spamalot } { of swapped species and human fraility

[impetere]

Stiles: [Every day he had gotten a bit stronger as he was allowed off bedrest. His stomach was cooperating, and except for that one time with the really greasy pizza that had left his stomach in cramps for a few hours, he wasn't really doing bad on the final leg of the road to recovery. But as the full moon passed, he slept silently in bed with Cora in his arms and didn't know anything was happening as his body started to change. It wasn't until morning came that he stirred, his body suddenly feeling like it used to. No, it felt better. He felt stronger in a way, healthier. But he didn't pay attention to that, because right now all he was focusing on was the amazing smell coming from the edge of the neck his nose was pressed into, and the sound of two heartbeats working in sync with each other.]

Cora: [Cora, on the other hand, was feeling ... off. Her limbs felt heavy, everything seemed duller than normal and she'd even go so far as to say she felt tired. She whines softly at the feel of him stirring next to her, shifting back so she can burrow into him more, but otherwise not waking up]

Stiles: [oh, he's fine with that. Even if her whine is a bit louder to him - it's just because they're close, right? But damn she smelt good. Different. But good and he likey, and he was going to just kiss along her neck, his hands pulling her a bit closer - not realizing how tight his grip was becoming - as he kissed her along her shoulder]

Cora: [that whine turns into something sharper and a little higher as his grip turns painful, and that's enough to wake her up more. eyes opening and wincing at the brightness of the room] Stiles?

Stiles: [he hears the noise and his name and pulls back, letting her go before going to open his eyes before shutting them as well at the brightness.] You okay, Cora?

Cora: Yeah. [she pauses for a moment, rubbing her side where he gripped her] It just ... hurt. You were holding me really tightly.

Stiles: I'm sorry. I didn't know. [he opened his eyes to squint, trying to adjust to the sunlight. His hand went to her side to rub at it too]

Cora: [she hums softly, turning into his touch. Her fingers slide over his, but she frowns as the pain doesn't disappear. In fact, it only ebs and forces her to wince again] Wait, stop.

Stiles: [and he pulls his hand away from her, going still] Stopped.

Cora: [she frowns as she sits up, pulling at her shirt to look at it] I'm not healing. [then her nose twitches, and her free hand comes up to rub it. and then rub it again. She rubs it so hard she sneezes, and now she's really getting worried] And I can't smell anything.

Stiles: [he goes to sit up as well, so worried about her that he's not realizing that he doesn't feel that normal pull in the morning still from his gut shifting and stretching.] Maybe you're just getting a cold? [he reached over to touch at her ribs, and as his fingers touched the area she had been rubbing, his eyes widened as he felt the pain from her ribs suddenly in his fingers, a tingling sensation that rose the blood vessels on the back of his hand a moment] Whoa.

Cora: [shakes her head as he reaches for her again] No, I don't get ... [her voice trails off when she sees her pain escaping and then she looks back up at him again] How did you do that?

Stiles: I have no clue. [he looked up at her, just as confused as she was] Um, I think this is the point we scream for your mom...

Cora: [nods a bit in agreement, before pulling the blankets up over her chest as she shouts, trying to keep the panic out of her voice] MOM!

Talia: [stirs at the sound on instinct, making her way out of bed and downstairs to the room. She stops when she reaches the door and the scents hit her. her eyes widen for a moment, before narrowing slightly] What on Earth ... ?

Stiles: I swear it wasn't me. [just covering his bases]

Talia: Don't worry, Stiles. I didn't think it was. [she makes her way around to the side of the bed her daughter is resting on, taking her face in her hands as she examines her]

Cora: Mom?

Talia: You smell human. [she replies gently, before glancing to Stiles] And you smell like a wolf.

Stiles: Wait, what? That's... that's not possible.

Talia: No, it's not. [she sighs a bit as she pulls back] I'm going to call Deaton. You two stay here. [she glances to her daughter] You should call into work.

Cora: [nods numbly for a moment before reaching for her phone]

Stiles: [he shifts for a moment, and then he finally realizes just how good he's feeling and he reaches down to pull his shirt off and looks at both his back and his stomach] Cora....

Cora: [glances over as her mother leaves, one hand moving to his side to run over the place where the bullet wound had been. Then she looks back up at him with wide eyes] I ... I guess that's where my healing went.

Stiles: Yeah... you couldn't have loaned it to me a month earlier? [he's trying to make light of the situation]

Cora: [she huffs a bit at that, before she finishes texting her boss and leaning back into the headboard, knees pulled to her chest. She feels completely defenseless to everything, and she doesn't know how she's going to protect herself]

Stiles: [he sees that and there's something weird in the air now. A different smell and he rubs at his nose because no, not as nice as before] Cora, come on, I was just teasing...

