I rushed into Stiles's room to see him sitting on his bed.

"Stiles, are you okay?" I panted as he stood up and walked to me.

"I'm fine." He nodded. My eyebrows furrowed as I dug out my phone and looked at the message that he'd sent me.

""Get here now, urgent". If you're fine, what's this?" I asked, showing him the message. He smiled at me sheepishly before taking my phone and putting it on his bed before taking my hands in his.

"Before I tell you, remember how much you love me, remember how my pretty little face lightens up your life and how my sarcastic little remarks make you laugh, okay?" he asked, biting his lip. My eyebrows furrowed.

"What have you done?" I asked. He sighed before looking past me. I followed his gaze and my eyes widened as Scott, Allison, Lydia and Isaac walked in.

"What are you guys doing here?" I asked.

"We're here to help you learn how to control your powers." Scott admitted. My eyes widened as I looked at Stiles. He gulped.

"Remember how much you love me-."

"You son of a bitch." I spat.

"I know baby, I'm sorry, but you need to learn." He winced.

"The last time I tried to learn, I put my own father in the hospital, you knew that, Stiles." I yelled, tears forming in my eyes.

"Hey, hey." He spoke, gently taking my face in his hands. I looked down.

"You can do incredible things. You can see into the future, which, by the way, has saved lives. You've seen my past. You could even kill me if you wanted to, which I'm not gonna put past you right now since you probably do want to kill me after this, but you get my point." He chuckled. I looked up at him.

"I don't want to hurt anyone." I choked.

"You won't. Look, if anyone gets hurt, I'll make sure it's me, because hunters are coming and I'd rather I be hurt and you know how to protect yourself against them in case they come for you." He nodded.

"I wouldn't though." I mumbled.

"Babe, I love you, but you're outvoted. All of us think that you should do this." He spoke. I sighed.

"Okay." I gulped.

"That's my girl." He smiled, gently kissing my head before letting me go.

"What are we starting with?" Lydia asked.

"How about me looking into people's futures and pasts?" I asked.

"Okay, who's willing to let Y/N look into their past?" Stiles asked. Everyone looked around, no one coming forward.

"Oh, come on, guys, we're doing this to help her, she's one of our own." He scoffed. Lydia sighed and stepped forward.

"I'll go." She nodded.

"Thanks, Lydia." I smiled. She returned it before sitting on the bed, her legs crossed. I sat opposite her and crossed my legs too.

"Hands, please." I spoke, putting out my hands. She placed hers into mine as I held them.

"You've got this." Lydia whispered, giving me a small smile. I returned it and took a deep breath before closing my eyes.

I gasped as my eyes shot open and I panted heavily.

"Woah, you okay?" Lydia gulped as she let go of my hands.

"Yeah, I'm fine, I just, it kinda takes it out of me, using my power." I chuckled slightly, making her give me a reassuring smile.

"Okay, I'm good to go again." I nodded, looking at Stiles.

"Alright, who next?" he asked, looking around.

"Stiles, I think it's your turn." Scott spoke.

"Okay." He nodded and pushed off from leaning against the doorway. I gulped as he sat opposite me on the bed.

"You've got this baby, it'll be okay." He reassured before gently taking my hand and placing it against his cheek.

"Babe, are you sure? The last time we did this..." I stopped myself.

"What happened?" Isaac asked. Stiles looked at them and sighed.

"The last time we did this, she saw my mom dying." He admitted, making their eyes widen.

"Stiles, I don't want to open another wound-."

"It's okay, baby. I'll be okay." He reassured. I sighed and nodded, letting out a shaky breath as my eyes fluttered shut.

Stiles's P.O.V

Stiles kept his hand against Y/N's as her eyes fluttered shut.

"What do you think she'll see?" Lydia asked.

"I have no clue. And that's what terrifies me." He admitted, staring at Y/N. He gulped as her eyebrows furrowed and her eyes started to screw shut.

"No, no, please." She whispered, tears starting to fall from her eyes. Stiles's eyes widened.

"Stiles, what's happening?" Isaac asked.

"I don't know." He gulped, staring at Y/N.

"Please leave him alone, no, please." She cried. He looked down at the hand that was on his cheek as it started to ball into a fist, her nails slightly scratching at his skin.

"Stiles!" she screamed.

"Baby, I'm here, I'm here." He reassured.

"What is she seeing?" Allison asked.

"I don't know." He gulped.

"Can't you usually see what she's seeing?" Scott asked.

"Normally, yes, but I can't see anything right now." He scoffed.

"Is that good or bad?" Isaac asked. Stiles gulped.

"I have no idea." He admitted.

Y/N's P.O.V

My eyes shot open and I gasped as I came out of looking into Stiles's past.

"You okay, babe?" Stiles gulped, looking at me. I returned his gulp and panted as I looked down, trying not to cry.

"Y/N, you alright?" Scott asked. I nodded and gulped as I looked up.

"Yeah, it's just, I, um, I saw everything you did as the void. And I saw that you enjoyed all of it." I admitted, looking at him. His eyes wavered and he gulped as he nodded.

"I won't lie, I did enjoy a lot of it. Not the hurting people and making people experience pain. Just the power I felt. The power felt amazing. But I wouldn't go back to that for anything, especially if it meant losing you again." He shook his head, a tear leaving his eye. I gave him a small smile and leant forward to peck his cheek. He gave me a small smile as he stood up.

"Alright. Do you know how to use your power to kill, or at least hurt someone?" Stiles asked. I paused.

"Um, I've done it before, but not on command." I gulped. Stiles nodded.

"Okay. Well, you're going to hurt...Isaac." He smiled, grabbing Isaac and placing him in front of me. My eyes widened, as did Isaac's.

"Sorry, what?" he scoffed.

"You're a werewolf, you'll heal." Stiles shrugged before moving aside. I gulped as I looked at Isaac.

"You okay with this?" I asked. He sighed.

"Stiles is right. I'll heal. Just try not to kill me." He chuckled. I gulped.

"I can't make that promise." I admitted. His eyes widened as I placed my hand against his chest.

"Great." He mumbled. I closed my eyes, trying to summon the power.

I gasped as my eyes shot open and energy rippled through my body and to my fingertips, making Isaac fly backwards.

"Woah!" he shouted as he flew out of the room and collided with the wall of the hallway. He collapsed onto the floor, coughing and groaning. My eyes widened as Allison rushed to him and made sure he was okay.

"Isaac I'm so sorry." I gulped.

"Don't worry about it." He shook his head. I looked at Stiles.

"Okay, so I think it's safe to say that you've nailed that." He chuckled, patting Isaac on the back.

"Are we good then? Are you now confident that I can protect myself against any coming assassins?" I chuckled.

"Yes. We're good. You're good. You're amazing." He smiled before leaning down and kissing me.