I reached out and gently touched his jean clad arm.

"I can't." He said fiercely, shaking his head.

"Stiles, we need his help." Scott tried. Stiles, however, seemed determined to not give in.

"Stiles, I know how you feel and so does Scott," I explained, trying to find a way to break through his resolve. "I know you love your dad more than anything in the world and I know how hard it would be for me to call my dad to come down here, no matter how armed he was, because I know what's really going on here and I'd be afraid for his safety. Hell, I'm afraid for him and he's safe at home watching the History Channel."

Stiles sniffed and looked away, ignoring Scott and me, but I knew he was beginning to give in.

"I understand how hard it is for you to make this call, but if we don't get some help soon, we won't live to take the SAT's tomorrow." Stiles grimaced and looked down at his phone. Scott groaned loudly.

"I totally forgot about that!" He slapped a hand to his forehead. To be honest, after all that had been going on, I had too.

"I'll call." Stiles muttered as he pressed his dad's speed dial number and put his phone to his ear. "Hey, dad," The others perked up, we were getting saved. "This is your voice mail but as soon as you turn back on your phone, you need to check your messages—"

There was a slammed against the door and half the stools came tumbling down.

"Dad, come to the school—"

Slam. The Alpha was throwing himself at the door, weakening it tremendously. Lydia and Alison were screaming, Jackson was sheet white, and Scott was looking around, panicking about what to do.

"We're trapped at the school! Dad, bring everyone to the school—!"

"The stairs!" Scott exclaimed.

"They only lead up!" Jackson shot back, looking fearfully at the door. BANG.

"That puts more space between us and Derek," Alison piped up, taking Scott's side, "And that's all we have right now."

"Let's go!" Lydia screamed and ran for the stairs. The others followed in hot pursuit.

"Dad, please hurry! Get to the school!" Stiles finished.

"Come on!" I grabbed his hand and we ran after the others, slamming the door behind us. We ran up the stairs and met the others in the next science classroom. As soon as we passed through the doors, the other four began pushing anything they could find up against the wall. Scott shoved a table against it and faced the rest of us.

"That'll hold him off for now, but we need to figure something else out." He announced.

"The police are coming." Jackson said stubbornly.

"If my dad checks his phone. Odds are he's asleep right now." Stiles confessed, leaning his body against the wall. We were oddly still holding hands. I felt my hands heat up as I released his sweaty hand from mine. I could feel his gaze on my face but I refused to look at him. Lydia had this evil conniving look on her face that was once again giving me an uneasy, distracted feeling.

"How fucking fantastic." Lydia said in her pissy voice, "I'm glad the police are always there when you really need them. He's probably off harassing kids and giving them tickets to reach his quota for the month."

I made to hit Lydia in the face as the rage roared within me again, but Scott grabbed me just in time.

"I swear to God if you don't stop speaking, Derek's not gonna be the one to murder you." I said between clenched teeth. She glared again and turned her nose the other way with a loud "hmph!"

"So," Stiles said, breaking the tension, "Let's make another plan since we can't fully rely on the police to come rescue us right now."

We all sat in silence, trying to come up with ways to get the hell out of here.

"There's the fire escape." Alison piped up, pointing to the red door.

"That could work." Stiles approved. I walked over to the door, seeing a flaw in the plan. I shoved on the door but it didn't budge.

"It's locked." I sighed, "And seeing as the only person we know who has keys is dead, this door isn't going to help us."

"The janitor?" Scott questioned, furrowing his brow in thought.

I nodded and leaned back against the teacher's desk.

"I can get the keys." He said. I stood up straight again as everyone looked at Scott like he'd lost his mind.

"Scott," Alison whispered in a small voice, "Derek's out there looking for us. He'll kill you like the janitor!"

"I'll be fine." Scott started walking towards the door.

"Scott, stop!" Alison cried, "What is going on? Why is Derek doing this?"

"He's a maniac; does he really need a reason?" Scott said, staring at the door.

"Look at me!" Alison said desperately, "You've been lying to me all night! I'm beyond scared right now and all you do is lie!"

"I have to do this." Scott muttered, knowing he was caught.

"C'mon, Scott. Let's at least talk about this before you go running out there with that maniac on the loose." Stiles reasoned.

"It's the only way we're gonna get out unless your dad comes but I don't hear any sirens, do you?" Scott snapped, the pressure for him to get us out of here was mounting.

"At least don't go alone!" Stiles stressed.

Scott looked around, not expecting anyone to volunteer.

I raised my hand, "I'll go."

"Oh, no you won't." Stiles laughed incredulously.

"Oh, yes I am." I glared. The only people the Alpha wanted was Scott and I so as long as they weren't with us, they were safe.

"Mase, I can't let you come." Scott said resolutely.

