Chapter Forty-Seven

"So. You and Stiles?" Isaac questioned. I glanced over at the clock, it had been 15 and a half hours since we'd push everyone in. We'd all had turns of going out, getting our fresh air. Not only has it been 15 hours, but the moon was going to rise any moment, but I don't feel a thing.

It was almost like I was human again.

I looked at Isaac. "What?"

It was only Isaac and myself, Deaton and Lydia had gone to get us some food, water, and towels for the other three.

"You and Stiles. T—The kiss." Isaac sutters. "How long has that been going on for?"

"Uh... A month or two." I explained and his eyes widened. "Stiles and I, we technically aren't dating but I'd like to say we're exclusive." 

"Why aren't you dating?" Isaac questioned and I looked over at Stiles' floating body in the tub.

"With everything going on..." I half explained, feeling defeated. "It doesn't feel right to get into a relationship right now."

"I guess that's fair." Isaac agreed.

I then looked at him. "So, you and Allison?" Isaac's eyes widen. "Oh, don't act innocent. I see the one you guys look at each other." 

He smiled, looking over at Allison's floating body. "Yeah... She's just so great, you know?"

"That girl definitely has a type," I tell myself, cracking a smile.

"What do Scott and I have in common?" Isaac furrows his eyebrows, shooting me a look.

"You're both werewolves, that's for sure." I quip, giving him a look. I tuck my hair behind my ear, then looked at him thoughtfully. I walked over to him. "Okay, I have to do this because she's my best friend. But if you dare hurt her, I will make sure to grab some wolfsbane, plus mistletoe, and poison you for your next meal."

He smirked at me. "Shouldn't have told me your plan."

"What, you're not gonna eat for weeks?" I questioned him, the two of us eye to eye. I had my arms crossed, he was leaning against the bench. "You'll die from starvation, sweetheart."

His face fell and he gulped. "Oh, yeah. How come Scott didn't get this talk?"

"Because he's Scott McCall. My good old friend. And he's a little... Well, let's just say something is loose in his brain." I mutter the last part, just in case Scott could hear me. I wouldn't want him killing me. Not that he would. "But that's beside the point! Hurt her, and I'll kill you. Are we clear?"

"You know, you're kind of adorable when you try to start a fight," Isaac informed me and I raised an eyebrow before hitting him across the head. "Hey! What was that for?!"

"I think I'm going crazy," I mutter.

"Going? Sweetie, you are." Isaac held his head and I pretend to launch at him, causing him to flinch and I laughed. "Oh, real funny." 

"You guys are both losing it." Lydia walked in and throws me some water.

"Water!" I kissed the bottle, before opening the cap and chugging half of it.

"Note to self, never leave you guys alone." Lydia purses her lips, handing a water bottle to Isaac.

"How are they?" Deaton questioned, coming in with towels a few seconds later.

"They've been..." I looked at the three bodies floating in the water. "Floating?"

"That's good. They seem stable." Deaton informed us and I looked over at the time again. It was about to hit 16 hours.

"What if they never wake up?" I questioned, beginning to pace around. "What would happen then, huh? How are we going to explain to their parents—" I gasped. "Oh, my God. Their parents won't know. They might be dead. They'll be dead. We're all be—"

Lydia shoves a sandwich in my mouth, shutting me up effectively. "That won't happen." She looked at Deaton nervously. "Right?"

I begin to chew and swallow, only managing to take one bite before I felt the urge to throw it up. I put it down on the bench before deciding to take a seat on it. I crossed my legs. I drank some more water.

"It shouldn't happen." I could feel Deaton's hope dropping by the minutes, which didn't help my nerves. I pulled out my phone and begin to play Minecraft I had recently downloaded onto my phone.

Isaac glanced over at my screen. "What are you playing?"

"Minecraft," I respond, chopping down some wood. "Ooh! Do you want to see my world? It's called Beacon Hills." Isaac gives me a look. "Oh, leave me alone; I got bored one night."

"You have time to play video games?" Lydia asked.

I grinned. "I know."

I hand Isaac my phone and he looks around. "Jesus Christ! You built a mansion!"

"I know." I sighed. "It's the house I dream to live in."

"You have sheep surrounded by blocks." Isaac frowned. "Why?"

