Stiles's P.O.V

"No...please...don't let them in...please." Stiles slowly opened his eyes as he heard Y/N whimpering in her sleep. He looked at her and sighed as she had tears rolling down her face and she was glistening with sweat.

"Stiles...please..." she choked.

"Hey, hey, I'm here." He whispered, moving closer to her and gently shaking her in an attempt to wake her up. She remained asleep.

"Don't hurt him, please, I'll go with you." She cried, arching her back off the bed.

"Y/N, I'm here, you're okay." He reassured, gently cupping her cheek. His eyes widened as she suddenly gasped and her eyes shot open, revealing her red orbs.

"Y/N-." suddenly a surge of energy radiated from Y/N's body, sending Stiles flying back. His back collided with the wall and he fell to the ground as he coughed and spluttered. He gulped as he looked at Y/N to see her now relaxed and her head tilted towards him. He slowly stood up. Something was wrong, he just couldn't put his finger on what it was.

"Y/N?" he mumbled, walking towards the bed. He looked at her before leaning down so his cheek was above her lips. His eyes widened.

"Dad!" he yelled as he checked Y/N's pulse.

"What's wrong?" Stilinski asked as he appeared at the doorway.

"Y/N's not breathing." Stiles choked. His dad's eyes widened.

"Right, I'll grab the Sheriff car keys, you grab her, we need to take her to the hospital." He ordered. Stiles nodded before gently picking up Y/N bridal style and carrying her out of the house. He rushed to his dad's Sheriff car and climbed into the back with her. A tear fell from his eye and landed against her cheek as he tried to wake her up.

"Stiles, try to get her breathing, she won't survive the journey if you don't." his dad spoke. Stiles nodded and gulped before tilting her head back. He held her nose shut before pressing their lips together and blowing air into her lungs. He did it again but choked as she didn't respond.

"Dad, it's not working." He gulped.

"Keep trying, I'm going as fast as I can." Stilinski spoke. Stiles nodded as he pressed their lips together again and blew into her lungs again.

"She's still not breathing." he choked.

"It's a good thing we're at the hospital then." He nodded as he pulled up to the entrance. Stiles pushed the door open and quickly grabbed Y/N before running into the hospital.

"Help! Someone, I need help, my girlfriend isn't breathing!" he yelled, tears falling from his eyes. He sighed in relief as Melissa appeared.

"Melissa, please help her." He choked.

"We're going to do everything we can." She reassured as she waved over a stretcher. Stiles gently placed Y/N on it and Melissa placed an oxygen mask over her nose and mouth before starting to wheel her towards the lift. They got in and Melissa pressed the button so the doors closed.

"Is she going to be okay?" Stiles choked quietly. Melissa looked at him and sighed.

"Yeah. But I need to know if there is anything supernatural behind this." She nodded. Stiles returned it.

"I think so. I woke up to her whimpering or something, she was having a nightmare like I have, a really bad one. I tried to wake her up, and when she did wake up, her eyes were red and this sort of...energy, came from her. It was so powerful that it knocked me back, and it almost killed her." He explained, another tear falling from his eye. Melissa nodded as the lift doors opened and she rolled Y/N out. Suddenly, Y/N gasped and her eyes shot open, her orbs red again. Stiles's eyes widened.

"Melissa!" he yelled. She didn't get to respond as another surge of energy came from Y/N, making them both fly back. Stiles landed on the floor with a groan.

"Stiles, are you okay?" Melissa asked.

"I'm okay. You?" he asked, standing up and dusting himself off.

"I'm fine. I'm guessing that's not normal korrigan behaviour." She spoke.

"Not at all." He gulped before looking at Y/N. His eyes widened as she was awake but was choking.

"There's something in her mouth." He gulped, taking her mask off. She immediately leant over the edge of the stretcher as black blood spilt from her mouth.

"Woah!" Stiles gasped as he jumped back.

"What the hell is that?" Melissa scoffed.

"I don't-." Stiles looked at the black blood and squinted his eyes as he saw something. He knelt down and picked the plant up. His eyes widened.

"What is that?" Melissa asked.

"Wolfsbane." Stiles nodded before looking up at her.

"That means this wasn't an accident. This was an assassination attempt." He spoke.

Y/N's P.O.V

I slowly opened my eyes and looked around. I opened my eyes fully and they widened as I saw where I was. I was lying in a hospital bed, attached to a heart monitor with an oxygen tube clipped to my septum. I gulped as I sat up. I looked down and smiled slightly as my hand was wrapped in Stiles's and he was asleep, his head rested against my thigh. I shifted my leg slightly, making him wake up. He looked up and his eyes widened as he saw that I was awake.

"Hey, how are you feeling?" he asked.

"Like crap." I chuckled. He returned it and nodded as he sat up.

"Yeah, you will." He spoke.

"How come? What happened?" I asked. He looked down, gently stroking his thumb over the back of my hand.

"Someone tried to kill you. They got wolfsbane into your system." He admitted, looking back at me. My eyes widened.

"Why is it always freaking wolfsbane?" I scoffed. He sighed and looked down. I looked at him.

"What's wrong, Stiles?" I asked. He looked back at me as he wet his lips with his tongue.

"I just, I think things are getting more dangerous. I mean, we literally spent the last two days together, and I sure as hell didn't poison you, so how the hell did assassins get wolfsbane into your system?" he scoffed. I sighed.

"I don't know, Stiles. Trust me, I'm scared too. That's now three times someone has tried to kill me in the last month. Even once is too many times." I spoke, making him half-heartedly smile.

