It had taken Scott at least 2 hours of convincing but Sam was finally going home. She had went with Scott to the animal clinic saying she felt fine but Scott saw trough her lie and told her to go home. Unlucky for her though because it was raining like hell.

Trying to tug her way to thin jacked over her head Sam ran down the streets to her home. It wasn't far from the clinic but still too far not to get drenched. She ran across the lawn and stopped at the door. Stuffing her hand in her pocked, she tried to find her keys. She cursed and closed her eyes.

She had left them at the clinic. Chewing on her lip she went trough the possibilities. Going back to the clinic would only result in an angry Scott and possibly an even worse head ache. Sam sighed and ran away from her home to her only other option. Stiles. He had a spare key and he wouldn't be that mad.

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"COMMING!!" Stiles shouted walking to the door. No, there was no one home, his father was working the night shift so who the hell cared that he was shouting. He quickly opened the door. There stood Sam, drenched to the bone. "Sam?" He questioned raising his eyebrow.

Shouldn't she be home in her PJ's with a cup thee to sooth her hea-

"SAM!" Stiles shouted and pulled her in. Sam smiled sheepishly and waddled inside. Stiles closed the door and turned to her, running a hand trough his hair. "What are you doing here? You should be home!" Sam winched and rubbed her sore head. "Sorry" Stiles apologized, seeing her winch. Sam waved it off.

"I left my keys at the clinic. Can I borrow yours?" Stiles nodded his head before he shook it.

"Not before you are warm again, come on" He took her hand and dragged her upstairs. Sam sighed but followed him. He pulled her inside his room and walked to his dresser. Sam watched him before she shrugged off her jacked. He walked back and handed her a pile of clothing. "Pull this on. You will stay here until the rain stops and I want no buts" Sam glared at him but nodded. After a moment of silence Sam bit her lip.

"Can you umm" Stiles's eyes widen and hurried out of the room. Sam grinned seeing him flee. Still his old dorky self. The door closed and Sam quickly pulled off her wet tank top. Taking the hoodie Stiles had given her she smiled. A Star Wars hoodie. Yep still a dork. She pulled it on and pulled her drenched pants of. Just as she stood up again the door opened. Sam's eyes widen and dived behind the bed.

"Stiles?!" The door closed again with a very red Stiles on the other side.

"I'm so sorry. I thought you were- but I...." He started to stutter uncontrollable. Sam reached out and pulled the sweats towards her and pulled them on. She tied them and stood up. Stiles was indeed gone but there was no knowing when he would return. Sam pulled her wet hair out of its ponytail and pulled it into a messy bun.

"Stiles?" Sam called as she walked down the stairs. Stiles appeared from behind the couch, hands in front of his eyes.

"Are you dressed?" Sam rolled her eyes and walked down.

"Would I be outside your room if I wasn't?" Stiles shrugged but removed his hands. He smirked.

"You look good in that" Sam looked down at the oversized sweater. She gently tugged it down before looking up.

"It's nice and warm" She shrugged and sat down on the couch. Stiles joined her and turned on the TV. "So how long is this storm going to last?" Stiles shrugged.

"They say until tomorrow morning." Sam groaned making Stiles grin. "You can stay here, if you want?" Sam nodded and snuggled into Stiles side. They had done this many times before when they were children. Much lesser when they grew up but they kept doing it from time to time.

It didn't take long before Sam started to dozed off. Maybe it was because of the medicine she had taken before or maybe it was because Stiles was just so darn comfy, either way she was gone pretty fast. Stiles was no difference. They had fallen asleep in front of the still playing TV. Sam was snuggled against Stiles's side while he was hugging her, his head against hers.

Sam shot up, her hair sticking to her forehead. Her eyes shot across the room before she scrambled up. Where was she? It looked like some sort of cave. Her eyes shot down to herself but much to her relief she was unharmed and still dressed in Stiles clothing. Sam slowly rose to her feet. How did she get here? She cautiously stepped over the rocks that decorated the floor and walked outside. It looked like the woods. It smelled like the woods. How did she get inside the woods? Shaking herself out of it she walked away from the cave, needing to get home. Luckily it had stopped raining.