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"I still can't believe you convinced all of us to split up," Lucy grumbled under her breath as she fast walked down the hallway with Allison by her side. Their hairs bounced with each heated step of the tiled floors as they were trying to find Lydia or Stiles. Allison decided that Isaac, with Cesar in two, should go and look for Scott considering the two had the abilities to sniff out Barrow's scent. Even though it sounded quite reasonable, in the back of Lucy's head: she believe splitting up would cause someone to get killed considering the psychopath was somewhere in the school.

Allison huffed. "It was for the best and you know it."

"Of course I know it," Lucy retorted with a hint of sass. She stared straight down the hallway, making sure to dodge some students lingering in the halls. "I just have this bad feeling whenever we split up. Never ends up good."

"It never does," she sadly agreed and the two girls turned the corner. It would't be too horrible if it wasn't for Lucy's dad holding a quick conversation with a woman before she disappeared. He commanded some orders to his team before his brown eyes lifted and landed on Lucy. The tanned girl's heart soon stopped as she was now in perfect view for him and there was no attempt to escape. He was approaching the two rather quickly, as if he didn't want them to run away from his grasp and Allison realized what was going on. "Do you want me to do something? Stall him or anything?"

His steps grew closer and Lucy shook her head.

"You go. I'll deal with him, just find Lydia or Stiles," she told her before pushing Allison away. The huntress hesitated, but gave up and rushed out of the hallway to look for her friends. Lucy eyed her before taking a deep breath and turning around to face her father since their small 'argument' at the house the other night. His polished shoes stopped as the agent stood a foot away from his daughter and the man looked down with a serious face, Lucy mirroring the expression perfectly. "What do you want?"

He frowned a bit, but masked it quickly. "Why aren't you in class?"

"Free period," she cooly responded with easy, her composure calm although the nerves were going wild and her heartbeat raced. "Why aren't you leading the investigation and sweeping the school?"

"We did," he solemnly answered her while placing his hands on his waist. "We haven't found any solid evidence of William Barrow being here at the school, but we did receive another tip of him being by the train station so we are moving from here and heading over there."

Lucy panicked as her eyes widen. "W-What? You can't leave! He's here!"

"And how would you possibly know?" He challenged her words and the girl tried to construct a valid response, but she couldn't do that without exposing the supernatural such as Lydia being a banshee. The agent sighed as he ran his large hand through his thick, brown hair while letting some sympathy flash through his eyes. "Listen, Lucy. I know you're feeling quite scared, but we received a tip from someone stating they saw Barrow at the train station meaning he isn't in the school. However, the Sheriff agreed to leave a few of his deputies here until the lockdown has been lifted which is until three."

Lucy didn't want the law enforcement to leave.

He was still here.

He just was.

A light touch on arm caused the girl to jump and snap her gaze at her dad. He was trying to comfort her and this type of contact felt strange for Lucy. His fingers brushed against the fabric of her cashmere sweater making her arm turn numb and unresponsive. Lucy, not sure what to do considering she hadn't technically forgiven her dad and the argument between the two of them was still fresh in her mind, pulled her arm away while shifting her gaze towards the window. The scene outside was as chaotic as inside the hallways with police cars being parked and officers walking around.

The small movement was enough to deepen the agent's frown even more. The hurt emotion was visibly there, but Lucy wouldn't dare see it for her own eyes. She was a very sympathetic person at heart and emotional so Lucy didn't want her dad to break her that easily. Lucy was furious at him for leaving his family behind and should be even more furious with him trying to get Stiles' dad fired from his job.

"I haven't spotted Scott," he spoke from the silence while Lucy had her eyes still glued to the window. "I just want you to know is that I care about your safety and with this killer on the loose, I don't want anything to happen to you two. I promise that the reason I'm back here is because I want to help you two be safe from the dangers that are occurring in this town."

Lucy's brown eyes finally stared back at him. "I'll give him the memo, but it's up to him if he believes your word."

She began to walk backwards, but his voice stopped her. "What about you? Do you believe me?"

"I'm not sure," Lucy merely answered, looking at her dad one last time before spinning around and hurrying down the hall. The girl didn't dare to glance back knowing he was watching her leave and Lucy could feel his gaze burning on the back of her head.

