Still a little bit of your taste in my mouth
Still a little bit of you laced with my doubt
Still a little hard to say what's going on

I hurried into the library a few minutes after Isaac left me in the classroom. I stopped abruptly, trying to pass by unnoticed, but failed when Danny smiled and waved me over to the table he was sitting at with Jackson. I threw on my most convincing smile and walked over to join them. I took the seat across from Danny and next to Jackson and leaned over and kissed the latter on the cheek. We mostly sat in silence, each studying our own thing when Matt came up and sat in the seat next to me.

"So, who do you know that can get into your house?" I frowned in confusion and glanced over at Jackson.

"What do you mean, like break in?" he asked.

"Or someone who has a key?" Matt suggested. "Who also knows how to edit out two hours of footage out of a tape and knows how to loop it."

"I can do it." Danny said. I glanced up at him and smiled, knowing that whatever was going on Danny was probably the least likely suspect. "I write my own software and I know your mom always forgets to lock the kitchen door."

"I could've done it too considering it's my camera." Matt told us.

I chewed on my lip and tapped my pen against my notebook, trying to force myself away from the conversation. I didn't want anything to do with this if it was going to get me in any unneeded trouble.

"Actually we could've done it together." Matt said to Danny. I glanced up and smirked at the nervous looking boy across the table from me and had to chew on my lip to stifle my laughter when he kicked my shin under the table.

"Alright, I gotta go to my next class, but I'll be back later to help if you guys want it." Matt said as he stood from the table. He glanced over at me and smiled charmingly. I smiled back and then glanced back down to my notebook.

"Definitely." Danny replied as Matt walked away.

When I was sure the other boy was far enough away that he wouldn't hear me I dropped my face down into my open textbook and laughed.

"What?" Danny asked, looking between me and Jackson.

"Got a little crush going on there?" Jackson asked.

"No." Jackson made a noise in protest. "Shut up." Danny defended. "It doesn't matter anyway." Danny told him.

"Why's that?" Jackson asked. I looked up too, curious as to why Danny's crush wouldn't matter.

"Because if you haven't noticed he's completely obsessed with Emma, so. Whatever." I frowned in confusion and glanced over to see Jackson's shocked expression. "Anyway this is going to take a couple of hours."

"So you can't tell me who did the editing?" Jackson asked, moving the topic back to whatever the heck they were talking about with Matt before.

"Is there anyone else you know who can get into your house?" Danny asked, glancing over at me from the corner of his eye. I help up my hands in surrender and turned my attention back to my school work.

The next few minutes were spent in almost silence as Jackson glared harshly off into the distance, obviously in his own little world. I didn't disturb him; instead I focused on the Latin homework I'd been putting off.

"So, Ems," I glanced up to see Danny smirking at me. "That Matt sure is interested in you." I rolled my eyes and ran a hand through my hair. "You should go for it, he's pretty hot."

"Please." Jackson scoffed. I glanced up to frown at him in confusion. "Why would you go after Matt when you've got me?" he asked with a smirk. He glanced over his shoulder to watch Lydia and Stiles at another table and I frowned.

"Do I?" I asked, drawing Jackson's attention back to me. He raised an eyebrow, asking me silently to elaborate. "Do I have you? Because it seems to me like you're still hung up on someone else." I explained as I gathered all of my stuff. "I have to get to class." I excused myself and walked away from the table.

"Emma." I was grabbed by the arm quickly by my cousin and dragged over to the table Lydia and Stiles were occupying.

A few moments later Jackson joined the group and made sure he stayed close by my side. I rolled my eyes at him, but turned my attention back to Allison as she explained that we were going to have a study group for the Economics midterm. Stiles grabbed Lydia's arm and began dragging her out of the library while Allison, Jackson, and I followed.

"If we're doing a study group, why didn't we just stay in the library?" Lydia asked while pulling her arm out of Stiles' grip.

"Because we're meeting up with somebody else." Stiles explained.

