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[affectioning]

I told her we were protecting him. We think we're protecting him.

[studmuffin]

We are protecting him.

[affectioning]

I know we are. But - and I know talking about this now doesn't change anything, that anything we come up with or think while we're here, we'll just forget it, but what if we aren't. He showed up at the vault. With Deaton. He helped. Couldn't he help more if he knew? And, couldn't he be kept safe? Peter Hale almost got to my mom. Gerard got to my mom.

[studmuffin]

[ Gerard got to Stiles too. And all he has to do is think about the look on his dad's face when he saw Stiles and couldn't do anything about it and know that they can't tell him. That telling him gets him involved, gets him killed. ]

We're not telling him. Even if he turns up here, even if he won't remember. We're not telling him.

[affectioning]

If he turns up here, we have to tell him, don't we?

[studmuffin]

No.

What part of no way isn't computing? [ :| ]

[affectioning]

How is he going to handle this. If you expect my mom to lie to him - even here... Wouldn't telling him here be safer? There's no alpha pack, no Gerard.

[studmuffin]

You do realise there was no you here either? They could turn up any day and if my dad knows there's no way we could stop him from getting involved.

[ He's gone off his food now, just looks unhappy. ] I can't, Scott. I don't want him to know. I don't want to lose my dad too.

[affectioning]

How are you jumping from telling him the truth to losing him? My mom knows. She's not lost. And I am afraid for her. Every day! Every day, I worry that something is going to happen. To her. To you. To Allison, Lydia --

[studmuffin]

Because that's --. [ He just runs a hand through his hair. ] I don't want him to have to deal with the fact I've been scared for my life for two years and he had no idea. I don't want him to have to chalk up another thing he'll think he failed on. I don't want him to put himself between me and half the danger this place has put me through.

I don't want to tell my dad. It's my choice.

[affectioning]

[ There. He's been scared. For months. Before the City, even. How could he not be. Scott understands where Stiles is coming from. Completely. That's the problem here. They reached an impasse. They started on one side of something and ended up in Albuquerque, New Mexico. ]

He's going to find out.

[studmuffin]

I'll protect him.

[ Fierce, direct even. ] He won't.

[affectioning]

If he comes here, the way this City works. Curses make us say things, do things. Heading that off at the pass, isn't it better?

[studmuffin]

[ He bites the inside of his cheek. ]

Do you know there is only one person in the City who knows that Derek is a werewolf? I didn't tell them. I've kept it secret, all of it, for this whole time. Even with the curses. I can keep it from my dad too.

[affectioning]

And now I'm here. And Isaac. Lydia... Lydia's something.

[studmuffin]

[ He rubs at his temples. ]

What happens? With Lydia? I'm still behind.

[affectioning]

I don't know. We - we thought Ms. Morrell was telling us Lydia was the key to finding Deaton. But, Danny was. His report for Harrison. But, Lydia... she keeps waking up and finding dead bodies.

[studmuffin]

"It happened again?"

He pauses, drumming his fingers on the table top, "What if this is like Jackson's thing again? How he rejected the bite and became the kanima? It could be left over from what Peter did to her?"

changing formats like a boss

[affectioning]

"It does. There's other stuff, at a motel." He hears that and hasn't had any time to actually think of it. "Maybe. Or, something residual from what Peter did to her after?" He doesn't know. Nobody knows. "But, she's a part of it, now."

omg sorry do you want me to skip back it's all the different types i get mixed up

[studmuffin]

"There's a motel? You go to a motel with Lydia Martin?"

Scott, bro. No. "So she's been dragged into our scary world of evil and mayhem. All the more reason not to tell anyone else."

i'm easy

[affectioning]

"No. We all do. Overnight because of a cross-country meet."

This is not the point. "Why? Why is this all the more reason?"

[studmuffin]

"Because."

He looks away, "I'm tired of people getting hurt."

[affectioning]

"So am I." Of course he is. "But, maybe telling people - your father, maybe Danny - maybe it could keep them from getting hurt."

[studmuffin]

"Neither of them are here right now, so we'll just have to figure it out if they ever turn up."

WHICH WILL BE NEVER.

[affectioning]

"Okay," he says, finally, taking another big bite of sandwich.