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    It’s only because he’s already awake that Neal sees his phone light up with an incoming call. It’s encrypted, scrambled, and anonymous – but that many layers of electronic security might as well be a calling card.

    “Alec Hardison,” he says as he slides out of bed. “To what do I owe the dubious honor of a three AM phone call?”

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    Four times a member of the Leverage crew asked for help, and one time the whole team was called to the rescue.

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    19 Nov 2025

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    Derek’s eyes narrow and Stiles knows he’s fucked up royally, because between one heartbeat and the next, Derek’s pinning him down with one hairy, strong arm.

    He practically crawls his way up Stiles’ body, as Stiles scrambles back on the couch to get further away from him, still raising the bowl of candy above his head.

    Derek, with a huff of victory finally gets level with Stiles’ face. He reaches up for the bowl again but where Derek’s strong, Stiles is gangly, and it’s still just out of Derek’s reach.

    Stiles shoves Derek’s elbow out from under him and he collapses down on top of Stiles with a surprised oomph.

    “Can’t get me Derek, I’m the whacky, inflatable arm waving-man,” Stiles laughs delightedly, right in Derek’s face.

    Derek’s really close face. His incredibly handsome, stubbly face, a face that is inches away from his own face.

    Fuck balls.

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    28 Feb 2025

  3. Public Bookmark 43

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    Scott hefted him up and spun him around like a psycho, leaving Stiles to shriek and clutch at Scott’s fluffy head for balance. “You’re here!”

    “Sure am,” Stiles wheezed, patting at his idiot of a best friend. “Can’t breathe, dude.”

    But his attention was on Derek, staring back with a crumpled mouth and eyes he couldn’t decode.
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    Or: this isn’t quite the homecoming Stiles was hoping for. Then again, he never did know when to quit, did he?
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    (Ishtar12 —> SolsticeLostHerMind)

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    21 Apr 2024

  4. Public Bookmark 87

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    Scott’s missed their pre agreed checking in point.

    “Fuck,” Stiles mutters and he snatches up his phone, double checking it’s not on silent.

    It’s not and he’s got a full signal.

    He places it back down, screen facing up this time and he contemplates what to do.

    He’s got this awful feeling running through him, it feels like poison in his veins, it’s taking something from him.

    It’s been building all week, since he first spoke to Scott and his best friend had told him he was going back to Beacon Hills, because the Nogitsune was back. It’s getting worse as the night is going on.

    For the first time in his FBI career, he feels out of place in his office, lost, like he should be somewhere else. He knows exactly why.

    He should have gone back with the others. Back to Beacon Hills with his friends. But when Scott called, he just couldn’t. He fucking couldn’t.

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    The ashes flow between his fingers like warm, fine sand on a summer’s day. There’s the smell of the sea, and the sound of waves, the sun piercing his eyelids. The warmth of a hug and bubbling laughter. A rush of adrenaline then the crash of a wave. He feels heavy, like his bones are made of lead. His lungs, as hard and unyielding as metal, stop him from breathing. His heart skips three beats in a row and he’s lost between panic and a heart attack. He feels pins and needles over his limbs, like thousands of ants consuming his flesh. And then there’s nothing for a long while.

    The sound of the wind is the first to return, then the crickets, then the frantic, loud beating of Stiles’ heart. He falls to his knees with tears running down his face, like grief and confusion. Like something reached inside him and took from it a little shard of his soul. He manages to get on all fours before being sick on the forest ground. He wipes his mouth, the tears from his eyes and the sweat from his brow with shaky hands and tries to stand. He wobbles, but stays up, then he looks around. The Nemeton is dark and rotten. On top of it lies Derek’s naked form.

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