chapter forty-one
❝ i am a wreck when i'm without you ❞
silverfinger

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"And this is how I do the claw thing," Kennedy waved her hand up, smiling at Malia Tate. Malia watched, fascinated when she saw the claws come from Kennedy's fingertips

Malia smiled wide. "You are so cool." She stated, causing Kennedy to smile softly. "And your mom did stuff like this too?"

"I think so," Kennedy explained, sitting on the Tate's bed. "I don't remember much, but I do remember that she taught Derek." Malia smiled, nodding urgently. The two did this many mornings, ever since Kennedy and Scott found her. Malia was growing attached to the Hale girl, categorizing her as her best friend.

Mr. Tate knocked on the door, "Ken, you gotta go to school," He told her. Kennedy looked up, smiling kindly as she scooted off the bed.

Kennedy looked over, "I'll call your dad and ask to hang out in a couple days, okay?" She asked the Tate. Malia smiled, nodding slowly in agreement. Kennedy picked up her bag, walking out.

She slid in her car, turning on music as she drove out of the Tate driveway. She could see Malia's face in the window, watching her drive off. Kennedy giggles to herself, taking a left down the road.

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At school, Kennedy climbed out of her car, slamming the door shut as she saw Scott and two other motorcycles pull up next to him. Scott takes off his helmet, just as the other two do. "You guys going to be doing this all day?" He asked. Kennedy walked over, handbag in the bend of her arm as she saw the now Omega twins.

"All day." Says Ethan.

"All night." Adds Aiden.

Scott shakes his head. "Is this about being in my pack?" He asks, annoyed.

"This is about you being the target of demonic ninjas." Aiden explains.

Ethan raises a brow, "You mean the demonic ninjas that pulled swords out of their chests and completely kicked our asses?"

"Yeah. Those demonic ninjas."

"I don't need anyone to protect me." Says Scott.

Kennedy stepped over, "Scott, they were looking right at you when the sun came up." She says defeatedly.

"But then they disappeared." Scott points out. "Argent thinks that they could just come out at night." Kennedy sighed, rolling her eyes.

"Since this is our first experience with demonic ninjas, we're thinking we should play it safe." Ethan says.

"All day."

"And all night." The McCalls finishes the sentence, sending Kennedy an annoyed look.

Kennedy walked along side her friend. "Think of it like your personal body guards! You're almost like a celebrity now."

Inside, they all walk to Scott's locker. "Okay, one thing first. I need to talk to Stiles and let him know everything that happened last night." He turns his head to the twins. "Without you."

"No."

"Yes." Scott argues. Kennedy pulls out a lip gloss from her purse, reaching into Scott's locker to pull out a mirror she kept there at all times. "And I don't want you listening in. No wolf hearing."

Aiden shrugs. "How would you even know?"

Scott pauses, "I'm a true Alpha. You have no idea what I can do." He says before he shuts his locker. "We'll be back." He remarks. Kennedy smiled at the twins, waving goodbye before running after Scott.

Stiles walks over, seemingly more jumpy than usual. "Hey, guys, thank god you're here, I have to show you guys something," He says. Kennedy and Scott share a look.

"Okay, what is it?" Scott asks his best friend.

The two werewolves listen to Stiles's frantic rambles. "So then Kennedy starts talking about phosphors and the key having chemicals on it, right?" Stiles tossed his keys on the table, "And so that made me think of the chemistry closet and the fact that someone had to let Barrow in," He stops, looking at the white board. "It's gone." He whispered. Kennedy frowned, unsure what he meant  "Okay, it doesn't matter though. It doesn't matter. I've still got the key." Stiles jogged by, rushing to the closet. "What the hell?" Kennedy walks over, seeing Stiles frantically looking at the key ring in his hand. "I had it I had it here. I had it here this morning, I swear to God, I had it this morning."

Scott speaks up, "The key you were talking about last night?"

"Yeah, I showed it to you, right? Didn't I show it to you?"

"No, you just told me about it. I never actually saw it."

Kennedy speaks up, "But I saw it. I saw it in your locker and I saw the phosphors on the key." She says, looking between the two boys. "Maybe you left it somewhere."

Stiles breathed heavily, looking at the chalk board again. "I was here a couple of hours ago. And the message left to Barrow spelling Kira's name was right there on the board in my handwriting and I had the key to the chemistry closet."  He rambled. Kennedy shook her head, trying to comprehend what he was saying.

