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“What is it dad?” He was truly terrified to learn what was happening, but he needed to.

“There’s been a call to that house. The alarm system has been going off for a while.” He stated.

Stiles was quick to pull on a jacket. “Let’s go.”

“Stiles, you can’t come with me.” Sheriff looked exhausted.

“I have to. Y/n is a good friend of mine. I have to make sure she is okay. She’s a part of the pack and her safety means everything to me.” Stiles explained to his dad.

“Okay, come on.” He led his son to the cruiser, and they rushed over to the address. Deputy Parish was already on the scene. “What do you have so far?”

By the look on his face, it wasn’t good. “There was a break in. They smashed the backdoor.” Parish explained while glancing at Stiles.

“Any sign of anyone inside?”

“No sir. But there is blood in the kitchen.” Those words scared Stiles so much. He jumped out of the car and rushed into the house. His dad was hot on his trail.

“Stiles, you can’t go in there.” He didn’t listen though and ran into the house and stopped at the kitchen door. Sure enough, there was shattered glass along with smears of blood.

Thinking fast, Stiles rushed up the stairs to your room and threw open the door. He hoped you were there, but he was greeted with emptiness. Something horrible had happened to you and he felt it deep in his bones.

Sheriff Stilinski found Stiles standing in the doorway of Y/n’s room. He was just simply staring into the room, shocked that something happened to her, but he knew who was involved. There was no doubt in his mind that Theo was involved.

“Stiles, would you happen to know someone who could be involved with this?” Sheriff asked as he studied his son. He’d been able to tell when Stiles knew more than he led on.

“I do.” Stiles mumbled. “I need to get Scott here.” He told his dad before walking out of the room and down the stairs, pulling his phone from his pocket and dialing Scott’s number, hoping he would pick it up. Luckily, he did, and Stiles went through and explained it all to Scott, who said he would be over as soon as he could be. As he waited for Scott, he also called Lydia who also said she was rushing over.

Sheriff Stilinski watched his son as he paced the front yard waiting for his friends. “Stiles, you need to sit down. You’re going to give yourself a panic attack.”

“I can’t. I’m so worried for her. She means the world to me and the fact that she was taken feels bad.” Stiles was just hoping they could find her before something really bad happens to her.

“How long have you liked her?” Sheriff asked when he realized just why his son was so invested in her.

“A while now. I haven’t even been able to tell her. I mean I sent her the text, but I don’t know if she’s actually read it. She also thinks I’m in love with Lydia, which I want to fix.” He explained as he started working himself up again. “Oh god, what if I never get to tell her!”

His dad stood up and pulled him into a hug. “Calm down Stiles, we will find her. Now tell me who you think took her.” Maybe if he had an idea of who they were dealing with, he could help Stiles stay calm.

Stiles pulled sway from his dad. “Theo. He’s been bothering her all week and earlier today he apparently threatened her.”

“Theo?” Sheriff was surprised. “Theo Raekin? Really? He’s never been the type. Definitely not when you were in elementary school together.”

“I know but somethings definitely changed. Theo’s not the same and I think he is definitely who took Y/n.”

Sheriff Stilinski trusted his son, so he had no doubts about what he was saying. Sure, it was shocking that Theo Raeken could be capable of doing such a thing, but right now Sheriff needed to focus on Y/n and where this kid could have taken her.

Scott pulled up on his motorcycle and walked over to Stiles. “So, she was just taken?” He asked as he assessed the house.

“Yes, she was texting me and she said something happened. I didn’t know that it meant someone broke into her house.” As he explained this, another car pulled up. It was Liam and Mason. “Dude, you called Liam?”

Scott shrugged. “I had to. I think Liam could help us. Especially if it’s someone supernatural.”

“It is.”

Liam walked up and looked at the house. “Why was Theo here?”

Stiles looked to Liam. “You know this how?”

“I smell his scent here. It’s stronger because I think he was in werewolf form. Is he still here? Why would he be at Y/n’s house?” Liam asked as he walked towards the house.

“Damn, I really didn’t know you could smell people like that as a werewolf.” Mason muttered.

Lydia’s car pulled up and she jumped out, with Kira in toe.

“Well, I guess the whole pack in involved now. Where’s Malia?” Stiles saw a little humor in this.

“I’m here.” She said stepping up to the group.

“Alright, well follow me. Let’s see if you can find anything that will tell us where she is.” Stiles looked to his dad, who nodded and told them they could head inside. Parish stood on the side, knowing just why everyone was here.

