Jr. Spy (A Marvel/Teen Wolf Cross Over)

Chapter Thirty: Face Off

"You could have gotten hurt!" Issac followed me into my room.

"Thanks Clint." My sarcasm filling my vocie.

"You shot a person!" He raised his vocie.

"He took Stiles from me!" I raised my voice. "He took him from me! He deserved it!"

"Elizabeth!" He grabbed me causing me to look at him. "This isn't you. Please, don't do this." He begged me and I pushed him off. I then pulled the picture and note out of my pocket and threw it on the bed.

"Stiles is still in there! I know he is!" He went over and picked up the two pieces.

My phone went off and I pulled out my phone to see the Sheriff had texted me.

Found him, I want to send only you.

Alright, I know I can bring him back.

Thank you Elly, you don't know how much this means to me.

Don't worry Sheriff, you're not the only one that wants him back. Give me ten.

I put my phone up and ran down to the kitchen and quickly looked for a jar then went back up to my room. I have to remake my heart and having two broken ones, this was going to be hard.

"What are you doing?" Issac watched over my shoulder.

"Go find Scott, help him. I want to be alone." I began to remake the heart as fast as I could.

"Elly." He sighed and I turned to look at him.

"Don't argue with me, I'll be fine." He nodded his head.

"You know I love you, and I know you love him. But what if you can't bring him back?" I stopped and stared start ahead.

"I don't know." My hands held tightly into the jar.

"You're not thinking straight." I turned back to look at him.

"I'm thinking, I'm planing, I'm fixing." I turned back around and I heard him sigh before walking out.

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I held the jar in my hand as I stared at the warehouse where me and Stiles we kidnapped. I was right, everything started them. Everything started here, and its going to be here. I had two guns on my side of my legs, and I still had my gun behind my back. I put the jar in my pocket and started to walk inside. Once I stepped in and the door closed behind me, I instantly had a gun. Theo might still be down, I hope he is, if not he knows what I'll do. Sky, I swear to God I will beat the crap out of him. The third person I didn't get a good look at, but that doesn't change a thing. I walked closely to the wall, listening to the silence to see if I could hear anything.

"Go straight, then three door to the left. In a big room, he's in there. But be careful, he's not alone." The voice returned and whispered almost like someone whispering in my ear.

I followed down the hall, then on the third door on the left I turned, and without thinking I kicked the door down. Holding my gun up. A group of three Teen boys had their backs turned to me, but once I kicked the door open they all turned to look at me. In the middle was Stiles, on the right was Sky, and the left was the other one I didn't know. I looked over at Sky.

"Sky, please, you're one of my best friends. Don't do this, if you're in trouble with anything. I'll help you, just don't do this." I begged him.

"It's not up to me Elizabeth." He looked over at the blonde. "Come on Brett." They turned and walked off, I put my gun back in its holder and looked at Stiles.

"Stiles-"

"Stiles is gone." He cut me off, and I looked at him hurt.

"No, Stiles. He, you, is still in there." I slowly stepped forward, starting to pill the heart out. "And I have something for you." I held it out for him.

"What is that?" He scoffed smirking.

"My heart, I gave it to you because I loved you. I still do, I love you, and I always will." I saw something change in his eyes.

"Go to hell." He said to me and I got so mad, I took the jar and threw it at him as hard as I could. He moved and grabbed it in his hand. "Grab her!"

I was then grabbed and forced to my knees. Brett and Sky took my guns out of the holders and slid them to Stiles. I let out a laugh, and looked at him.

"The the guns only work for me." I laughed out before I felt claws in my arms, I screamed in pain.