Cora: [she blinks for a moment, before shaking her head] No, it's not you. It's just ... how did this happen?

Stiles: I'm gonna go with magic. Pretty sure that's the answer.

Cora: [she nods a bit at that, before her eyes look up at him again, and she's clearly scared. Because she's never wanted or needed to be human. She's glad to help him. But she didn't think it'd be like this]

Stiles: [ he goes to cup her face gently] Hey, we'll fix it, okay? Until then, I got you.

Cora: [she looks back at him and nods, before shifting to burrow into his shoulder in a way she hasn't been able to since he got hurt, but since her healing clearly fixed him, there's no holding back from that now. Her nose nestles in the crook of his neck, but his scent is gone - well, not gone, but her nose isn't capable of finding it anymore, and that really only makes it worse]

Stiles: [he keeps her close, his hand going to play in her hair] So um, you always smell this amazing and I just miss it?

Cora: [she smirks a bit at that] I guess.

Stiles: [he leans his head against hers, the weird smell fading back to her normal smell and he found that he just didn't want to stop smelling it so he all but buries his nose in her hair]

Cora: [sighs and closes her eyes, shifting her head a bit so that she can try and find his heartbeat. It takes her a minute, but eventually she finds it, her ear sitting right over it]

Stiles: I'll take care of you until we figure this out. Just like you take care of me.

Cora: [nods a bit] I hate this. It feels like everything's on mute.

Stiles: Well, welcome to being human. Kinda sucks.

Cora: I feel defenseless. I feel ... weak. [she pauses, before looking up at him] Is this what you feel like all the time?

Stiles: Compared to you guys - yeah. Pretty much.

Cora: [she frowns a bit] You never seemed weak.

Stiles: You missed the whole bedridden for a month...?

Cora: [she laughs softly, before shaking her head] I mean, I knew you could get hurt easier than I could, but I never thought you were fragile. If that makes any sense at all.

Stiles: Yeah, well when you don't have the booster pack, you just have to rely on your sarcasm and wit.

Cora: I don't have sarcasm or wit.

Stiles: No, you have me. I got enough for both of us. [kisses her forehead]

Cora: [she sighs softly, closing her eyes. She still feels so tired, but she has a feeling that's just something she'll have to get used to.] You'll have to watch your heart rate. Especially with Dina.

Stiles: Oh my god. shit, I remember all the stuff Scott had to learn. [his head fell back and he sighed] I'm so going to end up hurting myself.

Cora: [she laughs a bit, resting her chin against his chest] Now you can at least fix yourself.

Stiles: [he lowers his head to rest against hers] This is going to really suck, isn't it?

Cora: Probably. But if Deaton's on it, he'll fix it.

Stiles: Okay. Yeah, Deaton can totally fix it.

Cora: [nods a bit] As soon as he gets here, he'll know what's wrong and before the day's out we'll be back to normal.

Stiles: Yeah, I'm totally good for that. I mean, hell, I'm healed now. I'm good. You can have it back.

Cora: Good. [she huffs a bit as her nose burrows into his shoulder again, and the next bit sounds sad. possibly even heartbroken] I can't even find your scent.

Stiles: Oh, trust me, it's there. I smell horrible right now. I really need to take a shower.

Cora: [she laughs] Hopefully Deaton will get here soon so you can do that. [there's a beat as she raises an eyebrow] Do I smell like I need a shower?

Stiles: No. You smell perfect. I really, really, like how you smell.

Cora: [she grins a bit at that] Good.

Stiles: [he leans his head back, and nope, he's going to kiss her. And his eyes widen a bit at the difference in the sensations, and then he deepens the kiss because just... damn]

Cora: [on her side, however, she's feeling the areas where it's lacking, how it seems less intense than it usually is, and she lets him deepen it easily. She hates how she has to build up the connection to him again, but she tries not to show it, just trying to sink into the kiss as best she can]

Stiles: [oh yeah, that heartrate? Totally going up. And there's a soft little growl from his throat as he does deepen it, wanting more]

Cora: [.... okay that's really hot. Even without her wolf. She totally is willing to just let him do whatever he wants, and without her wolf ears she totally doesn't hear the footsteps of Deaton and her mother as they approach the room ...]

Stiles: [and while no, he doesn't know how to do that focus of his hearing, he does still get the feeling that someone's coming and he quickly pulls back, his eyes glowing yellow at her as he pants a bit, flushed]

Cora: [... yeah that's still a turn on. She blinks at him, surprised] Why did you ...

Talia: [knocks ligihtly on the door] Cora? Deaton's here.

Cora: ... Oh.

Stiles: [blinks because everything has a red hue to it now and he rubs at his eyes] We're not doing anything. Still here.

