Stiles x Reader
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Then she just vanished.” Stiles finished explaining and Scott frowned.
“Like she’s gone vanished?” Scott asked and Stiles rubbed his hands together.
“No, she’s in my room just no one can see her… I mean I took her to Deaton and even your Mom but they’ve got nothing, Deaton’s keeping an eye out for anything that could explain it but there’s only so long your Mom can pretend (Y/N)’s sick.” Stiles rambled on and stopped at his locker.
“Do you need me to skip practise and help?” Scott asked as they waited for the rest of the pack to gather round.
“No, I can’t make practise again anyway.” Stiles sighed and Scott shot him a questioning look. “Whenever I take my Lacrosse stick to far it vanishes and appears back with (Y/N), by the way she has your old bike keys and she can’t give them back till this whole thing gets sorted.”
“How come we don’t go back to (Y/N)?” Scott muttered as he shifted his bag and slammed his locker.
“We do, Deaton told me to test it.” Stiles mumbled and slammed his own locker shut as they headed over to the pack. “Got seven miles away and me and Roscoe ended back in the Vet’s parking lot.