Forever and Always (Sciles)

Stiles POV

10 minutes later, Deaton has unlocked and freed Moselle from all of the chains and now we are all standing out in the waiting area of the clinic. Deaton has also checked her vitals and, just like me, she's fine. However, it is starting to get awkward. Scott and Moselle are looking at each other, but I can't read their facial expressions. I can't tell if it is good or bad. I go over to my dad and give him a hug, which he happily melts into. I squeeze my eyes tight shut and let a few silent tears roll down my face as I continue to hug my dad and he holds on to me. I feel safe in his arms. I feel like a little kid again and Dad is going to protect me from all harm at all costs. "It's alright, Stiles. I've got you. I'm not going to let you get hurt like that again, I promise. I'm sorry about all of this, Stiles." Dad tells me quietly as he rubs my back comfortingly.

"I know, Dad. I know. I'm sorry too." I whisper to him.

"Don't be sorry. You don't have anything to be sorry for. You've done nothing wrong, alright? I was the one that screwed up. I should have protected you from this. I'm sorry." Dad replies in a firm, but also comforting voice. I nod against his chest and stay in the embrace, listening to my dad's heart beat against his chest, which helps me calm down a little. I'm sure people are staring at me, but I don't care. It also doesn't matter that it is basically silent around us. Eventually though, I pull out of the hug from dad and he places a hand on my shoulder, squeezing it comfortingly. He smiles reassuringly at me. "Don't worry, Stiles. Thalassa won't get away with what she has done. She will be punished for her crimes." Dad tells me in a confident and reassuring voice.

"Yeah, okay, but Dad?"

"Yeah?" Dad raises his eyebrows.

"Don't try and organize a marriage for me again, okay?" I say with a light and playful smile on my face. My comment earns a few chuckles from Dad and a few members of the pack.

"Okay, that sounds fair." Dad nods in agreement, a smile still on his face. I then turn around and look at the rest of the pack. Eventually, my eyes land on Scott and I can see that he's already staring at me, having finally stopped staring at Moselle. I give him a shy smile before I walk over to him and he pulls me into an embrace, which I wasn't really expecting. "Ow, Scott, that hurts!" I laugh as Scott accidentally starts squeezing me too tight, making my ribs hurt.

"Sorry, sorry. I'm just really glad to have you back, Stiles. I don't want to ever let you go." Scott apologizes to me before gently kissing me on my neck all the way up to my jaw, sending tingles up and down my spine and cause me to blush and smile lightly. Eventually though, I manage to free myself from Scott's hug and stand next to him. He wraps an arm around my waist and holds me close, which I am definitely not complaining about. I lean into the hold, wrapping my own arms around his waist. Lydia smiles happily at us. "You two are so cute together. I'm glad that it's working out for you." She tells us.

"Yeah, I'm glad it's working too. But I wasn't going to give Stiles up that easily." Scott replies, causing me to blush and smile bashfully. I can hear a few 'awws' from Kira, Kara and Lydia. I glance over to Moselle and she's smiling too. She gives me a small look and I can see in her eyes that she's saying 'I told you so'. I chuckle and roll my eyes at her, which causes Moselle to smirk. Again, I feel Scott tense up beside me. I knew he would have difficulty being comfortable around Moselle, which I completely understand. I know if our roles were reversed, I'd be acting exactly like Scott. I know that I'll be trying forever to make it up to him for everything that I have done, but even then, it won't be enough. But I have to try. I rest my head on Scott's shoulder, feeling particularly clingy right now. It's fine because it seems that Scott is really clingy too. I'm pulled back to reality when Malia speaks.