'Stiles?'

I pull up the car, killing the engine.

'Oh, thank God,' he sighs. 'Where are you? You haven't answered a single call of mine for weeks!'

'I needed to get away,' I answer, pulling a hand through my hair.

'Well I need you to come home,' he says, and I can hear sounds I the background.

'What's going on?' I ask, straightening my spine.

'Well, quite a lot has happened, and, um, well…'

'Stiles,' I start, 'what is going on?'

'Just come home, please? I need you.'

'Okay', I sigh, ending the conversation and starting the car, making a swift U-turn and driving back home to Beacon Hills, where I once more have to face reality. I guess it's true what they say; you can always run from your problems, but they will always catch up.


Just as I park, my phone starts ringing.

'Yeah?' I answer as I pick up, staring at the house.

'Soph! Are you home?'

'Yes…'

'Okay, just don't go in. Wait outside.'

'What is going on?'

'I'll have someone come pick you up, okay? Just don't move – stay where you are!'

'Staying where you are means not moving,' I snort, but Stiles has already hung up. I sigh as I get out of the car, locking the doors and walking down to the road. I wait for mere minutes before a black car pulls up in front of me and I watch in dread as the window in rolled down.

No, I think, wanting to get back into my car and drive away, but knowing there's no possible way.

All the pain I've been escaping slaps me in the face, and as much as it aches my heart to see his face, the butterflies in my stomach still awaken.

'Get in,' Derek says, and I walk around the car and open the passenger door.

As I buckle up, I spot something in the back seat and I turn around.

I gasp.

'Isn't that Scott's boss?' I ask, looking at Derek in horror. 'What have you done to him?'

'We talked,' he answers as he speeds down the road.

'Talked?' I snort. 'I think you need a lesson in talking…'


'The school?' I ask as Derek parks the car at the High School's parking lot, just as Stiles' Jeep along with Stiles himself and Scott comes into view.

'What are we doing here?' I ask.

Without a word Derek exits the car, and I follow his lead.

'Where's my boss?' asks Scott, looking at Derek.

'He's in the back,' Derek sighs as if he can't understand why Scott cares so much.

Stiles leans down and looks into the window. 'Oh, he looks comfortable,' he says ironically. After giving Derek a judging look, Stiles follows Scott towards the school.

'Hey, ey!' Derek calls after them. 'What're you doing?'

'You said I was linked with the Alpha,' Scott answers, shrugging. 'We'll have to see if you're right.'

I sigh and lean against the car and Derek comes around and joins me.

'Where have you been for the last few weeks?' he asks, and I smile.

'Noticed I was gone?'

'Yes,' he answers, and I turn to look at him. Just as I'm about to say something, a terrible excuse for a howl is heard through the speakers and I cringe.

'You've got to be kidding me,' Derek sighs, almost looking embarrassed.

And I can't help it; everything in the situation is telling me not to, especially as Derek is standing right next to me but I still do it. I start to giggle like some crazy person. And Derek stares at me as if I'm some crazy person. But I can't help it. I cover my mouth with my hand, looking at him. I keep giggling.

'What?' he asks, and I shake my head.

'I just,' I gasp, trying to catch some air into my lungs. 'Nothing,' I answer, waving it away. 'Nothing.'

What's left of my smile disappear as a proper, scary-ass howl is heard through the countless speakers.

Derek starts too look around and walks to the end on the car, looking into the woods.

'I think I know what Scott meant now,' I murmur, seeing the whole of Derek's body tense up in anger, though he stays quite until the boys make their return.

'I'm going to kill both of you!' he growls, pointing at them accusingly.

Me? I'm the innocent girl who standing in the back. I was brought into this against my own will.

'What the hell was that? What are you trying to do? Attract the whole state to the school?'

He's got a point, I whisper to myself, happy werewolves don't have the power to read minds.

'Sorry,' Scott shrugs, 'I didn't know it would be that loud.'

'Yeah,' Stiles grins. 'It was loud!'

He sounds like a proud mother or something.

'And it was awesome!'

Not so much a proud mother now…

'Shut up,' Derek says, a look of concentration on his face.

'Don't be such a sourwolf,' Stiles complains, but Scott gently slaps him on his stomach to quiet him.

'What'd you do with it?' Scott asks accusingly. I frown in confusion.

'What?' Derek asks, clearly confused as well, turning around to look at the car. I turn as well, realising that Scott's boss is missing.

'I didn't do anything,' Derek answers, looking at me. I shake my head quickly, shouting quietly; NOT ME.

Derek turns back to face the boys, just something passes me.

