Chapter Twenty Five – Her Death Will Be Your Fault

After dropping off Liam, Isaac drove to the Young house. After shutting off the car, he grabbed his bag and lacrosse stick, then walked over to passenger side, as she stepped out of the car. He reached out with his free hand, grabbing hers, as the two walked toward the front door together.

As soon as they walked in, they were greeted by a happy Aspen and her father. Paul smiled at seeing his daughter and Isaac walking in unharmed. He gave her a hug, then reached out to give Isaac a friendly pat on his shoulder.

The three talked for a few minutes as they caught Paul up on the latest, then he went upstairs to go to bed, while the teens went into the kitchen. Teagan let Aspen out back, as Isaac went over to the refrigerator to grabbed them both a bottle of water. He walked over to the island in the middle of the floor, where she was leaned against, and slid a bottle of water toward her.

She nodded her head to thank him, then chuckled when she saw him grab an apple from the bowl on top of the counter and take a big bite.

"Hungry?" She questioned, as he took another bite before he was even finished with the other one.

"Little bit." He answered, before taking a sip of water.

"You want me to make you something?" She asked.

"Nah, this is fine." He answered, as he took a few more bites, finishing the apple, then tossing it into the trash. "Besides..." He began to say, as he walked over to her, laying his hands on her sides, before lifting her up and sitting her on the counter. He parted her legs, getting closer to her, as he continued,"I'm in the mood for something else."

"Is that something me or did you want me to give Deputy Parrish a call?" Teagan teased, as she wrapped her arms around his neck.

"You gonna start that again?" Isaac questioned, as he shot her a look, pretending like he was mad at the comment, but they both knew deep down he wasn't. He grabbed her legs, wrapping them around his waist, getting as close to her as possible. He laid his hands on her sides, as he said,"I don't think you want to start that. Not when I can do this."

Teagan gasped as he began to tickle her sides. She wiggled around, trying to get away from his hands, and pleaded with him to stop. As he kept tickling her, she leaned forward to bite his shoulder, causing him to jerk back.

"Ow! Damn it, babe!" Isaac exclaimed, as he grabbed his shoulder, rubbing the spot where she had bit him. Once the pain went away, he laid his hands on her back, running them down until he got to her butt, pulling her toward him. He shot her a teasing smile, as he said,"So we're biting now, I see."

He leaned forward, pressing his lips against the side of her neck, teasing her. She rolled her head to the side, giving him better access, as he nibbled on her skin a couple of times before biting into her neck, causing her arch her back and moan out.

He quickly lifted his head, placing his lips against hers to keep her quiet. "Shh..." He mumbled against her lips, before he kissed her again.

"You can't be loud." He whispered, as he nibbled her bottom lip.

"Then you can't do things like that." She whispered back. "You know what that does to me."

"I need to get that list from Avery soon." Isaac said, referring to earlier when she mentioned private places to have sex at.

Teagan chuckled, as she laid the palm of her hands against his, intertwining their fingers, before saying,"You know by accepting that list, she would definitely be able to find us then. We'll never get a moment alone."

"I never thought of it that way." Isaac said, with a nod. "She really is a cockblock." He joked, causing her to laugh.

He smiled at her, the sound of her laugh had always pleased him. Even when they were younger and he would hear her laughing and joking with friends, any time he had heard it, it made him smile. There was just something about it that made him happy, and now, knowing that he was the cause of the laughter, it was the greatest sound to him. He loved making her happy, loved seeing her happy, especially lately with everything going on.

He leaned forward, pressing his lips against hers for a sweet kiss, before saying,"We'll just have to find our own places. A place she'll never be able to find." He kissed across her jaw, making his way toward her ear, as he whispered,"Cause I definitely need a night alone with you."

"I need that too." Teagan softly said, as she ran her fingers through his curls. "Besides having a good place to hide, isn't that bad of an idea."

