Chapter 20: Your Voice

Fandom: Teen Wolf

Characters: Stiles + Lydia, Noah Stilinski

Summary: “I won’t. You’re safe with me. I promise,” he tells her.

And she remembers.

She remembers a night when she was lost in the woods, and Stiles helped her find her way...

It was too dark to see clearly, but she remembers a sound – a voice in the distance, one that was familiar, that had spoken to her before, risen above a flurry of music and conversation to claim her attention.

And it was speaking to her again.

“I just need you to find her. Alright? Please, just...just find her.”

Lydia instinctively sought to get closer, but the voice got farther and farther away.  

She remembers her arms outstretched into dense fog. They were aimed in the direction of the voice...as though she could touch its resonating vibrations, latch onto it like a lifeline, and let it lead her to the light.

Against the roughness of dry leaves and jagged undergrowth, she struggled to walk. Her legs and feet were numb with cold, significantly hindering her movements. When she tried to hasten her steps, she tripped. She remembers the way her body tensed as she lurched forward and tumbled to the ground. She landed on her hands and knees, damp soil absorbing the brunt of the impact. A searing pain throbbed along her left side, below her ribs. Her next breaths came in abbreviated gasps as her elbows started to buckle and her body sunk nearer the earth. She was so tired, so cold, so lost. What little she could see was blurred by the anguish-induced mist in her eyes. Her lips trembled with defeat, and then suddenly, they stilled.

Something – a force she couldn’t understand – something tugged, encouraging her to press on, to find the voice. The voice of a boy that awakened hope in her heart.

Lydia stood up; her legs shaky but determined. Step by step, one sore foot in front of the other, she continued. The path was rutted and winding, and she stumbled several times, but she kept going until...

There were lights, blinding bright, and she heard him again.

“Lydia!”

She blinked, and he came into focus. Stiles.

Isaac :( god. I can’t do it.

What neighborhood is this where Jackson lives right across from Isaac

Eat shit old man 🖕 the one good thing Jackson does

Dream About Changing ;__; ALLISOOOONN YOU ARE SO YOUNGG AND WVERYRJING IS SO FUCKED UP AROUNF YOU

Scoootttt :((( he’s so fucking scared UGH I hate it I just want him to be happy

GOD. ARGENT DATE NIGHT. TORTURING A MAN. Love how the guy they torture is one of the directors lmao

Derek :) ❤️ you look so ominous in the shadows tonight

Lmao how many times has Scott tried to kill Stiles

THE WAY COACH GOES eeeeegghhhh I’m just gonna walk away

Ughh. Love at first “there’s another werewolf in the room”

Ohhhhh Lydiaaa

Stiles being like “ok what do you need how can I help I’m gonna make a plan I gotchu bro” and books it across the field

GOD THIS SEQUENCE IS SO FUNNYYYYY [sniiiIIFFffff] SCOTT I ADORE YOU

Eat shit Matt, that’s what you get for being boring as fuck

DANNYYYYYYYYY 💕💕💕💕💕💕 “oh... it’s nice :)” I LOVE THIS SCENE

But that scene is only followed up by the inherent romance in tackling each other on the lacrosse field and meeting each other’s glowing werewolf eyes and trusting the other with your protection 🥺

The way Isaac looks back to Scott as he’s being taken away by the police..... stop it

Scott cant stop thinking about him SHUT UP

Danny in the bg like “y’all talk about werewolves way too damn loud”

YES! YES! YES! YES! THE PAPER BALL SCENE IS SO FUCKING FUNNY ITS SO SILENT I LOVE IT, AND THEN THEY CUT DIRECTLY TO ANOTHER SILENT MOMENT THIS IS COMEDY

Nice magazine idiot

God. Gerard is so terrifying

“Perfect grades” yeah sure. Okay. Stiles, you’re gonna get the most intense ADHD burnout of your life

This episode is really funny

God Jackson shut up I hate you

UGHHH SCOTT RUNNING TO SEE ISAAC AS HES BEING DRIVEN AWAY BY THE COPS AND THEY JUST HAVE THIS FUCKING LOOK ITS CALLED LOVE ITS CALLED LOVE

SHEKDKDNDKGKKF HI DEREK

Chris is trying to defy his father so hard it makes me so sad. He doesn’t want to kill kids

Nice godfather reference

GOD I hate Colton’s delivery on “documenting history......... MY history” I cant stand his acting

LMAOOOOOO DEREK BEING LIKE I SAW YOU SMELLING GUYS. IM GOING TO STARE AT YOU NOW. He’s so funny I love him

“Did it look that bad?” “..........[little hug] yea.”