"So you unlocked the chemistry closet so Barrow could hide in it from the cops and then you wrote him a message to kill Kira?" Scott asked, not really sure how any of this made any sense. Kennedy felt concerned about Stiles, seeing the way he was acting. It wasn't normal, not for Stiles.

"I know how it sounds, but look at this." Stiles reaches into his pocket, pulling out some paper from his pocket. Kennedy looks over Stiles's shoulder. "This is the news report that came out about Barrow when they caught him, okay? About the shrapnel bomb that he used." Stiles pointed to the words on the pages "See this? See what he did? He put nuts, bolts and screws. And then he hid the bomb and the detonator in a box that he wrapped as a birthday present." Kennedy's shoulders slouched as she thought back to halloween "What does that sound like to you?"

Scott looked up, "Coach."

"The joke we played on Coach. That was my idea. You remember?" Stiles asked, "That was my idea. That's no coincidence. It can't be." Kennedy looked down in thought, trying to figure out what any of this could mean.

Scott struggled as well, shaking his head. "I don't want to sound like I'm trying to tell you that you're wrong. But I don't think you're trying to kill people either."

Stiles looked down, before back at the board again. He crumbled the paper in his hand. "It was here. It was all here." Kennedy purses her lips together, putting a hand on his shoulder. Stiles flinched at the contact, but he relaxed as he looked at her.

"Stiles, are you feeling okay?" She asked finally, her  voice softer than usual. She reached up, running her hand through his hair. "You look really tired." Stiles looked down, nodding.

"Yeah, I'm fine. I just haven't been sleeping really." He confessed.

Scott looked at Kennedy. "Why don't you go home? Take a sick day or something?" Scott offered. Kennedy nods, looking at her boyfriend.

"I'll drive you home, if you let me," Kennedy said softly. Stiles looked between them, nodding. Stiles linked hands with his girlfriend, letting her lead him out of the classroom.

Stiles sighed as he walked aside her. "I'm sorry. I know I sound insane-"

Kennedy cuts him off. "No, don't." She remarks. Stiles paused, frowning. "You're not insane, okay? You were there for me when I was literally dreaming of the future, I'm going to be here for you for whatever this is."  She seemed stubborn about her stance, and it made Stiles smile softly with his glossy tired eyes. "I love you way too much to let you go through this alone."

"I love you, too," Stiles whispered, pulling Kennedy in for a hug. She wrapped her arms around his torso, rubbing her hand up and down his back comfortingly. He closed his eyes for a second, seeing the last dream he had flash before him.

"STILES!"

The teenage boy spun around. He was in a large, dark, empty room, but he could hear her. He could hear Kennedy.

"Kenny!? Where are you!?" He yelled out. Her screams filled his ears, and he ran in the direction of the sound. It felt like a never ending tunnel, seeing the girls small frail figure at the end. She was covered in dirt and blood. She looked up at him in relief. "Kenny, are you okay?"

She smiled weakly, "Stiles, I was so worried. I thought-" She suddenly stops. Stiles stares as her mouth gapes open, blood spilling out. He looked down, seeing a stab wound straight through her abdomen. She was bleeding fast. His eyes met hers, and he saw them flicker between red and brown.

"Kennedy?" He whispered, stepping closer. Kennedy seemed to choke on her own blood, falling into his arms. Stiles sobbed as he shook her, seeing her eyes droop. "KENNEDY!"

He opens his eyes again, still in the hug. She was okay. She was here, hugging him. She was alive. Kennedy slowly pulled away, smiling up at him. "Why don't I take you to the doctor?" She asked quietly. Stiles searched her eyes, seeing a loving look that he felt comfort in. He nods, keeping their hands intwined as they walked out of school together.

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Kennedy stood next to Stiles at the front desk of Beacon Hills Hospital. "Dr. Gardner's not back until next week. Do you want to try waiting for one of the urgent care doctors or," Melissa paused, seeing the worried expression on Kennedy's face and Stiles's look of exhaustion. "Stiles. Are you all right?"

Stiles looked around, eyes watery. "I don't know. I guess I guess not really." He confessed. Kennedy rubbed his back, trying to calm him down.

Melissa walked around the desk. "All right, kiddo. All right. Come with me. It's okay." Melissa says, leading Stiles and Kennedy to a hospital room. Kennedy glanced at the room number 315, walking in. Stiles took off his sweatshirt, handing it to Kennedy. Kennedy placed her things on the chair in the corner, standing next to Stiles as he and Melissa began to talk.

