WARNING: SPOLIERS
THIS IS A CROSSOVER FROM DITHER (MY OTHER TEEN WOLF STORY) IF YOU HAVEN'T READ IT, JUST BE WARNED THAT IT WILL TALK ABOUT SOME OF THE THINGS THAT HAVE HAPPENED OR WILL HAPPEN IN THE STORY. READ AT YOUR OWN RISK.

"Please!?" Stiles whined, dramatically flinging himself onto his bed.

"No." I sternly told him, crossing my arms.

"Aw, c'mon Nev, please?" Stiles begged, flipping onto his stomach.

"Stiles, we literally just finished making out." I chuckled, shaking my head. He pouted. "Besides, I'm hungry."

"So? You can eat after we make out...again."

"Stiles." I rolled my eyes. I swear sometimes, I'm dating a kid. "I'm gonna go down stairs and grab something to eat. Do you want anything?"

"Beside making out?" I groaned at his answer and started to head out of his bedroom. Stiles chuckled. "I'm playing, Nev. Some popcorn would be cool. Oh! And a can of Coke please!"

"Alright." I sighed. "You better set up a movie then!"

"Will do!" Stiles called out as I made my way down the stairs. Skipping my way into the kitchen, I went straight to the cupboard that hid the popcorn. Since Stiles is such a health nut and tries to feed his father healthy food, he hides any form of the junk food around the house. The popcorn just happened to be placed in the Kix cereal box (which Noah loathes).

Humming a small tune, I opened the cupboard and grabbed the cereal box. Unfolding the top, I took out a package of popcorn. Closing the lid, I set it back into the cupboard and closed small door. I walked towards the microwave and pushed the button to open it. Unwrapping the package, I placed it into the microwave. Shutting the door, I pushed the button that read popcorn. Leaning against the counter, I tapped my foot impatiently.

DING DONG!

"Nev! Can you get that for me please!? It's Scott!" Stiles yelled from his room.

"Why can't you!?" I screamed back.

"Restroom!"

"I hate you." I groaned out, stomping towards the front door. With a sigh, I swung open the door without looking to see who it was. "Scott, your best friend is-you're not Scott."

"Uh, hi." The girl nervously smiled and waved. I noticed that she was fiddling with a dog leash. Her dog, a golden retriever, walked towards me and sniffed my leg. He was wearing a service vest. "Clint! You can't do that. Sorry, about him. I don't know why he does that. He rarely does that actually."

"It's fine. Can I help you?" I perked an eyebrow at the girl's rambling. She tugged back at Clint's leash.

"Yeah, yes, uh. Please? Does Stiles Stilinski still live here?" The girl asked.

"Yeah...what is it to you?" I stiffened and slowly nodded, blocking the entry into the house. What random girl comes knocking on people's doors? And who knows, this could all be some front a monster was putting.

"Oh! Right, um, he's a friend of mine. I'm visiting town and I've stopped at everyone else's house but they aren't home. I was hoping Stiles was." The girl tip toed to peer over my shoulder.  "Is he here?"

"How can I trust you?" I bluntly asked.

"I-I'm sorry? What?" The girl looked taken aback.

"You heard me, how can I trust you?" I narrowed my eyes at her. "How can I know you truly know Stiles?"

"Uh, you can ask him?"

"Besides that." I rolled my eyes. She huffed and crossed her arms.

"Well, no need to be rude! I just dropped by to see my friend."

"Who even are you? I've never-"

"Nat? No way!" Stiles called out over my shoulder.

"You know this chick?" I asked my boyfriend. Stiles scoffed.

"Of course!" Stiles walked past me and embraced 'Nat'. I gave Stiles a look and sassily placed my hands on my hips. "When did you get here? How did you get here? What are you doing here?"

"Stiles!" Nat laughed out, letting go of the hug. "I'm only driving by. Isaac went to see if he could find anybody else."

