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inlovewhithafairytale · 1 year

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First time you ever listen to me.

So this is an imagine that I wrote at 1am and I feel is not good at all. But here it is.

Warning: there are mentions of drowning

Yn was stiles stilinskis adopted sister. Being 2 years younger than him made stiles want to protect her from everything that had started to happen in their life's.

Yn was adopted by the stilinski family when she was 4, having been abandoned in a random house she had been brought to the sheriff's station. That day the sheriff's son was there and took a liking to the sweet shy 4 year old. The sheriff and his wife had always wanted to have more kids but couldn't so when Claudia met the little girl who had dark brown eyes and a sweet smile she completely fell in love with her and begged along with stiles to the sheriff to keep the girl.

So that's how you stilinski began her life, she was a smart kid who always had a smile on her pretty little face, but she always liked to be with her big brother no matter what, and stiles liking to have her around at all times placidly complied. When stile and yn met Scott they became inseparable and it was usual to see the two bigger boys and a young girl playing together.

Yn was close to her adoptive mother so when she became sick, and had to stay in the hospital it became normal to all the nurses and doctors to see brunett little girl with a small bouquet of flowers walking toward the room A13

When Claudia died when Yn was 8 she grieved the loss of her mother so bad that the sheriff got worried about the girl who refused to eat and sometimes stayed sitting staring at a wall, her mind somewhere else. Since then Yn became even closer to Stiles and every night she would go to his room holding Mr.bear and climb up to his side.

Years went by and Yn had a pretty normal life till her dear brother decided to go search for a dead body in the woods. That nightt was the time Yn's life would change for ever from that day on she had been included into her best friend's mayhem. Him becoming a werewolf, werewolf hunters, Derek. And the most recent supernatural creature. Kanima. Except they didn't know it was a kanima then.

Yn had been included in the plan to get the bestiary, which they had all formed to see what was the creature who had been lately roaming the streets of beacon hills. The plan didn't really go as expected and yn found herself by the swimming pools.

She had heard voices and went to see who was there. She came into the room just in time to see stiles and Derek go under the water, she went to help them, but her path was intercepted when a horrendous creature in all fours and a tail, pretty much like a lizard. She screamd and ran the other way. She though she could get out of there safely when she heard a snap and felt something slice slightly the back of her neck, right when she was beside the diving pool.

Yn felt her limbs go numb and she fell into the water.

Stiles had just resurfaced. When he though he heard a scream but he couldn't have actually heard it while holding a splashing and very much useless Derek up

"Did you hear that?" Stiles asked Derek whilst holding him up, which became more complicated by the minute.

" couldn't have heard anything while I was bellow the water" he gruffly answered.

Well you're not the one holding us both up"

Derek just grunted in reply when he saw the Kanima wasn't near their pool.

"Where's the lizard?" He asked trying to turn around.

"It was right ther- what's it doing near the diving pool?" Stiles started cutting himself out as he saw the lizard like creature looking into the water one pool away

"You can't expect me to answer that do you?" Replied a very annoyed Derek spitting water our of his mouth.

While stiles and Derek were complaining, Yn was fighting against her own body to get to the surface. She felt her lungs where going to explode as she begged her body to function, but she had kanima venom in her system and it wouldn't wear off in a while. She tried to think, to scream for help knowing that Stiles would come and get her. But the only thing that got out of her mouth were boubles as she sank further in. She felt her head go dizzy at the lack of oxygen. But she refused to open her mouth till the very last moment. She felt herself grow tired as she felt he lungs would collapse, and she let the water in. After a while she didn't feel anything. She fought against the darkness that tried to consume her. She though about her family, her new friends, of her future life. And for a while, it helped her fight. But she soon realized none one was coming to save her. That maybe it was for the better altogether, she'd miss her family. But it was for the better. It was all for the better. And then she closed her eyes and let the darkness consume her.

Stiles felt himself being pulled out of the water and into the ground. He grunted as he hit the floor and he heard derek grunt as well as he fell beside him. Stiles looked up at Scott " thank God, I was wondering when you'd come!"

His best friend gave him a small smile down at him.

" it was a kanima, " Derek said" that's why it turned around when it saw its reflection"

"Where did you leave Yn?" Asked stiles sitting up.

" what do you mean? I left her here with you?" Scott replied furrowing his eyebrows at the boy

"No Scott she left with you." Stiles started to get worried

"Stiles when I leaved I left her here"

"Stiles didn't you say you heard something?" Derek asked him stiffly sitting up

"Yes, I thought I heard a-"Stiles cutting himself up when the truth hit him "oh my God" he quickly lifted himself in his feet and ran toward the diving pool" God please don't let her be in the pool" he quietly muttered to himself.

Scott had quickly followed him helping Derek up.

But surly stiles saw at the bottom the frame of a body. He didn't think twice abou diving in. He quickly took the small frame in his arms and swam back up.

He pulled Yn's body out. Scott looked down at the girl and saw that her lips where blue and her face deadly pale.

Stiles saw it to but he denied the truth, he gently shook Yns body

"Yn common wake up" he said" please don't live me, Yn please common baby wake up" he gently slapped her face but nothing, stiles felt fear gripp him" no, no no no, common Yn, you need to wake up".

Scott was already on the phone calling an ambulance and Derek, being the adult of the group, he quickly took stiles arm." Start doing Cpr"

Stiles could vaguely remember how he started pounding aging Yn chest"one,two, three..." and giving her mouth to mouth. He didn't remember how the tears slid down his cheeks as he tried to bring back to life his little sister.

He started sobbing when he saw she wasn't answering any of his pleads for her to fight. He hit her chest when a gentle cough came from the girls blue lips as the ambulances sirens was heard in the distance.

His eyes widened and he looked back to Scott who had been o the phone whith his mom and giving stiles directions on how to keep doing the CPR properly. " mom she coughed"

" her heartbeat's slow" derek told him and in that moment the paramedics burst through the pool room and to Yns side.

Stiles didn't remember how he ended up in the ambulance in the way to the hospita, holding yn-s cold hand in his. Or how his dad had to hold him from going in with the paramedics while they took Yn to a room to try and bring her back because her heart had stopped again.

Stiles sobbed into his dad's shoulder, dripping wet as he was " it'll be all right Stiles" his dad tried to comfort him when the truth was he was as scared as his son, that they would lose Yn.

Scott was whith them in the waiting room with his mom ad well as Lydia, Allison, Isaac and Derek, who had arrivquickly after Scott's mom called them. They were all extremely worried for the girl that had brought so much happiness into their life's with her shy way, the way she smiled and the way she was always there for people when they needed someone.

Aftera few minutes the doctor came out with sober look in his face. " we're sorry but Yn haven't survived." Everyone in the waiting room gasped at the words, everyone's eyes watered at the though that such a young life would be ended so unexpectedly. Stiles looked up tears falling from his eyes.

" Can I see her?" He asked quietly as he cleaned his cheeks from tears only for new ones to take place.

The doctor nodded and stiles went into the room where his sister laid motionless. He chocked a sob put as he looked at the once face that was so full of life a few hours ago.

"Why did you leave?" He whispered to her." Please fight, Yn I need you, please, you can't go. Don't live me like mom did."

Stiles took her hand in his and gently squeezed it as he cleaned his face with the sleeve of his shirt, only to realize he was still wet form half hour ago.

Then out of nowhere a gasp came from Yns lips and she shot up from where she laid . Stiles jumped away from her in surprise and the doctor and his dad rushed to the door of the room to see what was happening.

"Yn?" Siles whispered to his supposed dead sister.

When Yn turned to him stiles saw that her eyes were glowing violet but quickly faded to their natura brown color when she saw him.

"Stiles" she gasped out before stiles tackled her in a hug holding her close.

" I thought you were dead" he said against her damp hair.

"I heard you telling me to fight"

" well first time you ever listen to anything I say" he muttered holding her tighter against him.

So part 2? This took me so long to write. Hope you guys like it

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mxltifxnd0m · 23 days

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SHAMELESS PROMO TIME BC I HAVEN'T DONE IT YET

go check out my wattpad for oc x character stuff if you're into that kind of stuff

i have 2 books up and 1 planned and being written

they're all crossovers with SPN (shut up its my new hyperfixation and I can't control myself LMAO)

In Progress:

Free Falling - Teen Wolf x Supernatural, Stiles x Olympia (sister winchester oc!)

Young Blood - PJO x Supernatural, Percy x Mavis (sister winchester oc!)

Planned (soon to be posted):

Animal - Teen Wolf x Supernatural, Isaac x Cynna (sister winchester oc!)

i would appreciate if you guys checked them out!!

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gryfflepuffinthetardis · 3 months

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Embers in the Sky Season One Summary

Milo Stilinski is the younger twin sister to Stiles Stilinski who's just as mischievous, sarcastic, snarky yet possesses nerves of steel and a heart of gold as he is. One of the two best teen detectives of Beacon Hills.

She is the antisocial tomboy best friend and polar opposite of Lydia Martin, best friends since they met in the sand box.

One day they drag their best friend, Scott McCall into the woods and their lives change forever but is it for the better? Especially after when she's bitten and she doesn't turn like Scott did… or at least not in the same way that Scott does.

Isaac Lahey x Stilinski!Sister

Derek Hale x Stilinski!Sister (Mostly on her end but implied that if she were legal he would act on it to. The legal age in America is eighteen in case you don’t know.)

