I go home after leaving Jesse's, still a bit bitter from the question he asked. Obviously I haven't exactly gotten over her yet. I sigh, and sit down on the couch when I get a text. Noticing it's from Stiles, I open it.
At the animal clinic with Scott and Malia. No need to worry about picking me up today. I'll catch a ride with Malia.
I sigh. Great, now I'm gonna be bored. A few seconds later, I get another text, this time from Liam.
Need your help. Need a ride to the preserve. Meet me at the school. Will explain when you get here.
I frown. Why would Liam need a ride to the preserve? Guess I'll find out when I pick up Liam. I text him to tell him that I'll meet him at the school. There's a knock on the door. Raising an eyebrow, I go and answer it. Elena. I glare at her.
"What do you want?" I ask angrily.
"Hostile much?" She asks, moving past me and going in the living room.
"Please come inside, Elena." I say sarcastically. I'm so not in the mood to deal with her.
"I'm not going to leave you alone until you agree to talk to me." She says, sitting down on the couch. I sigh.
"I thought we talked at the supermarket. And again, at Jesse's shop." I say, sitting down on a chair far from her.
"That's not exactly what I had in mind." She says.
"Yeah, well, I don't care." I say harshly.
"Come on, Luka. Don't you want to get back together?" She asks, batting her eyelashes at me.
"No." I deadpan.
"You're a bad liar, Luka. That's one of the things that I love about you." She says, and I scoff.
"Please. You never cared about me." I say.
"How could you say that? Of course I-" She says. I interrupt her.
"No. You didn't. I was blind then, but not anymore. I'm not falling for your tricks again. If you did, you would have made more of an effort to get along with Stiles, and my dad. If you did, you wouldn't have flirted with half the guys on the lacrosse team. Don't deny it. Back then I was naive, and thought that you were just trying to be nice. I know better now. And if you did, you wouldn't have slept with my best friend." I say. She sighs.
"Look, Luka. I made mistakes. I know this. But that doesn't mean that I didn't love you. I did. I still do." She says.
"'Mistakes'?" I scoff. "You knew exactly what you were doing. Don't try that game on me. I don't buy it. You were playing me from the start. I was just too blinded to see it. Not anymore, though." I say. She looks at me sadly. I just glare at her.
"Please, Luka. Give me another chance. I'll be better this time." She says, giving me a puppy dog look. The look that worked on me before, but not anymore.
"No. Don't give me that look. The only person that can get away with that look with me is Stiles. Certainly not you." I say. "I'm not giving you another chance. Get that through your head."
"Can we at least be friends?" She asks.
"No." I say.
"Why not?" She asks. I scoff.
"I'm not stupid. You'd try to ruin my life." I say.
"No I wouldn't." She says.
"There's a reason they call them exes, you know. It means that you no longer want them to be part of your life. I definitely don't want you part of my life anymore, as friends or otherwise." I say, not caring if I hurt her feelings.
"Please, Luka. I'm sorry. I'm sorry for everything." She says.
"You can beg all you want. Get on your knees for all I care. The answer is still no." I say. She gets up and comes over to where I'm sitting. She climbs into my lap and starts kissing me. Surprised, I don't do anything. I start to kiss her back after a while. After a few seconds, I come back to my senses and push her off of me, causing her to fall on the floor. I stand up and wipe my mouth.
"Don't act like you didn't like it." She says, standing up and smiling smugly. I scowl.
"Don't do that." I say angrily. Damn it! As if I need this. She smiles sweetly at me. I glare at her.
"Why? Afraid that you'll 'fall for my tricks' again? That just proved that you still love me." She says smugly, moving her hair out of her face. I just now notice that she cut it. It used to be past her waist. Now it's just barely past her shoulders. My scowl deepens.
"That's... That doesn't matter. You need to leave. Now." I say, frustrated. She smirks.
"Make me." She says, putting her arms around my neck. I freeze. She starts kissing my neck. I close my eyes and let out an involuntary moan. Damn it. I'm not supposed to be letting her do this. I push her away from me again.
"Stop." I say, trying to sound firm, but it comes out in a whimper. Damn it. Why does this girl still have this effect on me?
"No." She says, pushing me back into the chair. She climbs back into my lap and starts kissing me again. I don't have the will power to push her off me again, because damn it, I do still love her. I've missed this. After a while of kissing, she pulls away slightly and presses her forehead against mine. I push her off of me.
