Authors Note: Hello all! I'm steady with updates for this right now but I want to know you guys are keeping up so please give me some feedback. You learn a little about Maggie in this update so if you get confused just let me know.
[Stiles POV]
After finding the other half of the body I was ecstatic to have helped my dad solve a case however Scott was still worrying about Maggie not believing him about his hairy situation. I wanted to see it for myself though so I drove out there in the morning before school and saw Scott trying to maintain a low profile as they put Derek in the back of the squad car. Scott met my eyes and looked like he was going to have a heart attack but I wanted to show Derek I wasn't afraid of him. I wanted answers and I wasn't afraid of getting them. I waited until there were no cops around before slipping into the passenger seat. Derek glared at me with piercing, murderous eyes.
"Just so you know I'm not afraid of you." I said instantly getting the intense vibe that he wanted to break through that cage and strangle me.
"Okay maybe I am. It doesn't matter. I just want to know something. That girl you killed, she was a werewolf, but a different kind. She could turn herself into an actual wolf and I know Scott can't do that. Is that why you killed her?" I asked and Derek continued to glare.
"Why are you so worried about me when it's your friend that's the problem? What do you think is going to happen when he shifts on the field? People will just keep cheering him on? I can't stop him from playing but you can." Derek said and I thought about how bad it would be if Scott full on wolfed out on the field. Derek leaned forward and I leaned back quickly. He smelled the air.
"Who else did you bring to my house?" Derek asked looking confused. Maggie came to mind instantly but before I could answer I was being pulled out of the car by my jacket.
"Ow ow ow." My dad had a hold of my arm tightly.
"There now stand. What the hell do you think you're doing?" He asked as I fixed my jacket.
"I'm just trying to help." I defended.
"Okay well how about you help me understand how exactly you came across this?" He asked.
"We were looking for Scott's inhaler." I said covering.
"Which you dropped when?" He started interrogating me.
"The other night." I said quickly.
"The other night when you were looking for the first half of the body?" He asked and I started to get annoyed.
"Yes!" I answered.
"The night you told me you were alone and Scott was at home?" He had followed and I didn't think before I answered.
"Yes…no…ah crap." I sighed looking at my feet.
"So you lied to me." He sounded slightly disappointed but his annoyance was what was truly coming through.
"That depends on how you define lying." I countered.
"I define it as not telling the truth, how do you define it?" He asked me and I pulled a face.
"Reclining your body in a horizontal position." I said making him shake his head.
"Get the hell out of here." He waved me off and I tried to hurry off but he stopped me again.
"Stiles…what the hell happened to your neck?" He pulled my collar away and I felt the scratch that was there from when Maggie mauled me.
"Oh that's nothing. Maggie got mad at me and attacked me last night. No big deal." I brushed it off and he practically jumped towards me.
"You brought Maggie out here last night?! There's a wild animal on the loose and you drag her through the woods?" My dad completely jumped my case and I narrowed my eyes at him.
"First of all, I didn't bring her anywhere. She followed us out here. Despite her making you think we're besties, we're not. Second of all, you're my dad! You should be more pissed she attacked me!" I gestured to the scratch.
"I don't care how upset you are with her you know how dangerous these woods are right now. How could you be so irresponsible?" I could feel people's eyes on me as my dad pretty much accosted me about Maggie.
"She's not my responsibility!" I raised my voice before turning on my heel and walking to the jeep. I knew I'd have to talk to him about my outburst later but I wasn't going to take it in front of all those people. Scott and I rode in silence for a moment.
"Sorry about-" I cut Scott off.
"Just start looking up things on your phone about Wolfsbane being used in burials." I said keeping my eyes on the road. He did as I asked but started to get fidgety.
"I can't find anything." He panted.
"Keep looking. Maybe it's like a ritual or something. Maybe they bury you as a wolf or maybe it's a special skill you have to learn." I said trying to throw ideas out there.
"I'll put it on to do list along with figuring out how the hell I'm going to play in this game tonight." Scott said.
"Maybe it's different for girl werewolves?" I threw out there.
"Okay! Stop it!" Scott said making me glance over at him.
"Stop what?" I asked.
"Stop saying werewolves! Stop enjoying this so much!" He looked like he was in pain.
