Following the Stars

Out Demons

Lydia shot up in the bed, Scott was by her side immediately, a comforting hand on her arm, grounding her as she fought to catch her breath
"Lydia what happened? Is she okay?"
"I don't know, we were talking about who she had fought and I asked who she was going to fight next and then she looked terrified and she screamed at me to-" Lydia trailed off, "Oh no"
"What?" Scott asked
"I know who it is?"
"Who what is?"
"The person Allison is afraid of"
"Who is it?" Scott asked
Lydia turned to him, her eyes full of fear

Allison stared at the space where Lydia had once been, muffling a broken sob with her fist
"Well wasn't that sweet"
Allison tensed and took a moment to rub her eyes with the back of her hand and turned slowly on the spot
"Hello Allison" the voice soft and welcoming
"Peter" Allison greeted, her voice wavering. She turned to see him leaning against the door frame casually, hands behind his back and his ankles crossed
"You don't seem scared" Peter smiled
"Why would I be? You can't hurt Lydia, she isn't here" Peter threw his head back and laughed
"Oh that's adorable"

"Lydia I was looking through one of those books I brought back from Derek's..." Scott began as he watched Lydia pacing beside Allison
"And?"
"I found something on the dreamscape..." His voice sounded strained
"What?" Lydia's head snapped up "What is it?"
"Allison was forced into it, her soul is separated from her body right?"
"Right"
"Well... She can't get back"
"What?!"
"Deaton severed the tether that connects her soul to her body in order to lock her in there, without a tether she can't come back. The dreamscape is like one door in the plains of oblivion. She needs an anchor so she can find her way back and Deaton cut it"

"I need to go back" Lydia dropped down beside Allison
"No, you can't Lydia" Scott pulled her from the bed "It's dangerous"
"She's stuck there with him Scott, I need to do something" Lydia tried to pull herself from him
"I can't let you Lydia..." Scott tightened his grip
"Just because Derek-"
"We don't know what would happen if you got trapped there" Scott tensed "They're back" He pulled Lydia with him out of the room, the girl taking a last look at Allison from over her shoulder
"It's official, vampires are the WORST" Stiles groans as he throws he baseball bat onto the sofa, his gaze softened when he saw the pair "Hey Lydia! Did it work?"
Lydia nodded to him mutely, Stiles' smile fell from his lips immediately
"Whoa what's wrong?" He glanced at Scott for answers before pulling Lydia towards him
"It's Peter" She practically felt Derek's head snap up
"What?"
"He's in her mind, he's one of her fears" Lydia looked up to him, tears filling her eyes "I need to get back Stiles"
"It's not safe though"
"Fuck that" Lydia spat
"The entire reason I put her into the coma was so she could learn to control her powers" Deaton said, Lydia's head snapped in his direction, a growl low in her throat
"Then why is it we've been able to go into her dream? Why is it you made it so she can't come back because you severed the tether between her body and soul?!" Lydia snapped, Deaton pursed his lips "Yeah, that's what I thought" Lydia replied in a threatening tone before turning on her heel and walking back up the stairs, Stiles and Derek close on her heels
"What are you thinking?" Stiles whispered
"I'm thinking that I don't want him anywhere near her" Lydia hissed "Is that a problem?" She glared at Derek
"Not at all" He replied coolly "Something doesn't feel right" He admitted in a whisper
"We keep an eye on him, but he stays away from this house. Derek, get him out of here. If he tries anything kill him, Stiles, you tell Scott and Danny. I'm going to check the house, make sure it's all secure"
Derek and Stiles nodded before leaving the room
"Dude, I know you're like number one in charge and everything, but I seriously think you should make Lydia like your second in command or something" Stiles whispered once they were out of earshot, Derek hummed, his eyes focused ahead

"Little hunter Allison, scared of the big bad wolf" Peter practically sung, Allison clenched her fists
"More like a puppy" she spat. Peter threw his head back, a laugh escaping his lips. Allison growled inwardly, the bastard was enjoying this
"Whatever helps you sleep at night, only, you don't sleep do you? That's why you're here? Scared that mommy never loved you. Scared that you'll let Lydia down. Again"
"Shut up"
"Struck a nerve there did I? Yes I've noticed that..." Peter pushed himself away from the door frame, his movements lazy as he stretched his arms behind his back "Whenever people insult or threaten her, that's when you fight. Funny isn't it?" Peter laughed again
"I'm not laughing"
"No." His chuckles died down "You aren't" His eyes flashed red "Rather poetic don't you think? You dying in her bedroom?" He lunged towards her
Allison threw both of her hands up, locking him in place with her telekinesis
"You make a shitty poet" Allison held him in place as she circled around him, biting back a hiss as he struggled in her grasp. She barely made it out of the room before he broke free, she fell into an easy sprint as she reached the bottom of the stairs and ran out of the front door, Peter's laughter still ringing in her ears.