Disclaimer: I don't own Teen Wolf
Summary: Scott gets bitten luckily he has his best friends Stiles and Allison to help him through it. A different take on Teen Wolf season one including Malia as well. Scallison and Stalia
A.N: A huge thanks to everyone for reviews and Lexim325 and gmilena1525 for adding to your favs and TheImpossibleGirlOswin for following and everything. I glad you like it. And thank you ana for the reviews again.
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Chapter Seven: Love be afraid
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Allison let out a startled noise and ended up on the ground as the huge monstrous face came into view. She couldn't believe it. This is how he looked. Malia, Scott even Stiles had already seen him but she never had and he looked every bit like a monster from a scary horror movie or a book.
She was breathing hard as she watched the thing trying to get into the hole. It was too small for him to reach her but she had a feeling that if he really wanted to he could get in.
'We shouldn't call him a he? What if it's a she?' she remembered Stiles words.
'He is neutral,' she replied than.
'Maybe we should just call him it,' suggested Malia casually.
They started talking about something else after that but she heard her and she was right. It wasn't a she or he it was most certainly and it. A monster, a beast, a demon…whatever she wanted to call him it didn't deserve any association with humanity. It was not human at all. Not even close.
It glowed at her and she felt like crying. She sat down into the cold and hugged her knees closing her eyes. In that moment with it facing her she wasn't brave at all.
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Richard Stevenson walked out of the car and toward his new partner. Hunters were primarily solo players. Of course if it was required they would team up but honestly he wasn't much of a fan.
He liked the new girl though. She seemed skilled and definitely wired the right way for hunting or at least she look like it when she crossed paths with the alpha.
'So we're still patrolling? Hale is in prison doesn't it seem kind of pointless.'
Braeden raised her brows at him, 'Chris said it clearly. Hale is not the alpha.'
'I don't buy it, the guy shows up the same night as the alpha appears. Come on, it's super suspicious.'
'Maybe but it's what Chris said and I think it's unlikely that Hale would kill his own sister,' she said and they both started walking through the woods.
He stopped and waited for her to stop as well before he explained, 'They're savages, okay? They're werewolves not human. They don't do the things the same way and they understand of things and emotions are different. You know how people can get blinded by power and revenge. When you're a werewolf it gets hyphened. Thinks about it.'
Braeden didn't answer and just started to walk again. It was pointless to start a fight with him if he had his mind set. She didn't have to like it but what else was there to do?
She just hoped the patrol would pass in quiet.
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Allison walked around panicked and every now and then she would stop and scream for help but no one answered. She was going to lose her mind for sure. She just took a few deep breaths and started walking around again and repeating the same actions again and again.
'Fuck it!' she shouted feeling a little bit better at least for a second. God, why was this happening to her? Where was everybody? Shouldn't there be a patrol somewhere around? Why no one heard her? What about Scott and Stiles? They must have tried to reach her and her dad? She was supposed to leave with him. How come he wasn't looking for her?
It was getting dark and cold really fast.
She stopped when she heard a noise again right before it's head appeared in the hole again scaring her.
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Scott walked into the hospital. He was always coming here and around. He basically knew every single corner of it. Some people weren't okay with hospitals. Stiles never admit it but he had a little bit of a problem with them. He always got so nervous when he came with him.
'Hey, how's the prettiest nurse in Beacon Hills doing?' he asked as he saw his mom walking toward him from the other direction.
She gave him a wide smile and kissed him on the cheek, 'Just as good as expect. What about my handsome boy?' she asked, 'Got everything prepared for tonight?'
Scott blinked at that confused, 'Tonight?' He tried to think up what she meant by that. He didn't remember having any plans for tonight.
'Victoria called and said you're having a study sleepover at our house later…or not?'
He blinked at that, 'Uh-oh… sorry I must have forgotten. Allison told her?'
'I guess so,' she said slowly watching Scott's reaction, 'You didn't know? I can tell.'
'I just didn't know it was tonight. I must have mixed the days or something. It's fine. I'll check up with Allison and Stiles…just in case,' he said to assure her.
Melissa nodded slowly although it was clear she doubted it now, 'Maybe you should call John to come over or something.'
'Mom, I just forgot. It's not a big deal.'
'If you say so.'
'Yes, don't worry,' he said and gave her the lunch box. After that he walked outside and instantly called Allison until he heard the voice box. He tried and again until he got a text.
Study session later. Sorry, I forgot – Allison
He frowned. He didn't realized it before but there was something off about the fact that she didn't pick up and then just texted back.
No problem. U ok? – Scott
He waited until she texted back.
I'll tell you later tonight – Allison
That didn't clam his nerves. It might have been just a hunch or something he started typing.
Bring my math book. I left it on under your bed on Monday – Scott
He waited his heart speeding up.
Please don't be right. Please don't be right. Please don't-
Ok. I'll bring it with me – Allison
Scott's fingers started trembling as he dialed Stiles his heart in his throat. He felt like he couldn't breathe.
'Miss me already?' asked Stiles on the other end.
'Stiles-I-I-I think the alpha took-Allison.'
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'Okay, we have to tell Chris, right?' asked Stiles just as Scott came through the window, 'I mean we have to call him and tell him that Allison is missing and someone has her phone. He'll know what to do,' said Stiles immediately explaining.
Scott shook his head, 'How would we explain it? That we had a bad feeling and that someone lied about the math book… what if he starts asking question? Jesus Christ, I already want to spill everything out to him.'
Malia stood up, 'Allison's dad is a hunter he can't know about us.'
'Allison-'
'I told you we may be able to find her,' she said, 'Did you bring it?'
Scott nodded and threw a pullover at her. It was the one that Allison had in school the day before. Malia took it and sniffed it deeply.
'Okay, what do we know for sure?' asked Stiles, 'Malia was the last one of us to talk to Allison so we know for sure she was in the woods.'
'We should start there,' agreed Scott trying to get a hold of himself and keeping his mind on the plan.
Stiles stood up as well, 'Let's go find her.'
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Allison ended up on the ground as she slipped on the leaves and dirt. She closed her eyes. She let out a sob. She started crying. Why was this happening to her? It was dark and cold and she alone in the woods and no one was looking for her. Was she going to die? This was California but it was the beginning of February and the temperature could drop really low. She fucking hated it.
