Chapter 9 -Morning after-

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Stiles woke up first the morning after, seeing (y/n) sleeping in his arms made his heart swell. His thumb rubbed along her hip holding onto her as if this would be the last time they were together Stiles kissed her shoulder softly. It was only just past 7 and he found it hard to fall back asleep. With all the killings in beacon hills sleep was hard to come by for Stiles yet (y/n) seemed to find it easy. Smiling to himself Stiles shifted closer in only his briefs to spoon her into an embrace.

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I rolled over letting out a soft groan, my hand lightly hit a chest in front of me and I squinted my eyes open.

"Good morning beautiful," Stiles whispered in my ear making the corners of my mouth curl upward.

"Mmm good morning handsome." I breathed back letting him pepper kisses on my neck. Goosebumps raised on my skin and I snuggled into him more to block out the cold. There was a buzz in the room and Stiles sat up a little.

"Do you know where my phone is?" He asked and I sat up pressing my bare chest into his back.

"I don't know, you did throw your pants off." Giggling this I shut my eyes kissing Stiles neck. He bent down finding his phone on the floor by my bedside table. It was silent for a moment before he tried jumping up.

"I need to go!" I frowned as he unhooked my arms from his shoulders to get his clothes on.

"What why? It's Saturday and only seven in the morning." I spoke pulling the covers over my naked front and Stiles fumbled to get his pants on.

"There's a track meet today and Scott said he had a fight with the Alphas last night. Ouch." He fell down onto the bed with his legs tangled together before pulling up his pants. "I need to drive Scott and get to school." Sighing a little sad he's leaving so early I nodded knowing it was for Scott. His best friend. Plus being in an Undine relationship has its quirks. It's hard to stay mad at one another. "I'm sorry but I really need to go." He panted out before leaning over to kiss me deeply.

"It's alright Stiles, stay safe." Stiles nodded before leaving the room.

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The next day Stiles wanted to meet up and explain a few things. For one thing, he never texted me the night before plus Stiles was meant to come back for a date yesterday. Sighing while walking up to his house I knocked on the door surprised to see the sheriff answered.

"Oh I uh hi I'm (y/n)." I didn't know Stiles dad was the sheriff, does he know anything.

"Are you a friend of Stiles?" I'd blanked out for a moment and shook my head. There was a bang and Stiles came running to the doorframe.

"Yes, she's my girlfriend. She's here to study." My mouth opened then shut before smiling at his dad. Stiles tried pulling me into the house.

"Hang on girlfriend? How long has this been going on?" Stiles went to say something but came up blank before turning to me.

"About a month and a half. It's nice to meet you." I spoke quickly as Stiles tugged me away from his father and into his room. "So I'm your girlfriend?"

"Oh sorry is that not..." smiling I placed a finger to his lips.

"It's fine, it was just the first time you called me that. So why did you ditch me yesterday?"

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Everything was fine, the track team spent the night at some freaky motel and Stiles spent the night making sure no one died. A pretty good reason to leave me hanging but I told him to at least let me know if something is happening. I can help if they need me.

On Monday school was pretty normal considering the last few months have equalled to something dying on the school grounds. Looking around for Stiles at lunch I sighed trying to call him. He answered.

"Sorry (y/n) I'm trying to work out something" frowning at the blunt response I rolled my eyes.

"Well, maybe I can help." Stopping when seeing him in a classroom. He was stressed that I could see.

"No, we should be fine... I." I swung open the door crossing my arms at him.

"What are you doing?" Stiles put his phone down sighing with a sniff.

"Trying to find Scotts boss. He's helped us out many times."

"With keys?" Lydia dropped the keys onto the table.

"That's what I said." She breathed looking bored as hell.

"Is she a werewolf? Why give her the keys?" They looked at one another and Stiles rubbed the back of his head while I slid onto one of the desks.

"You know how I mentioned she was brainwashed to being back Peter, well she always seems to find dead bodies and I don't know feel things when they're off." I frowned lightly thinking it through for a moment.

"Sounds like a Banshee to me." Stiles and Lydia gaped at me while Cora looked a little bored.

"A what now?" Lydia tilted her head to the side.

"A banshee. They can seek out the supernatural and know when death is coming. It's said they have powerful lungs. I did a history paper on the supernatural plus my mother knows quite a lot." Stiles clapped his hands together doing a little cheer.

"Ok awesome but what does that mean?" I shrugged my shoulders at Stiles.

"I don't know, myths can be far from the truth of what actual supernatural beings are. You all thought I was a siren who killed people for fun and I could be wrong you know." Stiles rubbed the back of his head thinking something through.

"You said your mum knows about this stuff. Can't we ask her?" Cora spoke up and it would be a good idea if...,

" my mum is away on a business trip for three days and can't take calls while with clients." Stiles was getting frustrated and ruffled his hair.

"So we're back to square one." He breathed.

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