III

THE SURVIVOR

Allison gets out of bed a little later than usual, her nightmares have finally faded, but she´s still shocked by the way her dad treated her, he was insane and she was so angry after leaving the basement that she couldn´t help mourning when she got into her room. Now she sees the things from her dad´s point of view and understands why he freaked that way when Derek drove her home, it´s true, she lost her mom but he lost her too, his lover, his soul mate, so he can´t just say nothing when she tells him that she´s studying with Lydia and suddenly comes home from the woods that are being searched looking for god-knows-what insane animal and accompanied by a complete stranger who is a guy by the way, it´s true Allison hasn´t seen her dad act that way before, but now she knows that maybe she overreacted a little too, and she must made it up for him.

When gets out of the shower the bacon´s smell make her stomach to growl, damn it her dad woke up early, now she feels worst, Allison and her dad doesn´t have many rules, but after her mom died she cooks and her dad cleans, but now… Her dad it´s being waking up earlier than usual, he has his job and all that but… doing this, cooking for her when he knows it´s her job, it´s like he´s telling I don´t trust you, you´re not the same or even worst I´m so disappointed with you.

She´s urged to face him before he leaves and at least offer him and apology, so she dress up so quickly that when she heads the door notices she´s still wearing her slippers, another two minutes lost. She walk down the stairs and enters the kitchen, the countertops has been cleaned as the marble table, the floor is shiny and her breakfast awaits, she takes a toast, where´s her dad? Has he already gone? No, she didn´t heard the car, but yeah he´s probably too angry to consider taking her school that morning, she takes a bite and perceives a shadow from the corner of her eye, behind the window she finds her dad´s back lurched onto his car as he draw circles with a cloth on the paint. She leaves her breakfast and walks outside, the sun hit her eyes as fast as she puts and foot outside, a sunny day she can´t believe she´s actually seeing the sun in Beacon Hills, maybe that´s the reason her dad is washing the car instead of taking it to a car wash, Allison walks through the yard as her dad cleans the fenders and then she notices it, that´s not his car.

"Dad?" She murmurs. He stops and turns toward her, her mouth wobbling, his screams are still on her head. He says nothing when their eyes met, but she can see it now, that he´s not angry anymore, she approaches as he shoves his hands in his pockets, takes something from them and threw it to her, Allison spots a tiny object flying toward her glinting because of the sunrays and she catches it, cold metal they are car keys.

"Dad…" She starts but her voice fades.

"It´s yours" He says with a grin, and Allison is having a hard time to connect her ideas, wasn´t he mad at her? The last time she checked he was so angry that she thought his temple´s vein might explode.

"But… why?" She asks shocked.

"It´s true, I´ve been a little unfair with you, you have your license and we can afford it" He assures reaching her, Allison hesitates but then step forward and let her dad embrace her, while she looks straight at the car, it was a black sonic, shining because of the sun and the sprays of water, it was a sonic black as her hair and her eyes, it was so perfect, it was her car.

"It´s is second hand" Her dad says, he´s probably looking at her face.

"I don´t care" She mutters. "It´s perfect"

"Um… dad…I´m…"

"Don´t" He says and take her head in his hands. "I´m really sorry I shouldn´t have threated you that way" Then he changes the subject.

"Remember to put gas on it, and don´t rush Allison, I mean it" Warns with his usual dad-friend tone.

"I promise" She replies with a smirk. "It´s awesome dad, thank you"

"Enjoy it, just don´t get in trouble"

"Maybe I should more often" She laughs and then feels his skin against her tensing, and he lets go. Fuck I´ve screwed it.

"Don´t play with the odds" He says as he takes his own car´s keys from his pockets and get into his car.

"Eat, I´ll see you at dinner"

Allison nods, looking at her car with the corner of her eyes, she hears her dad´s car engine.

"And Allison"

She tilt her head back to him.

"No boys in the car, I meant it" Says and then vanishes in the road.

….

Stiles can feel it, and it´s getting annoying Scott is staring at him, deeply, scrutinizing his mind, trying to find…

"Stiles" His friend says.

"What?" He asks harshly and then feels guilty, he shouldn´t treat him like that, but he can´t think straight he´s so… shit, scared.