"Are you okay?" I asked as he seethed through his teeth.
"NO! I'M NOT! I'M SO FAR FROM BEING OKAY IT'S NOT EVEN FUNNY!" He yelled.
"Is this about Maggie not believing you because you can just forget about her-" I said placing my anger on Maggie but he squirmed in the seat.
"NO!" He shouted again.
"You're going to have to accept this Scott, sooner or later." I said trying to assert some acceptance in the mix.
"I CAN'T!" Scott said pulling at his shirt.
"Well you're gonna have to!" I shouted.
"NO! I CAN'T BREATHE!" Scott said before putting his hands on the ceiling of the jeep and growling.
"Whoa whoa! What's happening?!" I asked.
"Pull over!" Scott said.
"What's going on?!" I asked still driving. Scott started going through the bag and found the Wolfsbane.
"YOU KEPT IT!?" Scott asked.
"What was I supposed to do with it?!" I said looking over at him to see his eyes changing color.
"STOP THE CAR!" I pulled over immediately, grabbed the bag and chucked it as far as I could into the woods.
"Okay…okay we're all good." I said turning around and letting out a sigh of relief. It was a bit premature though considering I saw Scott's door was open and there was no sign of him.
"Scott?" I said looking around. We were not off to a good start at controlling his wolf for the game.
[Maggie's POV]
I had decided that I was going to try and stay away from Scott and Stiles for awhile. If they needed time to forgive me for leaving then I would give it to them. There's no point in pretending. I went on a walk getting familiar with the neighborhood again when I saw Allison taking the trash out. I didn't think she'd remember me so I kept walking.
"Maggie? Hey do you remember me from yesterday?" Allison approached me.
"Hey…yeah I remember you. Scott's favorite friend." I smiled slightly and she grinned.
"You look lost." She said looking around.
"I'm just trying to clear my head." I ran my hand through my hair and she frowned.
"Wanna talk about it? I'm a great listener." She said and I shook my head.
"No that's okay. I don't want to bother you." I said and she put her hand on my arm.
"It's really no bother. I'm new here too and I'd love to make a new friend. It's merely a bonus that you have the dirt on Scott." She smiled.
"I don't know about that." I guess she could tell something was bothering me because she looped her arm into mine and started pulling me towards her house.
"Look, Lydia is the only girl friend I've made here and I have a feeling I'm going to need at least one more if I plan on surviving here. Come in and we can talk about whatever is making you frown." Allison opened the front door of her house and I followed her in.
"Wow you have a really nice house." I said looking around. She must have been there for a few weeks considering how set up everything was.
"Thanks. I move around so much they all start to look the same to me." Allison said leading me up the stairs.
"Why do you move so much?" I asked curiously.
"My dad's job keeps moving every few years. I'm pretty much always the new girl." Allison opened the door to her room and I walked in to see boxes still lying about.
"Well then I guess you might know how I feel." I said thinking about Scott and Stiles. She sat in the chair in front of her computer and I sat on her bed.
"Did something happen with Scott and Stiles?" She asked tilting her head to the side.
"It's kind of complicated." I said and she sat waiting for me to speak. I let out a sigh and locked my fingers together.
"The three of us were inseparable as kids. I was sort of an awkward tomboy and Scott was the shy, quiet one. When his mom and dad got divorced it only made him even more withdrawn but since my dad had left my mom and I when I was 3, I helped him get through it." I explained.
"What about Stiles?" She asked.
"Stiles is…special. He did so many off the wall things when we were kids, people thought he was crazy but he's actually pretty smart. I remember once we built a tree house in his backyard and he wanted to add some sort of zip line and ended up being hung upside down in his underwear. We tried to explain it to him that it was pointless because zip lines are meant to go down not up but he was determined to get around the whole climbing the ladder bit." I smiled thinking of the memory and Allison laughed.
"It sounds like you guys had a lot of cool adventures as kids." Allison said.
"We did." I said getting lost in my thoughts.
"Why did you move?" Allison brought me back to earth and I sighed.
"One night my mom packed up the car and said we needed to get out of Beacon Hills. She said it was a family emergency and we needed to leave as soon as possible." I explained.
