"We are breaking into the Administration office?" I asked Stiles in a harsh whisper, he was dragging me down the hall by my wrist and I was trying to make sure that I had heard him correctly.

He nodded, "Yes. I have a copy of the speeding ticket he got, now let's just find a transfer form and see if the signatures match. I doubt this guy actually has parents."

"Do you really how crazy you sound?" I responded.

Stiles shrugged, "I don't care. I have a hunch and I'm following it." 

"Okay," I sighed, "and what is this grand master plan you have for breaking in and stealing his transfer form?" 

He smirked, "Well, you see that's why I'm bringing you... I need a distraction."

Of all the things I thought I was going to do with my day, this was certainly not one of them. The fact that he is asking me to help him do something illegal as hell isn't surprising, the fact that he's expecting me to actually partake in it is a different matter. I've been trying to stay out of trouble lately. Leave it to Stiles to throw that semi-clean record out the window. Honestly, the only thing I have is the whole restraining order thing with Jackson, but breaking into the Administration office to steal something is sure to be added to my record if we get caught. 

If I'm going to do this, that means that I am team Stiles. I am taking his side and believing that Theo is "evil" so to say. I have to decide now whether or not this is the path that I want to take. If I go through with this than that means Scott's goody two shoe theory is down the drain and I'm all for Theo being a bad guy. 

Do I really want to do this? I have to trust Stiles, right? I mean, Scott can't always be right and everyone can't always be good... so that means Stiles is right. I'm trying extremely hard to rationalize why I need to take Stiles' side on this and I'm coming up with a blank slate here. 

Stiles sensed my hesitation and he sighed, "Why are you taking Scott's side on this? You can't honestly tell me that you think something isn't up with Theo."

"I can't say that I don't think something is not up with him either, Stiles. I can admit the way he's trying extremely hard to get in the pack is a little unsettling but he hasn't done anything to actually prove to us that he's the bad guy here. I want to take your side, I really do, but at the same time I'd like to believe that someone can come into our lives and they aren't a psychopath trying to kill us." I breathed out in exasperation. 

His eyes widened, "Don't you think I'd like to believe that, too? Kasey, I hate having to be the paranoid one all the time... but everyone wants to just assume that there aren't bad guys and there are and for some reason we are a magnet for them. I'm asking to just trust me on this okay? I need you to believe me and trust me and I promise you that I'm right on this. If I'm not you can punch me in the throat."

I sighed, "Stiles--"

"Kasey, please." He pleaded, the look on his face showing me that he truly did believe with his entire being that Theo was evil. 

How am I supposed to argue with him on this? I have to trust him, I mean even after that Derek kiss and I begged him to believe me and take my side... he did. I have to do the same for him, right? Here he is, begging me to take his side and I have to take it because I already know if the roles were reversed he would take mine. He's done it before so now it's my turn to take his.

"Okay," I said loudly, "okay. I'll take your side but Stiles you better be right on this or Scott is gonna have both of our asses."

Stiles smiled and nodded, "I am right. Now, do you have any ideas of how to be a perfect distraction so I can sneak in and sneak out unnoticed?" 

"I have an idea, yeah." I muttered as I took a deep breath and glanced at the Administration office door.

I was going to pretend to pass out, because that seemed like the only viable option I would have. If I walked in and collapsed then everyone would be caught off guard and they would rush over to me and see if I was okay so it made sense... I just have to be able to play the part convincing enough. I mean I've passed out enough times to know the drill, I just hope I can do this right.

"I'll go in first, when you see an opening take it." I said before walking into the office. 

There were two people working the front desk and they both seemed very focussed on what was on the computer monitors in front of them. I took a deep breath and stepped closer to the desk, "Excuse me."

The lady closest to me glanced up and quirked an eyebrow, "Can I help you?"

"I was just wondering if I could get another copy of my schedule, I've seem to have lost mine and I--I..."

 My vision was going fuzzy as I started to blink rapidly. I gripped the edge of the desk to try and steady myself. What the hell? I wanted to pretend to pass out, not actually do it. The room was spinning and I crouched down to prevent myself from toppling over, this isn't good. I felt like my insides were twisting around one another and I couldn't feel my hands. What is going on? The woman behind the desk approached me, "Are you alright?"

