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Sorry it's a little late, but Christmas kinda sucked and I wasn't motivated to really leave my bed. I hope you like the chapter.
Addie drummed her fingers against the desk, as she slouched in Deaton's large office chair. Headlights illuminated the vet office as the car they had been expecting pulled in. Pushing on the desk, the chair rolled back and she stood to her feet.
"Scott, he's here." she said in a regular tone, knowing perfectly well that he could hear it in the next room.
The bell above the front entrance of the veterinary office rang, and Derek walked in with Isaac trailing behind.
Addie walked around the desk and met them at the mountain ash barrier. "Punctual as always, I see."
Derek smirked lightly, "I didn't know you were going to be here."
"Yeah well, I didn't know he was going to be here either." Scott interrupted as he walked through the door that led to the back, stopping behind Addie and giving Isaac a hard glare.
"I need him." Derek said, turning his attention away from Addie and toward Scott.
Scott folded his arms over his chest, as Addie let out an annoyed sigh. "I don't trust him." he practically growled out.
"Yeah, well, he doesn't trust you either." Isaac said, with a glare of his own as he leaned his palms down on the small wooden barrier. His glare turned into a smirk, when Addie looked over with a raised eyebrow.
"And Derek really doesn't care." Derek interjected with an annoyed tone.
"Not that anyone cares, but I am tired and would like to get this over with." Addie said, as she tiredly threw her hair into a messy ponytail.
"Where's the vet? Is he gonna help us or not?" Derek asked, agreeing with Addie's attempt to continue on with what had been planned for tonight.
"That depends." Deaton said, appearing from the back door that Scott had come from moments before. "Your friend Jackson, are we planning to kill him or save him."
As an answer, both Derek and Scott responded at the same time. However, Scott said 'save him', while Derek said 'kill him.'
When both werewolves glared at each other, Addie jumped in. "Save him." she said with finality.
Deaton gave Addie a nod, as he turned and walked back into the examination room with Scott on his heels.
Addie reached over, to the small seemingly frivolous wooden door, and pushed it open for the other werewolves granting them access.
Isaac eyed the door curiously, while Derek walked through with an appreciative nod for he knew it held mountain ash.
Walking into the examination, Addie saw Deaton placing a small rack of herbs and magical spices on the metal examining table in the middle of the room. The occupants of the room circled around the table as Deaton rifled through them.
Isaac curiously reached his hand out to grab one, which caused both Addie and Derek to instinctively smack his hand away.
"Watch what you touch." Derek said warned.
"Yeah, it'd be best not to touch anything." Addie added as she placed herself on the corner between the blue-eyed werewolf and her godfather.
"So what are you?" Isaac asked as he leaned his elbows down on the metal table. "Some kind of…witch?"
Deaton turned his gaze to Addie who kept her head down, which didn't go unnoticed by the others in the room, even Isaac who chose to remain silent for her sake. "I'm a vet." Deaton said honestly, with a hint of sarcasm. "Unfortunately I don't see anything that will stop a paralytic toxin." he finished looked up to Derek.
"What about an effective offense?" Isaac suggested, as his eyes continued to unconsciously wander to Addie.
"I've already tried." Derek responded. "I practically ripped its head off and Argent's unloaded a case of bullets into it. The kanima just got up and walked off."
"Does it have any weaknesses?" Deaton asked.
"It can't swim." Derek offers up.
"Does that go for Jackson as well?" Deaton asked.
"No." Addie said with a small laugh, smiling at past memories of herself and Lydia going to his swim meets. "He's the captain of the swim team." She looked up from the spot she had been staring at in the middle of the table and met everyone's gaze. The smile quickly fell from her face and she folded her arms around herself.
"So what does this mean?" Deaton questioned mainly toward Addie, as if quizzing her.
"It means..." she began, the wheels in her head turning. "It means we're not just dealing with one person, but two."
"Exactly." Deaton responded. "A puppet, and the puppeteer. One killed the husband, but the other had to kill the wife. Do we know why?" he asked directly this question toward the others as well.
