5...Dream state

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Yelena glared at him as he stood in her room nervously waiting for her answer. She tilted her head and crossed her arms as they stared each other down before she sat up straight in her desk chair and sighed

"Let me get this straight.....you had a dream, about killing your girlfriend and now somebody is dead in the place where you dreamt that you killed your girlfriend, and you think that it was you, so you want to go to Derek to have a Jedi training moment, and you want me to come with you......that about right?" she summarised as she raised her eyebrows.

Scott opened and closed his mouth like a goldfish as she spoke trying to follow her words before letting out a final nod "Yes." he grinned trying to give her puppy eyes.

She smiled and leaned back in her seat before scoffing, "No."

"Please." Scott pleaded.

"Take Stiles."

"No, Stiles is scared of him."

"What makes you think I'm not." she snorted in amusement

"Well, you got in a car with him," he murmured innocently as her jaw dropped and eyes widened

"That, was different" Scott raised his eyebrows doubtfully as she scoffed, "Besides that was before you guys accused him of murdering his own sister."

"Exactly, we did, you didn't."

"Scott!" she groaned, starting to find herself caving

"Come on, you're closer to his age, he will respect you more."

"Ugh fine!" she said jumping up and grabbing her car keys, to which she now had back, "but if he eats me, I will kill you."

"Deal." he shrugged as they made their way out of the house and to her car.

Yelena shook her head and kept sighing the whole way there, how the hell was this now her life? Once they got to the Hale house, she hesitated before getting out of the car.

"You not gonna lock it?"

"No, I might need to make a quick getaway." she snapped.

"I thought you had the best cross-country record Beacon Hills has ever had." he mocked

"Yeah! But not running from werewolves!" she pointed out as they made their way from the car to the creepy burnt house. Yelena felt a chill rush over her, like someone had stepped over her grave, her eyes roaming around until they landed on his black camero "Although if that's unlocked I might take that instead." She smirked, making Scott laugh. She looked around for the handsome, dark-haired, leather jacket-wearing man before running her hand over the car and whistling.

"Good luck outrunning me if you touch the car again." Yelena jumped out of her skin as she looked around for him before shooting Scott a look. Scott looked around before clearing his throat.

"Uhm ok, well, I know that you can hear me...." he stuttered whilst they approached his house.

"No shit Sherlock." Yelena hissed as she looked back in the direction where her car was, wondering how quickly it would take her to run back there

Scott ignored her and carried on, "I need your help."

Yelena nearly fell off the porch when she found Derek standing in front of them with an impassive look and his hands in his jacket pockets. Derek looked between them both, waiting for an explanation.

"Okay. I know I was part of you getting arrested and that we basically announced you being here to the hunters."

Yelena put her hand up and nodded, "By the way, I would like to point out that I had nothing to do with your arrest and believed you were innocent the whole time."

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