They crept through the house, until they stopped in the kitchen. Once again Stiles was faced with the pile of glass that was accompanied by smeared blood. He just knew it was hers.

“Yeah, Theo’s definitely been here.” Liam said as he looked at the glass and blood.

“That’s Y/n’s.” Malia and Scott confirmed Stiles’ worst fears.

“Damnit.” He said, while the panic started to bubble up again.

“Hey no, Stiles, calm down. We’re going to find her. I promise.” Scott knew his friend was freaking out and hoped this could calm him.

Stiles really hoped they could find her. She was so important to him, and she didn’t even realize it.

“Now why would Theo be here?” Scott hadn’t quite caught on. Everyone looked at him in surprise because he hadn’t figured it out.

“Theo was the one who took her.” He broke the news to his best friend.

Scott was taken off guard. “What? That’s impossible. Theo isn’t like that at all.”

Lydia stepped up. “He actually is. He was threatening her earlier after school. He’s been blackmailing her.”

Stiles wasn’t surprised to hear that, but it made him angrier.

“Blackmailing her about what?” Scott sounded so confused.

“About her feelings for Stiles.”

“Oh.” He was silent as he mulled over what had been said.

“Does anyone hear that?” Malia was looking out into the backyard.

“Hear what.” The two wolves asked as they finally tuned into the sound.

“What is that?” Liam asked.

“I don’t know.” Before anyone could stop her, Malia jumped over the glass and blood and ran into the backyard. Liam and Scott on her heels.

Lydia, Mason, Kira, and Stiles followed after the bunch, making sure to not disturb the glass. Their friends led them to the back alley. Malia wandered over to something and picked it up. She held up a phone. Y/n’s phone.

The phone was cracked but you could see there were several missed calls and texts. Stiles saw his own texts on her phone. She’d never gotten around to reading them.

“Someone needs to get in touch with Theo. If he’s behind this, we need to stop him and find her.” Stiles hated that Scott was still refusing to believe Theo could do this, but at least he agreed he needed to be investigated.

Liam pulled out his phone and sent the guy a text. Meanwhile Stiles felt like he was losing his mind. He wracked his brain for all the possible places Theo would take her. He had no clue where he could find her.

The pack headed back to the front yard, where Sheriff Stilinski and Deputy Parish were waiting for any source of information. They were quickly brought up to speed with what the pack now knew and a plan was in the works.

****

Pain radiated in your body as you started to come around. As you tried to move your limbs, you quickly realized you were bound to a chair. Testing the rope, you found the knots were way too tight for you to get out of. You then tried to move your feet but realized they had been bound too.

“You’re finally awake.” Theo said from behind you. “I was starting to think I did too much damage.”

The sound of his voice angered you. You attempted to move your head to look at him, but pain shot through your neck and head, stopping you from looking at him.

“Why did you do it?” Your voice was soft because you were weak from the pain, he’d already inflicted on you.

Theo walked into your vision wearing a wickedly twisted smirk on his annoying face. “I had no choice anymore, Y/n. You refused to do what I asked, and I think it’s because you don’t want me in pack.”

You had to fight not to roll your eyes at the accusation. “Get a life, Theo.”

He didn’t like that and lashed out on you, slapping you across the face with force. Blood went flying as a cut formed on your lip.

“Pathetic.” He hissed. “You’re a pathetic and stupid girl. It seems you also can’t shut your mouth like you’re supposed to.”

“Do you really think I’m going to listen to you? All I see is a jealous man who couldn’t get his way, so he’s taking it out on someone who has no standing to get him what he wants” Of course you shouldn’t talk back to him while he has the upper hand, but you were sick of allowing him to intimidate you.

He stayed eerily calm. “I’m sorry.” He said.

“What are you sorry about? None of your actions show you are actually sorry for who you have become.” Maybe if you made him feel something, he would stop.

“I’m sorry because I didn’t want to actually do this.” He stated with the most serious face.

“It’s too late. You’ve already kidnapped me and now you’re trying to beat me into submission. You’re out of your mind Theo.”

“Okay, I admit mistakes were made in this. But you have to see my point of view.” The fact that he was so calm about this was scary.

You were going to respond when Theo’s phone started ringing. “Hold that thought.” He said as he pulled it from his pocket and answered it. “Hello?” He was quiet as he listened to the caller.

“Hey Theo, what’s going on? Do you know where Y/n is?”

“What, Y/n’s missing? I don’t know anything about that.” Silence again.

“Sure, then why were you at her house tonight?”

“Yeah, I was at her house, but that’s because we had a project to work on.”