It was Addie who quickly answered it though. "Jackson couldn't do it. Because of what happened to his mother. He may not have been himself at the time, but maybe he subconsciously realized that he couldn't hurt a pregnant woman."
"How do you know it's not part of the code." Isaac said, pushing himself off his elbows and into the standing position. "The kanima kills murders. If Jackson kills the wife, then the baby dies too."
"Does that mean your father was a murder?" Scott asked.
Addie reached her hand around her godfather and smacked Scott in the back of the head, for his insensitive question. His tone may not have held any malice, simply curiosity, but it was still rude to say.
Isaac gave a smile at Addie's actions but turned to Scott and answered truthfully. "Wouldn't surprise me." he said simply before directing his gaze at the middle of the table.
Addie slid closer to Isaac and put a sympathetic hand on his shoulder. Scott and him may not get along, but Isaac had been nothing but nice to Addie, so he didn't deserve to have his past dragged up like that.
"What if the fear of water isn't coming from Jackson, but from the master? What if something that affects his master, also affects the kanima?" Deaton pondered as he reached onto the rack and pulled out a small bottle. Unscrewing the top, he tapped some of the powder onto the table and Addie groaned softly.
"Meaning what?" Isaac asked, while he looked at Addie whose head was thrown back with her eyes closed.
"Meaning we can catch them." Scott replied as he realized what his bosses plan was. "Both of them."
Isaac nodded to the black powder on the table. "What is that?"
"Mountain ash." Derek replied to his beta. "This whole place is filled with it. It's very diverse on what it can it can be used as. I'm guessing it's a 'mind over matter' magical supplement."
Addie groaned once again, as she brought her head back down and opened her eyes. "Yeah and the last time we did a big project with this, you buried me alive." she said glaring at her godfather.
All the werewolves in the room raised their eyebrows in surprise and slight horror.
"We don't have to worry about that this time." Deaton replied as he looked at Addie sternly. "Because you will be sitting this one out."
"They're my friends! I need to help!" Addie cried out as she slammed her palms against the metal table.
"You need to take responsibility for your actions." Deaton replied. "Which is why you're grounded. You go to school and then you come here straight after. No going home and then sneaking away with Stiles and Scott after."
"Deaton please. Jackson is my friend too... I have to help him." Addie tried to reason with a soft defeated voice.
"You were also attacked by Gerard, involved in Jackson's kidnapping and part of that chaotic mess that happened in the library." Deaton said, not backing down.
"Technically her name isn't on the report with the Jackson thing." Scott offered in a small voice, not wanting to get in-between their fight. "He didn't tell them she was part of it, because...Well like she said, they're friends."
Deaton turned his head to looked at Scott, and the look on his face instantly silenced the boy. "You are grounded." he said turning back to Addie. "And that's final."
Addie jumped out of the jeep as they pulled into the school parking lot. Thankfully Sheriff Stilinski had been lenient, and allowed Stiles to drive her to and from school. But outside of school, he was still not allowed to see her. Walking to the front of the jeep and stepping on the sidewalk, Stiles grabbed Addie by her farthest shoulder and tugged her closer to himself. She smiled as she wrapped her arms around his torso and pulled him into a hug. Shoving her face into the crook of his neck, she sighed.
"Everything is gonna be alright." he said softly into the top of her head.
"I hate being grounded." she mumbled into his neck.
Stiles let out a laugh. "Now you know how I feel, little miss perfect."
She pulled her head away and looked up at him. "I don't need your sass."
Stiles smiled and kissed the top of her nose, "You love my sass and you know it." Looking up over Addie head, he saw Scott approach. "Hey, did you get the tickets?" he asked when Scott stopped in front of the pair.
Scott sighed, "No, they were like 80 bucks. And then Jackson freaked the girl out and they left."
"There's gotta be some other way to get tickets right?" Stiles asked, as Addie pulled away from the his front and slid into his side, to face Scott as well.