"Are you ok?" Scott says warily.

"Yeah why you´re asking me that?" He replies.

"Um… because you´re not driving school"

"What?" Stiles cries, as he takes a look at the road, Scott is right, he´s driving… out of the town…seriously subconscious? Stiles bits his lip and turns in the nearest deflection.

"Seriously dude, are you alright?" Scott sounds concerned, but Stiles can´t help but feel anger against his best friend because…

"Come on Stiles, I´m your best friend, I know something is wrong"

Of course that something is wrong, because you´re new friend Derek almost strangled me last night and now I´m so freaking scared that I can´t even sleep, eat or tell someone about it, specially you because you don´t believe anything I say about him, he´s a psycho by the way.

"No, I´m fine, I´m just too tired I´m sorry"

"Stiles I know…"

"You still can´t remember how you got home after the party?" Stiles says changing the subject, Scott shakes his head.

"I don´t know what are you doing back in school, my dad should intern you" Stiles accuses.

"I´m fine Stiles!" Scott grunts. "I´m feeling awesome actually, I think that the medicine Derek gave me made feel better"

"Yeah, sure because my dad´s advices who´s a real doctor by the way didn´t help much huh?"

"Why you´re so moody? What do you have against Derek?" Scott says sharply.

Stiles stomach gives a lurch, and he can almost feel his fingers squeezing his neck again. Umm… nothing just that he broke in into my house last night and almost killed me, but you won´t believe me even if you find him shooting me because he´s your new hero and all that shit

"I don´t like that guy" And I think he has something to do with the wood´s wild beast.

"But´s his cool and…"

"Yeah he´s totally nice, you should marry him" Stiles spits and stops the car in the school´s parking lot.

"I don´t know why you´re acting this way so suddenly but I…" Scott doesn´t ends his phrase, Stiles looks at him and finds him gaping, staring at the car next to them.

"Oh Hi guys" Allison says happily getting down of the car from the pilot's seat.

"You got a car?" Scott said stunned.

"Yeah, my dad just got it for me" She says happily, they get down of the jeep and join in her in the door, Scott and Allison start talking to each other and in seconds Stiles' mind fades, he can't stop thinking about last night, and how sure he was that he was going to die, he was so terrified, the first weeks after his mom died Stiles used to think that he should have died to too, so they could be together again, so wouldn't feel so hurt, so empty, so raged but now, Stiles knows that it wasn't a lie, he's scared for his life, for his dad's and Scott's, for some reason that guy Derek doesn't want anyone in the woods, so he sent Isaac to warn him, then somehow he discovered that they got into the woods and broke into his house to threaten him, he has something to do with the thing killing people, maybe it's his psycho pet, he has no clues but, he's sure that he has anything to do with it.

….

At lunch Stiles sits in their usual place awaiting for his friends, Allison shows up a couple of minutes later followed by Scott, they´ve been talking the whole previous periods got many warnings from the teachers yet they didn't seem to care.

"Where´s Lydia?" Stiles asks when they sit, now that he thinks about it he hasn´t see her in the whole day.

"I don´t know" Allison replies thoughtfully. "I haven´t see her or Jackson in the whole day"

"Maybe they´re sick" Scott adds.

"Both?" Stiles arches a brow, damn he thinks and Allison chuckles.

"Seems like they´re pretty busy" She smirks.

"Scott! You´re back!" Says a guy standing before they´re table. When Stiles looks up recognizes one of Scott´s team mate.

"Yeah, I´m back" He says cool, "But I can´t practice yet, I shouldn´t be here anyway, but I was getting insane at home" He explains.

"Dude, you missed school?" The guy frown. "You´re already insane" laughs.

"Come one, at least sit with the team" Says and Scott looks at Allison and Stiles doubtful.

"Don´t worry go" Stiles says, he´s not in the mood to talk to Scott anyway.

"Yeah, It´s ok, we´ll have time to catchup later" Allison adds with a slight smile. Scott looks at them for a few more seconds and then gives up and stands following his friend to the team´s table.

"So, what was all that catchup later thing?" Stiles asks smirking.

"Um… Scott asked me a date" She admits, "Since he´s not back in the team till tomorrow he thought that maybe we could go out somewhere"

"When he ask you?" Stiles says doubtful.

