "I'm sorry I didn't– they just took you"
I shake my head against his, causing him to open his eyes as I reassure "As much as I love you, there wasn't anything that was going to keep her from talking to me. It's okay– we're safe, I'm safe because of you"
"Yea because I had to put Scott through–"
I push up on my tippy toes and interrupt his words as I lock our lips together. Keeping one hand on my hip, he lifts the other to rest against the side of my face as he moves his lips against mine and deepens the kiss.
Leaving me absolutely breathless when I pull away, I clear my throat "Well you kept me from being tortured so I'm just going to say thank you on his behalf" I smile cheekily to lighten the mood.
Stiles chuckles and kisses my lips quickly between each of his next words "I love you– you're– just– too– adorable" earning light chuckles from me with his actions.
He moves his thumb against my cheek as he flicks his eyes between mine, before bending forward and connecting our lips again softly.
Reluctantly pulling away, I kiss him again quickly before I nod my head back the way we came "Come on, we need to go get the others"
I smile as he rolls his eyes, grumbling "fine" before he grasps one of my hands in his and moves us to open the door for me. Helping me climb in, he closes the door for me and walks around to his side.
We pull up to the side of the building where Araya said she would have Kira and Malia waiting, which they are.
Kira runs up and wraps her arms around me "Are you okay?– is Scott? where is he?"
Malia crosses her arms over her chest and nods behind her "These jerks won't tell us anything– they just keep manhandling us."
Looking over her shoulder, I snort at their faces with her words before I shake my head, connecting my eyes with hers again "He's okay now– considering the completely unnecessary bonding torture session with Araya, she's talking to him now" I state loudly just for her goons to hear
Malia nods before she furrows her brows "Who's Kate?"
Stiles shares a look with me and looks over to her "How do you know that name?"
Malia just shrugs and looks between us "I heard it when I was trying to focus on you guys and see what was happening. When I finally focused in on your screams of them killing him, I heard him say Kate."
I make an impressed face before I shake my head "Right, well umm– we'll fill you in on her later, let's just get out of here first."
We walk with them away from the building to lean back against the side of the jeep while we wait for Scott.
Stiles reaches over and grabs the belt loop on the side of my shorts, pulling me closer to him. I chuckle as I shift my feet to move with his pull "You know you used to just say 'come here', what's with all the pulling?"
He just shrugs as he sets one arm around me and rests his chin on the top of my head "We're together now, and you need to know that I need you to stand closer to me– especially on days when you were almost electrocuted"
I set my hand on his chest as I wrap my other around his back as I mutter with a soft smile "Noted."
It's a few minutes later when we see Scott and Araya come out of the building and share a few words already been talking to him for an hour, but what's a few more minutes
Scott walks our way and Stiles walks with me, lifting one arm out to his side when we come to a stop in front of Scott, questioning "So what now?"
"She thinks she knows where we can find Derek" Scott states incredulously.
I shake my head slightly "She gonna tell us where?"
Scott flicks his eyes over to me as he breathes out "Uh, actually, she's giving us a guide"
Stiles furrows his brows down to me before we hear a motorcycle rev and pull up next to us.
We step back closer to Scott as motorcycle chick takes off her helmet and Stiles hits Scott's shoulder "You know her?"
"Braeden" aka Isaac saving, arm bruising bank message girl
"Who's Braeden?" Kira asks and I look over to her to answer "She's a mercenary"
Braeden smirks over to me and looks between us "Right now, I'm the only one who's gonna take you to la iglesia"
I furrow my brows as I translate her words "The Church?"
"What's 'The Church'?" Stiles looks to me and I shrug as Braedon shakes her head, "It's not a place you'll find God."
We pile into the jeep, Scott grumbling as he climbs in last into the backseat "Just because you two are dating now, doesn't mean I'm always going to sit back here"
Stiles huffs, looking over his seat to Scott as I set the seat back and climb in the front and states "I don't really want to rest my hand on your leg when I'm driving dude"
Scott immediately groans through his annoyance "Fucking stop oversharing that, she's still my sister."
