Thanks for the reviews. To clear up something, Scott left her because he thought she'd be fine to go to class on her own, and he didn't want to be late for that AP Biology class. I hope I haven't lost any readers, I do plan on having Derek come back, I just want to see how this season plays out so I can play it right. I'm still debating if Isaac should make an appearance or not. Suggestions are always welcome!

I do not own anything in this chapter, besides Laci, everything else belongs to their rightful owners.

Chapter 4

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While Liam and Mason went to find Brett, who Laci found out was a werewolf from this other pack, Lydia, Kira, and herself found themselves at Tracy's house. Lydia had the thought that maybe something in Tracy's room would help them figure out what was wrong with her. "Hold on, isn't this like a crime scene or something?" Kira whispered, stopping Lydia from going into the room.

"No," Lydia said with an eye roll as she pushed open the door.

They paused as they took in the police tape surrounding Stacy's bed. "Or . . . maybe it is."

Lydia shot Laci a look before turning her attention to the room. "Don't worry about it."

Kira and Laci shared a look before looking around the room. Laci broke away from the two, going toward the dresser as if in a trance. Lydia looked at her curiously, but said nothing. Something wasn't right about her friend, but she'd have to worry about it later. "Okay, so . . . what are we looking for?" Kira asked, glancing at Laci worriedly.

The last thing they needed was tampering with a crime scene under their belts too. Lydia looking around the room, as if waiting for something to come to her. "I'm not sure." She said, glancing back at her quickly. "I'm mostly just following a feeling." She said as she wondered more into the room, taking Laci's lead as she looked around.

"Your feelings usually lead to dead bodies." Kira pointed out.

Laci searched through the dresser as Lydia turned the lamp on so they could get a better look around the room. "Well, let me know if you find one."

Kira cleared her throat and joined in the search. Laci found a box of photos and smile weakly as she skimmed through them. Tracy was happy with her family. She was a normal girl, with normal parents. Until her world got flipped and she killed her own father. Lydia touched her arm, getting her attention. "Why don't you look over there? I'll check the rest of the dresser." She suggested, nodding her head to the side.

Laci hesitated, glancing at the photo in her hand, before slowly putting it back down and nodding her head. Lingering another moment, she moved away from the box of memories and went to continue the search elsewhere. Kira found another box under the bed and opened it, revealing a dream catcher and some old cards. "Hey, look at this." She said, glancing back at the other two before reading the card in her hand.

"Remember, Tracy-bear, it only works if you believe it. Hopes this helps. Love, dad." Kira read out, glancing at Lydia who stood beside her. "This is beyond depressing."

Looking at the dream catcher, Lydia couldn't help but feel bad for Tracy and her dad. He was just trying to help her, and she killed him. It didn't make any sense to her. From what she knew about Tracy, she loved her dad. He was all she had, and she was all he had. "He was just trying to help her." She said sadly, glancing at the other two.

"Why would she go after him like that?"

"I guess, she wasn't in control of herself." Laci said, looking guilty as she caught Lydia's eyes.

Lydia looked at her curiously, wondering what the was about. Her friend was really starting to worry her. She might be back, but something had changed about her. She wasn't the Laci McCall she knew and loved. "But it wasn't even a full moon." Kira pointed out, getting Lydia's attention back.

Lydia picked up the dream catcher in her hands, looking it over. It was a thoughtful gift, even if she didn't believe they really worked. It was still sweet, regardless. "Maybe a werewolf with night terrors is worse than . . ." She paused, something dawning on her. "You know, there are cases of people who accidentally murdered their entire family while in a night terror." She explained to the two girls. "They had no idea what they were doing. It's call homicidal somnambulism."

Kira and Laci shared a look, worry filling their eyes. If what Lydia was saving was true, then they were in some serious trouble and the guys and Malia didn't even know. "So if Tracy's killing people she doesn't really want to kill, she might not actually be awake." Kira said, looking between the two of them confused.

"She's still in a night terror."

Laci took the dream catcher from Lydia, looking it over curiously. A small gasp left her lips as a shock went through her. An imagine of Lydia laying in a pool of her own blood, giving her a weak smile of reassurance played in her mind. "It's okay." Lydia mouthed, no sound coming out as she spoke. Laci stood there, terrified, not knowing what to do.

Just as soon as she saw the picture came, it was gone and she was back in Tracy's room holding the dream catcher. Her entire body was shaking, not knowing what to think of what she'd just seen. Blinking, breathing hard, she looked over to see Lydia and Kira watching her worriedly. "I-I'm fine. Just, um, just a shock." She lied, hurrying to put down the dream catcher.

Kira and Lydia watched her concerned for a moment before Kira cleared her throat and got back to the task at hand. Trying to figure out what they could about Tracy. It made no sense for Tracy to go after the two people who helped her the most. "Okay, wait a second. I mean, her dad was just trying to help her, right?" Kira asked.

"So was her psychiatrist." Lydia said as she looked through the pictures hanging up on Tracy's wall.

"So maybe that's why she was at the school." Laci pointed out.

Something was strange about the drawings, Lydia realized. There was something off, she just couldn't understand what that was. It was connected to what was happening to Tracy, she was sure of it. She just couldn't put her finger on it. "She was just looking for someone else who was trying to help?" She asked, though it made sense.

"Yeah. Oh, maybe it was you?" Kira said, causing Lydia to shoot her a look. "Or not. Since that would mean she wants to kill you."

Then it seemed to dawn on the red head. Kira was right. Tracy was looking for someone today when she came to school. It just wasn't who they were thinking it was. "No, you're right. I was trying to help, but so was someone else. My mother." She said, realization hitting her. "What if Tracy went to the school looking for her?"