Theo Raeken x Stilinski!Sister

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soulofapatrick · 1 year

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Aleks Stilinski (Teen Wolf OC)

PORTRAYED BY: Daria Sidorchuk

BIRTHDAY: January 5th, 1998

HEIGHT: 5ft 6

STATUS: Alive

HOGWARTS HOUSE: Hufflepuff/Gryffindor

PERSONALITY TYPE: ISFP

RELATIONSHIP STATUS: Engaged

OCCUPATION: police officer

FAMILY

Elias Stilinski (paternal grandfather)

Noah Stilinski (father)

Claudia Gajos (mother)

Mieczyslaw “Stiles” Stilinski (brother)

INTERESTS:

Photography

Solving crimes

Matchmaking

SPECIES:

Human

RELATIONSHIPS

Allison Argent (best friend)

Kira Yukimura (best friend)

Isaac Lahey (platonic soulmates)

Lydia Martin (friend)

Liam Dunbar (friend)

FAMILY BOND

Two years younger than stiles

Never got to properly know her mother

Loves her dad

Would die for her family

Very tight knit family

ALIASES:

Aleks (most people)

Sandy (Noah sometimes)

Lexa (Scott and Allison)

PARTNERS:

Has a crush on her brother’s best friend - Scott - since she could remember

Too scared to actually do anything about it

Supportive of Scott and Allison then Scott and Kira

Had enough of pining by season 4b so 5a episode one she blurts out to Scott that she loves him

They begin to date and stiles is like finally

Scott proposes to her after the war

SHIP NAME AND KIDS

Scandra = Scott + Aleksandra

Mccallilinski = McCall + Stilinski

Perseus Stiles McCall - Brenton Thwaites

Cassandra Claudia McCall - Lucca Hollestelle

#teen wolf oc #teen wolf x oc #Scott mccall x oc #Scott mccall x stiles sister #stiles stilinski sister

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sexualtensiongrowing21 · 3 months

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Little excerpt from my fic 💕

Fur, Fangs and Forbidden Feelings

Stiles Stilinski x OC McCall!

Stiles POV:

Pulling into the McCall driveway Scott jumps out saying he’ll talk to me tomorrow. Before Ar climbs out she sits in the passenger seat and clears her throat. “Hey Stiles?” I look over to her. Her blonde hair is tied into a messy bun on top of her head. She had already washed off her makeup by the time I got here earlier and she's wearing one of my old hoodies. She's had it for so long she probably doesn't even know it's mine. I wonder if she knows how breathtaking she is. Or how nervous I get when we are alone.

Realizing that I'm just gawking at her I respond “uh--yeah?” She gives me a small smile “I think you are more like Batman than Scott could ever be.” She leans over and places a kiss on my cheek. I’m frozen in place. If I had moved my face a few millimeters our lips could have been touching… And that thought is the only thing I can think about the rest of the night. She leaves the car saying goodnight and I'm stuck sitting here hoping that I didn't screw up my once chance to date this amazing, considerate, beautiful girl.

I had one of those dreams again tonight… Like always, they are about my best friend's twin sister.

#stiles stilinksi imagine #stiles stilinski #stiles stilinski x oc #teen wolf stiles #stiles fanfiction #stiles stilinksi fanfiction #my fanfiction #Fur Fangs and Forbidden Feelings #excerpts #sex dream

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tudorscrown · 29 days

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Call It What You Want

Young!Derek Hale x OC

masterlist ; part one ; part three ; part four

Novalie barley slept that night. Her head scanning thoughts that seemed impossible. 'How could one guy move so fast? I barely turned around for a minute.'

When seven am stroke, she finally got up and ready for school. She put on a black crop top and dark green cargo pants. She grabbed her bag that held her unfinished homework and went downstairs to greet her dad and little brother.

"Hey, dad! Hey, Mischief!" She said upon arrival.

Her little brother groaned in response, it being way too early for her to be happy. Noah Stilinski smiled at his only daughter in response.

"I'm going to school, Stiles, want a ride?" She said the last part for her little brother who hated taking the bus. He always said the bus was for loosers and admired his sisters car that once belonged to their mom once upon a time.

Stiles jumped up, suddenly awake. "Hell yes!"

Their dads eyebrows shot up. "Stiles! No swearing!" He scolded. "And Nova? Make sure he sits in the back seat, okay?"

Nova grabbed her car keys and with her back turned, gave him a thumbs up even though everyone and their mom knew that Stiles was never going to sit in the back seat when his sister was driving.

They pulled up to the elementary school where Stiles and his best friend, Scott McCall, go to and Novalie parked.

"Okay, mischief. This is where we part." She faced him in her seat.

"I don't wanna go to school, Nova." He whined.

"Too bad." She scanned the parking lot. "Hey isn't that the girl you like?"

Stiles' head snapped up and immediately found the 9 year old girl with green eyes and strawberry blonde hair.

Novalie smiled at him. "Okay, so go say hi or whatever 9 year olds do. Dads picking you up and I'm going to school."

With a nod of his head, Stiles leapt out of the jeep and made his way to his classroom, after staring at Lydia Martin (his obsession) for 5 minutes.

Nova arrived at Beacon Hills High School, the place of her torture. As she parked her beat up jeep into a parking space, she heard a thud on her car door. She stopped her car as it was fully in the space and opened the door to find the one and only, Derek Hale.

She rolled her eyes as he stood near the headlights, staring at her.

"What do you want, Hale?" She said as she grabbed her bag.

"What were you doing there?" He said. His voice was demanding, almost cold.

"Doing where?" Novalie shut her car door and started to walk between the parked cars and to the front of the school.

"You know where." He said as he followed her.

"I followed my dad, okay? He's a deputy, he gets all sorts of interesting shit."

Derek grabbed her arm and spun her around. "You better not go there again."

Novalie ripped her arm out of his iron grip. "Easy on the hands there, Hale. And besides, why would I. It's an infestation for all things weird. No wonder you live there." With that, she turned on her heel and made her way to English. She hates English.

#derek hale #young derek hale #teen wolf #season 3 #wattpad #tudorscrown

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crybabytecrs · 1 year

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M U S E S

FEMALES / without fandom

・❥・VALERIE | [19-25] | madelyn cline ・❥・HAILEE | [19-26] | emily alyn lind ・❥・BROOKLYN | [19-25] | maia reficco ・❥・EMORY | [21-26] | sydney sweeney ・❥・DELILAH | [20-25] | kathryn newton ・❥・VICTORIA | [20-25] | abigail cowen ・❥・VIOLET | [18-25] | lily rose depp ・❥・OPHELIA | [20-26] | kristine froseth ・❥・AURORA | [19-26] | dove cameron ・❥・AYLEEN | [19-26] | jenna ortega ・❥・CASSIDY | [19-24] | hailee steinfeld ・❥・NOVA | [19-24] | grace van dien ・❥・JORDYN | [19-25] | natalia dyer ・❥・BLAIR | [20-27] | alexa demie ・❥・MADDIE | [18-24] | katie douglas

MALES / without fandom

・❥・LOGAN | [20-26] | benjamin wadsworth ・❥・MILES | [21-29] | drew starkey ・❥・AIDEN | [20-26] | jacob elordi ・❥・ELIJAH | [21-26] | rudy pankow ・❥・NOLAN | [20-25] | ross lynch ・❥・VINCE | [20-25] | gavin casalegno ・❥・FYNN | [21-27] | timothée chalamet ・❥・NIC | [20-26] | chase stokes ・❥・JUSTIN | [21-28] | thomas doherty ・❥・TONY | [34-42] | chris evans ・❥・MILO | [19-24] | joe kerry ・❥・JESSE | [21-30] | dylan o'brien ・❥・AARON | [22-29] | tyler posey ・❥・CHASE | [20-27] | cody christian ・❥・BENJI | [19-26] | christopher briney

FEMALES / with fandom

MALES / with fandom

— my fandom muses are usually just for rp’s on discord, means i probably wont use them in threads on tumblr. but still, if you’re feeling like doing a canon x oc just ask!!

FEMALES / canon

MALES / canon

#𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐲 𝐛𝐲 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐫𝐮𝐥𝐞𝐬. [-𝐦𝐮𝐬𝐞𝐬.]

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ghxst-heart · 2 years

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ᴄʟᴀɴᴅᴇsᴛɪɴᴇ ─ ʙᴏᴏᴋ ᴏɴᴇ ᴏғ ᴛʜᴇ ᴇᴛᴇʀɴᴀʟ sᴇʀɪᴇs

sᴏᴘʜᴏᴍᴏʀᴇ ʏᴇᴀʀ ─ ᴛʜᴇ ʏᴇᴀʀ sʜᴇ ᴅɪsᴄᴏᴠᴇʀᴇᴅ ᴡᴇʀᴇᴡᴏʟᴠᴇs.

‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎Kat has always known what she was going to do with her life. She would enjoy school with her best friends, maybe even a boyfriend. She would cheer on the Beacon Hills Cyclones with the sparkly pom-poms her mom waved before her. She would ace all of her classes and become known among her friends as their resident overachiever. She would jumpstart her medical career and intern at the local hospital.

‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎But that all changed when she discovered that her brother had a secret identity.

‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎Kat has never liked secrets. They made her uneasy; they made her wish for the time when she thought she knew everything. Secrets made her wish that things were back to normal. But, after the biggest revelation of her life, she's left wandering through the supernatural world with no time to adjust to her new normal.

‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎Kat's life has completely flipped itself on its head and is now filled with werewolves, giant lizard creatures, and dozens of glowing eyes rather than her black-and-white world of science. Can she handle it?

ᴛʀɪɢɢᴇʀ ᴡᴀʀɴɪɴɢs: Typical violence from the show, werewolves, teenaged angst, slight sexual themes, i think that's all? ɴᴇᴇᴅ ᴛᴏ ᴋɴᴏᴡ ɪɴғᴏ: Main OC is Scott McCall's half-sister, there are six (6) original characters, friends to lovers with Stiles Stilinski, book one covers Seasons 1 & 2 of Teen Wolf ɪɴᴄʟᴜᴅᴇs: Fem!OC, Romantic!OC X Stiles Stilinski

ᴘᴀʀᴛ ᴏɴᴇ ─ ᴡᴇʟᴄᴏᴍᴇ ʙᴀᴄᴋ ᴛᴏ ʙᴇᴀᴄᴏɴ ʜɪʟʟs

ᴘᴀʀᴛ ᴛᴡᴏ ─ ᴏᴜᴛ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴛʜᴇ ᴏʟᴅ . . .

ᴘᴀʀᴛ ᴛʜʀᴇᴇ ─ ғɪʀsᴛ ᴡɪɴ ғᴏʀ ʙᴇᴀᴄᴏɴ ʜɪʟʟs

ᴘᴀʀᴛ ғᴏᴜʀ ─ ᴄᴏᴜɢᴀʀ ᴏʀ ᴍᴏᴜɴᴛᴀɪɴ ʟɪᴏɴ?