"In class, before Harries freaked" Allison explains.

"Uh…. Yeah" Stiles nods.

"You have been absent the whole day" She says frowning.

"I… I´m just tired"

"I don´t know, you look scared, did you sleep well last night?" She looks concerned, should he tell her about what happened?

"I… um… I´m just tired that´s all" He replies after a long meditation, he can´t tell her he can´t if she tells anyone, and Derek finds out…

"Anyway, you gave Scott´s mom the shirt?" She asks.

"Um…no, I´m not sure but there is something fishy about all this"

"What do you mean?" She takes a bite of her meal and stares at him expectantly.

"I mean, I found a name, in the back, Lahey, it´s one of the guys in the team" He mutters as low as he can.

"So what?" She asks confused.

"Did you saw the size of the claws that cut it?" He says, "I don´t know and animal in the town that big" adds.

"So it was the thing we saw" She agrees and he can see the fear peeking from her eyes.

"Yup" He nods. "But that´s not the whole thing, this Lahey guy on our Lacrosse team was attacked by it" He explains.

"But… there´s no one missing, there´s no one dead" Allison mutters her eyes in the distant.

"Exactly" Stiles agrees, "It means that whoever was attacked, survived"

"Stiles but, we don't know who this guy is, and he has to be wounded or have a scar at least" She says.

"I know, it´s weird but it´s the only clue we have" He says, "I have to find him and speak to him, to know what happened"

"Wow wait" She says, "Shouldn´t we need a Great Dane to be certified teen investigators?"

Stiles snorts, "Funny"

"I mean, what happened with talking to Scott´s mom?"

"I´m doing this for her" He assures, and revenge

"Why?" She frowns.

"Well, people doesn´t take her much serious as an officer"

"Why?"

"Umm…" Stiles clears his throat "When we were kids, and Scott´s dad still lived with them, he was kinda a jerk, he used to get drunk because he used to feel frustrated because he hasn´t a job and well…. He kicked the crap out of Scott´s mom" Stiles says and feels the guilty crawling in his chest, maybe he said too much.

Allison cover her mouth with her hand.

"Oh my god, how awful"

"Yeah, he was a dick" Stiles agrees recalling those terrible days.

"And how he left?" Allison asks and turn her neck toward the team´s table to look at Scott.

"Well, she didn´t have the courage to tell anyone, or put him in jail she was too scared, Scott used to hide in my house those days, he spent whole nights crying, until we were like twelve I don´t remember… He was hitting her and Scott couldn´t stand it anymore, and got in the middle and his dad kicked him away"

"Bastard" Allison mutters despiteful.

"And Scott´s mom got out of her mind, she freaked out and asked for help, and got him in jail for a while, and he never came back"

"Poor Scott" Allison says with sadness.

"Yeah, that´s why I want to find clues that proves that I´m alright, she´s in the case so maybe they will promote her"

"Wait alright about what?" Allison chuckles.

"That, someone it´s involved in the murder of that guy and the deer" He explains.

"Someone?" Allison frowns.

"That Derek guy" Stiles spat with anger.

"Derek? Why you think he´s killing people? He´s really nice" Allison says confused.

"No he´s not, I don´t like him I think he´s evil" Stiles says in a mutter, and almost killed me.

"Stiles I don´t…"

"Look I´ll just sneak in the lockers at the practice find who is this Lahey guy and then I´ll tell everything to Scott´s mom"

"Stiles don´t get in trouble" She advises.

"Don´t worry just have fun in your date and I´ll seek Mr. Survivor"

"But…" Her voice trails off as both look back to the Lacrosse´s team table where all of them are making jokes and playing with their food like kids.

"Who you think is him?"

Allison is right, they´re staring at the whole team, they all look healthy and strong they´re jocks, the survivors of the society and adolescence they all are survivors by nature, but who is the special kind of survivor they´re looking for?

….

Allison took a last look at Stiles in the Alley, the school was almost desert already people were gathering in the parking lot, getting into their cars or waiting for the bus to depart.