"Isaac's here too?" Stiles beamed. "Well, you should call him to tell him that they're all on their way here. Including the new members of the pack."

"New members? Really? Wow!" Nat gasped. "I can't wait to meet them! Is she a member of the pack?"

Stiles turned to look at me, taking in my body language. He winced and nervously laughed. Anxiously rubbing the back of his neck, he gave me a smile. Nat looked at him with confusion before looking at me.

"Yeah, Stiles, tell her." I grumbled.

"Nev." Stiles sighed. Licking his lips he turned to Nat. "Nat, this is Nevah Vis. She's my girlfriend and a member of the pack. Nev, this is Natalie-Nicole Hilyard. She used to live here in Beacon until after the whole possession and Nogitsune thing. She's like my little sister."

"So she knows?" Natalie-Nicole and I both said at the same time.

"Uh...yeah. Yup." Stiles nodded.

"Well, why didn't you start off with that?" I sighed in relief. "I thought she was some monster or something!"

"Monster? Oh no! I'm far from that. I can't even harm a fly! Literally, I can't. I try to grab those little suckers but nothing." Natalie-Nicole shrugged.

"She means literal monsters, Nat. Like Greek monsters and such." Stiles explained.

"Oh! So like, the hydr-" My eyes widened and I covered her mouth with my hands.

"Don't say their names! Names are powerful. That ends up leading to bad things. And bad things end up with me killing it and getting hurt. So, please, I beg of you, don't say any names from any form of mythology." I rushed out. Nat crunched her eyebrows together and slowly nodded. I sighed and dropped my hands. "Thank you."

"So, I'm guessing your a supernatural being?" Nat questioned, looking at her dog who was still sniffing me. I nodded. "That would explain why Clint won't stop sniffing you."

"Technically...yeah." I winced out. "Demigod and all of that beautiful, beautiful jazz. And it won't be the first. Us demigods, me especially, have a certain, uh, stench."

"Oh, well I bet you smell lovely." Natalie-Nicole smiled.

"She's too positive. How is she so positive?" I whispered to Stiles.

"Honestly, with everything that had happened to her, I have no clue." Stiles shrugged. He clapped his hands and looked at the two of us. "Let's go inside, I'm pretty sure the popcorn is finished and we can wait for Scott and the rest to come."

"Sure." Natalie-Nicole shrugged, walking past me with her dog.

"I-okay then." I blinked, following after the girl. Stiles closed the door. Natalie-Nicole sat down on the couch, Clint on her lap.

"Why does your name sound so familiar?" Nat tilted her head as she studied me.

"Erm..." I bit my lip and glanced at Stiles. He nodded his head. "Quests around the states. The news and federal government took it as bad things."

"Bad things? Like?"

"Terrorist, kidnapper, kidnapnee, runaway, victim, uh, what else?" I scratched my cheek.

"Oh, there was that one time were you stole fish. So a deliquent." Stiles pointed out.

"I didn't steal fish." I rolled my eyes. "I just put them back into their natural habitat." Stiles crossed his arms and gave me a look. "Okay, they convinced me to put them back into the ocean. Hey! Don't give me that look mister, you don't know how it feels to get told every five seconds to be put back into the ocean."

"You talk to fish?" Nat raised an eyebrow.

"Yeah, got a problem with that?" I placed my hands on my hips.

"No! That's so cool! Can you talk with any other animals?" Natalie-Nicole asked.

"She's like some little kid." I looked at Stiles with wide eyes.

"Just answer her questions, I'm going to call Scott to see where they are. It shouldn't take them that long to come to my house. It's only a six minute drive." Stiles said as he fished out his phone from his pocket.

"Wait, Stiles. Stiles you know how I am around new people, well people in general actually, but Stiles-" I looked at him with fear. Stiles walked over to me and held my hands.

"You'll be fine, Nev. Besides, I think you two will get along, okay? I've gotta tell Scott to hurry up and make sure everyone is okay." Stiles rubbed his thumbs over my hands. I slowly nodded. He grinned and pecked my lips. "That's my girl. I'll be right back, okay?"

