I rounded the corner to head to my fifth period class when Stiles collided into my almost causing me to fall backwards onto my back.

"Stiles!" I growled.

"Calla, oh, thank God." Stiles sighed in relief. "Your dad is here?"

"My dad? Why?"

"Because William Barrow, the shaprenal bomber, he escaped the hospital from surgery about an hour ago and was seen near the school. Your father, Scott's father and other police force searched the grounds and school but didn't find him but Lydia swears up and down that Barrow's still here. You have to convince your dad to stay and continue to search the grounds."

"Where did you last seem?"

"Heading out the east building." I threw my books into Stiles' arms and took off towards the east building steps to see Agent McCall leading a group of police officers off the grounds with Jake in the back.

"Dad! Dad!" Jake stopped and turned to me. "You can't leave yet."

"We got an eyewitness that puts Barrow by the train station." Jake explained.

"Let's go, Stilinski." Agent McCall yelled at Jake and I looked past Jake at the agent.

"Do you mind?" I snapped at him. "We're having a father daughter conversation right here." I turned my attention back to Jake. "Dad, please, just...Lydia said that he's still here."

"Did she see him?" Jake questioned me.

"Not exactly. No. Well, not at all actually. But she has a feeling. A supernatural." Jake's eyes narrowed as he looked at me with a look that said I can't believe you're wasting my time with this. But then that expression turned to confusion.

"You didn't mention anything about Lydia in your lecture."

"Well, I'm mentioning her now."

"Kanima?"

"Um, Banshee."

"Oh, God." Jake groaned as he rolled his eyes at my answer before glaring at me.

"I know. I know how it sounds. But basically it means that she can sense when someone's close to death."

"Can she sense that I'm about to kill you?"

"I don't know."

"Okay, look, I'm not saying I don't believe, but right now, I'm going with eyewitness over Banshee." My eyes grew wide with panick as he started to walk backwards from me.

"Are you serious?"

"We're leaving a few deputies here. The school's on lockdown till three. Nobody comes in, nobody goes out." I tried to open my mouth to say something but I didn't know what to say as I continued to stare at him like he was crazy. My mouth just formed silent words as I stumbled over my own thoughts. "Sweetheart, that's the best I've got right now." I tried to speak again but nothing came out. "That's the best I can give you, Callana."

"You're leaving me here, that is not... That is the worst." Jake turned back around and followed after Agent McCall. I turned my back of them and exhaled heavily. Great, stuck in a school with a bomber. How could it possibly get worse than this?

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"Lydia thinks that he's still here even though the cops searched the whole school." Scott said as the twins, Isaac and I met him in front of the locker room. "But they didn't have one thing..." He held up a clear bag that contained a foul, solphur, infected smelling hospital clothes. "Our sense of smell." After each of us got the scent off the clothes, I began splitting them up.

"Aiden, Ethan, Scott, you take west." I said. "Isaac and I will take east. We'll start from either sides and meet in the middle in the boiler room." As the twins turned to head to the west side of the school, Scott turned to look at me with the What the hell look.

"Are you seriously making me go with them?"

"They tried to kill Isaac so there's no way I'm leaving him alone with them again."

"Then I'll go with Isaac and you can go with them."

"He's my pack. You're a freaking Alpha, Scott so quit whining like a little pup and just go with them." He groaned as he turned on his heel and followed after the twins.

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"So this is how it's gonna be now?" Isaac asked as we walked down the hallway to the boiler room with Isaac behind me. I inhaled deeply but I still smelt the burning of the furnace. "We trust them?"

"Just because I'm letting them help, doesn't mean I trust them." I said.

"Yeah, well, I don't trust them either. Or like them. In fact, I hate them and just want them to die."

"Well, if Barrow's actually here and he's got a plan, you might get what you want." I paused for a moment before speaking again. "Hey, back in the woods, the other day when I had my ankle stuck in the trap and couldn't turn?"

"Yeah, what about it?"

"Did you...Did you really mean all that stuff you said? I mean, about Derek being disappointed in me and me not being a good alpha."

"Of course not, Calla. I just knew that it would make you angry. Anger causes you turn. So get you angry, you turn. I think you're a great Alpha and Derek thinks so too." I smiled.

"I know I said it already but I really mean it. Thank you. I would have probably been stuck in that trap without that pep talk."