ᴘᴀʀᴛ ғɪᴠᴇ ─ ᴀ ᴛᴇʀʀɪғʏɪɴɢ ʟᴇssᴏɴ ᴀᴛ ɴɪɢʜᴛ sᴄʜᴏᴏʟ

ᴘᴀʀᴛ sɪx ─ . . . ɪɴ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴛʜᴇ ɴᴇᴡ

ᴘᴀʀᴛ sᴇᴠᴇɴ ─ ᴛʜᴇ ᴡᴏʟғ's ᴏᴜᴛ ᴏғ ᴛʜᴇ ʙᴀɢ

ᴘᴀʀᴛ ᴇɪɢʜᴛ ─ ᴇᴍᴏᴛɪᴏɴᴀʟ ᴡʜɪᴘʟᴀsʜ

ᴘᴀʀᴛ ɴɪɴᴇ ─ ᴛʜᴇ ᴡɪɴᴛᴇʀ ғᴏʀᴍᴀʟ

ᴘᴀʀᴛ ᴛᴇɴ ─ ʟᴏsᴛ ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ ᴘʀᴇsᴇʀᴠᴇ

ᴘᴀʀᴛ ᴇʟᴇᴠᴇɴ ─ ᴛʜᴇ ғᴜʟʟ ᴍᴏᴏɴ

ᴘᴀʀᴛ ᴛᴡᴇʟᴠᴇ ─ ᴋᴀᴛ sᴇᴇs ᴅᴇᴀᴅ ᴘᴇᴏᴘʟᴇ

ᴘᴀʀᴛ ᴛʜɪʀᴛᴇᴇɴ ─ ʙᴇᴀᴄᴏɴ ʜɪʟʟs: ʜᴏᴍᴇ ᴏғ ᴛʜᴇ ʟɪᴢᴀʀᴅ ᴘᴇᴏᴘʟᴇ

ᴘᴀʀᴛ ғᴏᴜʀᴛᴇᴇɴ ─ sɪɴᴋ ᴏʀ sᴡɪᴍ

ᴘᴀʀᴛ ғɪғᴛᴇᴇɴ ─ ɪᴛ's ᴜs ᴠᴇʀsᴜs ᴛʜᴇᴍ

ᴘᴀʀᴛ sɪxᴛᴇᴇɴ ─ ɪᴛ's ᴄᴏᴍᴘʟɪᴄᴀᴛᴇᴅ

ᴘᴀʀᴛ sᴇᴠᴇɴᴛᴇᴇɴ ─ ᴄᴀᴜsᴛɪᴄ ʜᴜᴍᴏʀ

ᴘᴀʀᴛ ᴇɪɢʜᴛᴇᴇɴ ─ ᴊᴜsᴛ ᴀɴᴏᴛʜᴇʀ ʙᴏʀɪɴɢ ᴅᴇᴛᴇɴᴛɪᴏɴ

ᴘᴀʀᴛ ɴɪɴᴇᴛᴇᴇɴ ─ ɪɢɴᴏʀᴀɴᴄᴇ ɪs ʙʟɪss

ᴘᴀʀᴛ ᴛᴡᴇɴᴛʏ ─ ᴛʜᴇ ᴄᴀʟᴍ

ᴘᴀʀᴛ ᴛᴡᴇɴᴛʏ-ᴏɴᴇ ─ ᴛʜᴇ sᴛᴏʀᴍ

ᴘᴀʀᴛ ᴛᴡᴇɴᴛʏ-ᴛᴡᴏ ─ ʜʏᴘᴇʀᴠɪɢɪʟᴀɴᴄᴇ

ᴘᴀʀᴛ ᴛᴡᴇɴᴛʏ-ᴛʜʀᴇᴇ ─ ᴛʀᴜᴛʜ ᴡɪʟʟ ᴏᴜᴛ

ᴘᴀʀᴛ ᴛᴡᴇɴᴛʏ-ғᴏᴜʀ ─ ᴠɪᴄᴛᴏʀʏ ᴄᴀʟʟ

I do NOT consent to have my work posted, translated, or published to any third-party app or site without my explicit knowledge and consent. My works are exclusively available on Tumblr, Wattpad, and AO3under the username ghxst-heart.

#ghxst-heart #ghxst-heart masterlists #ghxst-heart clandestine #teen wolf imagine #teen wolf fic #stiles stilinski imagine #stiles stilinski fic

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peoniarose · 2 years

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WIPs

Rules…Post the names of all the files in your WIP folder regardless of how non-descriptive or ridiculous. Let people send you an ASK with the title that most intrigues them, and then post a little snippet of it or tell them something about it! Tag as many people as you have WIPs…

I saw that the amazing @justfandomwritings had this and thought it would be fun to participate.

Well when it comes to my WIP list Goose couldn’t have said it any better...

So without further ado here are my WIPs…

1. Back at You (Jimmy Woo x Reader)

2. Puzzle Pieces (sister!Pearson x OC)

3. Turning Tides (title is a work in progress) (Zuko x OC)

4. Sister Bridgerton (the title is a work in progress) (sister!Bridgerton x OC)

5. Found Out (Tom Branson x Reader)

6. Super Mom (Miracle Guy x OC)

7. Newest Recruit (Steve Rogers x Reader)

8. Something Soft (Steve Murphy x Javier Pena)

9. TJ (title is a work in progress) (Eliot Spencer x OC)

10. My Wife (Foggy Nelson x Reader)

11. Dear Friend (a Perks of Being a Wallflower Fanfic)

12. Roadhouse Fanfic (John Dalton x waitress!reader)

13. EZ Reyes x Reader

14.The Coach’s Daughter (Scott McCall x OC)

15. Once in a Blue Moon (title is a work in progress) (Stiles Stilinski x OC)

16. Flowers and Fangs (Scott McCall x OC)

17. Theodosia Rodan of Riversong (Geralt x OC)

18. Dick Grayson x Reader

19. That Place Under the Trees (Steve Rogers x Reader)

20. To You on This Day (original, OC x OC)

21. Ages of Heroes (original story)

22. The Mackenzie Diaries (The Vampire Diaries fanfic) (Elijah x OC?, Jeremy x OC?)

Soooo...yeah I have a long WIPs list. There are even more, but I’ll it to what is listed above...

I shall nonpressure tag anyone who wants to participate and have fun!

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M U S E S

FEMALES / without fandom

・❥・VALERIE | [19-25] | madelyn cline ・❥・HAILEE | [19-26] | sydney sweeney ・❥・BROOKLYN | [19-25] | maia reficco ・❥・EMERY | [21-26] | madelaine petsch ・❥・DELILAH | [20-25] | kathryn newton ・❥・VICTORIA | [20-25] | abigail cowen ・❥・VIOLET | [18-25] | lily rose depp ・❥・OPHELIA | [20-26] | kristine froseth ・❥・AURORA | [19-26] | dove cameron ・❥・VIVIENNE | [19-26] | kaylee bryant ・❥・CASSIDY | [19-24] | hailee steinfeld ・❥・JESSICA | [19-24] | josephine langford ・❥・JORDYN | [19-25] | natalia dyer ・❥・BLAIR | [20-27] | alexa demie ・❥・MADDIE | [18-24] | katie douglas

MALES / without fandom

FEMALES / with fandom

MALES / with fandom

— my fandom muses are usually just for rp’s on discord, means i probably wont use them in threads on tumblr. but still, if you’re feeling like doing a canon x oc just ask!!

FEMALES / canon

MALES / canon

#- 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐲 𝐛𝐲 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐫𝐮𝐥𝐞𝐬. [-𝐦𝐮𝐬𝐞𝐬.]

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You’ll Always Be My Hero - Chapter 95 ; Pressure Test

Author: @harringtonstilinski Characters: Stiles Stilinski x Emma Thomas (OC) Word Count: 5,965 Warnings: angst, tiny bit of fluff, mentions of guns & gun shots, mentions of dead bodies, minor character deaths A/N: Hi, friends! 95 Chapters down, 5 to go!! If you like this chapter, please do not hesitate to reblog and give some feedback, whether it be in the reblogs, comments, or my inbox. As always, read at your own risk and enjoy 😊

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Next morning, Scott, Malia, Lydia, Liam and I were standing in Sheriff’s office, my dad and mom included. Sheriff set down a folder with two pictures of two teens clipped to the front of it.

“I’m not letting them out,” Sheriff said. “We’ve got bodies with slash marks. They confessed to killing two people.”

“Hunters,” Scott and I said.

“People, kids,” Dad said. “Self-defense or not, they’re still here, the other guys are dead. And there’s a process we have to follow.”

“Yeah, but Dad, you know what’s happening around here,” I said. “It’s not safe for them.”

“This may actually be the safest place for them in Beacon Hills, Emma,” Sheriff argued.

“At least we can protect them here,” Dad said.

“Noah,” I whispered, leaning against the front of his desk on my hands. “Would Stiles think that? Especially if one of your Deputies is working for Gerard? Ya’know, the guy that took your son and beat him up?”

“I’m not buying that,” Sheriff said. “We know these deputies like the backs of our hands. Know their families, kids, brothers and sisters. We know who they are and we trust them.”

“While that may be true, Noah,” I said, voice raising with each of my next words. “You know who they were. There’s something out there. Everyone’s afraid, and it’s getting worse.”

“Yeah, you can’t protect two werewolves from hunters if they’re already on the inside,” Scott said, voice surprisingly calm.

Sheriff looked at Scott and I before letting his eyes scan over Malia, Lydia and Liam… who were standing there kind of awkwardly before letting his eyes land on the girl behind us. “It’s Quinn, right?”

She looked up and nodded her head, confirming his question to her.

“You’re sure it was a deputy who shot you?” Dad asked. “Absolutely, 100% sure?”

She nodded her head again, almost like she was scared of ratting this deputy out before launching into explanation. “I saw flashing lights. A police car. I--I saw a badge, a gun, and then they shot me. They shot me in the head and that’s all I remember.”

“It wasn’t this Deputy was it?” Sheriff asked. I looked over at him, seeing him pointing at Dad, Quinn’s voice soon following, “No, it wasn’t him.”

