Mina Luriya: Thank you so much! And yeah, this is my favorite season too. I love the twins lol :)
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Loki sat in her Physics class, chin down on the desk as she looked to the front of the room. She glanced briefly at the empty seat next to her – Danny's seat. Ethan had returned from his date the night before clearly shaken, and he had told her and Ethan what had happened. She wasn't sure if he'd told the rest of the pack, but she was guessing he hadn't. Kali had enough on her mind, and Deucalion would likely be disapproving of Ethan's still spending time with Danny, now that they knew that Lydia was the important one. Loki was willing to bet that Ethan disagreed.
"Good morning," Ms. Blake entered the classroom, placing a textbook down on the edge of the desk. Loki raised her eyebrows. Why was an English teacher subbing for Physics? "As you all know, Mr. Harris is still missing – I mean, sick. Anyway, I'm filling in while we all hope and pray for a more qualified substitute to take my place. Okay, let's get started, shall we?" Loki turned around in her seat, looking towards Scott. She hadn't talked to him much since they'd left the motel. As she watched, his phone rang, and he bent behind the desk to answer it. Loki leaned forward, pretending to pay attention to Ms. Blake while she actually listened to Scott on the phone.
"I'm going to be taken. I need you to find me." The voice was unfamiliar, and although the words were cryptic, was extremely calm and even.
"Doc, what's going on?" Scott, on the other hand, was not calm or even. A beep alerted Loki to the end of the call, and greater panic edged Scott's voice. "Doc, Doc?"
A tapping noise was echoing through the school hallways. It sounded like someone knocking against wood. And it made Scott frown, distracting him from his original course. He began to walk in direction of the noise, away from his original path. It led him to the music room, and Scott pushed the door open. Deucalion was there, tapping his cane against the wood of the piano.
"Do you know what a metronome is, Scott?" The Beta didn't answer vocally, but every muscle in his body was tensed, anticipating an attack. "It's a tool to help you maintain a steady rhythm once you've set the tempo," Deucalion continued casually. "Something tells me that the tempo of your life has sped up considerably in the last few hours. If you'd like, I could help slow it down to a more manageable pace." Scott's eyes widened, and he leaned forward.
"How?" Loki stepped out of the shadows of the music room, and Scott's heart leapt into his throat. Despite the fact that she'd lied about who she was, there was something about Loki that made Scott want to trust her. Even though he hadn't known her long, the last few days he'd spent without her had been weird. It was almost like Allison all over again.
"Loki is the best tracker I've ever met, both by human and wolf standards," Deucalion said. "She'll help you find Deaton." Scott's hands clenched into fists, and his breath started coming faster. "Your heart is pounding," Deucalion noted. "But it's not fear, it's anger." Deucalion stepped forward. "I bet I know what you're thinking. Does he have something to do with Deaton's disappearance?" Deucalion stopped, and pulled his cane into his hands so it was lying parallel to Scott. Loki's fists clenched. "Tell you what. If you can get the cane away from me, I'll tell you exactly where he is."
"Deucalion," Loki said, stepping forward. He turned his head to the side, and looked at her. She stopped, glancing at the ground. Scott could smell the fear rushing through her, and his heartbeat picked up again, anger surging through his veins.
"Now, Scott. What do you think?" Scott rushed forward, and Deucalion reacted quickly. He stepped back, evading Scott's strike. The teenager rolled to the ground, and rapidly flipped back up. Deucalion twirled his cane around, knocking aside Scott's fists with ease. The Beta leapt at the elder man once more, and Deucalion thrust the hidden blade of his cane into Scott's shoulder. Scott fell to the ground, gripping the wounded area and groaning. Deucalion raised his cane again, and that's when Loki lost her composure.
"Deucalion, enough!" She ran to Scott's side, kneeling beside the wounded boy. Loki could hear the blade whipping through the air, and it grazed her cheek, drawing blood to the surface. She winced, instinctively pressing a hand against the narrow scratch, not unlike the ones the twins had received just a few days ago. Loki knew it wasn't an accident, but it was Deucalion's way of warning her not to intervene again. She exhaled in pain, gripping Scott's arm and shielding him from Deucalion.
"Loki…" Deucalion managed to fit an entire warning into just her name. The curly haired girl closed her eyes and pressed her forehead to Scott's cheek, determined to keep herself between Deucalion and Scott. "Well Scott, that was impressive, but you know I'm not the one slashing up innocent people. Praying to ancient gods or gathering herbs or whatever the hell druids are supposed to do. I am part of a pack that wants Derek dead, though. Kali is coming for him. So there's a difficult choice you're about to face. Because someone is going to die tonight. And whether that's Derek or Deaton, that's up to you."
"Just tell me where he is," Scott snapped. Deucalion smiled cruelly. He held his cane out, tickling the sharp tip over Loki's skin. He wasn't applying enough pressure for it to hurt, but she still flinched away from the cold blade. Scott could hear the spike in her heartbeat, could smell her fear. He growled. "Leave her alone. Tell me." Deucalion laughed.