I started to shake my head from side to side, not being able to speak. I saw Stiles sneak in out of the corner of my eye and I panicked slightly, he has no idea that this is real. I was supposed to be pretending to do all of this, why is this actually happening? I feel like I'm going to get sick. The other lady stood from her desk and she approached me as well, "Should I call the nurse?"

"Yes, I have no idea what's going on. I don't even know who this is." 

Oh shit, now they are calling the nurse. I tried to stand up, but my knees buckled and I went back down. I just wanted to help Stiles break into the attendance office and now Karma is punishing me for aiding him in breaking the law. I coughed to clear my throat, "I'm fine... I'm just dizzy." 

Which was true, I was extremely dizzy at the moment. I feel like I'm having a damn anxiety attack. The lady beside me helped me to a chair and once I was seated, I felt slightly better. I put my head in my hands and tried to get my breathing under control. I haven't felt like this in quite some time and I'm not exactly thrilled to be taking a stroll down memory lane. I really hope Stiles can get a copy of that damn transfer slip or this would have all been for nothing. I saw him quickly exit the office, not bothering to glance in my direction. He has no idea that this isn't an act. 

"I'm going to go and grab you a bottle of water, don't move." the woman instructed as she ran behind her desk. 

I felt a vibrate in my pocket, I glanced at my phone screen to see a text from Stiles telling me to meet him in the library as soon as I could. I let out a sigh and rubbed at my temples, completely thrown as to why this had just happened. What in the hell could have caused this? The woman shoved a water bottle in my face and I grabbed it without thinking. I need to figure out what the hell is going on with me. 

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After the incident in the office and a lot of convincing to the school nurse that I was fine, I was able to make my way to the school library. I'm assuming that Stiles had managed to get what he wanted out of the files in the office, at least I was hoping that he did... otherwise that whole scene I caused was for nothing. I'm still not exactly sure what I'm going to do about it, either. I mean, it had to be something related to my abilities things like that usually are... the question is what the hell did it mean? 

I approached the doors to the library and pulled out my keycard so I could enter. The building's security system only allowed people with keycards to enter, which I think was pretty cool. Once the lock beeped I pushed the door opened and entered the library. Students were gathered at tables and checking the shelfs for books. I could see the back of Stiles' body at a table on the other side of the room. I adjusted my backpack and walked over to the table, where Scott, Kira and Malia were all sitting. 

Scott glanced at me once I got to the table, "You broke into the Administration office?" 

My eyes shot to Stiles who was looking at me guiltily, "I may have told them." 

"Oh my God," I muttered as I smacked his arm, "I didn't break into the office. I just served as the distraction, Stiles broke into the office." 

Stiles rolled his eyes, "Okay, so we broke into the Administration office, can we just focus on the signatures please?" 

I peered over his shoulder to get a look at the two forms on the table, and sure enough the signatures were different. It was a very subtle difference but they were still different which meant that Stiles was in fact onto something. It is totally possible that maybe his dad just decided to change his signature a bit, but then again it's also possible that it's somebody else signing the paper. 

"They're sort-of different," Malia said as she analyzed the signatures.

Stiles spazzed dramatically as he gestured to the papers, "They're completely different. Come on. Look, the garlands don't match, the undulations of the sinuous stroke are totally off. And look, look at this. A perfect example of the criminal tremor." 

I blinked rapidly, having no idea what the hell he had just said. He really did do his research on forgery. As he pointed all of this out, it did make it more obvious that the signatures were different. Which means that either Theo signed the form for the transfer, or another adult did. 

Kira glanced at Stiles, "So now Theo is Theo, but his parents aren't his parents?" 

"Someone's not someone, and when I figure out who the someone really is, that someone's in big trouble." he clarified. 

My brother sighed, "But no one's done anything wrong."

"Yet," Stiles breathed out harshly. "If Theo's parents are both psychotic killers then obviously we should not trust him, right?" 

"My parents are Peter and the Desert Wolf..." Malia stated, arguing his point. 

The table fell silent as everyone's eyes landed on Stiles. He rubbed at his eyes, "Okay, it's fine. You know what, I'll just figure this out by myself. I don't need you or you, or you." 

He had gestured to Scott, Kira and Malia before he snatched up the papers and stormed away from the table. Scott glanced at me unsurely, "Is he okay?" 

"He really believes that Theo is evil, and I think we should listen to him guys. He's not gonna let this go until you hear him out." I said with a sigh. 