I snort with Scott's shriek and move my lips in between my teeth, holding in my laugh as I move my eyes over to Stiles who shakes his head, setting his hand on my thigh as he directs his words to Scott "Don't care dude, sorry."
Braedon starts up her bike and we follow her out of the city and on a dirt road into the plains south of us.
We've been driving for about twenty minutes when Malia leans in between the seat moving her question filled eyes between us "Okay, I'll ask. Who's Kate Argent?"
Kira's voice chimes in next "Uh, I'd like to know, too"
Stiles looks over to Scott and I "Well, we were at her funeral. So, I'd like to know how she got out of a casket that was buried six feet underground..."
"She was never in it" Scott offers and I take a deep breath in before looking over my shoulder at Malia and Kira to answer them "She was Allison's aunt– and a total sociopath"
My voice catches when I say Ally's name and Stiles' grip on my leg increases. I smile softly and move my hand on top of his to squeeze back.
Kira looks over to Scott "You don't have to talk about it now if you don't want to–"
"Um, yes, he does" Malia argues and Scott sighs softly "Yeah, she's right. You guys should know. You need to know"
Stiles takes a breath and starts story time "All right. Kate was the one who set the fire that killed most of Derek's family,"
"Some of them survived, like Cora, and Peter," Scott continues.
"A very angry Peter," I fill in and Scott elaborates "Yeah, he's the one who bit and turned me,"
I shrug "Also who attacked Lydia and I, triggering our inner banshees before he finally caught up to Kate and killed her,"
"And we saw her buried" Stiles tries again but Scott doesn't miss a beat "No. We saw a casket, remember? She wasn't in it. The Calaveras heard that Kate had been killed by an Alpha's claws. They wanted to make sure she was really dead. Her body was healing. More and more, as she got closer to a full moon. She was coming back. So they switched out the bodies. If a hunter is bit, they have to take their own life before they change. The Calaveras, they treat the code like law. They make it their responsibility to enforce it."
"Good for her. I wouldn't do it either," Malia chimes in before Scott counters "Would you kill half a dozen people to get out? Because that's what she did"
"So Kate's a werewolf now?" Kira questions and Scott shakes his head "I don't know. You know, there's a saying, sometimes the shape you take reflects the person you are."
"What kind of shape is sociopathic bitch?" I ponder just before there's a loud clanging noise in the jeep as it lurches to the side.
Stiles stops the jeep, and we all get out, helping Stiles open the hood to the engine that is smoking naturally all good signs
Braedon noticing us not behind her, turns around and comes to a stop in front of us on her bike, taking off her helmet "What happened?"
"I don't know. It felt like we hit something" Stiles answers and turns with me to examine the engine.
"Scott, we need to get there by night. It's too dangerous otherwise" Braedon rushes out frantically.
Scott looks torn to go with her and leave us. Stiles shares a look with me before looking back to Scott and nodding towards Braedon "Go"
"Not without you guys" Scott steps closer to Stiles and I with his disagreeing words and Stiles shakes his head "Dude, someone needs to find Derek. We'll figure something out. We always do. Just go."
At my reassuring smile, Scott sets his hands on our arms and mutters "Okay" before taking a few steps away from us.
Kira calls for him and they exchange a few words before he hugs her.
Braedon gives them a second before she exclaims "Scott, the sun's going down"
We watch Scott get on the bike with Braedon before I move to walk around the tires, seeing if we got a flat because it definitely sounded all sorts of bad.
I kneel by the passenger tire and something catches my eye up above in the wheel well.
I tilt my head to the side as I reach up to pull it out "Hey Sty– I don't think we hit something. I think something hit us."
I state, gaining his attention as I stand up and hold out the massive looking animal tooth that is almost as long as my forearm to him.