She stood up and punched the dirt crying harder. She couldn't stop. She knew it was pointless and useless but fuck she just needed something. Something to hold on to.
She heard the noise again and stopped. She heard it before. Was he really here? Was it just her mind playing tricks on her? Anything was possible and she hated it. She hated everything.
Falling to her knees she tried to think why no one was looking for her.
Burying her fingers into the dirt she thought about what they could be possibly doing that they wouldn't notice her missing for hours.
She sighed and stopped crying before she moved from her knees to sit down properly.
No, they wouldn't leave me here. They are looking for me. I know they are.
She brushed her face and stood up.
It's okay. I just have to figure out a way to stay warm so I wouldn't freeze to death before they came.
She brushed her tears away and started stroking her arms to create some warm.
I need to be awake when they come so I can call them and lead them to me.
She nodded to herself and started jumping as well.
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'Maybe we should split up?' asked Stiles but Malia instantly dismissed the idea, 'No, the alpha might be in the woods. Like you guys said he has to have reason for not wanting Derek here night.'
'You think that reason is to hurt Allison?' asked Scott worried.
Malia put her hand on his shoulder, 'We'll find her, okay?'
'Malia's right, Scott. We will.'
Scott nodded, 'Okay, should we like turn so we're faster?' he asked but Stiles was the one to dismissed this idea, 'No way, hunters are in the woods patrols and everything? You can't have them noticing you.'
'What if they catch us?' asked Scott, 'How will we explain what we're doing here?'
'That's why I brought this,' said Stiles and pulled out a whiskey bottle from his backpack.
'Seriously dude?' asked Scott looking angry.
'It's part of the act, Scott,' said Stiles annoyed a little bit as well, 'Look, we're all worried about Allison not just you but we have to think this through. Besides I rather get busted for teenager drinking by my dad than for looking for a friend who got taken by a supernatural creature'
Scott took a deep breath and nodded, 'I'm sorry and I know. I just can't stand the thought that she would get hurt again.'
All of them started walking. It was dark and cold. Stiles brought Allison's clothes in his backpack just in case. All of them were clearly worried and tense. None of them dared to voice the thought that she might not be in the woods or that she might be hurt or worst. That was not acceptable. They would find her well and alive and everything would be alright.
Malia sniffed the pullover and walked faster taking the lead. Scott knew she was better at long distances. He only wished she was good enough to find her.
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They were silent as they walked. Malia didn't say anything but she was a little bit nervous that she was back in the woods for the first time. It felt strange and different. She didn't say anything but she was worried that she would miss it too much. That she would panic and realize that she didn't like the human world and want to go back into the woods. But she didn't. It might have been the fact that she was not fully focused on finding Allison but the woods didn't feel like home anymore. Not the way they used to.
She caught Allison's scent and turned to the boys, 'This way.'
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Allison sat down into the cold forest ground only to shot back up. It was way too cold. She knew she shouldn't have but she was beginning to feel tired from all the ways she was trying to warm herself. She put her hoodie on ages ago and it brought now real heat what so ever.
She sighed and looked up. It was dark, real night dark and no one has find her yet. Surely the wouldn't leave her. Someone was bound to show up. Someone, anyone really. Because like hell she was dying from hypothermia inside of a stupid hole in the middle of week. Like hell!
She knew someone would come for her. Scott would. He would realize something was wrong when she's not answering her phone because they are in a nonstop contact. Stiles would think up a plan. He was way too smart for his own good so he would surely find out what happened and they would take Malia who grew up in the forest and find her. She just needed to wait.
Scott always finds her. He always did ever since she was that twelve year old girl.
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It was a Monday so of course it sucked but it sucked even more because Mondays were the only days in week when she had none classes with Scott and Stiles. She wasn't even sure how could they fit all the classes she had without them into one day but they managed and it was Monday of all days. They didn't even have free period together. Like how?
It was her second week. Kids at school were already looking at her weirdly because she acted so calmly (at least until it was over) when Scott got an asthma attack. Apart from Scott and Stiles she had no friends or people to talk to. She tried to talk with a few girls in her art class but they immediately showed her they were not interested. She thought it might have been the fact she was spending time with Scott and Stiles. Stiles instantly told her that the popular kids would bail on her the moment she would be recognized as an associate to them but she didn't care. She liked them too much to care. Still it sucked to be alone for a whole day with no one to talk to.
It wasn't until she was in the bathrooms somewhere almost at before the beginning of her last period that she found out what was really the problem.
'Have you seen her?' asked one girl. She didn't know anyone yet so she couldn't tell who it was.
'She's so skinny.'
'The new girl? I know. Ally or something?'
'Who cares but I mean serious. You can't be that skinny and not have an eating disorder like that girl in the movie the other day.'
Allison froze. She was about to leave when she heard them so she stayed inside hiding from them.
'Shut up.'
'No, I mean it. She's so white. I mean her skin. She looks sick if you ask me.'
'Well, come to think of it.'
'Trust me. She's definitely starving herself or something. I don't get why Keith likes her. She literally has nothing to show for.'
'Guys like skinny girls.'
'Yeah, more like anorectic sluts.'
Allison didn't let a single peep as the tears rolled down her face. On second thought ignorance didn't sound so bad right now.
She skipped last period and just went to sit on the bench in front of her school waiting for her dad. She knew anyone from the teachers could see her any moment but she didn't care. She wasn't going back there.
She was sitting there crying carelessly about what people might say if they saw her when she suddenly felt someone put a hand on her shoulders. She turned around only to face a boy with the cutest brown puppy eyes and a soft sad smile on his face.
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Malia stopped suddenly causing both of the boys to nearly walk into her, 'What's wrong?'
She narrowed her eyes. Something felt off. Weird. She took a couple of steps forward.
'Someone's there,' she said nodded at the direction she was looking at.
'Who?'
'I don't know…it's not the alpha though,' she said quietly.
'Maybe we should take another way,' mumbled Scott and Stiles nodded, 'Let's walk around him.'
They nodded. Malia didn't like it. Something didn't feel right all of the sudden. She walked a bit faster. She wanted to find Allison like right now.
'Hey, Malia, wait up,' called Scott and jogged after her, 'You okay?'
'Something's weird,' she said, 'Off.'
Stiles was left a little bit behind as the two started talking. He looked around. It was really dark and cold. A terrible thought about crossed his mind about how cold have to Allison be all alone out here. He didn't dare to think about the alternative.