"Okay." I sighed. Stiles pressed his lips against my cheek before he walked off, dialing Scott's number.

"You guys are cute." Natalie-Nicole awkwadly stated.

"Uh, thanks?" I sat down on the other end of the couch. "So...uh, you knew the pack?"

"Yeah. I lived here most of my life, but I also lost so much here." Nat rubbed her arm, sadly looking at the ground. "Had to leave, you know?"

"Yeah...I know." I gravely nodded. "Who's Isaac? Now that I think about it, I think I remember Kira mentioning you two once."

"Kira is stil here?" Natalie-Nicole looked up at me with a huge smile. I hated to burst her bubble.

"No." Fear washed over her face. "Oh no! No, she isn't dead! Oh gods no! She is just with the skinwalkers for some help. Her fox was out of control."

"Oh thank God." Nat sighed in relief, placing a hand over her heart. "I don't think I can lose anybody else."

"I feel ya." I uttered, playing with my bracelet. "So this Isaac guy?"

"Oh, he's my boyfriend. He's a werewolf." Natalie-Nicole opened her mouth to continue but she got cut off by someone knocking on the door.

"That better be them or I'm gonna stuff wolfsbane down their throats." Stiles grumbled as he went to go open the door.

"Hey, sorry we're late. Found a stray on the side of the road." Scott chuckled as he pointed to a blonde guy with blue eyes with a tan colored scarf.

"Very funny." The guy rolled his eyes.

"You're still wearing scarfs? Seriously?" Stiles scoffed, jabbing his thumb at the guy's scarf.

"Yeah, got a problem with that?" He gave Stiles a look. I grinned. I like this guy's attitude already. "Is Nat inside?"

"We're in the living room!" Natalie-Nicole told him. He gave Stiles a sarcastic smile before walking in.

"Ah great, another tall dude." I muttered, crossing my arms. "It's not like I'm not surrounded by any tall guys, stupid Percy. Stupid Jason."

"Who's she?" Isaac pointed at me.

"I would ask who you are, but eh. I don't really care?" I sarcastically shrugged, a smile playing in my lips.

"Nevah." Scott scolded. I rolled my eyes.

"What? I wanted to say something other than my name. Why not use sarcasm?" I grinned.

"Excuse her." Lydia rolled her eyes as she walked over to me. I gave her a cheeky grin. Lydia playfully scoffed and hugged me. "I'm guessing you got here this morning?"

"Yeah." I hugged her back. "Had a date with Stiles today. And I missed you guys."

"You," Isaac pointed a finger at me and then at Stiles, "are dating him? Why?"

"I could ask Nat the same thing." Stiles scoffed, crossing his arms.

"I'm so glad I'm no longer dating. Geesh." Malia huffed, plopping herself on the couch. "Boys are too much work."

"You've got that right." Natalie-Nicole, Hayden, and I all said. Stiles gave me a look and huffed.

"I love you." I beamed at him, batting my eyelashes.

"So, that girl sitting next to Malia, is Isaac's girlfriend?" Liam asked, standin in between Scott and Mason.

"Yup! I'm Natalie-Nicole." She awkawardly waved.

"And you know about the supernatural?" Mason questioned. Nat nodded. "Are you one?"

"Oh no! I'm a hundred percent human." She smiled.

"You know, you still haven't given me a hug." Scott grinned, holding out his arms.

"Or me!" Lydia added. Nat chuckled and went to hug the two. Her dog Clint eagerly went to go greet everyone.

"Wait...we didn't interupt your date, did we?" Hadyen looked at me.

"Nah. This date was more of a stay at homr and watch movies all day." I told her.

"And making out." Stiles palyfully winked.

"I'm gonna kill you." I narrowed my eyes at my boyfriend. He grinned in response.

"Love you too."