"Blackouts. But not for that long. And sleepwalking, which I used to do a lot as a kid." Stiles glanced at Melissa writing things down. "Also having some really bad anxiety."

"Panic attacks?"

Stiles nods. "Yeah, a couple." He confessed. Kennedy looks at her shoes. "Oh, and I temporarily lost the ability to read. But that might have had more to do with this giant magic tree and a whole human sacrifice thing." He stated sarcastically.

"I recall something vaguely about that, yes." Melissa remarks, smiling at him. She looks at the paper, "How many hours of sleep are you getting?"

"Eight."

"A night?"

"In the last three days." Stiles stated. Melissa and Kennedy both looked at him. Kennedy had no idea things had gotten so bad. She had been so busy, with Halloween, the party, her dad, she felt like she had completely neglected Stiles and the problems he has been going through. Stiles looked at his fingers, counting slowly. "Yeah, definitely eight." Kennedy watched Melissa walk to a cabinet of some sort.

"Been feeling irritable?"

Stiles nods, "Yeah. Possibly to the point of homicide." He answers honestly.

"Inability to focus?"

"No, the Adderall's not working." He stated. Kennedy looked between them, wishing she could help her boyfriend.

"Impulsive behavior?" Melissa inquired.

Stiles sat up slightly. "More than my usual? Hard to tell."

"Vivid dreams during the day?"

"Okay, basically all of the above." Stiles stated, watching Melissa walk over. "Do you know what this is?"

Melissa nods, "I think so." She whispered.

Stiles eyeballed the needle in the woman's hand. "Uh, what's that?" He asked. Melissa looked down at it, before back at the boy in front of her.

"Do you trust me?"

"When you're not holding a needle."

Melissa chuckles, lifting Stiles's sleeve. "It's Midazolam. A sedative." She explains as she sticks the needle in his arm. Kennedy tilts her head, remembering her and Lydia talking about the sedative before for a class.

"Why'd you give me a sedative?" Stiles asked as Melissa began to clean up.

"Because you, Stiles, are one profoundly sleep-deprived young man." Melissa told him. "You need rest and you need it now." She grabbed his shoulders, pushing him back. "Lie down." Kennedy smiled as she held Stiles's hand.

Stiles looked up, "Okay, how long's it take to," He paused, raising his brows as he felt overly exhausted. "Oh. Not long at all." He grabbed Kennedy, pulling her onto the bed. "Wait,"

Kennedy looked down at him. "I'm not going anywhere." She said with a smile.

Stiles shook his head. "I know," He says groggily. "I just want you here." He mumbled. Kennedy looked at Melissa, who just shrugged with a smile. Kennedy smiles softly, kicking off her shoes before laying down. Stiles adjusted, as did she, until the two of them found a comfortable position. Kennedy blushed wildly as she laid her head on Stiles's chest.

Melissa pulled the blanket over them, putting a hand on Stiles head. "Get some rest." She whispered.

Stiles's eyes closed as he kept his arms around Kennedy. "Thanks, Mom."

Melissa and Kennedy paused, looking at the already sleeping Stiles. Kennedy looked at the McCall, smiling. "He really does love you." Kennedy says.

"Well, I love him too," Melissa said, turning off the light. "I'll be back in a little while, alright?"

Kennedy nods, "I'll probably leave once school is over. I told Scott and Kira I'd help them study for Calculus." Kennedy explained, keeping her hand locked with Stiles's. She looked up at her boyfriends sleeping state. "I just want him to be okay."

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Kennedy groaned in pain, feeling her head slam against a hard surface behind her. She reached her hand up to the one around her throat, struggling for air.

"Who's the weak one now, Kennedy?"

"Please don't do this." She croaked, her eyes landing on the face in front of her.

Stiles.

He smirked wickedly at her, "You're just so pathetic." He crooned, nearing his face towards hers. "Your boyfriend gave up on you, Kennedy, just like you should've given up on him months ago."

Kennedy felt tears rolling down her face as she shook her head. "Stiles, please," She whispered, begging for this to stop. "I dont want to hurt you."

Stiles laughed in her face, causing her to close her eyes in fear. "Hurt me? You think, you can hurt me?" Kennedy stayed silent. He snarled, grabbing her face and forcing her to look into his eyes. "YOU. ARE. NOTHING." He shouted. Kennedy screamed as he slammed her body into the wall, the drywall cracking around her as she struggled for air. "You. Are. Weak."