"Are you sure about this?" She asks, she concerned about Stiles, all that conspiracy theory, he might get in trouble in one of the Lacrosse team players find him sneaking into the locker room to not mention that maybe he could be right which mean that he can´t be in serious danger if he find out an horrible truth. Oh come on!

"Don´t worry I´ll get inside while they´re practicing so no one will see me, I just wanna know who is this guy and then I might ask Jackson about him" He explains.

"Then why don´t you just call him and ask him about this Lahey guy?" Allison suggest.

"He doesn´t pick up his phone, that bastard" Stiles grunts, and Allison can help but laughing, Lydia and Jackson must be pretty busy. "Anyway, what about Scott? Why you don´t ask him?"

"I don´t know, Scott it´s being weird lately"

"Define weird" Allison chuckles.

"Um… We have some kind of arguing this morning" He says in a hiss, his eyes on the floor.

"So what? Lot of friends have fights, it´s a normal thing"

"Yeah, but we haven´t before, and now I just feel different like maybe I can´t completely trust in him" Stiles voice is sad, Allison feel sorry for him so maybe she should just let him do his thing, that would help him see that there nothing suspicious about the wood´s murdering.

"Ok, go! But, be careful ok if these guys find you sneaking they can´t kick the crap out of you and there is no one to save you" She warms before heading the parking lot.

….

After Allison left, Stiles turns on his heels and walk across the empty hallways, in the only sound is the music club practicing in the distant, striding he addresses the lacrosse team locker room, the air is moist and quite, there are no laughs, or jokes, not girl´s talking, actually there´s not any sound at all, Stiles takes a quick peek through the door´s ajar, the room is empty and silence, he slowly opens the door and gets in, are they already practicing? He squint it have been a sunny day and the rays that went in through the windows hit the metal locker´s blinding him, he´s sure he´s in the right place, but yet…. Steps, not too far, a group of them maybe eight of nine of them, Stiles approaches the door and look outside, he can´t get out they´re already on the corner, he must hide, and soon. What to do? He needs a stash, but where? Then he recalls the only locker that will be unused that day, Scott´s, Stiles run throw the rows of locker, which one is Scott´s? He´s friend is the captain right? It means his must be something characteristic on it, think Stiles think, he walks around looking around, peering through the grates until he spots a dirty shirt with the number 1 on it, which is Scott´s number? The captain number´s is 1? Foots are too near to think twice, Stiles just hopes that Scott is so predictable to use his birthday as locking password. The door behind him slams open and Stiles hurls himself inside, breathing with relief and choking by the stench.

...

Allison gets into the shower in a rush, the water is hot to burn but she doesn´t care, she have starting to get sick of Beacon Hill´s cold wheatear, toss her hair in her back and let the water clean her face, every drop making her shake with excitement, she still can´t believe that she´s going on a date with Scott, she like Scott she really do, but he´s not like the kind of guy she might be interested in, speaking of, she is not sure about what kind of guy she would date, all those years with her overprotective dad, when she was four maybe five once she said that she wanted to marry her dad so she wouldn´t have to leave her house ever, how wrong she was. It´s not like Allison is angry with her dad or want to leave him, but it wouldn´t mind if she gets a boyfriend even if that boyfriend is Mr. Quirky captain, She excited anyway maybe because it is her first date ever, despite Lydia who probably had her at the nine years old or something, but Allison is not like her, she doesn´t want to rush with this, maybe a dinner, walk by the town (ok bad idea her dad could see her) watch a movie perhaps, it's safe, and dark and kind of romantic, yeah blame Disney but Allison can´t help but image herself living her for ever after with her charming prince and housemaid animals, yeah she´s sick of cleaning up messes all day.

She´s taking off her conditioner when she hears the floor screeching below, her heart skips a beat, she´s pretty sure her dad isn´t home, he have to be at work, but if he isn´t there? If he went home early how she will manage to come out with Scott without her dad noticing or worst freaking out like he did last night? Allison takes her towel and cover her body, instantly the cold air gives her Goosebumps but she can´t stop to change her clothes, she walks downstairs, now she hears a pull, something really heaving being pushed, it comes from the basement.

"Dad?" She asks when she addresses the basement.

"Uh? Ouch" She hears her father.

"Dad are you ok?" She asks starting the stairs.

