part 1

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As Lydia, Scott and void wake up, Lydia jolts from her seat, as her and Scott question everyone, Peter just gets closer to Lydia saying
"Because it's not science Lydia, it's supernatural, now I did my part...give me the name"
As Scott hears this, he grows confused and asks "what name?...what are you talking about?" But Peter just leads Lydia further away from the group, "Lydia, a deal is a deal, even with me", Lydia glances at him and decides she owed him this but says
"names"
"What..what do you mean?"
"Names, as in plural Peter.....there are two"
"What..." He says this quietly in disbelief but continues "Lydia...what are their names"
She leans in close and whispers "Malia and......Melina"
And at that moment, void woke up.

Days later

Deaton walks into the animal clinic at night, while on the phone to Scott,
"And you're sure he is gone and Stiles is alright"
"Ye, yea believe me void is gone and ye Stiles is alright...but"
"I know Scott, I'm sorry you had to lose her." He says referring to the now, very gone Allison.
"Thanks, hey I gotta go I have to go help bring in the groceries, mom just got home"
"Very well, I'll see you tomorrow for your shift"
As they both say their goodbyes and hang up, deaton looks up and gets an earie feeling and walks through the back room's door, and looks around but he doesn't notice the woman in the back corner, leaning on the table that is behind him until she says.
"Damn kitsunes are a pain in the ass, how did it go with the um....what's his name nog-nogitsune"
As she says this deaton whirls around as quick as he can and when he spots her, he can't believe his eyes, he looks like he just saw a ghost and he might as well have for who he thought she was and says quietly
".... annastasia"
"Ahh apologies, but um, not quite" she says with a Russian accent,
He looks at her for a second confused until realisation comes across his mind and says again in a whisper.
"Dear god.....you look just like your mother"
And at that she SMIRKS and says
"Hmmmm, I did get her angelic good looks didn't I, *slow chuckle* but believe me when I say....there is nothing angelic about me"
And with that a dark look goes across her face as she says "so....let's talk."

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