Kennedy shot up awake, her eyes wide in horror. She looked to her side, seeing a still sleeping Stiles. She sighed in relief, running her hand along his face. It was only a dream. At least, she hoped it was. She looks at her phone, seeing numerous calls from Aiden, Ethan, Kira, Scott, and Derek. She was technically grounded after the party, but Derek was the worst at grounding her. Being the favorite really did have it's perks. Kennedy slowly crawled out of bed. pulling out a pink piece of paper and a purple pen.

Sorry I had to go:(. Call me when you wake up. I love you.

xoxo,
Kenny<3

She gently placed it on the table next to Stiles's bed, kissing his forehead before walking out of the room. She pulls out her phone, dialing Derek.

"Where the hell are you?"

Kennedy crossed her arms. "Okay, Mom, hello to you to." She said sarcastically, walking to the elevator.

"Ethan and Aiden said you weren't at school."

"First of all, when have you ever spoken to the twins? Second, I'm at the hospital with Stiles." Kennedy explained.

Derek rolled his eyes. "Well, get your werewolf ass to Scott's house. It's almost night fall and those ninja things should be there any minute." He explained to her before hanging up. The elevator door opened, and Kennedy sighed in annoyance, her eyes flashing red for just a moment.

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Scott looks over at the window, watching the sun go down. They didn't have much time. "Dad, let me help you out. You need to leave."

"I will. With a satisfactory explanation."

Kennedy walked into the McCall house, pulling a leaf out of her hair. She tossed it to the floor, sending Rafael McCall a bored look. "Okay, then go get a warrant for whatever pending issues you have going on," She says in distaste. Scott sighed in relief, realizing Kennedy had her freshman year Peter-like attitude. Her eyes land on the selfie Scott and Kira accidentally took. "Wow, Kira, you're very photogenic!" She gushes, causing Kira to blush.

"I don't need a warrant. I'm their father." He argues.

Scott shakes his head. "No, you're a gene donor. I got my hair color from you. And that's all I got." Kennedy snickered as she walked towards Kira and Scott "So you're not allowed to play tough dad with me."

Melissa McCall walks in, looking around. "Hey, what's going on?" She asks. Her eyes land on Kennedy. "How did you get here so fast?" Kennedy smiles innocently, and Melissa nods in realization.

Rafael looks between the two teens next to Kennedy. "Maybe one of you should explain." Kennedy looked around, noticing the sun had began to set now.

"Scott," Kira mumbles, seeing the same thing.

Kennedy clicked her tongue, "Well this just went from bad to worse," She commented. Rafael glanced into the room behind them.

"Who the hell is this?" He asks, pulling out his gun. Kennedy looked behind them, seeing one of the demonic ninjas. Kennedy paused, unsure what to do.

"Dad, no!" Scott shouts. However, one of the ninja's stab Rafael's shoulder, causing Kira to scream in horror. "Dad!" Melissa runs to her ex husband, the front door swinging open. Scott growls at the monster. Melissa pulls Rafael to the side, trying to tend to his wounds. Kira stand next to each other, completely horrified. Kennedy sighs, tossing her handbag onto the table.

Derek Hale comes storming in, wolf form and all. He lets out a snarl as Scott lets out an alpha growl. "Have I ever said fighting in a skirt sucks?" Kennedy tossed her arms up in the air, before growling loudly. Her face changes into its werewolf form, and she lunges at the monster.

"Mom, the ash!" Scott shouts.

Kira steps back slowly, when she feels something touch her. She turns her head, shocked to see another ninja man. Before she can react, the glass shatters and two figures jump in. Kennedy looks over as Ethan and Aiden land on the table. She looks at the creature by Kira, snarling. Melissa grabs the ash, looking around as her son and his friends continue to fight. Kennedy dodges the sword, flipping over the table to go help
Derek. Scott throws one out the window, while the twins throw one out the back door. Derek fights the monster from the front as Kennedy comes from behind. They toss him over Kennedy's shoulder, and Derek grabs his arm as Kennedy pushes the ninja backwards. Melissa runs to the door as Kennedy shoves it out, throwing the bottle of mountain ash to the ground.

The ash disperses at every door and window. A ninja stands just outside, staring at it for a moment. Kira walks up to the door, putting her hand against it. A shock waves through her body, and she yanks her arm back. Kennedy noticed, but says nothing. She runs a hand through her hair, trying to figure out a plan.

Melissa tended to Rafael as Kira was with the twins, and the three other werewolves stood at the front door. "All of the baseboards are ash wood?" Derek asked.