“Okay, you can calm down,” I said, putting my hand out towards her. “We’re just trying to help.”

Sheriff breathed in deeply, standing up straighter. “Emma, there’s a couple holes in her story.”

“Maybe because there’s a hole in her head,” Lydia sassed, to which Malia chuckled at.

“I’m sorry,” Malia said.

I sighed and closed my eyes, shaking my head. “Noah, we need to get Jiang and Tierney out of here before anyone realizes they’re here.”

“She’s right,” Scott said.

“See?! Even Scott agrees,” I exclaimed.

“And take them where?” Dad asked.

“Daddy--”

“No, Emma. We can’t let him go,” Dad said, voice raised.

“Carter, go easy on her,” Mom said, putting her hand on Dad’s shoulder. “She’s stressed enough as it is.”

“Daddy, if you keep them here, then--” I said.

“Look, if there’s a problem--” Dad said, before getting interrupted by lights shining from outside.

Dad and Sheriff ran out of the office, 6 out of the 7 of us following.

“Get away from the windows,” Sheriff said. “Put those guns away.” The other officers in the building put their guns back in the holsters at Sheriff’s command.

“I’m guessing you know who’s out there,” Parrish said.

“I got a pretty good idea,” Sheriff breathed.

I walked forward and stood next to Parrish, knowing exactly who they were talking about. “Noah, they’ll be armed to the teeth.”

Taking his gun from his holster, I furrowed my brows as he said, “Which is why I won’t be.”

“Noah, what the hell are you doing?” I asked, watching as he set his gun on Dad’s desk.

“I’m going with you,” Parrish and Dad said.

“Parrish, no. You’re gonna get some deputies, check the exits, and hope we’re not completely surrounded,” Sheriff said. “Carter, you’re with me.” Leaning closer to Parrish, he said, “And keep an eye out. Let’s make sure we’re all on the same side here. Also, make sure she doesn’t do anything reckless.”

Parrish looked back at me for a second before turning his back in Sheriff’s direction. Dad kissed my temple as he walked by us, following his best friend out the door. I felt arms around my shoulders, not caring about the fact that they were pulling me back into Sheriff’s office.

Malia was standing at the window, holding the blinds down as I stood beside my mom, her arm wrapped around me. Malia quickly backed up, saying after a couple seconds, “We have to get out of here.”

“Give them a chance,” Scott said. “They know what they’re doing.”

“I am giving them a chance,” Malia said, freaked out. “They can talk all they want, but we have to get the hell out of here.”

“How do we get Jiang and Tierney out?” Liam asked.

“Screw them. That’s Stilinski and Thomas’ job.”

“But it’s our job to keep them alive,” Scott said.

“Yeah, and you might want to watch what you say about my dad and Sheriff,” I said. “If it weren’t for them, you wouldn’t have had a home to go back to after we saved your ass.”

“Emma,” Mom said, grip on my shoulders tightening. “Honey, calm down.”

I let out a shuddered breath. “I’m sorry.”

Theo walked in, looking dead at Scott. “Not mine.”

“Do you want me to kill him?” Liam asked.

“No, just leave him,” Malia said. “Can we please, just go?”

“We’re not going anywhere,” Quinn enunciated. “Don’t you get it? We’re trapped. They have all of the windows and doors covered. We’re going to die in here.”

“Does someone wanna kill her?” Theo asked.

“Shut up!” Malia growled, walking a couple steps towards Theo.

Jumping over to her, Scott put his hand on her arm saying, “Malia, hey. Take a breath. You’re shaking.”

Malia looked down at Scott’s hand, breathing heavily as she states, “I’m fine.”

Walking up to the pair, Lydia said, “Guys, there’s only a dozen of them out there. We can take them.”

“Did you suddenly forget the part where they have rifles, pistols, and ARs?” I asked. “We’d all be dead on the spot.”

“Emma, they’re the last of Satomi’s pack,” Liam said. “We can’t leave them behind.”

Scott looked around at everyone, eyes landing on mine for a second before I slowly shook my head. Don’t think he got the message because he looked at Malia and said, “Okay. We go. But Jiang and Tierney are coming with us.”

Liam nodded his head in agreement and I just sighed loudly. Walking out of the office, I heard Scott call my name before grabbing my arm and turning me around to face him. “What the hell are you doing?”

“If you wanna get yourself killed by trying to run, be my guest,” I said. “But if I’m gonna do something at trying to save the supernaturals in this town, it’ll be trying to negotiate something with Monroe.” What he didn’t know was that I had another plan up my sleeve. I walked out of the building, hands up as red lasers pointed at my chest. “I don’t even have claws or fangs, so those won’t be necessary.”

Monroe looked at the people behind her, nodding her head to let them know it was okay to put their weapons down… even though she didn’t fully trust me being out here. “Do you know what a subduction zone is, Sheriff?”

“I do,” I said, moving to stand in front of my dad and Sheriff.

“Oh, Emma, please no,” they both said.

“It’s when tectonic plates are crushing together with enormous force,” I informed her. “One of two things can happen. Either pressure releases with a series of small quakes or an entire city levels with one devastating quake.” I crossed my arms, letting out a deep breath.

“Smart girl,” Monroe said. “I’m impressed, but we need to release the pressure.”

Wanting to fuck with her, I said, “So, if by release the pressure you mean murder two teens--” I let out a breathy chuckle. “Yeah, that’s not gonna happen. Good try, though.”

She looked me dead in the face, taking one step closer to me. If she thought I was going to back down, well, she thought wrong. “Right now, Emma, I’m the only thing holding this mob back from killing you first then storming the station.” Looking around at the people behind her, they all raised their guns again, cocking them to get the round into the chamber. “And at some point, Emma… they’re gonna stop listening to me.”

Putting his hand on my shoulder, Dad asked, “Do you want a bloodbath?” I wasn’t sure if he was talking to me or Monroe, but we both answered, “I’m trying to stop one.”

“All you have to do is bring them out,” Monroe said. “I don’t care if they’re dead or alive.”

I hummed, tilting my head to the side, lips scrunched. “I think I know which one you’d rather prefer, though.”

After a negotiation and stare down later, Sheriff, Dad and I walked back in the station. At seeing all my friends at the back door, I sighed, “Nobody’s going anywhere.”

“I can get through them,” Lydia said.

“We’re not gonna fire the first shot,” Dad said. “Now, get back from the door.”

“All of you,” Sheriff said. “Parrish, get these two back in their cell.”

Parrish moved around us to take Jiang and Tierney back to their cell as Scott moved towards us, looking at me and asking, “What happened?”

“Well,” I said, crossing my arms. “I negotiated. Using Stiles’ tactics, of course.”

“And?” Scott asked.

I sighed and looked at Sheriff before looking back at Scott. “She gave them until midnight.” Turning to face my dad, I said, “Daddy, we need to block the doors. Desks, filing cabinets, whatever.”

“Alright, sweetheart,” Dad said, kissing my temple before instructing everyone else what to do. Feeling my phone vibrate in my back pocket, I removed it to look at my screen, seeing that Stiles was calling. Sighing, I swiped across the screen, answering his call. “Hey, handsome. Now’s not a good time.”

“Why? What’s wrong?”

“Uhm, just trying to stop a bloodbath, is all,” I said, watching as Malia, Scott, Sheriff and Dad pushed a couple desks against the doors.

“A what?” he asked, shock laced in his voice. “Emma, please tell me you’re being safe.”

Without missing a beat, I said, “Trying to be.” My eyes never left Scott, worried for my best friend. I didn’t hear what Stiles was saying to me as I looked over at Dad and Sheriff as they talked.

“We’re gonna need help eventually, Noah,” Dad said.

“Any help we call is gonna risk exposing Scott and the others, including Emma,” Sheriff said.

“If they see actual werewolves,” Dad said. “They’re not gonna be able to tell the good guys from the bad.”

Tears lined my eyes as I walked into one of the back rooms, needing to be alone for a minute. I let out a soft sob, forgetting that I was talking to Stiles before his voice came through my ears.

“Emma? Baby, why are you crying? What’s wrong?”

I sniffled, wiping the tears away before I answered him. “Everything’s falling apart. I feel like I’m failing at trying to keep everyone safe. I’ve been running around like a fucking chicken without a head. I haven’t been going to Mom’s firm for my internship, which in turn means that I probably won’t get my dream job. I feel like the pack’s getting ripped apart again, but it’s not, we’re just being dragged in fifteen different directions.” I took a breath, running out of air. Stiles’ voice stopped me before I could go on.

“Emma, listen to me. You’re not failing, alright? You’re doing the best you can. And who said you had to keep everyone safe? Your internship will still be there which means you’re gonna get to have your dream job. Alright? You’re a badass. You don’t need to be doing all the protecting.”

“Even when the supernatural’s being hunted? Banshees, too?” I asked, another small sob escaping me.

It was quiet for a moment before I closed my eyes and sat on the ground, leaning my head against the wall behind me. Taking a deep breath, I whispered, “It’s just hard without you here.”

He sighed on the other end as more tears leaked out of my eyes. “I know, baby.”

“I want you to come home, but you need to stay there to continue working on the Derek case,” I said, voice soft. “I just wish you were here to hold me when I’m stressed, to kiss me and tell me it’s going to be okay. To show me how much you love me.”

“And I will be. Soon, I promise,” he said. “The moment we’re done with this case, I’m coming back home to you. And we’ll do like we planned. We’ll go to the courthouse and get married.”

I smiled into the phone, even though he couldn’t see it. “Really?” I sniffled.

I heard him release a breathy chuckle before going radio silent for a moment. “Hey, do something for me.”

“Okay?”

“Take your ring off your chain,” he said, me doing as instructed before letting him know I was ready for his next instruction. “Now. I don’t have a big speech prepared, and I’d rather do this in person instead over the phone, but… put the ring on your left finger, and let everyone know that we’re engaged.”

I smiled even wider as I rested the phone in between my shoulder and ear, placing my ring on my left finger. “Okay,” I whispered, a smile still ever present on my face. Keeping my voice to a whisper, I added, “Mrs. Emma Stilinski. Nice ring to it.”

“Yeah, it does,” Stiles said. “Now, go be my badass Banshee future wife.”

“I love you,” I said.