"Come on. Let's get you home." He spoke, putting his hand on my lower back and making me give him a small smile as I stood up from the hospital bed.

"You don't have to stay over." I sighed as Stiles dropped his backpack onto my bed.

"Of course I do, there's a hit list out there, with supernatural creatures on it. You happen to be a supernatural creature." He nodded sarcastically, shrugging. I sighed and walked to him. I placed my hands against his chest, causing him to curl his arms around my waist.

"I know, but I can protect myself." I insisted. He looked down.

"Baby, as much as I think it's so freaking cool that I'm dating someone who can see into the future and the past, you don't have the same advantages as Scott, Derek, Isaac and Lydia. Scott, Isaac and Derek have massive teeth and claws which they can use to destroy anyone who comes after them, and Lydia has a pretty impressive set of lungs on her so she can just scream for help. You can't, baby." He sighed. I returned it.

"I know. And I do appreciate you being worried about me, but I don't want to be that type of girl who relies on her boyfriend to protect her." I sighed.

"I'd rather you let me protect you, and be that girl, than you be dead, okay?" he asked, moving a strand of hair out of my face and looking into my eyes. I nodded.

"Okay. I love you." I spoke.

"I love you too." He nodded, leaning down and pecking my lips before letting me go.

I walked back into my room and my eyes widened slightly as Stiles had his back to me as he pulled his shirt over his head. My mouth dried at his shoulder blades flexing as he took it off. I ran my eyes up and down his toned back, feeling my throat dry too. Stiles and I had been dating for nearly year a now, but he still made me breathless every time we did something. My breath hitched as he continued sorting through his stuff, his back and arms flexing in a way that was turning me on immensely. I slowly walked into the room, not wanting to alert Stiles as he lay out his stuff for the night. I gulped as I held up my hand, it shaking slightly as I moved it towards his back. I lay it against his shoulder blade, making him look over his shoulder at me. He smiled as he turned around and looked down at me.

"You okay, babe?" he asked. I nodded as I looked at his chest and abs. His smile slowly dropped as I ran my hand down the patch of hair between his pecks before running it down his happy trail. I looked back up at him through my eyelashes. He gave me a small smile before leaning his head down and kissing me. I returned it hungrily, holding the back of his neck to keep him close. He deepened the kiss, sliding his tongue into my mouth. He pulled on my thighs, wrapping my legs around his waist as he gently laid me down on my bed before crawling over me.

"Are you sure you want to do this?" he asked, looking into my eyes with those damned whiskey ones.

"Are you?" I gulped. He looked at my lips before nodding.

"Yeah. I'm sure." I reassured. He nodded again before attaching his lips to my neck, making my back arch off the bed.

"Stiles." I breathed, making him smirk against my skin. My heart sped up as I felt his hand rise to my chest and start to undo the top button of my blouse. He stopped and looked at me.

"Why did you stop?" I asked.

"I felt your heart speed up, I thought something was wrong." He spoke, looking at me. I shook my head and bit my lip.

"My heart sped up because you're turning me on." I admitted, my voice barely above a whisper. He smirked before cupping my cheek and starting to kiss my neck again.

"Good." He hummed against my skin, making me moan as he started to undo more of my blouse buttons. He pulled away from my neck and hovered over me, looking at my chest and torso. I gulped as he looked at me through his eyelashes before leaning down and starting to kiss my stomach.

Stiles's P.O.V

Stiles opened his eyes slowly and looked around. He smiled as Y/N was asleep in his arms with his shirt covering her small body. His head shot to the door as it creaked open. His eyes widened and he sat up before leaning over Y/N to grab his phone. He climbed out of bed and pulled his pyjama bottoms on before dialling Scott's number. He sighed as it went to voicemail.

"Hey Scott, it's me, I need you to pick up now, I think they're here for Y/N." he choked, looking outside her room. He whipped round as he heard something. His eyes widened and his phone slipped through his fingers, clattering on the floor as he saw her.

Y/N's P.O.V

My eyes fluttered open and my eyebrows furrowed as Stiles was no longer holding me, making me sit up. I looked around my room and my eyes widened. I choked as Stiles was on his knees, the hunter behind him holding a knife to his neck. Stiles looked at me, a tear rolling down his face.

"Stiles." I choked.

"I'm okay." He reassured.

"He won't be for long if you don't come with me." The hunter smirked, tightening her grip on him.

"I'll come with you, just don't hurt him." I gulped.

"I was hoping not to. It would be a waste to kill this perfect face." She smirked before leaning down and placing a kiss on his neck. His jaw clenched and his nostrils flared as he stared at me.

"I'll go with you." I nodded as I slowly rose to my feet.

"Y/N, don't even think about it." He shook his head.

"Hey." The hunter spat, pulling at his hair and making him wince.

"Stiles, I'll be okay." I reassured. He shook his head again.

"Please, I can't lose you." He choked.

"And you won't. Scott will be taken too. Between us, we can do this." I reassured. He sighed.

"Stay safe." He whispered.

"As much as I don't want to break up this cute little farewell, I'm gonna take her now." She nodded before taking the handle of the knife and hitting Stiles in the head with it, knocking him out instantly as he fell to the ground.

"Stiles!" I screamed as I ran to him.

"Hey, I can still kill him." The hunter spat, putting the knife against his neck.

"Okay, okay. What do you want from me?" I choked.

"Don't move." She smirked as she walked to me and walked behind me. I gulped as she blindfolded me before grabbing my arm and pulling me up.