Hey guys! :) Back again with the new chapter. Hope you like it!


"Elle?...Elle?..." Stiles called jogging through the mostly empty hallways, he stopped after about 5 minutes, running his hands through his hair, and looking around.

"Find her?" Scott asked, making Stiles jump nearly out of his skin

"... Where did you...?...nevermind...no" Stiles replied gesturing with his hands towards the hall, then to Scott. Scott laughed slightly, then his face went serious.

"Do you hear that?" Scott said, squinting slightly while placing his hand flat on Stiles chest

"What?" Stiles replied starting to talk before Scott shushed him again

"It's...crying..." he said focusing more before he realized who it was, but it wasn't who they expected.

"Allison?" Scott whispered before he called out louder this time, walking quickly down the halls, Stiles close behind. They stopped when they got to the girls washroom.

"Allison?" Scott called, opening the door slightly

"Scott?..." She asked sniffling

"Are...you..um...okay?"

"Yeah..I just...there's been so much going on at home, and school, and with us and Elle..." Allison said slowly getting quieter

"Want to talk?" He asked hugging her slowly, wrapping his arms around her, then pulling back, leaving his hands on her hips. Then leaning his forehead against hers.

"I don't know Scott...Kate is just I don't know, and Elle she just looks so sad, why can't we help her? and are we okay" she asked wiping the tears away

"We will..." Scott replied, kissing her head, but he wasn't entirely sure about that. He didn't know what to expect. None of them did, thankfully there hadn't been much other activity besides that. But unbeknownst to the pack, there would be soon. Stiles dad called earlier, unknowing the situation they were in and told him about a case he'd been working on for years now and just wanted to find out more about. Since now, he had a new outlook on everything, second guessing himself was happening more and more.


The end of the school day came and went, and still nobody had heard from Elle. Allison and Scott had left school early, so that she could use her bow and arrow, and get away from everything. Kira, and Lydia, were both doing their own things, aka spying on Kate Argent. While Stiles was out looking for Elle, Derek and Isaac stayed at Derek's apartment waiting to see if she turned up there.

Stiles was driving in his jeep when he saw her walking down the road, like the first time he picked up Scott after he turned into a werewolf. Honking his horn, he slowed down, almost to a crawling speed, then stopped completely noticing her slightly stumbling.

"Elle?" Stiles asked jogging over then placing a steadying hand on her back. She was crying silently, tears rolling down her face like tiny rivers.

"Stiles. I can't." she sobbed before wrapping her arms around his neck

"It's okay, we'll figure this out" he replied rubbing her back before he stopped abruptly "Elle..." he said slowly "There's a coyote in the woods, but she has the toy from the crash my Dad was talking about earlier, we have to go now" Stiles said, pulling Elle along with him semi-forcefully

"Stiles noo!" Elle cried pulling away from him

"What?" he asked looking shocked

"I can't" she said, as the coyote got closer

"We have to!" he replied exasperatedly, quickly glancing from her to the coyote. Stiles gave one last tug, before he got Elle moving to the jeep, he shoved her in slightly, muttering sorry under his breath as he raced for the drivers side. Although he didn't move fast enough, there was a growl from directly behind him.

"Nice...doggy..." he said turning slowly to face the coyote, his hand still on the handle of his door. "I'm just going to...get in and leave you alone now...okay?" he said quickly before attempting to jump into the jeep. He was too slow, yet again as the coyote caught the end of his jeans pulling him from the car.

"Stiles!" Elle screamed jumping forward in her seat trying to pull him back in. Just then another voice came from behind all of them.

"Stiles!" Scott called, his eyes flashing red, as the coyotes flashed an electric blue. Allison held her bow at the ready all the same, as the coyote morphed into a human girl. Malia Tate, she had aged since she had turned but Stiles remembered the photo from years ago.

"Malia?" he asked frozen with confusion.


Whew! What'd you think? I know, it's short. But yeah. Figured I'd add in a bit before the big chapter. Hopefully I can write it soon, I have 3 papers due this month. One worth 60%! it's crazy. Anyways. Let me know what you think, want to see, etc.. :) Thanks!