"Where's your mom now?" Laci asked, looking worried for her friend's mom.

"On a date."

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Lydia drove like a speed demon when she needed to. Not that Laci blamed her, it was her mom that was in danger. She'd be doing the same if it was Scott or her mom. Hell, even if it was Stiles and the sheriff. They were her family too. Speaking of the Sheriff, she was blown away with finding out he and Lydia's mom were dating. She definitely missed a lot while she was.

Now wasn't the time to congratulate the sheriff though. It wasn't long before Lydia parked at the station. The car was barely stopped before the three jumped out and headed for the front doors, Lydia leading the way. "Mom, she's coming!" She called out as she pushed the doors open to find her mother and the sheriff standing together. "Tracy's coming for you." She said, trying to catch her breath.

"What?" She asked confused. "What do you mean for me?"

Kira gripped Laci's wrist as the two slowly looked up. Lydia followed their gazes up to the ceiling where Tracy was. The girl was no longer the normal looking person they'd seen before. She had a tail, half her face was covered in blue patches, and her eyes glowed yellow. The tail was what through them off.

Tracy let out a low growl at the three. The girls screamed, ducking when Tracy lunged. The sheriff quickly took out his gun and shot at the girl, trying to at least slow her down long enough for Scott or someone to show up. Tracy turned her attention to him then, swiping at his hand to rid him of his gun. The sheriff dropped, motionless, as the toxin set in. Kira pulled out her sword, turning her attention away from the sheriff before Tracy could hurt him.

"Kira, look out!"

Lydia tried to edge toward her mother, Laci sticking close. That . . . whatever it was, she saw of Lydia, she didn't want it to become a reality. The two watched as Kira tried to fight Tracy, but they knew Kira wasn't going to last long. They'd fought a Kanima before, and they would have lost if not for Lydia and the key. Lydia knew she needed to get her mother out of her before it was too late. "Mom, run." She yelled, but her mom was frozen in fear. She didn't want to leave the kids and the sheriff. "Run!" She yelled, snapping her mother out of it.

As she turned to run, Tracy turned her attention back to her. Lydia needed to do something, give her mom a head start. She was putting herself between Tracy and her mother. Laci's eyes widened when she realized what was going to happen. "No!" She shrieked, pushing Lydia out of the way just as Tracy's tail dug into her side. Her eyes widened, a yelp leaving her lips as pain etching across her face.

"Lydia!" Natalie Martin screamed, thinking it was her daughter who'd been wounded.

"Laci, no!" Lydia called over, watching as her friend fell to the ground holding her side.

Hurrying over to her, she pulled her into her arms. No, no, this couldn't happen again. They just got her back, they couldn't lose her again. Kira got up and hurried to block Tracy from hurting the girls or going after Natalie. Lydia brushed Laci's hair out of her face. "Wh-why did you save me?" She asked, glancing up to see Kira struggling to fight Tracy.

Laci put her hand over hers, giving her a weak smile. "You're my best friend."

Before she could say anything, the sound of Tracy screaming got her attention. Kira had cut off her tail. Something was happening to Kira, flames surrounded her. It was the fox. Lydia could see it as she hurried to apply pressure to Laci's wound. Tracy used the distraction to run off and disappear. Soon the fox disappeared, Kira breathing heavily before she looked to Lydia and Laci.

"Help me with her." Lydia said, trying to get to her feet so she could move Laci away from the room.

Kira hurried over and carefully helped her move Laci into the sheriff's office. Laci screamed in pain from the movement. "It's gonna be alright, Lace. You're gonna be fine." Lydia tried to reassure her.

Malia walked through the door, taking in the scene before her. Her eyes settled on the motionless Sheriff, who was looking right back at her. "Careful." He whispered.

"Malia?" Lydia called out.

Malia followed her voice and paused in the doorway, taking in the bloody sight before her. It wasn't good, she knew that much. "Lydia?" She asked, tensing at the sight of Laci just laying there. Her body was covered in a sheet of sweat, blood flowing out from her side. Kira and Lydia were trying to stop the bleeding, but it wasn't working.

"It's okay. It's not . . . it's . . . it's not as . . . as bad as it looks." Laci said weakly.

She wasn't thinking when she'd pushed Lydia. All she'd thought was it couldn't be Lydia. She couldn't let Lydia get hurt. So, she'd jumped in front of her, taking the wound herself. It never occurred to her the fear she was putting her friends through. They lost her once, now she was putting them through more hell.

"Malia, listen. Tracy, she think she's asleep. She thinks she's dreaming. It's a night terror." Lydia tried to explain to Malia.

"I don't know what that-"

She knew Malia didn't understand, but she needed to. There wasn't a lot of time left, and every second they wasted, was another Tracy was alone with her mother. She couldn't lose her mom, she refused to. "She's dreaming. She's not asleep. You have to understand." She pleaded, grabbing another cloth to replace the bloody one in her hands.

Malia didn't understand, it didn't make sense. To her, they should have killed her when they had a chance. Scott had asked her to save her though. She was conflicted on what to do. The easy way would be to just kill her, but if they had chosen the easy way with her, she'd be dead right now. They hadn't though. They did everything they could to save her. "Malia," The sheriff said out, getting her attention. "Basement. They're in the basement."

"They?"

"Tracy, and my mother." Lydia said out, fear in her voice.

Malia hesitated before nodding and hurrying to go find Tracy. Kira shared a look with Lydia, both scared for the bleeding girl between them. There had to be something they could do. It would break Scott and Stiles, themselves included, if they had to say goodbye to her just when they got her back.