Feb 16, 2020 7:29 PM
Yvette is dropped in Beacon Hills
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"Stiles, not now."

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"No, really, you and what job? I know Deaton doesn't pay you enough, and the hospital isn't going to hire you."

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"I can find a way, just let me think."

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"You realize we still have Jackson in the trunk of our car? Do you realize that, Yvette? We have a body in our trunk."

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"I do, in fact, realize that." She sighs, and sits up. "You could just let me borrow a cellphone and we can all see if 'calling my parents' works."

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"How did you teleport here, anyway? Why is nobody asking that?"

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"Stiles, drop it!"

His eyes flash yellow and his voice drops to a growl.

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"Scott, it's okay. I'm fine. He does deserve to know." Deep breath. "I touched a book in the public library that looked odd," she sighs. "I had a weird - thing. Happen. Like passing out or falling into space for a brief instant. And then, poof, teleportation, welcome to the warehouse, press X to throw cellphone."

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"Why does she get to be the protagonist?"

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"Shut up and drive."

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"You owe me."

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"We can save Star Wars for something bigger."

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Snort.

"Movies you haven't seen?"

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"You try talking sense into this one, I've given up."

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"I might be busy putting food on the table. Since I now have two strays to take in."

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"Listen. Star Wars has Han Solo. I can stand to go without a meal once or twice if it means you get to see Han Solo."

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"Han shot first."

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"Damn straight he did."

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"Wait, wasn't Luke the one you had a crush on?"

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"I did not have a crush!"

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"Yeah, okay. Focusing on the road now, since it actually loves and respects me."

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Yvette snickers a perfectly not-hysterical giggle.

"Seriously though. Can I borrow a cellphone? And see if I can just call my parents?"

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"Here, go ahead."

Scott hands her a flip phone.

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She makes a mild 'what is this' expression at the flip phone, but doesn't comment on it otherwise.

She opens the flip phone, and frowns. That was not the date it was before.

"... Hey, quick question. What year is it?"

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