Stiles was known to being right most of the time, call it intuition. And you were a good person. Way too good of a person. He didn't know what, but there was something about you that he couldn't quite put his finger on.

You were always in the right place, at the right time. Your guesses were also almost right every time. And to make it even worse, you were friends with Theo. It was a long while ago, but he didn't forget that minor detail.

These coincidences happened more often than he'd like. One is an incident, two is a coincidence, three is a pattern, and four is enough for a warrant... Well, maybe not a warrant, but a reason to hate you and keep a distance and an eye on you.

That was when, in desperate times, the pack asked you for help. Even if Stiles would rather cut his ear out instead of listening to any word coming out of your mouth, he decided to give it a shot, for Scott. "Oh please, your Yoda, give us your wisdom about this case." he shoots sarcastically before you even start to think about a plan that can help.