"Um….Yeah… honey just a minute" He yells from downstairs.

"What are you doing?" She says going downstairs.

"Uh? Um… I was… just" He starts approaching her. "Bringing some things from work"

"Umm ok"

"I have to go now honey" He says pressing his lips against his temple. Perfect

"Just came to leave this here"

"What´s it?" She asks looking around trying to identify the heavy object.

"Um… just build tools, and just worried they might get lost, some we decided staring them at home until the building´s basement is done, but today there´s an important meeting and the work has been halted, I think there would be redesign I´m not sure yet"

"Oh, so you have a lot do at work?"

"Yeah, I thought you would be at school, you need and extracurricular"

"I´m still figuring which club and joining" She lies.

"Well I have to go, take care, and don´t touch that thing, there are many dangerous things inside it, like saws" He warns.

"Got it" She replies as he walks upstairs, she follows her dad to the living room and makes sure he leaves the house, when she´s sure he´s gone and not coming back she runs upstairs and starts dressing up as fast as she can, she was late already in her bath, why she can´t have a normal night date and take her time to dress up? Ah right her dad, damn is late, at least she has a car now. After retouching her make up in the mirror for the fifth time she takes her keys and her cellphone, she hopes she hasn´t any Scott message cancelling the date for being late, luckily her only message comes from Lydia, telling her how awesome night and morning she and Jackson had, not now, she thinks running downstairs, she gets into the car and drives to the address they agreed.

When Allison arrives finds Scott walking outside the Town´s Park, shit she thinks, they´re just a few blocks away from the construction. She must think quickly, they can´t stay longer in there her dad can´t see them, why she´s so afraid? Her dad has always been the coolest person in the world, but after what happened, maybe is better wait a little to tell her dad that she seeing Scott.

"Hi" She says when she gets out of the car.

"Hi" Scott replies with a smile, a dorky smile, Allison can´t help but smile too.

"Um… I was thinking that maybe we could walk in the woods because is a sunny day, but will all that killing-animal thing I thought that maybe we could come here" He says with a smirk.

"I know it´s not the same…" His voice trails off.

"It´s fine… well no… it´s not actually" She says and hurries to explain after noticing his expression, "It´s just that, my dad works around maybe we could see each other in a more private place"

"Oh" He says with some relief. "So… are you hungry?" Suggests.

"Not really"

"There´s a billiard not too far" She says, recalling the place from the day they moved back, even though is not her thought of a first date she´s out of ideas and she can´t keep waiting for Scott to think, her dad could pass by, fuck Disney She needs to go away from there as soon as she can, she´ll definitely ask Lydia for ideas next time, but for now the pool would work, even though they have a table in home and Allison literally sucks, it´s better than walking in a boring park and do nothing.

They stop the car outside a pub, Scott hurries to open the door for her which she thanks, although she thinks that it is too XIX century, inside there is not much to see, it´s a short room with two pool tables, one taken by a group men with tattoos the other empty, at the other side of the room there is a bar with five people in the stoles taking their drink

"Do you think is legal for us to be in here?" Scott asks concerned.

"I think so, we´re not buying alcohol or anything"

"It´s just… my mom it´s a cop you know?"

Despite his comment Scott doesn´t wait for Allison´s reply and approaches the bar, after a few minutes comes back with to cokes, they take their cues and address the table.

"So eight-ball?" Scotts asks.

"Do you know how to play?" She says in almost a scoff.

"Yeah, I´ve played a few times" He says politely. "Didn´t you expected me to play?" He smirks.

"Actually I was hoping you sucked more than I" She laughs.

"Don´t worry I´ll teach you, then we could kick Stiles ass later" He suggests.

Takes the balls to make the rack as he briefly throw shy glances to her, why he have to be so damn cute? It´s like a puppy, it´s annoying and somewhat flattering, there have been other guys interested in her before, but Allison didn´t like to make friends, they used to move too quickly to really give a crap about it, but now there is this weird guy with his puppy amber eyes staring at her struggling with his growing smirk and Alison… Alison can´t help but feel a knot in her stomach.

"I used to play with my dad, but I´m a bit rusty" She admits taking her cue lowering her head until her chin touches the table´s fabric to look straight at the rack, places the cue ball in the center and hit it with the stick, it instantly hits the other balls two get into pockets.