"I don't know. Hopefully." Scott said.
"Hey!" A voice called out from behind them, which cause both Stiles and Addie to turn around to look. When they turned, Stiles stiffened when he noticed it to be Matt. "Anyone know why no one's getting suspended after what happened the other day at school?"
Stiles shrugged. "Just forget about it. No one got hurt."
"I had a concussion." Matt stated in disbelief.
"Well nobody got seriously hurt." Stiles continued with his mouth set in a firm line. Addie glared up at him and lightly elbowed him in the ribs, to which he surprisingly didn't even flinch at.
"I was in the ER for six hours." Matt continued getting annoyed at Stiles' attitude.
"Okay, you wanna know the truth, Matt?" Stiles said throwing his free arm in the air. "Your little bump on the head is about-" Stiles crouched down and held his hand inches above the pavement. "This high on our list of problems right now!"
Addie grabbed the crook his elbow that still somehow manage to remain around her, and pulled him into the standing position and pushed him back slightly toward Scott.
"Don't mind him," She said speaking to Matt, silently apologizing for her boyfriend's rudeness. "Are you okay?" she asked sincerely.
"Yeah, I'm fine." Matt answered to her nodding his head with a small smile. He peered over her shoulder and looked at Scott "I noticed you didn't get any tickets either last night."
"Are they still selling?" Scott asked, stepping forward beside Addie, as Stiles slid onto the other side of her, and grabbed her hand.
"Uh, no. But I found two online." Matt shrugged. "You should keep trying, I hear everyone's gonna be there." He gave Scott and Addie a smile, before walking around them and continuing on into the school.
"I don't like him." Stiles mumbled as he watched the boy walk away.
"Oh really?" Addie supplied sarcastically.
Stiles rolled his eyes and looked at Scott, "Are you sure about this?" he asked changing the conversation.
"Whoever's controlling Jackson had to finish the job last time, so what do you think is gonna happen this time?" Scott asked rhetorically adjusting his bag strap on his shoulder. "He's gonna be there to make sure the job's finished."
The boys went to the locker room for an early practice, while Addie made her way to her locker. When she got closer, she saw someone leaning against the locker beside hers.
"Shouldn't you be at practice?" She asked as she approached Isaac.
Isaac smiled and shrugged. "It doesn't start for 7 minutes, I'm sure I can make it."
Addie spun the dial on her locker and pulled it open before turning her head to look at him. "What do you want?"
Isaac turned, now leaning on the other locker with his shoulder instead of his back. "I wanted to ask you something about last night."
Addie furrowed her eyebrows, before turning and switching out her class books. "What about it?"
"I asked the vet if he was a witch, and he looked at you." Isaac said, "In fact, even Scott and Derek did."
Addie froze for a moment, before gulping down the lump in her throat. "...So?" she said trying to keep her heartbeat from racing.
Her heartbeat however sped up, and Isaac smirked having easily heard it. "So it's true then. You're a witch." he said letting out a laugh.
Addie spun her head around and noticed many students passing by. "Watch what you say! It's not common knowledge, so how about you keep your voice down."
Isaac eyed the passing students, but no one seemed to have heard him. "Sorry. That's just really cool." he spoke quieter and gave her a smile.
Addie turned back to her locker and shoved a book into her bag before closing the metal door. "Yeah it was." she said emphasizing the past tense in her sentence.
Isaac squinted into confusion. "So, you aren't one anymore or something?"
"I gave it away," she raised her hand as he opened his mouth to speak. "And please don't ask why. It's a long story, that not even Scott or Stiles really know." Isaac gave her a small understanding nod before she continued. "Speaking of, I want you to help them get tickets to the rave."
Isaac pushed himself off the locker and smirked down at her. "And why would I help them?"
"Because I'm asking you." Addie said simply. "If I can't be there tonight, then I need to help them by making things easier. And right now they are stressed out about not being able to get tickets. So you need to use that cocky werewolf attitude and persuade someone to give you their tickets."