"Sure, protect Mason." Lydia scoffed, "If Alison had been the one to volunteer you would have brought her along on the suicide mission in a heart beat. But you keep Mason safe and sound with us. Strange."

"Would you shut your girlfriend up for like five seconds while we try and save your guys' asses?" Stiles snapped at Jackson. Jackson glared stony faced at Stiles and crossed his arms.

"Lydia, shut up." He said smugly. Lydia made an offended noise and decided on giving Alison weird looks.

"Derek wants Scott and I so it only makes sense for me to go with him." I tried to reason.

"Why does Derek want Mason?" Alison inquired.

"Because he's in love with her." Stiles didn't miss a beat. Sometimes this kid could pull the most convincing lie out of his ass and get away with anything.

"Is he in love with Scott too?" Jackson asked, "I mean, why don't we send Mason out there to give Derek what he wants and then he'll let us go?"

"What he wants as in...?" I asked dangerously.

"Sex."

"Go fuck yourself." Stiles barked, this time it was my turn to restrain him.

"Just sayin'. It would simple things up for us and we'd be out in a few minutes."

"Jackson, just stop talking." Scott glared at his teammate and turned back to Stiles and I.

"I don't like this, Mase." He shook his head mournfully.

"I don't like it either but you can't go alone and they're not safe with me here." I said, "And I'm not safe if you're not there." I added, knowing I'd won him over. I could see Lydia lean in to whisper something in Alison's ear.

"Fine, it's settled. Mason and I will go get the keys, you four stay here." Scott announced.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa." Stiles waved his hands, "I'm coming too!"

"No, you're staying here with them." I told him.

"I'm not letting you out of my sight with Derek out there!" Stiles said in a distressed voice, "I can't sit here not knowing if your okay or not."

I smiled slightly at his sweetness. I put a hand on his face and lightly stroked it. "I'll be fine. I promise. We'll be back in no time."

"Besides, I can't leave Alison without someone I trust." Scott nodded. Stiles heaved a sigh but agreed.

"Fine. Bring her back safe." He looked meaningfully at Scott.

Scott made for the door again when Alison stopped him again.

"Scott, please. Please don't do this." She begged, grabbing his hand. He just shook his head sadly.

"I'm going to get us outta here." He smiled halfheartedly.

He released her hand but she pulled him in for a kiss. I looked immediately at Stiles and without knowing what had come over me, I wrapped my arms around his neck and kissed him. I didn't give him time to respond before I released and looked at him with a worried look. He looked like he was in a daze.

He looked at me with that same look in his eyes that I saw in the other room. "If you see the Alpha, you run right back up here, Mason Mayfield. I don't care where Scott is, he can take of himself, but you on the other hand don't have wolfy abilities and I'd like to keep it that way. I can only take so many new changes in my life before I break into hives." He joked in a low voice. I let out a soft chuckle before nodding.

"Be safe." I sniffed before joining Scott outside the doorway.

We walked in silence for a few minutes before Scott finally spoke up.

"You kissed Stiles." I glanced at his face to see that despite the fact that we were trapped by the Alpha, despite the fact that Alison knew that Scott was lying to her, and despite the fact that we were in search of our janitors dead body for keys to release us from the school, Scott was smiling.

"Stop smiling." I joked lightly, "It's creepy."

"I've only been waiting for this moment forever and you have to do it when we're locked in a school with the Alpha and leaving him the second after kissing him to search for the keys so you can't even talk about it." Scott chuckled, shaking his head.

"You sound like such a girl right now." I snorted. He nudged me softly into a locker. I shoved him back harder. He made to retaliate but I sent him a look that plainly said 'touch me again and I will punch you in the face'.

"Did you see Stiles' face?" Scott reminisced, laughing on behalf of his best friend.

"When?"

"After you took his lip-ginity away." I let out a giggle, forgetting that Stiles had never had his first kiss.

"Shit. I'd forgotten we used to call him 'Virgin Lips'. But yeah, he looked like normal Stiles to me."

"He was looking at you all lovey dovey and didn't want you to go." Scott smirked.

"You didn't want me to go either." I pointed out.

"Yeah, but I also didn't want you to kiss me either. Or again in Stiles' case..."

"Can we stop talking about this?" I chuckled, "You're turning into a huge pussy and we can't have that with the eminent danger of the Alpha looming over our heads." I joked.

"Yeah, yeah," He shrugged, "When we get back are you gonna confess your love to him?"

I smacked him in the chest causing him to wince in pain.

"Let's focus on finding the dead body, shall we?" I smiled sweetly at Scott who scowled, mumbling mutinously under his breath.

We walked in silence for a little while, I walked behind Scott since he could smell where we were going and I hadn't the slightest clue. We stopped after several minutes in front of the gym.

"He moved the body." He said gruffly. I shivered slightly.

