Erica Reyes

Amnesia AU

Instead of one or the other having amnesia, they BOTH do. So here’s a thing:

Erica and Talia are broke as fudge so they decide to hit up some attic sale down the street because it sounded like a good idea. So they go and there’s some stuff strewn out on the driveway, but the old lady sees them looking at some crazy old relics and invites them inside to show them her collection. Talia and Erica are like, sure, we ain’t got nothin’ better to do and so they go into the actual attic.

The lady hands them an old relic and they’re liked... um, what is this? And as Erica passes the orb looking thing to Talia, the moment both of their hands touch it, a bright light emanates from the orb and they pass out.

When they come to, it’s night, and they’re in twin beds in a strange room. The walls have wood paneling and there’s a picture of a deer in the woods and the covers on the beds are quilts and it’s a very rustic old people feel. The problem is... both of them can’t seem to remember how they got there or who they are.

The old lady comes in with a tray of food for them, smiling. “Oh you’re awake!” she creaks in her creaky voice.

They both ask who they are and the old lady gives them completely made up names. They’re really off, too, like Talia is Sylvia and Erica is Virginia. Both of them think their parents gave them horrible names. 

“I found you two wandering out in the preserve, frozen and cold from the raid. Your poor dears. Huddled together for warmth. I brought you here and fixed you right up. Don’t you remember?” and she said it like... she knew they couldn’t remember.

But they just nodded and were like, “yeah... we remember....”

So the lady leaves and Erica and Talia are left to converse among themselves. Erica goes to sit on Talia’s bed because she doesn’t want to be left alone and she’s like, “Why would we even be together like that? What were we doing out in the woods?”

And Talia’s like, “Maybe we were running away?”

“Yeah, but from what?”

“I don’t know... from something. We were huddled together so we must have known each other very well.”

“Yeah...” and this time Erica looked at Talia for a long time and then tilted her head. “What if we were together together?”

Talia made a face and shook her head. “I don’t think so.”

Erica snapped. “Darn. I wouldn’t have minded, you know. You look like you would be fun.”

“What’s that supposed to mean!”

“It’s a compliment!”

And anyway, they end up talking and becoming friends all over again, but something is off about the lady’s food and they start to feel droopy...

And wake up on the floor of what looks like a basement. Talia’s all tied up to a bed and Erica is on the floor with a big gash on the side of her head. The old lady is standing over Talia with a scalpel and trying to saw into the side of Talias jaw and pull off her face because she’s creepy as fudge but the problem was, Talia kept healing every time the lady tried so she was stuck in a perpetual loop of getting her face cut open. Erica pulled herself up to standing, but it seemed her ankle was broken... kind of. Every step seemed to heal it more until she was walking and then running and then she launched herself into the old lady and slammed her against a wall. She felt her bones snap because she was old and brittle. Then she helped Talia out of the restraints. But TAlia is all, “There’s another. There’s no way she can move us by herself.”

And that’s when a big buff guy with a facial deformity hunkered down the stairs. “Mommy?” he was too old to be calling her mommy. Probably forty or so. Erica asks Talia, “Hey, Sylvia, do you think we could take him if we go together?” And Talia is like, “I don’t know Virginia, but we have to try.”

So they hide behind the table until the big oaf comes blundering toward them. He sees his mother and starts to cry big crocodile tears and tries to shake her awake but he ends up snapping her neck in the process and her head lolls to the side like a broken rag doll.That’s when they both launch themselves at him. 

They take him out by slamming his head into the wall and knocking him out. Then they try to find their way out. They end up finding their belongings and their cell phones and their phones end up piecing together some of their lives. They find out their real names. Call the police, but then try to find a way to get their memories back. They find some signs saying “attic sale” in the front room and decide to go and check out the attic. There’s a pretty orb in the middle of the room and Erica picks it up...

Mobsters AU

First of all, Erica in a pinstripe suit and a fedora. *_*

Anyway, Erica’s in the mob. One of their best best operatives. She goes in for the kill, gets it done quickly and cleanly and gets out of there. Her target this time: someone who witnessed a mob-related murder. One of the business who paid them dues to keep them “safe” but the murder was too intense and the catch was that he was also dating a cop and therefore subject to snitch so Erica had to take him out.