She honestly wasn't sure if she believed his words.

Scott had sent a text to Isaac to meet him on the other side of the school where the basement was held. His hands clutched tightly on the white plastic bag that contained Barrow's hospital clothing and his nose could pick up the man's scent. It smelled awful, like death and despair and Scott tried his hardest not to throw up his breakfast this morning or lunch.

The first to appear were the twins since Scott knew they needed more help, so he decided to put aside their differences for just this one time. He didn't fully trust them since Stiles and Isaac bluntly told how they weren't worthy on being in his pack. Scott had to trust his friends, the people he fully believed the most, and if they said they shouldn't be part of the pack: then Scott would obliged to that.

Scott had given them a court nod. "We need to wait for Isaac."

"Hate that dude," Aiden scoffed quietly, but he fully knew the two werewolves could clearly hear him. The omega werewolf glared at the wall with his hands roughly stuffed inside his jean pockets. Isaac just had to make it difficult for him and his brother to be accepted into Scott's pack. Scott ignored the comment as he eyed the empty hallway. Soon he caught the sight of two shadows making their way and the alpha remained quiet while wondering who was coming. He hoped it wasn't some officers roaming around and it wasn't.

It was Isaac and…the new kid.

Scott quickly pointed his finger at the new person's direction. "Aren't you in my English class?"

Cesar flashed him a grin. "That's what it says on my schedule."

"He's here to help," Isaac intervened with his arms crossed and Scott narrowed his eyebrows in confusion. "Cesar isn't exactly human, but he's not like us. He's called a nagual: a shapeshifter like us and he could help, Scott."

Scott averted his brown eyes at Cesar with awe. "It's strange that I can't sniff you out."

"We have a very complex scent that only family members like me could pinpoint," Cesar smoothly explained as if he wasn't too annoyed by this. "It could go as far with very close friends how could be something supernatural," he nodded to all four, "like you guys, but I would have to give the permission on giving my scent. It just comes down to trust."

"Good to know since more help is greatly appreciated," he answered before giving his attention to the four guys in front of him. "William Barrow. Lydia thinks that he's still here even though the cops searched the whole school, but they didn't have one thing," he opened the bag and took out the blue hospital gown. "Our sense of smell. Each of you take a good sniff; Ethan and Adien you two will search the right wing of the basement. Isaac and Cesar, you guys are with me; we then try to meet at the boiler room."

Scott handed the gown to Aiden and the clothing went around for each person to smell it. The gown soon returned to Scott's hand and took a long sniff before stuffing it inside the bag the clothing came from. Ethan had opened the door that was behind him and lead the way downstairs with the rest of the group following behind.

They had to find Barrow.

Lucy searched for either Allison, Stiles or Lydia before spotting the trio standing near a water fountain. She rushed down the hallway, the wind blowing through her curls before halting to a stop once she was near them.

"Sorry I took long," she breathed out an apology, her heart pumping quickly. "My dad held me up for a few minutes," Lucy then stared at Stiles with an upset frown. "I can't believe the police are leaving since they couldn't find a single trace of Barrow in the school."

Lydia became annoyed. "He's here. The buzzing sounds are growing louder."

"We know that, Lydia," Allison tried to calm her friend down. "We believe you. I just need to head home and look up for some information about flies."

Lucy nodded. "We trust your words, but the school is on lock down until three. How are you possibly getting out of here with deputies roaming the halls and near the exits?"

Allison thought for a moment before glancing inside the classroom. It was empty and secluded enough from any exits on where the officers might be. Gesturing the three to follow her, they stepped inside and made sure not to make any sounds. Allison headed to the window with her fingers sliding against the glass. She was tried to find a way to open it and a soft click caused a small smile to come across her face.

"The Bestiary is literally 1,000 pages long," Allison informed them all while opening the window. "If I'm going to find anything about flies coming out of people's bodies, it could take me all night."

Lydia stepped forward. "And remember, the word in archaic Latin for fly is musca."

"Got it," Allison spoke over her shoulder while jumping out of the window. Lucy knew that Allison could do this and figure whatever it was that Barrow did at the hospital. Lydia held her hands close before turning her attention to Stiles.

