Unexpected

FOURTEEN

Chapter Fourteen

Figuring Things Out

I crossed my arms over my chest angrily. Stiles insisted that he cut mine and Scott's date night short in order to watch over Melissa. Something about a sacrifice and that it seems to be connected with healers?

"I'm a seer and I know Melissa isn't a sacrifice...she can't be." I comforted at the two boys. Scott frowned slightly. "I-I know what you saw, but it's my mom Tori."

I let my eyes fall to the ground. I guess he's got a point. I would do the same even if it went against what I saw. Scott just wants to protect his mom, and I understand that completely.

"Fine." I point a finger at Scott. "But you owe me a date, don't think you're off the hook wolf boy." Stiles stifled a laugh at my left. "Wolf boy?" Scott's cheeks turned red and I felt myself smirk slightly.

"Stiles go wait in the Jeep." I sighed, giving my brother a look. He just returned mine with a confused glance. "What? No. Why should I have to leave-oh, okay...ew."

I rolled my eyes and turned to my boyfriend. I love calling him that, it just makes it all that more official that he's mine and I'm his. I wrap my arms around his neck and rise onto my toes before planting a kiss on his lips.

A familiar feeling of warmth fills me as his arms wrap around my waist and pull me a little closer. "See you tomorrow?" I ask, sad that our date got cut short. A smile broke onto his face. "Definitely."

The car ride home was quiet. Not an awkward quiet but, the kind of quiet that told me Stiles didn't have anything to say. Not that I had anything to say either. Not much was happening in our lives, well besides for the boys' supernatural drama and my being pregnant.

They try to keep me out of what's going on with them and the alpha pack, but I don't know what good it'll do. I've seen it all happen, well parts of it in my visions. I just wish they'd share with me some of what's happening. I deserve answers.

"I want to help." I turned on my brother, who looked to be very deep in thought. About the alpha pack I'd guess. It's now falling into the middle of November and they're still at it—and now with the random sacrifices that they can't explain. It's a lot to deal with.

Stiles spared me a sideways glance. "With?" He prompted, playing dumb clearly. I swear, these two boys are going to get on my last nerve. "The alpha pack, the detective work you're doing, just—something. I'm tired of feeling sidelined, Stiles. I can help just as much as the rest of you."

I watched as he let out a sigh, his knuckles turned white as he gripped onto the steering wheel. Great, I've made him mad...or frustrated. Good. Now he knows how I feel.

"You're pregnant Victoria. We can't let you get hurt-" I cut him off, instant feeling my anger raise slightly. "I won't get hurt! I just want to help, Stiles!"

Silence blanketed over the car. The only sound being our breathing and the road beneath the tires. It only lasted a couple heart beats though, before Stiles pulled the car off to the side of the road. He turned to me quickly, I could see the fear and anger in his eyes. It scared me, to see him that way. It made me feel regretful for asking to help. He just worries. Same as I.

"Dad would kill me if anything happened to you, Victoria. Scott would kill me. Hell, I'd kill me!" He huffed, annoyance clear in his voice and on his face. A groan left his lips. "I can't stop you from helping though, I know that. So, I suppose you could help us by telling us your visions. Use your seer senses or something. But that's all you get to do, okay? If anything goes wrong, if anything gets dangerous...you run the other way. Understood?"