"We don't need to hide." Isaac pointed out, as he laid a hand on the side of her face. "Cause we can get through anything."

As he softly caressed her face, he thought about his last comment and hoped the words were true. They had already been through a lot and as far as all the supernatural stuff, he felt like they would overcome all of that, just like they have overcome everything else. But there was one thing he was worried about, one thing that bothered him, and that was Liam.

He noticed all the looks Liam gave her, he heard his heart every time Teagan came near him. He would like to believe he had nothing to worry about, he knew Teagan loved him and he would like to think it was just jealousy getting the best of him, but he hated it every time she was near him or touched him as she tried to calm him down.

Then earlier when they dropped him off at his house. As Liam walked into the house and his father waved bye to them, thanking them for bringing Liam home, he heard her heart speed up, making him fear she was sad to see him leave her or something.

"Can I ask you something?" Isaac questioned, thinking the best thing to do was just ask her. If she tried to lie, he would know. He could always tell when she was lying to him, he could read her that well.

"Of course." Teagan said, as she wrapped her arms around his neck.

"Why did your heart speed up tonight?" Isaac asked. When she shot him a confused look, he added,"When we dropped Liam off."

Teagan sighed, as she shook her head, then said,"I know where this line of questioning is going, but it's not what you're thinking. It had nothing to do with Liam." She blew out a breath, as she added."It was about his dad. Well, his step dad."

"What about him?" Isaac asked confused. "He hasn't-"

"No." Teagan said with a shake of the head, knowing he was going to ask if he threatened her or anything. "The night of the party, when I went to pick him up. I talked to his step dad some. He told me he knew my mom."

"What?" Isaac asked surprised.

"That was my reaction too." Teagan said. "Apparently he went to the same college as my parents and had a few classes with my mom. I wasn't expecting that though and when he brought it up it surprised me. So when I saw him tonight, I was just thinking of all of that, about my mom... and the other stuff."

"The haunting?" Isaac asked, even though he already knew the answer.

Teagan nodded her head, as tears filled her eyes, before saying,"I'm trying to get better, Isaac. I'm trying to put it behind me, but then someone brings her up or ask something about what happened and it comes rushing back." She reached up to wipe the tears from her face, as she added,"Or it could be something simple as walking down the hallway at school and I hear whispery words. I turned around, scared she is going to be there, scared it is happening again and realize it's just someone quietly talking to their friend or something."

"It's going to take time to heal from all of that, babe." Isaac pointed out, as he laid his arms on the counter top, wrapping them around her.

"I know, but with all of this, it just-it makes me realize, I'll never fully be me again, I mean the old me. The one who use to walk this town and never had to worry about looking over my shoulders. The girl who's biggest worry was hoping I studied enough for the upcoming test. The one who use to be able to think of her mom without feeling a chill down her spine." She licked her lips, tasting the salt from her tears, before continuing,"But then, I think about everything I've been through since coming back here. Finding out about this new world full of werewolves and so on, all the close calls, all the battles we've been in. Then I think about how much how much I've grown from all of that, how strong I am now and I realize how much I have changed. And it makes me realize, I haven't been normal in a long time."

Isaac shook his head, arguing with her, as he said,"Teagan, you are normal. You-"

"No, it's okay." Teagan interrupted. "I'm not normal. Our life isn't normal, at least some people wouldn't think so if they heard about it, but it's the only life I can imagine living anymore. This life scares the hell out of me, but it's our life and that's okay. It's okay that I'll never be the old me again, because even when things are bad, I like this version of me." She lightly ran her fingers against his lips, as she softly said,"You brought out the best version of me. You changed my life with one kiss."

Isaac smiled at her words, as he leaned forward to press his lips against hers. After a sweet and gentle kiss, Teagan pulled back to look at him, as she said,"I love you, Isaac. Only you... Which is why I wish you would stop giving Liam such a hard time."

She was surprised when she saw an angry look come over his face, as he took a step back from her and asked,"So that's what this little speech was about? For Liam?"