"Please leave." I say in a defeated tone.
"Fine. But I'm not giving up. I want to be with you again. You'll come to your senses sooner or later. You can't hide your feelings forever, you know. Sooner or later you'll realize that you still want me in your life." She says, stroking my cheek and lips. After giving me another kiss, she leaves. Damn it. I thought I was stronger than this. I silently start to cry. Where's my crazy baby brother when I need him? My phone suddenly rings. Huh? I look at the screen before I answer.
"Stiles?" I say, smiling softly. He always seems to know when something's upsetting me, even when he's not near me. Like now, for instance.
"Hey, bro. What's wrong?" He asks. I blink. I don't want him to be worrying about me when he's supposed to be helping Scott.
"Nothing." I say. I can practically feel Stiles roll his eyes. He scoffs. Yeah, that wasn't a very convincing 'nothing', even if we are close, and he can tell when I'm lying even over the phone.
"Yeah, right. You do know who you're talking to right now, right?" He asks. I sigh.
"I'm fine." I say.
"Luka. That won't work on me. You know that." He says. I can faintly hear Scott talking to someone in the background.
"Yeah, well, aren't you supposed to be helping Scott?" I ask. He scoffs again.
"Ever heard of the term 'multitasking'? Now. Tell me what's wrong." He says in a demanding tone. I'm tempted to just hang up, but he'll just keep calling me and calling me until I answer again. Or he'll come home and demand to know why I hung up on him.
"Really, Stiles. I'm fine." I say. Stiles sighs.
"Why won't you tell me the truth?" He asks. I scowl.
"Because you shouldn't be worrying about me right now. You're supposed to be helping Scott." I say.
"Really, Luka? Really? You know that I'm just going to bug you about it until you tell me what's wrong. So why don't you save yourself a lot of pain and suffering and just tell me?" He says. I sigh.
"Stiles. Really, I'm fine." I say.
"Luka. I don't buy it. Just drop the damn act already and tell me what the hell is wrong." He says. He's starting to get annoyed. Great. Just great. The last thing I need is to be fighting with Stiles. Especially now. I sigh. Fine, I'll tell him.
"Fine. You should probably know that you won't like it." I say. Stiles scoffs.
"I figured that out myself, oddly enough. Just tell me." He says. I sigh again.
"Alright, alright." I say. I take a deep breath and let it out. "E...Elena came over just now." There's silence on the other end, and for a moment, I think he hung up. "Stiles?"
"Yeah, I'm here. What did she want?" He asks. I scowl.
"What do you think she wanted?" I say. He sighs.
"Did she do something?" He asks.
"No..." I say hesitantly.
"Why do you insist on lying to me? What the hell did she do?" He asks angrily. I wince a little, even though I know that his anger isn't directed at me, but at her. He never did like her. I roll my eyes. Stiles downright hated Elena. He wasn't very subtle about it, either. Every chance he got, he made sure she knew that he didn't like her. I sigh.
"I... She kissed me." I say, knowing that it's pointless trying to lie to him any longer. There's silence on the other end again. I sigh, starting to feel a little depressed.
"You pushed her away from you, though, didn't you?" He asks after awhile. I sigh.
"...After awhile, yeah." I say. He inhales sharply.
"...Do you want me to come home?" He asks. "'Cause I totally will. I can be home in a few minutes." I sigh. I do want him to come home, but I'm not selfish. Scott needs his help, and anyway, Liam needs my help.
"...No, it's fine. You stay there with Scott. I'll be fine. Liam needs my help with something, anyways." I say. Stiles sighs.
"Okay. Wait, what? What does Liam need you for?" He asks.
"I don't know. Something about going back to the preserve." I say.
"Huh. Well, alright, if you're sure. Just don't make the kid cry." He says.
"What's that supposed to mean?" I ask. Stiles laughs a little.
"Your emotions are all over the place right now. You tend to... snap when you're upset." He says. I blink.
"I do not." I say, even though it's true.
"You totally do, bro. It's very hurtful sometimes. So, do me a favor, and don't snap at Liam. He's just a kid who doesn't know any better." He says. I sigh.
"I'll be fine, Stiles." I say, slightly annoyed.
"Okay, okay. I'll just have to cheer you up later." He says happily. I chuckle slightly.
"Yeah, sure. I'll be looking forward to it." I say, and with that, we hang up. I head out to go meet Liam.