We entered the empty gym; I could feel the goose bumps rise all over my body. Something didn't feel right here (besides the fact that there was a dead janitor somewhere in here).

Our footsteps echoed in the dark. The only light was streaming in through the window. The moon was starting to look pretty full. I'd have to ask Stiles when the next full moon was when we made it back.

Scott sniffed the air and then made his way to the bleachers. I tip toed behind him, glancing around nervously. The bleachers had already been pulled out, which was already suspicious enough, but Scott headed underneath them as if he couldn't see a problem with this.

"Scott," I whispered, tugging on his sleeve, "This is a bad idea."

He kept pushing forward, "The janitors under here."

"You don't think it's odd that the Alpha pulled out the bleachers and placed the janitor's body under here? He knows we need those keys. He's around here somewhere."

Scott nodded in understanding but didn't stop, "The Alpha somehow knows everything, but we gotta do this. We'll deal with the Alpha when he comes." He muttered, as he was hit with something on his shoulder. He wiped it off with his hand and put it up to the moon light. It was vibrant red blood. We glanced up to see the janitor's body hanging a few feet above us in the metal bars.

I let out a audible gasp as I caught a glimpse of his mangled body. It looked like the same thing that happened to the worker at the video store.

"Be careful," I called softly, trying not to scream from the horrid sight of the man's mangled body.

Scott tried reaching for the keys that were dangling from the janitors clip. He jumped for them but they were just out of his reach. He climbed up the rafters and threw out his hand. Just as he did, there was a buzzing noise and the bleachers began closing in.

I looked around horrified, knowing this had been a trap. "Scott! Let's get outta here!" I screamed, tugging on his sleeve but he stayed put, grasping for the keys.

"You go!" He grunted, "I gotta get these or it'll all be for nothing!"

"Scott!" I cried desperately but he shoved me off. The bleachers were getting dangerously close and if we didn't abandon this, we were going to be crushed alive by them.

"SCOTT!" I yelled but he had finally got his grasp on the keys and jumped down. He grabbed me and he practically carried me out from the bleachers he was running so fast. We fell to the ground, out of the clenches of the bleachers just as we heard the click of them shutting.

"Fuck," Scott panted, jangling the keys in the air, letting out of disbelieving sigh. "We survived."

There was an earsplitting growl from behind us. We spun around to see the Alpha staring at us, his fangs bared. Scott shoved me behind him, getting in a protective stance. His hands were clenched and his whole body was rigid. I heard a deep, threatening growl erupt from him. I was frozen in fear behind him, stuck looking into the Alpha's glaring red eyes.

The Alpha began stepping towards us as Scott pushed me further back. I gulped, breaking eye contact with the Alpha and letting out a small yelp. The Alpha's pace began to speed up so Scott turned to me and yelled for me to run. Without really thinking, my legs took off but I didn't get far. The Alpha let out a growl that rang throughout the gym and school. It shook me to the core. I would even say that it hurt me.

I could tell that this wasn't just any growl. It must have been some special Alpha power because the pain was radiating in my back. I collapsed because the pain was so intense. I let out a scream of anguish that matched the one Scott let out at that exact moment.

I couldn't stop myself from screaming. The pain hurt more than anything I'd ever felt in my life. It felt as if my back had been split open and hot coals had been poured into it. I was writhing around, praying to God it would end, that I would just die so the pain would cease.

And as sudden as it started, it stopped. I lay on the ground panting for a few moments before I regained feeling of my body and I looked for Scott and the Alpha. The Alpha had vanished but Scott remained. I watched him get up slowly, his back to me.

"Scott?" I called out weakly. "Where's the Alpha?" But he didn't answer me. He swung the keys in his hand as he turned around and began to walk out. I gasped when I saw him in the moonlight. He had gone full wolf. I didn't understand how that was possible. It wasn't a full moon and he had a pretty good handle over himself now, so why was he Scott the Wolf instead of Scott my Best Friend.

"Scott, where are you going?" He glanced down at me, a ghost of a smirk on his face, but it wasn't the playful one from earlier. This was menacing and unlike him, even as a wolf.

He stalked off, leaving me alone in the dark, too shaken to get up and follow him. What if he hurts himself, or the others? What if he hurts Stiles? I pushed myself off the ground and tried to walk but I could feel something warm trickling down my back again. I turned around to see that the whole back of my shirt was caked with wet blood. I felt woozy and collapsed again.

I woke up to bright lights and loud talking. I jolted up and looking around, confused and panicked. What happened to the others? Did they find Scott in wolf form? Would they do testing on him? Would the Argents kill him? All these questions bubbled up in my mind, causing me to start having a panic attack. I could hear someone telling me to calm down next to me, though they seemed like they were far away, saying it to me through a tunnel. I could feel them shaking me lightly as the black dots in my vision began to fade away.