Scott opened his mouth to respond but he stopped, his eyes widening as he glanced behind me. I turned around to see Stiles marching back over to us, an annoyed look plastered on his face. He snatched my backpack strap and pulled me away saying, "But I do need you."

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"I told you he was up to something." Stiles whispered as we watching Theo grab something wrapped in brown paper out of the trunk of his car. He glanced over his shoulder once before stalking off into the Beacon Hills Preserve. 

Liam sighed, "We just spent the last three hours watching this dude play video games in his bedroom. He better be out here covering up a mass murder." 

After Stiles had his little tantrum in the library, he realized that he did in fact need some help with his Theo investigation. Help that I couldn't offer anymore because I had lost my werewolf side. He needed someone to hear, see and smell things that we couldn't. The only other werewolf in Beacon Hills that we knew and trusted enough to help us do this, was Liam. He was all for it, especially since it meant that he got to be involved in something and he wasn't disregarded like he usually is. 

The last three hours had been spent sitting in Stiles' jeep outside of Theo's house while he played video games in his bedroom. I had attempted to take a nap, but Stiles forced me to stay awake so I could be alert and aware of what was happening. I was starting to think that maybe Theo wasn't as evil as Stiles thought... I mean, what kind of evil mastermind plays video games for three hours straight? 

"Let's find out," I said flatly as I stood up to follow behind Theo. 

Stiles snatched my wrist and tugged me back down behind the bush we were hiding behind, "He's a werewolf remember, he can hear and smell you... give it a few minutes and then we can have Liam catch his scent." 

I sighed and nodded along to what he said. I'm being the supportive girlfriend right now, especially since I doubt Theo is doing anything remotely evil out here. I am taking Stiles' side in all of this, but he's making it extremely difficult to rationalize why I'm doing so. I think the main reason I'm doing it is because Stiles wants me to, and I hate making him upset. 

Liam stood up, "Alright I have his scent let's go." 

Stiles and I both stood up and followed behind Liam as he led the way after Theo. The night air was slightly chilly, and the breeze made me adjust my jacket over myself. Our feet carried us over the damp grass, these woods never failed to make me feel uncomfortable. Nothing good ever happens here. For example, the damn nemeton is around here somewhere and that thing is the definition of not good. 

I can only imagine what Theo is doing out here, but he did grab something out of the trunk of his car that was wrapped in brown paper so he was obviously hiding something. I need to stop questioning Stiles and just accept that Theo is evil. I hate being on the fence about things, but it's so hard to think bad things about someone when they've never given you a reason to. I'm taking Stiles' side but I'm praying that he's wrong. 

Is it so bad for me to wish for a normal person to stumble into our lives? 

"Still have his scent?" Stiles asked Liam as we briskly walked through the mass of trees. 

Liam shrugged and nodded his head towards the ground, "Don't need it." 

I glanced down to see what he was talking about, and then I saw shoe imprints in the dirt. Theo had came this way, which is good. This place is huge, and it wouldn't exactly be hard to lose him in here. I can only imagine to where he's going. 

We took a few more steps before Liam stopped altogether. Stiles turned around and glanced at the young beta, "What? What's wrong?" 

"I forgot, I was supposed to meet Mason at the school gym." he responded awkwardly. 

I sighed, "At let me guess, you didn't tell him yet?" 

"Didn't tell him what?" Stiles asked in confusion. 

My eyes narrowed on Liam, "Anything. He hasn't told him about anything whatsoever." 

"I can't just tell him anything." Liam argued. 

Stiles quirked an eyebrow upwards, "Why not?" 

"Because I haven't... I haven't told him everything yet." Liam breathed out as he flailed his arms around dramatically. 

My boyfriend blinked in confusion, "Still? We said it was okay." 

"Yeah, I know... but it's not that easy. It's a lot to accept." Liam stated. 

I glanced at Stiles who was looking at Liam in pure bewilderment, "He watched my dad blow up a Berserker with a land mine. I think the groundwork has been thoroughly laid for acceptance. Scott and I, we've been through this. Okay? More than once. It's just, it's always better when they know." 

And with that Stiles began to lead the way once again. I watched Liam pull out his cell phone and glance at the screen before he walked alongside me, and I was a few feet behind Stiles. 

