All I can say is that shit is about to go down in this chapter...

Night had fallen on Beacon Hills in a matter of hours after school had ended. Allison and Sam were riding in Allison's car to Carlo's Mini Golf Putt for their double date. "You're really quiet tonight, what's wrong?" Allison asked, while still keeping her eyes on the road ahead.

"I can't believe I agreed to this" Sam replied, shaking her head.

"Well it isn't like he did anything to you, I mean, give him a chance you only just met him."

"My point exactly" Sam said.

"C'mon, if you do this for me just this once, I'm sure I can repay you back somehow" she said smiling.

Sam let out a sigh, "I hope you know how much of a torture sentence this is going to be for me. You're lucky you have a friend who loves you so much."

Allison laughed, "You're right, I am lucky" she said in agreement.

Soon after, the two reached the entrance to the golf putt unaware of the rugged old Jeep parked in the far away bushes…

"After I specifically told you to make sure Jackson stayed away from her!" Stiles said frustrated.

"I know. I'm sorry Stiles" Scott said apologetically, "If it makes you feel any better I'll do a better job watching her now that she's here with us."

Stiles didn't answer; he instead tried to collect his thoughts. He looked up and saw Sam through the windshield talking to Allison outside. "And she looks really good too! Ah man, Jackson's gunna be all over her!" he exclaimed.

"I better go," Scott stated, putting his hand on the door handle but then quickly added, "Everything's going to be fine. I'll watch her, I promise."

Stiles gave him a worried look and then nodded. With that, Scott left to catch up with the two girls.

It was only about half an hour into the game when Sam and Jackson were beating Allison and Scott. "You just suck at all sports without some sort of advantage, don't you" Jackson said quiet enough for only Scott to hear.

Although it was only half an hour in, Jackson was getting on both Scott's and Sam's nerves. It first began when Jackson put his arm around Sam and she shrugged him off. Then, he started flirting with Allison which had started to aggravate Scott. Next, came the occasional 'Oh I'll help you Sam' as he ran over to her side helping her position the golf club another way, just to have an excuse to touch her. Everyone knew that Sam was a better golfer on her own and she was actually most of the reason as to why her and Jackson were winning anyway.

Finally, Jackson decided to give up his charm on Sam for now, since she wasn't giving in. Though, that didn't give him any indication to not move on to Allison…

So, while Sam was over on the other corner getting another golf club, Jackson decided to help Allison. His arms were wrapped around her so tightly that even sweet little Allison now became a little annoyed with Jackson. Scott sensed she was beginning to feel uncomfortable so he said, "I think that's enough."

"Oh no, we're just getting started" he replied as casually as possible.

"Fantastic" Sam stated sarcastically.

"It's alright Scott, just this last hit" Allison told him.

"Alright" was all Scott could mumble. He then walked away towards Sam.

"So should I just say I told you so or should I just say I told you so?" she asked Scott.

"Oh, how Jackson's a typical douche bag, lacrosse playing piece of crap? Oh yeah" he said angrily, though trying to control his rising pulse.

"Don't worry, I already figured out how to kill him. I just need to plan out where to hide his body," she whispered to him, "Oh and the evidence."

He smiled. Scott noticed her way of thinking, jumping to conclusions and whatnot, was very similar to the way Stiles would think. "So what were your plans after school before this stupid date got dumped on you?" Scott asked trying to not think of Allison on the other side of the fake grass with Jackson.

"Well, I was supposed to go to Stiles' place to redecorate his Jeep since I won a bet between us the other day" she said smiling at the vivid memory.

That caught Scott's attention. "He actually agreed to that?! He must really like you. Everyone's been trying to get him to fix that Jeep of his but he just won't budge."

Sam grinned, "Well, that's all going to change."

Scott then thought of asking her another question about Stiles until a golf ball went flying through the air and over the fenced off court. "Nice hit" Jackson said smiling a little too sweetly at Allison, while his arms were still around her. "Thanks" she replied. She soon after, finally, shrugged him off.

"I'll go get the ball" Sam said, dodging an opportunity for Jackson to give her another taste of his 'charming ways.'

"Are you sure?" Scott asked looking into the deep dark forest-like environment the ball had flown into. He had wanted to keep the promise he made to Stiles.

"Yeah, I'll be back soon" she said, even though she was planning on getting as far away from Jackson for the longest time possible. Golf club still in hand, she walked over to gate and set out in search of the ball.

