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Little Wolf Part 3

“YOUR TIME BEGINS…” Coach shouts, and I immediately cradle the baby in my arms. “NOW!!”

Lydia and Malia’s babies instantly start crying and Scott laughs. “Aylin is definitely the most well-behaved here.”

I roll my eyes. “Of course she is. She’s my daughter!”

As the bell rings Stiles tosses me the keys to the Jeep. “You can go pack up, and then meet us here after practice, yeah?”

I put on my backpack, and take the baby carrier from Scott. “Yeah, I’ll see you soon.”

As I walk out of class, Scott follows me. “I’ll help you get her in the car.”

“I can do it too, y’know.” I roll my eyes. “I’ve done it before.”

“When?”

“Remember when that couple died two years ago? My dad took their baby in for a couple of weeks, and I did most of the work. Car seats, strollers, changing, everything.” I smile softly. “So lucky for Aylin, because Mama has all of the things she’ll need.”

“Like what? I thought Coach gave us everything?” Scott asks, holding the door.

“Diaper bag, stroller, bassinet, baby carrier, swaddles, and more.” I unlock the jeep. “Though I might leave the swing and rocker for Lyds because Stiles is not the best with babies.” I hand Scott the car seat and climb in the car. “Okay, now she has to face the seat and be centered on the cushion.” Scott helps me maneuver the car seat, and then Aylin starts to cry. “I’ll do this part, you rock her.”

“And what if she keeps crying?” Scott panics, trying to get Aylin out of the car seat. 

“Jesus Scott, then check her diaper, and if that doesn’t work, feed her!”

“How do I hold her?”

I laugh. “Okay, how about you work on the car seat, and I’ll show you how to hold her.” I lean over and unbuckle the car seat. “The most important thing to remember is to support her neck since she can’t hold her head up on her own.” I tuck her in my arms and coo. “And then you just cradle her, isn’t that right sweetheart? Yeah…” I look up at Scott. “Do you wanna hold her?”

“Sure…”

I carefully step out of the car and stand in front of Scott. “Ready?” He nods. I hold Aylin away from my chest. “Okay, so put your right hand behind her head and neck,” I adjust his position a little. “Left hand on her butt, and then cradle.”

“How do I cradle her?”

“Slide your right arm toward me, until her head is in the crook of your elbow,” I guide his movements. “And now just hold her.” I step back. 

“Wow.” Scott chuckles. “She’s so small.” I turn back to the car seat and secure it properly before turning back to Scott, only for my heart to melt. “I think you and I would be lost without your mama, mijita. But I promise I’ll do my best, by both you and mama.”

“Car seat’s all set,” I whisper. “I’ll be back in 30 minutes.” I easily take Aylin from Scott’s arms and buckle her in. “See you soon.”

“Katya.” I look at Scott, surprised by the softness in his voice. “Thank you.” 

I nod, and put the Jeep in gear, before whispering, “You’re lucky I like you, McCall!”

Leap of Faith Part 1

Seeing the drugs and alcohol around me go fuzzy I call my sister.

“Robyn?”

“Can you come and get me?”

“Where are you?”

I glance at the big white house behind me. “Topper’s I think.”

“Why don’t I send JJ to come and sit with you, he just got done next door.”

“Sar- I think someone slipped me something, everything’s all fuzzy.” I panic.

“Bobbi,” She calms me down. “JJ’s out front in his truck, he’ll take you to the hospital and I’ll meet you there.”

“Okay. See you soon.” I hang up and run out front. As soon as I spot JJ, Rafe grabs me. “Ow, Rafe.”

“Where’re you headed?”

I yank my wrist back. “Going to meet up with Sarah and Kie.” I push past him and bolt to JJ. “Hi. Rafe is behind me asking questions, can we go?”

He opens the passenger door for me. “Hop in.” We speed off, and as soon as we get on the main road JJ looks over at me. “Sarah said you might’ve been slipped something?” I nod. “Okay, let me know if you’re feelin’ woozy or nauseous so I can help you, alright?” I nod again. “Y’know I don’t think we’ve officially met. James Jesse Maybank.” He holds out his hand with a goofy smile.

“Robyn Cameron.” I shake his hand. “Thanks for coming to my rescue.”

“No thanks necessary.” He shrugs.

“But you hate my family?”

“But you’re not really a Cameron. I remember you, Robyn Mayzie Taylor. Queen of the Cut.” He smirks. “It’s an honor to rescue you, my lady.”