"That must have been terrifying as a kid." Allison said.
"It was but all I kept thinking was how I'd be leaving the boys behind without even getting to say goodbye. It broke my heart." I looked at Allison who frowned.
"It doesn't sound like you had much of a choice. You did what you had to do. I know what it's like to have to pick up and leave for your family. It sucks but it's not like you wanted to leave. I'm sure the boys know that. I'm just starting to really get to know Scott but he seems like a kind hearted guy." Allison said and I watched her get lost in thoughts of him.
"You really like Scott huh?" I said making her blush.
"Is it that obvious?" She scrunched her face and I laughed.
"Oh no, of course not." I said sarcastically.
"I don't know what it is about him I just…I love spending time with him." Allison said and I got these warm vibes in my chest. Since I was a kid I got physical signs from other people's emotions. I always figured it was because I was such a caring person but I knew it was because of my affliction.
"Scott is one of the most genuine people I've ever met and I can tell by the way he looks at you that you've got a hold on him." I said smiling at her.
"What about you? Got your eye on anyone special?" Allison asked and my mind went straight to Stiles. Her jaw dropped and she swatted my leg.
"You do! Who is it!? Does he go to school with us?" She asked and I stammered.
"I..he…" Before I could make a fool of myself my phone rang. Stiles number appeared and I got up from the bed.
"Saved by the phone. I'm going to run down and get a drink." She said with a laugh before leaving the room.
"What do you want Stiles?" I answered to a panting Stiles.
"Look you're the last person I would normally call in case of emergency but this is urgent. Have you seen anything of Scott in the last hour or so?" He asked frantically as I walked towards the window.
"Not since you both tried to make a fool out of me in the woods. Can't say I have." I said still irritated.
"I don't care what you believe but the situation is dire. Scott thought you should know because he thinks you're the same girl we used to tell all our secrets to but that's his mistake. I'm only calling to see if he's come by your house." Stiles said making me roll my eyes.
"I'm not even at home right now. I'm at Allison's." I said hearing him make a noise.
"GOOD! Stay there and watch out for Scott. He may look a little…different." Stiles said and I looked out the window.
"Different how?" I asked curiously.
"Different like pointy ears, fangs and a bit more hairy than usual." Stiles said and I clicked my tongue against my teeth.
"The werewolf thing is getting old Stiles. Are you guys really that-SWEET BABY JESUS!" My eyes caught sight of something crouched on the opposite roof adjacent to Allison's room.
"What? What is it?" Stiles asked as I stared at the thing.
"S-Scott?" I said in disbelief. He tilted his head sideways as he stared back at me.
"Is he there?!" Stiles asked anxious.
"I-it can't be." I shook my head and the creature frowned like it was upset. I put my hand on the window and watched him raise his head. He slowly went to put his hand against the glass and I knew it had to be Scott. When we were kids and his parents would argue, I'd see him standing in front of his bedroom window looking so alone but I would stand in my window and put my hand on the glass letting him know he wasn't alone. It was something only Scott would know.
"I grabbed you a soda." Allison returned to the room and I looked back at her before looking back at the window to see Scott gone. We heard the screech of tires outside and Allison ran to the window.
"Is that Scott?!" She asked before running down the steps.
"MAGGIE!" I heard Stiles yell in the phone.
"He's here." I said before hanging up. I ran after Allison to see her talking to Scott and who I assumed was her father. They all looked at me but I kept my eyes on Scott.
"Another new friend I take it?" Her dad asked.
"Yeah this is Maggie Carter. Maggie, this is my dad." Allison introduced us and I nodded.
"I-I've got to go. I'll see you later." I pulled my jacket around myself tighter.
"Aren't you coming to the game tonight?" Allison called after me but I didn't answer as I quickly made my way to the house. I heard someone's feet trying to catch up with me and I knew it was going to be Scott before he even spoke.
"Maggie! Maggie wait!" Scott finally jumped in front of me and I stopped keeping my eyes on my feet.
"Maggie please just talk to me. I'm sorry you had to see me like that but…do you believe me now?" Scott asked and I dared looking at his face again. This time there was no extra hair or pointy ears. It was just Scott. Doe eyed, crooked jawed Scott.
