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Nothing surprised Malia anymore when it came to Theo. She knew his manipulative ways. She knew exactly what kind of person he was. So, when Malia saw Theo grappling with Stiles on the ground, every little ounce of hope that he had clearly changed ran out the window.

But did it have to be Stiles?

She knew that Stiles and her weren't exactly together anymore, but that didn't mean she didn't care about him. As a matter of fact, she probably would never stop caring about him.

You always feel something for your first love.

In a nanosecond, her claws appeared and she growled at Theo. The two were engaged in their little fight to even notice her, until she growled again, a little louder.

Theo looked up from what he was doing, his claws in the air ready to slash Stiles in half. The anger in his eyes was so prominent, her mind was drifting back to when he had helped her with Deaton, and shot her. The same expression relayed on his face. But then, when his eyes landed on her, everything disappeared. His facial expression went from anger to panic in a split second. He stopped what he was doing and released Stiles with a thud.

"Malia..." He murmured coming towards her, ready to give an explanation.

"You call this change?" Malia growled pointing to Stiles's fearful expression.

"No you don't under—"

"Of course I don't understand! You claim to say you have "changed" but what I'm seeing right now was the same person you were before you were in that hole. And for what? Because for some god-awful reason, you actually like me?" Malia gave out a humorless chuckle.

"Malia, you have it all wrong! Stiles—"

"Don't you dare bring him into this!" Malia transformed back human and grabbed Stiles from the ground. There were cuts and bruises on his arm, and his face appeared flushed at the turn of events he was experiencing. For the first time, Stiles Stilinski was actually speechless. No sarcastic comebacks flew out of his mouth. And it took something so major to ever allow any of that to occur.

"Why not?" Theo yelled, "why shouldn't I? You're standing here trying to make me out to be the villain who wants a pack and power. Do you even know what I had to go through down there? You think I was just having a nice reunion with my sister?"

"You were rotting down there with all the sins you've committed. We all know the killings you've done and the innocent lives you've taken away. So why should I give you a chance? You almost killed Scott! And you almost killed me!"

At the last part of Malia's sentence, Theo faltered. She was right, he realized. It would have to take her a little longer to trust anything he said.

"You know what's different about you and me?" Malia inched closer to Theo, her voice menacing. "I may have killed my whole family in that car crash, but I certainly didn't do it on purpose. I love my family, and when I knew that I was responsible, everything in my life changed," Her face turned sorrowful at the mention of her past, she couldn't shake off the feelings she had about crash. Every time she drove, she mentally had to remind herself that what is past is past, and she just had to move forward.

"But you, you did all those killings for a reason. You purposely killed your sister for the Dread Doctors. You willingly sold yourself to the devil. Did you even know what was happening around you when you killed people? Did you even put yourself in their shoes and understand what was going from their side?"

"I was in 4th grade for crying out loud!" Theo exploded, he walked towards her, his anger radiating off him in waves. "If some masked men came up to me and told me that I could be the success they wanted, of course I would want to join them. I was naïve back then. I believed everything around me. You're making me out to be some horrible monster when you don't even consider what the Dread Doctors did to other people,"

"Oh believe me I know," Stiles suddenly replied crossing his arms. The two forgot that Stiles was listening to them bicker about things that they had already discussed.

It took them a little while to understand what exactly had happened when they exploded on each other. Malia and Theo had walked up to each other arguing on the way, and didn't realize how close they really had been. Malia stared up at Theo, but this time actually stared. She could faintly pick out some of the emotions in his eyes. And even then, Malia suddenly knew.

She knew exactly what Theo was painstakingly trying to convey to her.

In the past, Stiles used to claim that Malia was always stubborn, only allowing her emotions to be revealed instead of listening to the other person. Specifically, she had problems conveying whatever situation she had to Stiles because she always assumed that Stiles would console her and aid her in whatever it was that she needed.

"You see what you want to see, and never bother about anyone else," Stiles had said.

This time she knew exactly what he was talking about. And it was funny that it took her this long to finally understand.

Theo's expression quickly faltered. When he saw Malia's mask of control diminish. He realized there was a change within her. What kind? He didn't know. Rather, her face perceived that of fondness. No longer did he see the angry expression she was notorious for showing, instead it was awkward. The only kind of emotions Malia had displayed towards Theo were confusion, fury, and ignorance.

But this time she was welcoming a whole new other emotion to the table. And it took some readjusting to get used to it.

The tension in the air was palpable, it practically swallowed the three of them whole. It was hard to ignore the vibrant electricity in the air, it was hard to keep a straight face. Malia and Theo knew, that it wasn't just their werecoyote connection kicking up their emotions a notch. But rather, it was them. They were making the situation between them difficult. The connection could be an excuse for all they wanted, but when it came down to specifics, Malia and Theo knew there was no way they could let go of each other no matter how much they argued or "hated" each other.

Their moment was broken however, when Stiles picked the worst moment to start a sarcastic reply.

He cleared his throat, "Well, I'll be walking back to class. The bell just rang." He scratched his head and walked away leaving the two by themselves.

When Stiles was clearly out of ear shot, Malia began,

"My mom used to say that I had an ego as high as Mount Rushmore. She used to say that I got it from her mostly because she would never back down in any argument or lose to any discussion. When Stiles and I were dating, he gave me self-control. Stiles was able to mold me into that human being that I wanted to assimilate to. He allowed me to experience life the way other high schoolers did, and he also taught me the value of love and friendship."

Malia and Theo started walking out of the lacrosse field and towards school.

"I didn't quite understand what my mom was trying to explain to me when she had those heartfelt conversations with me. I used to brush them off and continue my day as if nothing really happened."

Theo continued to listen intently, never bothering to interrupt her. It was the first time he had finally discovered the true Malia. The one who actually had a heart.

"But then, I found myself stuck in a situation where my ego—no matter how high it really is—was actually being tested. It sucks really, because I'm always use to staying strong for myself and the people I love. With you, no matter how evil and conniving you used to be, I realized that though I called you the big bad wolf, I realized that I was actually at fault also."

The words coming out of Malia's mouth stunned Theo into silence. He was processing everything she was reitering to him, hardly believing the speech she was relaying to him was actually true. Up to this point, Theo had always known Malia to be cold hearted towards him. She had her reasons, but when he was pulled into the ground by his sister, he realized that his time down there was a wake-up call to change, just like what Malia was doing now.

"You almost killed me." She continued, "And I may still hate you for that, but I'm not mad anymore. I could see it in your eyes, the way you actually meant what you said to me at the Lacrosse game. I knew that you were trying to change so that others would give you another shot to redeem yourself."

"Malia, I never knew there was another layer of emotion and complexity to you. I wasn't expecting yourself to open up to me. I don't know what to say."

"It's okay," She replied looking up at him, "I think that maybe I'll give you a chance to redeem yourself if maybe others aren't ready to that,"

With that Malia ran ahead of Theo catching up with Lydia who was staring at the both of them with a smirk on her face.

And Theo realized that Malia was worth more than he bargained for. At least he finally got what he wanted.

But realized, it just wasn't enough.

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