"Where do we start?"

Stiles glanced at the girls before saying, "Upstairs."

"Then let's go," Lucy quickly ordered then as she took noticed of the clock. It was almost three in twenty-five minutes and they had twenty-five minutes to find Barrow or something deadly could happen to the school.

The girl prayed that the werewolves would at least find him.

The basement looked very dark with just hints of red coming from the lights above them. Scott lead the way, his nose trying to locate Barrow's scent. Cesar had a different method on finding as his eyes briefly changed from his normal brown to copper slits. In his vision, he had different scents all with their unique color to pinpoint where odors came from. So far he could only see Scott and Isaac's odors, the colors of red and blue clashing slightly due to the close proximity between them. Cesar was just wondering why he couldn't find Barrow's scent.

"So this is how it's gonna be now?" Isaac questioned his alpha and friend with some sass. "We trust them?"

Scott rolled his eyes while glancing over his shoulder. "Just because I'm letting them help, doesn't mean I trust them."

"Yeah, well, I don't trust them either," Isaac rudely scoffed. "Or like them. In fact, I hate them and just want them to die."

Cesar let's a low whistle escape his lips. "Hate is such a strong word. Would you mind if I ask as to why you hate those two?"

"Those two bastards had killed a good friend of ours a month ago," the beta werewolf explained while Scott merely listened as they continued to walk around. "His name was Boyd and the twins had helped this other alpha named Kali kill Boyd. They forced Derek's claws up and Kali just pushed Boyd into his claws, killing him instantly. That's why I hate them and the reason I don't want them here to help. They caused so many problems before when in the alpha pack and now that the pack broken apart: they have the nerve to ask if they could be part of Scott's pack."

"They sound like heinous people," Cesar soon agreed with Isaac and the beta nodded. "Even though your hatred for them is strong, and that they were responsible for your friend's death, it isn't too healthy to focus all of your energy on something negative. That is what my mother told me many times before."

Scott turned around, his eyes landing on Cesar. "Your mother sounds a lot like Deaton. Wise with her words."

"She certainly is," Cesar had agreed with what Scott told him. "You are wise too since you're an alpha correct? To be an alpha is a rewarding, but challenging position and not all are born with a quality of leadership."

Isaac pointed his finger at Cesar. "He's sounding like Deaton too."

Scott laughed while shaking his head. "Come on, we have to find Barrow."

"What if we don't find him?"

"We have too," Scott argued. "Lydia said he was here and I trust her."

As Isaac sighed, he gestured Cesar to follow him. Their eyes roamed further and all three remained high alert of their surroundings. The serial killer could be anywhere, hiding in any place waiting to strike and they had to be ready. A loud ring caught their attention and Scott narrowed his eyebrows together as he realized it was the fire alarm.

"Come on! Let's get out of here," he yelled and lead the way to the exit.

The fire alarm was ringing loudly without stopping.

Lucy and Lydia followed closely behind Stiles who was being furiously pulled by Coach Finstock by the ear. She felt horrible knowing that Stiles was being the one punished by the crazy teacher and the pain was visibly there on his face.

"Pulling a fire alarm on Mischief Night is one thing," Coach Finstock growled at Stiles while leading them outside where the rest of the students were. "Doing it when there's a mass murderer spotted nearby is insane! If I was four years younger, I'd punch you!"

Stiles blinked with confusion as the pressure was finally realized from his ear. "What? Coach, that doesn't make sense."

"Oh, well, it does to me!" He stood by his statement before heading inside to see if anyone else was still in the school. Lucy watched as the man headed back inside and Lydia nudged her to grab the girl's attention back. Lydia briefly touched Stiles' hand as she let her eyes search the place to find their group.

"There," he pointed out and the three quickly rushed across as they approached to where the werewolves and 'catman' which is what Stiles called him were at. Lucy's shoes stopped as soon as she was close enough to where Isaac and Scott were standing, their faces slightly down.

"We didn't find anything," Aiden told the three as soon as they were close to them.

"Not even a scent," Scott added on to what Aiden said.

