ᴛʜᴇ ᴅᴀʀᴋ ɴɪɢʜᴛ *ᵈᶦˢᶜᵒⁿᵗᶦⁿᵘᵉᵈ*

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Stiles POV

Me and Nik was walking to the two trucks that held our belongings and family, while Nik was on the phone to Bekah, trying to find out where she was, but she wasn't picking up.

"Rebekah, where are you? Pick up the phone, darling. Daddy's dead. It's time for a family reunion" He left her a voicemail, before answering another call.

Jesus, does it ever bloody stop? Since we woke up this morning his phone has been going off non-stop, with him ordering his hybrids about and getting the house finished 'ASAP'.

He hasn't let me see it yet granted, we haven't really had time, but I really wanted to see what it looked like.

"Stefan! Miss me already?" Nik asked sarcastically, bringing me out of my thoughts.

"I'm just calling to thank you for my freedom" Stefan thanked, but I had a feeling that whatever he was going to say wasn't going to be good.

"Oh, I like to believe I'm a man of my word, more or less" Nik chuckled, winking at me. "Thing is, it came at too high of a price. You took everything from me, Klaus" Stefan told him.

"Let bygones be bygones, trust me. Resentment gets old" Nik chuckled, as we finally made our way towards the two trucks. "You know what never gets old? Revenge" Stefan spoke smugly, just as Nik opened one of the trucks, revealing an empty truck.

"No" Nik snapped at Stefan, as he stared inside the empty truck, with a calculating look in his eyes. Please don't tell me Stef's pinched our family!

"What's the matter, Klaus? Missing something?" Stefan chuckled.

He had, he's pinched mine and Nik's blood family. When I get my hands on him!

"What are you doing?" Nik asked as he paced around. "Just enjoying my freedom" Stefan answered, like the idiot he is.

"I will kill you and everyone you've ever met!" Nik shouted down the phone. "You do that, and you will never see your family again. I wonder Klaus, for someone who's been one step ahead for a thousand years... are you prepared for this?" Stefan taunted before hanging up.

Nik was beyond mad, he was furious. "Nik, open the other truck," I told him as I walked over to it, thankfully he followed me.

As soon as it was open, I jumped into the back looking for one of my wooden boxes. "Did you put the stone in with the rest of my stuff?" I asked Nik, as I opened a cardboard box, seeing all my grimoires and my wooden boxes.

"Of all the things that need to be done right now, and you choose your bloody magic" Nik snapped making me quickly turn around to glare at him, my hands on my hips.

"Hey! Don't even think about getting pissy with me, Niklaus Mikaelson. Did you ever think that me getting my magic back can help us!" I snapped glaring at him.

I don't appreciate him taking his anger out on, he knows that! Well, unless he decides to take his anger out on me, in a more pleasurable way.

He'd slam me against the wall, nipping and biting wherever he could get, ripping my clothes from me, as I ripped his off. Revealing the perfect-

"Well, hurry up then" He spoke up bringing me out of my fantasies. Oh god. Get control, Stiles!

I shook my head, getting rid of my dirty thoughts, turning back to the cardboard box, making sure everything I needed was in it, before closing it back up.

Nik grabbed it from me, before grabbing me by the hips, picking me up. I thought he'd put me down on the ground, but instead, he pulled me towards him, making me wrap my legs around his waist and arms around his neck.