“Oh okay. Was she acting off when you were there?”

At this point you were going to scream to get whoever was on the phone’s attention. Theo knew this. He pulled the phone away from his mouth. “Don’t you dare, bitch.” He whispered before listening to the phone again.

“Well, no, she was fine. If she’s missing, I don’t know anything about that. Are you sure she didn’t just run away?” Theo suggested like they would actually believe him.

“Why would she run away though?”

“I mean she could have. She’s been talking about how much she hates it in Beacon Hills. It wouldn’t surprise me if she staged her disappearance.”

“That’s weird to say. I have never seen her act like that.”

You had enough and yelled out. “Please stop this!”

“What was that?”

Theo wasn’t having this and lunged forward and grabbed your neck, squeezing and cutting you off. With his hand on your throat, you couldn’t speak.

“What? Oh, that was just the TV. I’m watching a horror movie.” He was so fucking nonchalant about it. “Let me know how I can help.” He watched you as you struggled against his chokehold.

“Can you meet up with us? At the junkyard?”

“Sure, I can meet you there. See you soon.” He hung up the phone and looked livid.

The hand on your throat tightened and you started to struggle to breath now. He held you in that position to the point where you felt you would pass out before finally letting go. You took a deep breath as he stood in front of you.

“Next time you won’t be so lucky.” He turned away and walked to the other end of the room where an old cabinet was located. He opened it and pulled out a roll of duct tape. “I can’t have you able to scream now, can I?” He pulled off a stripe and walked back to you. He shoved it on your mouth while you glared at him.

“Now, I’m off to go convince my new pack that they are better off without you. Stay here and don’t do anything.” He laughed manically. “Oh, that’s right, you can’t.” He strolled to the door before stopping and turning back to you.

You sat there watching him as he reached out and caressed your face. “You don’t know how pathetic you actually are. Loving a guy who would never look at you like that in a million years. That must be hard, huh? You know I saw the text he sent to you.” He laughed. “It’s probably good that you didn’t read it. He was telling you how much he loved Lydia and how she was the most perfect person for him.” Theo looked so deranged.

If you weren’t tied up, you would have tried to slap the look right off his fucking face.

“I could just imagine how hard that would have been for you to read. Loving someone so much, only for them not to notice you like that at all. It puts you in a place of complete solitude. Doesn’t it feel good being used and abused by your so-called friends time and time again?” He just wouldn’t shut up.

“That being said. It’s going to be so easy to get the pack to forget about you.” He looked like pure evil now. “Anyway, have some fun. I need to go get cleaned up. I wouldn’t want to show up covered in your blood.” Theo finally left, leaving you alone with your thoughts.

Tears welled up in your eyes as you thought about the words he just said. Was he right? Would the pack just so easily forget about you? Would they believe Theo when he tells them you just ran away? Were you ever going to get out of this? Please, you hoped to god they would realize what a liar Theo was.

Once you calmed down, you looked around the space he’d tied you up in. It was an old building that was clearly falling apart. In the corner, a ceiling was on its way down. In front of you was a badly broken door. A chain link fence was next to the door. What was this place? Hopefully, you were still in Beacon Hills.

****

When Theo didn’t answer the text, Liam decided he would call him. Theo answered right away.

“Hey Theo, what’s going on? Do you know where Y/n is?” His reply came out odd. The phone was on speaker so that the rest of the pack could hear it.

“What, Y/n’s missing? I don’t know anything about that.”

“Sure, then why were you at her house tonight?”

“Yeah, I was at her house, but that’s because we had a project to work on.”

Theo’s tone was off. Stiles was standing there, looking like he was about to lose it. “Oh okay. Was she acting off when you were there?” Of course, Liam now knew Theo was lying but they needed to catch him and so they had to pretend they didn’t know his lies. That was hard for Stiles to do.

“Well, no, she was fine. If she’s missing, I don’t know anything about that. Are you sure she didn’t just run away?”

“Why would she run away though?” This train of thought for Theo was not well thought out.

“I mean she could have. She’s been talking about how much she hates it in Beacon Hills. It wouldn’t surprise me if she staged her disappearance.”

“Oh, he’s so dead.” Stiles whispered, looking like he wanted to pounce on the guy. Everyone knew that Y/n wouldn’t do something like he was suggesting.

“That’s weird to say. I have never seen her act like that.” Liam said. They listened when a female voice cut through. “Please stop this!” It stopped as soon as it started. But there was no mistake that it was Y/n.

Once again Stiles was getting ready to pummel the guy on the phone.