"What? No!" Teagan said, as she shook her head. She reached out to grab his hand, then pulled back when he jerked away from her, causing her face to fall. "Isaac, I said what I said cause it's the truth. I just-I don't understand-"

"Understand what?" Isaac interrupted. "You don't understand why I have such a problem with some newbie freshman getting all buddy-buddy with my girlfriend and our friends when there are assassins out there wanting to kill us."

"So wait, you think Liam got himself bitten just so he can get into our circle of friends and kill you all from the inside?" Teagan questioned with a small laugh, as she jumped down from the counter. "Isaac, that's crazy-"

"Is it?" Isaac questioned. "He was friends with Garrett and Violet, who did end up being assassins. Maybe he knows more than he is saying."

"It's not possible." Teagan said, as she shook her head.

"Why? Cause he smiles and flirts with you, you suddenly think he is trustworthy." Isaac snapped.

"Whoa, wait... That's not-He doesn't do that, Isaac!" Teagan said, as she shook her head unsure how this conversation even went in the direction it was going in. "He's just a kid! He's pack and-"

"He's not my pack." Isaac said, as he stubbornly folded his arms across his chest.

"He's Scott's beta. If we're a part of Scott's pack, then that makes Liam pack too." Teagan pointed out. "He needs us, Isaac."

"He doesn't need me, but apparently he needs you, and you're always there, aren't you." Isaac stated, as he shot her a look that was a cross between disgusted and heartbroken.

"Isaac..." Teagan softly said, as she reached out to him. She didn't mean to upset him, she was just trying to explain to him that the jealousy he felt toward Liam was unnecessary, but now everything was a mess and she just wanted to make things right.

"We should call it a night. Get some sleep." Isaac said, not looking at her.

She called out his name, feeling tears fill her eyes as he pulled away from her. Without another word, he walked out the kitchen and made his way upstairs to shower before crashing in the spare room.

Teagan stood in the same spot, staring at the doorway he just walked out of, as she tried to make sense on what just happened. They were having a nice moment, a good talk, then she stupidly brought up Liam and everything changed. He got anger then shut down.

She didn't know what he thought was going on between herself and the young beta, but she could bet whatever bad thing he was thinking wasn't true. She meant what she said earlier, he was the one she loves, he was all she wanted.

When she felt something bumping against her hand, she turned her head and softly smiled when she saw it was Aspen; who had just come back inside the house. She gave him a few pets on top of the head, as she said,"I know, buddy, I just royally screwed up."

She glanced back over at the doorway, wishing Isaac would walked back into the room, giving her a chance to make things right, but the more minutes ticked by and he never did walking in the room, the worst she felt.

She sat down on the floor, wrapping her arms around Aspen, as she buried her face in his fur. She sat there for a while, deep in thought. Isaac was there, in the same house as her, but at the moment all she could feel was the distance between them. It was a feeling she felt before during the whole pregnancy scare, but now that feeling was back and she hated it. She just wanted things back to normal, she wanted their normal again.

~(The next morning)~

Richard walked into the kitchen, his eyes went to the large French styled doors leading outside as the early morning shined into the large open room. He started towards the coffee pot, but stopped when he heard Avery say, "Please don't step on me."

He looked down to see his teenage daughter lying on the kitchen floor in the same clothes she'd worn the day before.

"What are you doing down there?" He asked, as he looked at the empty alcohol bottle and glass in the sink.

"Having an existential crisis." She sighed as she stared up at him.

Raising his head he looked around the kitchen and asked, "Want some company?"

"I don't know." She quietly answered.

Sitting down on the floor he laid down on his back his head a little ways over from hers with his body in the opposite direct of her, looking up to the ceiling he asked, "Have you been down her all night?"

"Yeah."

"What happened?" He questioned looking over at her, but she kept her eyes locked on the ceiling as she sighed and said, "I screwed up."