"Hmm, well why don't they just meet us in the library?" Lydia asked

"That would've been a great idea." Stiles replied. "Too late."

"Okay, hold on." Lydia stopped walking. Jackson stepped up from my side and gripped her arm.

"Lydia, shut up and walk." He began leading her outside and the three of us were forced to follow quickly.

I frowned at the two people leading the group and crossed my arms. Allison bumped me in the side and smiled apologetically, but I only shrugged in response. We walked outside and all climbed into Stiles' jeep. I didn't ask questions as to why we weren't taking mine or Allison's or Jackson's cars, but only climbed into the middle seat in the front in between Stiles and Allison.

The car ride was spent mostly in silence aside from mine and Allison's whispered conversation about the plan. I didn't like the part where we were going to most likely have to fight against Derek's pack, but if it meant protecting Lydia I'd have sacrifice whatever weird thing I had going on with Isaac.

I climbed out of the car quickly when we got to Scott's. I didn't want to be in a cramped space with Lydia and Jackson for much longer than what was necessary. Jackson climbed out and stood next to me. His hand brushed against mine, but I paid him no attention.

"If we're studying at Scott's house, then where's Scott?" Lydia was full of questions today.

I walked ahead of them and up the stairs as Stiles explained Scott's absence. When we got inside the three of us watched as Stiles dead bolted the door and peaked out of the curtains.

"There's been a few break-ins around the neighborhood." Stiles explained. "And a murder, it was bad. So…" Stiles nodded.

Allison looked across the group and gave Jackson a meaningful look and then nodded towards the other room.

"Lydia, follow me. I need to talk to you for a minute." Jackson said as he began walking away from the front door.

"Seriously?" Lydia sighed as she followed Jackson down the hallway. "What is going on with everyone?"

I crossed my arms over my abdomen and leaned against the wall next to the doorway. Stiles looked up and the two of us shared an equally annoyed look. Stiles was annoyed because he obviously had feelings for Lydia. I was annoyed because I didn't know if I had feelings for Jackson. A few minutes later, Stiles stood up straight and looked over at Allison.

"They're here." She nodded and grabbed for his phone. She called Scott quickly and waited for him to answer.

"It's me." she explained. "You need to get over here, now." She explained as I looked over Stiles' shoulder at the approaching figures.

The three of us waited in silence for Scott to get to the house as Derek and his three betas moved even closer to the house. I chewed on my lip and watched in silence as Boyd faced Derek and spoke to him. I moved my gaze across the group and pulled myself away from the window in surprise when my eyes met Isaac's.

"What are you doing?" Stiles asked. I looked over to see Allison with her phone in her hand.

"I think I have to call my dad." She told us. I frowned and moved away from the windows and over to my purse. I reached in and grabbed the portable crossbow that went every with me and unfolded it. I doubted that I would use it on anyone, but it was good to be prepared.

"No, but if he finds you here, you and Scott." Stiles tried to convince her not to call.

"I know." Allison nodded. "But what are we supposed to do?" she asked.

"They're not here to scare us." I told them as I stepped closer and looked out of the window. "They're here to kill Lydia." Allison glanced down at her phone and dropped her hand. "So we do exactly what we came here to do." I looked between the both of them. "We protect her."

"I got an idea." I glanced up to stare at Stiles. "Shoot one of them." Stiles nodded towards the crossbows we held.

"Are you serious?" Allison and I asked in unison.

"We told Scott we could protect ourselves." Stiles explained. "So let's do it. At least give it a shot, right?" he looked between the two of us.

"Okay." Allison agreed.

"What?" I stepped closer to my cousin. "Allison, are you crazy? We can't shoot one of them!" I tried to get her to pull away from the window, but she held her ground.

"They're don't think we're gonna fight, so if one of them gets hit I guarantee they'll take off." Stiles told me.

"Or we'll just piss them off?" I replied, crossing my arms and keeping my crossbow close to my body.

"Just shoot one of them." Stiles told Allison, completely ignoring me.

"Which one?" Allison asked.