“What was that?” Liam asked trying to seem like they didn’t know exactly who they heard.

“What? Oh, that was just the TV. I’m watching a horror movie.” Bullshit. “Let me know how I can help.”

“Can you meet up with us? At the junkyard?” The pack nodded in agreement.

“Sure, I can meet you there. See you soon.” Theo hung up the phone, leaving the pack looking absolutely mad.

“He has her!” Stiles yelled. “We have to get her back.”

“Calm down, we’re going to get her back. We just have to play nice in order to know where he’s keeping her. I promise you; we’re getting her back soon.” Scott tried to calm his angry friend.

“We can’t let him get to us like this. Theo is trying to get into our heads and we’re not going to let him. In order to get to her, we need to earn his trust.” Lydia rationed.

“I don’t care about earning his trust, I just need to know where Y/n is. She’s in danger because of him and he’s acting like he has nothing to do with it.”

“I know he is, but we really need to approach this lightly. What if he has someone else working with him?”

That was a good point, but Stiles didn’t feel like there was anyone else working for him. Theo just didn’t feel like the type who would enjoy someone else helping him with his crimes.

“Fine, let’s go.”

“Wait, we should inform your dad and Parish. We may need them.” Lydia said and she was right. So, Stiles and Scott went to talk to Sheriff Stilinski and Deputy Parish about what was happening. His dad agreed that they would stand by in case they were needed.

The pack all got into their cars and headed to the junkyard across town. Malia had hopped into Stiles’ jeep since she had basically run to Y/n’s house. She studied Stiles as he drove in silence.

“So how long have you been in love with Y/n?” She asked as she finished her analyzation.

Stiles glanced over at her. He wasn’t all that keen on talking about this with his ex-girlfriend. Would she freak out if he told her that his feelings for Y/n preceded their relationship?

She rolled her eyes at his hesitance. “Just spill. I promise I’m not going to get mad. We both know our relationship wasn’t really something that would last.”

“I’ve liked her for maybe two years. It’s hard to really know because she’s been in my life for so long. I’ve always loved her as a friend, but it definitely grew into something more two years ago.” He admitted, once again glancing over to her. She was not angry it seemed.

“Naturally. I mean we can all see it. Before you ask, yes I saw it when we were together, but it truly doesn’t bother me?”

“Why?”

“Like I said, I knew our relationship wasn’t ever going to be something that lasted long.” She was so unaffected.

He shook his head. “You astound me, Malia. I’m happy we can still be friends.”

She cracked a smile. “I feel the same, Stilinski. Now when we find Y/n, you are going to tell her how you feel. Because if you don’t me and Lydia are going to tell her for you.”

“You wouldn’t.”

“We would. We just want the two of you to finally realize that you’re meant to be.” Malia really was a smart woman. She knew what she needed to do, and she was more than willing to help Stiles find his happiness.

They were a block away from the junk yard. “Wait, when did you stop loving Lydia?”

This caught Stiles off guard. “Um, well.” He was sort of speechless as he tried to figure out when exactly he’d known his feelings for Lydia were not what he thought they were. “Okay, it basically happened when I realized my feelings for Y/n. Lydia was with Jackson and something just clicked when I was spending time with Y/n. I realized that I was happy around her and that she made me feel loved without having to try.”

“That’s so sweet.”

“Since when do you find that kind of stuff sweet?”

Malia chuckled. “Good point, but I have my moments.”

“Yeah, you do.”

“Hey, did you know Lydia has a thing for Parish?” Malia said offhandedly.

“I didn’t. How do you know this?”

“She’s been talking about him a lot lately. Whenever I mention his name, she blushes.”

“That’s funny. We will have to bug her about it later.” Stiles parked his car on the street. Scott, Liam, Mason, Lydia, and Kira all pulled up behind him. “Right now, we have to get this idiot to talk.”

“We will. Don’t worry.” Malia flashed her claws out as she said this.

The pack entered the junk yard, all prepared for a fight. They knew he wouldn’t go down without a fight, so they had to prepare for it. As they walked farther through the junk yard, they could see Theo resting against an old car.

“Hey guys.” His voice was calm. Too calm.

Everyone stopped in front of him. It was clear that he was outnumbered but he didn’t seem to care. He thought he could manipulate them into believing he was innocent. But they already knew he wasn’t.

“Would you care to explain yourself?” Stiles kept his voice controlled but he just wanted to yell at Theo.

Theo shrugged and laughed. “Explain what? You guys asked me to come here.”

