Chapter 4

It was official. Lydia hated werewolves.

Not only was this whole plan of trying to lore the Alpha to the school a terrible idea, but the Alpha had killed Derek and trapped them in the school, though she had to admit that Scott's attempt at a howl were a strange combination of pathetic, cringeworthy, and…somewhat endearing.

She forced the thought out of her mind. It was his fault that they were in this mess, and she wasn't going to let that go so easily, especially because if they survived this, she was going to have to explain to her mom how the hood of her car was pried open and her battery was ruined.

When this was all said and done, if Scott wasn't dead, she was going to kill him.

"What do we do?"

Funny, how he was the one with the supernatural powers, and he was asking her for help. She didn't necessarily believe in karma, but after the events of tonight, she might become a believer.

They had tried to lock the Alpha in the boiler room in the basement, thinking that the heavy iron door would be enough to keep it contained until morning, but they hadn't anticipated it busting through the ceiling and running off. Since then they hadn't seen any sign of the Alpha since then, which in many ways was scarier than it chasing them.

"I don't know. We can't trap it in here, we can't leave in y car, and we definitely won't last until the morning." She thought over every feasible option that they had available to them, but she couldn't see anyway out of their predicament.

"Wait! Derek's car is still outside. We could get the keys and drive out of here."

"Yeah, all we have to do is take the time to look outside for Derek's dead body and take his keys," she said sarcastically, "How do we propose we do that?"

Scott glared at and threw his hand sup in the air. "I don't know, but we can't sit here and do nothing."

"What we should do is call the cops."

"No!"

"What do you mean no?"

"I mean we're not calling the cops."

"Why the hell would we not call the cops. Isn't it their job to handle this sort of thing."

Scott looked at her pleadingly, hoping that she would just take his word for it and agree with him, but Lydia was a headstrong woman and she wouldn't be deterred.

"My mom is dating Sheriff Stilinski."

This was news to Lydia, but the more she thought about it the more it made sense. She knew from Elementary school that Scott's parents were divorced, his father having left a few years before her and Scott knew each other. Her mother also told her about how one of her former classmates, Sheriff Noah Stilinski, had lost his wife around 8 years ago, after fighting mental illness. Her mother also mentioned how the couple had tried to have kids for many years but never succeeded. She figured it was fitting that two people who dedicated their lives to saving people would end up together.

"Scott, we're in over our heads. We need help. You have to call the Sheriff."

Scott was about to respond, whether to relent or argue with her further, she would never find out, as no sooner had his mouth opened, when he stopped suddenly and turned to look down the hall behind him.

"What?"

"I hear a phone ringing. It sounds like…" he gasps and turns towards Lydia, panic clear on his face, "Allison."

Lydia's eyes widen as she too panics, quickly pulling out her phone and calls Allison, who answers.

"Hey, Lydia. We were just-"

"What are you doing at the school?"

"I got a text from Scott telling me to bring Jackson and meet you guys after hours."

"Jackson's with you?"

"Yeah he wanted help with some school stuff, so we met up after school."

Lydia couldn't stop the feeling of jealousy that arose at the thought of Jackson spending time with Allison without her, alone, but ultimately decided that there were more important things to worry about right now.

"I don't have my phone. Derek broke it."

"Scott says his phone's broke. He didn't text you."

A loud thud sounded from somewhere deeper in the building causing Allison to shriek from the other end of the call.

"What the hell was that?"

"Allison," Scott pulled the phone away from her ear, so he could speak into it, "Stay where you are. We're on our way." Before, she could try to stop him, Scott took off down the hallway, obviously using his senses to try and track them down.

"Scott, Wait!" She knew he could hear her, but he wasn't listening. "Damn it! Just stay put, alright?"

"Lydia, wait-", but Lydia had already hung up, sprinting down the hallway after Scott.

Scott slammed the door shut behind them, locking it, though he knew it would stand little chance in stopping the Alpha.

Him and Lydia had found Allison and Jackson near the cafeteria, and from there, things just kept getting worse. Not only had they convinced him to call the cops, but someone had told the cops to expect someone to prank call the about a break in at the school. After that, Allison and Jackson had demanded to know what they were running from, and in a moment of desperation, he blamed it all on Derek. He could tell by their expressions that they had thankfully bought it, though Lydia's was a bit harder to decipher.

The Alpha then managed to break through their barricade, forcing them to run until they ended up here, in one of the chemistry labs. Scott faced the door, ready for the Alpha to try and break through and kill them, but the attack never came. The only explanation that Lydia could think of was that it gave up, but why? They had nowhere to go.

Looking at the others in the room, Scott was pacing back and forth, occasionally glancing towards the door in case the werewolf came back, while Allison was shaking next to her, her eyes never leaving Scott. Jackson on the other hand seemed more annoyed than anything.