"So I can breed and slaughter." I grin. "It's really fun once you know what you're doing, I promise. I also have cows, chickens, and pigs. You can build a house if you want, it just can't be cooler than mine."

Isaac shrugged. "Why not? We've got time to kill."

Lydia looked at us. "You guys are literal children."

"Lyds, I've been here for ten hours, what do you want me to do? Go back to pacing and biting my nails?" I asked her. 

"God, please no. That's my biggest pet peeve about you." Lydia informed me.

"I think it's a great distraction," Deaton added.

I smiled and made a hand gesture towards him. "Thank you."

"Hey! I got Diamonds!" Isaac shouted excitedly and I quickly looked at his phone.

"What?!" I see that he's deep in a cave. "Diamonds are like the rarest in the game. Don't die, or do anything stupid."

"Hey, what's that green thing?" Isaac questioned.

"That's a creeper! Get away!" I yelled, worried that he'd kill me. Isaac used the keys to move away, and it exploded near him.

"Jesus Christ women! Stop shouting in my ear." He groaned. "Hey, why am I being shot at?"

"Because it's dark, and you're in a cave, asshole." I take the phone away from him. "You've lost Minecraft privileges."

Isaac brings out his own phone. "I can just download it myself."

"It costs 10 dollars." I grinned at him. He puts his phone back in his pocket.

Lydia takes away my phone. "You've both lost Minecraft privilege." Lydia quips, putting my phone in her pocket. "Now, stop being children."

I turned to Isaac. "Do you wanna play tik-tac-toe?"

"How?" Isaac asked. Before I could even begin to explain, one by one, Scott, Allison and Stiles burst up from the water in the steel tubs, gasping for breath. Their eyes snapped open. My feet hit the ground as I rushed towards them with Lydia.

They lurch up, surging back to consciousness. Water splashes across the floor as they each grasp for the edges of the steel tub.

"I saw it—I know where it is," Scott informed us quickly.

One-by-one, they scramble out of the tubs, soaking wet. "We passed it—there's a stump--this huge tree—not huge now—it was cut down—but big. Very big." Stiles explained hurriedly.

"It was the night we were looking for the body." Scott looked over at Stiles.

"The night you were bitted by Peter." Stiles nodded. I remembered that night. The night I went alone and almost died.

"I was there too. In the car with my mother. We almost hit someone." Allison spoke. I remember hitting someone too.

"It was me! You almost hit me." He realised and my eyes widen slightly. Did I almost hit Scott that night, too? They look to us, elated by their discovery. "We can find it." 

They face confusingly muted reactions. Deaton, Isaac, Lydia, and I share looks far less hopeful. "What?" Allison asked.

"You guys were out a long time," Isaac spoke.

Scott looks to the windows to see that it's still night. But Stiles is the first to make the realization. "How long is a long time?" Stiles asked.

"16 hours," Deaton revealed.

"We were in the water for 16 hours?" Scott's eyes widened.

"And the full moon rises in less than four."

⇉

After grabbing them towels, water, and food, we begging to discuss again, standing around as a group. Scott, Allison, and Stiles are all dry by now. I watched Stiles' hair go floppy from being damp, and I couldn't help but be the most attracted to him right now.

A towel was pulled around his shoulder, Stiles shaking his head at Scott. "No, dude. You're not going back to them."

"I made a deal with Deucalion." Scott tells him.

"Anybody else think that sounded a lot like "deal with the Devil."." Stiles tells us, his eyes glancing arond before they fall on me. I was leaning against the bench, in my own happy world starring at Stiles, knowing he was alive. I couldn't help but not take my eyes off him. I didn't care if it made me a creep.

He gave me a half-smile, holding his towel. I zoned into him, barely reacting to his gesture. "Why's it matter anyway?" Isaac asked.

"Because I still don't think we can beat Jennifer without their help." Scott tells us.

Allison looked at Deaton. "He trusts you more than any of us. Tell him he's wrong."

"I'm not so sure he is. Circumstances like this sometimes require you to align yourself with people you'd normally consider enemies." Deaton tells us and I rolled my eyes. I was annoyed by this answer, but I knew he was right.

"We're supposed to trust him? The guy who calls himself Death, destroyer of worlds." Isaac asked.

"I wouldn't trust him, no. But you could certainly use him to your advantage." Deaton advises us.