Scott stood in front, so he could lead the conversation. They figured he could remain level-headed enough to get the information they needed. “Why were you really at Y/n’s house?” He asked.

“I told Liam. I had to work on a project with her. I’m not sure why you don’t believe me.” Despite being defensive, Theo was still calm.

“We know what you told him, but your scent was way too strong to be there for what you claim. You were in werewolf mode.” Liam stated.

This made Theo laugh. “You know this how?”

“Your scent is stronger in werewolf mode.” Mason stated what Liam had said earlier.

“You all really think I have something to do with Y/n’s disappearance? Come on Scott, you know me better than that.” There he was, trying to play on emotions.

Scott growled. “I apparently don’t know you at all.”

“Why so rude? I did nothing wrong.”

Stiles was done holding back. He stepped up in front of Scott. “Cut the crap, we know you took her. We heard her on the phone. Where is she?” He was getting dangerously close to Theo.

“Calm down Stiles. I don’t have a clue where she is. She wasn’t with me when you called.” Theo smirked like he had won.

That was the breaking point, Stiles jumped forward and pinned him against the car he has been leaning on. “Where the hell are you keeping, Y/n? You are going to tell us before we cage your stupid werewolf ass.” The anger was flowing through him, adrenaline helping Stiles keep Theo pinned against the car.

“Wow you’re really losing it. All for a pathetic girl. Stiles you could do better. You should do better, Y/n is nothing but a weak little human.” Theo spat those words out.

“Shut the hell up.” Stiles snapped back. Theo grew agitated and Scott and Liam stepped up to take hold of the wolf, telling Stiles to back off.

“You know. I had so much fun bruising her. She cried a lot but damn that was music to my ears.” The grin in Theo’s face was sick.

“You’re disgusting. Shut up and just tell up where she is.” Malia spat with pure anger at the man who just admitted to hurting her friend.

“Oh what? Did I make the little werecoyote upset? I fucking loved it. It was the most satisfying thing I have ever done.”

“Shut up.” The things Theo kept saying were pissing Scott off. “Now, you’re going to tell us where you are keeping her or else you will face pain.”

“Like you could hurt me. Scotty boy couldn’t hurt a fly.” Cocky bastard was smiling.

“Where’s the taser?” He asked when Kira pulled it from behind her back.

“That’s not going to hurt me.”

“Oh really?” Malia took the taser from Kira and started it up. “Because I think you’re going to regret your words.” She walked up to Theo. Scott and Liam let go of him while she shoved the taser into his side. He screamed as the electricity tortured him. The pack has managed to double the tasers power.

Theo continued to scream before falling to his knees while the taser was still on him. “Stop!” He yelled.

“Awe, was that too much for little Theo?” Malia was taunting him.

Theo growled as his wolf came to the surface. His eyes glowed blue, alerting the pack of his status.

“Who’d you kill?” Malia had taken charge.

“Fuck you.” Theo spat before Malia shoved the taser back onto him. He growled as the electric shocks subdued him.

“She’s in the old electrical building on the other side of the preserve.” He cried out before the taser was shoved back on him.

Malia turned to Stiles and Lydia. “Go find her. We will take care of him.”

Stiles didn’t need to be told twice. He took one last look at the crumbled Theo before walking towards Roscoe. Lydia tossed Kira her keys before rushing after Stiles. It was time to save their friend.

His focus was solely on the road as they headed off to where Theo said he was keeping her. With how fast Stiles was driving, they would arrive in less than five minutes.

“Stiles, are you okay?” Lydia questioned when she noticed how hard he was gripping the steering wheel.

He sighed. “I want to kill Theo but more than that, I just want to save Y/n and tell her how I feel.”

“That’s what we’re doing. She’s going to be okay. I just know it.”

“Maybe so, but I should have protected her better than I did.”

“We all feel that way, but we didn’t know Theo would lose his mind like that. But we can’t blame ourselves. All we can do is save her and then make him pay.” Lydia was right of course, but he still felt responsible.

They pulled up beside the building. The two rushed from the jeep and up to the electrical building. Dim lights lit their way. Stiles wasted no time to push open the door. When he did, the sight in front of him broke his heart.

Y/n was bound to a chair with duct tape over her mouth. Her eyes widened in surprise when she saw who was there. She had not expected them to find her. In fact, she’d been pretty sure that Theo was going to come back and finish her off before they found her.

The two of them rushed forward. Stiles gently ripped the tape from her mouth, even though he was gentle, it still stung. Lydia was already working on untying the ropes that kept her bound to the chair. Stiles quickly jumped in and helped her. Two minutes later, they had Y/n unbound.

