Scott slowly tried to sit up causing Allison's hand to immediately move to her bow. Scott held out his hand pleadingly. "Just... hold on. Please." Scott grunted in pain. He reached into his back pocket and tried to pull out his wallet but the pain was too unbearable. He then felt a hand on his arm and saw Leo kneeled down next to him. Cautiously, Scott watched Leo reach into the pocket and pull out the wallet Scott failed to retrieve. Leo, wallet in hand, walked back over to the bench and sat down in his place next to Allison.Scott grunted in pain as he watched Allison take the wallet into her hands. "It's my license." Scott informed the two. Allison cautiously opened it before pulling out an old photo as Scott watched her. "It was at the ice rink. The other pictures didn't come out right so I tore that one off for you. After you died, your father gave that to me." Scott explained to Allison. Her eyes slowly closed as her eyebrows furrowed before she spoke. "Lydia was there." Allison said gently. Leo felt that name was familiar but he didn't know why.
"And Stiles. Remember the Winter Formal?" Scott said, looking at his first love hopeful. "I went with my friends, Jackson and Lydia. I don't remember anybody else." Allison spoke slowly. Leo could hear that her voice didn't hold much confidence as she talked. "I was there. I found you inside, and we danced." Scott spoke helplessly as he looked at her frantically. Leo took the wallet out of Allison's hands. "I don't remember any of that." Allison said.
"We kissed. And that was the first time I told you I loved you." Scott said softly as he held his injured side in pain. Leo watched her eyes close again and he knew the memories were trying to come back. He looked back at the wallet before flipping through it. "When you broke up with me, I said I knew we were gonna be together. And you told me... 'There's no such thing as fate'. Do you remember what I told you back?" Scott spoke weakly, a hopeful look in his eyes as he grunted in pain. Allison turned her head back to him as she breathed out in awe or possibly shock. "There's no such thing as werewolves." Allison said.
As those words were spoken, Leo looked up and saw Scott practically melt in relief when he heard her answer. Scott could see a part of the girl he loved in front of him. "What the hell is this?" Leo asked. Scott looked over at his cousin and saw him holding the wallet up, displaying a picture of a younger version of himself and Leo sat by a Christmas tree. "That's me and you when we were 6." Scott answered. "Who am I to you?" Leo asked curiously. Scott grunted before answering. "You're my cousin. My aunt and uncle adopted you when you were a baby. When I first met you, we were both cautious around each other but we eventually warmed up to each other and became brothers." Scott spoke.
Leo curiously took the photo out of the wallet as he looked at his younger self. "I was there for you at your Parent's funeral. You asked me a question after the funeral was over." Scott said. Leo closed his eyes slowly. "Do you remember what you asked me?" Scott asked hopefully. "Do you believe in there being something after this?" Leo spoke softly, shocking himself as the words he spoke. Scott nodded slightly. Leo put the photo back into the wallet before placing it next to him on the bench. Allison quickly stood up walking slightly towards Scott but stopping a few steps from him.
"Tell us the rest." Allison told him. "I can't. Because I'm going to die if you don't help me." Scott grunted out. Allison took a deep breath before speaking determinedly. "What do we have to do?" She asked. "Wolfsbane only responds to fire. You've got to burn it out." Scott informed her. "Emergency Flares." Leo said. Allison looked at him. "In case of emergencies, big buildings like this will have flares to show where someone is if they're trapped under rubble or in danger." Leo explained quickly. "Where are they?" Allison asked. "They should be in every room." Leo said before the two quickly turned the room upside down, looking for the flares.
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Scott eyes snapped open sensing Leo and Allison walk towards him. Allison kneeled down with a flare in her hand causing him to eye her warily. "Whoa, uh... neither of you couldn't find a lighter?" Scott asked. "Well, the option of death is still available." Leo told him bluntly, crossing his arms over his chest. Scott sighed before nodding. "Burn it out." Scott told Allison. Said person lit the flare, flashes of a night from their past involving flares ran through her head before she shook her head of the memory before putting the flare directly onto Scott's wound.
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Siren's Song | Teen Wolf
FanfictionHe never thought he'd come back to Beacon Hills after he moved to New York. He never thought he'd reunite with his old best friend, Lydia, again after all these years. Who knew it would take one accident to cause his whole life to turn upside down...