The sound of the front door opening interrupts them. I grew tense, ready to throw a punch if I had to. My fist clenched. Following Deaton, we look out to the waiting room to see Ethan standing just behind the gate.

"I'm looking for Lydia." Ethan requests and I glower at him, ready to defend.

Lydia steps out from behind us. "What do you want?"

"I need your help." Ethan requests.

"With what?" I spat out, protective as I send a glare his way.

"Stopping my brother and Kali..." His eyes turns to Scott. "From killing Derek."

⇉

"Just grab something, Stiles." Scott spoke into the phone as Stiles and I searched around his home to try and grab something for me, Scott, and Isaac to sniff them out.

Stiles pulls out his boxers. "Boxers?"

"I'm not smelling his boxers," Scott tells him.

"They're clean." I sing out teasingly, though they are most definitely not as we search through Noah's laundry. "Okay, fine. We got socks for you."

"Perfect, meet you in 10." Scott informed us before hanging up on us and I sighed, tucking the sock into my pocket and tried to find something for me to smell, too. Scott was over at the Argent's, looking for something from Argent's to sniff them out with.

"Hey, I can still strongly smell—" Stiles pulls me closer to him and connected our lips together, finally getting our alone time for five minutes. I melt into the kiss, my knees almost giving out as I cave. He pulls away softly, our foreheads touching each other's. "Stiles."

"Yeah?" Stiles looked at me innocently.

"Hi." I spoke softly, barely breathing the word out. He grinned and pulled my chin close to his, our lips reconnecting with each other. I pulled away this time. "I don't know if we have time for this."

"We have a few seconds to enjoy each others company?" Stiles suggested. "We don't have to do anything. I just want to... Hold you." I give him a raised eyebrow. "Well, when you were starring at me earlier, I wanted to attack you with a hug. But it wasn't the right time, and now I feel it is. For a few minutes."

I giggled at his cuteness. "Okay. We can hug. You're so cute." He wrapped his arms around me, pulling me close and I felt warm. I felt safe, and I felt at home. "This is nice. I thought... I thought I was going to lose you, Stiles."

"I know." He whispered, kissing the top of my forehead. "But you won't. I've said it before and I'll say it again. You won't lose me. I promise." I hugged him tighter, not caring him my strength was hurting him.

"Man, I'd never forget your smell." I spoke, softly inhaling his scent. I need it memorised.

"Oh yeah? What is my scent?" He asked.

"Rain. And a bit of mint, too." I add. "I love it." I looked up at him, eye to eye. I love you. Say it, Paige. But my mouth dried and I coudn't speak anymore as I stare into his brown eyes. I love you.

He gives me a precious smile. He kisses my lips, short and sweet before pulling away. "Thanks." He spoke.

"You're welcoming," I replied automatically, even though I had no idea what he was thanking me for. I turn to Noah's pillow case before I got a message from Isaac.

Isaac (bitch #1)
FBI are in Allison's apartment. Scott's Dad.
—Sent now

My face drained. "Scott's Dad is in Allie's apartment." I voiced out. Stiles looked at me.

"What? Really?" He asked. I nodded.

"Yeah. Okay. Let's go." I spoke, and Stiles nodded, the two of us grabbing our things before jumping into his Jeep. "Okay, just keep driving." I smell Noah's sock as Stiles was now driving out of the suburbs and around the woods.

The two of us stayed silent, neither of us knowing what to say to the other. Not even the radio was on. I don't think it worked, anyways.

I glanced at Stiles' speed and he was driving far too fast. But, neither of us cared. No one was on the road and it was misty.

Suddenly, something strange began to happen. The wind picks up to gale force, shaking the Jeep. Dust and dirt fly at the windshield as he peers up into the black sky and the strange storm tearing its way into town.

Stiles and I looked at each other. "Well, that can't be good." He spoke, his thumbs tapping nervously on the wheel. Racing into darker and darker terrain, the wind howls about Stiles's Jeep, rattling it. Even threatening to topple it. I held onto the seat, my eyes widen. "What the hell..."

"Stiles, maybe we should pull over." I suggest, but I knew that wasn't an option in his mind. "We can walk from here."

"But that would take us more time." Stiles tried to argue back. He was squinting, neither of us can see what was in front of us. The storm begins to thicken, obscuring our view until the next thing we see is a tree hurtling toward us.