"We all make mistakes, Avery." He comforted, "You're still healing."

"Can't you be a normal dad and just yell at me? Or ground me or something as punishment?" She questioned.

"You want me ground you?" He asked with a laugh.

"I'd deserve it, I'm still a teenager and I drank last night." She sighed, disappointed in herself for slipping up.

"Well…" He breathed, "Why did you drink?"

The simple answer was that she was hurting and wanted something to numb the pain, but after hours of lying in the silent room and replaying the day in her head she knew the answer was much deeper than that.

"I think… I think…" She stopped as her voice cracked for a second before she cleared her throat and got a handle on her emotions, "Dr. Sharpe says sometimes I do destructive things to push people away so they can only stay at arm's length and I don't get attached."

"So you drank to push someone away?" He asked, looking back over at her, before rolling his head back over the tile and staring back at the ceiling.

"Maybe, I'm not really sure. I think sometimes I just set myself up to fail."

Taking a deep breath he slowly let it out before he questioned, "Who are you trying to push away? Derek?"

Her answer was revealed in her silence.

"Okay…" He breathed, "Well… if this one little slip up pushed him away then screw him. Everyone's messed up in their own ways, some of us more than others… but the only people, the only friends you need are the ones who understand and love you regardless; like Teagan."

"Thanks dad." She said with a smile.

Just as he started to sit up she questioned, "But I think that's part of the problem… Derek's trying so hard to be better to me than he was before and I'm just worried it's not going to last. Like, what if I fully trust him again and let myself be happy and then he leaves again?"

Her dad was quiet for a moment as he reasoned, "That's just it, no one can promise you it's not going to happen. But Avery, there is also no guarantee that it will happen either. And you can't just spend all of your time worrying about the what ifs, you've got to let go of some of that.

"Plus… I've seen him with you and I honestly don't think he's going anywhere. Despite how complicated everything is in your life right now, you're lucky to have that. Derek is trying to hold onto you so instead of pushing him away… maybe you need to be hanging onto him as hard as he's trying to hang onto you." He said, then trying to lighten the mood he said, "Us Dukates aren't the easiest people to get along with, you know?"

She laughed and turned her head to look over at him as he continued, "And sometimes Avery… I see so much of myself in you, it's scary."

She was silent how she considered it was true, she might never admit it out loud or to anyone else but she was a lot like her dad –she'd picked up so many of his traits especially the bad ones.

"Was that the door?" He asked, shaking her from her thoughts.

They remained on the floor in silence until they heard high heels clicking on the floor and another set of footsteps, before Lydia said, "Oh my god. They've finally done it… they killed each other."

With a laugh Richard said, "Good morning, Lydia."

"Morning, Mr. Dukate." She called back before sitting down at the kitchen island and watching as Stiles walked over and opened the refrigerator surveying the contents before he picked up a storage container with a few left over pieces of pizza and joined her at island as he asked with a mouth half full of food, "Are you guys okay?"

"I'm not sure yet." Avery honestly admitted with a pained grunt as her cat walked right over her stomach.

Sitting up Richard made a grunt of his own as he said, "I'm too old to be down here."

Everyone laughed as he finally got himself stood up and dusted his suit off before carefully stepping around Avery's body to start a pot of coffee as he asked the teens, "What are you doing here? Don't you have school today?"

"Yes, but we're not going." Lydia admitted as she said, "We just came to get Avery."

"I can't go anywhere." Avery called out, "I'm grounded."

A shocked expression fell over Lydia's face as she stared at her best friends dad, knowing very well Avery had never been grounded a day in her entire life; no matter what she did wrong.

"Grounded, for what?" Stiles questioned as he finished off another piece of pizza.

"Underage drinking." Avery replied, not budging from her spot on the floor.

"What is happening?" Lydia asked growing more confused by the minute.