YESSSS THE CLAW MARK TRACING THING THAT THEY DO EVERY SEASON 💕💕

Hi Derek you are so fast

:) Allison calling Stiles on the phone :) I want them to be friends

Omg I’m making a comic about the talk Scott has with Derek, the “I want him out, he’s my responsibility too” scene so stay tuned for that

God Jackson I hate you. The bitch has a whole master bedroom. Fuck you

Damn. Allison really shot a man in the leg and had no emotional reaction to it at all. She’s so fucked up.

Gotta agree with Stiles on this one. Scott being like “lock me in the freezer that was used to torture and abuse someone” is an awful plan. Never liked that writing choice it just sucks on all levels and I don’t like seeing Scott in there.....

Isaaaaacccc :(

STOOOPPP THIS SCENE IS SO FUNNY

First of all..... how did Derek get in Stiles’s jeep?? like, he has his own car, he doesn’t need Stiles to drive him?? AND in the scene when Stiles is calling Scott, nobody is there with him in the car shdjsjfkdkf Derek sprinting to Stiles before he gets to the station and he’s just like “I need a ride I don’t have my car” like he fucking forgot it or something

[look] [look] [look] [look] “........I’m taking my hand off....”

Holy shit is that the first time we see Derek laugh??

Stiles being like “practice flirting with her on me, go ahead” is so much this scene is hilarious

STILES IS SO OFFENDED WHEN DEREK IS LIKE I’m thinking about punching you in the face LIKE.... DUDE WHAT DID YOU EXPECT?????

Its. So weird seeing Derek talk like a normal person. What happened to you.

Scott ughhhhh I hate that they put him in the freezer :(

Godddd Stiles seeing a man in the hallway and then he just gets manhandled immediately. It really is no wonder why he has trust issues

Uh oh. Lizard squad

OBSESSED WITH ISAAC’S FUCKED UP WEREWOLF FACE HE LOOKS SO COOL

Awwww isaaaaccc

I Just Now realized that Derek roars at Isaac to save Stiles’s life. Girl... fuck off. I need to keep track of exactly how many times these two save each other’s lives

Okay.... while I still hate Scott being in the freezer....... the poetic cinema of him destroying the thing that brought Isaac so much trauma.... is good. I just wish it happened differently

STOOOOPPP “come on. COME ON” IM IN PAINNNN ALLISOOOONNN I LOVE YOU

Oh my god. “Uh he did it.”

**First couple of posts have a different title but I changed it because I didn’t like it :)**

Summary: Teen Wolf with a female main character alongside Scott and Stiles? Here it is. Ramie McCall is Scott’s twin sister and best friends with both her twin and Stiles. The trio’s friendship means the world to all three of them, so what happens when there are more than friend type of feelings present?

Tags: @multi-madison​​ @purple286 @multifandxm353​ @bralessandflawless

A/N: Sorry it took so long for me to post this, I haven’t really been in the mood to write. That’s why this part was sort of short, but I’m trying to get back into the swing of things and writing more often!

MASTERLIST

Chapter 9 -  Shin

Season 2, Episodes 1 and 2

Ramie had spent most of her time since leaving the hospital, back at the hospital with Lydia. Since Lydia’s wounds were much more severe than Ramie’s she was stuck there for much longer, and Ramie didn’t want to leave her friend’s side. Any time she wasn’t with Lydia, she spent with Isaac. Ramie and Isaac hadn’t talked much about the night of formal, Ramie was still shaken up over the whole thing and Isaac didn’t push. The two were practically dating at that point, just without the label to make it official.

Things for Scott and Allison however, were not going smoothly. Allison had told Ramie that her Dad had caught her and Scott together and freaked out, threatening Scott and basically breaking the two of them up. However, the two of them were still sneaking around together. Therefore, when Lydia disappeared screaming, literally, from the hospital one night, she called Allison and told her and Scott to get to the hospital as soon as they could. Stiles, whom she had called first, was already pulling into the parking lot not long after.

