Uniquely Normal

De-Void

[3rd Person POV]

Scott pulled into the lot behind Derek's loft, hoping off his dirtbike along with Kira. [y/n] pulled in a few seconds after, jumping out of her car. The three looked at each other, then their heads snapped towards the window that looked into Derek's loft. Flashing lights could be seen along with the sound of gunfire. 

[y/n] ran into the building, Scott and Kira following close behind her. Once they reached the loft, the gunshots had already stopped. All that could be seen was Derek sitting on the floor, Argent kneeling beside him as Allison and the Sheriff pointing their weapons at the door. They lowered them in relief.

"What happened?" Scott asked.

"They disappeared," Allison said, breathing heavy as Scott and Kira walked down the steps toward them. "They literally just vanished."

[y/n] looked at the Sheriff, who met her eyes with a look of discouragement.

"And so did Stiles," he said.

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Entering the McCall house, [y/n] sighed in defeat and sat on the couch. Kira sat next to her as Scott closed the front door, watching as his friend put her head in her hands. 

"You okay?" Kira asked, putting a hand on [y/n]'s shoulder.

The girl looked up, and tried to put on her best face. "Yeah, just thinking..."

Scott didn't need to use his hearing abilities to know she was lying. 

"We'll find him," he said, moving to sit on the chair near the couch. "And we'll save him. There's gotta be a way."

[y/n] looked down at the floor and played with her hands. It seemed that with every day that passed and Stiles wasn't safe with them, her hope dwindled little by little. Noshiko's story only left her wondering if the Stiles she loved even existed anymore. Sighing, she wiped the sweat off her hands on her pants, and then stood up.

"Let me know if you guys hear anything," she said, walking to the door. "I think I'm gonna head in for the night."

Scott nodded understandingly, sharing a concerned look with Kira as the everna walked out the front door.

Arriving home, [y/n] was surprised to see Lydia's car in her driveway. Confused, she opened the front door to her home, finding a few lights still on.

"Lydia?" She called out. 

"Upstairs!"

[y/n] walked up the stairs and turned into her bedroom, where she saw Lydia sitting on her vanity stool. 

"Why are you here?" she asked the redhead, realizing after that her tone came off a little rude.

"I said I'd help you find your necklace, remember?" Lydia said as she stood up and took a few steps forward. "Any news on Stiles?"

[y/n] shook her head. "They found him at Derek's loft only for him to disappear again. Who knows where he may be now."

Nodding, Lydia walked toward her friend's bathroom. "You said the necklace was a silver locket, right?"