"Persuade?" Isaac asked mockingly.
"I would say, anyway necessary, but please don't really hurt anyone." she pleaded, not wanting anyone else to get hurt.
"Fine," he answered, stepping closer to her and looked down at her. "But you owe me."
Addie raised an eyebrow with a slight glare. "What exactly do you want?" Isaac smirked in response. "Oh, okay I get it. I know exactly what you want." she said before raising her hand to his chest and pushing him back a step. "You want my awesome peanut butter cookies!" she said with enthusiastic sarcasm. "Fear not, I will put some aside next time I bake a batch for Stiles." she gave a sickeningly sweet smile. "My boyfriend loves my cookies."
Isaac's smirk remained in place, having not faltered at her rejection. "I bet all the guys in this school would love some of your cookies."
She glared slightly. "Too bad I only give them out to only Stiles."
"And people who do favors for you." he interjected with a wink.
"Stop making this dirty Lahey, or you're going to make it on my bad list." she said forcing out more of a glare.
Isaac stepped around her and began walking down the hall backwards toward the locker rooms. "Does the bad list include you tying me up? Cuz if so, then I am completely fine with being on it. In fact I encourage it."
Before Addie had the chance to respond, he had already turned around and turned the corner at the end of the hall. 'Damn' she thought before turning and walking to her first class. 'I was just out witted by Isaac freaking Lahey.'
Coach Finstock stomped into the boys locker room and looked over his team. He looked over them twice, making sure that he hadn't just missed Jackson the first time. "Can anyone tell me where the hell Jackson is and why the hell he is missing morning practice?" He asked the room full of boys. "Stilinski!" he called out quickly grabbing the boy's attention. "Jackson?"
Stiles rubbed his hands together nervously. "Sorry, Coach. I haven't seen him since the last time I saw him."
"When was that?" Finstock asked.
"The last time I saw him? Well it, uh...Would have been the time I saw him last." Stiles stammered.
Coach Finstock rolled his eyes at Stiles before continuing on. "Danny! Tell Jackson no missing practices this close to the championship." Danny gave a small nod in response, then the coach turned and went into his office.
"Sorry. I only have two for myself." Danny said before Stiles or Scott could even ask him the question that he knew they were going to ask.
"Do you even have a date yet?" Stiles asked.
"I'm working on it." Danny bit out with a glare.
"Okay, hear me out." Stiles began, gesturing his arms out. "You give us the tickets and devote your life to abstinence." Danny rolled his eyes, and walked away. "Okay yeah, you go think about it and get back to us!" Stiles called out.
"How do you two losers even survive?" Isaac asked as he approached the pair and lazily threw his arms around the boys.
"What are we supposed to do?" Scott asked annoyed. "No one's even supposedly selling."
Isaac rolled his eyes before scanning the room and landing on a pair of boys across the room. "Watch and learn." He said as he pushed his way from in-between Stiles and Scott, and made his way toward the other pair.
Both Scott and Stiles flinched as Isaac tossed the other kid into the locker and demanded the tickets.
"That's gonna bruise." Stiles said as Isaac made his way back to them.
"Enjoy the show." He said handing the boys the tickets with a smirk. "You better thank your girlfriend next time you see her, for this act of kindness."
Stiles grabbed the ticket from Isaac's hand and furrowed his brow. "What's that supposed to mean?"
"It means the only reason you two have tickets right now is because Addie asked me to help you, seeing as how you two couldn't get the job done." he responded, as he walked around the pair and went to his locker to change into his uniform.
"Stay away from her." Stiles said slightly fuming as he turned to the other werewolf as he friend held his shoulder, silently urging him not to start anything. "I've seen the way you look at her. I know you like her... But she's my girlfriend so just back off."