He noticed something closely behind the tree, 'Hey, guys-I think…'
They continued to talk so he slowly started walking on his own, 'Okay, that's so weird,' he mumbled as nothing was there.
'Stiles!' shouted Scott suddenly. Stiles turned around both Scott and Malia were looking at him with their eyes widened and mouths opened.
He swallowed. He's seen enough horror movies to know that the alpha was right behind him. Before he had time to turn around or run he was grabbed by the backpack and raised into the air.
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As Derek sit in the cell looking at the window he suddenly heard it. A howl.
'Scott,' he whispered standing up. He couldn't just leave or run. Closing his eyes he sat down again and let out an angry noise. He was uselessly sitting here while the alpha could be hurting them or worse.
He brushed his face and started walking around like a nervous wolf locked up inside a cage that he in that very moment was.
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Stiles started panicking as both his friends watched in horror how the alpha was holding him in the air by the back bag. It was really the first thing that came to him mind without over thinking it.
Stiles raised his hands and in a second ended up on the ground while the alpha let out a growl and threw the back bag to the side. He tried to reach for Stiles who was getting over the fact that he once again so the creature face to face when Malia jumped at him and sent him to the ground. It wasn't that she was stronger than him but she caught him by surprised since the only thing on her mind was to protect Stiles.
Scott quickly ran to Stiles and helped him to his feet.
'Okay, Malia will hold him off we have to get Allison.'
Stiles looked at Malia and the alpha who were rolling on the ground before he nodded and they started running.
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Allison was carelessly sitting down freezing. She knew she should stand up and cry for help but she was too tired and cold. She couldn't do it on her own. Not anymore she needed a hero. She hated herself for it but she did. She needed-she needed-
'Allison!'
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Twelve-year-old Allison was looked into Scott's eyes. He was a bit blurry because of the wet tears inside her eyes but she knew it was him. She started to think that his asthma attack might have left an everlasting impression on her because she was sure she would recognize the boy anywhere.
She sobbed. She couldn't really talk straight so she looked away from him. He would surely see now that she was just a stupid cry baby and never speak with her again because he was a boy and she was a girl and that's just the way it goes in a world where you get accused by eleven-year-olds that your anorexic.
She wasn't looking at him but she immediately felt as he sat down next to her. While she was sitting and crying she was holding onto a rod on her back so tightly her fingers were going white. Scott slowly reached for her hand and even slowly made her release the fabric and took his hand instead.
She closed her eyes. After a while which for Allison seemed really long one she finally managed to calm down enough to tell him what happened.
'They said I'm starving myself. Who says that?' she asked brushing away some tears that were still coming from her eyes.
Scott looked at her for a moment before he chuckled.
Allison shot him an accusing look but he immediately explained himself, 'They hate you because you're the pretty new girl that caught the attention of the boys.'
'Bull.'
'No, it's true. I heard guys talking about you in the lockers' room.'
'Great,' she frowned, 'Well, I didn't ask for it. I didn't ask for whatever they think I have because I'm not pretty or whatever,' she said and narrowed her eyes at the ground tears still falling down like hoping she was channeling enough bad aura at the stupid ground like it was her fault.
Scott smiled at that and raised his brows, 'Don't be ridiculous. You're pretty Allison and they're just being mean and you shouldn't cry because of them. Me and Stiles don't cry… at least not in public,' he added jokingly and she giggled.
She didn't know what was it about Scott but she felt really comfortable with him so before she knew it she pressed her head against his shoulder, 'I just wish people would see me as me not as a pretty girl.'
'Well, honestly, I don't think that's possible, Ally.'
She sighed.
'I think you're just as pretty on the inside as you are on the outside.'
She blinked and raised her head to look at him.
He was smiling at her so purely and nicely it warmed her heart. It didn't magically break the curse of feeling alone but at least she found a nice medicine to help her from time to time with it. A nice doze of Scott McCall.
She put her head on his shoulder again and closed her eyes, 'Won't you get in trouble for leaving class.'
'Yeah but you're my friend so it's okay.'
She smiled at that.
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It was okay if she needed a hero to come and safe her from time to time if that hero was Scott McCall.
'Scott! I'm here.'
Before she knew it Scott and Stiles's heads came into view.
'Oh my God! Allison!' called Stiles and both her and Scott reached their hands to pull her up. In a matter of moment she was out of the stupid hole trembling like a leave from cold. Scott didn't waste time and put his hoodie and jacket off and around her zipping her inside.
'Hey, it's okay. We found you we got you!' assured her Stiles with his warm hands on her cheeks. She wanted to suck the warm out of him in that moment cause it felt too good.
She didn't get a chance to say anything which would be pointless anyway with the way she couldn't hold back the shiver when she saw Malia hitting a tree breaking it half and ending up on ground.
All three looked at the body of motionless were-coyote on the ground. Scott looked at the beast that threw her against it in the first place and let out an angry growl. It was different however. It was angry sure but it was also very cold almost like Allison's skin in that moment.
He didn't look at either of his friends when he spoke with his mouth full of fangs making him sound weird, 'Stiles, get Allison to the car, now.'
He sounded like he was barely holding herself.
'Mali-'
'I'll come with her. You two get out of here,' he said and stood up. It was the middle of the night and Allison felt like they were on the northern pole but Scott stood up with only his t-shirt on him and growled at the Alpha.
He ran right into him and was instantly struck down by one of the alpha's large hands. Allison let out a startled noise as she watched the scene feeling Scott's pain from the crash.
She didn't move but Stiles brought her to her knees while Scott was slowly getting back to himself from hitting his head so hard. Malia still wasn't moving.
'Okay, uh, I'll distract him and you will run and scream and hopefully one of the hunters will hear you, okay?' he whispered taking a branch with him as he rose.
Allison's eyes widened, 'N-No way, S-Stiles, I'm not leaving you with that-tha…'
'This is not negotiable, Allison. Go!' he said and stepped away from her holding the branch in front of him feeling terrified yet ready to try and hold him off.
Allison watched as the alpha slowly walked toward them. He was huge. She knew how he looked like from all three of her friends yet seeing him in real life was just fucking terrifying she felt like fainting.
Stiles pushed her a bit which caused her to fall backwards just as the alpha jumped closer to them. Alpha's move however surprised Stiles and he hit him with the branch he was holding shocking both.