"She's having an existential crisis." Richard filled his daughters best friend in, as he poured himself a cup of coffee and stepped back over Avery to head for his office as he called over his shoulder, "She's not grounded either, please get her out of the house she's been on the floor all night."

~()~

That morning Teagan slowly pulled herself out of bed and changing into a pair of running shorts and loose fitted tank top. After a stressful scrimmage the night before, as well as arguing with Isaac, she needed to run. She needed that release and hoped it relieved some of the anxiety she was feeling.

Once she was dressed and ready to leave, she went down the hallway, peeking into the spare room and saw Isaac laying in the middle of the bed on his stomach. She couldn't tell if he really was asleep or was just ignoring her at the moment.

With a small shake of the head, she quietly closed the door, then made her way downstairs. Seeing her dressed for a run, Aspen ran over to her, wanting to join her.

"Sorry, buddy, you can't go this time." Teagan said, as she pet the dog on top of his head.

She let him out in the yard, as she sat some food and fresh water out for him. Once he came back in, she locked the doors, then made her way to her car. She drove to one of the smaller parks in town. There were usually a few people there so she wasn't completely alone, but not so many that she felt over crowded. She wanted to be alone with her thoughts, but knew it was wise to be around people as well.

After stretching, she began to slowly jog, warming up before she began to push herself harder. As her feet slapped against the pavement, her mind flashed back to everything that had happened since she, Isaac and Avery arrived back in town. The pregnancy scare, Kate being alive, berserkers, assassins, new beta. All the stress, all the fights between Isaac and herself. Not to mention she still grieving over losing Allison and healing from being haunted by her mother. She honestly didn't know how much more she could take. There was too much happening at once and she was beginning to wonder if there would ever be any end in sight.

She turned down a dirt path, running faster, as her breathing began to come out in short gasp and she felt her chest tightening up. She skid to a stop, leaning over to rest her hands on her knees, as she felt her eyes fill with tears. Running was supposed to make her feel better, but instead, all she wanted to do was curl up into a ball and cry.

After taking several deep breaths, getting better control of her emotions, she decided to walk down the trail as she began to cool down from her run. She turned a corner and lowered her eyebrows in concern when she saw Liam and his friend Mason.

She saw Mason trying to talk to Liam, but the other boy was basically ignoring him until he broke off into a run, leaving his confused friend behind, as he called out his name, trying to get him to stop and come back.

"Mason, hey, what's going on?" Teagan questioned, as she made her way over toward him.

"I dunno. I was just trying to talk to him, about Garrett and Violet and he just took off." Mason answered, still confused about his actions.

"It's okay. I'll talk to him." Teagan offered. She gave him a friendly pat on the shoulder, as she added,"He's going to be okay. We'll meet you at school later, okay?"

As Mason nodded his head, Teagan began to run down the path, going as fast as she could as she tried to catch up with Liam. She was a fast runner usually, but chasing a werewolf was different than chasing a human.

She had been running for several minutes, calling out his name every so often, when finally she came upon him, as he was laid on the ground. Thinking he had fallen and hurt himself, she began to run over to him. She didn't see the car that had hit him, hiding off on the side.

"Liam! Are you okay? What happened?" Teagan questioned, as she fell down to her knees beside him.

Liam groaned, grabbed his side, feeling his broken ribs from when Garrett hit him. He opened his mouth to tell her what happened, until he saw Garrett walking up behind her.

"Teagan, look out!" Liam yelled out, but it was too late.

As soon as she turned her head, Garrett hit her on the back of the head before she could even react. The hit on the head caused her to pass out instantly. He looked over at Liam, as he took a few steps toward him.

"Why did you do that?" Liam called out, as he tried breathed though the pain he was feeling. "She's not on the list."

"No, but she's a bargaining chip and she'll make a nice distraction." Garrett answered, as he looked over at the brunette in question. He looked back at Liam, as he added,"Scott can't run around saving you both and do what I want all at the same time. He'll have to make the right choice, do what I tell him to or be responsible for two deaths."

