Author's Note;

So here we are! One of the last chapters!

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p.s. the ending isn't what you think it is...

"What about Lydia?" Stiles addressed the elephant in the room. All of us had been avoiding the subject, but it was something we needed to address,

"We have no idea where she is though," Scott said. That was a problem. How could we find her if we didn't know where she was?

"Retrace her steps, we can narrow down the area to search," Peter's suggestion received nods from the rest of us,

"We'll need a map," Jon commented from his position outside the circle we'd made around the large table in the loft. Even though he was here to help, the pack was still wary of the werewolf hunter, which was understandable in my eyes.

"Here." Derek spread a map of Beacon Hills onto the table, avoiding eye contact with me just as much as I was with him,

"Okay, so last we all saw her she was here." I commented, staring at the map now. I marked a dot at the place of the clearing, near the edge of the map,

"That was where Lydia was possessed, she could be anywhere by now, she might not even be in Beacon Hills anymore," Allison sighed.

"Not really," Derek replied,

"What do you mean?" Isaac asked,

"We know she's still in Beacon Hills. Why would she leave when her target….targets are still here?" Derek stumbled over the word target which surprised me, we all knew that I was the one she was after, yet he still refused to single me out, but made it seem like she was after all of us.

"True. So she's anywhere in Beacon Hills then, still too big of a place to search." Rebecca remarked, like Jon, she was outside the circle, they didn't trust her either, but then again neither did I.

"Let's cross out the places we know she wouldn't go then, that will narrow it down," Shayne suggested, his eyes searching the map,

"She needs a base, somewhere to hide out." I added, looking at the map myself.

"Where would she hide though?" Stiles asked,

"Somewhere obvious," I replied straight away.

"But wouldn't she expect us to know that and then waste time looking at all the obvious places she could be?" Isaac put in,

"But she'll know that we figured that out and then not look in all the obvious places, which is where she'll be," I argued,

"But if we figured that out then-"Isaac began, but Derek cut him off,

"It's a paradox. We figure out one way, it'll be the other, but because we know that it'll be the other one."

"Exactly. She's making us think. Where is the place she could hide that she knows we would check, but is still the one we wouldn't check?" I agreed.

"This is harder than I thought it would be," Jon muttered to himself,

"Yes it is. It always is." Rebecca muttered back.

"I can't believe we are actually checking here." I muttered as I walked through the tunnel, my footsteps echoed throughout the concrete cylinder as I walked further and further in. The torch in my hand did little to illuminate the dark area, but I could still see pretty well, one of the few blessings of being turned into a mythical creature.

"Who's there?" my voice was firm, but my heart rate had picked up suddenly, at the edge of the light, where my sight started getting darker, there'd been movement.

"I'm not going to hurt you, come into the light." I called into the dark, it really depended on who they were as to whether I would hurt them, but whoever it was didn't need to know that. Maybe it was my imagination, my mind playing tricks on me, yeah that was it, there was no one there.

Walking forward again, I moved slower, keeping my footsteps as light as possible as I made my way through the concrete prison.

Finally reaching the end, I crawled out through the hole in the wire and back into the sunlight, a breath of relief escaping me. I'd found nothing down there which was a disappointment as well as a relief. Maybe the others had better luck. Pulling out my phone I called Stiles.

"Found anything?" He asked the moment he answered,

"No luck, what about you and Isaac?" I replied,

"Nope, what about the others?"

"Don't know yet. I'll call them now and let you know." And without saying good bye I hung up and called Scott.

"Did you and Allison find anything?" I asked once he picked up,

"Nope, you?"

"Nothing, same with Stiles and Isaac." The reply was just a sigh of frustration,

"Maybe Peter and Derek did," I said and then hung up, calling Peter.

"Did you find something?" Peter questioned,

"Nope, what about you guys?" I asked,

"Nothing here, what about Stiles and Isaac?"

"They got nothing either."

"Scott and Allison?"

"The same," the phone calls seemed to be going the same way which was frustrating,

"And Shayne, Rebecca and Jon?"