"What if he freaks out? What if he doesn't want to talk to me? What if he tries to stab me with something silver? Or what if--" 

Liam's frantic questioning was abruptly cut short and replaced with a loud thud. I glanced in the direction where he had been walking and saw that he was gone. There was a large hole in the ground sitting where he should have been standing. Stiles turned around in confusion, "What the hell?" 

"I think he fell in a hole," I stated as I pointed to the aforementioned hole. 

Stiles sighed and stomped towards me and looked down in the hole, "What the hell are you doing? I--" he stopped speaking when he heard a twig snap, his head quickly turned to the side and he caught sight of Theo, "there he is. Hurry up and stop screwing around." 

I watched as Stiles took off in pursuit of Theo. I glanced down in the hole and chuckled while Liam attempted to wipe the mud off the screen of his phone. He narrowed his eyes as he jumped up out of the hole, "It's not funny." 

"It's kind of funny," I admitted, not bothering to hide the laughter. 

Liam rolled his eyes and folded his arms over his chest in a pouting manner. Seeing that only made me laugh even more. Stiles shot me a look over his shoulder telling me to shut the hell up, so I quickly swallowed down the laughter and put on a serious face. Stiles and Liam were now hidden behind a large branch as they watched Theo. From what I could see, he was standing on a bridge over a creek type thing.

Stiles grabbed Liam's shoulder, "Try and get his scent. Getting anything?" 

Liam shrugged, "Soap? It's nice, it smells good."

"Not his soap, his emotional state. Chemosignals, remember?" Stiles sighed. 

Liam nodded quickly, "Oh, yeah. Okay. Uh, he's sad."

"He's sad?" I echoed in confusion.

"Yeah," Liam said, "well he's not just sad. It's more like grief." 

Now it was Stiles' turn to repeat back what Liam had said, "Grief?"

I watched as Theo pulled something out of the paper and dropped it into the water. I couldn't tell what it was, but it was white. Stiles turned around suddenly, pushing Liam and I out of the way and hightailing it away from our hiding spot, "Oh my God! We have to go." 

"What why?" I asked in confusion, while trying to not trip over my own two feet.

Stiles kept pushing, "Go, right now. Just go." 

Liam and I were silent and obeyed his command. We passed the hole where Liam had fallen, and made our way back towards the jeep. Once we were at least halfway back Stiles decided to speak, "It's the bridge where they found his sister."

"What sister?" Liam inquired.

Stiles' speed was increasing, "The one that got lost and died from exposure. He's leaving a flower for her."

"Stiles, that doesn't sound evil at all." I stated. 

He glared at me, "I know!"

I heard a scraping sound, and I glanced in the direction from which it came... which happened to be above us. Upon my investigation, I saw Theo standing on a branch above us. My arms shot out on either side, stopping both Stiles and Liam's movements. Stiles followed my eyes and he let out a sound of surprise. 

Theo hopped out of the tree, landing directly in front of us, "What are you guys doing?" 

Liam acted on impulse and stood protectively in front of Stiles and I, growling as he did so. Stiles grabbed his shoulder, telling him to calm down as Theo approached us. 

"Whoa," Theo breathed out as he held his hands up, "why do I get the feeling that this kid is tougher than he looks?" 

I wanted to respond that he felt that way because he did research on all of us and he knows everything but I decided to keep my mouth shut. When he said that to me, I think it was a slip-up. Why would he willingly tell me that he has looked into all of us? That doesn't help his cause in any way whatsoever... if anything it makes him look more suspicious. 

"Only when we let him off his leash," Stiles responded evenly. 

Theo moved his attention to my boyfriend, "Stiles, we were in Little League together. Why are you so suspicious of me?"

Stiles was silent for a moment, weighing his options. He could be honest and give Theo one of the reasons why he is highly suspicious of him, or he can lie and try to avoid the topic. I happen to find it highly suspicious that he just happened to be done with his little flower thing as soon as we saw him do it. It's like he was waiting for us to see him to do it so we didn't think he was up to anything. You know, actually I am starting to see why Stiles thinks the way he does about Theo... he's coming across as a little too perfect. 

"Because of these," Stiles said as he pulled the two pieces of paper out of his pocket. The speeding ticket and the transfer form.

Theo took the folded up pieces of paper and glanced them over as Stiles said, "One's a speeding ticket signed by your dad eight years ago. The other one's a signature on a transfer form to Beacon High. They're different." 

"Huh," Theo responded as he locker over the papers thoroughly, "Yeah they do look a little different." 