Liam looked over at Teagan, trying to remember what Scott taught him about listening for heartbeats. All he could hear was his own racing and couldn't tell if hers was still beating or not.

"Of course, regardless of what happens, they'll blame you." Garrett said, seeing the guilty look on his face, as he watched Teagan. He gave him an evil grin, as he added,"It's all your fault, Liam. Her death will be your fault. Everything is your fault."

~()~

"So why did I have to come with you? Avery asked as she followed Lydia and Stiles up to the police station.

"Deputy Parrish is on the dead-pool." Lydia pointed out as she came to a stop and turned to face her friend.

"And that concerns me, how?" Avery questioned with raised eyebrows.

"You know him right? I've seen you guys together and you're close." Lydia said with raised eyebrows,

The blonde folded her arms over her chest and stared at her friend.

As Stiles reached the door he turned around to see Lydia and Avery both standing still, facing each other with their arms folded over their chests and almost matching expressions on their faces.

"Whoa… okay… what is going on?" Stiles asked as he darted back towards them.

Dropping her arms to her side and sighing Avery said, "I just want to go home."

Looking over at Stiles, Lydia said, "She's not going home."

Avery rolled her eyes in response.

"Look…" Stiles sighed as he ran a hand through this hair, "Lydia think's you're our best shot at getting him to listen to us, and without his help there is no talking to Meredith which means we don't get the cypher key to the third list, which we need."

"Why do you think he'll listen to me?" She asked her friends.

"I don't know! Lydia just thinks he'll listen to you." Stiles exclaimed, "Maybe it's a banshee thing."

"Maybe it's a girl thing." Lydia argued.

"Whatever type of thing it is, we need to try. Let's go." He said as he grabbed Avery's arm and pulled the blonde into the station with Lydia right on their heels.

Once they were inside and the found Deputy Parrish, he looked at the group of teens his gaze lingering on Avery for a moment before he looked at Stiles and said, "You're dad should be back within the hour, you want to wait in his office?"

"Actually… we wanted to talk to you." Stiles told him.

"Okay…" He said waiting for one of them to explain what was going on but as a few other officers walked past them, Avery spoke up and said, "Privately."

He stared at her wondering what was going on but he didn't budge, there was a part of him that felt like he didn't want to know what was going on.

Looking between the young deputy and the blonde teenager as they continued to stare at each other with unreadable expressions, Stiles cleared his throat and pointed out, "We could use my dad's office."

Once they were all inside, Lydia explained about how they'd managed to find a cypher key to decode a list of names that they thought the assassin's in town were using to pick their targets.

Stepping forward, Avery handed him the list of names from the second list only she'd folded the paper right above his name so he couldn't see that right away. Parrish looked at the paper and said, "So this is a hit list?"

"We call it a dead-pool." Lydia nodded, causing him to shake his head as he looked back down at the paper and Stiles asked, "Recognize any of the names?"

"Yeah." He nodded, "The sheriff had me run a bunch of these through the system last night, but we couldn't find any of them."

When the teens all exchanged looks, Deputy Parrish asked, "What?"

"Show him the other thing." Stiles nodding to the paper in his hands.

With both Stiles and Lydia looked at her, Avery rolled her eyes and stepped forward as she turned the paper over in his hands to reveal the name at the bottom of the list.

He looked at her confused for a moment before he looked back down at the paper and finally saw what they were nervous about telling him.

Unfolding the paper all of the way he stood up from where he was leaned against the desk and turned away from the group of friends as he said, "Okay… that's kinda terrifying…"

Avery frowned and looked down to the floor wishing she'd been able to just tell him he was on a list when they were alone instead of all three of them bombarding him with the information.

As he continued to stare at the list he noticed a number five out next to his name and asked, "What's the number mean."

"That's how much you're worth." Lydia answered as she glanced around the room.