Something's wrong here, Scott thought quickly. His werewolf senses began to overcome him in wonder of what it was exactly that felt odd. He kept his gaze on the forest where Sam disappeared in. Allison saw his body begin to go stiff and immediately came over and placed her hand in his. Scott snapped out of his trance and looked over at Allison and then simultaneously at Jackson. He too was looking into the forest but his eyes seemed to be focused particularly on the path Sam had taken. It also looked like he was calculating or devising something over in his head. He rapidly stopped though, since he noticed Scott watching him.

Several minutes went by…

"I wonder, what's taking her so long?" Allison said, now a little worried, "I should have gone with her."

"I'll go see if she needs some help" Jackson said quickly after and dashed for the gate before neither Scott of Allison could object.

"Something's wrong here" Scott thought again but this time out loud. Allison gave him an uncertain look.

A few feet from where Scott and Allison were, Sam was still searching for the ball. "Stupid thing, where is it?" she asked aloud. She then got on her knees and began moving some leaves and piles of dirt around hoping it would turn up soon since it felt like she'd been looking for it for hours. Sighing, she got up after realizing it wasn't there. She rubbed off the dirt and leaves that were on her, thinking that all hope was lost for this little, white ball until she saw something gleaming in the moonlight by one of the overgrown bushes. Picking up her club, she paced over to it.

There lay the ball that would soon later have caused great chaos.

Not too far off, Stiles was still sitting in his parked Jeep hoping that the date would soon be over and that Sam would remain untouched by Jackson. He knew that that wouldn't be likely but he denied it completely in his thoughts. He turned on the radio to get his mind off the whole dilemma he was in and just closed his eyes.

For a golfing area it did seem pretty quiet except for the ongoing rustle of leaves and crickets down by the foot of the ground.

Finally, he came to the conclusion that the music wasn't working so he quickly turned it off and just stared off into the distance where the entrance of the mini putt stood, both hands still on the steering wheel.

What came next caused him to jump. There was a scream deep at the heart of the mystic forest and it caused Stiles to think of one thing and one thing only.

Sam.

He got out of his Jeep and ran.

"Did you hear that?!" Allison shrieked.

Scott began to go frantic. "I want you to stay here, alright? I'm going to go check what's going on" he said quickly running toward the gate.

Allison rapidly grabbed him by the arm, "What?! No! I'll come with you!" Scott knew if he told her to stay she wasn't going to, plus he didn't have time to argue with her since they needed to see if Sam was okay. Fast.

So, he grabbed her by the hand and they both hurriedly raced off into the unknown danger that lied ahead.

The ball that was lying on the ground had started it all. As Sam walked up to it and picked it up, she had smiled at her little victory, though her expression completely changed when she came face to face with Jackson… only it wasn't him exactly. He was much more animalistic.

Werewolf, she thought.

He was hairier, buffer, and his bright blue eyes were glowing which had caused her to scream in alertness. What came after that was all very sudden.

She began running in the opposite direction having dropped the troublesome golf ball but still gripping onto her golf club very tightly. She knew even by running her fastest that she couldn't outrun a werewolf, years of secretive experience had taught her that. So, she slowed her running down by a minimum and did only what she possibly could have done with the only weapon she had.

Jackson took this as an advantage to him, not knowing that Sam had done this on purpose. She hid behind a tree hoping he wouldn't be able to hear her heart beat racing after her quick and exhilarating run. She then hoped for the best as she raised her golf club slightly.

At this point Stiles had just ran into the clearing across from where she was standing, while Allison and the now werewolf Scott had entered from the left. Just as the three were about to run to her, Jackson jumped out.

"NO!" Stiles, Scott, and Allison all yelled.

And just like that, Sam swung the golf club as hard as she could which sent Jackson flying toward a tree near Scott. She hit him right in the gut, which caused him to go unconscious as his body laid limp.

Sam's club was broken in half, her jeans were ripped, and dirt was smeared on her cheek as well as the rest of her clothes but that wasn't why neither Scott, Allison or Stiles didn't respond to her almost being killed right in front of them. Their faces were full of astonishment, worry, and fear all wrapped into one, not knowing what to say to her. She stared back at three of them equally trying to acknowledge the fact that they saw everything.

It seemed as though she'd dealt with Jackson the werewolf like an expert.

So... what do you think of this chapter? What's up with Sam? How could she have possibly...? (Don't worry it'll all be answered soon :P) I had a lot of fun writing this chapter in particular just 'cause I got to toy around with the dynamics of some the characters together :)

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