canon au } { post-6a, of phone calls and hearing voices

[impetere]

Cora: [so do do do calling Stiles and prepared to leave a message on his machine because that's usually what happens]

Stiles: [and he is laying on a blanket on the edge of the woods along the apple trees, looking up at the stars. He's trying to take a picture of them when the phone rings. He thinks a moment, and then answers and pulls the phone to his ear] Hey.

Cora: [pleasantly surprised!] Hey! I didn't expect you to pick up.

Stiles: Well, I'm not doing anything right now and it's been awhile since we talked so I thought I'd chat for a bit.

Cora: Cool. [and there's definitely a smile in her tone that he can hear] How are you doing?

Stiles: Good. I'm currently staring up at the stars through a grove of apple trees.

Cora: That sounds nice. Is it a clear night?

Stiles: Yeah. And we're far enough away from the world so there is no other light.

Cora: Sometimes it's like that out here. But most of the time it's too cloudy.

Stiles: Well, it is Scotland.

Cora: Yep. Stupid Scotland.

Stiles: Kill any bad vampires lately?

Cora: Yep. Got a few demons too.

Stiles: Good girl. Kick ass and take names.

Cora: I had a little help.

Stiles: I'm sure. You're surrounded by slayers, but I'm still enjoying the image of you being all sailor moon on them.

Cora: Sailor Moon?

Stiles: Japanese anime with awesome magic fighter chicks.

Cora: Oh. I've never seen it.

Stiles: You've seen pictures of it. You just probably don't recognize it. [and he will look for a photo to text her]

Cora: Probably true.

Stiles: [and off goes this pic] Sending you a picture.

Cora: [pulls back the phone to look at the picture and...] Oooooh.

Stiles: Yup. You just do it in your practical workout clothing.

Cora: I definitely wouldn't do it in that.

Stiles: You would look hot in that though.

Cora: You think I look hot in everything.

Stiles: To be fair I also think you're hot in no clothes.

Cora: I would worry if you didn't think that.

Stiles: Well, no worries about me. [you can hear the grin]

Cora: [she laughs] I am definitely reassured.

Stiles: So anything else going on? I do keep your voicemails, you know. It's nice to be able to hear your voice when I need to.

Cora: Nothing different than usual. I just like to talk to you before I go to sleep.

Stiles: Well, you get to talk to me and not my voicemail so you better sleep real good then.

Cora: I hope so. [a pause as she shifts in bed a bit, curling up a little more] I miss you.

Stiles: I miss you too.

Cora: I don't think I'm good enough to come home yet, but I wish you were here a lot.

Stiles: Well, I am far, far from Beacon Hills so if you went home I wouldn't be there. Probably a good idea you stay out there for a while still.

Cora: Good to know. Where did you decide to go?

Stiles: [and he will tell her about his travels, talking more about trying to find answers to the nogitsune and not mentioning his magical pursuits. He wants to keep that to himself and surprise her when she came back]

Cora: Are you feeling better about the whole nogitsune thing, then?

Stiles: Yeah. It's like this feeling in the back of my mind is gone. I feel so much more myself now, and I haven't had a nightmare in like, two weeks now.

Cora: That's really good, Stiles. I'm glad.

Stiles: So, I know it's not what you were calling to hear, but um... I've been meaning to tell you that you were right. We both needed to do this.

Cora: [she nods a bit] I'm just glad you're getting better. I feel like when we come back, we'll ... be able to start on better footing. If that's still what you want.

Stiles: It's still what I want.

Cora: Good. Because it's still what I want too.

Stiles: Good. Then you keep getting better and doing what you need to. The rest we can figure out when we get there.

Cora: Okay. That sounds good to me.

Stiles: [smiles] I love you.

Cora: I love you too.

Stiles: So if I see a shooting star, what should I wish for?

Cora: If I tell you what to wish for then it won't come true.

Stiles: It might come true.

Cora: Not if I know what it is. There's a reason why they're supposed to be secret.

Stiles: Rules, rules, rules.

Cora: Wish rules are very important.

Stiles: Fine. Then I'll make mine and not tell you.

Cora: Good. You can tell me when it comes true.

Stiles: I will. [especially since it will be a wish about the two of them]

Cora: [she figured as much] I'll look forward to it.

Stiles: [shivers] Shit, it's cold out here.

Cora: [frowns] You should go back inside.

Stiles: Oh I will. I just really like the stars.

Cora: Well, I don't want you to turn into a popsicle either.

Stiles: I doubt that is going to happen.

Cora: You never know.

Stiles: Now the question is, would you lick a stiles flavored popsicle?

Cora: [she squints, because it's late] I feel like that's supposed to be innuendo but I'm too tired to tell for sure.

Stiles: It's supposed to be an innuendo.

Cora: Okay. Then yes, probably.

Stiles: Good, because damn I miss you in that way. Like, very, very much. I mean, to the point where I'm pretty sure my hand is going to fall off soon.

Cora: [she smirks a bit] Well, don't let that happen. I happen to like your hands.

Stiles: I like my hands too. I like them more on you. Because you're warm and soft and make adorable noises.

Cora: I like them on me too. Those hands know me very well.

Stiles: It's been a long time. When you're ready, they are probably going to have to take a long remedial course.

Cora: I'm sure they'll still pass with flying colors.

Stiles: I hope so.

Cora: It'll be like riding a bike.

Stiles: At least for you. [smirks]

Cora: [... and then she groans] I walked right in to that one didn't I?

Stiles: Totally rode right onto it.

Cora: I should probably go to sleep.

Stiles: Yeah, you should. I should go warm up by the fire and see if there's any hot chocolate left.

Cora: Okay. I'll call you tomorrow?

Stiles: You always do, just like clockwork.

Cora: Yeah, but. I don't always get to talk to you.

Stiles: Sometimes you get me while I was driving, or doing other things. But now that I'm doing better, I'll try to be more aware of where my phone is around this time of night. I can't promise I'll always answer, but I'll try.

Cora: Okay. Because I miss talking to you, more than anything else.

Stiles: I couldn't tell. I'll try to be better about answering.

Cora: Okay. I love you.

Stiles: I love you too. Sleep well.

Cora: You too. Night, Stiles.

Stiles: Night Cora.

Cora: [and she will hang up and curl up to go to sleep]

Stiles: [and since he's a few hours behind her, he will go find hot chocolate and sit down for some more lessons from Sarah before he too heads to bed]