"And then she went back to him. Unbelievable." They had been sitting in the Chem Lab for over an hour now. It wasn't the idea room; the windows were not too big, but every room with no windows was jammed full of stuff that would take longer to sort than the situation they were in. Stiles had been bringing Claudia up to speed but most of what he had told her had centred on some girl he clearly liked, but what was important was this. Firstly, werewolves were real and secondly she needed to get out of here, fast.
"I mean, what exactly are you doing here?"
Crap. He was still talking, and now asking questions.
"Well I think that's all I need to know so I'm just-"
"WOAH! Time out, you can't just leave. Look I can tell you aren't here for the great sports program so why are you?"
During his outburst, Stiles had grabbed her wrist and she had surprised herself by not flipping him with the awesome move Myka had taught her last week. Interesting. But that didn't change the situation, so she pulled away.
"That's classified I'm afraid." She said as evenly and with as much authority as she could muster. The look on his face was a mix of hurt and just plain confusion.
"And the werewolves of beacon hills isn't? Come on, that just. Please."
He had her there, and she knew that he would never be able to use one of her normal covers, he was too smart for that. Fortunately she didn't need to think of new excuse as a new, more ferocious howl ripped through the air. The two of them jumped, Stiles practically falling over the desk he was leaning on, and Claudia backed into him. His hand on her shoulder was unpredictably comforting, although his voice wasn't.
"We need to get out of the school."
"Okay. Why". It was a statement more than a question, but it stopped her from panicking. She turned to him.
"That howl is not one of the pack, it's one of the Alphas. And they are not big on humans, especially those who run with the pack."
"And because I'm with you I get to be a chew toy as well. Just great. Well can't you call your pack or do they not have electricity?"
Sheepishly Stiles pulled out a dead cell phone. Claudia's look could have cut diamonds.
"Useless cliché of a boy!" she snatched it out of his hands and stormed over to her bag. She reached in and grabbed a slim card shaped device with a wire attached to it. As she plugged it into the phone and the screen lit up, Stiles realised she had been hacking her phone. As she scrolled through the number, he leant over and tapped the screen.
"Derek. Call Derek."
Claudia was confused. From what Stiles had told her, Derek was rude, violent and not great with people, but it was Stiles' pack not hers. She took out her phone and typed in the number. Once it began to dial she handed it over, whilst picking up her ringing Farnsworth. She cringed; she should have checked in over an hour ago.
"Save it, I know I'm late so just calm down. I have a real problem. Did you know, erm, there are werewolves in California, like real ones?"
Steve's face was concerned. He knew she wasn't lying, and that made it worse.
"Where are you now claud?"
"The school. I'm with a guy named Stiles, he is part of some pack and he is getting a hold of them right…"
She trailed off as she heard her phone crash to the ground. She could hear the familiar tone of a jammed signal emanating from the phone as she looked to the window and saw the man, wolf, thing standing there in the window. He was flanked by three others that looked equally as menacing.
"find Derek Hale and get. Here. Now." She murmured to her Farnsworth, praying that Jinksy has heard her.