Monday Spam

[He lets her pull away enough that she can look up at him and he reaches up and tucks some hair behind her ear, his movements soothing and gentle. He takes a deep breath, because he gives into the despair he feels at seeing her so upset, it's not going to be helpful to either of them.]

I know. I know, Allison.

[His expression is pained for a second as she struggles with words, tries to get out everything that she's feeling all at once, and even if it wouldn't make a lot of sense to anyone else on the Barge, it sure as hell makes sense to Stiles.]

I know. Remember?

[His voice is soft and he meets her gaze before pressing a kiss to her forehead and pulling her close again.]