It's Hale, It's Complicated {5}

chapter nine

There wasn't much to say about the Deadpool ending; there was an extraordinarily large group of people with heavy artillery firearms all going after the remains of Satomi's pack, as well as everyone that surrounded them. Scott, Derek and Kira were all banded together to protect them with some help, of course, but what they weren't expecting was the giant wave of pure magic that shredded through the warehouse seconds after the deadpool finished, causing the hunters who weren't quite ready to stop attacking the supernaturals around them, to drop to the ground in severe pain.

Scott was the first to spot the witch, his fangs barred and his claws out while his eyes glowed the dangerous red that they had become accustomed to.

"Nice face"

Her voice was soft and mildly playful, but hard a sharp dangerous edge to it - an edge that her magic gave her.

"Nice hands"

His voice wasn't quite so soft or playful, instead, it was exhausted and had a soft edge of relief - the relief that the end of the deadpool gave him.

They were different now, and it was a bit obvious.

There was a slight creek as the front door to the Stilinski household swung open, Noah Stilinski turned to see a girl walk in and shut the door behind her with a soft smile. He smiled as he turned back to his breakfast, pretending to not have watched the girl walk in.

"Morning Sheriff"

"Morning Rory" Noah greeted the girl with a smile before raising a teasing eyebrow as he glanced over at the clock,
"What're you doing here so early? Unless you actually stayed here last night"

"I wasn't here last night" Rory told him with a smile, catching onto his teasing quickly,
"Stiles has an early practice for the big game tomorrow and I had his car, is he awake yet?"

"Ahh, right, the game" Noah nodded with an amused smile,
"No, he's still sleeping. I've gotta go, I'll see you later"

"Bye" Rory smiled back at the sheriff who squeezed her shoulder gently before he left, the brunette made her way up to Stiles's room seeing Stiles still knocked out soundly.

Rory smiled fondly at him before shaking her head slightly, she moved over to his bed and sat down poking him gently in the side,
"Stiles. Stiles"

Stiles let out a groan, reaching out for her hand, holding it and tugging her towards him,
"Hi"

"You've got an early morning practice for the big game tomorrow, remember?" Rory said shaking his shoulder.

"Baby" Stiles groaned out earning a grin and an eye roll from his girlfriend, who shook him again.

"If I'm going to watch an entire lacrosse game, you better not suck" Rory warned her boyfriend playfully, rocking his shoulders back and forth again.

"Not gonna suck" Stiles breathed out as he grabbed her hand.

"Stiles" Rory dragged out poking Stiles multiple times in the ribs.
"You have a practise and I have to help Mal study... Stiles!"

Stiles just hunkered further down in his blankets causing Rory to huff out a laugh - mildly amused by her boyfriend's behaviour but mostly annoyed.