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CH06

"Arm's length, little one."

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Klaus was nowhere to be found when he had woken up and neither was Elena's evil 500-year-old twin, Katherine. Stiles sat up on the bed, rubbing his eyes to wipe away the dizziness of sleeping so many hours. Although Stiles was surprised to have Klaus in his dreams, it made sleeping all the better since there hasn't been much of it. 

It's been a few days since he last saw anyone of his cousin's friends, which he considered his friends as well. Stiles took it upon himself to go see them since being near a 1,000-year-old vampire with a large body count isn't something that the group was okay with. The group wouldn't be so relaxed with the idea of the time he spent with Klaus and Stiles would just have to wait till he gets there to know their imminent reaction. 

Stiles knocked on the door to the Salvatore mansion knowing that some of the group would be there finding a way to get him back or so he hoped. 

The minute Stiles entered the Salvatore household, he was up against the wall with a hand around his throat. Stiles gasped in both surprise and fear as he gripped at the hand around his neck. He stared at two deadly blue eyes but the hand soon disappeared as Stefan pulled Damon off. "Stiles?" 

Stiles was breathing hard, eyes widen as he stared at the man in front of him. "I guess, it's not the first time you tried to kill me," Stiles joked. Damon stared at him in shock. "How are you here?" but before Stiles could answer, he was tackled by the blonde beauty he called his friend. 

"Stiles, oh my god. You're okay, right?" she asked checking him over only to see that there was no wound before checking his eyes to make sure he hadn't been turned by Klaus. 

Caroline dragged him into the living room where everyone was sitting. "Nevermind," Caroline announced. Elena was the first one to stand up and hug Stiles. Stiles hesitated before hugging back. "Thank god you're safe," she said. Stiles processed to hug Bonnie and Matt before hugging the younger Salvatore. 

"Arm's length, little one," Damon said refusing to give him a hug. 

"Come here, Damon" Stiles wrapped his arms around Damon pulling him into a hug. It a second longer then Damon liked but he had to admit that he had missed the younger boy. "I missed you too, Damon," he said with a smile on his face. Damon rolled his eyes. 

"How did you escape?" Elena asked. 

"Um...I walked out the door" he responded like it wasn't a big deal that he had been held hostage by the notorious Klaus Mikaelson. 

"What do you mean you walked out?" Stiles stared at their shocked and confused faces. 

Before he could speak, Damon dashed out the room, Stefan right behind him. Stiles and the rest ran after them to see Klaus holding Damon by the neck and Stefan on the floor with a wooden table leg stuck to his torso. Elena ran over to Stefan keeping her eyes on Damon who was a second away from having his heart ripped out. "Stop," Stiles shouted, fear in his eyes. Klaus turned to stare at him. Stiles held his stare and seconds later, Klaus pulled his hand out making Stiles flinch but once he saw no heart in Klaus' hand, he sighed in relief.  Damon was dropped onto the floor, groaning in pain. "I'll meet you outside, okay," Stiles said. Klaus paused for a moment before disappearing. 

"Stiles, no," Elena said. There was a man he had never seen before staring at him but Stiles didn't bring it up seeing as it wasn't the time.

"I'll be fine if anything, Klaus helped me." Elena shook her head.

 "You don't understand, Klaus is a monster. I don't want you to get hurt by him" Stiles stared at her. 

"Elena, I know but for once, it's not your choice. Its mine" Stiles didn't know why what Klaus has done hadn't sunk in or why he had become a little to close with the enemy but Klaus help him and maybe Klaus wasn't that bad. 

God, did he just think that? Stiles didn't like that. He didn't like that he overlooked the monster in him. Stiles takes down monsters, not befriend them. Should he even call Klaus a friend? He shook his head to clear it. 

"I'll be fine," Stiles said. Elena looked down at his hand to see electricity circling it. "Stiles..." she gasped in surprise. 

"I don't know that answer so don't ask," he said before walking out the door. He might have been very harsh to Elena but Stiles knew that she doesn't back down easily. He knew what he was doing. If the hybrid hasn't hurt him yet its because he's curious of the dark thing that lurks in Stiles. 

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 |Carla|

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