"Are you almost finished, it's nearly midnight." Lydia asks Stiles as she walks into his office, sheets everywhere.
Stiles is rarely ever home because he's been trying to find out more about Belle.
So far all he has learned is more about her parents than her.
He's called Isaac several times but there has been no answer, maybe she took him back.
"Yeah one more minute."
"You said that an hour ago." Lydia says with the sound of annoyance in her voice.
Stiles sits face glued onto the paper.
His eyebrows begin to furrow.
"What is it?"
"She's still here."
"How do you know?"
Stiles begins to gather all of the papers then looks up to Lydia.
"She has unfinished business."
Stiles doesn't mention anything else which leaves Lydia clueless.
What unfinished business.
Lydia walked to the police department so Stiles could take his van home, if it was safe for him to drive.
The drive was long and silent but Lydia was still trying to figure what he meant by unfinished business.
"You took the wrong turn." Lydia said to Stiles unsure of the route he was taking.
"I know."
"Where are you going?"
"She has unfinished business."
"What unfinished business!"
Lydia raises her voice as she speaks to Stiles but then the car stops and she is left speechless.
It's an old cemetery.
She can see that the grave stones have broken abit and the grass has become dry.
Stiles opened his car door and jogged past the grave stones without glancing back at Lydia.
"Stiles!" She screams after him as she jumps out of the car but he doesn't stop.
"Stiles wait!" She says jogging in the direction he went.
Stiles ran past the cemetery, past rusty gates and continued into a forest.
It was nearly 1am.
"Stiles!" Lydia screams as she reaches the darkness of the forest.
The silence is unbearable but she continues to walk further into the forest.
Stiles was far from sight, he was nearly out of the forest but he didn't have the time to check for Lydia.
Time was running out.
Lydia was getting out of breath, surrounded by trees she felt it was safe enough to take a moment.
She sat beside a tree catching her breath but noticing the minutes go by.
A tree branch snaps.
"Hello?" Lydia says as she rises from the ground.
There was another snap and she was beginning to hear footsteps.
"Who is there?" She says, frightened.
No one replied.
"Stiles! If this is you it's n-"
A hand grabbed Lydia's throat and took her off her feet leaving her unable to finish her sentence.
She couldn't scream, gulping for air.
"Lydia!" The voice was distant but she recognised it was Stiles.
She was unable to see the person strangling her but his/her grip was becoming looser and the air was easier to catch.
She screamed as loud as she could but it was hard to scream with very little breath.
"Lydia!" The voice was becoming closer.
Lydia was beginning to feel very dizzy.
The person holding her finally let go but it was too late, as she lay on the ground trying to hold on footsteps raced towards her.
Just as the person begins to run away she catches sight of them.
She's a girl.
"Lydia, it's okay... It's okay..." Stiles says as he takes her hand.
He lifts her into his arms and carries her to the car.
She was too dizzy to move but she wasn't unconcious.
As soon as they were safely in the car Stiles drove straight home. Lydia was barely breathing but it was improving.
Later that night when Lydia was feeling better she stared at Stiles in silence unable to speak to him.
She turned to her side avoiding him as much as she could.
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