SSooee - Hey! I'm glad you're enjoying this story with a cup of joe in the morning lol. I plan for this story to be a lot of chapters.. I guess somewhere in the 15 chapter neighborhood so settle in!

GFM- Scott definitely wolf's out but it takes a while for that to happen! You'll see why as you read along!

Janine- Stiles whump is definitely in this story lol.

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Chapter 4- Deadline

Scott, Stiles, Lydia, and 6 other students were in the classroom now, along with Joe and 5 of his men. Scotts mind was flooded with ideas, with solutions that could end this nightmare they were trapped in, but he couldn't do it without revealing himself to everyone. Of course, Stiles, Lydia, and his other classmates were worth that risk, and he couldn't let anymore people die, but no one seemed to be in immediate danger right now. Scott knew that him turning was almost inevitable at this point, but he would try and delay it for as long as possible, to do it in front of as little people as possible.

Lydia on the other hand, seemed to be zoning out. Her head was focused on Stiles in front of the room, and how they could escape if he was separate from everyone else. Now more than ever, she realized how much Stiles meant to her and how much her heart would break if she ever lost him. She knew that Scott would never let that happen, but was he faster then a gun? How about six guns? Because that's how many were in the room.

Lydia moved her eyes off Stiles and took in the scene in front of her. Her, Scott, and the rest of the students were sitting in the last two rows of seats, closer to the back of the room. Her and Scott were closest to each other, and she noticed the rest of the students were closest to their friends as well. At the front of the room was the 5 armed men, all keeping their eyes on the students. Joe would occasionally look at the rest of the room, but he paced behind Stiles, watching him like a hawk. Stiles was sitting in Coach's seat, looking at the floor, appearing scared out of his mind.

Joe stopped pacing and looked at the students in the room.

"Nobody here would happen to know about what I'm looking for, would you?" Joe said, in a humored way, expecting the students to know nothing.

He was met with silence. They all heard him say "Desino Stone" on the phone.

"Yeah, I figured as much. Too bad, would've saved your lives." Joe finished, pacing the room again.

Lydia finally built up the courage to say something, and the sound of a voice other than Joe's actually bought a bit of relief to some of the students.

"If… if you don't find it? You're just going to kill a bunch of innocent kids?" Lydia said, her voice laced with fear.

Joe looked at her, surprised she had the guts to say anything at all.

"That's right, sweetheart. Desperate times." Joe said, smiling at her.

"This stone, what exactly.. is it supposed to do?" Scott said, Lydia giving him the courage to speak as well.

"I'm not sure it's worth saying, I don't think you would believe me if I told you." Joe said, his voice still laced with a bit of sarcasm.

"Whatever you think it does, you're obviously determined to get it. I wanna know what it does…please." Scott replied, adding the please at the end, as not to sound so commanding. He may be able to heal, but Stiles and Lydia couldn't. He couldn't afford to piss this guy off.

Joe felt entertained by the whole situation. Why not tell them? What harm could it really do?

"It prevents werewolves from turning if it's in their presence." Joe said. Most of the students looked at him like he was nuts, while Lydia, Stiles, and Scott just looked at each other.

"That's great. We're definitely dead now." One other student said. "He's obviously out of his mind."

"Shut up!" Another female student said in a loud whisper in response.

"I would listen to the young lady." Joe said, eying both students dangerously.

Both students immediately stopped talking. Joe smiled, obviously loving the control he had over the room. He then turned to Stiles, who had been sitting quietly, only occasionally looking at Scott and Lydia, but he was not making eye contact with Joe, by any and all means necessary.

Joe swung the chair around so Stiles was facing him, and not the rest of the class. Stiles slightly sucked in a breath as Joe leaned over him, Scott and Lydia exchanging a glance.

"So, what do you think… Stiles? You think daddy is going to come through for you?"

Stiles didn't respond, he just looked at Joe, getting agitated by the unwanted attention Joe seemed intent to give him. Joe smirked.

"What about your friends and classmates, you think he'll come through in enough time for them?"

Stiles seemed disturbed by the sentence.

"Time?"

"Of course… well I can't wait forever can I? No no no, I have a deadline. A deadline your father has to meet."

Joe's voice was quiet, but it was loud enough that Scott could hear, his wolf senses coming through.

"…or what?" Stiles muttered out.

Joe leaned in closer, whispering in Stiles' ear, it was so quiet, even Scott struggled slightly to hear. Stiles shifted uncomfortably.

"Your father has 4 hours to get me what I want. If he fails, I'm going to kill everyone in this room. But don't worry, I'll make sure you die last in front of dear old dad." Joe said.

When Joe backed up, he saw a tear in Stiles eye and knew he hit a nerve. Lydia caught the change in his demeanor and looked over at Scott, who was looking at Joe and Stiles warily. Lydia knew he heard what went on and moved closer to Scott.

"What was that about?"

Scott didn't even hear her, he was too focused on what was going on in the front of the room.

"You can't just keep that from my dad. How is he supposed to know?" Stiles said, shaking slightly with fear.

Some of the students looked up at this point, hearing the conversation for the first time, except Scott, who had been listening in the whole time.