Stiles let's the information sink it. "It's three o'clock, so school's over. If there was a bomb, wouldn't he have set it off by now?"

"Does that mean everyone's safe?" Ethan asked the group and everyone's eyes landed on Lydia. The girl was surprised by this as she squirmed under pressure. She was certain that Barrow was here, the buzzing of the flies told her, but she realized that the buzzing stopped.

It had stopped.

Lucy noticed how quiet she became and placed a concerned hand on her shoulder. "Lydia?"

The redhead lifted her gaze at Lucy before staring at the group. "I don't know."

"It's okay," Lucy tried to comfort her friend and Lydia appreciated the gestured. Stiles took a hold of the redhead beauty and the two walked away. The twins decided it was time for them to leave knowing their presence wasn't needed any longer. Cesar decided to leave as well, and bid farewell to the three before strutting off. Lucy stared at her brother with soft eyes. "So you guys really didn't find anything."

He shook his head. "Nothing, but I know Lydia isn't wrong. It's just weird that we couldn't find him."

"Dad said some eyewitness spotted him at a train station," she informed him and the werewolf's eyebrows raised. "He told me how he's here to protect us…he asked me to tell you that to see if you believed him or not."

"Well," he coughed quickly while rubbing his forehead. "Do you believe him?"

Lucy shrugged. "I don't know what to believe. I don't know if whatever comes out of his mouth is true or not. I just want to go home."

Before Scott would say anything, their history teacher approached them. "Scott! May I have a word with you?"

Isaac and Lucy stared at each other before looking at Scott who looked lost as well. Isaac had offered to take Lucy home and Scott allowed it. Lucy didn't mind and said goodbye to her brother before walking away from the school campus with Isaac. The curly haired werewolf placed his hand on her back and gently pushed her further.

"You okay?" He softly asked her and the girl nodded.

"Yeah," she ran a hand through her thick hair. Lucy then snapped her head up to give Isaac a faint smile. "I'm just hungry."

Isaac chuckled. "Wanna stop for some Chinese food?"

"Why not?"

Allison clicked endlessly on the mouse.

The computer's screen was the brightest light in the dusk lit room as her eyes concentrated on each page of her Bestiary. She had spent hours on the chair, becoming tired that the words were beginning to morph together. It was bad enough that they were Latin so she had to spend extra time on translating it. Allison wasn't going to give up though since she had to find some information on the flies.

Musca…

The door knocked.

Her finger froze as Allison's eyes peeled away from the computer screen. She wondered who was trying to visit her at this time, but no one came to mind. If it was her father, he would simply just use his keys and come in himself. Pushing the chair back, Allison stood from her seat and maneuver around the desk as she headed outside the room.

The huntress slowly walked down the long hallway. She wasn't going to just open the door without any weapon in hand so she grabbed the small gun that was hidden on the small table in the hall. The door was knocked on again and Allison became tensed.

She stood in front of the door and didn't move just yet. Taking a deep breath, Allison reached for the door knob and clutched it. Swinging the door open, her widen with surprise to see Cesar standing there with a box of pizza in one hand and a black plastic bag that had soda in another.

Allison felt stupid as he smirked. "Pizza delivery."

"I didn't order any pizza," she retorted at him, but the boy's smirk never fell. "What are you doing here? How did the person at the desk let you through?"

Cesar shrugged. "I'm not sure either, but I happened to be in the neighborhood and decided to stop for a visit. Thought you might have been hungry as well."

Allison gave him another look. "How do you know where I live?"

"Your scent," he stated as if it were obvious, but she tilted her head as if she didn't believe him. "All right, that's somewhat true. I kept an eye on you, along with your friends Scott and Stiles, for a few days. Safety concerns of the Nemeton, but it was done out of protection no harm. I don't harm anyone that is innocent."

Allison face softened. "Well I'm not sure whether to be flattered or creeped out."

"Even though I kept an eye on you out of protection," his brown eyes heavily gazed into hers and Allison's breath hitched by the intense contact. "I also keep an eye out for anything that grabs my attention."

The huntress felt her face become warm and she blinked while swallowing. "So you bought pizza. Want to come inside?"