I gasped out, The Jeep smashes into it with a horrifying crunch of metal. That was the last thing I see before everything went black.

⇉

I woke up, not knowing how long I was out. My vision was blurry and I tried to recollect my thoughts as I looked around to where I was. Where am I? The first thing I noticed was a tree at the front windshield.

I felt no pain, but I knew blood was dripping down my forehead. I reached up to feel it, and looked back down at my hands to only confirm that it was blood.

I had been in a car crash, I realised. Then, it hit me. Stiles and I were driving towards the storm at rapid speed, and a tree hit us. I gasped, blinking as the vision came back.

"Stiles?" I called out, my voice horse. I had no responds and I quickly panicked. "Stiles?" My voice went higher. I quickly unclipped the seat belt, and tried to look over the tree trunk but it was no use.

I punched the window beside me, and winced when a slight pain crossed over my knuckles but it quickly healed, not without leaving blood, though. I reached my hand out and tried to grab the handle of the door.

I succeed and opened the door before rolling out. I pant a few times, trying to gather my surroundings. We were on the side of the road, the storm was still happening. Quickly, I ran to the other side of the door. I opened it and Stiles was still knocked out, he was bleeding, badly. I quickly grabbed his hand gently.

Through my arm grows black viens from me taking away his pain. He looked relaxed, but was still sleeping. I shook him a little. "Stiles?" I asked. I could hear his heart beat still pumping which made me relax slightly. "Stiles?" I shake him a little more. "Stiles!" I shake him a lot.

His eyes snapped opened and looked around, panicked until his eyes found me. "Paige, are you okay?"

"Am I okay? Are you okay?" I asked him and he nods. I looked at the tree in front of us. "We crashed your Jeep."

He sighed deeply, running a hand through his hair. "This is why I always tell you to wear the seatbelt." Stiles informed me and I smiled a little. "I don't care if you're a werewolf, safety comes first."

My heart warmed at his confession. My hands touches his injury, a deep blood cut. "Oh, love." I spoke. "Are you sure it doesn't hurt?"

"Yeah, I'm fine." Stiles spoke sharply. "We need to get to our parents, now." Stiles quickly rushed out. "We might not have enough time."

"Okay. Okay. Lets go. Okay? Let's fix your Jeep. Where's your duck tape?" I questioend.

He frowned. "How do you know about my duck tape?"

"I just do." I smirked at him before looing in the back and quickly finding it. "Well, you've almot ran out." I looked at the near to empty roll and he opens his Jeep bonnet. I walked over and hand it to him ad he begins to fix it.

It mat not be professional, but it works 99% of the time.

"Can you go in and start the car? See if it works?" He requests and I do so. I jumped in and started the engine. The engine comes to life and the two of us looked at each other in amazement.

"I don't know how many times that is going to work." I spoke to him. "But be grateful while you can." I add, climbing over to the passenger seat and he shuts the lid before climbing into the drivers seat. It had taken us 20 minutes to get to the designated spot. As soon as Stiles parked the car, we jumped out and hurried over to the Nemeton that sat there. I frowned. "Where is it?"

"Here." Stiles looked over at the roots cellars entrance beginning to collapse because of the storm. My hair is rapidly flying around as we jogged towards it, Stiles holding a bat in his hand and I don't question it.

We rushed in, the dust flying up in our faces, the building was about to collapse. His aluminum baseball bat slides under the beam just as it drops down another inch. Astonishingly, it holds. I looked at him, surprised, just as the others did.

I was glad to see Noah, Melissa, Argent, Isaac, and Allison were here. Noah grins as his son. "I told you aluminium was better than wood."

With a relieved smile, Noah wraps an arm around the boy. Noah then pulled me in for a hug too, which I didn't say no to.

The wind abruptly stops, dust and dirt falling to the floor as if a switch had been flipped. Quiet surrounds the startled group as they glance to each other.

"Is it over?"

---Ella Speaks

Hi everyone!! That is season 3A over and done with. Now, onto season 3B. I think I might take a break lmao. Also, I've seen the new Teen Wolf movie and I'm sad to say I was disappointed. I won't be writing it probably, for any of my teen wolf books squeal or whatever. I'm just not gonna associate it with the teen wolf series tbh. Anyways, I'll see y'all soon :)