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Chapter Three

Sunlight shined into the room from the open window, bathing Lina in a golden glow. Groggily, she opened her eyes and jerked, flinching, at the rays of light in her face. She rubbed a hand over her face and groaned as she climbed out of bed, a knock on her door making her jump in surprise and trip over a forgotten book on the floor. She fell with a thud, an 'oomph' leaving her lips. Stiles poked his head into the room and raised an eyebrow at her.

"... Why are you on the floor?"

She glared darkly at him, scowling.

He paled and let out a nervous laugh. "Li? You, uh, you have your scary face on." he flailed a bit as he took a step back, the door opening more.

Her glare darkened.

Stiles let out another nervous chuckle. "I have to, um,... make breakfast! Yeah, that's it. I have to go make breakfast. Bye!" the male twin dashed away, sprinting down the stairs to the kitchen, where he let out a sigh of relief. He forgot how terrifying his sister's glares were.

Lina huffed and climbed to her feet. "Boys." she muttered to herself, rolling her eyes.

Not in the mood to 'dress up', she just sluggishly threw on a dark red tank top and black sweatpants, along with her grey converses. Throwing her hair up into a messy ponytail, she walked down the stairs and entered the kitchen, the scent of coffee, chocolate, and vanilla surrounding her, making her relax a bit. She blinked when a cup off coffee was practically shoved in her face before arching an eyebrow at her brother.

He smiled a bit anxiously at her. "I know you're in one of your moods, so I made the coffee for you. And chocolate chip waffles. With whipped cream."

She smiled gratefully at him and took the coffee. "Thanks, Sti. Best brother ever. Seriously." she declared, taking a sip of the hot beverage. She let out a sigh of content and took a seat at the table, grinning when Stiles set a plate of chocolate chip waffles with whipped cream on top in front of her. "Thanks bro." she said as she put her coffee down and dug into the food.

Both teens glanced up at the sound of footsteps, smiling when Derek entered the room. He nodded in greeting to them, going straight for the coffee. Lina ate the last bite of her food and stood, heading for the sink. She set her dish down and gave the werewolf a quick hug before going up stairs to the bathroom. While she was brushing her teeth, Stiles got a text from Scott saying that he needed to tell him something. He frowned as he stared at his phone, a foreboding feeling coiling in the pit of his stomach. Derek looked up from his coffee, eyebrows furrowed in concern.

"Stiles?"

Stiles jerked, his head shooting up, as he was pulled from his thoughts. "Huh?"

"Are you alright?"

"I think something happened with Scott. Just this feeling." Stiles stated.

Derek arched an eyebrow and straightened. "Do you think it has to do with the Alpha?"

"Most likely." the teen sighed. "Something big is going to happen. I just don't know if it'll be good or bad."

Derek shrugged, but before he could say anything, Lina entered the room and grabbed Stiles by the arm, dragging him towards the front door.

"We're going to be late." she commented before calling out, "Bye Derek!" to the man in the kitchen.

/

"Guys, guys, guys!" Scott frantically ran towards them, panic twisting his features.

Lina arched an eyebrow at him. "You okay?"

"No. I-I had a dream last night... it was going so well. Allison and I were alone and we were making out..."

Lina leaned toward him a bit, eyes lighting with curiosity and concern as Scott told them about his dream, how he attacked Allison during their make-out session. He had transformed and then...

"So you killed her." Stiles concluded, opening the entrance door for them to walk through.

"I dunno," Scott shrugged. "I just woke up. I was sweating like crazy and I couldn't breathe. I've never had a dream where I woke up like that before."

"Really?" Stiles inquired. "I have. Usually ends differently."

Lina wrinkled her nose in disgust. "Dude, I so didn't want to hear that. I need mind bleach now." she shuddered.

Stiles snickered at her.

Scott sent Stiles a small glare. "A, I meant I've never had a dream that felt that real and B, never give me that much detail about you in bed again."

"Yeah, I second that." Lina piped up.

"Noted," Stiles said to them.

"So, can I ju-"

"No, I know." Scott interrupted Lina, making her huff and glare at him. "You guys think it has something to do with me going out with Allison tomorrow... like I'm going to lose control and rip her throat out."

"No, of course not," Stiles and Lina denied. At Scott's pointed look they confessed," Yeah. That's totally it."

"If it's any help, I think you're handling this quite well. It's not like there's a Lycanthropy for Beginners class you could take," Stiles replied.

"Well, not a class, but maybe a teacher." Scott gave them a hint of his thoughts.

"Who, Derek?" Stiles asked. "He'll probably help as much as he can."

"He's staying with you two, right? You think I can come over after school?"

"As if you have to ask, Scotty." Lina rolled her eyes.

"Maybe he'll have an explanation about my dream. I mean, chasing Allison and dragging her to the back of the bus, it just felt so real. Like it actually happened."