Stiles shook his head from side to side, "No, they're totally different, signed by two different people." 

"So my dad's not my dad? Like, he's an impostor?" Theo asked with a nervous smile. 

I folded my arms over my chest, "Something like that." 

"Who do you think I am?" Theo asked as he folded the papers back together. 

Stiles held eye contact with him, "We don't know yet." 

"Want me to give you a DNA sample or something?" he asked, once again using that smile. 

This entire altercation was making me uncomfortable. Theo now knows that we are on his trail and looking into him, which is going to make him start being more careful and he's going to push harder for Scott to like him. I'm gonna have to tell Scott to not trust him, hell I'll even tell him it's an Admonere feeling if I have to. 

"No, because I don't have anything from the fourth grade to match it to." Stiles responded sarcastically, but it was a different kind of sarcasm. It was darker, meaner. 

Theo was silent, his gaze downcast to the ground for a few moments. Stiles and I glanced at each other, not knowing what he was about to throw at us now. If it's another sappy story from the fourth grade I may just punch him in the throat. I'm not a fan of emotional manipulation and Theo seems to be ready to use it at all times. 

"You know guys... I came back here for Scott, but I also came back for you two, as well. Someone like Stiles, who is willing to walk into the woods in the middle of the night to protect his friends. Someone like Kasey, who has her brother and friends back and tags along to make sure that they're okay. I don't have anyone like that, and Scott does. You all do. I know I'm in the right place. I'm mean to be here. I'm meant to be a part of this pack." Theo said with finality. 

⬘ ⬘ ⬘ 

Theo has to know that Stiles and I are dating, how can he not know that? The reason why this thought is currently racing around in my head is because when he was talking about Stiles and I, he said that I was with Stiles because I was helping my brother and my friend. I wanted to correct Theo after I had realized what he had said, but I chose to not speak. It's obvious that Stiles and I are together, right? 

"He's too perfect," I muttered as we made our way back to the jeep. 

Stiles glanced at me, "He's what?" 

"Too perfect, he's too nice he smiles too much and it's like he's acting. I don't know what I'm trying to say because it sounds crazy, but it's like he wanted us to follow him to the bridge tonight so we could see him dropping the flowers, because what are the freaking odds that he was done with his little whatever it was as soon as we decided to walk away? There is something definitely off with him." I attempted to explain my thought process. 

My boyfriend nodded quickly, "Thank you! Finally, someone else sees it." 

"I agree," Liam added as an afterthought. 

Stiles pulled his keys out of his pocket as we rounded the front of the jeep, but the three of us halted in our tracks when we noticed Scott was sitting on his bike right next to the jeep. I swallowed nervously, glancing at Stiles who looked as nervous as I did. Now we were going to have to explain that we followed Theo out here to him and he's going to lecture us. 

"Find anything?" my brother asked, his eyes narrowing on me. 

Okay, I can clearly see that he is drawing lines in the sand now and he's expecting me to pick a side. Clearly, he didn't want me on Stiles' side at the moment. Before, I was taking his side because nobody else was and I felt like it was my duty as his girlfriend to take his side, but now I'm taking his side because I whole-heartedly believe that something is up with Theo. 

I shook my head from side to side, "Nope." 

"I feel in a hole." Liam supplied quickly, trying to break the awkward tension. 

Stiles made his way into the jeep and keyed the ignition, attempting to start it. Scott walked up to the side of the jeep with his hands in his pockets, "It was the bridge where his sister died, wasn't it?"

"Yes it was. Very embarrassing. So, we are gonna leave now." Stiles answered as he turned the key, the jeep attempted to start but it failed. 

His jeep has been failing apart lately, and I think it's because he hasn't fixed the problems that have popped up along the way because he's been entirely too focussed on other things. I think that he needs to take it to a mechanic or possibly trade in for a new car because it's just getting to the point of no return. 

Stiles climbed out of the jeep, "Liam, do me a favor. Just get in the car and turn the ignition when I say."

I was currently standing in front of the jeep, where Stiles was now making his way. Scott followed behind him as Stiles popped the hood and started messing with something. I couldn't tell what was what due to the amount of duct tape that he had on everything. It looked insane. 

"Stiles?" 

He quickly dismissed my brothers question, "Be with you in a sec. Try it now, Liam."

Liam did as instructed and the jeep still didn't start. Stiles bowed his head down in frustration. Scott sighed, "Stiles?" 