"Great job dumbass, now we're stuck in here."

Scott immediately turned towards Jackson and got right in his face. "I didn't hear you say any better ideas. I was just trying to find someplace safe."

"Okay McCall, what now?"

Lydia saw Scott glance around the room, searching for an exit. His eyes first landed on the widows, but they were up on the second floor, and there was little chance they'd be able to fit through them anyway. He continued to look around from the door they came in from and the ceiling above them, until he spied the emergency exit at the back of the room. With quick steps, he moved to the door only to find it locked.

"That ways not going to work," Allison said from her spot in the middle of the room, "An alarm will go off the second that door opens. Then he'll know where we are, and we'll be stuck on the roof."

"We could climb down the fire escapes up there before he even gets there. Plus, the cops will have to respond to the alarm and that should scare him off."

Steeling himself, Scott reached for the door handle again. Lydia realized that he was planning on breaking the handle, but Lydia realized it was a bad idea. Stepping to the opposite side of the room from the others, Lydia whispered so that only Scott's heightened hearing could hear her.

"Don't! There's no way you'll be able to explain that to the two of them, and the police once they get here. We have to try something else."

Scott tensed for a second before stepping away from the door and approaching the others.

"I can't get it to budge. We need to find the key to this door."

"Where would we find the keys at this time of night?"

Lydia's mind went into high gear as she too, tried to figure out where they could find a key to the door, when she saw Scott's eyes widened like he found a solution that no one else thought of. He then looked at Lydia with a sorry look in his eyes, when Lydia realized what he was thinking.

"No."

"Lydia it's the only shot we got."

"You're not going out there."

"What are you guys talking about?" said Jackson in equal measures confusion and jealousy at Scott and Lydia's behavior.

"We ran into a janitor earlier. That's where we'll find a key to the door?"

"Well, where is he?"

"Dead."

This shut Jackson up, but Allison finally caught on to what Scott and Lydia were talking about.

"You're not planning and going out there and finding him, are you?" When Scott failed to respond, it was all the answer she needed. "Scott, no! You can't go out there! He'll kill you!"

She stepped right in front of him and pleaded with him, but Lydia could tell that Scott had already made up his mind.

"We can't stay here in case he figures out where we are. Someone needs to go get the keys, so we can get out of here, and Lydia and I are the only ones who know what he looked like," He then turned his head to look at Lydia as he said, "and between the two of us, I think I can handle myself better than her."

Lydia caught the hidden meaning behind his words. As a werewolf, he had a better chance out surviving a run-in with the Alpha than anyone else. She nodded her head briefly, while Allison looked on in both shock and betrayal at her.

Lydia put on her most neutral expression, "Well if you must go out there, you're going to need a weapon." She then set out to find the ingredients to make something for Scott to use. Luckily, the lab had everything she needed to make a Molotov cocktail, so she set about getting that ready.

Though she appeared calm on the outside, internally was a-whole-nother story. She understood that even though this was their best plan of getting out of here, there was still the considerable risk that Scott might not make it, and despite her actions to the contrary, she didn't want him to die. He was going to risk his neck for all of them, though admittedly Allison was his girlfriend, but for her and Jackson too, despite how terrible the two of them had treated them. She felt guilt well up inside her at the thought he would do this for her and yet she was selfish and cold towards him.

Once she was finished, she handed him the beaker filled with the chemicals, and stood there for a moment trying to figure out what to say, what she had the right to say considering how she had treated them.

"Don't die out there." She immediately cringed as soon as the words were out of her mouth. Trying to save the situation, she quickly leaned up and planted a kiss on his cheek before changing to, "Be careful."

Scott gave her a puzzled look but gave her a nod anyway, before Allison stepped up and kissed him for all she was worth. She moved so quickly, Lydia didn't notice the tense look on Allison's face as she moved to Scott. When they broke apart, she whispered something to Scott that Lydia couldn't hear, before Scott headed out into the hallway. Lydia was quick to lock the door behind him, leaving her confused and conflicted, an equally confused Jackson, and a distraught Allison.

How much time had passed since Scott left to get the keys she wasn't sure. What she was sure of was that he was gone entirely too long.

Jackson was leaning against one of the lab table, trying to appear as nonchalant as possible, despite the dyer situation they were and the light layer of sweat that could be seen on his forehead. Allison was in much worse shape. Her pacing had only gotten worse since Scott left, her eyes watery while she nervously chewed on the fingers of her gloves and glanced at the door every few seconds.

Lydia felt just as scared and as nervous as Allison did, the only thing keeping her from freaking out was her resolve to remain strong for them both. Her eyes never left the door once she had locked, as she watched and listened intently for any sign that things would turn out okay, but the school was unnaturally quiet.

