Plane pt.2 (ss)

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She was gone two years, I tried to call, message, anything to get ahold of her but I couldn't, she had erased herself from my world, more like torn because that's how I've been feeling.

I don't even know where she went but I have a feeling because Isaac and Chris Argent disappeared just like her.

I've tried to get over her, dated Malia, "loved" Malia, but my feelings aren't there like they were for Y/N, I'll just never be the same.

But that isn't number one on my priority list, number one is not dying trying to kill The Beast, first I had to help track him with Scott, so we went to the tunnels and called Parrish.

When we finally got down there Parrish was already there, when he saw us he turned into the Hellhound and began to track The Beast, Scott and I blocking the exit just in case.

Scott and I talked for a minute before we heard a loud roar and Parrish go flying into the wall down the tunnel, The Beast rushing towards him.

I turned to Scott with wide eyes as Parrish was getting his ass kicked.

"What do we do?" I asked and Scott smirked.

"Don't worry he's not the only one I called." Scott said and quickly pushed me to the side.

I saw two figures emerge from a dark corner holding guns, Chris Argent and Y/N?

I stared at Y/N as she walked forward with her dual wielded pistols pointed at The Beast and began to shoot at it, when she ran out of ammo she expertly dropped them, opened her jacket and grabbed a shotgun.

Once The Beast finally gave up and ran away she dropped her shotgun and whipped her long hair out of her face, she turned to Scott and I and smiled.

I had no words for when she walked towards me, eyes locked with each other, but luckily she didn't talk to me either, she grabbed my neck and locked our lips instead.

All of my emotion subsided and I held her close afraid she'd just evaporate in my arms, disappearing again, when we finally came up for air I notice a new scar on her face, on her chin.

I slid my finger from her cheek to her chin, where her scar was and I furrowed my eyebrows at her.

"Training accident." She answered knowing what I meant, but that wasn't was got me, her voice, it had a slight accent and I smiled.

"I tried calling." I said and she nodded looking guilty.

"I know, I ended up turning off my phone last year, but I listened to every message you ever left me, I'm sorry." Y/N said and I nodded.

"I understand why you left though, it's my fault, if I would of-" I tried to explain but she cut me off.

"Stiles it wasn't you, I couldn't deal with Allison dying." She said.

"And guess who was responsible for that?" I asked sadly.

"Not you, you didn't do that Stiles, you know that, it was Void, you had no control over what happened that night." Y/N said and hugged me close, she ran her fingers gently up and down my back, making me shiver a bit.

"Uh, do you guys want to like, you know get out of these tunnels?" Scott interrupted when Chris started to leave after gathering all his stuff.

Both Y/N and I nodded our heads as we walked behind Scott, hand in hand.

"I missed you, a lot." I said and she laughed.

"It's both ways baby." She said making me smile.

"Please don't leave me again." I whispered and she nodded her head.

"Never." She whispered back and squeezed my hand.

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