I laugh. “I haven’t been Bobbi Mae in years. But thank you, kind sir.” I pause, not sure how to ask this. “You know why I left the Cut, right?” When he starts to respond my phone rings. “Sarah.” I put her on speaker. “Hey Sar, you’re on speaker.”

“JJ, don’t come to the hospital, Rafe and Ward are here asking about Robyn.”

My face pales, but before I can ask more JJ responds. “Sarah if she’s been dosed she has to see a doctor.”

“Pope and Kie are at the Chateau,” John B butts in. “We’ll meet you there and figure it out.”

“Bird, call Laura. Tell her it’s an emergency and don’t tell her about Robyn.” He sighs. “See you at home.” He ends the call.

Hey guys.

I have been struggling mental health wise and that’s why I haven’t updated recently.

So sorry!

🤍Murph

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THIS IS WHERE I WILL BE POSTING FOR NOW. 

MASTERLIST

SCOTT MCCALL SERIES

Part 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8

COMING SOON

STILES STILINSKI SERIES

Part 1 2

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JJ MAYBANK SERIES

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JOHN B ROUTELEDGE SERIES

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Our Little Love Story Part 1

 “Hey, Scotty?” I call out to my brother when I hear the door open.

“What’s up Dil?” He steps into my doorway. “Oh god… Can’t you call Lydia or Mom?”

I sigh, “I already did and they aren’t available. So,” I gesture to the three dresses on my bed, “will you please help me?”

“Stiles is here though!” He groans.

I roll my eyes. “So? Stilinski can help too if he wants.”

“What are we doing?” Stiles joins my brother.

“Dil here needs help picking out a homecoming dress.”

“Oh.” Stiles nods. “And you came to us?”

“Believe me, you two idiots weren’t my first choice.” I cross my arms. “Are you going to help me or not?”

“It’s not like we have anything better to do, Scott.” Stiles smiles at me. “Of course, we will help you.”

“Thank you. Now, which one would you like to see first? Red, silver, or gold?”

Scott shrugs, “Up to you Dil.”

“Fine. Red it is then.” I grab the dress off of my bed and head to the on-suite bathroom to change. Once I get the dress tied I call out to the boys. “Ready for the first one?”

“Yeah, we’re ready.” Scott sighs.

When I walk out the two of them are laying in my bed not even looking at me. “Scoots, if you could please help me tie this?” I turn, and he ties it tightly. “So, my fashionistas, thoughts?”

“It’s a pretty dress.”

Stiles rolls his eyes. “It fits you well, but I do want to see the other options.” He smirks, “I think you can do better.”

I smile at him, “Alright then, Stylist Stilinski, which one would you like to see next?”

Stiles taps his chin. “Let’s see how gold suits you my darling.” He laughs at his posh accent.

I nod, and I head back to the bathroom. Luckily this dress doesn’t have ties or a zipper, so I can do it on my own. I spin in the mirror before stepping back out. “Okay, here’s the gold.” I spin slowly, showing off the open back. “Scotty? What do you think of this one?”

Scott runs a hand through his hair. “Way too much skin, I mean, what would you even wear under it? You are not wearing this Dillon. Not a chance.”

“First of all,” I cross my arms. “You have no right to tell me what I can and cannot wear, and second, other girls show WAY more skin than this!”

“I am your older brother–”

“By 3 minutes Scott, you have no authority.” I cut him off and turn to Stiles. “What do you think Stilinski?”

“I think I liked the fit of the red one better, but gold looks good on you, Frenchie.”

“Last one then.” I grab the final dress and change in the bathroom. This is my favorite, so I slip on red pumps to step it up a notch. I step out and spin slowly, hoping they like it. “Alright boys, what about this one?”

Scott smiles at me. “I really like this one Dil, it suits you. Badass but still classy.”

“Aw, thank you, Scotty!” I look at Stiles. “Stilinski? What do you think?”

Stiles just stares, until Scott nudges him. “Umm… wow…” he scratches his neck. “You look… wow.”

I blush at his reverie, “I think this is it then. You are both excused now, thank you for your help.” As the boys leave my room, I hang up the other two dresses, and then as I walk out of the bathroom after changing into my comfy clothes I hear my name.

“Hey… uh Dillon?”

I turn to see Stiles standing at my door. “What’s up, Master Yoda?”

“Who are you going with to Homecoming?”

“No one actually,” I admit. “I was going to go with Jackson, but I’m sure you heard what happened there.” I sit on my bed. “Why do you ask?”

Stiles shrugs. “I don’t know, I thought after everything with Jackson you wouldn’t be going.”

