Did I lose everyone?

I'm trying to incorporate the FB game and the series, so some incidents may seem off or not in place properly, but don't worry, I'll get it all in there LOL.

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To say she was bitter was a bit of an understatement. Today had scared her more than anyone could ever know. She had been so close to being lost and she was worried that one day she wouldn't return from it. Was she destined to end up like her mother? Sometimes, she wished her mother still was around, maybe then she would have a better understanding of it. Her mom killing herself just showed she couldn't find a way to deal and it scared her.

She sighed, pulling the hood of her sweatshirt up around her face. Scott had told her to go home after classes, which she did. She just didn't mention that she was coming back to watch the game. She already knew what would happen to Scott, yet she still found herself drawn to it. So she was off in a corner, standing and watching everything play out. She could see Allison with her grandfather, him offering her his coat. Allison took it and when Gerard was looking at the action on the field, she looked through the pockets, pulling out some keys and handing them off the Stiles. Really? She couldn't have done that? It would have been so easy for her. She knew Scott was still trying to protect her in his own way and really, she was happy that she was being left alone right now. Her nerves were still too frazzled.

She was pulled back to the game when she heard another crunch, wincing as the guy from the other team decided to destroy as many Beacon Hills players as possible. Coach was running around the bench looking for more players and yelling for Stiles. Poor Stiles, he had wanted to play in a game so badly and here was his chance, even if it would end in pain, but he was gone, probably breaking into Gerard's office and Coach was left flailing, looking at the crowd before calling someone down. Cat squinted her eyes, and then rolled them at seeing Erica beside Boyd who was taking off his jacket to play. Oh this was so going to end well. As Boyd moved down to the playing field, she watched Erica get up and move towards the school. Cat contemplated leaving to go help Stiles but knowing what would happen to Scott, she couldn't make herself leave.

Her phone buzzed and she pulled it out to see a message from Stiles.

'Where are you? Lydia is in the parking lot crying, I need to check out Gerard's office.'

'Scott told me to go home, remember?'

'I doubt you did. Are you able to check on her? Please?'

'Fine, I will in a few. I'm waiting for the "play" to happen. BTW be on the lookout for Erica heading towards the school.'

'THX.'

Cat put her phone back, returning her attention to the field in time to see Boyd take out the biggest baddest player on the other team, making the crowd go nuts. Scott approached him and watched him gesture for Boyd to get off the field, when he turned her way, she could see why, his eyes flashing amber. Cat groaned and shook her head as the whistle blew, starting the game again. Boyd and Scott took off down the field, Scott grabbing the ball and down to the goal, scoring. A player of the other team hit him from behind, sending him flying and Cat watched almost in slow motion as he fell to the ground, bone crunching and his leg twisting at an odd angle.

There it was.

Yet, she still ran out to the field, kneeling down beside him. She was the closest to him and the first to arrive.

"Don't touch me." He gasped. "All we need is for something to happen to you."

"Your leg is broken." She hissed as Allison knelt beside her.

"Oh my god." Allison cried. "Your leg, just like Cat said."

"I'm healing." He told her. "Help me up."

"You have long sleeves and gloves." Cat reminded him, grabbing a hand as Allison did the same.

"Don't move." Coach cried.

"I'm fine," Scott replied, forcing a smile to his face.

"I swear, I literally thought I heard bone breaking from where I sat." His mom cried, looking him over.

"Heard it?" The coach asked. "I felt it."

"I'm fine." Scott replied.

"We should go." Allison said.

Cat nodded, remembering that she was supposed to find Lydia, then hopefully Stiles, make sure he was okay.

"Wait." Gerard said. "Ms. Danvers, there is something I need from the office and Mr. McCall I need to ask you one more thing, let me just grab my keys. They're in your pocket Allison."

"It's okay." Cat all but yelled as a panicked look crossed Allison's face. "Have my own copy, remember? Tell me what you need."

"There are some folders I forgot. I was about to go back and get them but since you're here, I would greatly appreciate if you could get them. They're a stack of blue folders left on the secretary's desk."

"Of course." She replied with a nervous smile. "I will go get them right away Sir."