It's huge, and I realise it's the Alpha.

I watch as it pierces Derek's abdomen with its claws and lifts him into the air as he gags blood. I run over to Stiles and Scott as the sprint back towards the school.

I can't help but turn around as I run, watching as Derek chokes on his own blood before the Alpha tosses him into the brick wall of the school. He falls down onto the ground, staring emptily ahead of him, blood gorging out of his mouth and abdomen.

I want to cry, but Stiles drags me into the school. I fall to the ground as the two boys close the doors and locks them. Tears are running freely down my face, but I'm in too deep a shock to sob.

'Lock the doors!' Scott yells.

'Does it look like I have a key?' Stiles shouts back.

'Use anything, find anything!' Scott encourages, and from the look on his face I can tell Stiles gets an idea. He stands up and looks out, and I realise he's planning on going back out there.

'No,' Scott says, and I immediately back him up with several nos myself.

'Yes,' is all Stiles says before he pushes the door open.

'Stiles, no,' Scott calls, but to no use.

Stiles still sneaks out and I leap to the window to watch with Scott.

Just as Stiles reaches his tool, I gasp as I can see the Alpha emerging from behind the Jeep.

'Oh, my god,' I whisper.

'RUN!' Scott yells as he slams on the door to get Stiles' attention. Stiles looks up on us, confused. Scott and I are both screaming and slamming on the door, and as Stiles turns he finally sees the Alpha himself. Slowly it approaches him before it starts to leap.

Stiles just manages to get inside and jam the tool between the two door handles to lock them. As he gasps for breath, I hug him tight and kiss his head repeatedly. I never thought I'd be so happy to hug him.

Slowly we all rise to look out the window, but the Alpha is gone.

'Where is it?' Scott asks out loud, slightly out of breath himself. 'Where'd it go?'

Stiles gets out his flashlight and looks around through the window, but neither of us can spot it anywhere.

We start to back away from the door as if it'll make us safer.

'That won't hold, will it?' I ask, and both boys stare at me. I turn to Stiles who looks scared out of his mind. 'Probably not,' he answers and I bite my bottom lip.

Scott turns his head to see if he can come up with any idea to get us out of this. He stares down the empty hallway, and Stiles and I turn with him.

I can feel goosebumps erupt all over my skin. I don't like dark hallways. They give me the creeps.

Stiles lights up parts of the hallway with his flashlight as we hear a howl from outside, and we all make a run for it down the hall. I might not like dark hallways, but compared to how I feel about a werewolf who wants to kill me? I'm practically best friends with the dark hallway now!

Scott runs into a classroom, and Stiles and I follow. I close the door behind us as Scott and Stiles runs to grab the teacher's desk and start to pull it.

'Wait,' Stiles hiss. 'The door's not going to keep it out,' he says matter-of-factly and Scott stares at him.

'I know,' Scott answers.

'It's your boss.'

'What?'

'Deaton,' Stiles snaps. 'The Alpha? Your boss.'

'No!' Scott protests.

'Yes!' Stiles snaps back. 'Murdering psycho werewolf!'

'That can't be!'

'Oh, come on. He disappears and that thing shows up ten seconds later to toss Derek 20 feet through the air? That's not convenient timing?'

The mention of Derek slaps me in the face, the image of his dead body on the ground tearing at me.

'Its not him!' Scott protests.

'He killed Derek,' Stiles says, and I walk up to the boys.

'Derek's not dead!' Scott yells. 'He can't be dead!'

No, I agree, he can't be.

'Blood spurted out of his mouth, okay? That doesn't exactly qualify as a minor injury!'

I look at the two of them; 'Derek's dead,' I whisper, 'and we're next.'

'Okay!' Scott sighs. 'It's just–' he groans, trying to form a sentence. 'What do we do?' he eventually asks, too frustrated to calm himself.

'We get to my Jeep,' Stiles says and I wrap my arms around my waist.

'Then we get out of here, and you seriously think about quitting your job, okay?'

Scott nods and they race towards the window. Me? I don't move.

Scott tries to open the window, but Stiles stop him.

'That'll set off the school's climbing control.'

'Then we break it.'

'That'll make a lot of noise.'

'Then,' Scott murmurs, looking around desperately. 'Then we run really fast.'

'Brilliant,' I comment, rubbing my hands together. 'Good day to wear heels.'

'Stiles, what's wrong with the hood of your Jeep?' Scott asks and I walk up to them. I look out the window with Scott.

'What do you mean?' Stiles asks. 'Nothing's wrong with my Jeep?'