“I love you more.”

After hanging up the phone, I stood back up and took a deep breath before walking back to where my Dad was, wrapping my arm around his middle.

“Everything okay?” Dad asked.

“For now,” I said. Tapping on my shoulder caused me to look at the culprit; Lydia. She motioned with her head for me to follow her, which I did. Standing behind her and Quinn as they sat in the chairs provided in the room, Lydia turned to look at me.

“Our cell phones have no service,” she said.

“Well, that’s because it’s jamming the service to the phones,” I said. “What about the radio?”

Turning back around to turn the dial on the radio that was on the table, Lydia shook her head, saying, “All I’m getting is static.”

“Yeah,” I sighed. “I can hear that. So, they’re jamming that too?”

“Em, you know as well as I do that it’s not easy to find a jammer capable of disrupting a law enforcement transceiver,” Lydia said, voice soft.

“Unless someone has access to it,” I suggested.

She turned around in her chair, looking out into the open area of the station. I followed her sights, looking out for anyone that I might deem suspicious.

“Someone in here,” Quinn said, right before the lights went out.

“That can’t be good,” Lydia said, looking up at me.

Shrugging my shoulders, I informed, “The backup generator should kick on within seconds.” I thought about it for a second, tilting my head to the side. “Maybe.” I walked out of the room and over to my mom, her arms wrapping around my shoulders again.

“How easy is it to cut the power in a Sheriff’s Station?” Malia asked, looking at me.

I went to say my opinion, but Vargas’ voice cut me off. “Too easy.” A body landed in the middle of the room, Vargas holding a pair of chain cutters.

“Throw him out,” Liam growled.

“No, y-you can’t,” Nolan said. “Okay? Please don’t.”

“And why the hell not?!” I asked, voice raised.

“She’ll know I screwed up,” Nolan pleaded.

“He’s with them,” Liam said.

“Liam,” Scott warned.

“Sheriff?” Parrish asked.

“He’s a liar, and he’s sick in the head,” Liam said.

“And now he’s under arrest,” Dad said. “Pick him up.”

Parrish moved forward, picking Nolan up by his arm and taking him to the holding cells. Coming back into the room with the rest of us, Parrish, Sheriff and Dad stood by the windows, looking outside.

I turned to my mom and smiled. “Mama.” “Yeah, sweetheart?” she asked.

“Uhm, has Stiles asked Daddy for permission yet?” I wondered. “I was just curious. Ya’know, when the day finally does come for him to get one knee.”

Mom chuckled, shaking her head in confusion. “Yeah, honey. He asked before you two left for DC, your father giving him our blessing.”

“Good,” I said. “I thought it’d be awkward to ask you to come wedding dress shopping with me when the time comes.”

“What do you mean?” she asked, a smile spreading across her lips as her eyes welled up with tears.

“I was on the phone with him earlier and--”

“Everyone, get down!” Parrish yelled.

I felt myself being pulled to the ground, my face buried in someone’s chest. I wasn’t sure who it was, but I was grateful for it. I sat up, seeing nothing but smoke, noticing that my ears were ringing a little as the person who pulled me down sat up as well, putting an arm around me.

“What the hell was that?” Malia asked.

“A distraction,” Scott whispered.

If Scott didn’t pull me down, then who did? Looking behind me, I got my answer; Theo.

“Emma?” Dad said, helping me up. “You alright?”

“Yeah, I’m fine,” I said. “Uhm, Theo pulled me out of the way.”

“They said midnight!” Sheriff yelled.

“The grenade came from in here,” Parrish informed him. “It was one of us.”

Walking up to Scott and Malia, Liam had Nolan in one hand, a vial in another. I walked up to them just as Liam said, “Wolfsbane. He was trying to kill them.”

Nolan had the nerve to have a scared look on his face, which caused me to chuckle. “Oh, you’re such a good actor, Nolan!”

“Scott, Emma, there’s something else you both need to see,” Liam said.

Scott and I looked at each other before walking into the holding cell room, standing in front of Jiang and Tierney’s cell.

“Show them your eyes.”

“We never said we were innocent,” Tierney said.

“Show us,” I said, calmly. I even surprised myself with how calm I was.

Letting out a roar that had me jumping back and my eyes glowing their Were-banshee Greens, Scott grabbed the bars of the cell, Alpha Reds and fangs on display as he shouted, “SHOW US!”

Jiang and Tierney looked up at us, shining their Beta Blues at us.

~~~

Swiping a card through the reader, I stood back as Scott took a step into their cell, grabbing my hand. “Tell us what happened,” he said.

“They were hunters,” Tierney started.

“If we’re asking our friends to risk their lives for you two Betas,” I said, trying to gain control of my irritation. “Then you have to tell us the truth.”

“What happened?” Scott asked.

“Satomi didn’t want to fight,” Jiang said. “We were on the run for two days, but they were everywhere. Then it was just us hiding in the storm drain while Satomi tried to talk to them.”

“But they didn’t wanna talk,” Tierney said, attitude on high.

“Check your attitude, little girl,” I said.

She sighed before continuing with her attitude, “She died so we could keep running.”

“Then what?” Scott asked.

“We stopped running. And we started hunting them instead.”

“How?” I asked.

“It’s not hard to use public records to find where someone lives,” Tierney said. “All we needed was a name. I thought you were the smart one.”

I chuckled, tipping my head forward to press the tips of my fingers to my forehead. “I’m one of the smart ones.”

“Were they the ones that killed Satomi?” Scott asked. “Or Brett and Lori?”

“Did you see them kill anyone?” I added.

“Does it matter?” Tierney asked, attitude in full swing.

“It does matter,” I said, taking a step towards the two Betas, Scott wrapping his arms around my middle. “You can’t kill innocent people.”

Standing, Tierney said, “They murdered our whole pack. You really think any of them are more innocent than us?”

“Em, back down,” Scott whispered in my ear.

“What are you gonna do?” Jiang asked, eyes dancing between me and Scott.

“I don’t know,” Scott sighed.

~~~

After Scott and I told Sheriff and Dad about what Jiang and Tierney told us, Scott, Sheriff, Dad and I went back into Sheriff’s office, all four of us obviously exhausted about this whole thing.

“It doesn’t change anything,” Sheriff said.

“Well, it does for me, for us,” Scott argued, glancing back at me. “They killed innocent people.”

Feeling Scott’s anger rolling off of him, I wrapped my arm around his back, feeling his own arm settle around my shoulders. Sighing, I rested my head against his shoulder.

“It doesn’t matter, Scott,” Dad said. “Because if you find yourself fighting a war, you’re gonna have to kill people.”

“And there’s no such thing as guilty or innocent,” Sheriff added. “There’s only the other side.”

Thinking for a moment, I looked at my dad and Sheriff. “Sometimes wars take prisoners.”

“And others take none,” Dad and Sheriff said.

Tightening his grip on my shoulders, Scott took a deep breath in. The sound of glass shattering distracted the four of us for a moment. Scott and I looked at each other before running towards the door, him opening it upon hearing screams.

“Scotty, look,” I whispered, pointing to an arrow in the wall. We both looked at the window that was shattered, running up to Malia and Liam as she took the arrow out of the wall.

“Wait, there’s something attached,” I muttered, reaching forward and taking the piece of material off of it. A piece of a green jersey with a bloody number on it. I looked up at Liam, noticing him standing in front of me.

“This is Brett’s number,” he said.

“They’re trying to rattle us,” Lydia said, voice a little shaky.

“It’s working,” Theo said.

I looked up at Scott, a little bit of fear coming over me before we all heard a scream. Dad, Sheriff, and Parrish ran into the next room, me following behind them. I screamed at the scene I was looking at.

“Scott!” Dad yelled. “Get Emma out of here!”

I felt hands around my shoulders, pulling me back into the main area of the station. My body was turned around, face buried in someone’s chest as tears came flooding out of my eyes.

“I--I didn’t do anything,” I heard Nolan say. “I--I didn’t even say anything. He just got up and started putting the wire around his neck.”

“Get him down,” Sheriff said.

I looked up at the person that was holding me; Scott. “Holy shit, Scotty.”

“I know, I know,” he said, putting his hand on the back of my head, guiding my head to rest against his chest again.

“How did I not feel it?” I whispered.

Scott’s grip on me tightened as a gunshot was heard from the room with my dad.

Parrish uncuffed Nolan, sending him with Liam into the holding cell room. Scott, myself, Lydia, Mom and Dad walked into the room with the two dead deputies. I immediately went into my mom’s arms. Lydia kneeled in between the bodies before looking up at me after a moment. I nodded my head, letting her know that I was on the same page.

“That wasn’t just panic,” Lydia said.

“It’s in here with us,” I said. “Probably has been the whole time.”

Lydia looked in front of her, fear written all over her body language.

“What do you mean?” Sheriff asked.

“Whatever’s causing the fear,” Lydia said. “The same thing that drove the wolves to kill each other.” She turned her head over her shoulder to look at my godfather. “It’s here with us.”

“Guys,” Scott said. “It’s almost midnight. We’re out of time.”

“We’ve already got two bodies,” Dad said, softly. “We’re not giving Monroe two more.”

Scott looked over at me, locking our eyes. The looks we gave each other said we had the same idea.

Walking out of the room, Theo met up with Scott and I, saying, “I watched two guys bring them in and tie them up.”

“Okay, but how long did they actually have with Jiang and Tierney?” Scott asked, leaning against the desk that was pushed up against the door, looking outside.

“A couple hours, maybe,” Theo said.

“Did Monroe talk to them? “I asked.

Theo turned his head over to look at me, our eyes connecting for a moment. “No. I don’t think so. Just that guy from Eichen, maybe one or two other guys with shotguns. I think they were waiting for Monroe to do the real interrogating.”

“So, she might not have seen them,” Scott and I said.

“What are you getting at, kids?” Dad asked. I hadn’t realized that him and Sheriff followed behind us.

Scott and I looked at each other, and sighed out, “I got an idea.”

“But, you’re definitely not gonna like it very much,” I added.

“Sweetheart, if it keeps somebody from getting killed, I’m pretty open,” Dad said.

“Yup, same here,” Sheriff said.