Stiles opened his mouth and looked at the branch like it was from another planet, 'Did I seriously just did that?' he asked himself more than anyone else.
'Stiles! Look out!' shouted Allison.
He looked up just as the alpha got over the surprised hit and raised his large paw at him ready to rip him in half.
Allison managed to get ahold of a rock and threw it at the beast. Alpha noticed it and easily blocked it growling at the girl.
She stood up, 'Come on you don't want them. You want an Argent! Well here I am!'
'Allison, what are you doing?' asked Stiles trying to get away from the thing only to get hit as the alpha jumped to get to her.
Allison got to her feet and started running. She wasn't sure she even had a chance but she had to try. She was lucky as he was chasing her he accidentally slipped which brought her some time.
After a while realized she he wasn't chasing her or was just too far so she stopped. She was breathing so hard she was sure he could hear her just by that. Licking her lips she looked around. She just got out of a stupid hole. Her friends came for her and fought an alpha. She was not dying out here without at least trying to fight him.
She swallowed hard trying to calm her breathing. She was definitely not cold anymore. The adrenaline was kicking as high as possible. She looked around and noticed a large rock on the ground definitely larger than the one she used before.
She got it.
She put of Scott's jacket and red hoodie and packed the rocked into the hoodie. It was super heavy but that was good cause if it was heavy she might have a shot. She was not dying here tonight without at least trying to get that bastard. He got her into a hole where he tormented her for hours. She was not letting him get away with it without a payback.
Closing her eyes real hard she hid behind the tree. She knew he would find her sooner or later. Her heart was beating so wild it must have been luring him right to her.
She opened her eyes the moment she heard the small branches on the ground break. She knew it was him because of how loud his own breathing was with that mouth of his open wide. She heard him stop.
She didn't look but she could tell he must have stood up on two legs. She listened very carefully. He must have been doing it to scare her, the slow steps were the make her even more afraid as she would wait for her end. She was sure of it. Well, she had a surprised for him because even if she was going to die tonight she was going to put on a hell of a fight for it.
The moment the alpha was right behind the tree and moved to bit her he got hit over the face with something red, very hard and sent to the ground.
Allison couldn't believe it worked. She ran out from behind the tree to look at the alpha lying on the ground. He wasn't moving. She looked around. How the hell ware there still no hunters around with all the noise?!
She licked her lips and slowly started the walk keeping her eyes on the large thing for any sort of movements.
Just she passed it she let her back to him but walked slowly so she would hear if it moves against the leaves. She couldn't walk backwards so she had to leave her back open to him which made her for some reason angry.
She just walked when she heard a leave move and she closed her eyes for a second before she came running to the direction where she left her friends. She was sprinting as fast as she could and she was a really good runner. She was however still no match for the alpha when he jumped above her and landed in front of her. With almost no time to stop she nearly hit him but ended up on the ground in front of him instead. If he was pissed than he was furious now with the way he was looking at her and the sounds that were coming from his mouth. A mouth that Allison just now realized how gigantic was. She had a habit of pissing of werewolves apparently.
The alpha growled at her face so close she felt his saliva on her cheeks which in the moment she didn't even have time to think about how gross it was.
Just as the alpha was really to jump at her or attack her Scott came out of nowhere and got in front of her raising his arm like a warning. He put his body between the alpha and Allison and she had a feeling it was animal way of saying stay away from my friend.
She couldn't see his face since he was showing his back to her but she saw his claws. Her arms came around his chest when she for a moment thought he was going to attack the alpha.
'No, Scott, don't,' she didn't want him to get hurt. His face briefly looked back at her. She only for a moment saw his yellow eyes but she could tell he knew her. On some level he knew who she was to him. He knew she was important to him. He knew she was well… one of his own. And that made him want to protect her even against his alpha who looked ready to tear them both apart for Scott's insult.
Before either of the three could move to chance the situation there was a broken branch and someone fired a shot.
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Stiles slowly woke up. His head was pouting. The alpha sent him flying to the ground when he jumped to get to-
'Allison!' he looked around but he couldn't see her. She must have started running. He slowly got up feeling like his head was spinning and pouting really bad. He looked around some more. Scott was gone as well. He must have gone after the alpha once he got a hold of himself.
Stiles looked to the broke tree.
'M-Malia!' he ran toward the body on the ground.
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In total three shots were fired before the alpha ran away bleeding. The woman who shot him ran to the two, 'Are you okay? Allison, are you hurt?' she asked immediately.
Scott was still all wolf but he recognized the woman as the one in Derek's house. He was familiar with her heartbeat now.
Allison nodded and looked at Scott. She was still holding her arms around him and he was still in high alert looking at the woman with a gun. He hadn't turned back.
'Hey, Scott,' he heard Allison mumbled from behind, 'It's okay. You saved me. We're okay now,' she said softly her voice causing something to move inside him. He blinked several times and by the way his ear changed back she knew he was himself again.
She let out a revealed sigh and looked at Braeden, 'Thank you.'
The woman nodded, 'Are you hurt?' she now asked Scott who shook his head, 'Just a little bit of blood but it will heal. We need to go see Stiles and Malia when I didn't see you I rushed after you but I have no idea if they're okay,' he said realizing that he left them there and instantly started rushing back to them. Just then Scott realized that the woman was the same one who he met in the woods when he was looking for coyote Malia.
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Stiles turned Malia around with her eyes closed and blood all over her clothes she looked dead. Really dead.
He felt like he couldn't breathe like everything in the world stopped. Like the whole world had gone to hell as he looked at Malia's empty face and closed eyes. She wasn't moving. She wasn't even breathing. Her leg was twisted all wrong and the sight itself almost made Stiles want to puke or faint but he just couldn't look away because she was really dead. If she was gone for real now that would be-it-it would but be just too much for him to process…If she was really gone he would lose it. He would lose his mind.
Then like a small sun ray that manages to find its way out of the dark clouds she stirred just a little bit just enough to make him know that she was alive.
'Holy shit, Malia, are you okay? Please, please, look at me,' he begged desperately and put his hands on her cheeks.
She let out a soft sigh which was almost ironic with the way she was hurt and how she should be crying out in agony, 'You're hands feel nice.'