"I honestly don't know what to believe." I said honestly seeing the hurt on Scott's face.
"I didn't choose this, Mags. It just happened. I need you to believe me. I can't keep living like this with just Stiles knowing. I need both of my best friends." Scott reached for my hand and I stepped back.
"Please just…" I said biting my lip. I could feel an overwhelming wave of sadness crash against me and I knew it was Scott's emotions flooding my senses. I walked past Scott, up the sidewalk and into the house without looking back. I needed to explain what I saw in Allison's bedroom. I needed to justify what Scott was trying to tell me and I knew the only way I could do that was to open the door to the past. I ran up the stairs to my room and rooted under my bed for the suitcase I had hidden there. It was filled with all of my mother's belongings that I could pack before Karen brought me here. I needed answers and if I was going to get them anywhere it would be in my mom's things. I started rooting through the papers and books when I heard someone clear their throat.
"I thought you didn't want anything to do with that." Karen leaned against the wall with her arms crossed over her chest.
"I need answers." I said not looking at her.
"Answers to what?" Karen asked and I realized I couldn't exactly tell her that Scott may or may not be a werewolf.
"Why I feel what other people are feeling? Why I get so overwhelmed by emotions and bad feelings that I feel like I'm going to collapse? I thought if I didn't practice it, I wouldn't feel it but I do and it's getting stronger. I'm not some green faced, crackling witch-" Karen stepped into the room and cut me off.
"Neither was your mother. What we do cannot simply be defined by the cinema stereotypes Margret and you know that." I sighed at Karen's words.
"I'm sorry for saying the W word. You can put the full name back in the vault." I said as Karen sat down next to me.
"Those feelings that you get are supposed to be triggers. You can control them but you said you wanted nothing to do with it. We're healers, protectors of the supernatural realm and controllers of the four elements fighting against those that choose the life to destroy rather than create. We don't make love potions and fly on brooms. Being a witch is in your blood, it's your birth right." Karen knew I blamed this family legacy for my mother's murder and that's why I choose to put that life in a box when I moved back here but I knew how important that life was to my family.
"I'm just not ready for all that comes with that yet." I said simply and she nodded.
"Well I'll be here to help you along the way once you're ready." She said patting my shoulder. I looked back down at the books and didn't see the one I needed.
"Can I ask you a question without you asking one in return?" I looked over at her and she squinted her eyes.
"Sure what's the question?" She answered.
"I don't know much about the supernatural realm but I know that witches exist. What else is out there?" I asked and she made a face like she was flooded with ideas.
"That's a very loaded question but I something that might give you some insight to some of the things out there besides us." She walked out of my room and I heard her go up the stairs towards the attic. I wasn't allowed in the attic until I had agreed to start learning the craft so I sat impatiently waiting. I rubbed my pendant and felt some of the stress melt away. Some days I felt like whenever I rubbed the pendant my mom would somehow be the one to pull all the stress or worry out of my heart and ease my pain. I let go of the pendant as Karen returned and handed me a old, worn brown book. I flipped the cover open and read the title.
"Realm of Superior Being's…how old is this thing?" I asked feeling the dust come right off the book onto my fingertips.
"Trust me if it walks the Earth or has ever made its presence known then it's in this book. Just make sure this stays with you. It's important that you keep what we are under wraps. There is enough crazy in the world and we don't need protestors or reporters on the front lawn trying to stone us." Karen said making me look up at her.
"I'm joking, God you kids are so tense these days." Karen left the room and I took a breath before opening the book. There wasn't some sort of index I could look up werewolves in so I had to skim the pages. My phone went off a few times and I knew it was Scott the first couple of times so I didn't bother answering. I got a text from Allison and that's when I realized I was late to the game. I let out a frustrated sigh as my uncle Louis walked by the door.
"Aren't you supposed to be at some game?" He said holding onto the door frame.
"Yeah I'm running late." I ran my hand through my hair and he glanced at the book in my lap.
"No wonder your aunt was thrilled. Finally decided to start learning your craft?" Louis walked into the room.
"Sort of, I was actually looking for something and I can't seem to find it. These books should have an index." I said making Louis laugh.
"Yeah something tells me the people that recorded these creatures weren't really thinking of cataloging it. What specifically are you looking for?" Louis teased.