'It's bent,' I murmur, turning to look over at Stiles.

'What, like dented?' he asks, pressing through to look out the window, too.

'No,' I argue, 'I mean bent.'

'What the hell,' Stiles gasps, just as something crashes through the window. I scream and back away, while Stiles and Scott falls to the ground. I look towards the object, recognising it as a car battery – with claw marks.

'That,' I gasp, 'is scary shit.'

'That's my battery,' Stiles says, scrambling to his feet but Scott pulls him back down, dragging me down as well. 'Don't,' he warns.

'We have to move,' Stiles snarls.

'He could be right outside!' Scott snaps.

'He is right outside,' Stiles argues back.

'I'll take a look,' I offer, but Scott glares at me.

'I'll take a look,' he says and I shrug.

He crawls up on his knees and looks out.

'Anything?' I ask and Scott shakes his head. 'No.'

'Move now?' Stiles suggests and we all look at each other.

'Move now,' Scott and I agree in unison, and we make our way out of the classroom. Just as Scott is about to run down a corridor Stiles stop him.

'No, somewhere without windows.'

'Every room in this building has windows!' Scott shouts.

'Somewhere with less windows!' Stiles sighs.

'Locke room!' Scott suggests and I kiss his cheek.

'You're brilliant!' I exclaim, making him blush before we run to the locker room.

'Call your dad,' I say as we lock ourselves in the locker room.

'And tell him what?' Stiles drawls, giving me a stupid look.

'Gas leak, fire – anything!' I groan. 'If that thing sees the parking lot filled with cop cars it'll take off!'

'What if it doesn't? What if it goes completely terminator and kills every cop in sight? Including my dad? Your uncle?'

'They have guns,' Scott points out, making me gesture towards him and nod.

'Derek had to be shot with a wolfs bane bullet to even slow him down, do you remember that?' Stiles shouts, and I do remember. Especially that part when he pulled my back up against his torso and whispered in my ear. God damn, if he only knew what that had done to me.

'Then we have to find a wait out and just run for it,' Scott says, taking a deep breath.

'There's nothing around the school for at least a mile.'

'What about Derek's car?' I ask, looking at Stiles.

'That could work,' he answers in surprise. 'Go outside, we get the keys off his body – gurgh – and then we take his car!'

'And him,' I add, as to which Stiles sighs.

'Fine,' he says, 'whatever.'

Stiles turns and walks over to the door, Scott catching up with him and me drawling behind.

Scott stops abruptly at the door, holding out his hand to stop Stiles.

'I think I heard something.'

'What?' Stiles asks, trying to get closer to the door.

'Quiet, quiet!' Scott snarls.

As soon as Scott starts to back away from the door, Stiles and I both follow his lead. Scott quickly shuts off Stiles' flashlight, and we all stare at the door expectantly.

'Hide!' Scott hisses, and Stiles immediately goes for a locker that makes an incredible amount of sound. 'Stiles!' I groan, but see Scott making his way to a lock as well, so I join in.

Once inside, I try to calm down my breath which is a lot easier said than done when you're hiding from a Alpha werewolf that's out to kill you.

Alone for the first time, the tears start to cascade down my face.

Derek's dead, I tell myself over and over, causing my already aching heart more and more pain.

I watch as the door handle is pushed down, and I stop breathing all together. I hear footsteps, but I'm not able to see anything.

I hear a locker door being pulled open, and I almost whimper. Never before in my entire life have I been this scared. Not even when I ran into the Alpha in the woods.

Scott shrieks, making push back the door and hop out, Stiles just beside me. We both have amazing attack-screams. Must run in the family.

'What the hell are you trying to do?' the janitor cries, 'kill me?'

We all stare at each other, too deep in shock to answer.

'All of you; get out.'

'God, can you just listen for half a second, okay?'

'Not okay!' the janitor snaps at Stiles, who looks slightly offended. 'Get the hell out of here right now!' He pushes us all out into the corridor, but Stiles isn't one to give up too quickly.

'Just on second to explain!' he begs.

'Just shut up and go,' the janitor snarls, slamming the door in our faces.

As soon as the door is shut, I can hear a snarling noise inside and less than a second later the janitor is pushed up against the window, shrieking from pain, blood everywhere. I immediately step backwards, dragging both boys with me.

Scott pushes past me and pulls at the door handle. Stiles grabs him and drags him with him down the corridor, me in the back.

As I'm about to run around the corner, I turn just as the door falls down to the floor, and the janitor's body lies lifeless before the Alpha drags him back into the locker room, and I literally run for my life through the corridors, hoping I'll survive the night.