(possibly on pemanant hiatus) Always And Forever |Stiles| |Book 1|

Do We Leave Or Not? ||3

"If there's even a slight chance at getting something that will make you happy, risk it. Life's too short, and happiness is too rare."
||A. R. Lucas

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Stiles was pacing around in his room, Lydia sitting near his desk with her laptop open, both contemplating about the third cipher key.

"Okay, well, we know one thing. Both of the first two keys, Allison and Aiden, they're both names of the dead. Right?" he said, still pacing and looking at Lydia, who was looking ahead, dazed, with her hands interlinked.

"But we've already tried every other dead person's name we could think of. And if you haven't noticed, there were a lot of tries."

"Yeah, I noticed." sighed Stiles. He looked at Lydia worried and asked, "You okay?"

"The only other Banshee I've ever met. And I think I might just drove her over the edge." said Lydia guilty.

"Lydia, it wasn't your fault. I was there, too. And you're probably not the only.......", he stopped suddenly when he thought of something. Something related to Lydia being a Banshee.

"Hold on. Banshees predict death." Lydia nodded a yes. "Right? So what if the third key is someone who isn't dead-"

"-but will be." finished Lydia.

Stiles walked over to Lydia and stood behind her, leaning forward onto the desk and giving Lydia a look. Lydia had closed her eyes and was on 'Banshee mode' as Stiles liked to call, typing the keyword slowly.

DEREK

Stiles and Lydia were both shocked and looked at each other in worry and fear.

Lydia pressed enter and a list if names popped up.

SATOMI ITO 10
MALIA HALE 4
LIAM DUNBAR 3
MEREDITH WALKER 1
LIZ MOORE 1
PATRICK CLARK 1
BREE LEVERETT 250
KAITYLN SCHAAR 250
ANGELIQUE FAIN 250
LORILEE ROHRER 250
BRITTANI KELLEY 250
STILES MIKAELSON 50

Lydia looked through the list and and saw Meredith's name and asked Stiles to "Call Parrish."

Stiles was still looking at the list, specifically at his name. His friends didn't know and now they were going to find out, everyone other than Scott.

"Stiles!"

Stiles snapped out of his musings and looked at Lydia who was questioning him with her forest green eyes filled with worry.

"Yeah.", he said nodding slowly and picking his phone to call Parrish.

While Lydia was talking to Parrish, Stiles was taking a print of the list, looking at his name in it, thinking how he was going to explain that to all his friends. He decides that one way or the other they'd come to know and that it was time to come clean.

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That was a few days ago. Scott, Stiles, Malia, Lydia, Kira and Liam, all were driving back home from Mexico after saving Scott from the Berserkers, with Peter stuffed in the trunk, knocked out cold.

"So, Stiles? Care to explain this?" asked Lydia all of a sudden giving him the last of the Deadpool list.

"Mikaelson?" Malia asked quietly, reading over his shoulder.