He blinked and stoked her a bit, 'Malia, you'll be okay, right? Tell me that you'll be okay, now… please,' he demanded. Her eyes were still closed but her lips curved into a smile and she opened her mouth to grin, 'I'll be okay.'
He started crying but he chuckled anyway. It wasn't a happy chuckle though.
'Tell me, what to do, hm?'
'Can you reset my leg?' she asked softly her eyes still closed.
He looked at that damn leg again and licked his lips. He wasn't sure he could do it right but he couldn't just leave it like that. Just like with Scott's key bone they needed to put the bones back in place so they could heal properly. He really wished Derek was here right now as he remembered how he fixed Scott up every time he beat the shit out of him.
Stiles looked at Malia for a second before out of the blue he kissed her cheek. He surprised himself more than her since she was kind of not really realizing what was happening. The pain and loss of blood made her numb. It was cold against his lips but he had no time to think or freak out about that. He moved to her leg and carefully touched the spot. It even felt disgusting. He took a deep breath.
'Malia, stay with me, okay?' he asked right before he was about to twist it back when he stopped again, 'And don't kill me afterwards.'
'Stiles just-'
There was a loud crack followed by a scream that even the trio who were rushing toward them heard.
Malia started panting as she now felt exactly how her whole body hurt.
'Malia? Hey, Malia, look at me. You're going to be fine, alright?' asked Stiles as he moved back to her face touching her once more to show her that he was there.
She nodded her eyes slowly opening. They were blue. They were electric blue. They locked with Stiles's whisky brown and they kept like that as she breath hard and heavy while she was healing.
'Stiles! Malia!' shouted Scott as they finally reached them. He and Allison went instantly to the were-coyote's side while Braeden stood a little further watching the teens.
None of them really noticed because they were too preoccupied with Malia that Braeden looked like she had seen a ghost. In her opinion she might as well have. She was looking for a coyote instead she found a girl and girl that looked just like the woman who she had been hunting for.
'Are you okay?' asked Allison immediately taking her hand while Scott put his hand on her shoulder. Malia let out a soft noise. Lying on the cold and wet grass and leaves she remembered a moment in her coyote life after she met Stiles and Scott again. The alpha wanted her to be a part of his pack just like he wanted Scott. She didn't want that. She remembered the feeling of fear and how much she didn't want it. She remembered she thought about being a part of Scott, Stiles and Allison's pack. Lying then and there with all her friends around her. She was a part of one.
'Okay, let's take her to the car,' suggested Allison who was too worried right now to even be cold.
Scott looked at Stiles who nodded. They both moved their hands under Malia who let out a pained noise but tried to hold back as much as she could. Scott put her into his arms and carried her.
Stiles and Allison walked closely behind.
'Who's the scary lady with the gun?'
'I think it's Derek's Braeden,' she said back both of them keeping their eyes on Scott and Malia.
Scott pulled her closer to himself, 'You'll be okay, Malia. I promise. You're okay now.'
She nodded a little bit against his chest and tried to focus on not showing how much it hurt.
Braeden walked closely behind them looking at Malia although she was trying desperately not to look. She pulled her shotgun closer to her as if it was the only thing that was keeping her together. She was looking for a coyote. She found a girl. She's seen some pretty messed up stuff since she found out about the supernatural world and she knew what she was getting into but to actually see Malia here and alive and human.
She could hear Allison and Stiles whispering about her but she didn't look at them and kept on scanning the area.
Scott suddenly stopped.
'What's wrong?' asked Stiles as he put down his jacket and hand it to Allison who accepted it as they walked closer to him.
'Put me down,' mumbled Malia as she and Scott looked somewhere into the dark. Stiles and Allison looked as well, 'What do you see?'
Braeden took her position in front of them as Scott had to help Malia to even stand and the others were human.
Scott swallowed as Malia spoke, 'There's someone on the tree.'
'Someone?' asked Stiles trying to see anything in the dark.
'He's dead.'
Scott nodded at Stiles and he went to take his spot and help Malia up, 'I got you,' he told her and she looked at him and nodded before she looked at the man on the tree again.
Scott looked at Braeden and in a momentary understanding they started slowly walking toward the tree. As they got closed the smell of blood and tore up flesh fully hit Scott's senses and the sight of the body on the tree hit his heart. It was ripped in pieces hanging on several branches that were going through him. It was really a terrifying image.
Allison let out a startled noise and Scott turned around realizing she was following him and Braeden.
He walked to her and put his hands on her shoulder as she was covering her mouth, 'Allison, don't look, turn around.' It was useless she couldn't turn around and she couldn't look away. It was breathing in the way it was disgusting and terrifying.
Blood
Body parts
Opened eyes
Blood
Body parts
Opened eyes
Bloo-
'Allison!' called Scott finally catching her attention. Her eyes were wider than a deer caught in light. She didn't think she could ever unseen it.
'Jesus fuck!' let out Stiles as he and Malia slowly got to the spot.
The blood was still dripping down from the body. Malia swallowed hard at the sight.
'Fuck, just, fuck,' repeated Stiles. Malia didn't even try to make him stop swear. It was by far the last thing on her mind right now.
Stiles closed his eyes taking a few deep breaths, 'Guys, that's Mr. Mathews.'
They looked at him and then at the body again. None of them realized before but Stiles was right it was their missing guidance counselor.
'You sure?' asked Braeden having a hard time seeing his face underneath the bruises and blood but Stiles nodded determinate, 'Yeah, it's him.'
'Okay, why would he kill him? Is it like for us? Because we got away or?' asked Scott shaking his head.
Allison pulled the jacket tighter around her as she suddenly felt the cold returning, 'No, he left me in the whole. He came to scare me and then left. I think this is why he left.'
'Wait so he kept him alive somewhere only to do this to him and lay him out for the show?' asked Stiles. Before the thought ran through everyone's head Braeden pulled out her phone.
'Look we need to get you guys out of here cause I need to call this in. I already ditched my partner for that and it will look serious bad,' she admitted and looked at the teens, 'I trust you can get out of the woods to your car without being caught by the others.'
Scott nodded, 'She's right,' he said and spared one last look at the body, 'Let's get out of here.'
They left Braeden staring at the body on the tree but wondering about how much Malia Tate looked nothing thank God like her mother.
DDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDD
Scott and Allison helped still hurt Malia into the passengers' seat while Stiles put the heat as high as possible. Scott brought a blanket from the back and put it around Allison before they came into the back, 'So he has my phone? I have to deactivate it like as soon as possible.'