“Thank god we found you, Y/n. I don’t know what I would have done if we couldn’t get to you.” Stiles said as he took in all the possible injuries. “What did he do to you?” He noticed the cuts, some which still had glass embedded in them. He also saw the busted lip, that was already bruising.

“He threw a glass vase at me. But then he threw me into the ground which knocked me out. I woke up bound to this chair with him looking like a crazy lunatic.” She explained as the pain finally hit her now that the adrenaline was starting to fade.

Stiles looked pissed. “Oh, I want to kill him.” He mumbled, looking towards the door.

“No Stiles. Scott and the others will handle him. Right now, we need to get Y/n out of here.” Lydia brought some sense back into him and he agreed.

“How did you find me?” Y/n questioned looking between the two.

“We got Theo to spill before Scott, Liam, and Malia decided to teach him a lesson.” Lydia explained.

A thought hit her. “Did Malia use the taser on him?”

Stiles looked surprised. “How did you know we had that?”

“Malia was talking about it a couple weeks ago. She said she would happily use it on anyone who messed with her friends.” Now that she thinks about it, Malia completely considered Y/n her friend. So did Lydia. Perhaps she was a part of the pack after all.

“Yeah, she tortured him with it. That’s how we got him to talk.”

“Good, he deserves it.”

They both agreed before realizing they needed to get her out of there and to the hospital to get looked at. Stiles didn’t waste a moment before grabbing her and pulling her into his arms. Y/n had been taken off guard by this, but she knew she couldn’t fight it. Her body was way too sore for her to attempt to walk herself.

The two pack members brought her to Stiles’ jeep. Lydia hopped into the back, while Stiles placed Y/n in the passenger seat. He jumped into the car and was quick to drive away from the place Theo had kept her captive.

“So, Theo broke into your house?” Lydia asked as Stiles focused on getting them to the hospital.

“Yes, I had set the alarm and everything, but he didn’t seem to care.”

Stiles grumbled. “Yeah, he broke down your back door. Before you ask, yes, we went to your house.” He reached into the console and pulled up a familiar object. Y/n’s phone. Something she didn’t even realize she didn’t have. The screen was really badly cracked, making her frown. “Don’t worry, we will replace it.” His voice was calming her.

****

You reached the hospital and Stiles jumped out and quickly retrieved you from the passenger side. He started carrying you towards the entrance, Lydia wasn’t far behind. Entering the hospital, Scott’s mom was already waiting.

“Bring her in here.” She led the group to a room and Stiles placed you on the vacant bed. “What happened?”

Stiles looked to you for permission to tell her, you nodded in acceptance. You were way too exhausted to recall the whole story yourself.

“Theo kidnapped her and tortured her. Basically, all because he wanted to be a part of the pack.” The explanation was quick and to the point.

Mrs. McCall started checking the cuts and saw the glass. She pulled on a pair of gloves. “Theo Raeken? Wow, he doesn’t seem like he’d be the type to do this.” She grabbed a pair of tweezers that looked sterile. “I’m going to have to get the glass out, this may sting but once it’s out we can start assessing the damage for deep cuts and get you cleaned up.”

“Well, you’d be surprised how much Theo has changed. He’s become a real issue.” Stiles growled. The distaste clear.

You winced when she started pulling the glass from the cuts. Stiles saw this and jumped forward to grab your hand. Each time she pulled a piece out, your grip tightened with the sharp pain. It took about five minutes for her to get all the glass that had embedded itself into you face, neck, chest, and upper arms.

“Okay, the glass is all gone. I see at least two cuts that will need stitches. But I need to clean them up to accurately see the rest.” She went back to the supplies and gathered what she would need to clean up the cuts. “Does Scott have Theo?”

“He does. Sheriff Stilinski is also there.” Lydia said from across the room. “Actually, Malia is calling me now. I will be back.” She left the room.

Silence filled the air as Mrs. McCall cleaned up the cuts. You happily gripped Stiles’ hand. He was comforting you and he must have known that it was what you really needed right now.

“Alright, we only need to stitch up two cuts. One above your eyebrow and one on your jaw. Any other pain?”

“Yes, my head is throbbing. He threw me to the ground.”

She nodded. “We will check for a concussion and keep you overnight. Well, it’s nearly morning, but you know what I mean.” You nodded hoping that you didn’t have a concussion. That was not something you wanted to deal with right now.

Once again, the silence took over as Mrs. McCall stitched up the cuts. Stiles was still gripping your hand, soothingly squeezing it every once in a while. After that was done, Mrs. McCall said she had to check on her other patients, but she’d be back to check on your head. This left you and Stiles alone.