"Are you both going to ignore how completely crazy this idea is?" I asked, stepping back from the door.

"Uh…Derek, preferably in the head." Stiles told her.

They began bickering back and forth over who to shoot as I stood, staring at them like they were crazy.

"Where the hell is Isaac?" Stiles asked. I looked up after hearing the name and stepped forward to see only Erica and Boyd at Derek's side. I stepped back from the window and closer to Stiles while holding my crossbow in a tighter grip.

The next thing I knew Allison was on the ground and Stiles quickly joined her. I glanced up in shock at Isaac who stared back down at me. I knew he didn't want to, but he was practically forced to disarm me and throw me down to the ground. I stared up at him angrily and moved closer to Allison.

Allison and I quickly helped each other up off of the floor while Isaac was paying more attention to Stiles.

"Lydia." I whispered almost silently to my cousin. She nodded and left me to go and convince Lydia to stay hidden.

I tried hard to pry Stiles away from Isaac, but was only thrown back onto the floor by the werewolf. I glared harshly and picked myself up, diving for my crossbow just in time to save it from being stomped on by Isaac.

"Stiles, Emma!" I heard Allison shout. "It's here!" I froze and turned to look over my shoulder at the general area where my cousin's voice had come from.

I turned around quickly and aimed my crossbow at Erica, who only smirked back at me.

"Oh look, its Isaac's play thing." I glared back at her while she stalked closer to me. "You're not actually gonna shoot me are you Ems?" she asked with a playful pout.

"I'm thinking about it." I replied.

Erica only plowed through me, forcing me back onto the ground and headed towards Allison. I groaned and rolled over onto my stomach.

"That has got to stop happening." I complained. I looked up to see a hand being held out to me. I smiled gratefully up at Stiles while he pulled me onto my feet.

The two of us watched while Scott took care of Isaac and knocked him out easily. He went off to his room and gathered Erica from the floor and then threw both of the betas out onto the front yard. The four of us stepped out onto the front porch and looked over to Derek.

"I think I'm finally getting why you keep refusing me, Scott." Derek said. "You're not an omega. You're already an alpha, of your own pack." Allison, Stiles, and I looked at each other and then returned our gazes back out to Derek. "But you know you can't beat me." Derek smirked.

"I can hold you off until the cops get here." Scott replied and I found myself smirking down at my shoes. Thank God for Lydia Martin.

Our attention was turned to the roof, though, when we heard a hissing noise. I frowned in confusion and moved out onto the yard with the others to see the kanima crouched on the roof of Scott's house. It turned its head and screeched at us before diving off of the roof and running away.

"Oh my god." I whispered to myself. Sure, everyone else had told what the kanima was like, but this was my first experience actually seeing it.

"Would someone please tell me what the hell is going on?" I glanced up and frowned when I saw Lydia standing in the doorway demanding answers.

"But that means…" I glanced up to stare at the spot where the kanima had just been.

"It's Jackson." Scott said.

"No." I shook my head. Everyone turned to me and frowned, but I didn't need their pity right now. I shook my head and walked back into Scott's house. I grabbed my bag and then pushed past Lydia and the others and began walking back towards the school.

"Emma!" I shook my head and crossed my arms over my chest. "Emma you can't just walk out there alone when he's around!" I stopped and glared over my shoulder at Stiles. "Look, we're all upset that it's Jackson, but that doesn't change the fact that he's been killing people." he made sure to whisper the last part to me so that Lydia didn't overhear.

"I'm going back to the school. I'm getting in my car and I'm going home." I told him.

"Let me drive you?" he asked, stepping closer to me. "We need to figure out what our game plan is and we need to find out if there's a way that we can fix Jackson so that he doesn't have to die." I nodded, Stiles was making a lot more sense than just walking out into the night and hoping I didn't get killed by my not quite boyfriend. I followed him back into Scott's house and then climbed into the jeep with Lydia and Allison. Stiles drove us to the school and then we split up into our separate cars to drive home.