monkeyscandance:

“Where are you going?”
Allison turns slowly, looking at Stiles who’s standing at the bottom of the stairs. She has been trying to leave as quietly as possible, but it seems that Stiles has still been awake to hear the keys turn in the door. She adjusts her bag on her shoulder. 
“Is it because of Scott.” It’s not a question, the way Stiles says it. Allison tenses.
“He’s in over his head. I trust in his abilities, but following their pack into the woods alone, for a treaty… that’s madness! He could get himself killed!” Allison knows that Scott wouldn’t approve of her plan. But she will not sit at home and wait helplessly for him to return to safety.
Stiles steps closer, tilting his chin up slightly.
“And you think getting yourself killed by recklessly encroaching on werewolf territory, Alpha territory no less, is any better?”
“What do you want, Stiles?” Allison grits her teeth. She won’t let him stop her. She won’t let him keep her from bringing Scott back alive.
But to her surprise he’s not trying to stop her. Stiles moves closer, pulling his car keys from his hoodie pocket.
“I’m coming with you.”
Allison stares at him.
“Why…why are you helping me with this? You could die!”
Stiles smiles slightly, shrugging.
“Because for him, it’s worth it.”
She’s silent after these words.
There’s really nothing she can add to it.

(via gaywolf)