A/N: Hey guys, I know it's been a while but here's the next chapter. Hope you enjoy it!
"So what happened last night?" Grace asks as she strikes Scott but he avoids it by grabbing her arm and twisting it around her back.
"I found her, but she wasn't her," Scott said, keeping her arms behind her.
"What does that mean?" Grace asked, confused. She took a moment to figure out her next move. She quickly hit the back of his knee causing him to lose his balance, he loosened her hands breaking her free. She hit the center of his chest forcefully causing him to fall onto his back.
"Why does it feel like you're actually trying to hurt me?" he asked, looking at her standing next to him.
"Sorry, but you'll heal so you're fine," Grace said, shrugging it off. "So, as you were saying," she said, wanting him to continue what he was saying. She extended her hand helping him up.
"I think she's a coyote. We found her den and things from the car crash," Scott said.
"I'm out here almost every night and I'd remember if I saw a coyote," Grace said "How far away is the den from here?" she asked
"Uh… I'm not really sure, but it's not far," Scott said. He looked at his phone seeing the time.
"We should go, I have to go home and change," Scott said.
"Okay, I'll see you at school," she said. They both made their way over to their vehicle and left. Grace headed to her apartment while Scott headed to his house. After taking a shower and changing into a fresh pair of clothes. As Grace was about to leave her apartment she got a text from Scott.
Scott: Come to the animal clinic.
Grace: Why?
Scott: Malia was at the school, she attacked Kira. We're meeting at the animal clinic.
Grace: Is she okay?
Scott: Yeah she's fine, just shaken up. Get here quickly.
Grace: I'm on my way
It took ten minutes for Grace to arrive at the clinic. Scott, Stiles, and Isaac were already inside with Deaton. "Hey I'm here," she announces herself
"Where were you?" Stiles asked
"At home, I was on my way to school when Scott texted me," Grace said.
"Guys focus, we need to find Malia and stop her before she hurts anyone," Scott said
"Xylazine. It's a tranquilizer for horses. For a werecoyote, expect it to work within seconds. I only have three. So whoever's shooting, needs to be a damn good shot," Deaton said, taking out a small vile.
"Allison's a perfect shot," Scott said
"She used to be," Isaac pointed out
"She can do it," the alpha reassured him
"If we manage to find the thing," Isaac said, not being helpful, causing all of them to roll their eyes.
"Okay, what is the point of him? Seriously, I mean, what is his purpose? Aside from the persistent negativity and the scarf? What's up with the scarf anyway? It's 65 degrees out," Stiles argued against Isaac's negativity.
"Look, maybe I'm asking a question no one here wants to ask. How do we turn a coyote back into a girl, when she hasn't been a girl for eight years?" Isaac said, all of them knowing he was right
"I can do it," Scott said unsure
"You can?" Grace asked confused
"You remember the night that Peter trapped us in the school? In the gym, he was able to make me turn using just his voice. Deucalion did the same thing in the distillery," Scott said turning to Stiles
"This is a werecoyote, Scott. Who knows if it'll even work if you can find someone who can teach you," Deaton said
"That's why you called Derek, first," Stiles said
"Yeah, I could try it on my own. But right now, I'm too scared to even change into just a werewolf," he sighted
"We need a real Alpha. You know what I mean. An Alpha who can do Alpha things. You know, an Alpha who can get it going. You know, get it-" Stiles tried to explain
"Up?" Isaac said raising his brow
"Great. I'm an Alpha with performance issues," Scott said slowly
"Is there anyone else besides Derek who could help?" Grace asked
"I wouldn't trust Peter," the beta said
"Maybe the twins?" Stiles suggested
"They're not Alphas anymore. after what Jennifer did, almost killing them? It broke that part of them," Deaton explained
"But what if they know how to do it?" Grace asked
"Nobody's seen them for weeks," Scott said
"Well that's not entirely true," Stiles said, pulling out his phone.
After Stiles texted Lydia, they picked her up and headed to Derek's loft. They go to see Aiden and Ethan at the loft to see if they could help Scott with his roar. As soon as they stepped inside, Scott was punched across the face and thrown onto the middle of the room. Ethan and Aiden appeared circling Scott like he was their prey. Scott attempted to fight back but the twins gained the upper hand. Lydia, Stiles, and Grace are left there watching their friend get beaten up. Grace was about to interfere but Stiles stopped her.
"I thought you guys were gonna teach me to roar," Scott groaned
"We are. You do it by giving in," Aiden said
"Giving in and letting go. That's how Deucalion taught us control," grabbing Scott by his shirt and bringing him up to his feet.
"Hey, you know, that's funny. I've actually tried something like this one time using a heart monitor and lacrosse balls. But you're right, beating the living crap out of him is probably a lot better," Stiles pointed out
"That's actually the plan? You kick my ass?" Scott asked
"You're afraid to turn," "We're gonna make you. You turn. Then you kick our asses," "And then you roar," Aiden says, fangs and claws out as he roars.
"Not that anyone cares, but I've been doing that for a while now and it doesn't seem to work. But as you were, maybe some toxic masculinity is all he needs," Grace pointed out.
"You don't think you can let go with us?" "You think you're going to hurt us? "Come on, McCall. Give it your all," "We can always heal," They said as they punched Scott, surrounding him like prey.
"You're an Alpha. You want to roar like one, you've got to give in full throttle. You've got to be the monster. Become the beast," "Become everything you're afraid of. That's what gives you power. It gives you strength," pushing him between the two.
