Touch pt.2 | Lydia Martin

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"A camouflaged kindle?"

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"Please empty your pockets into the container." Schrader's over dead voice tells the pack.

The pack look to each other awkwardly.

"We're here to see-" Scott starts with a clear of his throat, hoping to fill the silence.

"Please empty your pockets into the container." The adult repeats with a sigh, his mind seemingly elsewhere.

Stiles is the first to walk up, emptying out his pockets as told. However, he freezes for a moment, tensing at something that he had put in the box. Charlotte quickly goes up next, hoping she'll be able to cover up whatever he started to panic about.

A scaffolding pin. She puts her phone over the pin, covering it from Scott, who is now standing behind her, waiting to put his phone in there too. Both hands fall into her pockets, one hand bringing out her keys and placing them into the box, and with the other, she slowly brings her hand up, flipping the receptionist off with a mock surprised look.

Scott playfully rolls his eyes at the seventeen year old, playfully nudging her away from the box. Charlotte walks past Stiles, sending her best friend a small smile as she goes back to Lydia, who smiles at Charlotte softly.

"Please remove your belt and place it into the container." Schrader speaks up, staring directly at Kira.

"It concerns me that he's even looking at her belt in the first place." Charlotte mutters lowly to Lydia, who nods in agreement and laces their fingers together.

"I kind of need the belt." Kira tells him nervously, sending him an awkward grin. "It's crucial to the outfit."

Whilst the Kitsune speaks, Allison takes a small step closer to her, practically death glaring Schrader.

"Please remove your belt, which patients will attempt to take from you to strangle yourself, themselves and/or others."

"Hopefully he takes her belt and strangles himself with it." The Hale says aloud.

This earns a whack in the arm from her girlfriend.

"Be nice."

"No."

The Banshee playfully rolls her eyes at Charlotte, shaking her head a little before she turns back to Schrader. However, she freezes as she does, watching as the older man looks her up and down, making her grow extremely uncomfortable.

Charlotte, sensing her girlfriend's distress, follows her line of sight, her eyes squinting when she realises what the problem is. The Lynx pulls Lydia behind her, keeping her hand laced within hers comfortingly. Schrader quickly turns around at this action, clearing his throat awkwardly.

Just in time too, seeing as Doctor Fenris arrives right at that moment.

"I'll remind you all, I'm only doing this as a favour for Deaton." Fenris tells the group of teenagers. "And I'm doing it against my better judgement."

He gestures for them to follow him towards the closed unit. Charlotte keeping Lydia out of Schrader's line of sight as they walk past him.

"Hey, what's the etiquette for talking to this guy?" Stiles questions as they walk down some very narrow steps. "I mean, do you ever look at the third eye?"

"I wouldn't if I were you." Fenris replies almost immediately, shaking his head. "In fact, when you're down there, try not to make eye contact with anyone or anything."