"Yes. Okay, we followed him out here. What do you want me to say? That I'm a stalker, huh? That I'm crazy, totally paranoid? None of this is new information." Stiles snapped as he tried to tighten something else inside the jeep.

My brother glanced between the two of us, "You two aren't even going to try to give him the benefit of the doubt?" 

"I give people the benefit of the doubt," Stiles stated as he turned to face my brother, "I've given a lot of benefit to a lot of people." 

Scott nodded once, "Like Derek? Kira? Liam?" 

"I was right about Peter," Stiles said slightly out of breath, "try it again!" 

Liam once again tried to start the jeep, but to no avail. I could tell that this conversation was going down hill really fast and I really wanted to avoid either arguing with Scott, or getting between an argument with Scott and Stiles.

"You know, I bet you still think that there's something about him that can be saved." Stiles added, still talking about Peter. 

My heart stopped as my eyes snapped to Scott, to which he nodded and responded, "Maybe." 

"Seriously?" I gasped, I was starting to feel anger boiling inside of me. If there was one person I hated more than anything it was Peter Hale. Scott should hate him too, for everything that he's done to us. He should hate him simply because I hate him, but I guess that's not enough for him. 

Scott gaped at me, "Why are you taking his side in this?" 

"Why are you making me pick?" I asked in annoyance, "I'm allowed to think whatever I want, okay? And I think something is definitely up with Theo. Why don't you trust my judgement? There are a shit ton of bad people in this world and you need to wake the hell up and realize that." 

I could tell that my words registered something within him, because his facial expression hardened slightly. Stiles stopped messing with his jeep as he watched the two of us wearily, very rarely do Scott and I argue, but a storm between us was brewing. 

"Why can't you trust me, then? You always want to assume the worst, you both do." Scott snapped. 

My heart was pounding in my ears at this point, "Because you trust everyone! You're the reason we get into the shit we do because you think everyone can be saved!"

Without thinking I swung my arm down and I hit the jeep, hard. I bit down on my lip as Stiles rushed to grab my hand. Scott's eyes widened and he took a step towards me, "Kasey, let me see it?" 

"I'm fine," I said quickly. 

I wasn't fine, my hand hurt like hell but I'm a supernatural creature and I just injured myself so I'll heal. My healing process only works when I'm hurt by the supernatural. My eyes were watering and Stiles had a panicked look on his face, "Are you--"

"I said I was fine." I responded before he could ask me. 

Scott approached me, "Kasey, let me see it... please."

I pulled my hand away from Stiles so Scott could get a glimpse of my hand, he grabbed it gently and placed it between both of his. I watched as his veins turned black, and suddenly my hand stopped hurting. I wanted to punch him, but at the same time I wanted to thank him. 

Without thinking I pulled my hand away and rubbed at it, Liam twisted the key again and the jeep finally started. Stiles folded his arms over his chest and Scott nodded before walking over to his bike to leave. Once he was gone, Stiles glanced at me, "You okay?" 

I nodded, "I'm fine. Let's get out of here." 

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CHAPTER IS DONE FINALLY! THIS TOOK MY FOR FREAKING EVER TO WRITE! ALSO, I USED SOME GIFS AGAIN BECAUSE A LOT OF YOU SAID YOU LIKED IT. FROM NOW ON I MAY ONLY DO 1-2 PER CHAPTER, IF I DO ANY AT ALL. 

SO A LOT OF YOU ARE PROBABLY WONDERING WHY I HAD KASEY BE THE ONE TO HURT HERSELF AT THE END, AND THAT IS BECAUSE THE RIFF BETWEEN KASEY AND SCOTT IS GONNA BE BIGGER THAN THE RIFF BETWEEN SCOTT AND STILES. IF YOU TRULY THINK ABOUT IT, WHO WILL AFFECT SCOTT MORE, KASEY OR STILES? WHO WILL AFFECT KASEY MORE, SCOTT OR STILES? THE TWINS ARE GOING TO BE GOING AT IT THIS SEASON, AND YOU WILL SEE A DYNAMIC WITH THEM THAT YOU HAVEN'T SEEN BEFORE. I'M REALLY EXCITED TO WRITE IT BECAUSE YOU WILL TRULY GET TO SEE THE LIGHT AND DARK SIDES TO BOTH OF THEM. 

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