"It's stupid. Forget it." I closed the book and Louis sat down.
"Maggie, there are creatures in here that exist for the sole purpose of being gassy in order to provide foul fragrance to the Earth. Nothing you could come up with is stupid." Louis asked making me feel less worried about just asking. Louis wasn't a witch but he knew what our family was and supported it.
"I was looking for the chapter on…on werewolves." I watched his face freeze rather quickly.
"Is…is this about your mother?" Louis asked and I cocked an eyebrow at him.
"What? No I just…wait what do werewolves have to do with my mother?" I asked and he shook his head.
"I don't know what the sudden curiosity with werewolves is but you should keep it under wraps around your aunt. It's a very sensitive subject." He got up from the bed and made like he was going to leave.
"It's important Louis! I need to know more. Please…I won't mention it to Karen if you just point me in the right direction." I begged from my place on the bed. He gripped the doorframe with his back still to me before turning around and looking at me.
"Only if you promise me that you won't go seeking out battles that aren't meant for you to fight. This is very important Maggie. The world is full of creatures but werewolves are unpredictable and that makes them dangerous. The lifestyle of a wolf pack is all about power and control. The last thing you want to get caught in the middle of is a power struggle. Promise me." Louis pointed at me and I looked at how serious his demeanor had become. It was disconcerting but I nodded my head at him.
"I promise." I said holding his eye contact. He walked over and opened the book without even looking at the pages before walking back towards the door.
"Remember that no knowledge comes without a price." Louis said before walking out of the room. I looked down at the page and the first thing my eyes met was a picture of a giant wolf standing on its legs like a human would. I read the pages over and over again learning as much as I could until I realized there was a good 200 pages worth of material on werewolves in just this book. I looked over on my dresser at the picture of Scott, Stiles and I as kids and realized a truth I wasn't sure I could handle. My best friend was cursed.
[Scott's POV]
I couldn't get my head in the game after that run in with Maggie and Allison. Stiles walked into the locker room and stopped when he saw me.
"There you are. Maggie said she saw you and then hung up on me. Add that to the list of reasons why she's such an awesome friend. Rude much?" Stiles threw his bag down next to me and started adjusting his pads. I tried texting Maggie again but she still hadn't responded to the other two that I sent.
"Why so glum?" Stiles asked walking over towards me.
"Maggie saw me." I said with a sigh.
"Well I'd hope so with eyes as big as hers. Sometimes I think she's an alien." I looked over at Stiles and he realized I was being serious.
"She saw me as…you know." I whispered and Stiles jaw dropped.
"Oh…well I guess she believes you now huh?" Stiles hit my shoulder and I shook my head.
"I think she's scared of me. I thought if she saw me as that, she would know I wasn't lying to her but it only backfired. She's never going to want to talk to me again." I admitted sadly. If I couldn't tell Maggie my dark secret then how was I supposed to tell my mom or Allison?
"You've got other things you need to worry about, like not wolfing out in front of the town. Maggie is one person. There are tons out there now." Stiles pointed out not helping my nerves.
"I thought you'd be trying to talk me out of playing in this game." I said honestly.
"I just hope you know what you're doing." Stiles said with a sigh.
"If I don't play I lose my spot on first line and Allison." I said but Stiles groaned.
"Allison's not going anywhere and its one game you really don't need to play." Stiles argued and I looked at him.
"I wanna play! I wanna be on the team and I wanna go out with Allison. I want my best friends to get back to the way we used to be and have a semi-freaking normal life." I let out some of the built up frustration and Stiles just frowned at me.
"I get it man." Stiles sat down next to me on the bench.
"Just try not to worry too much when you're out there or get too angry or stressed." Stiles ran down the list.
"I got it." I said finishing up my pads.
"Don't think about Allison being in the stands or that her father's trying to kill you or that Derek's trying to kill you or the girl he killed or you killing someone if a hunter doesn't kill you first-" I cut my eyes at Stiles who realized he was babbling.
"I'm sorry…good luck." Stiles got up quickly and I hit my head against the lockers.