'Maybe not,' said Stiles who started the car but then went to divide his focus between the road and Malia who sit in silence with her eyes closed.
'What do you mean? Well, if he still keeps the phone we can find him.'
'Find him? For real?' asked Scott, 'Dude, he almost killed us. All of us. Just look at what he did to Malia and the shrink?'
'Okay, look, what I'm saying is we tell the hunter lady and Grumpy wolf and we get them to deal with him?'
'How? Derek said himself that he's not strong enough either,' complained Scott. Allison was finally able to let out a revealed sigh. Even if she would have been happier talking about anything else just hearing Scott and Stiles talk brought some kind of normality back to her and some peace.
Stiles looked at the road, 'We'll figure something out. Anything.'
Malia turned around and very slowly looked at him, 'Yeah, we will.'
Stiles sighed for a moment and reached for her hand. He couldn't keep on looking at her when he was driving but he could hold her cold but familiar hand and know she's there and she's alive.
Either way when Allison pressed her head against Scott's shoulder she knew one thing too. He really was her hero but not just him. They all were each other's heroes tonight. They saved each other. All of them.
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At least one thing was fortunate the alpha gave them a great excuse why they were all crashing at Scott's. None of them felt like being alone tonight. Scott and Stiles got Malia on the bed as she was partly already asleep.
As Stiles put a blanket on her she put her hand on his chest, 'Hm?'
She grinned just a little bit, 'You did my leg right.'
'Yeah?' he asked with just a tiny smile on his face as well.
She nodded and closed her eyes. They all watched her for a few moments before he stood up brushing his face and they all walked out of the room to talk about what to do.
'I'll make some chocolate, okay?' asked Stiles his hands trembling a bit as he just now when they were inside and safe realized what they had really went though.
'I love chocolate,' said Allison almost seriously and both boys chuckled for a moment as if it was just like any other night.
They watched Stiles walked downstairs.
Allison put off his jacket, 'I could really use a shower.'
Scott looked her up and down, 'Yeah.'
She went to punch him into the arm on reflex but he stopped her hand before she even had a chance to touch him.
They both blinked surprised at this and looked at each other as Scott held her fist in his hand. He let her go and she moved it away, 'I so weak compare to you.'
He raised his brows, 'You got an alpha to the ground with a rock. How is that weak?'
She shook her head but smiled at him, 'Can I take the shower first?'
Scott watched her for a moment he knew that the conversation was destined to happen but apparently it had to wait a little way.
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Scott walked into his room without a single loud step and brought out his old hoodie and pants that would most likely fit Allison. He managed to do it without waking Malia up but he had a feeling that even if he dropped something she wouldn't. She was seriously worn out.
He walked into his mom room. He would have to make sure everything was in the way he left it but for now he didn't care. It was a moment before he heard the water finally started to hit the bathtub.
Allison let the hot water fall down on her for several moments before she actually started to wash her hair or even move. She had it in front of her eyes over and over again that-that thing. It was so huge and so terrifying. She started to breath hard.
Those eyes…
Those fangs…
The cold ground underneath her…
How he leaned closer to her…
'Allison?' she heard Scott knock on the door, 'Are you okay?' he asked and just like that she could breathe again. She wasn't in the woods anymore. No she was here alive and safe and okay. That was good. She was here and she was okay. Scott saved her.
She felt like laughing at the irony. Scott who nearly killed her a few weeks ago saved her.
'Yeah, I'm good,' she called back and took his mom shampoo which he brought to her.
When she walked into the room she immediately hugged him. She felt as if she could only feel safe inside his arms right now. She hated herself right now. She really did because she acted like a little girl twice already in an attack. Her dad thought her self-defense and yet she barely managed to stand up against that thing. She was wearing his comfy a little bit too big clothes but she didn't might as long as she got to feel him hugging her.
'You were brave to pull that off,' he mumbled Scott against her neck.
She shook her head chuckling but without humor in it, 'I was lucky you were there and you saved me.'
'I think you had a fair shot,' he said to lighten up the mood, 'You're amazing.'
She shook her head, 'No, I'm not.'
He leaned away and brushed away the hair from her face, 'You are. You're incredible. You could have run but you stopped to fight. That's not something you should take lightly. I don't,' he said. The look in his eyes was something she had never seen before or maybe just never noticed before. It was something like adoration and astonishment. It was a look she imagined he would give something unique he would have been looking at for the first time in his life. The look should have made her nervous and maybe if she didn't spent half of a day or night inside of a hole in the cold woods she would but right now she wasn't nervous. No good nervous or bad nervous. She just wasn't. She watched his face for a few moments just like he watched hers. He must have realized what he was doing because he chuckled awkwardly and stepped a bit away.
Allison didn't stop looking at him though because all of the sudden he looked nothing like the Scott McCall she knew.
'By the way, Malia punched Stiles for swearing.'
Allison watched him for a moment before she realized he was serious and barked out a laugh before she started fully laughed and he soon joined her.
'Like what did he say?'
'I think it was shit,' he laughed.
'But he says it all the time.'
Scott nodded and they both laughed again. It might not have been that funny any other time but right now it was just way to desperate situation and it felt like the funniest thing in the world.
After they calmed down Scott heard Stiles talk to him from the kitchen about that their chocolate was ready. He took Allison's hand and led her downstairs.
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Chris Argent looked at the body as two hunters were slowly pulling it down from the tree. It was way too damaged to let John find it. It didn't look like an animal attack but more like an abattoir, 'We need to call someone from the city to come and make an examination.'
'Wait, we're not leaving it for the sheriff?' asked Braeden confused.
'I won't risk it. He did a number on him. Maybe if he didn't put him on the tree but like this? No way.'
She nodded. She did her best to focus on the problem at hands. It was easier to forget about the fact that Malia was found. 'Okay, so where should we take him?'
'We owe an abandon warehouse in the industrial part. Take him there and make sure no one sees you.'
Braeden nodded and looked as two hunters put the body into the black bag. Coming after the Argents seemed personal. The alpha had to know it was Kate Argent who burnt down the house why doing against this guy?
'Why this guy?' she asked, 'Dozens of people walk around the woods. Weirdoes who want to see the other half of the body,' she shrugged, 'Why this guy?'