She stepped aside and Cesar strolled calmly inside the apartment. Allison had lead him down the hallway and into the study room where she was doing some research. Cesar settled the box and bag down on the desk, making sure he didn't break anything, and walked around the desk. Allison quickly sat down on the chair and the boy merely stood as his eyes skimmed through the words.

"What are you searching?" Cesar soon asked as he broke the silence. Allison didn't turn around as she clicked on the mouse again.

"Anything to do with flies," she answered mindlessly while heading to another page of the book. "My friend Lydia told me to look for anything with the word musca. Latin for-"

"Fly," he murmured and Allison glanced up. "Musca sounds very close to the spanish word mosca. Just change the u to an o."

"Can you read Latin?"

Cesar inched his body closer towards Allison and the girl tried to remain calm. "I can try. It's a bit rusty, but I'll see if I could remember."

Lucy laughed as she opened the door.

"I can't believe they actually did that to Coach!" She exclaimed while heading to the living room. Isaac was carrying the bags that held their food and he used his foot to close the door. He had just told her what Stiles and Scott did to the Coach's office, drilling out all the nails while holding everything with a long string. Lucy plopped down on the coach with a giggle as she stared up at Isaac. "That's just purely genius."

Isaac sat down beside her while placing the bags on the coffee table. "Scott told me how Coach even this other gift since he thought it was another prank."

"What was it?"

Isaac took out the containers. "A coffee mug with his face on it. Apparently Greenberg gave it to him."

"Of course it was Greenberg," Lucy shook her head as she opened her container. The aroma of vegetable lo mien caught her nose. She hadn't realized how hungry she was and was surprised she barely ate anything this whole entire day. She dug in her fork into the meal and twirled it around before raising the utensil into her mouth. Her eyes closed as she slowly chewed her food and swallowed it down. "So good…this is just what I needed."

"You really were hungry weren't you?" He raised an eyebrow as he took a bite from his food. Lucy nodded as she lets the fork spin around the container. Her brown eyes soon gazed at it and her twirling stopped. "What's the matter?"

"Nothing," she sighed while settling the food down on the table. "It's just I'm still remembering the conversation with my dad, that's all."

Isaac then placed his food down while scooting closer to the girl. "Did he say anything stupid?"

"No," she shook her head. "He claims he's here to protect us due to all the murders that had happened, but I just don't know. I just can't believe him with that."

Isaac placed his finger underneath her chin, making her look up. "Hey, listen: it's okay if you're confused. He's your dad, but you don't have to believe what he says right away," the werewolf took a long sigh as he closed his eyes before opening them again. "Before my…before my dad died I believed every word he said. With my mom and Camden dead, I had no choice, but to listen to my dad. Then again he abused me and I had no one back then for guidance."

Lucy gave him a frown. "Isaac…"

"No it's okay," he waved his hand. He looked down at her hands and Lucy noticed his eyes become red with tears. "I'm not afraid to admit it. I'm not afraid anymore ever since the bite and since becoming a werewolf: I realized half of the stuff my dad told me weren't true at all. Stuff like me being the reason my mom died or that Camden headed off to the army and he died. It was never my fault, but my dad drilled that into my head."

Lucy pulled Isaac into a tight hug, her arms sliding behind his neck while the werewolf snaked his arms on her waist. She placed her chin on his broad shoulder before moving her nose closer to his neck. Her mouth reached the side of his ear and she murmured inside of it. "We have idiot fathers, Isaac."

He lets out a soft chuckle, the noise rumbling through his chest. "I know."

Lucy slowly pulled herself back while leaving her arms around his neck. His hands had stay on her waist and the pressure there felt familiar to Lucy. Isaac's ocean like eyes heavily gazed at her without breaking contact. He had missed this close proximity like before and her scent was sending his wolf crazy.

He missed the aroma of her sweet vanilla like scent. He still had her scarf and even though the odor was fading away, it was still there on the fabric. He missed how his fingers would touch her soft warm skin against his cool touch. He missed how his nose would just dig into her silky, smooth hair and just breath the scent of hers. Her natural scent that he could easily pick up from a mile away. Isaac had kept his promise on getting her back no matter how hard or long it would take.

