Touch | Lydia Martin

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"Hey, mother."

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"Don't touch that." Allison smirks at Charlotte, who slowly moves her hand away from the arrow.

"Or that." Allison chuckles when Charlotte goes to pick up Argent's gun, making her frown a little.

"Definitely not that." Allison shakes her head, slapping Charlotte's hand away from her daggers, making Charlotte look up at Allison in mock offence.

"Do you not trust me with sharp objects?" The Lynx asks the huntress.

"Not really." Allison shakes her head, making Charlotte squint her eyes.

"That's fair." Charlotte nods, her head lolling to lean on her shoulder as her arms cross over her chest.

"You think you've got a lock on Malia's scent?" Allison asks, opening the briefcase in front of her to reveal the dart gun.

"Oh yeah, definitely." Charlotte nods at the huntress, sneakily picking up a dagger from the table.

Only to cut herself seconds later.

"Son of a fucking whore-" Charlotte hisses, bouncing on her heels a little as she puts her hand over her arm, wincing when she feels the cut on her arm heal.

"I have really got to listen more- Woah!" Charlotte yells in surprise, seeing Allison holding the gun right at the Lynx's forehead.

Charlotte glances down momentarily, taking one small look at her wrist to see if her lucky bracelet is still there.

"Allison?" Charlotte asks, watching as the huntress just stares at her with wide eyes.

"Looks like all my friends are fucking possessed-" Charlotte mutters to herself, obviously joking.

"Allison!" The Lynx raises her voice a little, making Allison snap out of her trance, her eyes widening when she realises what she's doing.

"Shit- I'm so sorry." Allison gasps.

"It's fine. It's not the first time that's happened to me." Charlotte shrugs, going crosseyed when she looks at the barrel of the gun.

"You're also still pointing the gun at my head... are you trying to kill me?" Charlotte asks jokingly, making Allison smile a little and move the gun away from Charlotte.

"Yes, Arlo. I'm trying to kill you." Allison nods with a smirk, making Charlotte gasp dramatically.

"Don't expect me to save your ass the next time you're in trouble." Charlotte smiles at the huntress, making Allison playfully roll her eyes.

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"Can I go home?" Charlotte asks Allison quietly.

"No." Allison shakes her head, walking towards the others.

"Why not- okay, can I go to your house?" Charlotte asks, making Allison turn to her with a look.

"I'll be in your bed." Charlotte jokes, sending the huntress a wink, making Allison smile and shake her head a little with a smile.

The two not noticing Lydia looking between the two with pure jealousy written across her face.

"Does anyone else think we're doing more bad than good?" Lydia asks with a sigh, turning to everyone else.

"We're trying to keep a father from murdering his own daughter." Scott points out.

"I know what that's like... holy shit, we could be sisters." Charlotte's eyes widen excitedly, not noticing how everyone freezes a little at the phrase.