They opened one of the doors leading to the back of the school to find a school bus with the back door damaged and blood all over it, three police cars surrounding and Lina shared a worried look.

"I think it actually did." Stiles whispered, before the trio immediately went back into the school to look for Allison. "She's probably fine." Stiles tried to reassure Scott.

"She's not answering my texts, Stiles." Scott looked at them worriedly.

The teen wolf frantically searched every face they passed, before he slammed himself in front of a locked. Letting out a frustrated cry, he punched the locker in front of him, denting it heavily, so heavily that it dangled from a hinge. Lina was starting to panic a bit as well, when she spotted Allison, who bumped into Scott. Grabbing Stiles, she dragged him away to give the couple privacy. Stiles scowled at her.

"What's with all the manhandling today?!"

She rolled her eyes. "You're slow." she said as an explanation.

Before he could argue, an announcement echoed through the hallway.

"Attention, students. This is your principal. I know you're all wondering about the incident that occurred last night to one of our buses. While the police work to determine what happened, classes will proceed as scheduled. Thank you."

Lina pouted in disappointment and headed for chemistry. She went to her seat in the back of the room (Harris didn't trust her to sit anywhere near Stiles after that mini explosion they purposely caused) and sat down, giving her lab partner and friend, Erica, a smile.

"Hey, E." she greeted.

"Hi, Lina." the blonde said shyly, a hint of a smile on her face.

Lina studied her, frowning a bit when she saw that the blonde's hair hid her face. She reached out and brushed a few locks back, tucking them behind an ear, and smiled. "There. I can see your face, which you really shouldn't hide. You're beautiful, E."

Erica shook her head. "No, I'm not."

"You really are. I'd so date you if you were a lesbian and not crushing on my brother."

Erica's eyes widened. "Wha-really? You... you would date me?" she asked insecurely.

Lina wrapped the girl in a comforting hug. "Of course I would, sweetie. Not only are you beyond pretty, but you're a geek like me. And you love Bleach almost as much as I do."

Erica brightened and laughed a bit. "That's because Ichigo is awesome. And hot."

"Too true. Hey, you should come over my house sometime. It's been forever since we last hung out. We could watch Batman."

"The ones with Michael Keaton?"

"Of course."

"I'd-"

"Hey, I think they found something!" the girl sitting beside Scott (When had Stiles moved?, Lina absently wondered) exclaimed.

Lina and Erica shot up from their seats and ran over to the window, hoping to get a good look. The paramedics were wheeling someone away. Suddenly, the person on the gurney jumped up, making Erica jerk back in shock. Lina instinctively pulled her into a protective embrace, her eyes locked on the person. Just what the hell happened last night? Was it the Alpha?, Lina wondered to herself. It was then that an epiphany hit her. Of course! How could I have forgotten! All Beta's have a connection with their Alpha. The Alpha must have used that connection to get to Scott!

/

"Something happened last night, but I can't remember what." Scott took a seat across from Stiles at the lunch table, while Lina sat beside her brother.

"I think I know." Lina spoke up, making the two males turn to her. "Alpha's have connections with Beta's they've turned themselves. The Alpha must've used that connection to get to you. He made you believe you were attacking Allison."

Stiles facepalmed. "How could I have forgotten that?" he chided himself.

Lina patted his shoulder comfortingly. "It's okay. I wondered the same when it finally hit me."

Scott's eyes widened. "Can... can the Alpha control me?"

Stiles and Lina shared a look before giving Scott a grim look. "It's a large possibility."

"I can't go out with Allison. I have to cancel." Scott declared.

"No," Stiles retorted. "You're not cancelling, okay? You can't just cancel your entire life. We'll figure it out."

"Figure what out?" Lydia asked, placing her lunch tray on the table as she sat down on Scott's left.

Stiles immediately tensed, straightening his back. "Just some homework." He lied easily.

"Yeah," Lina nodded in agreement. He leaned over the table. "Why's she sitting with us?" he asked so quietly, Lina almost didn't hear it.

Matt, a player on the lacrosse team, suddenly sat on Lina's other side while Greenberg sat down at the head of the table. Danny took the empty seat next to Stiles and Allison took the remaining seat beside Scott.

"What the fuck?" Lina mumbled, confused.

People didn't sit with her, her brother, and Scott. Being the outcasts of the school, people pretty much avoided them, not that Lina minded. She enjoyed being a loner, prefered it.

"Get up." Jackson suddenly ordered, joining their table.

"How come you never ask Danny to get up?" Greenberg protested.

"Because I don't stare as his girlfriends' coin slot," Danny replied simply.

Lina let out a small snort of amusement and Danny shot her a grin. Greenberg got up, allowing Jackson to take a seat at the head of the table.

"So, I hear they're saying it's some type of animal attack. Probably a cougar?" Danny said.