He wraps his fingers around it pulling it out of my hand to examine with a furrow of his brows.
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I grimace with dusk falling quickly and step closer to Stiles, resting my hands on the side of the open hood where he's working as I offer softly "Maybe we should just walk."
Stiles grabs the light out of his mouth, connecting his offended eyes with mine to rush out "Hey, I will never abandon this jeep. You understand me? Ever"
He angrily places the light back in his mouth and I scoff as I reach up to grab it.
He makes a noise with the action before I shine the light towards where he's working, earning him to gratefully look over to me.
I playfully roll my eyes at him "I didn't say we should abandon the jeep and walk back to Beacon Hills, calm down sparky– just saying so Scott has back up maybe we should walk before it gets even darker"
Malia's voice filters over to us "Work faster, guys. There's something out here with us"
Stiles shares a worried look with me before moving my hand holding the light to where he needs it and keeps working as night falls quickly around us.
"Adds, could you please hold the light still for a second? It's really hard to see anything if you keep shaking it like that."
"I'm shaking it like this because we're in the middle of nowhere, freezing and we're being attacked by yet another razor-clawed monster. And I'm terrified"
"Babe, focus okay– just be slightly less terrified, and keep your mind busy by holding this."
"What's this?" I flick my eyes from him to the part he placed in my hand a few times as he answers "I don't know. I'm hoping it's not important."
Stiles shrugs silently telling me to cut him a break when he notices the look I send him.
He sets his tools down, taking off his jacket and then his flannel which he hands to me.
Grabbing the light out of my hands so I can put the flannel on, he looks me over appreciatively as I lift my hair out to rest on top of the back of the shirt.
I smirk as I grab the light back and hand him his wrench as I mutter just above a whisper "Get back to work, Stilinski."
Licking his lips to hide his smirk, he does just as I ask before my attention is grabbed by Kira walking over.
She sets her katana blade out in front of the headlight, trying to shine the light a farther distance away from us.
"Did you see that?" Kira mutters, earning me to look over to her again just before we hear Malia screech her coyote growl and take off running.
"Malia, wait!" I exclaim and Kira nods "I'll cover her" before she takes off after our jumping the gun coyote friend.
I'm worriedly looking where they ran off to when Stiles makes a noise "There– try starting it up babe"
I hand him the light and jump down from the side of the hood I was sitting, opening the driver's door. It takes a few key turns before the jeep finally roars to life.
Stiles closes the hood just as Kira walks into the light of the headlights, helping a limping Malia over with her arm around Kira's shoulders.
I run up to them and grab her other arm to rest around my shoulder as we help her over to the jeep.
Once we're back on the road following the path Braedon was taking us, Kira makes a noise and directs her words to Malia "That doesn't look good."
"It's okay." Malia groans out slightly, earning me to turn to look over the seat and grimace towards her bleeding side "Are you sure? It looks deep"
Malia looks up, connecting her eyes with mine as she nods and smiles softly "I can feel it healing."
I shake my head softly, looking between the pair in the backseat "You didn't see anything?"
Malia grunts as she leans back in the backseat before she answers "Barely. It had a strong scent, though."
Stiles looks over to me and up in the rearview mirror with his question "Like what?"
"Like death" she grumbles, earning me to share a worried look with Stiles as he reaches over to set his hand on his place on my thigh.
We pull up to the ruin filled city and stop in front of the only standing building left, which just so happens to be the Church.
We get out and I drop my mouth open with who I watch Scott and Braedon carry out of the building with an arm around each of their shoulders.
I share a look with Stiles who looks just as shocked as me as he comes to a stop around the jeep next to me.
Malia stops on my other side, turning to me as she mutters "Is that him? Is that Derek?" he's half his age, but yea that's him
Making a noise I tilt my head to the side as I look back to Derek looking like he's half awake and Stiles answers "Uh, sort of"