She hoped Stiles would understand but she needed to keep Gerard out of the office and away from his keys for the time being. Leaving the crowd behind, she walked off into the direction of the school at a fast pace, calling Stiles to warn him.

"Did you find Lydia?"

"No, but Gerard sent me to get some blue folders. Did you find anything?"

"No, just- Oh, Erica."

"Hello Stiles." Cat heard in the background.

"Oh hell." She muttered to herself. "I'll be right there."

"I'll be fine. Find Lydia." Stiles told her before hanging up.

She made a face, quickening her pace and when she got to the office, it was empty so she grabbed the folders and ran back to the field, handing them to Gerard before muttering that her Father wanted her home and taking off for the parking lot. She would do as Stiles asked, mostly because she trusted that he would be okay and she really didn't want to be around Erica right now. So she would go look for Lydia, which really wasn't that hard to do. The red head was in her car, the interior light on. Cat walked up to the passenger door and knocked on the window. When Lydia saw who it was, she rolled her eyes but rolled the window down.

"What?" The red head asked. "If you're looking for Stiles, he was supposed to come back but never did."

"I know, something happened, he asked me to check on you, mind if I come in?"

"Fine, whatever, but nothing's wrong."

Cat sighed before slipping into the car. "If nothing's wrong, why are you crying?"

"Because I feel like I'm losing my mind." Lydia shook her head, looking down at her hands.

"Look, Lydia, we barely know each other but maybe that's what you need, someone to talk to who you're not close to."

The car grew silent and Cat contemplated leaving when Lydia finally spoke again.

"I've been having really strange and scary dreams lately. But they're not like any dreams I've ever had before. I dream about fire. I dream about being dead. Trapped in a shallow grave. I dream about the night I got bitten. I dream about that over and over. And sometimes, when I wake up from the dream, I didn't even know I was asleep. I don't think I could've been asleep. It's so weird."

Cat stilled, listening to Lydia talk. She had heard the whole story of the Hale house and Peter Hale, the old alpha and she knew there was an obvious connection but what could she tell Lydia?

" I've never really been a person who had nightmares, but now it's like I'm trapped in one I can't seem to wake up from. It's making my life suck right now. And my life does not suck. It just doesn't."

"I don't think your life sucks Lydia. I think what happened was traumatic and scary and it takes time to deal with that." Cat quietly said.

"I don't have Jackson anymore. Which I'm sort of getting used to, but then things started changing between me and Allison. Have you noticed changes in Allison?"

Cat inwardly cursed. Why did she have to deal with this? She was the least equipped at dealing with this. Her nerves were frazzled enough as it was and now to come up with a plausible story? How was she supposed to deal with this?

"I think Allison has been dealing with a lot of things as well." She cautiously replied.

Lydia shook her head. "She used to be so honest. To a fault. Now she randomly tells little lies all the time. And she's always watching people. Noticing everything. Kind of on edge, like she's looking for something." She paused as she tried to think of another way to say it. "Yeah. It's like she's looking for something really dangerous."

"I think she's on edge with the whole Scott thing to be honest."

Lydia shrugged before taking a deep breath in an attempt to center herself. "Anyways Cat, I feel better, thank you for the chat. Maybe we can go shopping or something sometime."

Cat shook her head in confusion. She had been practically in tears one moment and now she was smiling and asking Cat to go shopping. 180 much?

"I'm gonna go to the game so you'll have to get out too."

"Yes, of course." Cat replied, reaching for the handle and letting herself out as the other girl did the same. "I'll talk to you later I guess?"

"Yes, Bye Cat." Lydia hit the lock button on her car and walked off and Cat waited until she was almost out of sight before taking off for the school. That had been one of the weirdest conversations ever and she was fairly positive that she heard the final whistle of the game but she would think about it later and worry about Stiles right now. He hadn't come out of the school or called her so she was a little bit worried.

Knowing he was with Erica, there was no point in trying to sneak around so she began calling Stiles name as she ran through the school, wondering why she hadn't started jogging yet like she told herself she would. She called his phone repeatedly and finally it was answered, by Erica.

"Where's Stiles?" Cat snapped.