Deciding that standing there and waiting any longer was both a waste of time and not helping her already frayed nerves, she glanced at the other two briefly before scanning the room once again, looking for something, anything that could get them out of this situation.

Her fall on the lab table behind Jackson, but she notices that something doesn't seem right. All the chemicals she uses to make the Molotov are still on the table, but she realizes that one of them looks like it wasn't used.

"Hey, Jackson?" when he raised his head and gave her a questioning look, she asked, "You gave me the right chemicals I asked for right?"

"Of course," he replies in that self-assured tone that she normally would find endearing but lately has been getting on her nerves.

Before she gets the chance to question him further, a loud roar echoes through out the school, causing Jackson to drop to his knees gripping the back of his neck. Lydia and Allison both rush over to him to make sure he's okay, when the roar finally stops, and Lydia notices a faint glow on a cut from the back of his neck.

"Where'd you get that?"

Jackson merely glares at her, shoving both her and Allison's hands away, before walking way from the girls.

"What the hell was that?"

Allison's question kickstarts Lydia's brain again, having been more worried about Jackson than actually thinking why the Alpha was roaring.

"Oh no," she says quietly, turning back to the door before another sound echoes in the halls.

"AHHHHHHHHHHHHH!"

"Scott!", both Allison and Lydia scream as the tow of them rush towards the door, only to be stopped by Jackson grabbing the two of them by the waist and stopping them.

"Hey, you can't go out there. Whatever that was, it safer for us to stay in here, than out there."

"What about Scott?" says Allison as she glares at Jackson.

"He knew what he was getting into when he went out there," came Jackson's surprisingly cold reply. Lydia knew that Jackson resented Scott for stealing his top spot on the lacrosse team, but to act like he didn't care if he died, this was a new low, even for him.

The three returned to their silent vigil, waiting for any indication that Scott was okay. Jackson acted the same as before, and Allison was even more of an emotional wreck than before, the possibility of losing her boyfriend nearly making her hyperventilate.

Lydia herself was no better, unable to stop her hands from shaking as she quietly prayed for Scott's safe return.

"Come on Scott. Please be okay."

The sound of the door lock clicking caught their attention, but when Allison moved to open the door, she found that it was still locked. She desperately tried to pull it open repeatedly shouting, "Scott! Open the Door!" to no answer.

A pair of roars came from the hallway outside, causing the three of them to hastily step back from the door, as the sounds of a fight could be heard from the other side. Lydia moved back towards the door, her mind not really thinking about what she was going to do once she got there, when the door burst open and Scott was thrown threw and landed with a thud.

Allison and Lydia let out a sigh of relief, before they all gasped at the sight of a transformed Scott standing in front of them, Allison and Jackson's being ones of confusion and Lydia's being one of shock. Scott didn't give them any chance to question him, tossing the keys to Lydia, shouting, "Run! Get out of here!"

Lydia wanted to argue but a hulking mass moved into the doorway, The Alpha. Lydia gasped, recognizing it from the video store but finally getting to see how big the thing was. It was nearly three times the size of Scott with evil looking red eyes. Allison's scream brought her back to reality, as Scott charged forward, and shoulder tackled the Alpha into the hallway.

She was frozen in shock, until Jackson shook her shoulder and directed her to the fire escape, the look of pure terror on his face showing Lydia that he to recognized the monster. After trying to find the right keys for several moments, all while the sounds of roars and a fight echoed from outside, she finally got the door open, triggering the alarm as the three of them ran to the roof and later down the fire escape.

Surprisingly, when they turned their attention back to the school, the battle inside seemed to have ended for now, and the sound of police sirens in the distance could be heard. As one of the front doors to the school opened, Lydia readied herself to run, until she saw that it was Scott who was coming out, bruised and battered from fighting the Alpha.

Both Lydia and Allison ran towards him, but when Lydia finally made it to him and wrapped him up in a hug, she noticed that Allison had hesitated and stopped some feet away. She pulled back from the hug and looked at Scott's face, and she could see the apprehension there as clear as day. He was going to have to explain things to Allison and Jackson now, and things were only going to get more difficult from here on out.

AN:

Once again, sorry it's been a while since my last update. I had about half of this chapter written, before my computer stopped working and I had to get a new motherboard. That was 2 weeks ago, and as soon as I got it back I got to work on it.

This was a big chapter to write because this is where things start to diverge from canon, if the end of the chapter is any indication. I figured that having Jackson and Allison know about the supernatural here would add anew dynamic that I've personally never seen before. I also tried to insert the change in Lydia's relationship with Scott.

Updates will hopefully resume regular updates for all my stories so be on the look out.

Thanks for reading.