"I heard mountain lion," Jackson interjected.

"A cougar is a mountain lion," Lina exclaimed at the same time Lydia did, though Lydia added, "Isn't it?" after everyone turned to stare at her. That was one of the reasons Lina disliked the strawberry redhead. She pretended to be stupid, when she was actually very intelligent.

"Who cares." Jackson rolled his eyes. "The guy was probably some homeless tweaker who's gonna die anyway."

Stiles nudged his sister before saying, "Actually, I just found out who it is. Check it out." He leaned forward, placing his phone in the center of the table for them to watch.

"The Sheriff's department won't speculate on the details of the incident, but confirmed the victim, Garrison Meyers, did survive the attack. Meyers was taken to a local hospital where he remains in critical condition."

"I know this guy!" Scott declared, recognition on his face.

"You do?" Allison asked.

"Yea," Scott answered. "When I used to take the bus back when I lived with my dad. He was the driver." Scott looked at the twins worriedly.

"Can we talk about something slightly more fun, please?" Lydia commented, uninterested. "Like, oh, where we're going tomorrow night." She looked at Allison. "You said you and Scott were hanging out tomorrow night, right?"

Allison sputtered out an excuse while Lina exchanged an incredulous look with Stiles.

"Well, I am not sitting home again watching lacrosse videos, so if the four of us are hanging out, we are doing something fun," Lydia turned to Lina, making the brunette tense a bit. "Are you and Stiles coming, as well?"

Lina immediately came up with an excuse, one that actually wasn't a lie. "Nope. We're hanging out with a friend of ours."

Jackson snorted. "What friend? I thought McCall was your only friend." he said rudely.

Lina glared at him, before smirking slightly. "You remember the guy from the party; dark hair, green eyes, and leather jacket?" she asked the blonde, whose eyes filled with recognition as a scowl twisted his features. "Him."

Allison tilted her head to the side. "Derek, right?"

Lina nodded.

Lydia eyed the mage intently. "You're boyfriend, Lina?"

Lina made a grossed out face. "Me and Derek? That'd be like incest."

"What are you three going to do?" Scott asked curiously.

Lina and Stiles shared a look. "Train."

Scott immediately understood. The others, not so much.

"Train?" Danny asked.

"Yeah. Derek is teaching us mixed martial arts." Half truth.

"I though you already knew how to fight."

Stiles chuckled. "Derek is on a whole other level. Dude's like a ninja."

"W-wait," Scott interrupted. "Hanging out? Like, the four of us? Do you wanna hang out? Like, us and them?" he asked Allison, confused.

"Yeah," Allison responded. "I guess. Sounds fun."

Lina could tell that she was lying.

"You know what else sounds fun?" Jackson asked, picking up a fork. "Stabbing myself in the face with this fork.

"Drama queen." Lina muttered.

Beside her, Matt chuckled in amusement and she smiled innocently at him.

"How about bowling?" Lydia suggested. "You love bowling." She turned to her boyfriend.

"Yeah, with actual competition." Jackson retorted.

Allison took his comment as a challenge. "How do you know we're not actual competition? You can bowl, right?" she asked Scott.

"Sort of," Scott replied.

"Is it sort of, or yes?" Jackson taunted the teen wolf.

"Yes," Scott declared firmly. "In fact, I'm a great bowler."

Lina face palmed, making everyone look at her. "Sorry, I just remembered that I was supposed to meet up with a friend in the library." She said as she stood.

"I'm coming with you," Stiles piped up, standing as well.

"Me too!" Scott added. "I'll catch you later." he directed to Allison.

The trio left the cafeteria and, as soon as the doors were closed, Stiles turned to Scott. "You're a terrible bowler!"

"I know! I'm such an idiot." Scott whined.

Lina snorted. "Yes, yes you are."

"God, it was like watching a car wreck. I mean, first it turned into the whole group date thing, and then out of no where comes that phrase."

"'Hang out.'" Scott scoffed.

"You don't hang out with hot girls, okay?" Stiles retorted. "Well, unless it's Lina, but you're my sister so you doesn't count." he directed to his twin. "It's like death," he continued. "Once it's hanging out, you might as well be her gay best friend. You and Danny can start hanging out."

"How is this happening? I either killed a guy, or I didn't." Scott exclaimed.

"I don't think Danny likes me very much... which is weird 'cause he's friends with Lina."

"I ask Allison on a date, and now we're hanging out."

"Am I not attractive to gay guys?"

"I make first line, and the team captain wants to destroy me, and now-" Scott glanced down at his watch. "Now I'm gonna be late for work."

"Wait, Scott!" Stiles called. "You didn't- am I attractive to gay guys!?" Stiles turned his gaze to his sister, who shrugged.

"You're attractive, I guess, but I don't think that has anything to do with Danny's behavior towards you. Unless he secretly likes you and is ashamed, cuz you're you."