"You sound out of breath Catty." Cat was confused by Erica's voice, almost as if she was trying to hide some concern. "We're at the pool, don't push yourself so hard, come see us."

"Us?" she asked.

"Derek's here."

Cat grew silent. She knew Derek would be able to hear everything so didn't bother asking if she had already told him. Was she walking into a trap?

"Everything's okay, Cat." Erica quietly said before hanging up the phone.

The petite girl was puzzled. Was she trying to say that she didn't tell Derek? And if she was? Why? She would have to worry about that later because right now, she needed to get to the pool. Oh god, was she walking into something? What point would there be for her to go there? She couldn't do much but she couldn't leave Stiles alone, she just couldn't.

When she entered the pool, Stiles turned around, letting out a sigh when he saw her there.

"Hello, Catalina." Derek said with a small nod.

"Hi." She replied, glancing down at the deflated basketball. "What's going on?"

"Just talking to Stiles about what he saw that night at the mechanics."

"Oh, that Lizard thing."

"You've seen it?" Derek asked.

"No, she hasn't." Stiles answered for her. "She's going by what I told her."

"I was asking Catalina." Derek said, ignoring him.

"Stiles, it's okay. I saw it at Isaac's house the night of the full moon." Cat stepped up beside Stiles. "It looked at me, Scott saved me and then it hissed at us and took off."

"So this is why Scott has your loyalty." Derek mused.

"He earned it." Cat replied, glaring at him.

"And we don't get that chance?"

Cat shrugged, refusing to answer that. "It reminded me of a lizard, it had ugly yellow eyes. Now you know, so how about we go?" She lifted her hands, wondering why Derek and Erica were now completely ignoring them. She looked at Stiles. "Can we leave?"

Stiles was looking at the two werewolves in confusion "You have this look on your face like you know exactly what we're talking about." He followed their eyesight, his eyes widening as he grabbed Cat's arm, pulling them behind the werewolves.

Cat finally caught on to what everyone was looking at, letting out a gasp as it jumped off the balcony, landing in front of them. Derek crouched down, snarling at the creature as Erica grabbed Cat, pulling her behind her to protect her. As Erica turned back, the creature caught her in the side, sending her flying into a wall before she crumbled to the ground. Cat moved as if to go to her but Derek grabbed her hand swinging her around and pushing her towards Stiles. That moment of contact was enough and Cat yelled out a warning to him.

"Your neck."

"Run." He yelled at them, ignoring her warning as the creature's claw swiped at him.

Derek seized up and Stiles grabbed an arm throwing it over his shoulder. Cat grabbed his other arm and the two began to run with a paralyzed werewolf in between them.

"Scott, call Scott." Derek told them.

Stiles fumbled for his phone and dropped it, reaching down to get it and throwing them off balance. Derek pitched into the pool and Cat windmilled at the tip of the pool, breathing a sigh of relief as she caught her balance. She went to step back when she felt a hand on her back pushing her back and into the pool. She came up sputtering and clutching for the side of the pool as Stiles jumped in beside her and grabbed Derek, swimming them towards the center.

"Cat, come on." Stiles yelled.

"I can't." She cried, her eyes scanning the area for the creature while Stiles kept yelling at her to swim.

"I don't know how to." She finally snapped. "So great plan."

"How could you not know how to swim?" Stiles asked in disbelief. "Everyone knows how to swim."

"Except me. Where is it? Is Erica okay? What if she has a seizure?"

"She won't, she's a werewolf now." Derek yelled as Stiles tried to keep them afloat.

Cat knew otherwise though, she had seen it after all but wisely kept her mouth shut, instead scanning the pool deck as she tried to look for the creature.

"Can you get me out of here before I drown?" Derek snapped.

"Did you forget about the thing out there with row upon row of razor sharp teeth?" Stiles asked.

"Did you forget that I'm paralyzed from the neck down in Eight feet of water?" Came Derek's scathing reply.

"Will you both just shut up?" Cat screeched at them. "Where is it?"

"Wait, stop." Derek said, watching a shadow move across the wall. Cat looked behind her, following Derek's line of sight to see the gross thing move along the outside of the pool towards her.

"What's it waiting for?" Stiles asked.

