canon au } { post-3b, of not zombie girlfriends and happy returns

[impetere]

[♫ Arms ~ Christina Perri]



Cora: [after letting her brother know she's okay, she hightails it across town to the Stilinskis. Despite the fact that the Derek said the Sheriff knew what she was doing, she still sneaks in his window anyway, landing softly on the floor and just lingering there for a moment. He's hunched over his desk, back to her, probably studying. She's probably going to scare the crap out of him. She does it anyway.] Hi.

Stiles: [scaring the crap out of him? Check. Watching boyfriend flail and grab baseball bat as he just barely is able to stay in his desk chair? Check. Seeing his face light up when he realizes who it is, and him jumping out of his chair and tackling her to the ground with a big ass hug? Check, check and check.]

Cora: [the tackle catches her by surprise, even though it shouldn't, and she can't help but tumble to her ground (but thankfully not out the window) under his weight. She laughs a bit from the effort, not because she's mocking him but more out of relief than anything else. She slides her arms around him, burying her face in his shoulder and staying close. She's good on the floor for right now. In fact, she'll stay there for as long as Stiles wants, she just hopes they're not lying in anything she'll regret later. She doesn't really have words. She just wants to be close to him]

Stiles: [he's hugging her back tightly, albeit not as tightly as his werewolf girlfriend who may want to remember he has ribs there but he doesn't care because] You're back. Oh God you're back and safe and not turned into some weird ass brain eating zombie.

Cora: [no, she remembers, and she'll loosen up after a moment with a bit of a laugh] No. No zombie. Just the regular werewolf version. [which she is very happy to remain for as long as possible]

Stiles: Good, then I won't get infected doing this. [and he is kissing you nice and hard, Cora.]

Cora: [sighs softly as she kisses him back, one hand moving from his side to his face, her thumb brushing against his chin as she pulled in closer. She missed him so much it hurt sometimes, and all she wanted to do is go home. Now that she's here, it almost seems surreal. Still she keeps kissing him anyway, willing to commit to the fantasy, even if that's all it is.]

Stiles: [it takes a few minutes where the fact there is a security camera in his room that Cora may have triggered coming in the window and this probably isn't something his dad needs to be seeing, he pulls back a minute, getting her to sit up with him] You just got back? Did everyone come with you? You see Derek yet?

Cora: [nods a bit as she shifts to sit with her back against his bed so that she's facing him] Yes, yes, and yes. I saw him first thing before I came here.

Stiles: Good, because he was a mess while you guys were gone. Kinda felt like back when I first met him. But Scott and I took care of him. The Argents too.

Cora: [nods a bit and the guilt translates to her face as she looks down at her hands] He tried to hold me back. I didn't really listen. [there's a huge part of her that wishes she did, though, if only to spare him the extra pain] It was Dawn. I wasn't thinking.

Stiles: Well, it's all fixed now. Thing's go back to normal, right? I mean, Peter and Dawn came back normal too. No zombieness?

Cora: [she nods, taking a deep breath] Yeah, sure. Except for the ... future Winchester kids we accidentally brought back with us.

Stiles: Oh my God someone let them procreate?!

Cora: [laughs] Apparently, in that universe yes.

Stiles: Well, that explains the apocalypse.

Cora: [she shakes her head] Don't say stuff like that when you meet them, okay? Michael and Olivia lost their dad right before they got here and they probably won't take stuff like that well.

Stiles: Oh. Oh well crap.

Cora: [nods a bit] Olivia's like ... our age, I think. Michael's a little older. And Ben's Peter's age, more or less.

Stiles: Aren't the Winchesters Peter's age?

Cora: It was 2028.

Stiles: [does the math] Wow, I'd be like, in my thirties. Tell me I was there and a badass zombie killer.

Cora: [there's a moment where she shifts uncomfortably because she never got a chance to ask, as much as she may have wanted to. All she knew was that she was dead, and she wasn't sure what that meant for Stiles in the end.] I don't know. They were the only ones we saw - them and Sam anyway.

Stiles: Well, I guess I can ask before they get sent back home where they came from

Cora: [nods a bit in agreement. she's not sure she really wants to know - but if what they said about her is true, it's probably for the best that they didn't try and track him down]

Stiles: So, what else happened? I mean, tell me about it.

Cora: [she shrugs] We helped them stop the devil. [basically. It was all Sam and Ben, really.] We were the distraction.

Stiles: Well, I'm just glad you're home and save and not a zombie or a devil's bride because I wouldn't like to have to take on Lucifer to get you back

Cora: [she smirks as she leans in to kiss him again] He's not really my type.

Stiles: So not a nerd. Good to know. [kisses her back, smiling against her lips. He is so happy]

Cora: [so is she. In fact, she doesn't want to be anywhere else right now, and she's going to happily kiss him for as long as he'll let her]

Stiles: [he's good with that, but he does pull back after a moment] Are you hungry? I can go get you something to eat. The diner is still open and I can get you whatever you want. You should eat, they probably don't have a lot of food in 2028...

Cora: [she shakes her head] Spike stopped for fast food on the way home. I'm good.

Stiles: And, well you aren't covered in dirt so I'm sure you showered but whatever you want, I'll totally go get it for you. Tell me what you need, and I'm there.

Cora: [she gives a bit of a shrug] Honestly? I could just use some sleep. But I have a feeling that once I sleep I won't be up for a while.

Stiles: Well, you can sleep here. I was just studying for my finals tomorrow but I'm sure I've got this stuff down and well, your brother is crazy smart and was helping Scott and I out with our history stuff.

Cora: Okay. [she toes off her shoes first before pushing up to sit on the edge of the bed.] You sure you're ready for tomorrow?

Stiles: Yeah, I got that. And I already have an A in the class so if I miss a few questions, it's not going to hurt my overall. [he looks around] You need a shirt to sleep in or something?

Cora: [she shakes her head. She dressed for sleep, because she figured she wasn't going anywhere] I'm good.

Stiles: Well then, girl, get in bed and I'll snuggle you all night long until you're hot and kicking me off you.

Cora: [she laughs a bit, before getting into bed, curling up on her side, waiting for him to join her. She's still in her spot, on the outside of the bed, but she's curled in to face him]

Stiles: [and he's quickly closing the desk light and his books, and thankfully he was already in his pajamas so he could somehow get himself into his spot, get the blankets up over them, and pull her into his arms.] This good for you?

Cora: [nods a bit against his shoulder, tucking her head against him and settling closer. she takes a deep breath, closing her eyes as one hand fists his shirt gently] I love you.

Stiles: [he kissed the top of her head, keeping her close and tucked into him in all the right spots] I love you too, Cora. Just don't do that again to me, okay?

Cora: [she nods a bit, feeling her body relax against him until she slips off to sleep, tucked tightly in his arms]