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𝟬𝟬𝟴. 𝗞𝗜𝗗𝗡𝗔𝗣 𝗛𝗘𝗥

We were back at Deatons, ready for Lydia to use her banshee power. "Now, she just magically writes down all the answers?" Malia asks and deaton shakes his head.

"It's not quite simple."

"It never is." Lydia complains and I give her a tight smile.

"In automatic writing, the hand moves outside of any conscious awareness. Now hopefully the silence, the darkness and the light will allow you to find a more comfortable relaxed trance-liked state."

"Lydia, I want you to stare into the light and let go of all thought." He says, giving her a blank paper

We move out of the way and Lydia starts doing her thing. "I have to warn you, we may not be able to access these memories." He says and I frown. "Huh?"

"The legend has always been that the wild hunt takes people. But if what you're telling me is right, the truth is much worse. They erase people, from reality." Deaton explains and I let out a sigh of frustration.

"No offense, but how can we remember someone who has been completely erased from our minds?" I say and suddenly Lydia starts rapidly writing. "Maybe she hasn't been." Malia says looking at Lydia.

"Is she okay? Should we stop her?" Scott asks and wants to walk towards her, but deaton stops him. "Lydia, are you okay?" He asks her and stops the light.

Lydia stares into a void and I frown. "She okay?" I ask to deaton and he leans forward. "Lydia?" He asks and Malia takes the paper.

"What does mischief mean?" She asks and I look at it. "That's not what she wrote," she says and I look at it. Lydia gasps, snapping out of the trance.

"What the hell is a Stiles?"

. . .

While Malia was making a remake-test and Scott and Lydia were looking for a Stiles, I was breaking into the Sherriffs house.

Why? Because I just know this is connected.

Luckily I know both Stilinski's are at work and I don't know why I know this, but I also know he doesn't have cameras at home.

Going through the back door, I stumble in the house, tripping over the carpet.

I see pictures of the stilinski's, Claudia looking very unreal. I go further, looking in the drawer for proof that there did live someone here.

I find a set of keys, making me frown. There are no cars up front. Whose keys are these? I take them just to be sure, thinking back to the blue Jeep.

"Remember..." I whisper, seeing a photo book.

I open it, flipping the pages.

"What the..." I whisper seeing Mr. Stilinski and a blank person next to it. "Gotcha."

"Why are you here again?" I gasp, quickly turning around closing the drawer. "Shit I didn't hear you Mrs. Stilinski." I say and frown.

"Wait- again?" I ask and look at her. I've only been here in my dream. "You need to leave us alone, Rosalynn." She says and I take a step backwards. "I- I don't know what you're talking about ma'am, the sherriff let me in here." I lie and she snorts.

"Noah? Sure. While he's at work?" She says and I see her moving towards me. "You should have left to them by now."

"Them? What are you talking about?" I say, starting to panic. "You shouldn't be here." She snarls out and I look backwards. The door is right there. "I- I- I'm just-" I start and then turn and leave, running towards the backdoor and making a run for it.

"You won't come far this time!" She yells after me and I ignore her, running for the life of it.

I didn't see where I was going, and it showed. I hit a car, a driving car and fall on the ground.

I cry out, groaning. I lay still, everything hurting. "What the fuck!" I hear someone yell and I start coughing. My vision starts getting blurry and clear.

I close my eyes, letting out a breathe.

"Remember I love you." I hear him say, and I reach out to him, but he's so far away. "Where are you?" I cry out. "Remember," the voice says again and I open my eyes. "Stiles..." I whisper and i can feel him smiling.

"Find me."

The darkness was gone, but I felt like hell. Opening my eyes, I look at a worried Scott. "Scott?" I ask and he gives me a smile. "What- what happened?" I ask and he chuckles. "You got hit by a car. You passed out, but you kept repeating the word 'Stiles.'" He says and I frown. 

"I saw him, Scott. Not clearly, but he was there," I say and sit up. I groan and take a deep breathe.

"It's Claudia, Scott. She's strange, I was there at the house and she said "Why are you here again." I repeat the words and Scott just frowns at me. "So?" He asks and my eyes widen a little. "Scott, I've never been there, only that time in my dream. And she couldn't have known that." I say and he shrugs.

"It was probably a mistake. We went by their house too and she was fine." He says and I frown. "You went there? Why?" I ask and Scott explains that Malia had shifted into a werecoyote.

Mr. Stilinski came and they talked about Stiles. They went to their house to find more about Stiles, since that was a family nickname.

Apparently, Mr. Stilinski's father can know about it, but he forbade Scott to visit him.

On our way to school we found Liam and Malia. A lot happened when I wasn't at school that one day. Apparently there is another girl missing.

"Stilinski said no, didn't he?" Malia asks once Scott tells him about the visit. "Yeah." Scott sighs.

"And we're going anyways?"

"Yep."

She closes the locker, where Liam is standing. "Or you could stay here and help me convince Gwen she's in danger." He says and I shake my head.

"Liam, it's not your job to convince her its your job to keep her safe." I say, looking past him, seeing leaves on the ground. I frown, shaking my head to snap myself out of it, because when I look again, it's gone.

"Just kidnap her." Malia suggests and I chuckle. "Don't kidnap her." Scott comments and I shrug. Could be useful.

"We'll be back tonight after we talk to Stilinski's dad."

"What if ghost Riders show up?" He whispers and I look at Scott. "Then you'll handle it Liam. And look you're not alone you've got Mason and Corey and Hayden. Okay? Just find a safe place for Gwen and keep her there." He says and I nod.

"Any suggestions?" He asks and Scott shrugs. "It doesn't matter. As long as she's safe." He looks at me, silently communicating to me. "Kidnap her." Malia whispers when Scott walks out the door.

"Don't kidnap her!" Scott yells after her.

I wink at Liam, mouthing 'kidnap her'

~1175 words~

I'm watching the scream movies and now it gave me a plot idea for a fic for s3b of teen wolf