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I sigh again, tapping the steering wheel impatiently.
"Where the hell is this kid?" I grumble to myself. I'm not really in the 'be patient' kind of mood right now. I'm a tad irritable, after that scene with Elena. I sigh. I look over when the passenger door opens and Liam climbs in. Mason and some kid I don't know climb in the back. I look forward. "Took you long enough." I grumble. "Who's this guy?" I ask, pointing my thumb at the kid. Liam smiles sheepishly.
"Sorry. Uh, Luka, meet Brett. Brett, this is Stiles' brother, Luka." Liam says.
"Nice to meet you." Brett says.
"Likewise." I say nicely to Brett, to be polite. "So why are we going to the preserve with Brett?" I ask Liam, annoyed. I really don't want to do this. I'd rather be home.
"Oh, I forgot to tell you. Brett's a werewolf. He's part of a different pack. And we're looking for something." Liam says.
"Satomi's pack?" I ask Brett. He nods, while Liam looks at me, confused. "Stiles told me about them." I say, and Liam nods. "So what are we looking for?" I ask, still annoyed.
"Well, remember that hole I fell into?" He asks, and I nod. "Well, there was a necklace in the hole. This necklace." He says, showing me a picture of a girl wearing a necklace.
"Okay...?" I say, still confused.
"This is Tracy." Liam says, and I nod, understanding now.
"Got it." I say. Liam suddenly starts sniffing the air, then looks at me.
"What's wrong, Luka?" Liam asks. I tap the steering wheel.
"Nothing." I say bitterly.
"Oh, c'mon. I don't need to be a werewolf to know that there's something wrong. You can tell me. We're pack. Practically family." Liam says. I scowl. I don't really want to talk about it with Liam.
"Drop it, Liam." I snap. Liam frowns.
"Okay." He says sadly. I sigh.
"Jesse. Jesse, decided to test his boundaries today. He asked me something too personal, guess I flipped out a little." I say. Well, that was one thing that's bothering me.
"A little? Sounds like you flipped out a lot." Liam says. I sigh.
"I guess. I'm sorry for snapping at you, Liam." I say as we pull up to the preserve.
"It's alright. There's something else, too. What is it?" He says. We start walking. I scowl.
"Don't worry about it, Liam." I snap.
"But it's making you sad. You're like a brother to me, and I want to help. Especially since Stiles isn't here to cheer you up." Liam says.
"It's none of your damn business." I snap. "Just freaking drop it already. I don't want to talk about it." Liam looks taken aback by my tone.
"I..." He says.
"Damn it. I'm not here to talk about my personal life with some damn kid. So just drop it." I say angrily. Brett and Mason look at me, then Liam. Liam nods sadly and doesn't say anything else. We fall into an awkward silence after that. I feel bad for snapping at him like that, but for some reason, I can't bring myself to apologize.
"You sure you know where you're going?" Brett asks, after a while.
"I know where I am." Liam says.
"So do I. In the middle of nowhere." Brett says, waving his arms.
"Shouldn't be too much longer." I say. There's a thud behind us.
"Guys? I think I found it." Mason says. We stop and turn around, going to where Mason was.
"Can you see the necklace?" Liam asks. Mason turns on his phone's screen and uses it to look around the leaves.
"No, I don't see it. Liam, I thought you said this was a sinkhole?" Mason says.
"It's a hole. What's the difference?" Liam says.
"Look, Liam. There's handprints." I say, pointing.
"Yeah, and look at all this dirt." Mason says, kicking at the dirt.
"She didn't fall in this hole." Brett says.
"She was buried." I say.
"Intense." Mason says.
"Guys, I don't think this is the right hole." Liam says, looking around. "The one I fell in was more towards the bridge." I look around as well.
"He's right." I say.
"So who crawled out of this hole?" Brett asks. We shrug, and continue walking.
"Wait!" Liam says after a while. "I think this is the one."
"Yeah. There's the bridge. And the tree." I say. Liam climbs in the hole.
"Found it!" He calls out, and jumps out.
"We need to tell Scott." I say. Liam nods. I get a text. Grabbing my phone, I unlock it. "It's from Scott. 'Meet us at the hospital. Something happened.'" I look up, panicked. Stiles.
"I'm sure Stiles is fine." Liam says, understanding my expression.
"But what if-" I start.
"You guys should go." Brett says.