She does best with knives because bullets leave striation marks and can be tracked back to her too easily, even with black market weapons. She goes in, uses a brand name knife, and goes out. When she happens upon her target, though, she falters for the first time in her life because he isn’t some weasel-looking gross turd. He looks good and he’s strong and he’s formidable and she thinks maybe the Hale Mob wants him taken care of because he looks so strong. 

Instead of taking him out, though, she goes back to the mob boss, Peter and pleads her case to him. Have Alistair MacCrae join the mob.

Peter won’t allow it. Alistair is too gentle. Too soft. He would ruin the organization as soon as he joined.

Erica still begged to differ and she breaks the code to go and explain to Alistair the situation. Alistair doesn’t want to die, so he agrees to join the mob so that people don’t kill him.

Thus he begins to lead a double life, having to lie to his boyfriend about money laundering and stuff. The mob ends up hiding a bunch of money in Alistair’s bookshop under the floorboards because he had a good reputation and rival families wouldn’t dare guess that the goods would be hiding there.

So Erica, as a conduit for the mob on Alistair’s end, winds up being the one who gets him better acquainted with the crew: Derek, the sharpshooter, Isaac the silvertongue, Boyd, the braun. All the cool kids. But also she finds that Alistair is a good listener and he makes wonderful tea and his kind words and flair for pacifism starts to rub off on Erica and she begins to second-guess her entire life in the mob.

In the end, she ends up convincing Isaac, Boyd, and Derek to appease their better selves and turn Peter in. With Alistair’s help (and Jordan’s) they stage a capture where the Jordan and the Sheriff show up to arrest Peter and Derek, Isaac, Boyd and Erica all go into the witness protection program.

Bookshop AU

So. This is actually kind of similar to their first meeting at the library, only this is an Alternate Universe and I get to do what I want. Erica would be working at a bookstore and she’d be similar to her post-werewolf self and Rory would be the new customer checking out the local book scene.

When Erica approaches her, Rory is browsing through the bestsellers, reading the book jackets and deciding whether or not the books are worth the read. Erica has been scanning books and zoning a nearby section (can you tell I used to work at B&N. Zoning, man) and stopped because she’s required to help people. They don’t normally get young people in bookstores. It’s usually old people getting the lastest James Patterson something or Danielle Steel. So she’s excited and, like anyone in customer service, asks if there’s anything Rory needs help with.

Being shy, Rory dismisses Erica, saying she’s fine and Erica shrugs and goes back to zoning.

Except a few minutes later, Erica hears, “Excuse me. I’m sorry. I’m trying to find some good rainy day reads. Do you have any suggestions?”

And bam, Erica’s hooked. After determining what kinds of books Rory is into, she takes her around the store and helps her out, recommending a few books. But the girl left an impression on her because she seemed genuinely interested in everything Erica dished out. And she was cute so...

Over the course of a month or so, Rory comes back into the store for more recommendations from Erica until Erica runs out of stuff and has to start telling her books she wants to read but doesn’t have the time. Rory comes back after reading them and tries to share her thoughts but Erica gets yelled at by her boss. By this time, her co-workers have noticed Erica repeatedly spending time with Rory every time she came into the shop.

So Erica takes the plunge and asks if Rory would be willing to come back after Erica was off work and they could talk books, then. Rory agrees and returns after Erica’s shift and they sit in the cafe and talk... and talk and talk and talk until the sky grows dark and they decide it’s probably a good idea to go home, but not before exchanging numbers and getting the opportunity to text.

Rory offers to let Erica borrow the books she wants to read, and Erica does. She live-texts Rory her reactions and somehow reading is more fun when you have someone to read with. Rory admits to being shy most of the time and a homebody, so Erica decides they should hang out on her next day off somewhere outside of the bookstore.

Naturally, they wind up at the mall, but both of them are pretty broke and don’t buy much of anything, but they try on different outfits and take selfies in the dressing room mirrors.

As they sit outside sitting some smoothies from Orange Julius and wait for their ride they slowly congregate closer and closer on the bench until Erica wordlessly wraps her pinky with Rory’s and when Rory doesn’t pull away, she holds her hand... and wouldn’t you know it, right at that exact moment, Rory’s ride shows up so they pull apart and say their goodbyes.