"I'll give you a very important clue, and leave the rest up to you and Loki here. Let the current guide you." With that, Deucalion exited the room, leaving the two teenagers alone.
"Scott, you okay?" Loki asked, pressing her hands over Scott's wound. He nodded, pushing himself up with a groan.
"Do you – know? Where he is?" Loki shook her head.
"I don't. Deucalion wouldn't tell me." Scott looked into her wide hazel eyes and nodded. Even though she'd given him no reason to believe her other than her word, Scott trusted her.
"It's okay. I know what we need to do."
"Okay, why are we at my apartment building? Because if it's the reason I think it is, that seems pretty irresponsible given the circumstances." Scott stared at the Alpha werewolf, looking torn between amusement and annoyance. Loki's smile was stretched wide across her face, large and mischievous.
"The Argents live here too. Come on." Scott grabbed her hand, pulling her after him. Once he reached the apartment that the Argents lived in – one floor down from Loki's home – he knocked on the door. Allison opened it almost immediately. Her eyebrows creased when she saw Loki behind Scott.
"What is she doing here?" Scott held up a hand.
"Allison, it's okay. I trust her." The huntress stared at him in disbelief, shaking her head.
"Scott, are you kidding me?" Her voice dropped to a whisper, as though Loki wouldn't hear her if she lowered her voice. Scott gave the dark haired girl a pleading look and she sighed in resignation. "Fine. Come in." She led the two werewolves into her room. "Okay, so I was looking through my dad's drawers when I found this." She held up a black light. The elevator dinged, and Allison swore under her breath. "He wasn't supposed to be back yet."
"What do we do? Where should we go?" Allison looked around and opened the door to her closet.
"Get in there, both of you." Scott nodded, and Loki quickly followed him into the small space. "Stay quiet," Allison ordered. Due to the confined area, Loki and Scott were pressed together. Scott curled his arm around the other werewolf's waist, pulling her close to him. And it didn't take long for Scott to react to their close proximity. Loki glanced down and then back up, grinning at Scott.
"Classy," she whispered, waggling her eyebrows. He rolled his eyes, clearly embarrassed.
"Shut up." Loki pressed a hand over her mouth, suppressing a giggle, which made Scott smile. A few moments later, Loki heard a door click shut down the hall and Allison opened the door to the closet, beckoning the other two teens out.
"Come on." She led them down the hallway and into an office. Walking behind the desk, she paused. "See this map? Last time we were in here talking, he put a book over it. There was something about the way he did it, it was like – it was like he was trying to cover it." Loki looked at the map for anything out of the ordinary, but found nothing.
"I don't see anything," Scott said, and Loki hummed in agreement, squinting her eyes.
"Yeah, you can't." Allison waved the black light around. "Until you use this." She moved it over the map, and little marks began to glow. "He's been tracking and marking everything. Cora and Boyd at the bank, the Alphas in the penthouse above us," Allison glanced at Loki. "He has a mark for where someone's been taken and a different one for where the body is found." Allison took a deep breath. "Now here's the scary part. There have been six sacrifices, right?" Scott nodded. "There are twelve markings on the map."
"What? What does that mean? Did you dad find other bodies and not tell anyone?" Allison shook her head.
"I don't think so," she said quietly. "I think he knows where the bodies are going to be found. So one of these six locations, one of these is where Deaton could end up. I mean, it doesn't tell us where he's being kept right now but – "
"But it's close to figuring it out," Loki said, touching one of the markings.
Loki's phone buzzed in her hand, and she glanced down at it. She and Scott had just left arrived at the animal clinic, and Scott was talking to Stiles and the others about what he and Loki had found at Allison's house. None of them were paying attention to her, so Loki turned away and answered the incoming call.
"We need your help." It was Aiden. Loki could hear the harried breaths of a woman and the snarls of Ethan and Kali in the background. Her hand tightened around her phone.
"I'm busy," she hissed.
"I don't care. We need your help. We're at the loft." Loki sighed, glancing back at Scott. She was about to give into Aiden's request, but a sharp stab of guilt and regret stopped her when she saw Scott's face. Clearly the group had just had a break through, because he looked incredibly hopeful for the first time that day.
"No," she said. Aiden inhaled sharply, and Loki had known him long enough to know that he was about to yell at her for not listening to him, so before he could start she spoke. "Aiden, I'm staying with Scott." Loki lowered her voice as she continued. "I need him to trust me for a little bit longer, and I don't know what's going down at the loft, but I'm willing to bet that my participation it won't help me with that." Aiden responded by hanging up, and Loki snorted when she heard the dial tone. When she looked up, Scott was walking over to her.