"I can drop you guys off first." I say. Brett shakes his head.
"That text sounded pretty urgent. Don't worry about us. I'll make sure Mason gets home safely." Brett says, already pulling out hs phone, probably to call his alpha, or someone in his pack. I nod, looking at Liam, and we both take off towards my car.
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I drive about sixty five, seventy the whole way to the hospital. Liam looks terrified, but honestly, I don't care right now. Scott didn't say who, or what happened, but I'm certain someone got hurt. I'm panicking right now, worried that it might have been Stiles. Or my dad.
I get parked, and run into the hospital, with Liam right behind me. Scott is waiting for us in the main lobby.
"Stiles? My dad?" I ask him frantically. Scott shakes his head.
"They're both fine. Lydia. Lydia was attacked, she's going into surgery now." Scott says. I sigh, and run a hand through my hair.
"Scott, there's something you need to know." I say.
"There were holes, in the forest. We think Tracy was buried." Liam says.
"Yeah, alive. Then she crawled out." I say.
"Then we found another hole." Liam says.
"Who was buried in that one?" Scott asks.
"We don't know." I say.
"But we might wanna find out." Liam says. We walk over to where the pack is talking to Melissa. I see Stiles, and I sigh, relieved.
"How bad is it?" Stiles asks Melissa as I wrap an arm around his shoulder. He grins at me, then turns back to Melissa with a grim expression.
"Could have been worse. Theo, nice going on the tourniquet. You may have saved her life. Alright, so she's about to go into surgery. Any supernatural details that I need to know about?" Melissa asks.
"It was the tail." Jackson growls out. Isaac puts a comforting hand on his shoulder.
"Tracy cut her with the tail, if that makes a difference." Scott says, glancing up at Jackson, who runs a hand through his hair.
"Okay." Melissa says.
"But it wasn't just Tracy. There were the others. The ones in the masks." Malia says.
"Okay." Melissa says again, and walks away.
"Someone please tell me what the hell happened?" I say. Everyone starts talking at once. "Stiles?" I say, frustrated.
"Okay, so Tracy was at the school. She passed out when Scott and I found her, some silvery liquid came out of her mouth. Scott, Malia, Isaac and I took her to Deaton. Deaton examined her, tried to test her healing abilities with a knife, but the knife broke. Tracy woke up, paralyzed the five of us, and takes off. Theo came after the paralysis wore off, and promised to help us catch Tracy. Apparently Tracy went to the station, looking for Lydia's mom. Tracy was looking to kill her. There was a fight, Tracy cut Lydia with her tail, Jacks lost control, Kira cut her tail off. Scott, Theo, Isaac and I show up after the fight, Theo does some quick thinking and wraps his belt below Lydia's wound. Malia went after Tracy to try to save her, but then these guys in masks show up and kill Tracy. Dr. Deaton took Tracy to the clinic, because she wasn't changing back to human, and because Dad didn't want to explain to the town about the supernatural." Stiles summarizes. I sigh.
"You, I'm never taking you anywhere again. I miss too much." I say jokingly to Liam, trying to lighten the mood. It works a little. Everyone chuckles slightly, even Jackson.
"Fine with me. Your driving terrifies me." Liam jokes back. "Not to mention you're pretty defensive when someone asks you something personal." He mumbles quietly, so quietly I almost didn't catch it. Everyone looks at me. Stiles raises an eyebrow. I shift my weight uncomfortably.
"I was worried, okay? I normally don't speed. That's Stiles." I say, pointing to Stiles. "And...I'm sorry about that." I tell him. "I get... defensive when I'm upset." Stiles scoffs.
"Sure. Defensive. Let's call it that." Stiles says. I glare at him. "I thought I told you to not make him cry?" He asks.
"I didn't cry." Liam says.
"...What are you guys talking about?" Isaac asks, confused.
"Luka here snapped at Liam." Stiles says. I sigh and lean against a wall.
"How do you know? You weren't there." Jackson says.
"We're close, remember? I know how he gets when he's upset. Liam, whatever he said, he didn't mean it. He can be a douche when he's upset. He does it to hide how he's feeling." Stiles says, shrugging. I scowl.
"Yeah, let's just broadcast it everywhere, so everyone can know." I say sarcastically. Stiles raises an eyebrow at me.
"See what I mean?" Stiles says. My scowl deepens.
