"Are you sure?" Scott asked Stiles over the phone.
"Yes. It's like the damn shining over here." Stiles answered.
"Who?" Derek asked.
"Someone who knows how to hunt Werewolves."
Teen wolf and the Originals
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Hayley and Stiles were at his house while Scott and Malia were busy doing something at Beacon Hills High. 'Hayley, is there something you wanna tell me?' 'No, Stiles. I'm just tired from the mission.' 'Are you...?' Hayley shook her head. Answering the boy's question. Stiles gave a nod. 'Did you think I was...?' 'Yup. Because motion sickness just didn't...' 'That's all that it was, Stiles.'
'Okay.' Stiles will just drop it. There was something he wanted to ask Hayley but he knew they were both still too young for that. And maybe Hayley didn't even want that. Maybe she wasn't even looking for anything serious. Maybe she didn't want that with him.
A week later...
Hayley was cleaning up her room when she found one of Allison's shirts... Her heart wrenched as she got flashbacks of what happened... And she felt warm tears falling from her eyes.
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She felt guilty.
No matter what Stiles said... He said he was responsible but Hayley knew better. She held the shirt in her trembling hands as she sunk onto the floor.
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There she sat and cried...
Stiles came walking into the bedroom and froze when he saw Hayley sobbing. 'Hayley? Sweetheart?' No response. All there was, was Hayley's sobs. Stiles worked up the guts to allow himself to move and stepped into the bedroom. He knelt down beside Hayley. 'Hayley, look at me.' The werewolf girl dried her eyes and put a strand of hair behind her ear.
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'I-I was a-a b-bad f-friend and A-Allison died thin-thinking I-I didn't ca-care.' Stiles looked at his girlfriend sadly. There was nothing he could say to make her feel better. He knew that.
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'And now this whole thing with the list...the virus that nearly killed our friends and you...Stiles, I can't do this anymore.' Stiles placed his hand gently on her arm. 'Hayley, everything's gonna be fine.' 'That's what I tried to believe. But ever since I got here...there has only been pain and darkness...a-and d-death.' 'And we'll deal with this.' Stiled assured. 'I promise.'
