Chapter Three- Stiles

"Dude, she's gone," I told Scott, who had been tense since Allison had entered the lunch room. He sulkily pulled a carrot out of a plastic bag and took a loud bite out of it. "Come on Scott," I continued, "You can't stay depressed forever. We're going to have to find the Alpha pack, remember?"

"Yeah, I know," my best friend said sadly.

I stole a glance at Lydia, who was happily having a conversation with Danny. Jackson was barely moving his lips, but I could tell he was still talking because Erica would nod in agreement. After a moment Boyd began mumbling back. I turned back to Scott. "Have you gone to train with Derek in the last couple days?"

"No." He took another bite out of the carrot with a loud crunch.

"Come on, Scott," I said. "You've got to talk sometimes."

"I do." His voice was completely flat.

Leaning back a little, I asked, "Did you and your mom ever talk about what's been going on?"

"No."

"Scott, I understand you're heartbroken and everything, but you need to get yourself together."

"You don't understand," he cut me off.

I continued. "Yes, I do. It's hard to see Lydia with Jackson again. Allison broke up with you, but we need to keep working. Just because Kanima Jackson isn't killing people anymore doesn't mean were in the clear yet."

"Whatever," was Scott's only reply.

"The bell is about to ring. Isaac told me earlier that Derek wants us both to go to a meeting later. I'll drive you." I stood up and walked out of the cafeteria.

I reached my next class just in time. It all went by slowly, especially chemistry with Mr. Harris. When the school day was over, I fought my way over to Scott and had him follow me to my Jeep. We both got in and watched as Derek picked up all but one of his Betas. Jackson could drive on his own. "Why are we going to talk to Derek?" Scott asked as he got in the car.

I felt a grin spread across my face. "There we go, buddy, a full sentence!" His glare made me stop smiling. "He wants to talk about why one of the Alphas is most likely stalking Lydia."

My best friend nodded once and began to look out the window. We didn't talk again until we were almost to the old Hale House. "I just miss her." He was so quite that I barely heard him.

"What?" I drove up in front of the burnt building and parked next to Jackson's Porsche.

"I know I've been acting stupidly," Scott elaborated. "It's just hard when she's around."

I nodded in agreement, knowing exactly who he was talking about. "Totally, but we should head inside. Derek's probably waiting for us. We don't want to make him mad."

Scott and I got out of my blue car at the same time. "By the way," I said, "Don't worry. Allison will be better eventually and you guys can get back together."

He attempted to look happier but it turned out to only be a slight grimace on his face. There was no need to knock because Erica pulled the door open as soon as we got close. "Hello Scott, Stiles," she greeted us.

The blonde turned without another word and re-entered the house. I walked behind her, having to practically force Scott into motion. We found the others in what used to be the living room. Jackson sat on a damaged chair, while Boyd and Isaac sat on what I assumed used to be a couch. Erica joined them by sitting on a blackened arm rest. Derek stood in front of them. "Where's Peter?" Jackson asked as he saw us come into the room. "Shouldn't he be here for whatever this is? A pack meeting?" His arms were folded and he leaned into the chair arrogantly.

"He's trying to track the Alpha pack, if possible," Derek snapped. He noticed Scott and I just standing in the door way. "Take a seat. We have things to talk about."

Scott decided not to go anywhere; he just leaned against the wall. I sat down in front of the couch, my back against the open spot next to Isaac's legs. I half expected a cloud of dust or ash to rise up around me but was glad when it didn't. After thinking about it for a minute I asked, "Why are we here instead of the train? I thought that was your new hideout?"

"That's a good question," Boyd added.

Derek explained it to us. "Our scents are too strong there. If we change our location each time we meet from now on, it'll make it a little harder for the Alphas to find us. Now, about Lydia. Jackson, will you tell us what all you know?"

The new Beta sat up straighter. "Sometimes when she's alone she hears noises and feels like she's being watched, so she either comes to my house, or goes to Allison's."

Erica rolled her eyes. "Why would they even go after her? She's not a werewolf."

"Like I told Isaac, she smells like Jackson, who was the Kanima. They're most likely waiting for the right time to attack him," Derek said.

"They could be watching Lydia to find out about us," Isaac suggested. "She's not a wolf, so she wouldn't know for sure that someone was there, but since she's dating Jackson she'll know information about us."

The Alpha thought it over. "That's also a good idea. This new pack could actually be both waiting and spying."

I looked between the two. "What if they are spying, but it has nothing to do with the Kanima?"

"What do you mean?" Derek asked.

"They may have come here for the Kanima originally, or already had been on their way," I thought aloud. "They could have known there was a new Alpha in Beacon Hills and came to investigate."

"He has a point," Scott said. "They could have knows about Peter, and now you."

Derek nodded as I heard footsteps by the front door. The Alpha didn't tense or prepare to fight, so I assumed it was Peter coming back. He joined our group a second later. "I couldn't find anything. They seem to be running in circles and doubling back around the forest. It's impossible to find where they are right now."

Jackson stared at the older man. "Did you check at Lydia's house?"

"Yes. There's an unusual scent there, but I couldn't tell if it's one of them or not. In every other area, their scents are mixed together."

Derek took control again. "We need to keep an eye on her. It'll be fairly easy for all of you at school, but what about when she's at home?"

"When she's with me, she'll be fine," Jackson said. "Same as when Lydia and Allison are hanging out."

"When she's alone, we still need to keep as eye on her," Derek continued. "Would you all be willing to do that?"

All of his Betas muttered their agreements. Scott threw in a yes, but Peter pointed out that it would be a bad idea for him to do it. "What am I supposed to do?"I asked as it got quieter. "I don't have any wolf powers or anything, so I don't know how I'm supposed to help."

"You're here because we're going to need you to help with the Argents if we ever need their help," Derek explained.

"Because Allison and Mr. Argent wouldn't listen to you?"

"Yes."

"Okay," I said.

It wasn't long after that that the werewolves began their training. I drove home, sad to realize that my dad was at work. I went to my room and brought up a game on my computer. Normally I would start to research but I couldn't find in it myself for some reason. I hadn't even noticed how much time had gone by until Isaac knocked on my door, then pushed it open. "Sorry, I knew you were awake," he told me. "I could hear the game."

"It's all good," I saved the game and closed out of it. "What's up?"

He took a breath and chewed on his tongue. It was almost a surprise when he said, "Is Scott okay?"

"You mean with Allison?" I asked. He stared down at my bedroom floor. "Yeah man, he'll be fine after a while."

"Okay," the werewolf replied.

Isaac left suddenly and I heard the soft click of his door closing after a minute. I tried not to focus too hard on it and went back to my game.

Notes: Thank you so much for reading! Reviews are welcome.

I hope you like this chapter. If I'm honest, it was kind of hard to write. I know my versions of the characters aren't really in character all the time, but I'm doing my best and I really didn't want to ruin Stiles. Please forgive me if I didn't get him quite right. (:

-Megan