Chris watched the body as well for several moments before he sighed, 'I honestly have no idea.'
Braeden wasn't sure if she believed him but literally had no other choice. At least for now.
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Allison woke up early. She didn't think she would be able to fall asleep but after the chocolate and with Malia softly breathing next to her it was surprisingly easy. She woke first and looked around. Malia was lying next to her under the blankets. She noticed that the were-coyote was often cold after the night in the woods or half of the night Allison completely understood her.
She looked over to Stiles who was curled up inside Scott's old sleeping bag chewing on the fabric. It made her smile a little bit.
From Stiles she moved to Scott who was dozing off on his chair. He looked so peaceful even after what they went through he looked still like the goofy kid who skipped class just to comfort her.
He sighed a little bit and opened his eyes. His gaze immediately met with hers and he smiled.
'Stalker much?'
She chuckled but tried to keep it down.
'I just think you look really cute when you sleep.'
He shook his head and looked at Stiles on the ground before he smirked.
When he looked back up however he looked serious, 'Last night really happened?'
She nodded, 'Yeah, but it feels like a nightmare and not an actual well reality.'
He closed his eyes for a second and pressed his head against the back of his chair, 'I don't want to go to school today.'
She shook her head, 'I don't want to either.'
'Maybe we could skip?'
'Maybe my parents could kill me?'
He sighed and stood up, 'Okay we're not skipping.'
She nodded and sat up hoping she didn't wake Malia up but the girl barely moved inside her comfy and warm blanket cocoon.
'You know you fought it tonight.'
It took Scott a moment to realize she meant the alpha, 'Yeah, we all did.'
She shook her head with a smile and hugged her knees pressing her head against them, 'No, Scott, I mean-yeah but you-you managed to fight it. It must have been hard when he told you not to.'
Scott watched her for a moment before he shook his head, 'It really wasn't. Maybe it's because you were the only thing on my mind the whole time or because he just didn't have time to control me but I-the only thing I could think about was to protect you. That's the only thing that matters, Allison.'
As she was watching him she had a feeling like the room got warmer. It was either that or her cheeks started burning but she felt really hot in that moment.
She let out a nervous giggle and brushed her hair a little bit. She wasn't even sure why she was so nervous in the first place anyway. Something was going on with her and she wasn't sure if it was good or bad yet.
'No, coach, men's circumcision is a great topic,' said Stiles from his sleep suddenly. Both Allison and Scott looked at him for a second before they looked at each other and burst out of laugher waking the other to.
'Jesus, what? What?!' demanded Stiles as he looked around still confused from sleep.
'Au,' mumbled Malia slowly opening her eyes. Stiles immediately got out of the sleeping bag slipping on it and nearly falling to the ground as all three of them appeared by Malia's side.
She blinked, 'Are you guys okay?' was the first thing she asked looking around at them. Allison brushed her hair a bit, 'Malia that's so not the first thing you ask after you're the one who got beat up the most.'
The girl on the bed giggled a little bit, 'I'm glad we found you.'
Allison nodded and moved down hugging her a little bit while Scott and Stiles share a quick soft smile.
'You guys should get ready for school? Did anyone called about the body?'
Stiles checked his phone and shook his head, 'No missed calls.'
'You guys?'
Scott shook his head while Allison sighed, 'The alpha still has my phone.'
'Okay, you need to get the phone cart disabled like right now,' said Stiles and she nodded. She would get on to it as soon as she would get dressed.
'Mom's gonna be pissed. They brought me that phone on Christmas,' she complained annoyed.
'How do you feel?' asked Scott Malia and took her hand.
'Better but I'm still tired,' she said and slowly sat up.
'What's for breakfast?' asked looking around her friends. They chuckled and before she had time to realize what they were doing they all hugged her.
She giggled a little bit underneath all the bodies and limps. She was really had a pack now. A good one too.
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Chris looked at the body on the dirty table in the warehouse, 'I called a guy. He's coming over in a few hours until then. There's a freezer in the back.'
'You have a freezer in here?' Braeden couldn't help but asked.
Richard chuckled, 'Yeah, little girl, we play rough.'
She shot him a look but before she could say something they heard a phone ringing.
'What?' started Richard, 'Is the boyfriend calling you?'
Braeden narrowed her eyes at him, 'That's not me.'
He checked his own phone, 'Me either.'
Chris frowned and looked behind them at the table. The sound was coming from the body.
'Is it his phone?' asked Braeden and immediately went to search his pocket and then shoes.
'No, it's inside him,' said Chris looking at the largest open wound in the stomach. They shared a quick look before Chris put on rubber gloves and reached inside the dead man's stomach.
DDDDDDDDDD
Scott mentally cursed and got Allison and Stiles's attention, 'Hey, Mr. Argent. Is everything okay?'
'Scott, is Allison in school with you?'
He tried to give her the phone but she shook her head. She didn't want to deal with her dad and lie to him so Scott replied, 'Yeah, she's here. She just went to the bathroom. Why?'
'When did you meet up?'
'Uh, Mr. Argent we had a study sleepover, didn't Mrs. Argent tell you?'
'Okay, does she know she lost her phone?'
Scott looked at then Allison, 'She lost her phone?'
Allison blinked before she pointed at him, 'Oh, Allison said she must have left it in my place.'
'Well, someone found the phone and brought it to me. I just wanted to make sure she knew she lost it and if she was okay.'
She signed visibly and reached for the phone.
'Oh, she's just coming from the bathroom,' he said and gave her his phone, 'He found your phone.'
'Hey, dad? You found my phone?' Scott turned to Stiles as Allison continued to talk to her dad, 'So the alpha used it and threw it away?'
Stiles shrugged, 'Probably, he just didn't need it anymore.'
'I don't like it,' said Scott shaking his head. He hated that they were in the dark with the alpha.
'McCall!' shouted suddenly coach and walked toward them, 'What the hell you think you're doing skipping practices.'
'Uh,' he mumbled.
I had to find a way to control my anger issues along with saving my best friend. Just didn't seem like the best excuse.
'I had a lot of things…school things… like subject things and studying and-,' he started talking when suddenly coach laughed, 'It wasn't a happy laugh. Look, McCall. I don't care if you had to save the universe you ever miss practice again I will kill you. Also I hope you're at the top of your game on Friday.'