"Ohmygod, ohmygod, ohmygod." Cat cried, scrambling along the edge of the pool.

"Cat, you have to let go of the wall and come out towards us." Stiles instructed.

"I'll drown."

"Would you rather drown or become his tasty snack."

As it moved closer, Cat kicked off from the wall and Stiles grabbed her arm, pulling her closer.

"Just kick your feet and move your hands, it will keep you afloat."

She nodded, terrified beyond belief as they watched the creature stick a hand in before hissing and pulling away as if burned.

"I don't think it can swim." Stiles noted.

"Great, it feels my pain." Cat gasped as they continued treading water in the middle of the pool, watching the creature circle them. She didn't know how much time passed but she was getting tired. "I don't know how long I can do this."

"Same." Stiles gasped out. "We need to call Scott."

"my phone was fried when I was pushed into the pool." Cat hissed with a glare.

Stiles looked over at his phone still on the pool deck.

"Don't even think about it." Derek and Cat cried at the same time. There was no way she could hold Derek up and if Stiles left them, they would both drown.

"I'll go." Cat said. "Just kind of paddle on over and grab your phone, right?"

"Can you do it?" Stiles asked.

"She better because you're not letting me go." Derek snapped.

"And you should be a little nicer to guy who's been saving your ass." Cat snapped at him. "I'm going to try. I'll get the phone, push off the wall and try to call Scott before it eats me."

She dog paddled over the best she could, her limbs tired and heavy. She kept one eye on the creature as she moved towards the phone, reaching out to grab it as it lunged at her. Her hands grasped it and she kicked off the wall again, screeching as it came within a hairs breadth away from touching her. She dialed Scott's number, begging him to pick up quickly.

"Scott." She cried, the moment he picked up.

"I can't talk right now." Scott hung up and Cat looked over at Stiles with wide eyes.

"He hung up on me." She cried in disbelief.

"Text him." Stiles told her

She sent Scott a quick message, telling him to come quickly to the Pool. "Now what? I can't hold this up and keep swimming."

"Just throw it." Stiles instructed. "I don't care right now."

She threw it, realizing too late it was heading for the creature, hitting him on the head before bouncing into the pool. It hissed at her and she moved back, closer to Stiles.

"I think you pissed it off and there's payback for my phone."

She sent him a glare and they returned to staring at it, circling the pool over and over as it waited for them.

"Why hasn't it gone after Erica?" She asked, wondering why the blonde hadn't gotten up yet. It seemed like forever since they had been in the pool. "Did it scratch her?"

"It must have and then knocked her out." Stiles said.

She went under, pushing herself back to the surface as she spat out some water. "We can't stay here like this forever, I'm getting tired Stiles."

"Just hold on."

"I can't."

"Let's try to get to the side of the pool, we'll think of something then." Stiles suggested as he began swimming towards the starting blocks.

Cat tried to follow, her limbs even more heavy as she kept pushing, finding herself going under water more and more often. She was so close and reached out, just missing the edge by inches as she went under again, her eyes closing, too tired to try anymore. She took in a lungful of water as a hand grasped hers and pulled her out onto the deck. She began coughing up water, her rescuer grabbing Stiles and Derek and putting them beside her. She could make out Scott, now standing on the starting blocks, wolfed out and snarling at the creature.

It jumped at Scott and a fight ensued as Cat, still coughing and sputtering pushed herself to her hands and knees and crawled over to Stiles and Derek to see if they were okay. Both were breathing, Stiles watching the fight and Derek regaining the use of his limbs as he pulled himself up. When she looked up again, the creature was jumping away, leaving Scott staring after it. He turned to them, a look of confusion on his face.

"Are you guys okay?"

Cat glared at him. "Next time I call you, don't hang up without finding out what's wrong.'

"I'm sorry, I was in Gerard's room looking for information when you called."

"And I was in the middle of the pool trying not to die because I can't swim."

"Guys." Stiles gasped. "Fight later, let's get out of here."

Derek stood and went to go check on Erica as Scott helped up her and Stiles.

"I need a laptop, I found the bestiary." Scott said, holding up the keys Stiles had left in the office door.

"I have mine." Stiles said. "Let's go check it out."

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