I crossed my legs as I sighed impatiently once more.

I was at the police station again, this time, waiting on the FBI agent to talk to me. He was taking his sweet time talking to the sheriff, and hadn't once even acknowledged me. He had about thirty more seconds before I brushed him off instead and left.

He hadn't seemed to hear me when I told him that I had to be at work by two, and I didn't need to be late. Melissa was counting on me.

I hadn't even gotten this guy's name, I only knew him as the man who had exposed me to my friends and could potentially get me killed.

"Cass," The sheriff called from his door, "you can come in now."

I stood and moved toward the door, hearing him shut it behind me as I came in and sat on the bench. The agent eyed me, then looked back to his papers on the desk.

"You haven't had a picture taken in a while, have you Ms. Whittaker?" "Well, I haven't really had the time, considering I'm literally running for my life. I'll make sure to put that on my to-do list."

The agent grimaced and walked toward me. He was a very tall man, with dark hair and eyes that made him look intimidating. I got a quick glance at the name on his badge: Rafael M.

He put his hands on his hips and stared me down. "Your brother is certainly in hot pursuit. He killed many in his last attempt to get out of prison." "Let me guess, you want information." "We need information. You're his sister, you've got to know something."

"Um, in case I wasn't clear enough, I have been RUNNING for my LIFE. I haven't seen him in six years, and I want to keep that streak going for as long as possible." "You're saying his only sole purpose is to find you?" "And kill me, yes."

"Might be good to have her around after all," he turned and muttered to the sheriff, whose eyes squinted. "She's not bait, Agent. She's a human being, one I intend to see protected. Isn't it enough that you've taken base here to wait for him?"

I gasped, stealing both of their attention.

"You mean…he's already found me?"

"No," the agent said, "but it appears that he's close. Do you know where he is currently?" "Last I saw was Arkansas," I said breathlessly, placing a hand over my heart, which was bludgeoning my ribcage.

"I got report in this morning, he's no longer in Arkansas. Last night he was spotted in Seminole, Oklahoma. He had a freshly murdered man under his foot. Tell me something, Cassia," He squatted down to meet my eyes, "is your brother a cannibal?"

The thought made me sick to my stomach.

"No," I said, "just a murderer. Why?" "A report claimed blood to be on his face, particularly around his mouth." "It was like that when he killed our parents too," I said, blinking fast to keep the tears from forming, "he gets so into it…it's messy."

I glanced quickly at the wastebasket beside the sheriff's desk then brought my eyes back to the agent's. The man sighed and stood, walking slowly back to the file he had open on the table.

"Cassia, your brother is in the top ten of the most wanted. We want to nab him as much as you want him put away. Anything you could tell us, let us in on or advise us on would be incredibly helpful."

"I haven't seen him since the night he got dragged out by authorities, promising to kill me. There is nothing I can tell you but this: If he comes here looking for me, tell him where I am and stay out of his way."

"Absolutely not!" The sheriff yelled, "You're a citizen of Beacon Hills and it is my duty to protect those within its boundaries. I will not hand you over to someone who wishes to kill you."

"Though I appreciate your concern, sheriff, you do not know my brother. You only know some of the things he's done. If he gets to me, there will be no stopping him, and you can't get in the way and get yourself killed. At this point, I'm simply pushing my luck."

"Regardless," he replied, "I will do what I have to do to see that you're safe. Let me know if you need help at all. If you find any additional info, please call me. Go on, now." "Wait a minute, Stilinski, you can't just-"

"Go on, Cassia, I'll see you later."

I stood hurriedly and left, hearing the two men begin throwing words at each other before I got out fully.

My shoulders were exhausted with the tension in them, and the ache had settled between my shoulder blades. I relaxed a little though, when I saw Theo's truck in the parking lot. He was leaned up against the tailgate, hands in his pockets and wearing a sly grin.

I smiled without thinking and walked over, greeting him with a quick hug.

"So, what's the verdict?" He asked, letting his arm rest around my shoulders. "Well, the stalker is closer than I previously thought, he killed another innocent person and we're still not close to finding out what the wyvern's weaknesses are, so the verdict is poor."

"Actually," he said, pulling out his phone, "we did learn one thing. Wyverns are known to be immune to fire and ice. Maybe we should start testing people." "By burning or freezing them?" I asked.

"Why not?" "Theo, no, that's inhumane." "Whatever it takes. We can't continue to walk on eggshells, people are dying." "That doesn't mean we can just…injure or kill innocent people. That's exactly what I'm running from right now."

Theo sighed, pulling me closer to him and putting his head on top of mine. "Alright," he said, "well, do us a favor. You have access to files we can't get. Begin looking through them, and see who is relatively new to Beacon County. Around when you showed up."

"That's why you thought it was me." I guessed, and he nodded. "Okay," I agreed, "I'll scan them. Drop me off?"

"Yeah."

~Theo POV~

Once I had dropped Cass off at work, I drove around, letting my mind wander.

We had to figure out a way to test people without harming them, because Cassia was right, we couldn't do the very thing that she'd been victim to for years. Though I had no qualms of killing, I didn't want or need to give her reason to doubt I could tell the truth.

My phone went off, announcing a text message, and opening it, I saw Liam's name.

"Doc Deaton leaving for a few days."

Did that mean that he might have found a way to stop this thing? If he had, we needed to know so that we could prepare.

"Advice?" I sent back.

"Might be on to something. Stand by."

I nodded to myself, and went on driving, and rolled the windows down for fresh air.

I was glad that Cassia had the next day off. That meant I could spend the day with her. If Liam knew about me kissing her that day she had been exposed, he hadn't done anything to try and break it up. But I assumed he was just waiting for the right time. Liam was a sneaky, conniving little bastard sometimes.

I whipped my head up mid-thought, slamming on the breaks.

I caught a scent, one unfamiliar, but I knew it all the same. It was the creature!

I pulled over to the side, and got out. Quietly, I followed it into the woods.

This thing was close by, and I needed to be extra stealthy. I thought about texting Liam, but decided against it. He would only make me wait, and if I caught this creature by surprise, I might could kill it before it got away.

I was careful not to step on any sticks, dry leaves or rocks, doing my best to stick to silence. I felt myself shifting, and I allowed my wolf form to emerge. Dropping onto all fours, I was a lot quieter, and if this creature did spot me, I would be faster at getting away.

The scent lingered over about a mile into the woods, and finally the scent hit me so strong, I knew to begin looking. I crept about the trees, keeping a sharp eye out.

Sensing movement to my left, I turned slowly, and saw…a person?

Carefully, as not to alert them, I basically tiptoed over to a tree close by. From the back, the features weren't prominent, and I had a hard time telling if it was male or female, but I knew one thing: it had coal black hair, just above the shoulders.

I saw the thing begin looking around.

It must have sensed my presence, and I quickly darted silently back into the woods. Thankfully, I hadn't been noticed. My heart was racing, and I felt the urge to turn back around and attack, but that wouldn't be the smartest, especially when I hadn't told anyone, nor did I have backup.

I had one more little detail though, and that was important.

**Doc Deaton leaving? That almost always results in finding a way to stop whatever creature they're dealing with! Think he'll find it? Hope you enjoyed and thanks for reading!**