He was still gripping your hand. It felt like he didn’t want to let go; in fear you would disappear if he did.

“Thank you for finding me, Stiles.” You gained his attention and he looked up at you. His eyes were glassy, showing the boy was clearly still upset.

“I’m sorry I ever let Theo get that close. Shit, I should have known he would plan something like that.” He said with a frown.

“Oh Stiles, none of that was your fault. Not at all. Theo is a twisted individual. He would have done anything to get himself into Scott’s pack.” Which was the truth, but you also didn’t want Stiles to beat himself up over this.

He nodded and looked down to your intertwined hands. “I know he was blackmailing you. He’s such a slime ball.”

“Oh yes, he was blackmailing me.” You hoped he didn’t know why.

Suddenly Stiles was blushing. “I know why he was too.”

Now your face was heating up in embarrassment. Did Theo tell him? Damn it. Now you have face Stiles telling you he doesn’t feel the same about you. You didn’t respond because there was nothing you could say to him.

“Y/n, I like you too. Well actually I love you. I really really do. When I found out you were missing, I was a total wreck. I thought I would never be able to tell you how I feel.”

Your eyes raised to meet Stiles’. Did he really just say that? Maybe you did have a concussion.

“What did you just say?” Your voice was small, in fear that you’d make an even bigger fool of yourself.

“I love you, Y/n Y/l/n. I love you so much. You’re the only girl I can really see myself with.”

This was unreal. “Impossible. Are you joking with me?”

He shook his head and pulled his phone from his pocket. “No, I even sent you a text spilling my feelings. You never got to read it, but I did send it.” He pulled up the messages and handed you the phone.

Stiles: I have been meaning to tell you, but I really really like you. Like more than a friend. Shit, I love you. Yes, I love you Y/n Y/m/n Y/l/n. So much. I know I said for years that I was in love with Lydia, but I’m not. She doesn’t really compare to you, in fact she’s better off being my friend. Damn it. I love you and I have for a while now. I know what you feel for me because I just could tell and well Scott figured it out and pointed it out to me. You deserve to know, and I hope this makes you happy.

Tears pricked your eyes. Happy tears. This wasn’t something you could have expected to happen. Especially not with what lies Theo was feeding to you.

“Oh my god, Stiles. I love you too. I have for such a long time. I never said anything because you have always loved Lydia and then you were with Malia.”

Stiles smiled. “I’m glad you can finally tell me. There were so many times I almost slipped and spilled it all when we were together. Y/n, will you be my girlfriend?”

You smiled and reached up, pulling his head down to yours and nodded. “Yes, I will.” You sealed it with a kiss which Stiles so happily reciprocated. His lips fit perfectly against yours. It was pure magic.

“Finally!” Someone said from the doorway. We separated to see Lydia standing there with a big smile on her face. “I was seriously going to tell Y/n if you didn’t, Stiles.”

“I’m glad I did it then.” He turned back and kissed you again. You loved the sparks that seemed to appear when he kissed you.

“I hate to break it up, but I just got off the phone with Malia and Scott.”

“And?” Stiles asked, not letting go of your hand.

She walked into the room and shut the door behind her. “Well Scott and Liam taught him a lesson before your dad showed up and arrested Theo. He’s being held at the station. Your dad is going to keep him there until we know what to do with him.” She explained.

“I want to punch him.” You mumbled.

Stiles chuckled. “How about I punch him for you?”

You liked the sound of that. “Okay, that is something I can deal with. As long as he learns a lesson.”

“Oh, he will.” Lydia felt relieved to know they saved you and they would be handling Theo. It was still horrible what you had gone through, and she was kicking herself for not realizing Theo would do something like this.

Mrs. McCall entered the room. “Let’s check that head of yours.” She said as she started her examination for a concussion. “Okay, you may have a mild concussion, but you’re going to be okay. We want to keep you for a bit. You should be able to go home tomorrow.” With that, she left you to rest.

Lydia was quietly waiting. “Kira’s going to pick me up. Are you going to be okay?”

You smiled at her. “Yes, thank you Lydia. You’re the best.” You were grateful that she’d been there when Theo was threatening you earlier. If she hadn’t, well you didn’t know if they would have known Theo was the one who kidnapped you. Lydia smiled before leaving.

This left you and Stiles alone now. He was quietly studying you. His eyes lingered on the bruises that were becoming visible on your skin.

“What’s on your mind?” You asked.