Turning back towards him he appeared angry as he questioned, "I'm worth five dollars?"

Holding a hand up Stiles said, "Million… five million."

With a stunned expression he replied, "I only make forty thousand a year…"

Avery raised her head and looked at him with raised eyebrows as she considered not that long ago she and her friends had fifty thousand in cash on them to buy Derek back from the Calaveras and apparently that was more money that Parrish made in an entire year.

As he continued to stare at the list they'd given him, he mumbled under his breath, "Five million… maybe I should kill myself."

Lydia pulled in a deep breath as she glanced over at Avery and Stiles breathed out, "Whoa…" as his gaze immediately dropped to the floor.

Raising his head Parrish saw Lydia staring at Avery and Stiles appeared to be trying to look at anything but the blonde, then his eyes locked with Avery's but he couldn't read the expression on her face or the look in her eyes other than she appeared shocked.

He started to ask what happened but Stiles took a step closer to Avery as he protectively said, "We, uh… we don't really think suicide jokes are funny."

"No, no at all." Lydia backed what he said.

"Oh my god!" Deputy Parrish exclaimed when he realized what he'd just said, "Avery, I'm sorry. I didn't think before I said that-"

Waving a hand and blowing out a heavy breath she said, "It's okay."

"It's not." He argued, but words couldn't show how sorry he was really was. He'd been there that night with her and he'd almost watched her kill herself, he didn't think it was funny either.

Offering a small, but weak smile she nodded and said, "No, really it's okay… what doesn't kill you makes you stronger, right?" She ended her sentence as she tucked her hair behind her ear and looked back down to the floor

The deputy swallowed hard still feeling incredibly bad for what he'd said, but he also knowing he needed to remain focused, "I don't get it, why I am even on this?" He asked.

"Honestly, that might be a question for another day… right now there's still another third of the list we gotta crack." Stiles spoke up with slightly narrowed eyes.

"In order to do that we need the third cypher key… but we need help getting it." Lydia explained as she reached over and Avery's hand a small, supportive squeeze.

"From who?"

"Meredith." Lydia responded.

"The girl from Eichen? The last time you guys tried to talk to her you almost gave her a nervous breakdown." He said shaking his head back and forth as he started past them towards the door, but Avery grabbed his arm stopping him as she reasoned, "Almost."

He looked down to her hand she quickly let go, spilling an apology as Stiles pulled a folded up paper from his pocket and said, "Look, we wouldn't be asking if we had another choice. But there are already two lists of names… every single one with a price on their heads."

Deputy Parrish walked back over to the desk and looked down at the list he'd left laying on it as Stiles continued, "The assassins out there have all three lists, they know who their targets are but we don't know a single name on the third list, we can't warn someone if we don't know who they are."

Laying a printed copy of the first list down next to the one the deputy was looking at Stiles said, "All we have are these."

"Stiles, wait-" Avery tried to stop him, once she realized what paper he hand but it became clear she didn't stop him in time as Deputy Parrish's eyes widened and quickly grabbed the paper off of the desk, his eyes focused on a single name: Avery Dukate. The only friend he'd managed to really make and someone who'd grown extremely close to. And now he couldn't stop looking at it or the extremely large number beside it, she was worth more than four times what he was which put her in way more danger than him.

He looked up at her finally, his face a little pale as he asked, "If you get this third cypher key, will it help determine who put these hit-lists out so we can stop them?"

"It will put us a step closer." Avery answered honestly, then continued to explain, "That night I was in here with Derek and you tracked the wifi signal from the glove to the school and it said money transferred from the benefactor. That's what we need to figure out, is who's funding this entire thing. We can't do that without all the information."

Stiles opened his mouth to help her argue considering a few moments before the deputy seemed entirely against them talking to Meredith for any reason, but Parrish nodded and said, "Alright, let's go."

~ A Teen Wolf fanfiction collaboration between Miss E Charlotte and Sage Londyn.~

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