"Oh I forget to pick stripes or solids" She says embarrassed.

"Well this two are stripes, I guess you could team that" He suggest taking a look at the table´s pockets.

"You´re not letting me win don´t you?" She asks.

"No…" He lamely says. "I haven´t played yet"

In his next try Allison only gets to pocket the cue ball so it´s Scott´s turn, in his first try he only gets to pocket one, two by the next, and one more at last until he lamely fails and accidently pockets a striped one, Allison laughs and takes her turn, she tries to focus in the ball and imagine the trajectory it will describe on the board, she almost have, she hits the ball and fails.

"Your hand" Scott suddenly says while she curses inside.

"What?" She ask.

"You shake it every time you make a hit"

"I do?" She says confused, she´s pretty sure she doesn´t, so instead of letting him take the next turn she focuses on her game, and how she does plays.

"See?" He points out. "There"

"I don´t see anything" She replies frustrated.

"Come on" He says reaching her, stepping behind her and cupping her hands with his, they´re calloused but gentle, warm, he arches his back, until his chest touches her spine, his heart his beating so hard she can hear it, or it is hers? She is not quite sure, he talks but she isn´t listening, well not really, his instructions fades as his grip tighten over her hands, his breathing at her ear, she is overwhelmed he is words are soft his grip hard and heavy, he presses his body against hers closer and if he were claiming her, is confusing his words are gently and soft and his actions primitives and territorial and she… Allison can´t help but sigh.

….

After almost half hour of stupid jokes and buttcheeks slaps, they are all dressed and ready to get into the field, which Stiles thanks considering how uncomfortable is to hide in such small place as a locker room, hunted by Scott´s dirty trousers stench. They start leaving the locker room in small groups, some ask the others for Jackson and they reply he´s probably having sex with that hot bitchleader ha!, he thinks, so he´s happy they´re already leaving or in the next comment about her he might not contain himself and will leave his stash to kick their jock asses with his skinny and flaccid…ok bad idea, just a few minutes more.

"Leahy more your ass" Shouts a male voice near the door, and Stiles heart gives a lurch, he slightly moves in his cell and peer through the grate, he can´t see anything just a fat butt, could that be Lahey´s?

"I´m coming" Replies another voice just inches next to Stiles, fuck, he can´t see who´s in the next locker but at least knows which Lahey´s locker, maybe the guy is stupid enough to leave it open while he practice, but what Stiles might find in there anyway? A claw ripped from the creature? Or the guy´s diaries, that stupid he won´t get anything unless he faces Lahey.

Silence, everybody left already? Stiles peers again and sees nothing, and the only thing he hears is the coach´s meandering yells from the field which means that the practice have started, yet Stiles prefers to be cautious and waits five more minutes just to make sure that no one forgot anything inside like a monster disguise and a serial murdering weapon. When he´s sure that no one is around he slightly let´s go his grip from the locker´s door and it opened, Stiles hurls his face outside and then the rest of his body, takes a deep breath and his brain starts working again, he takes Lahey´s ragged shirt in his hands and takes a look, and stare at the locker´s at the captain´s right.

"I was looking for it" Says a voice behind him while a hand snatches the shirt off his hand, Stiles heart jump in his chest and turns on his heels to face Lahey.

….

Ok this is stupid, Allison have listened to Scott´s instructions more than five times, always the same routine, she´s not sure if he´s taking advantage that she´s a terrible player to touch her or she really needs help, so probably is the last one, Allison hasn´t been able to pocket a ball since she broke the rack and it´s starting to get annoying specially because Scott keeps telling her that she can do it, I can´t ok? She wants to scream but it´s silly to be frustrated for not being good at something like when she tried the darts the night… it´s true it was funny she was so angry and then threw her last dart and it hit the bull´s eyes, was kind of liberating except for the part of imagining her the bull´s eye as her dad´s head, but now that she recalls it was dark, and the last thing she did was look straight at it instead of paying attention at how many she failed before, and that´s what she´s planning to do, start in zero, forget how many times she had missed a try, and just focus on the striped balls, she takes a deep breath, ignores Scott´s stares and focuses in the cue ball, how many projecting it´s trajectory in her mind the angels and how she can pocket the striped balls without even touching the solids, it's impossible to do, yet how did she did it?