"About to ask them now, let's just hope they did." I sighed and then after hanging up called my uncle.

"Please tell me you found something," I said, pacing back and forth outside the tunnel now,

"We did."

"What?! You actually did? What is it?" I couldn't help the excitement that flooded me, we actually had something.

"Don't get too excited…" Jon's voice was wary,

"What did you find?" I stopped in my tracks, clearly this was not good.

"Another body…" he replied after a moment's hesitation,

"Who's?" I chocked the word out, fear suddenly filling me. Was it Lydia's body? She couldn't be dead, not Lydia.

"It isn't hers."

"Thank god. So who's is it then?" my words were travelling easier now, the grip on my heart gone,

"We don't know, just some random," he replied.

"Where are you?"

"In an alley near the school."

"We'll all be there in 20," and with that I hung up.

"Another dead body. This isn't good. We can't have the police investigating again," Scott said, looking at the body.

"It's only the second, and we're the first to find this one, we've still got at least three more that they find before we have to worry about them really looking at what's going on." Peter remarked rather calmly,

"The words of psychopath," Allison muttered.

"I'm not a-"

"Enough." I sighed,

"What are we going to do with the body?"

"I'll handle it," Jon offered,

"Ok, for the rest of us, back to the map, we need to figure out where she is before it's too late." My words cast a silence over everyone and without another word, we filed out of the alley and headed back to the loft to start again.

"We're running out of places," Isaac remarked as we all stared at the map which was no covered in black circles of possible locations and red x's marking where we'd found nothing.

"And time." Scott added,

"There's been another three bodies in only a week, their starting to look for patterns." Stiles said,

"Great. They'll introduce a curfew soon," Allison sighed.
"Well, we need to figure this out." Rebecca said, saying the obvious,

"I don't think she has a base. She's moving around, not staying in one place for too long," Shayne commented,

"But surely we would've found something by now," Scott muttered,

"Not unless she wanted us to, which clearly she doesn't" I replied. This was getting to be frustrating, everywhere we'd looked there hadn't been a single trace of her, no matter where we searched there wasn't a single clue.

"I think we need to take a break and look at this again later." Jon suggested, his voice held a slight note of worry,

"We can't take a break, not now, not until we find her." I said, shaking my head at my uncle's words.

"You've been going non-stop Kayla, look at yourselves, you're exhausted, you can't keep going like this. We've been searching for five days now, if something was going to turn up, it would've. For now, you need to rest and then come back with a new set of eyes to look at it again." He said, standing beside me and talking quietly, his words only meant for me, but we both knew the others could hear them easily.

I looked up, meeting all of them in the eye. They did look pretty tired.

"Ok," I sighed, the simple word taking me more effort than all of this searching. Taking a break felt like wasting time and when we wasted time bad things happened. Really bad things.

"Kayla….Kayla….wake up," someone shook me awake. As soon as my mind stopped it's dreaming, I opened my eyes and was sitting up in a second. There was no time to lose. We had to keep searching for her. Why had I fallen asleep?

"I thought I said you needed to rest," my uncle gestured at the new marks I'd made on the map,

"We can't stop looking," I said, yawning as I stretched my arms,

"Well, there's another body. Peter found it. Derek, Rebecca, Shayne, you and I are going to take care of it. We thought it best if Scott, Allison and Stiles stayed out of this one." I nodded, something in my brain telling me I'd missed something, but the rest of it saying that it didn't matter, that we had to go take care of this.

"Where is it?" I asked,

"Not too far away from here…" Jon said,

"The others are meeting us there?" I asked, Jon nodded and then we walked out the door of the loft and made our way to where the new body was.

"Here we are…Kayla, you need to prepare yourself…." Jon had stopped me a few steps away from the alley, I couldn't see in yet, but I could smell the blood.

"Why? I've seen dead bodies, I can handle it now."

"But this isn't just a dead body Kayla…" and now my mind realised what had been wrong with what Jon said earlier. '...thought it best if Scott, Allison and Stiles….' No Isaac. He hadn't said Isaac.

"Isaac…." My heart dropped. Not another pack member lost, how much could she take from me?