Season 2, episode 3: ice pick

"That's fine. I'll help you."

THE GYM WAS full of a class of students, Coach being the one to teach the class. A rock wall was in the gym as the PE class were taking over for the time being. Currently, Allison and Scott could be seen climbing, speaking to one another.

Stiles and Y/n stood side by side, watching the two before Allison suddenly kicks her boyfriend's foot a bit, causing him to tumble back and land on the mat, making everyone in the gym laugh. When finishing, Allison kicks her foot off the wall and soon jumps down as well, smirking down at her boyfriend.

"Stilinski, Erica, let's go." Coach calls out.

Giving a smile to the e/c eyed girl beside him, Stiles was the first one out of him and Erica Reyes to go forward. While Erica was slowly climbing up, Stiles was up and then kicking his feet off the wall, feet landing on the mat below.

Y/n couldn't help but chuckle when he fist bumped the air. Hearing it, Stiles looks over at her, giving her a smile. However, it faltered when everyone's attention went to Erica who was shaking in her spot on the rock wall, small sobs leaving her.

"Erica." Y/n calls as she steps forward, her voice gentle.

"I-I'm fine." Erica stammers.

"Coach, maybe it's not safe. You know she's epileptic." Allison speaks up.

"Why doesn't anybody tell me this stuff?" Coach questions. "Erica, you're fine. Just kick off from the wall. There's a mat to catch you."

At first hesitating, Erica does as told, shakily letting go where her feet soon land on the mat. When the harness was off of her, the blonde slowly began walking through the crowd of students. As she did so, her eyes met Y/n's who was staring at her in concern. Not liking how the class was laughing at her and hoping to give her comfort, Y/n gives the blonde a small, reassuring smile before Erica walked off.

* * *

A day had passed since gym class. Later on that same day, half the class had caught Erica on the rock wall with no harness and she had began to fall due to a seizure, but Scott had been able to catch her. Currently, Y/n found herself sitting across from Scott in the cafeteria. Stiles was just a few tables away, talking to a boy named Vernon Boyd in hopes of getting the keys he had talked to him about.

The trio planned on going to an ice rink that wasn't too far and was in town. It would be them, Allison and Lydia. Soon enough, Stiles was able to get the keys when he gave Boyd fifty bucks, slamming them on the table as he seated himself beside Y/n.

"Got them. I'll pick Y/n up, then you right after work tonight and we'll meet at the rink, cool?" Stiles asks.

However, Scott doesn't reply as he looks past their shoulders. The two humans follow his gaze as everyone else's attention also goes to the entrance of the cafeteria. Everyone watched as Erica Reyes, the same Erica Reyes who got terrified while climbing the rock wall ventured into the cafeteria. She wore a black leather jacket, a white shirt with a skirt and heels on her body, her lips red with lipstick.

Everyone watched as she bent down beside a boy, taking an apple that laid on his tray, taking a bite and using one of her fingers to wipe some of the bits that got on her bottom lip, smirking at the boys in front of her. Meanwhile, stopping right at their table, Lydia stared at the blonde as she slammed her hands down on the table.

"What... the holy hell... is that?" Lydia slowly questions.

"It's Erica." Scott realizes.

When Erica walked out of the cafeteria, the trio were quick to pick up their bags and rushing out to follow her, leaving Lydia behind. The three ran through the halls, soon speeding out the doors just in time to see the blonde start to get in a black car. When she caught sight of them, she sent them a grin, almost a smirk before she hopped in the passenger's seat of the rather nice looking vehicle.

The person in the driver's seat turned their head towards the three, revealing themselves to be Derek. The werewolf gives the trio a grin, his eyes being covered by a pair of sunglasses before he pressed on the gas, driving off.

* * *

Later that day, the trio, plus Allison and Lydia found themselves at the ice rink, Stiles using the keys that Boyd had given him to unlock the doors so they could go in. After a few minutes, Allison and Scott were already on the rink, the girl trying to help her boyfriend skate but he was failing rather miserably. Lydia was also on the rink, skating by herself and doing a fantastic job while she did so and Stiles and Y/n were still on the benches, Y/n tying up the second skate on her foot while Stiles waited for her.

"Are you ready?" Stiles asks, looking at her.

Y/n shrugs, rubbing her arms up and down. "I guess. I'm not the best skater, though."

"That's fine. I'll help you." Stiles offers with a smile.

Nodding in agreement, Y/n takes his held out hand with a smile, joining the others on the rink. Stiles held Y/n's hand in his as they skated around, the girl getting better and better each second that passed. However, as Stiles skated in front of her, his back facing the way they were skating, the girl almost slipped forward but Stiles had been quick to catch her since their hands were conjoined together. The boy's hands went to her waist as he caught her, the girl's hands landing on his chest.

Looking up, Y/n makes eye contact with her best friend, staring into each other's eyes. Stiles visibly gulps as he reaches a hand up, tucking a piece of her hair behind her ear while they stared into each other's eyes. What made them look away was when a loud scream erupted from Lydia's throat. Y/n was quick to skate over, kneeling beside the strawberry blonde with Stiles right behind her. The Finstock girl tried giving her friend comfort as her and Stiles sent panicked looks to Scott and Allison who had left the photo booth they were in when they heard Lydia scream.

* * *

A day after, the trio had found out that Boyd wasn't at school at his usual table that was across from them. Going out of school in hopes of finding him, Stiles and Y/n were currently rushing to Boyd's house. Stiles was the first person out of his jeep, Y/n right behind him as they frantically knocked on the front door of Boyd's house, hoping that he was perfectly fine in his room. Noticing that no one was gonna answer, Y/n turns around but immediately jumps back when she catches sight of Erica standing there, smirking at her. Stiles also spins around, eyes widening upon seeing the blonde.

Erica chuckles. "What are you two doing here?"

"Nothing, we were just looking for Boyd." Y/n replies.

"Well, why would you need Boyd?" Erica questions with a smirk, stepping closer to her.

"You know, we should really get going." Stiles cuts in.

As he reaches forward, grabbing Y/n's hand and going to step around the blonde, Erica immediately stopped them but placing one hand on Stiles' chest, making the humans eyes widen in shock.

"You two aren't going anywhere." Erica growls, suddenly all serious.

"Why not?" Stiles asks through a croak.

Erica holds up her hand, revealing it was part of the engine to his jeep. "You're having car trouble."

Almost right after that, she hit Stiles in the face with the heavy metal object before turning to Y/n who stepped back, eyes wide as Stiles slid down the front door of Boyd's house with a pained expression. Erica smirked at the girl in front of her before she did the same with Y/n, knocking her out cold.