Isaac let out a laugh as he threw his jersey on over the protective pads. "Scared of a little competition? Well you better get used to it Stilinski." He nodded his head toward the rest of the room. "Any guy in this room or this school would gladly take a chance on her. You think some petty claim like 'boyfriend' matters to any of them?" The smirk fell from his face and he gave Stiles a hard glare. "You think just because you've known her longer, that you have some sort of ownership over her? Well newsflash, others may have liked her just as long as you have." Isaac grabbed his helmet and stick, before going around the pair and making his way out to the field with the rest of the team.
Stiles gripped his helmet and slammed it against the nearest locker while letting out an aggravated groan. "I hate him. I hate him and Matt. Maybe we should just keep Jackson as the kanima and have him kill them."
Scott sighed and grabbing Stiles' shoulder dragging him out the doors. "Forget about them. We have bigger problems."
Stiles pushed open the door and stepped outside with Scott beside him. "I'm sorry, but the kanima situation is now down sized. I now have a jackass trying to steal my girlfriend!"
"Stiles, Addie is an amazing girl. So I hate to say it, but you better get used to it." Scott said.
"Whose side are you on?!" Stiles exclaimed.
"Dude you need to calm down. Guys can want her, all they want. But you know that she loves you. Shouldn't that be all that matters?" Scott said with a shrug of his shoulders and he walked out onto the field.
"I hate it when you get all deep and shit!" Stiles called out.
Addie once again found herself sitting in Deaton's office chair, drumming her fingers on the desk. She had given up on doing homework 20 minutes ago when Stiles and Scott had walked in to get everything ready for the rave. Deaton had given her a silent command to stay out in the waiting room.
She reached down to her phone and skimmed through the contacts, landing on Lydia. She had missed their girl's night the other night, and earlier during the school Lydia had been evidently upset with her. Choosing to not speak to Addie at all, no matter how much Addie apologized and persisted.
Clicking on her name, she sent Lydia a quick message once again apologizing.
The door to the back room suddenly opens and the boys step out. Standing from the chair she makes her way over to them. "Is everything set?"
Stiles nodded as he lifted a large bag that he was carrying, Scott holding the second one. "Don't worry, we got this." he said with obvious false confidence.
Addie stepped forward and pulled him into a sudden kiss. Pulling away quickly, she let out a sigh. "You better be safe." she turned her head to look at Scott. "Both of you."
Scott gave her a small smile before nodding and clapping his free hand on Stiles' shoulder. "We gotta go."
Stiles nodded at his friend, before dropping the bag of mountain ash on the ground and grabbing Addie's hips. He slammed his mouth onto hers, almost desperately. Moaning into the kiss, Addie reached up and grabbed the back on his neck trying to pull him even closer. Stiles' hands squeezed her hips, itching to move upward and weave into her hair, but he knew that he wouldn't be able to stop if he let himself. He pulled away, ending the kiss and laid his forehead against hers.
"Well that was awkward." Scott mumbled from the beside them, before grabbing Stiles' discarded bag and leaving the office.
Addie and Stiles were aware of his departure but didn't acknowledge it, choosing to remain in their small peaceful world for just a few moments longer.
"I love you." Stiles said softly to her.
"I love you too." she replied still slightly out of breath.
"It's not just that... I'm in love with you. And I know there might not be much of a difference, but still." Stiles said. "You're the one. Game over, I'm done. No one else for me."
Addie smiled up at him. "Good, because I'm kinda in love with you too."
"And that's never gonna change right?" he asked.
"Never is an awfully long time." she replied in a fake posh British accent.
"Yeah, almost as long as forever." he said reaching his hand up and tucking a stray piece of hair behind her ear.
Addie pushed herself onto her toes and placed her mouth on his, kissing him before pulling back a mumbling against his lips. "I like forever better than never. It sounds more optimistic."
Stiles smiled. "I like it too."
"When this is all over, can we go be cliché and carve 'Staddie forever' into a tree?" she quipped.
"Only if we actually use the number 4. It ain't real love unless the number 4 is used." Stiles responded.
Addie laughed. "Deal." she said before pushing herself into him once last time for a passionate goodbye kiss.
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