“I guess I’ll just third wheel Lydia and her date.” I sigh. “All I know is,  I’m not repeating 9th grade and being Scott’s date. That was a disaster.”

Stiles laughs, “I remember. What did you say to him at the end of the night?”

“Oh god.” I chuckle. “I think it was something along these lines. ‘If you ever get a girlfriend, which I highly doubt, I pity her. You’re a terrible dancer without choreography, overprotective, and an asshole.’ Worst school dance of my life.” I shake my head. “Which says something. I mean, he didn’t let me dance at all that night, besides the time I danced with him and he cut my toe open. I still have a scar actually.” We laugh.

“He really is overprotective of you, isn’t he?” Stiles sits next to me. “He’d lock you in the house if he could. How on earth were you able to date Jackson Whittemore of all people?”

“I didn’t tell Scott until after we broke up, believe it or not. He hates school gossip too, so it was easy to keep it a secret.”

“Wait, but even I knew about you and Jackson! I am the last person on this planet to hear gossip!” Stiles laughs, “He is oblivious.” He sighs, “I really liked the second dress by the way, but I was just not willing to fight Scott on it.”

“Maybe I should just always take you shopping with me Stilinski, you always say something nice about my outfits.”

“How can I not? You look beautiful in everything.”

I look at this boy I’ve known all of my life, we’ve been through everything together and know everything about each other, yet here we are in my room, and I feel as if I don’t know him at all. “Do you mean that?”

“Yeah. Every word.” He turns to face me. “Dillon, you’re amazing, you’re smart, funny, athletic, kind, and loyal to a fault. You are the sunshine in everyone’s day. And if you doubt that, even if just for a moment, look around. You bring your mom home-cooked meals while she’s working, Scott wouldn’t be working at the vet if not for you, Lydia’s heart of ice is slowly melting, and you are always willing to have a Star Wars marathon with me. You give and give and give. You are the most genuine person I know.” He looks down at his lap. “And yeah, you look great in everything. I will always think that, no matter what you’re wearing. Even if it’s Scott’s old sweatpants and sweatshirt.”

“Stiles…” I tilt his chin up so I can see his eyes. “You are the first person ever to say anything like that to me. Did you know that?”  I blush. “But you always have been good with words. And don’t worry, not only do you look great in everything too, but you are the sunshine in my day. So don’t you doubt that. Or I’ll have to fight you to remind you. Got it?”

“Actually?”

“Yeah. You always have been. How do you think I’ve survived Scott this long? It’s you, always has been.” I hesitantly take his hand. “You are my sunshi–”

“Everything okay here?” Scott interrupts, and Stiles and I jump away from each other.. “Sorry about that Stiles, I’m ready now.”

Stiles clears his throat. “Yep, all good. All good for Stiles.” He turns to me, “Don’t worry Frenchie, I have no doubt that you’ll have a homecoming date.”

When they leave my room, I sit in shock. Did he really just say all of that? Did I? Sunshine? I quickly change into running clothes and slip on my shoes before knocking on Scott’s door. “Scott? I’m headed for a run, be back soon.”

“Got it.”

Little Wolf Part 2

“We all know something happened Kat. You’ll have to tell someone eventually.” Allison puts an arm around me. “And unlike your brother, I know how to keep a secret.”

“I told him.”

Allison looks at me in shock. “What did he say?”

I feel tears pool in my eyes. “That’s just it Alli, he didn’t say anything. He just said ‘Oh.’ and that was it.”

“Oh Kat…” She wraps me in a hug. “I’m so sorry. That’s terrible.”

Two more sets of arms join the hug. “Don’t get me wrong, I love group hugs, but why?” Malia whispers.

“Can I tell them, Kat?” Allison asks, and I nod. “She told Scott about how she felt, and all he said was ‘Oh.’ and now it’s weird.”

“Oh, Kitty…” Lydia sighs. “He doesn’t know what he’s missing, you are too good for him.”

“You’re too pretty to cry over him, Kat. Plus, if you really want a date, I’ll take you.” Malia kisses my forehead.

“We have to go to class.” I extricate myself from their arms. “Just don’t tell the boys, okay? I don’t want them to make him feel guilty, and I especially don’t want Stiles to go berserk on him.”

“Our lips are sealed.” Lydia takes my hand. “Now, let’s get to class, Coach is apparently in a mood today, so let’s not piss him off more than he already is.”

“Oh god.” Malia sighs. “This should be fun.”

Allison takes my other hand. “And today is robot doll day. We have them for two whole weeks.”

