Unspoken-Stydia.

48

❨Listen to: The power of love by Gabrielle Aplin❩

Hey, shorty. Stiles said.

He was back. Stiles was back!

Lydia stood there not believing her eyes. The love of her life was right there just feet away from her. Her heart beating out of her chest. She was overwhelmed with so much happiness. She smiled. A smile so real and pure. Before she knew it, her feet were dragging her to him. She was running, running to Stiles underneath the rain. They were both soaked from it but none of both cared. Finally, Lydia threw herself to him. Her arms and legs wrapped tightly around him never letting go. So, it was more like she jumped on him but Stiles was there to catch her, as always. They both embraced each other as if not wanting to be parted from each other ever again. They pulled back just a little bit and looked at each other's faces. They caressed each other studying appearances and every flaw. Oh, how they missed each other so much. Emerald green eyes met a pair of hazelnut brown eyes once again. They smiled each other like the cutest dorks in the world. Finally, they closed the distance together by locking lips. They kissed, so passionately and so full of love.

Lydia softly pulled back from that kiss and looked at Stiles. " I love you. " she said. She said these words sober. She meant it.

Stiles smiled happily at her replying, " I love you too. "

Then, Stiles and Lydia kissed again. This time with more burning passion. Lydia's feet were on the ground again as they kissed. Her arms wrapped tightly around his neck and his arms, around hers. They kissed under the rain not wanting to let go of each other ever again.

As this beautiful moment happened, everyone who was taken away by the ghost riders had gone out through the rift they opened. Stiles and Lydia's love tore the fabric between space and time. Because of their love, they saved everyone. Lots and lots of people going out through the rift. As Stiles and Lydia kissed, people were running out from the rift to reality. Everyone who got out of the rift was brought back again and remembered.

No longer forgotten.

Meanwhile, Scott and his pack were following the train tracks. The train tracks were forming that night. They all figured out it meant that the train was coming. Even though they had everyone out of the wild hunt already, they still needed to divert the train so the ghost riders would go away. And that was what the pack was gonna do that night.

The pack was walking in the forest following where the train tracks would lead them. That way, it could take them how to divert the train. Soaked under the rain, they didn't care. All that mattered was saving their town. The pack needed to save Beacon Hills.

They heard the sound from the rift. They all stopped on their tracks. All heads turned to the sound and saw the light from the rift and they knew that Lydia had done it. She had opened the rift and brought back Stiles and everyone.

" Lydia did it. " Scott said and sighed in relief. Everyone else reacted happily to this except one. Kira. Kira was happy, of course, that her parents were back and that she remembered them again. But, she was still worried about one thing.

Kira looked up at Scott since she was much shorter than him.
" Scott, remember what I told you guys. Diverting the train isn't our only problem. So are the ghost riders. "

Scott furrowed his eyebrows at Kira. " I know that. "

" No, Scott! I told you they can change their whips and guns to actual weapons and by actual, I mean they're not just dangerous but deadly. They can change whether they want you to be taken or worse. " Kira warned.