She´s gaping, the barman is gaping, and Scott and the men in the other table are too.

"Oh my god" Allison says shocked her lower lip wobbling. "I…I…I"

"I WON" Shrieks in Scott´s face that´s is still stunned.

"How… did you?" He tries to say. "Allison"

"I won" Ok maybe pool didn´t suck after all, maybe just sucked to be a loser, yet Scott don´t seem to matter considering that he´s smiling at her.

"You did it"

"I did it" She says smiling, jumping on her place.

"I knew you were good at it" Scott congratulates her, and before she notices they´re both hugging and staring at each other´s eyes, his hands on her waist, hers in his chest, again his heart beating so loudly, or is it hers? Allison is not sure any more about certain things about her but is good to let go sometimes and she does, she thanks Scott for teaching her and then briefly presses her lips against his, maybe´s she´s rushing, and maybe it isn´t the most nice place in the world for her first kiss, but as she said before, fuck Disney, that´s a happy ending for her day and first date after all, tho she still have to meditate about how in the hell she did that? It has to be just a coincidence, beginner´s luck, but the scary thing is that deep inside her, something, someone, herself is telling that it wasn´t and that she knew what she was doing.

….

"What are you doing here?" Stiles asks accusingly staring at Isaac with some wary, he´s naked from waist up, his white chest blazing with the sunlight water drops running down his chest and face, his face soaked.

"I could ask you the same" Isaac snorts with a smirk. "I´m sure you haven´t joined the team unless you were watching me while I was taking a bath" He chuckles.

"I wasn´t…argh!" "I was…" Stiles hesitates. "Looking for Scott"

"Umm that´s weird" Isaac points out. "I´m pretty sure that after class he took the bus while you were talking with dimple face"

"You´re stalking me now?" Stiles grunts.

"You want me to?" Isaac scoffs haughtily.

What the heel dude? Are you seriously… he´s changing the subject, he´s changing the subject!

"Don´t change the subject" Stiles says muddy.

"Which is?" Isaac frowns.

"That you should be in practice"

"I like to take a bath before practice, the cold water it helps me….. Chill out" Isaac explains.

"Chill out? Dude it´s supposes… never mind" Stiles waves the thought away, who the hell takes a cold bath in Beacon Hills anyway?

"You´re Lahey" Says harshly.

"Yeah, thanks for finding my shirt" Isaac thanks him as he takes out his towel and opens his locker and start dressing, Stiles turn on his heels embarrassed but them turns back gaping.

"You don´t have any scar" Says shocked, and Isaac frowns.

"Didn´t I told you to stay out of trouble monkey?" Isaac mutters without looking at him.

"Don´t call me that and you should have a scar at least, you should be dead"

"Why would I should be dead Monkey?" Isaac asks sternly.

"Because I found this shirt in the woods, near the place I saw the thing, and it´s …fishy"

"Don´t you need a Great Dane to be a certified teen investigator?" Isaac says wryly, and then something clicks inside Stiles mind.

"You heard us" Stiles shouts. "That´s why you staid longer than the others"

"What´s the matter?" Isaac asks arching his brow, "I just need a bath"

"Don´t play fool with me, the thing in the woods, it hurt you, that´s your shirt, that´s your blood, I´m pretty sure that if I take it to the police station and they open an investigation they will find that it´s your blood and that you…."

Before he can blink his back is slammed against the locker room, and he gasps staring at Isaac terrified recalling Derek squeezing his throat

"Please monkey" Isaac murmurs. "I don´t wanna hurt you"

"Like your friend Derek did?" Stiles spits with anger.

"He didn´t want to hurt you it is my fault I should have been harder to you so you and your friends…"

"Didn´t want to hurt me? Are you fucking kidding me? He broke into my house, almost choked me to dead and he didn´t want to hurt me"

"You don´t understand monkey, he was…. We just…." Stiles voice trails off. Stiles can see him struggling inside, his eyes hesitate.