“I’m excited, believe it or not. I love taking care of kids, especially babies. It’s actually pretty easy.” I smile. 

“So, if any of us struggle, call Kat!”

We walk into the classroom, and Coach grunts. “Partner list is on the back board. There will be no switching. You will be in your groups all day. Good luck.”

BABY PROJECT PARTNER LIST Lydia Martin, Stiles Stilinski Malia Tate, Garrett Vance Allison Argent, Isaac Lahey Jackson Whittemore, Peggy Carter Scott McCall, Ekaterina Stilinski Vernon Boyd, Danielle Larson Matt Donavan, Erica Reyes

“Just my luck.” I sit at the desk with my name on it. 

“So…” Scott takes his desk. “Partners, huh?” 

“Guess so.”

Coach stands up. “Alright. Treat these babies as your children for two weeks. I will get a report on how well you care for them. Discuss.”

“So, what should we name our little one, Katya?”

“Enya?”

“Kiara?”

I scoff. “Carolyn.”

“Mallory.”

“Althea.” 

“Vanessa.”

“No.” I think quietly. “What about Aylin or Ayla? They mean halo of moonlight, Turkish I think.”

“Aylin Claudia McCall.” Scott puts a hand on mine. “Beautiful.”

“Claudia?” I look at him in shock. “Really?” 

“Yeah,” Scott smiles. “Remember growing up, we would always talk about what we wanted to name our kids, and Stiles and I would come up with Yoda or something? You always said that you wanted your daughter’s middle name to be Claudia, after your mom.”

“I can’t believe you remember that.” I take a deep breath. “Moving on, it’d probably be easier to just stay at one of our houses, so we’re together all the time, then we don’t have to switch all the time.”

“Works for me.” he pauses, listening in on my brother’s conversation. “Lydia and Stiles are going to stay at your house, so why don’t we stay at mine, I doubt my mom will care.”

I nod. “And we have the same schedule, so it’ll be easy to coordinate that too.”

Little Wolf Part 1

I sit next to Allison at the lunch table. “I cannot stand him anymore!”

“Who are you talking about, Scott or Stiles?” Lydia asks.

“Stiles!” I groan.

“What did he do now?” Malia sighs. “'cause if it’s not something to do with food, I don’t want to talk about it.” 

“He told our dad about Jackson. He breezes by the dinner table last night and says ‘Kat slept with Jackson Whittmore over the summer,’ and then walks away as if nothing happened.” I complain. “I got a two-hour lecture!” 

“You deserved that.” Stiles plops down next to Lydia. “It was payback for what you said about Erica.”

“What happened with Erica?” Allison smirks.

“Do not–”

“He had a friend with benefits relationship with her last year.”

“For several months, as I recall, right?” Scott sits next to me. 

“You’re welcome for that information, McCall.” I glare at him. 

“Please don’t argue,” Stiles begs me. “One day, please?”

“Tell her!!” I ignore the conversation around me as I eat my pasta. I finish eating and as I’m packing up my leftovers Scott interrupts me. “You’re not going to eat all of that?”

“No.”

“Can I have–” 

“No.”

“Why are you so mean to me, Ekaterina? What did I do?” Scott whines.

“Figure it out yourself Scott,” I walk off.

“Kat!” Allison runs up to me.

“Sorry. I just can’t sit there with my brother and Scott,” I sigh leaning against my locker. “They treat me like I’m five!”

“What happened between you and Scott? You guys used to be so close?”

“I don’t want to talk about it.” 

FLASHBACK

“Why him?” Scott shouts. “It’s always about Isaac!”

I sigh. “Scott. That’s not fair and you know it.” I sit on the bench. 

“Sit, please? And just listen, alright?”

“Fine,” Scott sits next to me. “What did Isaac say?”

“He didn’t say anything! I broke up with him, okay? We aren’t dating! 

We were never dating, I don’t even know what we were, but whatever 

it was, it’s over.”

“What? Why? I thought you really liked him?”

“As a friend. I have feelings for someone else.”

“Who?”

I shake my head. “Never mind, I shouldn’t have brought it up.” I stand.

“Katya.” Scott grabs my hand. “Talk to me.”

“You wouldn’t believe me if I told you, Scott. Just let it go, please.”

“Not a chance.” Scott crosses his arms. “Liam? Jackson? Theo?” He huffs. 

“I really hope it’s not Theo. Aiden? Derek? Diaz? Brett?” He pauses. 

“Is it Parrish?”

“Scott.” I stop him. “It’s you. Always has been.”

“Me?”

“Yeah, you.” I sit there, waiting for him to answer.

