ɪ ᴋɴᴏᴡ ʏᴏᴜ °Stiles Stilinski° Teen Wolf

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◾Stiles◾

I pace Lydia's room as we try to figure out the cipher key to the code Lorraine left for Lydia. "Try Maddy. It's got to be Maddy," I tell her and she glances over her shoulder at me. "Doesn't Maddy feel a little obvious as a cipher key?"

"I guarantee it's Maddy." She sighs and types it in only for it to beep and say error. "Okay, your name. She left the code for you, right? So it's got to be your name." Error. "Your mom's name." Error. I stare down at the screen as I'm running out of ideas.

"Do you have any beloved family pets?"

"Uh-uh." She pinches the bridge of her nose and I sit down next to her, sighing. "The ashes were left for you. The code was left for you. You're supposed to be able to figure this out."

"But no one else is," she points out and I nod, biting on my thumbnail. "Which is why she made it hard." A terrible smell enters my nostrils and I crinkle my nose at the awful scent. I ignore it and think about what Lydia just said getting an idea. "You. “No one else.” No one else but you."

"What?"

"Our guesses. They're all about Lorraine. Right? We keep trying to guess a word that has something to do with her. So, maybe we should be trying to guess one that's about you."

"Me? What about me?"

"What do you remember doing with your grandmother? You know, what was you guys', like, special thing? Did you guys go to the beach? You know, did you like ice cream or..."

"We read," she answers and hope fills me, we're getting somewhere. "Okay. What did you read?"

"The Little Mermaid."

"You read that movie?" I ask in disbelief and she gives me a look. "It was a book first. Hans Christian Andersen."

"Type it in. “Little Mermaid.”" She does just that, but we get that same error message. She types in mermaid and it's the same thing. "We read it every night. I got so obsessed with it, for three months I wouldn't respond to anything but Ariel. It drove my parents crazy, but... Grandma thought it was adorable."

She types in Ariel and hits enter causing the list to begin deciphering. Names start appearing and I don't recognize any of them. "You recognize any of these?"

"Just my grandmother."

"Maybe Parrish might be able to shed some light on these names," I suggest and we close the laptop, head down to my jeep and drive into the Beacon Hills to the sheriff station. We have Parrish look at the list and he runs the names through a database.

"Well, it's not another dead pool. More like an already dead pool."

"All of them? All dead?" Lydia asks as we lean against Deputy Parrish's desk while he looks at the names. "Within the last 10 years. All suicides. And all at the same place."

"Eichen House." I try to not think about the time I spent in that place, fearful of the lichen wearing off and the nogitsune taking control of my body again. "Then that's where we need to go."

"I was afraid you'd say that," I say and she looks over at me. We move to the front desk and talk about trying to get the files we need from Eichen.