I looked at Scott, silently asking if I could take the reins on this one, to which he nodded. Sighing, I looked back at my dad and Sheriff, explaining, “Monroe said she wanted Jiang and Tierney brought out. Dead or alive. We get a couple of body bags, put the dead officers in them and take them outside to her. It’s not a very good plan, but it’s all that we’ve got at the moment.”

Dad and Sheriff looked at each other for a moment before Sheriff sighed. “Alright, let’s do it.”

~~~

Firing off a couple of rounds from his gun, Sheriff looked less than thrilled at the moment, even though he was fully on board. Holstering his gun, he looked down at Theo and Scott, holding his hand out saying, “Five minutes.”

Scott and Theo zipped up their respective bags, covering the faces of the two fallen officers.

Theo and Scott took the fallen officers outside, kneeling beside the bags. Standing by the window, Malia asked, “Anyone think this is going to work?”

Liam, Lydia and I gave Malia a look that said for real? before she turned back around, saying, “I’ll stop asking.”

I sighed, giving them the time they needed outside before telling the rest of the group that I was going to do my part of this plan. Walking outside, I stood in between Scott and Theo, hands raised a little to let Monroe and her goons know that I wasn’t armed.

Sheriff sighed and looked at Dad before addressing Monroe, “They tried to run, and tried to take a couple deputies with them, including Carter here.”

Dad’s fake involvement complete.

“Either way,” I said. “You got what you wanted.”

Monroe looked from me back to my dad and Sheriff. “Let me see their faces.”

Feeling their anxiety rolling off of them, Scott and Theo unzipped the bags, revealing Jiang and Tierney.

Monroe looked at their faces, her own contorting to one of thought and confusion.

“What’s wrong?” Scott asked.

“You don’t recognize them?” I asked.

She took in a small breath before saying, “Show me their tattoos.”

Almost choking on my own spit, I said, “Tattoos? You wanna see tattoos? I have one.” I lifted the sleeve of my jacket, revealing my Pisces tattoo I got with Scott… before the sacrifices.

“I’m not interested in your Zodiac tattoo,” Monroe sneered. “I want to see their tattoos. The pack symbol.”

Weeeeeeeeeell, shit!

“I was hoping for a fight,” Theo said, softly.

“Good thing you’re not the only one here to negotiate,” Rafael said.

“Dad?” Scott said.

“Wait, your dad’s here?” I asked Scott, looking at him as he stood up with Theo.

“What are you doing here?”

“Making sure no else dies tonight,” Rafael said.

I scoffed and crossed my arms, muttering under my breath, “I’d love to see that.”

~~~

Scott, myself, Lydia, Malia-- well, basically everyone-- was now back in Sheriff’s office, Rafael closing the door behind him.

“Scotty, are you sure about this?” I asked, crossing my arms and turning my body towards him.

“I’m not,” Liam said. “This deal sucks.”

“But it’s the only one on the table,” Rafael said. “In a situation like this, the best solution is always to de-escalate.” Looking behind me and Scott at Sheriff and Dad, Rafael asked, “That’s why you called me, isn’t it?”

“To be honest,” Sheriff said. “We didn’t think anyone was gonna show up.”

Scott looked over at me, seeing the plea in my eyes as my answer to his silent question, but already having made his mind up. He looked back over at his dad, eyes soft. “Okay.”

“Scott--” I said.

“We’ll go,” he said, looking over at me.

Dad, Sheriff and Parrish led us outside, my mom and Rafael following behind us with Jiang and Tierney, Rafael taking them to the black van parked a few feet from us. Nolan had walked behind us over to Gabe as Mom walked over to me, putting her hands on my shoulders.

“Thank you,” Tierney mouthed. I watched as Scott gave her a curt nod with a tight smile before she got in, Rafael closing the door and lightly banging on the window, letting the driver know to haul them off.

The eleven of us watched as Rafael walked away, Monroe looking back at us. I slipped my hand into Scott’s lacing our fingers together to let him know that I was here for him… through anything. I could feel his disappointment as his dad walked away, the deal that’d been set with Monroe about to take place.

~~~

I was silently packing clothes into one of Stiles’ old duffle bags when I heard footsteps stop at my doorway. Sniffling, I said, “I don’t wanna talk, Dad.”

He sighed and paused for a moment before saying, “Then just listen. Look, I know this isn’t what you wanted, but it was the right decision. When Noah suggested that we call McCall--”

“Can you, uhm, hand me that picture of Stiles and I that’s on my dresser?” I asked, not wanting to hear anymore on the matter. I guess Dad grabbed the picture frame because not five seconds later the corner of it was poking at my shoulder. “Thanks,” I whispered, taking the frame from him and setting it down between a few shirts.

“You can be mad at me all you want, but I’d rather watch you leave the state than watch you die,” Dad said.

I sighed, stopping all movements to stand up straighter. “Daddy, I’m not mad. I mean, I get why y’all did it. Why you called--” I gestured out with my left hand, disgust filling my body language. “Raf.”

“Em, you’re not the only one who gets to protect her family,” Dad said.

“I know,” I said, putting my head down a little, tears lining my eyes. “I just--” I took a deep breath, trying to suppress the sob that wanted to escape… that ended up escaping anyways.

“Emma,” Dad whispered.

“I’m sorry, Daddy,” I cried, turning around and hugging him, arms around his neck. Burying my face into his neck, I continued my sobs while trying to speak. “I-I’m just under a-a lot of s-stress. St-Stiles not b-being here, me not going to my in-internship at Mom’s fi-firm, and now having to l-leave the damn state to not get k-killed--”

“Hey, calm down,” Dad softly said, one hand on my back with the other on the back of my head. “Everything will be alright, I promise.” He moved his hands to my shoulders, looking me in the eyes.

I was still crying even though I felt Scott’s presence downstairs. “I don’t want to leave,” I whispered. “I don’t want to leave you and Mom.”

“We’ll be fine,” Dad said, pressing a kiss to my forehead. “Just call us when you’ve crossed the state lines.”

I nodded my head, crying harder. Dad sighed and turned his head towards my door, asking, “Who’s here?”

“Scotty,” I hiccuped.

“Scott, you’re gonna have to come and get her,” Dad said. “I know you can hear me.”

Not a few seconds later, Scott walked into my room. I ran into his arms, wrapping my own around his neck.

“Can I get her bag?” Scott asked. Dad must’ve handed it to him because a few seconds later, Scott released me, my cries dying down as he wrapped an arm around my shoulders to walk me down the hallway.

I stopped once we were standing in front of Stiles’ room, taking in a breath. Walking to his desk, I grabbed a pen and piece of paper writing a note to him.

Stiles,

My Handsome. I can’t believe I’m writing you a letter instead of calling you on the phone. Anyway, if I’m not here while you’re reading this, the pack had to leave the state. Something about Monroe and her fucking goons not killing us if we left California entirely.

Sucks that it’s come to this point in our lives. I still plan on marrying you. I’ll call you once we get settled somewhere to let you know where I’m at.

I love you so much, it’s insane.

Your Beautiful,

Emma Grace <3

~~~

Scott had told me that he had another plan set in motion, which I was more than fucking grateful for. We were all standing in the exam room of the Animal Clinic. The front doorbell dinged as someone walked in. Scott had called Dad to let him know this part of the plan, texting my mom to have her meet us at the clinic after picking Mason up from the school.

Both of them walked in, Mom looking frazzled as ever as she looked at me, happiness in her eyes.

“Oh, Emma,” she whispered, walking over to me and giving me a hug, which I returned. After releasing each other, I looked over at Scott, jumping on the table behind us and resting my arm on his shoulder. Watching my mom embrace Corey, I cleared my throat, pointing to the waiting area as Corey’s eyes landed on mine.

“You told me you were leaving,” Mason said, tears in his eyes.

“I had to,” Corey said.

“You lied,” Mason said, anger and hurt in his voice.

“We all did,” Liam said.

Mason looked in the room, seeing me, Scott, Liam, Malia, Theo, and Lydia standing (or sitting) around the table. “So this was the plan all along?”

“With or without one of us knowing,” I said, looking at the side of Scott’s head.

Scott nodded his head, saying, “Sorry, Mason and Ms. Rose. My dad had to believe we left Beacon Hills.”

I still had my eyes on the side of Scott’s head, adding, “Everyone has to believe it.”

“Then what happens next?” Mason asked. “We fight back now, right?”

Looking back at Mason, I asked, “What did you think we were gonna do?” “Run?” Scott and I asked, smirks on our faces.

That would be a HELL NAH!

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Champagne Coast

1.1 Pilot

Seth Cohen x Hailey Atwood (oc)

A/N: hehehehe I just loooovvveeee my stiles stilinski variants. this is an oc and she is ryans sister- twins! at least, same ages. I'm gonna try not to have too many physical descriptors of her, for all we know she could be adopted. hope you enjoy!

"Trey, what if we get caught?" Ryan was always so quick to assume the worst.

"Ryan," I started, "We won't get caught, but you might if you keep overthinking things."

"Hailey, this is grand theft auto. Real-life fucking grand theft auto, not the video game. Something seriously could go wrong." I just rolled my eyes in response. We had done this several times by now, jacking cars for parts. We needed the money, and of course driving around random cars was always fun. A way to blow off steam from the stress of everyday life.

Catching on to my facial expression, Trey slung his arm around my shoulder, "There's the spirit, Bambi." That was my designated nickname. It was a running joke, at first glance everyone assumed I was just an innocent little thing. It helped me get out of sticky situations. More than enough.

"Come on Ryan. Are you in? Or are you out?" Aforementioned boy sent a glare in my direction, willing me to change my mind. I just shook my head with a smile. No way out of this one.

One of Ryan's best qualities was his inability to say no to me. I was always dragging him into my messes, and thankfully he would always arrive with a mop in hand. Ready to clean up the disasters left in my wake. I could feel sorry for him, if I thought about it enough. But that's just it, I didn't.

If it weren't for me, we might be stuck living at this house, for the rest of our lives. No stories to tell, no anything, really. I can't live like this. And he shouldn't have to. Ryan was one of the good ones. And if I could find a way to get him out of here, he could establish himself, and pull me from these ashes.

