ALLISON'S P.O.V
"No, she wouldn't just leave like that." I clutched onto Noah, resting him between my chest and both arms. "Lydia is strong, she-"
"Lydia is more smart than strong. People here would happily pass over Stiles and ask for nothing in return, your people especially." Scott snapped back, loading up a collection of guns whilst warming a bottle of milk up for Noah. "They'll be back in a week or two."
Stiles and Lydia were being nothing but selfish; their actions were purely self obsorbed. They had ran off like children too hide, leaving the rest of us too defend and protect one another. Their relationship was unusual, I mean the contrast was unspeakable even though Lydia was changing for the worst. He was turning her into a thoughtless being. Just like him.
I had been her best friend all my life, never once has she thought about abandoning me, even when I treat her like shit and pushed her away. I was her rock and she was mine and now she was somebody even I didn't know.
Scott was right though, there was clear discussion about handing over Stiles. Especially on our side. Lydia was probably just trying too protect him, like he did her when we were attacked. I knew his actions were totally pure as well, I could see it in his eyes. Even when he was hurt.. I'd know, I was the one who shot him in the leg.
"Can't you give me a location?" I asked for at least the sixth time but Scott once again shook his head. "Your infuriating."
"And your a priss, now shut up." He shoved the warm bottle into my hand. "And make that goddamn kid shut up."
"He's a baby you idiot and you know what, I haven't recieved an apology from you yet." I snarled, making sure Noah was at an appropriate angle before gently putting the bottle between his small lips.
"An apology for what?" Scott turned, dumbfounded and confused.
"Hmm I don't know, YOU SHOT ME AND KIDNAPPED MY BEST FRIEND!" It didn't matter how much I raised my voice, Scott remained unbothered and placed a cigarette between his teeth, looking around for his lighter. "No smoking around Noah."
"Listen sweetheart, I'm sorry for putting a hole through your leg but you were being a stubborn bitch and I had no other choice, Stiles wanted Lydia and so he got Lydia."
If a baby wasn't in my hold, I would've dived on Scott. Instead, I took a deep breath and changed my focus too the guns on the table.
"Why are they in Noah's room anyway?" I stood up, walking Noah too his crib once the bottle was empty too lay him down. "Isn't it a little dangerous too have them around a child... Noah could get his tiny hands around one of these things and well the rest is self explanatory."
"Do you really think he has the strength too pick one up?"
He was right, my statement had no logic too it. I simply wanted too be petty and pick an argument. This was my life now, working side by side with Void and my partner was Stiles' right hand man. Scott freaking McCall. Teamwork was something I was always so fond of, now not so much.
"How did they even leave without a trace?" I huffed, taking a step towards Scott who was smoking out of an open window. "There were no tire marks, no footprints."
"Me and Liam covered them." He answered blatantly, puffing out some smoke before turning too me. Offering the packet.
"I'd rather not slowly kill myself and like I said," Snatching the cigarette, I dabbed it onto the wall outside and then dropped it too the ground. "No smoking around Noah."
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LYDIA'S P.O.V
I didn't think it was strange that I was late for my period, stuff like this happens all the time, it's natural. Some simply were delayed for some biological reason.