"Y'know what, why don't you just shut the hell up?" I say angrily. The pack inhales sharply, while Stiles just stares calmly at me. After a while, I sigh. "Sorry." I say, giving him a small smile. He grins, letting me know that he's not upset.
"So what were you doing with Liam?" Stiles asks. Liam and I explain the same thing we just told Scott.
"Wait, so she was buried alive, then she crawled out of the hole?" Allison says. I nod.
"Someone else did, too. There were two holes." I say.
"Who was it?" Erica asks.
"Dunno." I say.
"We're gonna find out, though." Scott says. "For now, let's leave here, meet back at the Stilinski's." Everyone nods, and we leave, Stiles, Malia, Allison, and Erica riding with me.
"You sped to the hospital?" Stiles asks me. I raise an eyebrow at him.
"Maybe." I say. He grins at me. "Alright, yes. I did. I panicked when Scott said something happened. My mind was coming up with the worst scenarios."
"How fast?" Stiles asks.
"Why does it matter?" Allison asks.
"Because Luka's always scolding me about speeding, and he never speeds. I'm curious. How fast?" He says. I sigh.
"You know, curiousity killed the cat." I say. Stiles rolls his eyes.
"How fast?" He says.
"Sixty five, seventy." I say, making Stiles and the girls whistle. I roll my eyes.
"Children. I'm surrounded by a bunch of children." I say, half annoyed, half amused.
"You love us though." Erica says, as we pull in the drive. Jackson pulls in behind us, and then the twins, then Scott.
"Love is a strong word... More like, it's why I tolerate you guys." I tease. Stiles opens the door for everyone, and we all go inside. Erica scoffs.
"You love us. Otherwise you wouldn't hang around us, you being older and all." Erica says. I raise my eyebrows at her.
"What does me being older have to do with it? I enjoy using this time to spend with Stiles." I say. Isaac coughs and says something that sounds suspiciously like "Bull". Everyone laughs. Deaton comes in.
"Sorry to interrupt." He says. He sets his bag on the coffee table and pulls a few jars out. "A werewolf with the talons of an eagle." He says, holding the first one up, then placing it on the coffee table. "Possibly a shape-shifter, known as a Garuda in eastern mythology." He holds up another one. "Tracy's claws, the unmistakable claws of a werewolf. But, this werewolf also bears the venom and the scales as a Kanima." He says, putting the last jar on the coffee table.
"What would you even call that?" Jackson asks.
"Personally, I'd call it terrifying." Deaton says, and we nod in agreement. "But right now I'm more interested in how Tracy was able to get across the mountain ash."
"I thought nothing supernatural can get across it." I say, frowning. None of this is making any sense.
"As did I." Deaton says.
"So, Tracy isn't supernatural." Scott says.
"Precisely. If she wasn't bitten, or born, then she must have been made." Deaton says.
"Made?" Ethan says. Deaton nods.
"Someone is making supernatural creatures with non supernatural means. They've somehow blurred the lines between science, and the supernatural." Deaton says.
"There's more. Luka and Liam said that they found another hole in the woods." Scott says. Deaton nods.
"It might be part of their process, a sort of incubation." Deaton says.
"What are we supposed to do?" Allison asks.
"The same thing you've always done. Protect each other." Deaton says.
"What about someone like Tracy?" Aiden asks.
"I wish I could tell you. I'm hoping to get more answers. I'll be gone a few days." Deaton says.
"Wait, you're leaving? Now?" Stiles says.
"Just for a few days." Deaton says.
"How scared should we be?" Kira asks.
"I've lived in the supernatural world for a very long time. But, I'm still just a doctor. A man of science. Something like this happens, it rattles the foundation of everything you believe. It shakes you to the core." Deaton says.
"Something like what?" Scott asks.
"The rules have changed." Deaton says, leaving. Scott closes his eyes.
"Alright, everyone. Let's all go home and try to get some sleep." Scott says after awhile. Everyone nods, and leaves. I sigh and sit on the couch. Stiles comes over and sits next to me, and cuddles up to me.
"You feeling any better now?" He asks.
"Not really." I say, knowing that he's asking about the Elena incident.
"You think about what we talked about before?" He asks. I sigh.
"Stiles. I'm in no way ready to start dating again. I mean, come on, look at me. Elena still has an effect on me." I say.
"Yeah, exactly. She's gonna have that effect on you until you find someone else. Someone better." Stiles says. I sigh.