“Did you get it?” He asked as Ramie hopped into the jeep. Ramie held up the hospital gown Lydia had left behind. She had been taking a shower when she took off from the hospital, and Scott requested something to catch her scent with, so they could try to track her down.

Ramie’s phone buzzed with a text from Isaac as soon as Scott pulled up. He said he needed to talk to her, asking if she was busy. She said she’d call him later, and briefly explained the Lydia situation. He told her not to worry about him.

Ramie, not worrying about it, then found herself hiding in the woods from Allison’s father, while Scott was hanging from a trap he had set. Allison’s dad, thinking Lydia had been turned by Peter, was also searching for their lost friend. However, by the next day at school, Lydia was still missing. Ramie begged Melissa to let her go looking for her friend, but Melissa insisted the police had everything covered and Ramie had to attend school. Stiles informed Ramie and Scott when they got to school that morning that someone had dug up a gravesite the previous night, and ate the liver of a body. They were convinced it was Lydia, and that she was turning into a wolf.

“It’s causing me severe mental anguish to admit this but he’s right,” Stiles whispered up to Scott during Harris’ class. Ramie narrowed her eyes from next to him.

“Who’s right?”

“Jackson,” Stiles nodded towards the boy sitting a few rows behind them, while Scott agreed. “The next time she steals an organ from someone they’re probably gonna be alive.”

“This is a pop quiz Mr. Stilinksi, not a group project,” Harris’ voice came from the front of the room. “If I hear your voice again I may be tempted to give you detention for the rest of your high school career.”

“Can you do that?” Stiles shot back, and Ramie kicked his shin under the table, begging him to shut up.

“There it is again, your voice,” Harris continued. “Triggering the only time I’ve ever wanted to strike a student repeatedly, and violently." Ramie could hear Jackson and Danny snickering behind them, and she shot them a look. Danny gave a forgiving smile but Jackson just smirked.

“I’ll see you at 3 for detention,” Harris said to Stiles. Scott turned to look at Stiles’ and Ramie rolled her eyes. “You too Mr. McCall? Ramona?”

“No sir,” Ramie said, turning back to her quiz while Scott shook his head. She heard Stiles and Scott laughing quietly.

“Ramona,” Stiles whispered teasingly, which earned him another kick to the shin.

…

Late that night after being a good friend and going to Allison’s aunt’s funeral, despite the fact that Ramie knew she was a psychotic werewolf killer, and meeting Allison’s creepy grandfather, Ramie went to Derek’s for another training session. Once Stiles had called Ramie and told her that they had found Lydia and she was safe, Ramie headed to Derek’s. They had been training regularly since they started, not long after Scott was bitten, and Ramie felt like she was really getting the hang of things.

“So, Allison’s grandfather is the new hunter in town,” Ramie panted as she threw a punch at Derek, and successfully ducked from him throwing one back. Derek nodded, attempting to grab her wrist, but Ramie twisted away, causing Derek to slip to the side. Ramie threw another punch and this one hit Derek straight in the nose, as he was distracted by someone yelling his name.

“Jesus, McCall,” Derek groaned, holding his nose. “You got me good.” Ramie opened and closed her throbbing hand as the person who was yelling to Derek came into view, and it was probably the last person Ramie expected.

“Isaac?” Ramie stepped towards the curly haired boy.

“Ramie,” he stammered. “What are you going here?”

“I might ask you the same question,” Ramie said, grabbing gauze from a table near Derek, and beginning to wrap her now bloody and definitely bruised hand.

“Isaac’s with me now,” Derek said, almost smugly.

“With you?” Ramie raised her eyebrows, looking between the two. Isaac looked at the ground. “Isaac please don’t tell me-“

“He’s my beta,” Derek cut her off. Ramie’s mouth dropped open. She looked to Isaac, who finally met her eyes.

“He offered it to me and I accepted,” Isaac explained quickly. “I know about your brother and Lydia and everything.”

“And you didn’t tell me?” Ramie stepped towards him, arms crossed over her chest.

“I tried to the other night,” he shrugged. Ramie opened her mouth to fire back, but realized he was right. He had asked to talk to her when Lydia went missing.