"Uh, yeah. It was Deaton's idea." Answers Scott.

Kennedy hums, "Maybe Dad should do that." She says in thought.

Scott looks over, "And the hell did you come from?" He asked Derek.

Derek looks at Scott, "I've been following you." He says. Scott raises a brow, shocked.

"For how long?"

"All day."

Kennedy shrugs, "Explains why you called." She muttered.

Melissa holds onto her ex husbands wound. "Scott, this isn't good!" Kennedy and Scott both walk up to the female McCall, horrified to see the state Rafael is in.

"We have to get him upstairs." Kennedy says. Scott nods, picking up his dad. Melissa and Kennedy follow,

Rafael lands on the bed, where he looks around dazily. "Need to call for backup."

Scott looks at his mom as she puts a rag on the wound. "How bad is it?"

"From the way that his arm is rotated, the tendon looks torn." Melissa explained. "He could be on his way to a collapsed lung." Kennedy sighed, unsure what to do.

"Mom, those things, they're not going to leave until the sun's up." Scott explains.

Kennedy shakes her head "Scott he wont make it." She says with a frustrated tone

Melissa nods. "Ken is right, with the rate he's bleeding, he's not gonna make it that long. We got to get him to the hospital."

"Should we call Stiles's Dad?" Scott asks.

"I don't know." Melissa says, Scott looking at his dad. "Is that going to just get more people hurt?"

Scott winces, "Maybe." He grimaces.

Kennedy shakes her head. "I don't think guns work on them." She answered honestly.

"Then what does?" Melissa snaps. Scott eyeballed Kennedy, the two of them sharing unsure looks. They didn't know, and not knowing was worse.

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Kennedy looked at Derek, sipping her coffee. He looked over at her. "How are you just casually drinking coffee at a time like this?"

"I was harassed for months by a stalker, my dads a murderer, my other dad was murdered by said stalker, my boyfriends going through more mental issues than when I almost wore yellow to homecoming, I can see the future, I was attacked by ninjas, and I was attacked by an Alpha pack and a killer Druid lady all in 9 months." Kennedy rambled. "I think some ninjas outside of the front door are pretty minor inconveniences."

Derek rolled his eyes, staring at the ninja outside the door again. The twins stood next to each other, looking at the Hale's. Kennedy looked behind her, groaning in annoyance.

"I wasn't going to hurt her." Aiden says finally, talking about Kira.

Derek didn't look back at them. "Not yet."

"Why do you think we're here, Derek? For a study group?" Aiden asked sarcastically.

Kennedy turns to them, "No, but you do need it." She remarked. Aiden growled at her, and she smiled innocently.

"We're here to protect Scott." Aiden remarked.

Ethan looked between the Hales. "We're trying to fight for him."

Derek shrugged, "I'm sure you are. I'm sure you'd kill for him and Kennedy," He turned around, standing between his cousin and the two twins that would've killed her months ago. "But are you willing to die for them?" Kennedy glanced at Derek, a hint of a smile on her face.

"See? I'm the favorite." Kennedy shrugged, smiling wide. Derek flicked the back of her head, causing her to turn around and glare. "I will kill you." She glared. Suddenly, the house began to rumble, and Derek grabbed onto Kennedy. "I didn't mean it!" She yelped.

The ninja's slammed their swords against the windows, and Kennedy looked around in confusion. Scott came down the stairs, walking into the kitchen. "What are they doing?" Asks Scott. Derek kept Kennedy close, not that she needed his protection.

"Testing for weaknesses." Says Ethan. They watch as the ninjas smack against the window, the house shaking and things falling to the floor.  They watch as they hit against the door, poking their sword at it. He notices a strange difference in the field as they try to reach through it. "Guys? We have a problem." He said slowly. Kennedy's eyes widened. "A big one."

The phone begins to ring, Scott answering it. "Allison, please tell me that you have something. They're here. They're trying to get in. And it looks like they're gonna' be able to do it." He rambles. Kennedy walks over, leaning to listen to the phone.

"Okay, okay listen. They're Japanese demons. They're called the oni. They're looking for someone possessed. Someone with a dark spirit attached to them."

Scott nods. "A nogitsune." Theres a pause as Allison replies. "Just tell me what else."

"Okay, they won't hurt you. They know you're supernatural but once they do this check, once they realize that you're not carrying with you this dark spirit, then they won't hurt you, I promise. All they're looking for is the nogitsune."

