seven ✚ timeworn

[affectioning]

[ Even though it's a Saturday morning, Scott McCall had a full day planned. He had a breakfast with Stiles on the books. Those are top priority, even at this age. He was going to birth a horse shortly after. (Someone has to do it.) He'd planned on taking a few hours at the clinic because some of his favorite owners were on the books. They knew not to expect him every week - or every month, even, but he's in Beacon Hills for an unspecified amount of time. Dropping in on Deaton's practice has to happen. It brings back memories. He sees himself in the younger kid working there. It's hard not to. Innocence and bright eyes. A kid that hasn't seen the world yet.

But, all those plans change when he wakes up not in his old house. He never sold it. It held too many memories. He doesn't live in Beacon Hills full time, but he can't bring himself to sell it. Even though he's told over and over, this is a seller's market. Not that it matters now.

The room he wakes up in is the room of a teenager.

Wolfsbane?

He's not sure. It's a poor kidnapping because the bedroom door is unlocked.

After he finds his network device and sorts himself out, he addresses everyone. The face is older, a lot older than they're used to. But, he's fine with it. It's him. For those relatives and friends not in the apartment this morning they're in for quite a shock. ]

I get it. It's like a conference call on Skype. [ He looks impressed. ] My name is Scott McCall. I have a few questions if anyone out there can oblige me. Two minutes. It's all I need.

[ all replies will come from paraveterinary ]

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[daggers]

[ Cue Allison squinting at her device, long and hard. ]

I'm sorry, who did you say you were?

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[paraveterinary]

Scott [ Talk about a shock to the system. It's impossible not to recognize her. But, she hasn't looked like this in years. She's grown up. But, this - this is Allison Argent. This can't possibly be Allison Argent because she's one year older than him. She's always been. He doesn't know what to say or how to even react. ] McCall.

[ What's going on? ]

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[daggers]

It's just - I know Scott McCall. And he's seventeen.

You're -

[ She shakes his head, trying to look more closely at his face. It's hard with a screen in the way. ] Older.

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[paraveterinary]

[ Of course you know Scott McCall at seventeen. You're Allison Argent at seventeen. ]

Hey. I was young once. [ And he doesn't look that old. ] And you're younger. I know I'm usually the one who points out the obvious.

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[daggers]

[ He looks older than her, okay? And maybe really hot. ]

What happened?

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[anunluckypenny]

Scott? Seriously?

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[paraveterinary]

Seriously. It's my name. [ Really? ] Is there something wrong with the name, Scott?

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[anunluckypenny]

No! It's a great name! I'm so, so sorry--I was just surprised, that's all.

You don't remember me, right?

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[paraveterinary]

Should I? Have I treated your pet before? [ Is she a client? ] Where did we meet?

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[mamanurse]

...Oh my god.

[Have a completely shocked mama, Scottie.]

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[paraveterinary]

[ First Allison, but this takes the cake. Consider the shock mutual. ]

Mom?

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[mamanurse]

Oh my god you look like my Uncle Frank.

...I mean, your great uncle. I...wow. Hi, honey. You're all right?

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[paraveterinary]

[ What.

How.

The fuck? ]

How is this possible? [ Forgetting the where, the City, his questions. ] It's really you. [ It's been years but he'd know his mom anywhere. She was his rock. For years. She'd encourage him to expand to wildlife. He had a thriving career, partially because of her. But, let's be honest here. She's older. Not dead because, hello, young mother but - he's in his early forties. She doesn't look like she's in her seventies. ] What's going on?

[lupusalpha]

Scott?

[paraveterinary]

[ By now, he's gotten the rundown. ]

Derek. It's been a while. [ Longer for him. A lot longer. They don't... stay in touch . ] You're here, too.

[lupusalpha]

Fantastic.

[paraveterinary]

As monosyllabic as ever. [ Neat. ]

[studmuffin]

Scott?

[ Is he dreaming? Is he dead? Did the panic finally kill him off. ]

[paraveterinary]

Stiles?

[studmuffin]

You're old.

[ So disturbed. ]

[paraveterinary]

Seriously, are you all making fun of me stating the obvious. And you're young. And probably still a virgin. Don't worry. You won't be forever.

[ Still the best friend taking jabs in his forties. Sorry, not sorry. ]

Seriously.

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[lefthandedgenius]

Who are you and why are you on Scott's device?

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[paraveterinary]

Guess you didn't get the memo. I'm also Scott. We can't both be here at the same time. Pretty much nothing makes sense. It's fun.

Hey Lydia.

[lefthandedgenius]

Well, that explains it.


You're um...old. I mean, older.

[paraveterinary]

Thanks. You're observant. Like everybody else today. [ He thought he was the observant one! ] I'm older than seventeen.