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Malia Tate | Teen Wolf (wantsherfurcoat) wrote in paradisolog,

It had taken her time to get this way back home. There'd been so much she'd had to learn - things about working as a team, about caring about anyone other than herself. Stiles had taught her so much of it, which was why it made her so frightfully sad that he couldn't remember. But she held that inside as she squeezed his hand - tightly, but not too tightly. She didn't want to break the bones in his hand, after all - which was something she was perfectly capable of doing.

"Not much good has happened in Beacon Hills, though," she said thoughtfully. Really, maybe having new stars and a new home would be better for them. She was tired of running for her life. It seemed like so long since she'd been truly happy, at least more than a stolen moment here or there. "Here," she said carefully. "Here, we can start over. Be who we wanted to be back home."

She didn't know exactly who she wanted to be, but she wanted a chance to discover that for herself. Back home she was too busy making sure she stayed alive.

She rolled over on her side a bit to face him, his brown eyes warming her as they always did. She smiled a little, but held herself back from kissing him.

"I'm sorry everyone left."