It takes them a while to text again because neither of them know what to say. Erica doesn’t see Rory at the store for some time and wonders if she did the wrong thing and accidentally ruined their friendship. Erica starts to fret and becomes distracted at work until one day, just as she’s getting off work, she sees Rory in the parking lot, heading toward the store. Erica waves her down and they lean against the trunk of Erica’s car to talk. As it turns out, Rory got into a fight with her mother and her mother took her phone from her saying something about screen time.

It’s at this point that Erica learns about Rory’s homelife and how it is not ideal and why Rory likes to escape into books so often. Erica offers to have Rory stay with her. She’s rooming with her friend Isaac at the moment (Who is gay with Scott in this shut up) but he’s always at his boyfriend’s place so he won’t mind. Rory obliges, a little scared about what her mother would say, but since she’s working the night shift at the hospital, she doesn’t need to know.

At Erica’s apartment, they put on some movies and make a light dinner and have a quiet night in. Once again, they find themselves moving closer and closer on the couch until Erica asks Rory if she could hold her hand again.

“I don’t mind, but I’d like to know why... if that’s okay.”

Erica admits to liking her and that the time they spent apart made her realize just how much. But she understands if Rory just wants to be friends and then hopes they can put this behind them if it’s awkward.

But Rory says it’s not awkward and is brave and blushes and takes Erica’s hand. They don’t kiss until the credits, but it’s not awkward at all. Both girls were thinking about it at the same and the first one is short but the second one lingers a little until both girls are facing each other and giggling and talking about how long they wanted to do that.

With the movies forgotten, the two girls spend the rest of the evening talking about books and life like nothing happened, except now they attach themselves to each other until they run out of topics and Erica puts in another movie. Rory falls asleep on Erica’s chest with Erica tangling her hands in Rory’s hair. Isaac comes home late and finds them like that, gives Erica a thumbs up and goes to his room.

This is cheating because I wrote a Lydia/Erica Boarding School AU once here. I could see it playing out the same way only Lydia is Stiles. Anyway.

It would be easier for them to meet in a boarding school that takes both genders. They would also be human and therefore Erica would be her old, bookish self, not as confident, bloated, blotchy and feeling like she can’t do anything because she was often in the infirmary. That’s where they’d meet, actually. Erica would be recovering from an episode and Stiles will have been admitted because he did something reckless with Scott and dislocated his shoulder. They’d get to talking and Erica would probably get her trademark crush on him. It would remain unrequited for a long time because she wouldn’t think she’s deserving of it and besides, he keeps talking about a girl he’s had his eye on for years. They would remain friends, though, and pass notes in classes. She would help him study and be patient with him when he got off topic during study sessions. Scott wouldn’t be much company when Stiles wanted to gossip, so Erica would fill that role. He’d know how to take care of her whenever she had a seizure and in return, she’d learn what to do when he had a panic attack (which would happen often during finals week).

Stiles rolled his eyes at his friend. “Whatever. If FBI agent doesn’t pan out for me I know what other alternative I have. Maybe I’ll set up right outside of Beacon Hills and give advice. Lydia can tell fortunes. It’ll be perfect.” He was only teasing though the bit about Lydia telling the future was probably a little too close to the actual truth. “See? It’s great. I was forced into half of the connections I have now because of the ones I chose but it’s close enough to work.” Stiles sighed and then shrugged. “Which is why I try not to be. I’m oddly cheerful for a guy who just witnessed another mother die. Yet, I have to keep going.” Stiles nodded his head. “I should. I know she is trying to “give me a break” from her,” he told Erica, using his fingers as quotation marks around give me a break. “Which is ridiculous. So, yeah, I’ll get back to her. If you ever need anything, the master will be waiting.” He shot her another wink and then grinned playfully.

“Ah like Lucy from Peanuts, only I hope you’ll charge a little more than a nickel for your advice,” Erica teased.She thought it odd that out of all people, Lydia would want a break from Stiles. If anything, she thought Stiles was Lydia’s best chance at pulling through the heartbreak. “Well, regardless of what anyone else thinks, I’m very thankful for your brand of cheerfulness. It makes my day.” She winked back at him and stood up, stretching. “I’m calling you later to get high, dude,” she warned him, pointing a finger at him as she reluctantly got back to her duties before Alistair noticed she was slacking off. “And I’m getting supplies from the food pantry. You can’t escape me.”