"Fine. But," Here comes the ultimatum, "Hailey, you stay as far away as possible. You aren't getting thrown in a cell again." Oh, but it's fine if he does it?

All three of us had terrible track records. From fights to breaking and entering, the cops were our biggest fans around Chino. But now we had to be more careful than ever. Trey wasn't a minor anymore. While Ryan and I were each one way from juvie. Ryan had been on the fence for three months now. While I got my final warning just last week, for punching a guy in the nose. He had been trying to grind up against one of my friends, and she had repeatedly told him to fuck off. But to no avail. Ryan tried to hold me back, but I had slipped easily from his grasp, hitting my target so forcefully that his head snapped back and his nose was left bleeding and crooked.

****

Our target was a shiny, souped-out black sports car. I wanted her. I debated trying to convince Trey to let us keep it for a few days.

Ryan was still wary so Trey began to speak, "I'm your big brother. If I don't teach you this, then who will?" Then he smashed the window open. So much for keeping it for a little.

"I don't know Trey-"

"Hailey, get Ryan to get in the car or I will leave his ass for dead." Could have just told him that yourself. I wasn't Trey's biggest fan, but he got shit done. I admired that. Very resilient, the lot of us.

Ryan climbed into the passenger seat, while I took up the back. Situating myself in the middle, I had the perfect view and the empty streets we were about to race. Trey hotwired the car like it was nothing and we were on our way.

Except we didn't get very far before sirens started following us. Fuck.

"Trey pull over."

"Ryan- fuck off man no way."

I tried, "Trey, please. Maybe we can make a run for it."

Trey turned around to spat something at me, but swerved the wheel on accident, causing the car to smash into the building adjacent.

Kids, always wear your seatbelt. Especially if the driver is a fucking idiot. I flew from my seat, but Ryan's arm caught me and pushed me back. My head bounced off the seats. My ears started ringing, and I swear my neck almost snapped from the force.

Someone was talking, but I couldn't make out the words. Or the voice for that matter. But the flashing lights told me enough. I watched Ryan put his hands up, and look at me. He jerked his arms up a little and I got the memo.

With raised arms and my head spinning, I tried to prepare myself for the jail cell.

****

My neck hurt like no other when I awoke. One of the guards had been knocking against the bars, guess I hadn't heard him. He looked pissed. "Get up kid, Someone is here to see you." Who the fuck could that be?

With bleary eyes, I forced myself into a standing position. I held my wrists out so he could slap the cuffs on them before he led me to the visitation room.

Walking in, I spotted Ryan instantly. He was sitting with some older man, who had papers out in front of him.

Like he had some type of sixth sense, Ryan turned his head to face my direction, giving me a soft smile, happy I was alright. He was always the more worried one during this type of thing. He had a point though, girls are never treated the same.

Sitting down, he was quick to assure, "Bambi- you alright?"

I nodded, my throat feeling scratchy. He looked at me with concern, "How's your neck? The crash probably affected you more."

"I'm fine Ryan. Just a little banged up" I replied, voice sounding like hell.

I turned to face the newbie, who was watching our interaction like a hawk.

"Hailey, it's nice to meet you. My name is Sandy Cohen, and I have been appointed as your guy's public defender."

Having already thought about my fate all night, I wasn't feeling too hopeful. I just stared at him, with no expression. He didn't care if I rotted in prison for the rest of my life. No one did. Besides Ryan, but because of me, we would rot together.

Ryan asked about Trey, and that made me pay more attention. Was it bad, that I had forgotten about him? During my all-night freakout session, I hadn't once thought about how this would affect him. The only things on my mind had been about Ryan and I.

"Well, Trey is over eighteen. Trey stole a car, had a gun in his pants, an ounce of pot, and a couple of priors," He had a gun? "Trey is looking at anywhere from three to five years."

The man, Sandy, continued, "I'm not here for Trey. I'm here for you two. Ryan, your grades? Why is a smart kid like you in here right now?" Because of me. "And Hailey, you have community service written every which way. What, steal a car to help out the neighborhood?"

I couldn't help myself, "Something like that."

"She speaks." He laughed a little. I just stared at him. "Hailey, fighting? That doesn't seem like you. Ryan, truancy charges? Come on guys, why are you doing this to yourselves?"

Not receiving any answers, he trudged on, "What is your guys' plan for the future? College? Trade School? Anything?" This guy was trying so hard to remain hopeful for us. What a joke.

But- if we're really being honest, his questioning was making me a little sad. I had no future. Never really did. But Ryan? God, Ryan could do so much. I think I might be sick.

I guess my face cracked, losing it's blank expression in exchange for desperate eyes. If you looked extra close, my lip was sure to be quivering. If Trey were here, he would have laughed at me. He didn't take too kindly to emotions. Ryan learned that quicker than I did growing up, which is why his expression never faltered.

"Mr. Cohen, with all due respect, modern medicine is advancing to the point where the average human life expectancy will be one hundred. But I read this article that said social security was bound to run out by the year of 2025. Which means people are going to have to stay in their jobs until they're eighty. So, we don't want to commit to anything too soon."

Sandy laughed, but persisted, "Look, I can plead this down to a misdemeanor. Petty fine, probation. But seriously guys, stealing a car because your big brother wanted you to it's stupid and weak. Two things, neither of you can afford to be right now." Well, actually we can't afford to be anything right now- fancy lawyer ass. "We three are cut from the same cloth. I know it may not look like it right now, but I was once in your position."

I cut him off, done with whatever this was supposed to be, "And look at you now, hot shot." He hadn't expected that. Just a minute ago I looked ready to crumble, but now I was turning my desperation into anger. I just wanted this to be over.

****

Mr. Cohen managed to get us out, shortly after. Now the sun was blaring down on us. I had Ryan on one side, and Mr. Cohen on the other.

"My office will be in contact to remind you of your court date."

"Got it," Ryan answered, as our mother's car screeched up to us.

She stumbled out and thrust her poorly manicured finger into my face. "Unbelievable! This is the kind of family I got. Pathetic!"

Mr. Cohen looked like he was the one getting publically berated. "Ms. Atwood? My name is Sandy Cohen. I am Ryan and Hailey's attorney."

"You should have let them rot in there. Just like their daddy. Just like their stupid brother." Then she grabbed my wrist, pulling me to the car, "Let's go! Now!"

I was already buckled in, not wanting a re-run of last night, before Ryan got in. His hand reached back, and I took the tiny card from him.

It was Mr. Cohen's card.

****

Once back at the house, a pit of dread formed in my gut.

Mom had already poured herself another drink, before she turned her attention onto us, "I can't do this anymore."

"I'm sorry Mom," I answered almost immediately. I was always the one apologizing first. I hated myself for it, yet every time I couldn't help myself. The Bambi nickname was more accurate than most people knew. Deep down, I desperately craved some sort of parental figure's love. Dad left, and Mom only cared when it benefited her.

"I want you out! Both of you."

"What?" I stuttered, tears springing to my eyes immediately. Hearing my wavering voice, Ryan was quick to grasp my hand, assuring me we would be fine. She didn't mean it. She never meant it. But the what-ifs always pestered me.

"Come on Mom, where do you expect us to go?"

Her boyfriend answered for her, "You heard her. Out! Now!"

Ryan was pissed, all of mom's boyfriend always treated us like shit. "This isn't your house, man."

"Oh, you think you're a tough guy, huh?"

Ryan's grasp on my hand tightened, and then he dropped it.

"Both of you, stop it." Mom tried, weakly.

But Ryan couldn't help himself, "Why don't you get the fuck out and stop freeloading off our mom."

The guy punched Ryan square in the nose, so hard that my brother stumbled back into me. I saw red.

I stepped out from behind Ryan and went to make my mark, but the guy was quick. He caught my fist in the air, twirling my arm around behind my back, then shoved me to the ground. My lip caught the corner of the side table, and I felt blood start to fill my mouth.

I felt someone lift me from the floor, knowing Ryan was the only one who would touch me after that. If I thought my head hurt before, then this was hell on earth.

We were out the door in minutes. Making quick to get the hell out of dodge.

****

No one wanted to house us. Ryan tried everyone we knew. I tried everyone and their mothers, and yet all we got was rejection. I had one last try, and my money dried up. Reaching into my back pocket, I pulled out the card we received just hours beforehand.

How did it get this fucked, so fast?

I showed the card to Ryan who just nodded, what other choice did we have. Sure the park benches were always an option, but after last time? No way.

Mr. Cohen was the only one to pick up.

****

The house we pulled up to was something straight out of a movie. I didn't even realize people actually lived like this. Talk about growing up on the wrong side of the tracks.

We were just about to go inside before Mr. Cohen stopped us and told us to wait just a little.

Not having any other options we nodded our heads.

Ryan started walking down the driveway, pulling his pack of cigs from his jeans pockets. I followed him down, waiting for him to finish lighting up.

Once he took his first puff, he looked down at my puppy dog eyes. He smoked but hated it when I did it. But I guess he was feeling sorry for me because he handed me his pack.

He turned his gaze ahead of him, so I took one out. Then after a second thought, I took a few more out, hiding them in my jacket pocket.

"Put them back." He chided.

Damn, I thought I was safe. I put most of them back, keeping an extra one. He turned and gave me a look, not having my antics.

"Please, Ryan. Just this once."

"You're getting your once right now," He said, sneaking his hand into the pocket to retrieve his stolen goods. Then he offered me the light and allowed me a taste of heaven.

Looking up, I spotted a girl across us. She was staring at Ryan. Of course, she was staring at Ryan.

Feeling a little out of place, I made my way up the driveway again. These rich people need to lock up their homes more carefully.

I made my way through the backyard, careful not to fall into the gigantic fucking pool in the middle. If I had a house like this, I would swim every night.

I continued snooping around and noticed the back door to the house was also unlocked. I stubbed out the rest of my cigarette and made my way inside.

Making my way around the corner, I was caught by the owners. And Ryan.

"There she is, girl of the hour. Thank you for gracing us with your presence." Mr. Cohen joked, while his wife looked like her head might pop off at any minute.

Sheepishly, I waved my hand and made my way to stand next to Ryan.