Cora: [one hand slides up, rubbing the back of his neck to try and help him calm down, before turning to the door] Come in.

Deaton: [the door opens and he gives them a small smile] Alright. Let's have a look at both of you.

Stiles: Her first [blindly points at Cora, taking deep breaths to calm his heart back down, eyes shut tight]

Deaton: [nods and goes to look at Cora, checking her over for any signs until she finds a sigil on the inside of her wrist] ... I've seen this before.

Stiles: [finally has his eyes open and looks over, blinking, then looks at his wrists and well lookie, there's a matching one] What the hell are these?

Deaton: They're a sigil used to seal a very specific spell. [he sighs as he leans back from Cora] The good news is the spell is temporary. It will wear off and you two will go back to normal. [there's a pause] The bad news? You're stuck like this until the next full moon.

Stiles: Wait, so what you're saying is I'm going to have to go through a full moon like that? Um, I remember Scott's first full moon and um... no?

Deaton: I'm sorry, Stiles. But in my experience, tampering with the spell can cause you to be stuck like this permanently. The best you can do is just wait it out.

Talia: We'll help you through it, Stiles. I'm sure you'll be fine.

Stiles: [his hand bounced on his knee nervously, and he looks over at Cora nervously] No, she needs this back. We can wait.

Cora: [she doesn't like the option of being stuck like this for a month, but she likes the idea of being stuck like this forever less. Her hand wanders over to take his, lacing their fingers together gently] It'll be okay.

Deaton: She's right. Some quick werewolf 101 and you'll be able to manage a month.

Stiles: I just... going to need to extend my out of office message.

Talia: I don't think you'll have to take the entire month off.

Stiles: [Bites his lip and looks at Cora] Yeah, but I'm not leaving her alone either.

Cora: I can't take a month off from work either.

Stiles: You're going to go to school. Human. Without a healing factor?

Cora: I ... don't really think I have a choice.

Stiles: Do you know how much disease is in high school? [wow, protective urges anyone?]

Cora: [yeah, Cora's just going to stare at him] I have to do my job, Stiles.

Stiles: But I'm just saying - you're going to get sick if you go. You said you felt fragile. I get colds all the time.

Deaton: I can give her a booster to help her immune system, but she's right. She can't just take a month off from work.

Stiles: [He was worried and he didn't get why he was feeling the way he was but he wanted her safe and going into Beacon Hills high school as a human wasn't safe. There's a soft growl of frustration from him]

Talia: [all three eyes shift to him, and Talia raises an eyebrow at him, watching him curiously] We could have Jason write you a note.

Cora: And do what, sit around the house all day? [she shakes her head] I'm human. That doesn't mean I'm not healthy. There's no reason why I shouldn't go to work.

Stiles: [he's also surprised by the growl and just lowers his eyes, taking a few deep breaths. Yeah, totally needs to apologize to Scott for all those jokes about not staying calm] Fine, just... get the booster and use a lot of hand sanitizer. I mean a lot.

Cora: I will. [she brushes her thumb against his hand gently] I'll be okay. [no she won't.]

Stiles: [the contact helps him calm back down and he just nods] I um... I think I need a cold shower.

Talia: [nods as she steps to the side] Go ahead.

Deaton: [turns back to Cora] I'll get that booster ready for you. For now, I would recommend taking it easy. This probably won't be easy on your body, and you could use the rest.

Cora: [nods in agreement, shifting back against the bed]

Stiles: [shifts to get up, completely healed as he moves, his shirt still off. None of his old scars are fading though, and he goes to open a dresser drawer and goes to grab clothes. He turns to watch Cora a moment, not sure he should go because she still looks uncomfortable]

Cora: [meets his eyes and nods] It's okay. Go.

Stiles: [nods and he goes, moving easily upstairs to go take that shower. He then goes to check on his daughter who is SO HAPPY Daddy is up and around and wants to play. She smells like sugar, glue, and crayon wax and he loves it. He plays with her a few minutes, then tells her that he needs to go back and check on Ms. Cora, but they can play more later, and he heads back downstairs.]

Cora: [Deaton gave her a booster for her immune system to take and left her to her own devices in the room she's been sharing with Stiles, and she's never been in a room so quiet - at least not in her mother's house. Talia brought her some breakfast, and when she was finished she dozed off a bit, which is the state she's in when Stiles comes down to find her]

Stiles: [oh wait Breakfast is up? Nope, diverting into the kitchen for food because HOLY SHIT HE HAS NEVER BEEN THIS HUNGRY]

Cora: [sigh fine, just leave her there to sleep. she sees where your heart truly lies]

Stiles: [he's bringing it back to the bedroom! Do you want him to starve to death?]