"So why he didn´t warned my friends too? Why just me?" Stiles burst, he´s happy they didn´t hurt his friends, but he needs to get more information and maybe he could get it in small pieces and then assemble the puzzle.

"Because… you´re their leader" Isaac sighs, small victory, but what the hell?

"I´m not a leader I just got here" He says.

"But they care about you, and consider your thoughts, I´ve seen it" Isaac says almost accusingly.

"Yeah right, like when I told them to not go into the woods" Stiles mutters sarcastically.

"Look I really have to go… I´m sorry I can´t help you monkey, just please stay out of the woods ok?" Says finishing his dressing to head out. "Thanks for finding my shirt anyway, I would have been in trouble if the police would have found it"

"Wait" Stiles asks when Isaac addresses the door.

"What?" Isaac says without turning.

"Did you guys killed that guy?" Stiles lower lip wobbles he´s scared of the answer he might get.

Isaac shakes his head. Stiles sighs relieved.

"Do you know who or what killed him?"

Isaac nods

"Then why don´t you go with the police?"

"It´s complicated" And after that response Isaac leaves without giving Stiles chance to ask again.

….

When Allison opens the door, finds her house dark, he hasn´t come home, good, leaves her bag in the couch, she has homework, but it´s too thrilled to think about school, the kiss, her heart, it wasn´t as she imagined it, but it felt fine, more than just fine, good indeed. She poke her keys and throws them over the pantry, who was the thought, she has a car, a hot captain boyfriend, her dad isn´t angry with her anymore and… a buzz. There is a buzz, so low, it´s almost inaudible yet there it is, could be her cellphone? She checks it up, has a lot of texts from Lydia and then her heart leaps when read Scott´s name below in the messages hub.

"Had a great day, hope can see you again" Read the text.

"We´ll see tomorrow at school" She writes and a smirk flashes her reddening face.

"I wouldn´t miss a school day again, but I was thinking about a more private place"

"I´m sure we can think a better place for tomorrow" She laughs and leaves the cellphone on the table, approaches the fridge and takes some carrots and tomatoes and start cutting them, hears the buzz again but her phone´s screen isn´t flashing, continues her slicing and then the buzz in her ears, she cleans her hands and takes the phone, Scott hasn´t replied yet, her hub is empty but yet the buzz… She walks around the kitchen but it doesn´t feel like it comes from any of the appliances, so she walks toward the drawing room and then it gets louder, she tilts her head toward the basement straining her ears, it came from downstairs.

Allison came down hesitantly and turned on the light of the basement, from her point of view it all seemed at its place, except for… shit, the corner was empty, the corner, the corner where his dad has left his heavy square, Allison continued climbing downstairs, does it means that her dad has come home after all? He knows I went out. She addresses the pool table and the buzz intensifies, turns her neck, at her left is the little fridge where her dad puts his beers when they play, it is… buzzing and smell like…. Is it burning? It got broken. Allison walked behind it and turned it off, she would tell her dad later to check it up, she stands to keep making the dinner and then spots it a thin dark line carved in the wood, in that corner, and she walks to it to examine it and tugs a finger, the gap enlarges and then she gets it, it´s a fake wall no, it´s not the whole wall just a part of it high enough to fit a heavy square, when she slides it open she see it, her dad hid it probably after she left, but why? She looks at it it's a chest or something, yet it is made of iron or some other kind of metal she´s not sure, her said she shouldn´t touch it but, why he´s been so suspicious about it anyway? It looks ancient and have some figures carved on it, swirls and turn in tiny squares at the end with spikes in the outer lines, what the hell was that? Allison grips the handle and pulls hard, it´s really heavy, gosh! Will she be able to take it out? Just a quick look, she´s thrilled, it moved, dully, it started coming out slightly until is out enough that she can open it, the swirls follow all its shape, the cover its rusty and the swirls touch making a giant sketch, it seems familiar now that she thinks about it, she has seen it before, but where? The lock was open, why open? Why hide it if he would leave it open? Because he didn´t except someone to see it but himself, why her dad wanted to hide that thing even for her? Allison opens the box and lets out a shriek and cover her mouth with her palm, guns, lots of guns and many other kind of weapons, dirks, knives, gunshots and bows and the house´s front door just slammed shut.