The phone call ends, and Kira looks over. "I'm right, aren't I? They're looking for me."

Scott shakes his head at her. "They're looking for a dark spirit. And I know it's not you."

"Scott, we're going to have to do something." Utters Kennedy. "Cause we're all about to die!" She said worriedly as the Oni tried to break through.

The Oni walk into the house. Kennedy's eyes flash red, when Scott grabs her wrist. "Don't do anything." Says Scott.

"Is he serious?" Aiden aks. Kennedy looks at Scott in confusion.

"I said don't do anything." Scott repeats. Kennedy purses her lips, sinking back from the Oni. He turns his head to Kira, holding out his hand. Kira takes it. "Trust me." The asian girl nods, moving to stand next to her new friend. The two begin to walk in front of the group. Two oni stand before them, gripping them all by the back of their heads. Kennedy watched as the same glow she remembers cascades over their faces. The Oni tilts its head as it stares into their eyes. Aiden steps towards, but Kennedy grabs him and pushes him back. Kennedy looks between the two teens nervously. Suddenly, the Oni let go of Scott and Kira, letting them fall to the ground.

The oni disappear, and Kennedy rushes to Scott. "Scotty? Scott," She whispers, feeling his body cold in her hands. "Scott, you'll be okay," She said soothingly. Derek and the twins rushing to their aids. Derek checks on Scott while Ethan and Aiden check on Kira. "You'll be okay," Kennedy repeats, her hand on Scott's face. "You're gonna be okay."

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Beacon Hills Hospital is quiet until the doors open, a gurney with Rafael McCall on it rushing in. Melissa speaks up, "Hey, stab wound to the left chest. Possible collapsed lung." She called out. Scott and Kennedy rush in, close behind. "Pulse is weak."

Scott looked at his mom, "We'll find Stiles." He says.
Melissa nods, standing there as the two rush off.

Kennedy walks towards the room 315. "He might still be sleeping," She opens the door, pausing when she sees the empty bed. Kennedy walked further into the room. Scott slowly stepped in. "He's not here." She whispered.

"Where is he?" Scott asked. Kennedy looked around, seeing the note she left folded in half.

"He's probably around here somewhere," She says, his scent still strong. "Come on,"

Scott and Kennedy walked side by side. "Do you think he's okay?" Scott asked, looking over at his best friend. Kennedy furrowed a brow in confusion. "When you were having dreams of the future, is this what it felt like?" The McCall didn't know what Stiles was going through. Not exactly at least. But maybe she did.

"I still have visions, Scott," Kennedy replied, causing the McCall to purse his lips. "But, I was terrified. I didn't know why things I dreamt of came true, and not in a good way." She slouched her shoulders in thought, shaking her head. "But Stiles was there for me, and I want to be there for him."

The two of them stop at a sound of commotion from a nearby room. Scott shoved the door open, Kennedy close behind him. Stiles stood there, perfectly still in the middle of the empty room. Kennedy's eyes searched him, something not feeling quite right about her boyfriend. The Hale girl couldn't help but think back to the dream she had. What if it was more than just a dream?

"Stiles? You okay?" Scott asked slowly, causing Kennedy to swallow nervously.

Stiles turned around, looking between his friend and his girlfriend. "Yeah, fine." He said slowly. His eyes slowly drifted to Kennedy. "What's been going on?"

He walked over, patting Scott's shoulder before looking at his girlfriend. Kennedy shook her head, figuring she was just overthinking it all. She smiled, holding out her hand for Stiles to take. He did, the three of them walking out of the empty room.

The firefly flickered on the ground, giving it's last movements before dispersing into smoke.

NATALIA'S NOTES
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i wasn't gonna update for a few days, but i absolutely had to because we hit 100K reads shortly
after the new chapter last night!!

i just wanted to say thank you, i've been writing this story for almost a year now & i've never loved a character as much as i love kennedy. it just brings me so much joy that other people enjoy her too. i love reading your comments (though i'm trying to stay to new chapters) & i love seeing your opinions and thoughts on here & tiktok. i love seeing other people's edits on tiktok cause it's not just me making them, but other people who also love the story. i don't know out of all the fanfics ive written this one is just the most rewarding in every way & i cant thank you guys enough for everything.

anyways, i hope you enjoyed this chapter, because we're only 2ish chapters away from echo house, which i know very many of you are scared to see. i would love to tell you what happens, but that would ruin all the fun!! i'll see you all soon, toodles!!

nat<3