"Please let this work." I whispered to myself as we all ran out towards the field. Jackson kept cutting his eyes at me and I just shook it off. I glanced into the stands and saw my mom who had a bright smile on her face. Sheriff Stilinksi was there too waving at Stiles. I scanned the crowd for Maggie when I was jerked forward by my jersey.
"SCOTT! I just want you to remember one thing for tonight." Lydia said a little too close for comfort.
"Uh winning isn't everything?" I said as Stiles looked at me a bit jealous.
"Nobody likes a loser." She smiled patting me on the chest and walking towards the stands. I saw Allison almost immediately and smiled. She gave me a little wave and I waved back. They blew the whistle and I ran out on the field to get in my position taking a deep breath.
"Please let this be okay." I said to myself. I kept silently praying to myself as the game kicked off but it only took me a few minutes in to realize my team was actually playing against me. I was the only one open and the rather pass it to the other team then me but the moment I actually did get the ball I was shoved from behind by Jackson. I could feel the confusion from the crowd but the excitement that we had scored. I looked over when I heard Allison cheering and saw her holding a We Luv U Jackson' poster. That was enough to make my blood boil slightly. I let out a groan and kept playing until I heard Danny's voice.
"But what if he's open?" He asked looking at Jackson.
"Who's the captain?" Jackson reminded him.
"I just wanna win!" Danny said.
"We will win!" Jackson insisted.
"But-" Jackson cut him off.
"What did I say?" He seethed at Danny.
"Don't pass to McCall." Danny said with protest. Jackson hit his chest and they broke up the little huddle they had going. Now I was pissed. I could feel my wolf trying to get out of me but I tried breathing through it.
"Are you okay kid?" The ref asked me and I just nodded. Allison was now helping Lydia hold another sign in support of Jackson and I looked away ready to turn this game around. The moment the whistle blew again I went for the ball. I jumped over a player on the other team and managed to scoop the ball with my stick before taking off down the field. I juked one, then another, then another, I was tearing up the field cradling the ball like it was a bomb needing to be disposed of before getting to the net and launching it into the net, scoring. The crowd went wild and I could hear Coach telling the team to pass me the ball.
The next time the other team gets the ball all I had to do was stare at the guy and he tossed me the ball like it was no big deal. This time I chucked the ball so hard it tore through the mitt. I could feel the wolf rising quickly and I was starting to lose control when I glanced off to the side and finally spotted Maggie. She was standing with her hands to her mouth steadily chanting something. I tried to focus on her words, her smell, anything to bring myself back down.
Just. Breathe.
I tried doing what she said before glancing at the clock to see there was only about a minute left in the game. I had to hold on until then. They placed the ball down and Jackson surprisingly passed it to me. I started running and the animal instinct in me just took off. I could only see red as I made my way down the field seeing the other players is mere obstacles. In my head I was screaming NO! but I didn't have much of a choice as the clock started to tick down. I could see the terror in the other player's eyes right before I threw the ball into the net with incredible force and winning the game. While everyone cheered I could feel my claws tearing through my glove. I ran for the locker room and kept trying to talk myself out of changing. I punched the lockers and tried to get my pads off of me as I walked towards the bathroom. I groaned aloud as I leaned over the sink, looking up and seeing the monster that I was. I punched the mirror shattering the image before I heard her voice.
"Scott…are you in here?" It was Allison. I panicked and tried to pull myself out of this change as quickly as I could. She continued to search for me and I could smell her fear.
"Scott?" She hid for a moment before walking towards the showers. I finally managed to pull myself together when she walked up and put her hand on my back.
"Are you alright? You scared me." She admitted and I turned around looking at her.
"Yeah…sorry I got kind of light headed." I covered.
"Maybe it was the adrenaline? You were pretty amazing out there." She smiled at me and I felt everything in my stomach unclench.
"Sorry for acting weird today." I said.
"It's okay. I can handle weird." She said making me feel comfortable.
"To be totally honest you make me kinda nervous, like really nervous." I admitted.
"I do?" She laughed.
"Yeah, I just really want to make sure I get my second chance." I said seeing her face ease.
"You already have it. I'm just waiting for you to take it." She said backing up, inciting me to make the first move.
"Well maybe I need to learn to take more chances." I said stepping towards her.