Scott's boss, who had mysteriously disappeared moments before the Alpha showed up, was sitting next to me in an ambulance, telling me to calm down...

"I heard you were trapped in the school by that maniac, Derek." He looked at me kindly, "It's going to be okay, you're safe now." I gulped and nodded, not trusting my voice enough to speak. After all that had happened tonight, I wasn't sure that he wasn't the Alpha after all.

"I need to go." I shot up and sprinted away to find Scott and see what had happened to Stiles and the others. I looked around, frantically searching for a boy wearing old band t-shirts or dark brunette boy (maybe still in wolf form). I caught sight of Sheriff Stilinski and booked it over there. I could see Scott trying to convince Sheriff Stilinski of something but he wasn't buying. Stiles was looking around, antsy and stressed out. He ran a hand through his adorable buzz cut and his eyes caught mine just before I jumped into his arms, hugging the life out of him.

"Mason!" He breathed a sigh of relief. "Where the hell have you been? Is this blood?" He cringed, I guessed it hadn't been that long since we'd been rescued because my back was still warm and wet from blood.

"You don't believe me! You're listening to me but you have a look on your face like your just humoring me but you don't actually believe me!" Scott argued. The Sheriff sighed and rubbed a hand over his hair, I knew where Stiles got that trait now.

"Listen, Scott," He started, looking meaningfully at the boy, "I'm putting in everyone I can to find Derek. If he's around, we'll find him." He turned to me, looking at me with his signature fatherly look. "Are you okay, Mase? You took quite the hit from Derek." I furrowed my brows, confused at what he was talking about but figured Scott and Stiles had already come up with a story about what had happened.

"Yeah, just a few scratches, no big deal, Sheriff Stilinski." I smiled meekly, trying to reassure him. "My dad's not on his way, is he?" I added nervously.

He shook his head regretfully. "I haven't been able to get a hold of him. Sorry, Mason." He looked sternly at Stiles and then walked off to do official police business.

"Where have you been, Mase?" Stiles asked again, "We've been looking everywhere for you!"

"I woke up in an ambulance." I answered and then lowered my voice, "And you wouldn't believe who was in there!"

"Derek?" Stiles asked hopefully. Scott smacked him lightly, rolling his eyes.

"Why would your dad be setting the whole department after him if he was sitting comfortably in my ambulance?" I asked, stating the obvious. Stiles just shrugged.

"Who was it?" Scott questioned.

"Your fucking boss!" I squealed. "And he was all cheery and fine!"

Stiles and Scott exchanged looks, looking as confused as I felt.

"Nothing makes sense anymore!" Scott groaned, clasping his hands over the back of his head.

"Tell me about it." Stiles muttered. I tried to catch Stiles' eye but he seemed to be oblivious to it.

"What happened to you, Scott?" I spoke up in a quiet voice, glancing around at the others to make sure no one was listening in. "The Alpha just growled and we were both on the floor and when I looked up you were all wolfy and heading somewhere with the keys."

Scott looked guilty and uncomfortable. "The Alpha...changed me."

"Into a wolf?" Stiles asked incredulously. Scott nodded, disgusted.

"I could feel him inside me. He was telling me to do things."

"Things like what?" I asked, not fully wanting to hear it.

"Like to get rid of my old pack." He muttered, staring at the ground.

"What old pack?" Stiles laughed humorlessly.

"You guys." Scott told us. "You." He nodded to Stiles, "Lydia, Jackson, and Alison."

"What about me?" I asked slowly.

"He wants you in the new pack. He wants me to kill my friends and change you..." None of us said anything for awhile. I sat down on the schools front steps. Scott and Stiles joined me, sitting on either side of me.

"Seriously, fuck life." I sighed, running a hand through my black hair. "That's our new motto."

"I'm gonna have to agree with Mason on this one." Scott leaned into my shoulder, sighing also.

Stiles stayed silent, a good foot away from us. It was like he was making sure he didn't touch me. I glanced over at him to see him staring out at the scene of cops and ambulances, deep in thought. Right now didn't seem like the best time to admit to him that I was in love with him because I was fearing the worst. I feared he regretted the kiss, so once again, I was going back into my hole and going to forget it happened. I was sure Stiles was in that hole, waiting for me.

AN: Oh shit. Things just got real. Again.

Sorry for the delay. We got 3rd if that means anything? (: I guess I should give y'all a heads up that from the 13-16th I will be unable to update my stories. That's when dance state is so I will be away at state (hopefully winning it and coming back to do some serious brag-age). I'll probably remind you again in a week when it's closer. I just didn't want all your minds to explode when I suddenly disappeared off the face of the internet for three days. Thank goodness that this is prewritten or else you guys would probably getting an update a month like it's sequel on Mibba because I have zero time to write between school and dance. You lucky ducklings.

Well, I hope you enjoyed my update into all things moi. Happy hunting.