Screams filled the small room, encircling around Stiles as he ducked his head. He grinned and brought his hand to the small of his girlfriend's back. Lydia grinned up at him and threw her head back, her small body shaking with laughter.

Malia grabbed Lydia's hand, pulling her away from Stiles and to her and the other two girls instead. Lydia gave Stiles a grin as she moved to the other three, joining them in the dance.

Stiles gave a small laugh as he looked around for Scott. After seeing no sign of him, he quickly put it together. He put his cup of punch into his other hand and made his way through the crowd in the busy gymnasium. He made his way out through the doors and went to stand beside Scott, who was staring out at the night sky.

"Hey," Stiles said.

Scott looked up at him. "We did it."

"We graduated," Stiles said with a grin. "Who would've thought we'd make it?"Scott made a small noise and Stiles ducked his head with a smile.

"You're missing the party," Stiles said.

Scott looked at him and nodded. "I'll go back in in a second. I just needed some air. I needed to think."

Stiles nodded. "It's been one hell of a year, huh?"

"It has."

"It ended pretty well." Stiles shook his head.

Scott nodded again. "After your dad's heart surgery, not much else could happen could it?"

Stiles gave a sigh in response. "Yeah. Well, nothing sucky. but I mean... Your mom hanging around wasn't a bad thing. Lecturing him about food. He never listened to me like that." Stiles put his free hand in his pocket, wishing he had left his drink inside.

Scott laughed softly, looking at his friend with a raised eyebrow. "Who would have thought that her getting on his case about healthy eating would have led to a wedding?"

Stiles grinned. "I feel ya, brother. But I sure as hell ain't gonna complain."

Scott grinned and ducked his head. "Me neither." They were quiet for a few minutes until Scott looked back at him. "Speaking of parents, how's Lydia's dad?" He reached over and took the cup from Stiles and took a drink.

"Better. Lydia's accident was a wake up call," Stiles said slowly. "He's quit drinking and he's really trying with her. But he's agreed to back off with Natalie. She's done once and for all. You can only go back so many times before it's really over, you know?"

Scott nodded. "Yeah. I think it's best."

"For them and Lydia," Stiles agreed. Thinking about her accident brought Tanner to his mind. His gut twinged with sorrow as he thought of the boy with the big smile in the photographs. Lydia had told Stiles what had happened after she woke up. She'd cried as he held her, whispering to her that he had her, that it wasn't her fault.

But that, of course, could never fix it. Words couldn't do that. Words could never mend a broken heart. Only time could.

The door banged open and Scott and Stiles both turned. Lydia and Allison made their way to them.

"Thinking about running away together?" Lydia teased as she wrapped her arms around Stiles's neck.

He smiled and leaned down. "Never without you." He brushed his lips against hers.

Lydia smiled up at him. "I love you."

"I love you too." He gently brushed her hair out of her face. "Want to get out of here?"

"What do you have in mind?" she asked, but her smile told him that she already knew.

"Home," he said softly.

"Absolutely."

They said their goodbyes and walked together towards the parking lot.

They were going home, but it wasn't a house or an apartment. It didn't have a heater or an air conditioner. It was simpler than that, just a treehouse stationed in an old tree.

But it had everything they needed, everything they wanted. It was the place to go to remember what they'd been through, what they'd suffered, and what they'd conquered. It was a place where her brother and his mother were together, always waiting for them.

Stiles opened Lydia's door and, as she got in, quietly muttered a curse under his breath. "I forgot to say hi to your mom."

Amusement sparked in Lydia's eyes. "Stiles, it's fine. We can text her."

He shook his head. "No, I''ll just run back real fast."

Lydia grabbed his shirt and pulled him down, planting a kiss on his lips. She slowly pulled away, looking him in the eyes. "We can call her," she whispered. "But, please, stay."

And he obeyed.

A/N: I am so sad it's over but I loved writing it. I loved every second and I hope you liked it too. Keep an eye out for new stuff!
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