"Maybe you do." She answered before I closed the space between us meeting her lips with my own. I felt a shock run through my and an instant radiating warmth run from my spine to my chest like I was being electrocuted but in the best way possible. When she pulled away she giggled.
"I gotta get back to my dad." She smiled at me taking my hands.
"Okay." I said completely out of breath. She kissed me once more before letting go of my hands.
"Hi Stiles." She said letting me know Stiles was in the room.
"Hey yeah." Stiles waved at her as she left. I walked out towards Stiles with a goofy grin on my face.
"I kissed her." I said feeling the excitement afterglow still pumping through my veins.
"I saw." Stiles said.
"She kissed me!" I said confirming that Allison and I indeed had kissed.
"I saw that too. Pretty good stuff huh?" Stiles said as I tried to find words to say.
"I-I don't know how but I controlled it. I thought I had it on the field when I saw Maggie and listened to her but then I just lost it and somehow managed to pull it together when I thought about how horrible it was for Maggie to see me wolfed out. I don't want Allison to ever see that. Maybe I can actually control this." I said sighing with relief but I could feel the tension coming off of Stiles.
"Yeah, we'll talk later then." He patted my arm and I stopped him.
"What is it?" I asked.
"The medical examiner looked at the other half of the body we found." Stiles rubbed the bridge of his nose.
"And?" I said.
"Well I'll keep it simple: medical examiner determines bites on girl not human but animal, Derek's human not animal, Derek not killer, Derek let out of jail." Stiles said making my stomach go instantly back to knots.
"Are you serious?!" I asked.
"Yeah and here's a bigger kick in the ass, my Dad ID'ed the body. It's Laura Hale, Derek's sister." Stiles said biting his lip.
"Oh crap, we're so dead." I ran my hands through my hair and pulled on it.
"Dude." Stiles said hitting me. I followed his gaze and saw Maggie standing there.
"Hey-" I started but she put her hand up stopping me.
"Just listen okay?" She said softly and I nodded.
"I'm sorry for running away from you earlier. I would never want you to think that I was afraid or appalled of you. I didn't know how to react to what I saw but the one thing that never left my mind was that it was still you underneath it all." Maggie said as Stiles and I stood there in silence. She stepped closer to us.
"Look, I did some research and…I believe you. But I have a lot of questions that need to be answered, no more lying. I'm done with lying. If you promise to be completely honest with me about all of this then I will do everything I can to help. Can you promise me that?" She asked looking at me directly. I heard Stiles huff under his breath and quickly answered her.
"Yes! Absolutely, I promise." I said. Stiles jaw dropped and I knew he was about to blow this.
"Wh-" I cut him off.
"Shut up." I hit his chest with my hand and he shook his head.
"Fine." Stiles threw his hands up before closing his mouth for once. Maggie nodded at me before backing out of the locker room and leaving Stiles and I standing there.
"Am I aloud to talk now?" Stiles asked as I sat down on the bench.
"If you must." I said letting my head fall into my hands.
"How is it fair that she comes back after ditching us for 6 years and demanding answers when we still haven't gotten one for why she bailed in the first place?" Stiles asked throwing his arms out again.
"I thought you didn't care what her excuse was for leaving?" I asked seeing his face screw up.
"I-I don't. I could care less why she left. I'm not the one who wants to be friends with her again, that's you. I just don't think she's in the position to demand things." Stiles was lying but for the first time I actually got hope out of a lie.
"What? Why are you smiling?" He asked as I stood up.
"For a second, you forgot I was a werewolf and could hear your heart beating." Stiles swallowed hard as I patted his chest.
"I don't know what you're talking about." Stiles brushed me off and I laughed.
"You're lying. Everything you just said was a lie which means two things." I pointed out as he threw his pads off.
"That I enjoy lying to you?" Stiles pitched.
"No that not only do you want answers as to why Maggie left but you still care about her." I smiled when I said it and Stiles glared at me.
"Keep it up Scott and I'll switch teams. I'm sure Allison's dad could use a spunky assistant werewolf slayer." Stiles said with annoyance in his tone. Despite Derek being on the loose and the still lingering threat of Allison's family trying to slaughter me I felt at ease. I've never felt stronger then when Stiles and Maggie were at my sides.