Beacon Hills has just been declared a Hellmouth with the continuous Supernatural events that continuously keep occurring. In an effort to gain control of Beacon Hills, the Watchers Council delivers the ultimate weapon of their generation: their Slay...
A/N: As we all know, Spike has entered the picture and the Alpha wants Scott and Little Slayer on his side for some unknown reason. Any and all GIFs found belong to their respective owners.
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Sleep was difficult for Y/N after she had talked to Stiles, who caught her up on everything. She couldn't really answer as to why Spike threatened him, the reality of facing her feelings and accepting that Stiles made her feel normal was all too much. She had heard the stories of the other Slayers and their previous loves, few finding happiness while others found their loves killed as a means of getting to them. It scared her, knowing that she could be the literal of someone she loved, it was why she tried to keep her own father at arms length... she didn't want to lose anyone. After all, if she died, the next Slayer would pop up somewhere and take over.
She was replaceable... Stiles wasn't.
Her dreams that night were haunted by howling.
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She sat next to Stiles in the class they shared with Scott, who relayed everything that he heard the night before between Chris Argent and the newcomer.
"If Derek isn't the Alpha who bit you, then who is?" Stiles asked, Scott shrugged.
"I don't know", Scott said.
Y/N watched as Scott grew a little frustrated at Stiles' questioning, glancing at Stiles as he shrugged and grabbed her test that the teacher was handing out, already graded with a big 'B' on it.
"Dude, you need to study more", Stiles said as looked at Scott's test. "You need any help?"
"No, I'm going to be studying at Allison's", Scott said.
"Look at that, right in the lion's den", Y/N added, Stiles nodded.
"Listen, if he squanders this opportunity, I'll have Y/N de-ball you", Stiles said, Y/N looked him.
"And why me?" she said.
"You're the Slayer, wouldn't that be like in your job description?"
Y/N looked at him, wildly confused.
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"How is that apart of me job description, Stiles?"
"Because you would... make sure Scott would behave? I don't know, Y/N, obviously his hormones are currently linked to wolfyness."
"I'm not a dog, Stiles", Scott said, glaring at his best friend.
Stiles shrugged.
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Walking out together, Stiles and Y/N headed towards his jeep. Stiles hadn't let up on taking her basically everywhere and with Spike looming anywhere, she didn't fight it. But as they got closer to the jeep, shivers began and she grabbed Stiles' hand, making him stop and look at her.
