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It had been 8 weeks since I ran away. I never really had a choice in the matter. For the sake of Stiles and my brother I went through with it-
*flashback to that night*
"Y/n, if you stay, I will kill everyone you love and then you. Do not try anything Hale, it's not worth it." Deucalion says to me whilst Scott and Derek focus on what to do with Julia/Jennifer.
"I don't know what I did to you, but my friends and family doesn't deserve this." I say to him.
"Julia is in on this, you will pretend to die and then leave the state. Try anything and I will personally kill you." He says to me point at Julia who glances and gives a mischievous smile.
*real time*
"Hi Stiles" I say, while sitting on my empty grave, drenched in different peoples blood, eating the candy he had placed on it.
He walks towards me and pokes my cheek.
"Stiles. I'm here, I'm actually here." I say to him.
He pulls me up and into his arms. Pulling me in tighter and tighter almost to make sure I'm actually here.
"I knew it, I knew you weren't dead. No one believed me but I knew, I knew you Hale's are hard to kill." He says to me, just repeating his words almost seeming as to affirm that he never gave up on me.
"I believe you Stiles, I believe you" I say to him.
He pulls me out of his arms at about arms length away with his hands firmly on my shoulders
"Where the hell were you!" Stiles exclaims squeezing my shoulders
"Well, Deucalion and Ms. Blake tried to kill me, so I had to fake my death and run for it. But on my way out of town, I got bashed over the head by god knows who, dragged into a shady van and injected with some weird drug that had basically paralyzed me when I finally came around after the drugs wore off I had no idea where I was. I guessed based off weather it was probably Oregon or Wyoming." I say to Stiles.
He looks at me with admiration in his eyes, he sits down on the ground crossing his legs and sticking his hands in his lap.
"Oh, do tell more" he says with a smile
I smile back and continue my story
"I consistently pumped full of sedatives but because of my werewolf abilities it really only kept me catatonic or paralyzed for lack of a better word, instead of passed out like it was supposed to" I continue
"To sum it all up quickly, after weeks on end of torture, I was being transported from Oregon to Russia. They hadn't given me my injection that day so I was way stronger than normal. I after faking being catatonic and going limp the whole
sha-bang, I was loaded into the trunk of a Oregon plated Toyota completely unbound by anything because those two dumbasses thought that I was practically paralyzed." I say giggling to myself remembering the how dumb they are.
"Anyway, like I was saying, after we had been driving for awhile when I realized that those jerkwads had put me into a car with one of those glowy buttons that opened the trunk from the inside. I pushed it popped the trunk and jumped, we were on a pretty secluded road so I figured that the smartest option was to just turn and run wolf style through Oregon all the way here, so I turned and started running but the hunters had noticed that the trunk was open and the slammed the breaks got out of the car and started shooting. I was getting shot at by them, so I did the only thing I could think of and turned around and attacked them, I ripped them apart and well, killed them. After I made sure they were dead, once I confirmed they were I turned back around and ran my big bad wolf self all the way home. And viola here I am" I say with jazz hands.
"Wowza, I mean that's a lot. Y/n are you okay? That sounds like really traumatic" Stiles asks me, to which I reply
"Well it wasn't great having to see my grave and my boyfriend mourning me but it's all good now" I say back with what one would call a sad smile.
"You were here this morning?" Stiles asks me
"Well, technically yes but you were leaving and I was a touch covered in blood" I exclaimed.
"What, how are you covered in blood now?" He asks me, what a valid question.
"You know, I'm not sure I shifted back and was just drenched." I conclude.
"Well it's not a big deal, let's get you home and cleaned up and you can help me be look out for Scott and Kira while they delete photos off of her phone that's in evidence t the station" He says to me
"Oh hell yeah that's sounds awesome! Wait, who the fuck is Kira?" I exclaim the unfamiliar name trying to find an unfamiliar face.
"Oh right, uh well you've missed a lot, I'll tell you all about it after you wash all that blood off and I make you the best Polish dish you'll ever taste. It's my moms old recipe" Stiles says to me, with a crooked smile on his face.
I smile at him, he's always been so fond of his mother. She was his role model and it shows.
And stand up and pull Stiles to his feet. We leads me to his Jeep and starts the ignition. His right hand on the wheel, and his left on the middle console.
He looks at me, and leans in his left hand now on my chin pulling me into a passionate kiss, my hands rest behind his neck pulling myself deeper into the kiss. He tries to get his tongue into my mouth but I pull out of the kiss.
"Stiles, please, I'm drenched in blood and I've been running for days so I'm all sweaty and dirty, I feel disgusting" I say
"Yeah, but you look gorgeous as always my love" He says pulling me back in for a quick kiss before driving back towards his house. My blush very eminent on my skin.
Woah omg she's alive who would've thought, anyway I hope you all enjoyed this chapter and stay tuned for some smut ;) (it won't be for awhile but it will happen) and remember
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