"I can't really do that, when I still think about her. It doesn't help that she knows that she still has the effect on me, especially since no matter where I go, she's always there, trying to convince me to get back together with her." I say. Stiles sighs.
"You deserve to be happy, Luka. I want you to be happy. And you can't be happy with her. She'll only hurt you again, that we know for sure, so don't you dare think about getting back with her. She's poison, and you deserve someone better. Someone who won't keep hurting you." He says. I sigh.
"I know, I know." I say.
"Please just try." He says, giving me a puppy dog look. I sigh, knowing that I can't say no to him, especially when he looks at me like that.
"I don't think it'll do any good. But okay." I say. Stiles grins. He gets up and leaves the room. Confused, I get up to follow him. He turns around and holds up his hand. Deciding that I don't want to sit back down, I start to pace. What is he up to? He comes back a few minutes later with a bowl of popcorn in one hand and the movie 22 Jump Street in the other. I stop pacing and look at him questioningly.
"You're in the need of some laughs. What better way than to watch 22 Jump Street?" He says, putting the movie in and sitting back on the couch, with the remote in hand. He pats the spot next to him. I sigh.
"Stiles. I'm not really in the mood to watch a movie." I say.
"Exactly why we need to watch it. Come. Sit." He says, patting the spot again. I sigh again and sit next to him. He starts the movie. It turned out to be the best remedy I could have asked for. I laughed so much that I forgot about the Elena incident. I even forgot why I was upset with Jesse. After the movie I'm still chuckling.
"See. Told you." Stiles says, putting the movie back in its case. I smile.
"Yeah, yeah." I say. He turns around and grins at me.
"Well, my work here is done for now. Good night." He says, going to his room. I laugh.
"Good night, Stiles." I say, going to my own room.
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The next morning, I wake up and drive Stiles to school. I sigh, and just stare at the road.
"Hey, what's wrong?" Stiles asks me.
"Nothing." I say.
"Bull." He says. "You're too quiet. What's wrong?"
"Maybe I'm just not in a talking mood." I say.
"Exactly. What's wrong? Don't make me ask again." He says in a teasing tone. I sigh.
"What do you think?" I say bitterly. I watch him frown from the corner of my eye.
"Still?" He says. I sigh. "Luka..."
"I can't help it, Stiles." I say. He sighs.
"She doesn't deserve another chance." He says quietly. I sigh.
"You said the same thing about Jesse." I say.
"Yeah, but he's not a lying, conniving slut like she is." He says. I frown.
"How do you know he's not lying to me now?" I ask.
"I don't. But I do know that she is." He says.
"Do tell." I say, raising an eyebrow. Stiles fidgets in his seat.
"Don't be mad." He pleads, and I narrow my eyes at that. What the hell did he do?
"What did you do?" I ask calmly.
"Nothing! At least, nothing too bad. Well, Scott and I bumped into her on the way to Deaton's. Well, we saw her walking, and I decided to interrogate her. With Scott there, listening to her heartbeat at a distance. She couldn't see him, because he was behind her, but I could. I asked her if she really still loves you, and she said yes, but Scott shook his head. I told her that if she was planning on just hurting you again, just leave you alone. She said that she wasn't going to hurt you again. Scott shook his head then, too. I asked her if she really cheated on Jesse too, and she lied, saying that she didn't. She's lying." He says. I look at him surprised. Looking back at the road, I sigh.
"Why didn't you tell me this earlier?" I ask. He sighs.
"I didn't think you'd talk to her again." He says.
"It wasn't my intention to talk to her again, you know. She just came over and refused to leave until I talked to her." I say.
"I know. I should have told you about it sooner." He says.
"It's fine. Don't worry about it." I say, faking a smile. It's a pretty convincing smile I guess, because he doesn't question it.
"You sure? I don't want you mad at me." He says.
"You were trying to look out for me. I'm not mad." I say. He grins.
"Good." He says.
"So, what, are you going to interrogate Jesse now, too?" I ask in a teasing tone.
"Maybe." He says seriously. I laugh.
"Well, I wanna be there when you do." I say. He nods. We pull up to the school.
"K. Oh, hey, by the way, we're going to be going to be researching after school. About the whole 'half kanima, half werewolf' thing." Stiles says.
"Okay. I'll help." I say. He nods.
"Okay. Just meet up with us after school." He says, and I nod.
"I'll see you then." I say, leaving.