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16 Hours earlier

He was at school he hadn't gone to school in years and he hadn't particularly like it even when he had been high school aged. But it was necessary and he would only have to go for one day.

"Stiles!" it took a few moments to remember that who his meat suit was.

"What?" he said.

"Do you know the answer?" he looked at the board and had no idea he hadn't been to school in years.

"No." the teacher preceded to berate him. Peter used Stiles mouth to smile the teacher had just made his list.

"Stiles." Peter turned to Scott and schooled his features.

"Are you okay?" Peter nodded.

"Cause your acting a bit weird today." Peter knew he wasn't pulling Stiles off very successfully so he pulled the only thing he could find in the kid's head to explain his behavior.

"I saw Lydia kissing Jackson this morning." he said. Scott gave him a sympathetic look and Peter had to work hard to keep Stiles face impassive. Teenaged drama how he was glad he was over that.

"He's not going to believe you he knows me!" Stiles annoying voice came again. It was really starting to grate on his nerves.

"Shut up." he told Stiles in his mind.

"Give me back my body and I'll shut up!" Stiles yelled. He had to deal with this for the last 8 hours and that and Stiles fighting for control. Peter had been able to win easily every time but it was starting to drive him crazy. It was time to negotiate.

"How about we make a deal?"

"What kind of deal." Stiles said suspiciously.

"The kind of deal where I spare people if you shut up and stop trying to get control. Some people are non negotiable. These people are Scott, Derek, Jackson and the Argents."

"I won't let you kill them." Stiles said stubbornly.

"You don't exactly have a choice even if you annoy or fight you still wont' win and then you won't be able to save the others.

"Who would that be?"Stiles said after a long pause.

"The people who weren't there but I'd like to kill anyways. Lydia, Scott's mom, and Derek's betas, and your Dad for not being able to find out who killed me."

"So I don't fight you don't kill them." Stiles said weakly. Peter hid a smile.

"Yes."

"Okay." for now he heard even though he wasn't meant to but it was okay that was all he needed for now.

~.~

He had suffered through the rest of the day at school, enjoying finally being able to enjoy food again, only to have his food choices limited by the fact it came from a cafeteria.

It was finally the part of the day he had planned for, Lacrosse practice. It was before practice and one part of his plan was going to be put into effect. Peter changed Stiles body from his school clothes into his Lacrosse uniform. He noted again that Stiles was more toned then the last time he had saw him and knew that Lacrosse practice during the summer was made him that way.

He waited while Scott was dressing he snaked his hand into Scott's locker, he took something and quickly smashed it in his palm, he put it's itty bitty broken remains in his bag. Scott shut his locker and they practiced. Peter had to make sure he didn't use any more strength then normal, it was hard especially since he wanted to rip into Scott and Jackson right there on the field, but he was smart he knew how to bide his time.

When practice was over, he wasn't even tired but he hid his grin and panted a bit heavier then he had before. He made his way over to Stiles's locker and started getting dressed into his street clothes, he had to dress quickly to put the next phase of his plan into action. However once he was dressed he heard Scott say.

"What?" then rifle through the items in his locker frantically.

"What is it?" playing his part as the best friend.

"My cell phone is gone!" he had a response planned out but Jackson had dressed quicker then he had expected and he had to leave quicker then planned.

"Sorry I got to go my Dad's getting off work soon." Scott nodded distractedly and started going through his locker again. Peter had to jog a little to catch up with Jackson. Who saw him and looked annoyed but he did stop a few feet from his car, keys in hand.

"Stiles what do you want? I told you I'm not joining Derek's pack, or Scott's."

"I don't care which one you weren't planning on joining." Peter said letting the facade drop. He wanted more time to play this up but the others would be coming out soon and he couldn't let them see.

So he took a baseball bat out of his bag. Jackson eyes only had a moment to widen before Peter hit him solidly in the head. He looked at his car which had been carefully parked next to Jackson car in anticipation for this, he looked down at the keys in Jackson's hand. But shook his head, Scott might notice Stiles car still there but probably wouldn't notice Jackson's still there. He instead picked up Jackson and put him in the backseat of his car. He drove off just as Scott was coming out. He would get to Scott soon enough.

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