“While I’d love to sit here and listen to this lover’s quarrel I’d like to know why you’re here suddenly,” Derek’s voice came from behind the two of them. Ramie jumped slightly, forgetting he was there.

“It’s my Dad,” Isaac said. “I think something killed him. And I swear it wasn’t me.”

Issac explained to Derek that he was having dinner with his Dad when he got violent, throwing plates at Isaac, and Isaac took off. He explained that he had then found his Dad’s body in his car in an alleyway, and it was torn apart. Derek left almost immediately to go check out the body, leaving Isaac and Ramie alone.

“You could’ve told me you know,” Ramie said, sitting down against one of the old subway cars that were in Derek’s lair. Isaac slid down next to her. “About your Dad hitting you.”

“You have enough on your plate,” he gave her a small smile. She grabbed his hand, kissing the back of it.

“Do you wanna talk about it?” She asked after a minute. Isaac shook his head.

“Why are you here?” He changed the subject. “And why did I walk in to you punching Derek?”

“Derek’s been training me to fight,” Ramie explained. “And Scott doesn’t know, so please don’t tell him.”

“Your brother isn’t gonna be very happy when he finds that out,” Isaac smirked at her. “And he also won’t be happy to hear you’re dating me, and I’m with Derek.” “Which is why we keep that from him for as long as possible,” Ramie told him, ruffling his hair as she stood up. He followed her over to the couch, where she grabbed her backpack. “And why I need to get home before it gets too late. You sure you’re okay?”

Isaac’s bright blue eyes met hers, as he grabbed her waist. He leaned down and pressed a firm kiss to her lips.

“Promise,” he whispered, as their lips broke apart. “My Dad was horrible. I’m just gonna wait here until Derek gets back.”

“Call me if you need anything,” Ramie told him. He nodded, giving her another quick kiss before she turned, leaving him alone.

…

“When were you going to tell me that you’re dating a fucking werewolf,” Scott seethed as he caught Ramie in the halls the next day at school. “A werewolf who is now going to jail because the police think he murdered his father,” Stiles butted in, throwing his hands in the air. Ramie shushed both of them, looking around. No one seemed to notice the angry boys, but Ramie tugged them into an empty classroom, just in case, closing the door behind them.

“Oh, and Allison’s grandfather is apparently the principal now,” Stiles said as the door shut. Scott sent him a look that clearly meant to shut up. Ramie sighed.

“I only found out last night,” Ramie said, answering their questions from before and ignoring Stiles’ comment about Gerard Argent. “How did you find out?”

“I could smell him,” Scott explained. “Why didn’t you tell me?”

“Isaac asked me not to,” Ramie lied. Scott’s eyes narrowed at her, but he didn’t push any further. “And I heard about the police taking him.”

“They haven’t left yet,” Scott said. Stiles was surprisingly quiet.

“I called Derek,” Ramie said, before thinking. Scott’s eyes narrowed and Ramie continued before he could ask any more questions. “Tonight’s the full moon and we need to get him out before then.”

“I have detention,” Stiles said, holding up his hands and looking at the clock.

“Call us after,” Ramie told him, heading towards the door.

“Where are you going?” Scott asked, following behind her.

“To get Isaac out,” she replied, running down the hall. She could her Scott following behind her as she pushed opened the front doors of the school. Derek was parked out front.

“You’re going with him?” Scott called after her. Ramie ignored him, opening the door to Derek’s car.

“Get in,” Derek said to Scott through the open window.

“Are you serious,” Scott groaned back, pointing towards the police car that just took Isaac away. “You did that, that’s your fault.”

“I know that,” Derek admitted. “Now get in the car and help us.”

“How about I go get a lawyer, someone who actually has a chance of getting him out before tonight?” Scott stepped closer to the car.

“Not when they do a search of his house,” Derek said. Scott looked confused. “Whatever Jackson told the police, what’s in that house is way worse, trust me.”

Scott stood still for a second, near the car now. Ramie looked at him with pleading eyes. He groaned, moving down the rest of the steps and opening the car door, Ramie hopping in the back to let him in.