Isaac took this opportunity to move his head closer towards Lucy. He long for her lips again on his and he wanted to kiss them again. He realized that Lucy hadn't pushed him away or make a sudden move. It was as if she were paralyzed in a trance and Isaac lets a small smile appear on his lips. She wanted this too and Isaac was completely happy about it.

He was going to do it.

He was going to do this.

As their eyes closed, the werewolf could feel her hot breath tickling his face. They were very close, their noses touching and Isaac had to think to himself if this were just a dream. He wasn't sure if what was happening was actually real or not, but he didn't care.

He was going to do it.

That was until a phone rang.

The two teenagers opened their eyes and jumped from the sudden noise that blared around them. Their eyes gazed directly into each other, blue and brown, before Lucy turned her head to the right to see it was her cellphone ringing. Her arms slipped away from Isaac's neck and the wolf inside himself howled in displeasure while she reached to answer the phone. He slipped his arms away from her waist and leaned against the couch with his fingers pinching the bridge of his nose.

Lucy stood from her seat as if it were burning hot. "Oh my god, what? Barrow has her?"

Isaac snapped his eyes opened as he snapped his gaze at Lucy. "Who does he have?"

"Kira," Lucy quickly answered him as she paced nervously near the couch. "No, Isaac is with me. Just tell me where you guys are and we'll be there. Okay…okay…got it. See you in a few minutes."

Isaac watched as she hung up and Lucy's hand clutched the phone tightly. The werewolf stood from his seat and gripped her shoulders while shaking the girl. "Lucy, talk to me. Tell me what they said."

"Lydia told me to go to the power substation," she informed him with a weak tone. "We have to go to the power substation. The one that's only a few miles from here."

Isaac snatched the keys while holding Lucy's hand. "Come on, let's go."

They headed outside the house, but Lucy remembered something. "How are we going to get there? We have no car!"

Isaac stopped for a few minutes as he thought. The werewolf then got an idea as he rushed to her neighbors backyard and Lucy tried to stop him, but he wouldn't listen. Isaac soon returned with a bike in his hands, the chain ripped off and Lucy gave him a look.

"You did not just steal it," she told him, but Isaac settled the bike down and sat on the chair.

"Hop on!" Isaac motioned her to come and Lucy knew there was no time to argue. Rushing towards him, she stood on the bars while her arms gripped his shoulders tightly. "You okay?"

Lucy nodded. "Just pedal!"

Lydia remained in the Jeep.

She was all alone outside while Stiles and Scott ran inside to save Kira from being Barrow's next victim. Lydia was also waiting for Lucy and Isaac to come, her eyes glancing outside the windows to see nothing but complete darkness. That was until a bike appeared in her view and Lydia realized it was them. She stepped outside of the car as the bike's wheels slowed down to a halt. Lucy hopped off with Isaac dumping the bike to the side once he got off.

"Where are they?" Lucy asked her once she was near Lydia.

Lydia pointed to the large building. "Inside, but Stiles told me that the cops are coming."

"I have to go in there," she said with determination and was about to run inside, but Isaac's vine grip stopped her from doing so. Lucy was surprised by this and spun around while giving him a hard glare. "Let me go, Isaac! Scott and Stiles are in there with Kira!"

Isaac stepped forward. "With Barrow as well! It's a power substation, Lucy! You could get electrified by the maniac!"

Lucy fought against his grip. "I can help! Let me go, Isaac!"

"No!"

A loud noise had rumbled from inside the building causing the pair to cease their argument. There was light emerging from the building as well, glowing brightly from each dark window. The three spun their heads to the power substation, their eyes reflecting the light that glowed. Something was happening inside and Lucy didn't know what.

Did someone get hurt?

Did someone died?

She needed to know and Lucy took the opportunity of Isaac's shock to slip her wrist away from his grip and rush inside the building to know. The girl was running so fast that the voice of Isaac screaming her name soon drowned from her hearing.

Lucy had to know what happened.

Chapter six is done!

Sorry again for taking a long time to upload the chapter. My schedule was busy with school and stuff so ughhhh…so yeah. Sorry again! I can't wait for the next episode since there is a party at Derek's place! Yay party XD. Also, I want to give a shout-out to the 100th follower!

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