"You must be Hailey," the woman said, offering her hand. I shook it while nodding my head. "Great, well, you two will be staying in the pool house. Which I'm sure you have already found." Touche.

"Thank you, Mrs. Cohen." Ryan and I said in unison like the Shinning Twins.

The rest of the night was spent in said pool house. I had wanted to keep wandering, but Ryan wouldn't allow it. So instead we both tried sleeping, tried being the keyword.

****

I woke before Ryan did. Odd, because normally it was the other way around.

Tip-toeing around his sleeping form, I successfully exited the pool house.

I wasn't alone for long before, I heard a slight shriek. Looking inside the house, I saw two doe eyes staring back at me. Then I let out my own shriek. Who the hell is that?

He was clearly younger than Mr. Cohen, but I wasn't aware they had a kid. Unless they didn't, and this was some sort of looter.

Sliding open the door that separated us, the boy stepped outside, ready to question me. But I beat him to it, "Who the hell are you?"

"Huh- Who the hell am I? Who the hell are you? Why are you in my backyard?"

"Wait, you live here?" So not a looter, my first theory was proving to be more accurate.

"Yes!" He exclaimed, "But you don't live here. And you're pretty, but with the cut on your lip, I'm assuming you aren't here to befriend me. So please leave before I get my lawyer dad to throw your ass in jail."

"Well your lawyer dad, just helped get my ass out of jail. So I feel pretty good about my standing with him right now."

This made him falter, "Wait, aren't you supposed to be a boy?"

I just raised my eyebrow at him.

"Sorry, my mistake. I must have heard wrong last night," then to save his ass, he extended his hand, "Truce?"

"Sure, spaz." and I put my hand in his. We awkwardly shook hands for longer than necessary, before I pulled away.

"Seth, but close enough. Wanna play video games?"

****

We played on his living room floor for about thirty minutes before Ryan caught us.

"What the hell Hailey, you left?" Seth swerved his head toward the intruder so fast, that I was worried he was gonna get whiplash.

Answering the question I knew was on the brunette's lips, I said, "Technically Ryan, I didn't leave. I relocated."

I looked to Seth, with his big questioning eyes, "Seth, meet Ryan. Ryan meets Seth. You two are like opposite sides of a coin." Then I smiled at Ryan, mouthing "sorry".

"Hi, Ryan. I wasn't aware there were two of you." That last bit was directed to me. I shrugged my shoulders. "Well, you want to play?"

****

In the next few hours, I received a lot of information. Seth was in love with Summer, a girl, not the season. Ryan was in love with Marissa, the girl from last night. But most importantly, Kirsten, the woman from last night, was in love with playing dress up.

We were currently residing in her room after she insisted that Ryan and I should attend the fashion show later that night. She had heard that Ryan was invited and thought that meant I would want to go too.

Don't get me wrong, in another life, I would eat this up. But, I didn't have high hopes for trying to fit into this richy rich society.

Kirsten had loaned me a dress, light pink silk that dropped down to my knees, with an asymmetrical hem at the bottom.

"That looks great" she smiled. Catching her gaze in the mirror, I tried to smile, but it looked more like I was in pain. She wasn't wrong, it did look great. Probably the greatest I have and would ever look. But I just felt so empty.

No empty was the wrong word. I felt too much, like one wrong breeze and I would fall off the cliff I was on.

"Thank you for the dress. And for your hospitality."

She made her way behind me, patting my back gently, "Come on sweetheart, the boys are probably waiting."

****

"Welcome to the dark side." Seth introduced. We had arrived at the function, and I was trying to stay mindful of why I was invited.

The show started soon after we took our seats. Ryan's Barbie doll, the model-faced girlfriend came out first. Then a slightly shorter brunette bounced out after, and Seth turned to whisper in my ear, "That's Summer." Of course, it was.

He tilted his head slightly to look at me, waiting for my approval. I gave him a thumbs up, then brought my lips up to the shell of his ear, "She's really pretty Cohen. Watch out, I might just steal her from you."

Pulling back, I looked at him and we erupted into giggles.

Once we turned our attention back to the show, I noticed that Summer had already gone back. So much for Seth's five-second glance at her.

I turned back to him one last time, ready to mouth "sorry", but he was already looking at me. I proceeded anyway, but with my cheeks heating up. He just shrugged his shoulders, then reached out to turn my head back.

After the show, Seth and I managed to be separated from the rest of the group. After failing to find our group, we lingered off to the side.

"You know, you could have been up there tonight." he started.

I looked up at him and gave him a smile, "Really? I was thinking the same about you. I could totally see you swinging your hips to be beat up there."

His cheeks turned red, but before he could come up with another witty comeback, Ryan found us. "Guys, we should go to that girl Holly's house. She's throwing a party."

"A party? No- no I'm good actually. I like my house."

Never one to back down from a party I said, "Come on Cohen, what if Summer is there."

That got his attention, cheeks turning brighter by the second.

"Come on!" A girl from the back of the car ahead called out.

Looking at Seth one more time, I wiggled my eyebrows and started walking back. "Come on Seth, you heard the girl." Then I turned on my heel and got into the car.

Looking around, I noticed a certain brunette bombshell was sitting right next to me. She offered me her hand and I accepted, "I'm Summer. You're Ryan's sister right?"

"That's so close, you almost knew my name!" She looked embarrassed and I felt guilty. "I'm Hailey, and yes, I am Ryan's sister."

"Awesome!"

****

I had been at the party for about an hour now, and still no sign of the boys. Not that I had searched too hard for them. Instead, my eyes had spotted the booze fairly quickly, and that ended up with me dancing with some guy. He was cute, but not cute enough for me to stop thinking about Seth. I hoped he actually came out. He needs to experience life a little.

Parting ways with the guy, I motioned to the drinks and he followed suit.

Then I spotted just who I was looking for. "Seth!" I stumbled over to him.

He turned around fairly fast and caught me as I thrust myself into him, going for a hug but failing. He laughed and held me up, hands on my waist. "Hailey!"

"You have a boyfriend?" A voice interrupted.

"Boy-boyfriend, no, no I'm sorry," Seth said to my former dance partner. Who ignored the boy, looking at me instead.

I was bored of him so I just nodded my head and then turned to ignore him.

He must have left as I made my way to get another drink because Seth came to stand right next to me. "How much have you had to drink?" He asked.

"How much have you had to drink?" I tried to counter. He just laughed at me, before a commotion erupted outside.

Noticing Ryan wasn't near us, I had a sneaking suspicion that he might be involved in whatever was transpiring outside. I tried getting through the crowded kitchen, but between being slightly more than drunk and being shoved back by unsuspecting elbows, I wasn't making it very far.

Seth, noticing I hadn't made it as far as he had, turned back to grasp my hand, and then pulled me through.

Once we got outside, I watched Ryan get knocked in the face by some blonde douchebag who shouted, "Welcome to the O.C. bitch!"

What the fuck is happening?

****

We left the party quickly after.

Coming out of the bathroom, I felt refreshed after being able to take a hot shower. Ryan and Seth were sat on the couch by the bed, talking about the night.

When I came out, both boys looked at me and then held up snacks.

We talked and giggled for a while until each one of us had our eyes closing by themselves. Seth had been curled up on one side of the couch for a while now. Any minute and he would be out like a light.

I excused myself to use the bathroom one last time, as Ryan went out for another smoke.

When I came out, albeit I took a little longer than anticipated Ryan and his Barbie doll were curled up on the bed. Damn. That was my spot.

My only other option was the floor, or the side of the couch that Cohen fist rested on. I made my way to the couch, gently pushing his legs to the side, trying to get the pillow that he rested on. I figured the floor was a safer place than being kicked in the head in the middle of the night.

I was trying to be subtle, not wake the sleeping boy, but he foiled my plans. "What are you doing?" he whispered soft, voice clogged with drowsiness.

"Nothing, go back to bed."

He sat up, rubbing at his eyes the way a small child would, "Seriously, Hailey, are you sleeping on the floor?" he questioned.

He made a move to get up, but I placed my hands on his shoulders pushing down slightly. "Seriously, I'm not letting you take the floor. If you're going to be so stubborn, just sleep on the couch with me."

"Cohen, I don't want your freakishly long legs to kick me."

"They won't. Just come on," he said, removing my hands from his shoulders so he could scoot over. "See, enough room for two."

I debated it for a second, I had never slept in the same spot as a boy. But Cohen took my silence as rejection and immediately moved to stand. "I'm sorry, I- I should take the floor."

"No!" I was quick to interject.

"No?"

"No- just lay down again."

"Are you sure?"

"Positive Cohen."

And with that, he laid back down and opened up his arms. I crawled next to him, my back to his chest. He encircled by frame, "Is this okay?" I nodded in response, feeling the sleep hit almost immediately.

****

"Look, Ryan, Hailey, I'm sorry. I don't mean to play bad cop, It's nothing personal," Kirsten started.

Just minutes ago she had burst into the pool house, furious in only a way a mother can be. She didn't even question the fact that I was in her sons arms, only glaring at him and pointing behind her.

Seth got the hint and removed himself from me, following his mom back into the house like a scolded puppy.

Ryan and I made our way in shortly after, headed for the kitchen for one last meal before we were inevitably kicked out.

"I'm sorry, you two seem like such nice kids."

"It's okay, we get it," Ryan answered.

She was nice enough to allow us to stay by the Seth, so we made the trek upstairs.

Knocking on the door, I entered first. "We have to go," I told him.

"You're leaving?" he questioned, clearly sad.

Ryan spoke up, "We have to take care of some things back home."

Seth got up and shook Ryans out stretched hand. They did a typical boy handshake, before turning to me.

Seth and I looked at each other, unsure of what to do. I made the first move, going in to wrap my arms around his waist. I felt him stiffen at first, and then he reciprocated my motion.

When we pulled away he said, "Well, I can't wait to come visit you guys down in Chino. You can show me your world."

****

Our world no longer existed.

Once we pulled up to the house, Ryan and I were met with the shell of our home. Abandoned with a single poorly written letter.

Awesome.

"Come on." Mr. Cohen, our savior, to the rescue once again.

Back to exploring Seth's world instead.

****

A/N: holy fuck this took so long to write. but- yipee!! thank you for reading <3

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