"Well, I would think he would want to save you as soon as possible. I'd be surprised if he took longer than 4 hours…but I suppose telling him couldn't hurt either. Put a little pep in his step." Joe said, chuckling slightly.

Stiles looked over at Scott, who returned his uneasy gaze, and Stiles knew he had heard everything Joe said. The same thought was in both of their heads, 4 hours until someone dies.

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The Sheriff's car pulled up outside of the Hale house. Malia, Sheriff Stilinski, and Scott's parents got out of the car and approached the front door.

"This is a little gloomy." Agent McCall said, shivering slightly as they approached the front door.

Melissa passed the Sheriff a look, knowing it would be impossible to really talk with Derek and Peter as long as Mr. McCall was around, given he didn't know anything supernatural existed. The sheriff turned to Agent McCall.

"Look, I, uh… need someone to man the radio and you're the only one authorized to do so. You mind hanging back to make sure we don't miss an update from the school?"

"Me?" Agent McCall said, looking surprised that he was the one chosen to watch the car.

"Yeah, I mean, if they speak in police code or something, Malia and I won't be able to understand and the Sheriff well, he obviously needs to speak to the Hale's about this stone or whatever…." Melissa said, looking at the Agent, who nodded, clearly a little annoyed. He walked back to the car and got in, watching the other three knock on the door.

They patiently waited. A few grueling seconds later, Peter answered the door, his signature smug smile on his face.

"Hmm… this is an interesting combination of people."

"Is Derek here? It's important." Malia said, avoiding her "father's" stare.

"Malia can we…" Peter said, ignoring her previous comment.

"Not now!…. Where is Derek?" Malia said, trying to control her temper. Peter looked a little hurt by her outburst, but saw she was clearly distressed. He looked at Melissa and the Sheriff, and they were a complete mess.

"I'm missing something, aren't I?"

"Please, we need to talk to—"

"What's going on?" Derek said, walking in on the conversation. He had heard his name numerous times, distress laced in the voices who spoke it. "Does this have something to do with the hostage situation at the school?"

"It's all over the news." Peter added.

"Scott and Stiles.. they're in there?" Derek asked, but already knew the answer. Why else would Melissa and the Sheriff be here? Derek couldn't hide his concern. He truly valued Scott and Stiles' friendship to him.

"Yes." The Sheriff said.

"Scott could kill them all in seconds, I'm confused as to why he hasn't done that yet." Peter said, looking confused at the group.

"And reveal himself to his classmates? Scott and Stiles aren't the only ones in there, Lydia is too. Along with 6 other students." The Sheriff added.

Derek and Peter looked at each other and nodded. They moved to the side of the entrance, silently telling the three to come inside. Once in the living room of the Hale house, no one was able to sit down, except for Peter, because everyone else was panicking.

"What can we do to help?" Derek asked.

"The guy in charge, he is looking for something. He called it a, uh, a Desino Stone. Have either of you heard of it?"

"No…have you?" Derek said, looking at Peter. Peter shook his head. Derek was about to continue before the Sheriff's phone rang.

Sheriff Stilinksi picked the phone up so fast, it almost fell right out of it hands.

"Hello?"

"Sheriff! It's me again… your favorite bad guy." Joe said with a smile, looking at Stiles, then the other classmates.

"How did you get this number?" The Sheriff said, the last phone call he had with Joe coming from a private number attached to a police van. Derek and the others looked on in urgency.

"Your son gave me your number. He also managed to convince me I was keeping some pretty valuable information from you and thought I should let you know." Joe said, giving Stiles an unfriendly pat on the back. Stiles shivered in response.

"I want to talk to my son. Please."

"Any closer to finding my artifact?" Joe asked, a sense of nervousness in his voice. He was clearly desperate to get his hands on this stone.

"I'm working on it. But I'm not looking anymore unless you let me talk to Stiles!"

Joe looked shocked and yet, impressed.

"Normally, I would deny you with pleasure. But… since you're desperate." Joe put the phone to his chest so the Sheriff couldn't hear. He looked at Stiles. "Make it quick, son."

Joe gave Stiles the phone.

"Dad?"

"Stiles! Stiles… oh my god.. are you alright?!"

Stiles hesitated for a moment and looked at Joe, almost not wanting to say he was okay because he felt like he would jinx it somehow and he, somehow, wouldn't be okay anymore.

"Yeah.. I'm okay."

"Thank God. What about Scott and Lydia, son? The other students?" The Sheriff asked, relief evident in his voice.

"Yeah, they're okay too."

"Don't worry, Stiles. I'm going to do whatever I have to do to get you out of there, okay?! I love you, Stiles. I love you."

The words caused a tear to spring from Stiles' eye.

"I love you t—"

Stiles was cut off by the phone being ripped from his hands. The Sheriff panicked at his son being interrupted.

"Stiles?!"

"That was touching… but I'm afraid I have to cut this short. You have an artifact to find and your son and I have some bonding to do."

"Please… just don't hurt him or anyone else. I'm looking for it."

"No promises. By the way, that little tidbit of information your son convinced me to share? You have 4 hours to find that stone. If you don't find it by then, well… I'm sure you can figure out what happens to these innocent kids. Chop chop, Sheriff."

And just like that, the line went dead.

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