Forever and Always (Sciles)

Stiles POV

After a couple more minutes, Liam and Isaac start to wake up, much to my relief. They seem just as groggy as Scott, and Ben and I repeat the story of what happened again as I sit down beside Scott, squeezing his hand gently. I watch as Isaac gets up and walks over to his girlfriend, who doesn't look too good. Damn alcohol. At least Kara has learned her lesson now.

All three werewolves are still embarrassed over what happened, and they continue apologizing to the rest of us over and over again. The three werewolves look exhausted and I can also tell that they've still got a dull headache or something due to the small bit of wolfsbane that's still in their system. It obviously doesn't come as a surprise that we all forgive Scott, Liam and Isaac, of course. As I told Scott earlier, it wasn't his fault, nor was it Liam or Isaac's. I just hope that bitch of a hunter, Jane, gets taken care of. The fact that she thought Scott is the kind of person that would use his powers to hurt someone is hilarious. She really should have done some more research.

After a while though, as I'm talking with Deaton and my friends, I notice Scott frowning at my neck in concern. I turn to face Scott, frowning in confusion, wondering what he's looking at.

"What is it?" I ask my boyfriend curiously. Scott doesn't answer right away, and instead lifts his free hand up to my neck, brushing his hand along it gently, sometimes prodding my neck. It surprisingly hurts and I wince slightly because of it. This makes Scott look even more concerned.

"There are bruises..." Scott eventually says in a quiet voice, his hand still gently brushing over my neck, his eyes filled with worry and sadness. I suddenly feel embarrassed. I should have healed myself with water by now, but I've been so busy watching over Scott and the others, I just forgot. I didn't even know there were bruises there anyway. I always feel sort of embarrassed when Scott sees any injuries of mine. I know it's all silly, but it makes me feel more vulnerable and weak than I would like, especially with things as minor as bruises.

"Oh. I didn't even notice." I try to laugh it off, very aware of how Scott's hand rests gently on my neck while his beautiful brown eyes gaze straight into my eyes.

"What happened?" Scott asks tensely.

"Well, Jane and I were fighting, obviously. I tried to not use my powers, not wanting to give myself away, but I eventually caved in and used some, but that's beside the point. She, uh... She tried to strangle me, so I guess the bruises must be from her hands when she grabbed my neck." I shrug in response. I didn't want to tell Scott about this, but I know it's best to be honest with him. And besides, Scott asked the question. I couldn't just ignore him. I notice Scott tense up again, his eyes definitely filled with sadness and horror.

"Stiles, I'm so sorry... I can't believe she did that to you." Scott apologizes in a horrified tone.

"No, it's fine, Scott. It's nothing. It's just a few bruises. Really. It could be a lot worse, you know." I reply, brushing Scott's hand off my neck. Scott still looks upset about the issue, so I smile comfortingly at him and take his hands in mine.

"Besides, I can easily handle a few bruises and other injuries if it means protecting and defending you." I admit to Scott honestly with the sincere smile still on my face. This makes Scott blush a little more.

"And I would obviously do the same for you." Scott replies, still sounding a little bashful.

"I know." I chuckle before I lean in and kiss him on the cheek. I'm happy to see that it relaxes Scott a bit more about the situation.