Cora: [no, of course not. but it doesn't matter, she's still just there sleeping all of this off]

Stiles: [and he returns with his plate, going to put it on the desk as he's literally gnawing on a piece of bacon before going to the bed to just check on her and make sure she is okay]

Cora: [doesn't even stir because she can't hear him coming. but she's fine, sleeping peacefully, one hand resting on the empty spot where he should be]

Stiles: [goes to sit on the edge of the bed, reaching over to gently run his hand along her hair, leaning in to kiss her cheek.]

Cora: [she stirs quietly at that, blinking her eyes open and shifting a bit so that she can see him] Hi.

Stiles: Hey. You all immunized up?

Cora: [she nods a bit] Deaton gave me a booster. I have to take it every day but it should keep me from getting too seriously sick.

Stiles: Good. We can also get you some vitamin C boosters. Like that airborne stuff.

Cora: [nods a bit in agreement] Sounds good.

Stiles: [he keeps petting her face, letting himself focus on his fingers and the sensations] So this is what it's like on your end, huh? Everything on overdrive?

Cora: [she nods as she started to shift into a sitting position, keeping close as she does] I guess? For me it just feels like I'm really sluggish.

Stiles: I feel like I need to swallow an entire bottle of Adderall.

Cora: [she laughs a bit at that] You'll get used to it. Learn how to regulate the really strong emotions.

Stiles: You mean like the one telling me to lock you in this room until you're a wolf again so you don't get hurt or sick or like, anything?

Cora: [she nods a bit] Yep, like that one.

Stiles: I'm still not sure I disagree with it.

Cora: [she sighs] I'll be fine, Stiles. Even if I do catch a cold, it's not going to kill me.

Stiles: But what if you like, get some crazy thing like chicken pox. Did you have chicken pox because you know, it's supposed to be a lot worse if an adult gets it.

Cora: I didn't have chicken pox. I'm a werewolf.

Stiles: Well, you're not a werewolf now which means you're could get them. You need to get the shot to keep yourself from getting it.

Cora: We'll see what Jason says.

Stiles: Hey, can you just trust me a bit? I'm the former human here - I know this stuff.

Cora: Yeah, but he's also a doctor. He'd probably know what's best for my immune system right now. [she takes a deep breath and brings a hand up to brush against his face] I don't not trust you. I just want to make sure I get all the risks.

Stiles: He will. I mean, otherwise he'll have to deal with you and house calls and I'm pretty sure he's done with me at this point. You can't be nearly as whiny as I was.

Cora: [smiles a bit as she leans in to kiss him] I'll be okay.

Stiles: [goes to kiss her back, because that's cheating and yet he would just take it. His emotions just swing again back to the whole loving side and he just pulls her in a bit more to kiss her harder]

Cora: [she hums softly into the kiss, her hands moving to his side to keep him close to her, still seeking that intensity she had when she was a wolf]

Stiles: [he's fine with the closeness. Hell, after another moment he's going to guide her back into the pillows, stretching out on top of her because the feelings are intense and it's hard for him to not think about sex right now.]

Cora: [moans softly as she lets him guide her back. It's been a while since they could do this, and there's a large part of her that's been missing him and she lets herself get carried away]

Stiles: [what is this control he is supposed to have? Normally he's a lot better behaved than this. But it's just so strong that he can't fight against it and he's all but pinning her to the bed with his body, wanting to feel it all at once]

Cora: [she gasps at the feel of him pressed against her, running her fingers through his hair, before breaking the kiss with a frustrated sound] Wait. My mom.

Stiles: [it takes all his effort to pull back, frustrated, his eyes glowing again. He looks at the window, almost for a moment contemplating them just running off into the woods, but then his brain kicks back in and he just nods] Yeah... yeah, sorry...

Cora: [she sighs softly, leaning back against the bed] It's not that I don't want to ...

Stiles: No, I know. I just... wow... I have no control over this at all. [he has to move away just a bit to try and get his head wrapped back around himself]

Cora: [she sighs softly, sitting up a little more, before tipping her head to the side] We could go back to my place later?

Stiles: ... Do you think it's safe? [not that her place isn't safe. he's just a very, very new werewolf and obviously so not built for this]

Cora: [she nods a bit] I'll walk you through it.

Stiles: [licks his lips and nods] Then yeah, I'll take you home later.

Cora: Good. Because I've missed you.

Stiles: I've missed you too. Especially since I was the one keeping us from you know, being there.

Cora: It wasn't your fault.

Stiles: Well, no it wasn't. But you know, human frailty and all. [thinks] Don't get shot either in like the next month. Maybe we could put you in the bubble wrap suit you and Scott were designing...