Scott: My screen is not cracked. You know I would text you. I just forget I even own phone sometimes.

Erica: I get you, it’s nbd

“I worry about all my friends. Even those not in my pack.” Stiles winked at her. There was a time when she got under his skin and irritated him but that had changed, obviously. She was his friend - one of his best friends - and nothing was going to change that. “I think the family we make is just as important as the family we were born in. Sometimes more important. We choose them and they choose us. I love my dad. I got lucky. Not everyone is lucky enough to have parents that support them no matter what. It’s why our friends - our chosen family - is so important.” He knew he sounded like some sort of greeting card. Stiles winced a little. “Apparently I’m some sort of advice giver suddenly. Fuck, what has all of this done to me. I need to pull a prank or scare the shit out of someone. Then again, I’d probably get shot so I should maybe steer clear of the last one.” He booped her nose and then shrugged. “It’s not easy but I’m dealing. I’m trying to be Lydia’s rock. I’m trying not to be all gloom and doom.”

“Stiles, you’re like some kind of guru,” Erica teased, but there was a rush of affection in her voice. “I like the connections I’ve made in life much more than the ones I was forced into. Choosing my family makes it feel more special so you’re absolutely right.” She wiggled her nose when he booped it and then rubbed it off like he gave her cooties. “I don’t like when you’re all gloom and doom. I’m sure Lydia doesn’t, either. Speaking of, should you be getting back to her, soon? If she’s having such a tough time, maybe it’s not a good idea to leave her alone for very long and I think your brand of cheering up is better than mine. I’m not the cheering up, type.” She tried, though, but sometimes it fell flat.

“Pff no I didn’t!” Jackson couldn’t get rid of his cheeky grin as he was talking a load of lies but he nodded, Erica was being serious about it and he could understand. They both felt remorse in that kiss and it probably was best to more on now. “Okay, no more fighting.” He repeated. It made him chuckle when he said lastly they were stronger together, her enthusiasm however startled him a little which made him jagger. “Yeah, we are.” He knew his kanima side wouldn’t like working alongside other but right now he didn’t care, he was doing good for himself. It was healthy to interact with other instead of being on your own. “You nearly sounded like Scott by the way.” He teased, oh he wouldn’t let that slide.

scott: not that i don’t want to say hi to you but it was a butt text

Stiles cocked his head to the side. “Her stubbornness is a pain in the ass but you are right. It wouldn’t be the same. And I think that stubbornness is what attracted to me in the first place.” Stiles let out a laugh and rubbed the back of his neck. “Sometimes I think Derek is a lot like Lydia. Except Lydia is a more outwardly confident. It’s fake but it fools a lot of people.” The boy smiled softly at her. “You are right though. I hope it’s special for us and that she would pick me over others.” With a nod of his head, he agreed. “Food Network desserts it is. We can pretend we know. I have an idea so maybe between the two of us we will figure it out.” The boy rocked on his heels as he thought about everything they had all recently been through. “How are you doing…with everything, I mean.”

Melissa came back in with a box of chocolates. “I didn’t have cookies, but I had these.” She settled next to Erica. “Of course it’s okay, sweetie. I could do with a rest. I’ve been on the phone with my family all morning, telling them that I wouldn’t be moving back home just because of one little kidnapping.” She’d forgotten that they knew about one other kidnapping and one of the times she was held hostage, so it hadn’t made a great argument, but she wasn’t leaving Beacon Hills. It was home. 

Erica smiled at first but then it fell a little when she saw the chocolate. “That’s okay. I’m watching my figure,” she outright lied. She couldn’t have chocolate before she was turned and it still worried her to eat it, especially when Pestilence was still around. “Ugh, I hate talking on the phone. Texting is so much better. But still, your family loves you. You can’t be one hundred percent mad at them, right?” She flipped around on the DVD menu and put subtitles on just in case they needed to keep the sound down or all the actors mumbled which they were wont to do. “Twilight is okay, right?”

Who: @sour--wolfdh​ and @itsericareyes​

Rated: PG

Where: The Hale Cemetery

What: They’re finally 100% honest with each other and Derek smiles the biggest smile in the entire world.

Derek: I don't think they have dicks.