After showing Scott the freezer that Isaac’s dad used to lock his son in, Scott was convinced that helping Derek break Isaac out was the right move. However, he stayed behind to use said freezer to lock himself up for the full moon. Allison was meeting him there and was going to chain him in. Stiles met Derek and Ramie at the police station, the latter two getting in the jeep when they got there.

“Alright, so, the keys to all the cells are in a lockbox in my Dad’s office,” Stiles explained. “We just need to get past the front desk, and get there before the fake cop the Argent’s sent gets there.”

“Fake cop?” Ramie asked.

“Allison slowed him down, don’t worry,” Stiles shrugged it off. Ramie wanted to ask more questions but let the two of them continue.

“It’s no problem,” Derek said, going to open the door.  “I’ll distract the lady at the front desk.”

“You? You’re not going in there,” Stiles said, grabbing Derek’s arm. Derek looked between Stiles’ face and his grip on his arm. “I’m taking my hand off.”

“He was exonerated,” Ramie defended Derek from the back seat.

“He’s a person of interest,” Stiles turned towards her, sending her a glare.

“An innocent person,” Derek corrected. Ramie nodded as Stiles looked between the two of them.

“An? In-? You? Yeah, right,” Stiles stuttered, eyebrows raised. Derek deadpanned back him. “Okay, fine. What’s your plan?”

“To distract her,” Derek said again.

“By punching her in the face?”

“By talking to her,” Derek seethed at Stiles.

“Okay, how? Give me a sample, what are you gonna open with,” Stiles questioned him. Derek was quiet, glaring at Stiles. “Silence, that’s a great idea, it’ll work flawlessly, I’m sure. Any other ideas?”

“I’m thinking about punching you in the face,” Derek started.

“Let’s just go,” Ramie said to the two of them, getting out of the jeep and walking towards the building so they had no choice but to follow her.

When they got inside, Derek’s tactic of flirting with the officer at the front desk actually worked quite well, and Ramie and Stiles managed to sneak into Sheriff Stilinksi’s office.

However, once Stiles opened the lockbox, the keys were nowhere to be found.

“Shit,” Stiles muttered. “We need to go tell Derek.”

Ramie nodded, following him out the door and running straight into him in the hallway when he stopped dead in his tracks.

“Jesus Sti, what are you,” Ramie started, then trailed off as she looked up and saw what Stiles was staring at. A man in a cop’s uniform, and a broken arrow in his leg, was standing in the hallway, staring down the two of them. Before Ramie could react, the man grabbed Stiles, dragging him down the hallway. She chased after the two of them, but the man shoved her, knocking her to the ground, her head smacking the wall. She laid on the ground for a second, blinking. Her head was pounding, but she leapt up when the fire alarm started to go off, running towards where the man had dragged Stiles. She ran into the room just as Isaac appeared, pushing the man who was standing over Stiles on the ground. Issac, in wolf form, pushed the man into the wall, as Ramie grabbed Stiles, who pulled the two of them into a corner away from Isaac and the man struggling.

Issac smashed the man’s head into the wall, knocking him out, falling limp to the ground. Issac turned, growling towards Stiles and Ramie as Derek entered the room, stepping on the syringe that the man had been carrying. Issac stepped towards Ramie and Stiles, Stiles grabbing Ramie and pulling her closer, shielding her body with his. However, Derek stepped in, roaring at Isaac who then instantly cowered to the ground, turning back to human, shaking and sweating.

“How did you do that?” Stiles asked, looking between Derek and Isaac.

“I’m the alpha,” Derek explained, a smirk on his face. Issac, looking terrified, looked up at Derek, then over to Ramie.

“Ramie, I’m sorry, I didn’t mean,” he started, visibly shaking, but Derek cut him off.

“We need to get you out of here,” he grabbed Isaac’s arm, pulling him up and the two of them took off, out of the station. Stiles stood up, pulling Ramie to her feet as well.

“You really should break up with him,” Stiles told her. “He could’ve killed us.”

“And Scott could kill us too,” Ramie shot back. Stiles opened his mouth to fight back but there were footsteps behind them. Noah came into view, looking between the two of them, Issac’s empty cell, and the fake cop knocked out on the ground. He sighed, raising his eyebrows at the two of them. Stiles turned, looking too at the cell and the guy on the ground.