"Like I said, we would be Omegas without an Alpha." Just as we were about to enter the boiler room, a loud blaring ringing noise sounded throughout the hallways. The fire alarm was going off. We exchanged confused glances and shrugged our shoulders and went back upstairs. We blended in with the crowd of students as we followed them outside. I glanced around the courtyard through the crowds to see Ethan, Aiden, Stiles and Lydia waiting by a pinic table and we made our way over to them.

"We didn't find anything." Aiden said.

"Not even a scent." Scott agreed.

"It's three o'clock, so school's over." Stiles said. "If there was a bomb, wouldn't he have set it off by now?"

"Does that mean that everyone's safe?" Ethan asked.

"I don't know." Lydia answered. "I just...I don't know." EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE

My phone rang as soon as I walked into my bedroom. I sighed and dropped my bookbag at the foot of me bed and pulled my phone from my back pocket. Stiles' face was lit up on the screen. I answered it.

"What do you want now, Stiles?" I sighed as I flopped onto my back on my bed.

"Calla, where's Scott?" Stiles asked hastily. "He's not answering his phone. He always answers his phone."

"Calm down, Sty, he's having dinner at Kira's place with her parents."

"Kira?"

"Yes, Stiles. Kira. The new chick."

"Calla, the reason why you couldn't smell Barrows in the school was because he got into the chemical storage room and destroyed his scent. Barrows has been after Kira the whole time and if Scott's not answering his phone then that means that Barrows has gotten to both him and Kira."

"I'll meet you at Kira's in ten."

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I pulled up in front of Kira's house with Stiles and Lydia in the jeep behind me. As I pulled off my helmet, putting the kickstand down, I noticed Scott's green dirt bike with his unconscience body beside it. I hopped off the bike and ran on the balls of my feet to get to Scott and crouched down beside him. Stiles and Lydia joined my side and turned him over on his back to reveal a dried streak of blood running down the side of his face where a cut used to be.

"Scott!" I yelled as I shook him to wake him up. "Scott? Scott!" Scott slowly began to open his eyes and when he realized where he was, he inhaled sharply and sat up. He looked around before looking back at us.

"Barrow, he took Kira!" Scott exclaimed.

"We know." Stiles said, standing up and helping Scott up with him. "He was after her the whole time.

"We have to think of something. He's going to kill her."

"I knew he was there." Lydia said. "How did I know that?"

"Because you heard the flies, right?" I said.

"What do you hear now?" Scott asked. Lydia looked down at the ground as if she was concentrating on the sounds around her before a look of frustration enveloped her face.

"Nothing." She answered. "I feel like I can do this. But I don't know what to do. It's like it's on the tip of my tongue, and I don't know how to trigger it. I just... I swear to God, it literally makes me want to scream."

"Okay, then scream." Stiles said. "Lydia, scream." Without a second thought, Lydia inhaled deeply and opened her mouth to let out a high pitch scream. Scott and I groaned and covered our ears as our ears were more sensitive to the scream. When all the air left Lydia's lungs, she caught her breath and looked frantically around as if she was hearing something that the rest of us couldn't. She stopped in her spot and looked up at the streetlight that hung above us.

"It's not flies." She quickly pivoted her body back towards us. "It's electricity."

"Wait a second, Barrow was an eletrical engineer. He worked at a power substation." Scott's head snapped in Stiles' direction.

"What substation?" Scott asked.

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We pulled up to the back of the downtown Beacon Hills substation. Lydia stayed in the passenger seat of the jeep as Stiles got out and met Scott and me at our bikes.

"Okay." Stiles said. "Wait here, all right? Just wait for the cops to come." Lydia looked at him like he was crazy.

"Me?" She questioned him. "Wait, why?" Stiles held up his baseball bat to show her his reason.

"I only got one bat." I followed Scott into the substation with Stiles behind me.

"Scott, go right." I ordered. "Stiles and I will take left. Meet you in the middle. Howl if you get anything." Scott nodded in agreement.

"Same goes for you." Scott said before taking off leaving me to lead Stiles down the hallway in the opposite direction. After a couple minutes of walking through the hallway, the lights flickered a couple of times before going out completely leaving us in total darkness. So dark I couldn't see in front of me. I blinked and when I reopened my eyes to see my vision illuminated with red as I was seeing in wolf vision. Before I could continue walking, I gasped as I felt like I was punched in the sternum and had the wind knocked out of me. I gasped and dropped to my knees.

"Whoa, Calla, are you ok?" Stiles asked as I felt him crouched down beside me.

"Something's wrong." I said as my stomach twisted into a knot. "I have this feeling like I need to protect my pack. It's...Just... something's wrong. I need to get Isaac. He's in trouble."