"We know where to go," he said. Even as he spoke, his face was guarded, and Loki could tell that something had happened in the past few moments that had made him wary of her once again. "Do you know what's happening at the loft?" he asked. He was clearly in a rush, because even as he talked he was pulling her in the direction of his dirt bike. Loki shook her head.
"No, I don't," she answered truthfully.
"I can't tell if you're lying, so you're coming with me," Scott said, leaving no room for argument. Loki shrugged, heading over to her motorcycle, but Scott grabbed her arm again. "I mean, with me." Loki raised her eyebrows at him.
"Seriously? I don't need a babysitter."
"I don't care." He handed her an extra helmet. "Let's go."
"So, um, where is it that we're going?" Loki yelled over the wind as Scott broke practically every traffic law there was in his haste.
"The same bank vault you guys locked Boyd and Cora in," Scott shouted back. He turned a sharp corner, and Loki tightened her grip on Scott's waist to keep her balance. He glanced back at her. "You okay?"
"Fine." Loki was scanning the roads the best she could through the thick helmet and at the speed they were going at. "Scott, turn here!" He turned without question, and she explained her unexpected command. "If you take another left at the next intersection, and then rejoin the original route you get there much faster." Scott followed her instructions without hesitation, but a small part of him wondered if she was trying to get him lost on purpose to slow things down. This hypothesis turned out to be false, because as soon as he turned left he recognized where he was. Slamming on the breaks and turning to slow down, he parked as hastily as possible before jumping off.
"Scott – keys!" He didn't turn off. Loki shrugged, grabbing the keys from the ignition and following him as quickly as possible. She reached the vault just in time to see Scott get thrown back by a line of mountain ash. Loki ran to help him, pulling him to his feet. He looked down, swearing when he saw the line of mountain ash.
"Scott – " Loki began, but before she could finish Scott was moving forward. He pressed his hands to the barrier, grimacing as he strained to break it. As Loki watched in shock, Scott's eyes glowed yellow and then red. The unmistakable color of an Alpha's eyes bled over the golden color of a Beta's.
Deaton was propped up against the gate of the bank vault. He had regained consciousness, but he was still breathing heavily. Scott had been unable to break the barrier of mountain ash, but the sheriff had arrived just in time. The officer explained that he had known where to look because he recognized a symbol on one the vials in the animal clinic. Loki had only listened to the discussion half-heartedly, mostly because she knew this was the last time Scott would ever fully trust her again. Not that his attention as on her.
"Let's get you an ambulance," Sheriff Stilinski said, clapping Deaton on the shoulder. Loki stood as well.
"I'll give you two a minute," she said. She was pretending to leave for Scott's benefit, but really it was selfishness that led her out of the room. She knew that Deaton had seen Scott's eyes glow red, she knew that he would tell Scott what he really was, and she knew that Scott was smart enough to know why she'd been keeping tabs on him. And she couldn't bear the thought of seeing his face when he figured it out.
Once outside, she sat down on the seat of his dirt bike. She pulled out her phone, texting Aiden her location and asking him to come pick her up. She'd get her bike from the animal clinic later. As she was sitting, the sheriff came over to talk to her.
"So, are you Scott's new girlfriend?" Loki looked up at him, and shrugged, smiling a half-grin, half-grimace.
"Something like that." The sheriff grinned like that pleased him.
"I've known Scott a long time," he said nostalgically. "He's a good kid." Loki nodded, forcing a smile onto her face. Thankfully, at that moment the paramedics arrived on the scene. Some of them rushed into the bank vault immediately, but others stopped to talk to the sheriff, pulling him away from the awkward conversation they had been having. One bent down by Loki and began to question her on what was wrong, but she waved him off.
"I'm not hurt," she said, her eyes focused on Scott. He was walking towards her, eyes stormy with anger. She could hear his heart beating. Standing up in anticipation for his question, she walked towards him. Before he could start his accusations, Loki grabbed his shirt and pulled him towards her. She kissed him once, quickly, just before her memories of the two of them would likely be forever tainted. As soon as the broke apart, Scott started talking.
"You knew." It wasn't a question. Loki pressed her lips together, and nodded once. Scott closed his eyes. "So – I was right, then? When we were leaving the motel? None of this was real to you, was it?" His voice rose, and he took a deep breath, clearly trying to maintain his composure. "Don't lie to me."
"I'm not going to lie to you," she said. "I'm not going to say anything at all." She glanced over her shoulder, and saw Aiden. He was leaning forward over the handlebars of his motorcycle, and it was obvious that he was listening to their conversation. Loki turned around, heading over to him and ignoring Scott when he called her name out, softly. She walked over to the blonde Alpha, and slid on to the seat behind him.
"You okay?" He asked. Loki knew him well enough to know that he was asking not just about the fight with her sort-of boyfriend, but about everything that had happened. She nodded, putting her arms around his waist as he revved the engine.
"Fine." She lied, not looking back. "But you and I are going to have a talk about privacy later."
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