"Giving into it doesn't make you the bad guy," "So long as you can control it,"
"Sometimes control's a little overrated," Aiden said, punching Scott once again.
"Come on, Scott. Fight back," Stiles whispered
"What if I can't control it? What if I can't turn back?" The alpha said, spitting blood on the ground.
"Then it takes over. You become Malia. You get further and further away from being human. You turn into an animal. Or worse," "You turn into Peter," Aiden said, making Scott remember the kind of monster Peter had become. He slowly stood back up wiping the blood from his mouth, and launched himself to hit Aiden but was caught and thrown on the metal table. Aiden began punching him, turning him into a bloody mess.
"What? I thought we were helping him," Aiden said to his brother who grabbed his arm to stop him from hitting Scott anymore.
"You help too much," Ethan said to his brother. Aiden got off of Scott and stepped away. Stiles, Grace, and Lydia all rushed to Scott to make sure he was okay, "Told ya it wouldn't work," Grace said quietly to herself.
They arrived at the Beacon Hills Preserve, stepping out of their vehicles, all of them clearly nervous. "Anyone else thinks we might be doing more harm than good?" Lydia asked
"We're trying to keep a father from killing his own daughter," the alpha said
"Actually, we're trying to keep a guy from killing a coyote who is actually his daughter, who we don't know how to change from a coyote back to his daughter," Isaac said, earning an annoyed look from everyone.
"Not helping," Grace said, rolling her eyes.
"Did you bring it?" Scott asked Allison. She reached into her trunk and pulled out the tranq gun. They started to strategize a plan when suddenly a gunshot went off. Scott immediately started running towards it. "Wait, wait, wait!" Stiles yelled. Isaac runs after him with Allison right behind him. Stiles immediately called his dad. He informed them about Malia taking the doll again. "It took the doll again? What the hell is so important about this doll?" Stiles asked confused
"I don't know, but listen to me. There are traps all over those woods. Near the trails. Probably near the car crash. And Tate is out there with a rifle. I want you to stay out of those woods. You got that? Stiles?" the sheriff warned him
"It's the doll?" Stiles asked himself
"Stiles?" Stilinski asked over the phone but Stiles hung up.
"All right, but why would it go all the way to the school and then all the way back to the house just for a doll? One that was in the car wreck in the first place. We didn't find it in the coyote den," Stiles talked to himself trying to piece it all together.
"What kind of doll is it?" Grace asked
"I don't know. It's a doll, you know. It's got little arms, a big baby head, and dead, soulless eyes. Actually, I took a pic. Here," Stiles said, pulling out his phone to show them a picture of it.
"That's Malia?" Lydia gestures to the picture.
"Yeah, that's the jacket and the scarf we found in the den,"
"Stiles, she's not holding the doll," Grace said, gesturing to the picture.
"That's Malia's younger sister. It's her doll," Stiles said
"I know what she's doing," he finished putting the pieces together. "I know where she's going,"
"You have to tell Scott," Stiles said, turning to Grace.
"I'm not leaving you guys, what if she comes," Grace said
"No, she's not coming back. She's heading to the car crash, find Scott, and tell him. We'll be fine," Stiles said
"Be careful," Grace said, before running in the direction Scott ran to.
As Grace runs through the woods, she hears a pained growl. She realizes it's Isaac. She stops in her tracks, torn between helping him or finding Scott. She quickly decides to continue to look for Scott knowing if Isaac is hurt he'll be able to heal. Right before she made it to the car crash, she heard a roar. Immediately recognizing it, Scott, roaring as hard as he could to change Malia back to human. She made it to the crash and found Malia laying on the ground, now in human form. He did it. Malia sat up slowly, looking at her surroundings, realizing she was no longer a coyote but a human. Grace quickly took off her jacket to cover her up.
After helping Malia, Stiles and the sheriff took her back to her house to reunite her with her father. She felt a knot in the pit of her stomach, wishing she could see her father once again. Stiles drove Grace back to her apartment, accompanying her. "You know you didn't have to walk me all the way up to the front door," Grace said, taking out her keys.
"Uh I- I guess you're right," Stiles stuttered, getting nervous.
"Relax, Stiles," she said, calming him down. "Thank you for coming with me," she smiled at him, which he returned.
"You know I'm glad all of you guys are doing well now. It seems whatever was wrong with you all is fixed," Grace said
"Yeah, it seems like it. I'm just that's over with," He said with relief washing over him.
"Yeah," she said softly. They both stood there looking at each other. Grace felt like the room was closing in, both of them getting closer to each other. His eyes looked down at her lips then back to her eyes. He finally leaned in closer and captured her lips onto his. For a split second his body stiffened when she didn't move but it quickly passed when her lips moved along his. He raised his hand to cup her cheeks. Their moment was interrupted when they heard the elevator ring. Grace pulled away, turning to the elevator doors. Allison stood there, surprised at the situation she witnessed.
"I should probably go," Stiles said.
"Uh yeah, I'll see you at school tomorrow," she said. As Stiles walked away from her, Allison walked towards her. "Well that's new," Allison teased
"What can I do for you?" Grace said, her cheeks growing red.
"Better question is, how long has that been going on?" She said laughing at the way Grace's cheeks lit up.
"Nothing's going on," she said flustered.
"Okay," Allison said sarcastically, rolling her eyes.
"You know what, I have very important things to do. Things that don't involve being questioned about things I do not know about," Grace said, opening the front door. "Goodbye," she said before shutting the door. She knew she was never going to live this down by Allison. And things were certainly going to be interesting between her and Stiles.