“Oh.”

I run off as he calls after me.

END FLASHBACK

Little Wolf Part 4

When I get back to my house I grab all of the baby stuff and stuff it into the backseat of the jeep, I then take Aylin up to the room that used to be a nursery and start packing baby clothes in the diaper bag. Once her clothes are all packed, I grab an outfit that says ‘I got it from my Mama’ and lay Aylin down on the changing table. Once I’ve checked her diaper I put on the new outfit, and head back to my room. I grab all of my basics, and shove them in my duffle bag, toss in my makeup and jewelry, grab my toiletry bag, and finish packing the car. When I get to the school, I see Lydia struggling in the parking lot. I tie on the baby carrier, situate Aylin against my chest, grab the diaper bag, and head over to her car. 

“Do you want some help, Lydia?”

She turns around. “I can’t get the carrier out of the base.” She sighs. “Clearly you are prepared for this.”

“There’s plenty of stuff for you, Alli, and Malia to use at my house.” I shoo her away from the car and lift the carrier out of the car. “There you go!”

She takes the carrier. “What did you guys name her?” Lydia asks as we walk toward the field.

“Aylin Claudia McCall.” I smile. “And my nephew?”

“Oliver Kai Stilinski.”

We sit next to Allison and Malia on the bleachers, I untie Aylin and show the girls her outfit. “Allison, Malia, meet Aylin Claudia McCall. Also, how pissed will Scott be about this outfit?”

“Oh, I think he’ll love it,” Allison smirks. “How come you get a cool name? Camden Argent-Lahey is so boring!”

“I think that’s cute Alli!” I smile, “Plus you hyphenated, which is cool.”

“Lyssa Evelyn Tate, named after the spirit of rage, and my mother.”

“That’s sweet Mal,” I hug her. “How has it gone for you guys so far?”

“Cam is not a fan of his father…” Allison laughs. “Every time Isaac holds him he starts to cry.”

“Oh no!” Lydia laughs. “Ollie has been decent, but I’ve had to change his diaper often.”

I grab a bottle out of the diaper bag and start to feed Aylin. “Maleńka has only cried once.” I look out on the field. “Once she was in Scott’s arms, there wasn’t a peep.”

“Lyssa has not stopped crying, this is the longest she’s been quiet.” Malia tilts her head. “Kat, why are you feeding her? She hasn’t started crying yet.”

“Babies need to eat every 2-3 hours, and it’s been 2.5 since she woke up. I’m trying to keep her from crying.” I smile at the girls. “Look,” I eye the field where Scott, Stiles, and Isaac are standing and staring. I start to burp Aylin as I wave at the boys. “Wait till Uncle Sti sees your outfit maleńka…” I coo, knowing Scott can hear every word. “I think he’ll like it, huh baby?” Once Aylin has burped I cradle her once again.

“Now you’re being mean Kitty.” Lydia scolds.

“Oh hush.” I scold. “If I really wanted to be mean, I would.” All of a sudden, Lyssa starts crying.

“What more do you want from me?” Malia whines. “I have just fed you, and changed your diaper, what else is there?”

“Here, you take Aylin, and I’ll take Lyssa.” I gently trade with her. “Oh laleczko,” I stand and start to sway. “You’re just tired, huh?” I think for a moment and then start to sing. 

“There's a faraway land, so the stories all tell  Somewhere beyond the horizon,  If we can find it then all will be well.  Troubles there are few, someday we'll go to  Solla Sollew, Solla Sollew  Solla Sollew, Solla Sollew.  They say breezes are warm there,  And people are kind,  Maybe it's something like heaven.  I close my eyes and I see in my mind,  Skies of bluest blue  Solla Sollew I've had so much trouble finding my way there,  When I get close, it disappears.  If I can get there, I'm gonna stay there.  If it takes us miles,  If it takes us years.  High on a mountain or lost on the sea,  Sooner or later I'll find it.  I have a picture of how it will be  On the day I do.  Troubles will be through  But I'll be home with you. Solla Sollew, Solla Sollew  Solla Sollew, Solla Sollew.”

 When I look down, Lyssa is fast asleep. “There,” I put her gently in Malia’s arms. “All she needed was a lullaby.”

“When did you learn to sing like that?” Lydia whispers when I sit next to her.

“I’ve always been able to.” I shrug. 

“They’re done with practice, let’s meet them at the doors.” Allison stands.

is anyone out there

I have no idea if anyone is even reading my stuff anymore. Between my family shit and mental health just knowing someone is reading these would be really nice.