Fallen Angel (Stiles Stilinski//Teen Wolf Fan Fiction)

Chapter 23

"Stilinski!" Coach shouted. Scott and Stiles stopped, turning around innocently.

"Let her go" Coach sighed, in Stiles' arms was a sleeping Kathryn. Not Stiles nor Scott wanted to deal with a moody sleep deprived Kathryn, so while making complete eye contact with Coach, Stiles gently handed over Kathryn to Scott, who held her close. She felt like family. Kathryn huffed, snuggling into Scott's chest which made him grin cheekily at Stiles who glared.

"Whatever" Coach snared, turning away. Scott and Stiles walked up to their room, assuming Kathryn was gonna stay with them.

Scott stood proudly above his bed, holding Kathryn for the sole purpose of annoying Stiles. Stiles looked up from spreading out his sheets, seeing Scott holding his girlfriend with a smile that Stiles wanted to rip off.

"Put her down" Stiles deadpanned. Scott shrugged, going to lay her down on what was gonna be his bed.

"On my bed" Stiles said deeply. Scott chuckled, walking around and laying Kathryn gently down on the bed. Stiles stared at Kathryn with loving eyes, a small smile on his face. But he looked at her more with wonder and curiousity.

 "All right, so I have four"Stiles said, walking over to the window as Scott lay on his bed, watching warily over Kathryn, he was just as confused by her as Stiles.

"Four? You have four suspects?" Scott asked in shock, turning round to stare at the ceiling.

"Yeah, it was originally ten. Well, nine technically, I guess. I had Derek on there twice" Stiles mumbled, trailing off as he stared at the curtains, looking for the slightest disgusting thing he could find to fuel his dark humour.

"So who's number one? Harris?" Scott chuckled a little, not expecting Stiles to nod.

"Just because he's missing doesn't mean he's dead" Stiles reasoned, moving on to look in the bathroom, peaking his head in. Everything in the room smelled like smoke.

"So if he's not dead, our chemistry teacher is out secretly committing human sacrifices" Scott said, Stiles grinding his teeth, giving in with a sigh. 

"Yeah, I guess that just sounded way better in my head" Stiles said rather quietly. Kathryn stirred in her sleep, feeling unbearably warm as she slept. She knew something was wrong subconsciously.

"Well, what if it's somebody else from school? Like, you remember Matt? We didn't know that he was killing people" Scott said, Stiles whipped around, standing next to Scott's bed with a horrified expression.

"Excuse me? I'm sorry, what? I... yes, we did. I called that from day one, actually" Stiles sassed, feeling a little ignored but knowing and appreciating his own genius.

"Yeah, but we never really seriously thought that it was Matt" Scott shrugged his shoulders. Scott knew how smart Stiles was, everyone knew just by his grades and his wit.

"I was serious. I was quite serious, actually. Deadly serious. No one listened to me" Stiles argued.

"Who were the other three?" Scott rolled his eyes, changing the subject.

"Derek's sister, Cora. No one knows anything about her, and she's Derek's sister. Next, your boss" Stiles rambled on.

"My boss?" Scott questioned.

"Yeah, your boss. I don't really like the whole Obi-Wan thing he's got going on, you know. It freaks me out" Stiles laughed a little at his own Star Wars reference.

"Oh, my God. Have you still not seen Star Wars?" Stiles stared in shock at Scott's clueless expression.

"I swear, if we make it back alive, I will watch the movie" Scott settled, knowing he was still not going to watch the movies but trying to put Stiles down easy.