"Like I said, I told our dad everything I could." Stiles told Scott and I. Scott and I had been waiting for Stiles to arrive for the past thirty painful minutes.

"But you didn't tell him about Liam?" Scott led Stiles and I to the stairs.

"You barely told me about Liam. It was hard to understand what was going on when you called me and Cilia was rambling in the background and you were barely even understandable." Stiles threw his hands in the air. "What did you do with him anyway?"

I glanced at Scott who nodded to tell me to answer.

"He's upstairs." I said as we kept walking.

"Doing what?" Stiles questioned.

We paused on the stairs and I looked at Scott and he looked at me.

Scott tuned to Stiles. "Lying down."

Way to put it Scott.

We climbed up the stairs and through Scott's room to his bathroom. We walked through and I nervously glanced at Scott. I cannot believe I actually took part in this. Me.

Scott pulled the shower curtain to reveal trembling Liam. I turned away and shut my eyes, but I could still hear Liam's whimpering through the duct tape. He was never going to talk to me ever again. He was never going to want to see my face ever again.

I heard the curtain slowly being closed and I turned back around to face a disappointed Stiles.

He just shook his head and walked into Scott's room. Scott followed. I looked back at the tub before going into the room myself.

Oh my God what had we done?

Scott and Stiles had both taken a spot at the end of the bed, so I just paced beside them thinking about all the terrible outcomes for this situation.

"So you bit him." Stiles stated more than asked.

"Yeah." Scott nodded.

"And you kidnapped him."

"Yeah."

"And you brought him here."

"I panicked."

"Yup..." Stiles pointed to me. "Was this Cecilia's idea?"

"It was more like a joint effort." Scott said and didn't throw me under the bus thankfully. It had been a joint effort though. It was his idea to kidnap him and my idea to duct tape him. I now regretted both of those choices.

Stiles put his hand down. "This isn't going to end with us burying pieces of his body out in the desert, is it?"

I could hear Liam whimpering in the bathtub again. He could probably hear everything that was being said, unfortunately for him.

"As a reminder, this is always why I come up with the plans, and why you should never ask Cecilia for help. Your plans suck." Stiles insisted.

"I know." Scott agreed. "Which is why I called you."

There was a pause before I just asked the question we were all thinking.

"What do we do now?"

Minutes later Liam was out of the tub and in a chair. He was still duct taped up. He was glancing from Scott to Stiles to me. He was going to hate me so much. No, he already hated me. I had kidnapped him.

"Liam, we're going to take the duct tape off your mouth. If you scream it goes right back on." Stiles instructed. "If you talk quietly, it stays off. Got it?"

Liam nodded.

"Okay." Stiles gestured for Scott to take the tape off, but Scott refused.

"Be careful—" I warned Stiles, who disregarded my warning and ripped the tape off, "—ok never mind."

I was standing next to Stiles and kept nervously intertwining my fingers with each other.

Stiles began talking again. "Okay Liam, you've seen a lot of confusing things tonight, and more confusing things are going to happen because of the confusing things that happened tonight. Do you understand?"

Liam shook his head. "Not really." He said uncertainly.

"Good. That's good." Stiles pointed to Liam.

"I don't understand either." Scott said too.

I looked up at Stiles and frowned. "…What?"

Stiles rolled his eyes at me then looked to Scott. "Maybe you should tell him."

"Tell me what?" Liam asked.

You just got bit by a werewolf and now you're going to become a werewolf on the full moon tomorrow night, and no, we're not insane.

"Liam," Scott stepped forward, "what happened to you, what I did to you, which I had to do in order to save you, it's going to change you."

"Unless it kills you." Stiles decided to add.

"Oh my God shut up." I glared at Stiles. Don't scare the kid.

Stiles nodded in agreement. "Shouldn't have said that."

Liam looked appalled. "What?" He looked down and shook his head. He started sniffling.

"Uh oh." Stiles frowned. "Is he… is he crying?"

"Good job idiot." I slapped Stiles on the shoulder.

Scott leaned down to be level with Liam. "Liam, it's ok. You're gonna be alright."

"You're not going to die." I reached out to comfort pat him, but decided against it. The last time I touched him it was helping duct tape him up.

"Probably not." Stiles leaned down too.

"Stop it!" Scott snapped at Stiles.

"Ok, possibly not." Stiles corrected.

"Dude!" I slapped Stiles arm again. Liam was sniffling louder now.

"Would you just help me untie him?" Scott asked Stiles. Stiles nodded quickly and the next thing they were doing was untie Liam.

I took a step back to give the boy room. He was going to need it.

Once he was untied, Liam stood up and faced the window.

"Liam," Scott sounded empathetic, "are you ok?"

"We're sorry about that. We're really sorry." Stiles added.

"Liam?" I just said hoping for a positive response.

Which we did not get.

Liam grabbed the chair and flung it at Scott and Stiles, who fell back and knocked me down. Scott fell straight to the floor. Alpha werewolf taken out by a chair... wow.

"Liam," Stiles began to stand, "what the hell is your—"

But before Stiles could say problem, Liam hurled a fist at Stiles face, which easily made him fall to the floor. Liam then ran from the room. Well, it was obvious that his leg had healed.

"Liam!" I called out, standing up first. I ran over to Stiles and helped him up. Scott was standing too.

"Go get him!" I pushed them out of the room. The both tumbled through the doorway.

"Get him!" Stiles screamed and I saw them run down the hallway.

I quickly followed only to hear a scream and see a glimpse of the three before they fell down the stairs. I slide to the top of the staircase and saw the three dog piled at the bottom of the stairs.

I started running down the stairs hoping to help.

"Leg! I got him!" Stiles shouted as he tugged on someone's leg. "I got him!"

I got to the bottom of the stairs, but Stiles jerked backed and made me fall backwards. I fell onto the second step, and could see the front door swing open and Liam run out. Great.

"I got him! I got him!" Stiles chanted.

"Stiles!" I shouted and he stopped his fidgeting to see that he had Scott's foot, and his own was in Scott's face.

They both sat up and stared out the open door.

"You're plan sucked too." Scott said with frustrated tone.

"I second that." I kicked Stiles lightly. He flinched and shot a dirty look back at me.

Ok, there's chapter seven. I wanted it to be longer, but I only had a short time to write so chapter eight will probably be longer. Hope you enjoyed and be sure to leave a review~ :)