He looked up. “I’m just fantasizing how I will punch Theo and make him pay.” This made you giggle.

“I love that. But you look tired.” He really did. It looked like Stiles hadn’t slept in a few days, which had to have been the stress of you going missing.

“I am. I was freaking out about you going missing.” He admitted while taking hold of your hand again.

You smiled up at him. “I appreciate what you did for me, Stiles.”

“It really was all Scott.”

“You had a huge hand in finding me. You’re the one who initiated it.”

“How do you know that?”

“Well, I know you, Stiles. You are the first one to show up at every scene. I could also see it in your eyes when you found me.”

“Yes, my dad got a call to your house. I had to go.”

You really loved this boy. “Thank you.” You squeezed his hand. “Now I know we haven’t really made anything official yet, I was wondering if you’d cuddle me?” Your cheeks heated up.

“Are you sure that’s okay?”

“Of course. People do it all the time.”

He chuckled. “No, I mean, I don’t want to hurt you.”

“Ah, you won’t. In fact, it may even help me heal faster.”

“I’m not a werewolf, I couldn’t do that.”

“Just cuddle me please?” You pouted your lip in hopes to convince him.

“Of course.” Stiles pulled off his jacket and put it on the couch. Then he removed his shoes. He gently climbed in bed beside you, wrapping you up in his comforting arms. He made you feel so safe. You drifted off to sleep with a smile on hour face and the feeling of true contentment.

**

“I take it he finally told her how he feels?” Someone’s voice woke you from your sleep.

“He did. I was almost positive he was going to confess to her when we first found her.” The reply made the first person chuckle.

“I’m proud of him. He’s kept it in for so long. He deserves to be happy.” Someone else chimed in.

“So, you’re really okay with your ex moving on?”

“Of course. He and I are better as friends, and we all know that.”

It felt wrong to listen in on the conversation, so you decided it was time to actually wake up. You cracked open your eyes to see Scott, Lydia, and Malia standing by the end of the bed. Malia was the first person to notice.

“Good afternoon sleepy head.” She stated with a smile. You looked to find Stiles still fast asleep beside you. His arms were still tightly wound around your body.

“Hi guys. What time is it?” You noticed it was sunny out.

“Around 2.” Scott stated.

Damn, you slept for a long time.

“Damn, that was a lot of sleep.”

“Well, you deserved it. After what went down last night.” Lydia said. “Oh, before I forget. Your parents called me. I filled them in on the break in. I didn’t say anything about the kidnapping, I didn’t want them to worry too much.”

In all of this, you’d forgotten to call your parents. Damn.

“Thank you, Lydia. You’re the best.” Next to you, Stiles groaned before his eyes popped open. He took a look around the room and smiled.

“Hi guys.” His arms still were wrapped around you.

“Someone was tired.” Scott teased, as they took in the messy head of hair Stiles had.

Stiles shrugged. “You would be too if you thought you had lost the girl you loved. Just having her in my arms helped.”

Hearing him say that warmed your heart. You smiled over at him, wanting nothing more than to kiss him and show him just how much you appreciate him.

“Damn, I didn’t realize my best friend was such a sap.” Scott said, making us all laugh. It didn’t seem to bother Stiles at all.

The door opened and Mrs. McCall popped into the room. “Good afternoon, Y/n. How are we feeling?” She asked as she went over the vitals.

“I feel better. I mean I am still sore, but my head definitely feels better.” There was no longer an excruciating pain in your head. It was a dull ache now.

“That’s a good sign. That means it was a very mild concussion. From the look of things, we can release you now. But you need to rest and take it easy for the next week or so. That way everything can heal up nicely.” She explained. You frowned when you remembered your parents wouldn’t be back home until Tuesday. It was Saturday. “I will go get the discharge papers.” She left us again.

“What’s wrong Y/n?” Stiles saw the way your facial expression changed.

“My parents aren’t going to be home for another couple of days.” You said softly.

He realized immediately why you were so upset. “Don’t worry, I’m positive my dad will let you stay at our house.”

“Would he really?” You really hoped he would cause you knew staying alone was not at all good for you right now.

“Of course. I can call him if that makes you feel better?”

“Yes, please. Then I need to call my parents.”

Lydia was quick to pull her phone out. “Use my phone.”

Stiles smiled and kissed your cheek before excusing himself to call his dad. You dialed your parents while Malia and Scott followed Stiles. Your parents were so relieved to hear you were okay, again you didn’t want them to know you’d been kidnapped. They agreed you should stay with someone; they didn’t want you alone at the house after what happened.