Brietta lifts her head off of Stiles' shoulder and directs her attention to the stack of reports and papers spread out before them, "Why are we looking at these reports?"
⠀⠀Stiles met Brietta's gaze with a pointed look before explaining, "To get your mind off of you-know-what," Clearly referring to the Alpha attack yesterday. He then continued, gesturing towards the papers, "And because something's off about the Hale fire, I can feel it."
⠀⠀Brietta's eyes trailed over a paper, and she comes across a small section titled CAUSE OF FIRE. There, she finds two disturbing words: "Electrical Malfunction" and "Arson Suspected."
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He paused for a moment before shaking his head, refocusing on the matter at hand. "Look, back in the classroom, when she was holding your hand, that was different, okay? I don't think she makes you weak. I-. I think she actually gives you control," Stiles said with a determined expression.
⠀⠀Stiles stopped walking, his head tilted thoughtfully. "She's kind of like an anchor."
⠀⠀Scott stopped in front of Stiles, his words slipping out as if he didn't need to think about them, "You mean, because I love her?"
⠀⠀Stiles nodded, relieved that Scott had grasped his point. He had expected a flicker of jealousy, but there was none. There was just warmth. "Exactly," Stiles agreed.
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Brietta follows behind, but her jacket gets caught between a chair and a table, and she grunts. She looks up, but nobody notices, all of them too busy running out of the room in a fight for their lives.
⠀⠀She pulls her jacket out, but when she does, the Yang charm she found at Derek's house falls out of the pocket and slides close to the door that the Alpha is trying to break.
⠀⠀Just as she takes a step to it, the door caves in, and the Alpha comes in, snarling loudly.
⠀⠀Before she can make a decision on what to do, the Alpha stops in front of her on its hind legs. 
⠀⠀Brietta swallows the lump in her throat as the Alpha stares down at her, its chest rising and falling with ominous growls. Her eyes lock on its blood-red eyes, and she inhales quick breaths. Her heart pounds against her ribcage, and she holds her hands up before looking down. The charm is right between them.
⠀⠀She kneels down slowly and grabs it. When she stands back up, its eyes are brown.
⠀⠀"Brie!" Stiles' voice sounds in the distance, and the Alpha's eyes turn red in a quick second.
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Just as Scott starts to walk toward the door, Brietta feels a heavy sense of dread and she pulls away from Stiles to stop Scott. "Hey," She whispers as Scott turns around to face her, "If he catches you, and if he tries to hurt you, don't try to be a hero," When Scott furrows his eyebrows and frowns at her words, Brietta doesn't hesitate to rise to her feet and press a chaste kiss on his cheek.
⠀⠀She leans back onto her feet and blinks slowly at his wide-eyed look. Brietta clears her throat and staggers back a few steps, "Just...come back to me in one piece. Promise?"
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The two stand in silence for a moment, and Brietta surprises Scott by wrapping her arms around his neck and pulling him into a hug. "We'll figure this out, Scott," She whispers into his ear, "Promise."
⠀⠀She pulls away from him after a moment and starts to turn back to her front door, but Scott's voice stops her.
⠀⠀"Do you like us? Stiles and I?" Scott suddenly asks.
⠀⠀Brietta spins around with a small gape, confused by the sudden question, "Of course, I like you guys." At her slightly racing heart and breathy tone, she adds, "You guys are my best friends."
⠀⠀If Scott didn't have his enhanced smell, he would've felt his heart plummet, but he does. He smells a hint of vanilla and cinnamon and smiles.
⠀⠀She's exuding the scent of attraction.
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