Stiles gave her an offened look. "And what's wrong with me?"

"From my point of view? Nothing. From other people's? A lot."

Her twin pouted. "S'not fair."

"That's life for ya."

"... Do you think Danny secretly likes me?"

Lina groaned and walked away, ignoring the calls of her name from her brother.

/

Lina was in the living room with her brother and Derek, watching Iron Man, when the doorbell rang. Stiles got up to answer and Derek glanced at Lina.

"Scott's here." he told her.

She nodded, not surprised. "He wants to talk to you. About that dream of his."

He sighed, looking a bit annoyed.

Stiles and Scott entered the room not even a second later, Scott looking nervous. Stiles returned to his spot beside Derek while Scott sat on the loveseat, facing the elder werewolf, who stared back blankly. Lina could almost feel the tension filling the room.

Scott cleared his throat. "Um, okay, so I think I did something last night. I had a dream about... someone, but someone else got hurt. And it turns out that part of my dream might have actually happened."

"You think you attacked the driver?" Derek spoke.

"Did you see what I did last night?"

"No," Derek retorted.

"Can you at least tell me the truth? Am I gonna hurt someone?"

"Yes."

"Could I kill someone?"

"Yes."

"Am I gonna kill someone?"

"Probably. Look, I can show you how to remember. I can show you how to control the shift, even on a full moon. But it's not gonna come for free."

"What do you want?" Scott asked wearily, glancing at the twins.

Lina snorted. "Don't worry, Scott. It's nothing bad. I think."

Scott shot her a 'not helping' look, making her shrug and smile innocently.

"You'll find out," Derek answered. "But for now, I'm gonna give you what you want. Go back to the bus. Go inside. See it, feel it. Let your senses - your sight, smell, touch - let them remember for you."

"That's it?" Scott asked incredulously. "Just- just go back?"

"Do you want to know what happened?" Derek retorted.

"I just want to know if I hurt that guy," Scott said.

Lina and Stiles shared a look, knowing that, that was utter bullshit.

"No, you don't," Derek wasn't fooled either. "You want to know if you'll hurt her."

Scott let out a frustrated sigh, running a hand through his hair. "That's really it?"

"That's really it." Derek confirmed, nodding.

Scott gave a reluctant nod before standing. "Are you two coming with me?"

Stiles scoffed as he stood. "Like you even have to ask."

"Yeah, lets go."

The skies were black by the time they arrived at the school, the sun having fully set. The three teens climbed out of the jeep, though instead of following the two boys, Lina leaned against the front of the jeep.

"Hey, no, just me," Scott protested, noticing that Stiles was following him. "Someone needs to keep watch."

"That's what Lina's for," Stiles stated.

Scott narrowed his eyes at him.

"Okay, okay," Stiles sighed, giving in. "Why's it starting to feel like you're Batman and I'm Robin? I don't want to be Robin all the time."

"Hey, I like Robin." Lina spoke up. "And if you're Robin, I'm Batgirl."

"I still don't want to be Robin all the time!" Stiles exclaimed.

Scott looked at them disbelievingly. "Nobody's Batman and Robin nd Batgirl any of the time."

Stiles sulked. "Not even some of the time?"

"Just. Stay. Here." Scott ordered.

"We're so Robin and Batgirl." Lina muttered to her brother as he leaned against the jeep beside her.

He grinned at her and they high fived. "Totally."

After a minute passed, the twins started to get a bit restless and went back in the jeep, watching out for anybody.

"This so boring." Stiles whined.

"I know. Keeping watch su- uh oh."

Stiles turned to his sister. "What is it?"

"Patrol." Lina responded before reaching over and pressing down on the horn, alerting Scott.

A few seconds later, Scott came running out of the bus. The twins watched with amazement as he jumped off a car, doing a backflip over the fence. Lina quickly climbed into the backseat as Scott sprinted towards the jeep.

"Go, go!" Scott yelled once he was inside.

"Did it work? Did you remember?" Stiles asked.

"Yeah. So, I was there last night, and the blood... a lot of it was mine."

"So, did you attack him?" Lina asked.

"No. I saw glowing eyes in the bus, but they weren't mine. Derek's eyes turn blue, right?"

"Yeah, why?" Stiles asked, slightly confused by the almost random question.

"I saw red eyes."

"So, the Alpha." Lina stated.

"And the bus driver?" Stiles asked.

"I think I was trying to protect him." Scott admitted.

"So you didn't do it. Which means that you're not a killer. It also means that-"

"I can go out with Allison." Scott sighed a bit dreamily.

Lina rolled her eyes. "He meant that you weren't gonna kill us, Scott. "she deadpanned.

"Oh, yeah... that too."

Lina sighed. She loved Scott, but he could be an idiot sometimes.