Scott looked at him confused and for a second looked at Stiles who looked just as surprised. He immediately started looking through the calendar on his phone. His eyes widened as he noticed the memo about a game. He showed his phone to Allison who made a grimace and they looked at Scott.
'Of course, coach.'
'If you let me down, McCall. I will knock you down so hard. You will never get up,' he told him while his hand was on his shoulder.
Scott watched as coach walked away before he looked at his two best friends, 'Kill me now I completely forgot.'
'Well, that's magical really. Friday night's game while the alpha is still out in the open doing God knows what and Derek is in prison,' said Stiles.
Scott looked behind them as Jackson and his friends and Lydia were walking to the cafeteria. Jackson was smirking when he noticed Scott and deeply frowned at him.
'He already hates me if I don't come he'll have a field day,' sighed Scott, 'If I do come and I turn in front of all those people-'
'You won't,' said Allison putting her hands on her arm.
'Plus, you have to shove their smug smiles out of their faces,' said Stiles as he looked at them. Jackson said something and the others laugh while Lydia waved at them a little bit.
Stiles eyes widened, 'Did Lydia just fucking waved at us?'
Allison rolled her eyes, 'Act a little less like it's a miracle, please.'
'Jealous much?' teased Stiles and she chuckled, 'Nah, I know she could never take my place. She doesn't have 280 hours of watching Star Trek episodes with you.'
'True, things like that are hard to compete,' admitted Stiles and Allison giggled.
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Malia stayed in bed for another few hours until she got bored and got up. She walked into Stiles bathroom and checked herself in the mirror. Her wounds were healing very slowly but it didn't hurt as much as it had in the woods.
She couldn't help but feel warm inside when they were all around here checking if she was safe. She liked that feeling a lot of being warm and having someone to care for her like that.
She took the breakfast plates that the others and she left upstairs to the kitchen. The kitchen was a mess as well which was Stiles's fault.
She wasn't as familiar with Scott's house as she was with Stiles but she knew her way around. She carefully did the dishes and tried to put them on places she thought they could fit. As a little girl she loved doing all the house works. They always made her feel like a grownup. Also it wasn't like she had anything better to do.
After that she cleaned up the living room a little bit and Scott's mom bathroom. She managed to do it without waking Scott's mom who was like dead sleeping in her room.
She couldn't help herself and stopped momentarily to look at the woman. Scott's mom was very pretty. She didn't remember her at all from when they were kids but she tried not to dwell on it too much.
Malia left the room and went to Scott's room. In Stiles room she had books to read or his old exercise books but she couldn't see anything like that in Scott's. She sat for a little bit until she got even more bored and started digging around.
She found a photo album and smiled when she found herself in a kindergarten photo. She checked all the photos and noticed that ever since like fifth grade Allison started showing up. She was just as pretty as she was now and always next to Scott and Stiles. For a second Malia wondered if she would be standing next to them if she hadn't got turned into a coyote and felt sad about it but she chased it away and set the album aside. Despite that Stiles said that anything his was hers she would like to have a few things of her own.
After last night she was positive she was ready to go check up her old house. She knew it was empty but she remembered that as a coyote she wouldn't be able to get in so maybe there would be some stuff left.
As opened another drawer and found a few postcards and birthday card put together.
Malia took them out.
Happy Birthday, Son
Merry Christmas, Scott
And more.
However, there was always some money attached to them yet left untouched. She noticed that Scott never talked about his dad and from the scents in the house she could tell no one besides Scott and his mom lived her. She remembered Cassie Mallson's parents were divorced so she understood when kids lived with one parent and then with another afterwards but this was different…sadder.
Malia let out a sad noise when she noticed something. On one of the cards was August the 5th on another September the 20th. It made her feel very sorry for Scott. She hurt for him.
She closed them and carefully tucked them into the drawer she dug them up from. She stopped snooping and went to lie down in bed.
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Chris came to John's office. He just wanted to see what he had. He was completely out of it because of the phone. Was it a threat? A direct signal that meant he was watching Allison? He didn't know and he surely didn't want to find out. He knew the danger of the job for him. He grew up with the knowledge he was used to it but when Allison came along everything in his life chanced. When Victoria was pregnant he used to stay awake at night and look at the celling wondering what kind of life he would be giving her. A life of fear? A life of duty above everything? As a child it was all about impressing his father. He and Kate grew up like that. He managed to grow out of it later but Kate never seemed to understand that some things were beyond what their father wanted from them. Life was more than being perfect little soldiers.
They moved a lot. At first they didn't tell Allison in a mutual agreement. She was way too young and she could have said something in her child babble's about their secrets. Later however, he realized he didn't have the heart anymore. She was growing as a healthy and happy child free from the obligation that in the end ruined his sister.
When she started asking questions he understood that the truth was that he didn't want to tell her. He wanted her to have a normal life. To live like any other girl would live. A large part of the decision was because of what Kate did. It just didn't feel right to throw Allison into their world. As much as she made him proved with gymnastic or archery he simply left it as hobbies and never told her why they were really training her for.
He remembered when they finally settled in Beacon Hills. It was the second day of school since on the first there was the whole Scott's asthma incident. She was so thrilled and couldn't stop talking about how much they boys were great. He admitted he wasn't feeling too comfortable with Scott and Stiles being her only friends when he met them however he realized that the friendship that they immediately started was different. There was something significant and a little bit pure about it. They cared for each other very deeply and although he from time to time thought that someone might have crush it was still kind of childish. He honest hoped it would stay that way. Still he knew neither of the boys would hurt Allison in anyway and what more could he really ask?
'Hey, John, brought you coffee but I guys I was already beat to it,' he said and smiled as Melissa McCall was sitting in the office with a mug from the precinct.
'Hey, Chris,' she said with a smile and he winked, 'You're late.'
'Yeah, obviously,' he said down, 'What are we talking about?'
'Animal attacks,' said Melissa answer and John shot her a look. She at least pretended to look sorry for second before she chuckled into the mug in her hands.
Chris gave John a look of betrayal, 'Okay, how is it fair that you tell her things that you don't tell me? That's not friendship. Where's the equality?'
'Hey female and minority here?'
'Well I can say I'm feminine too if it will give me more privileges,' he said immediately and looked at John, 'Would it?'
'I think you two sometimes forget that we're the parents here.'
'Oh,' started Melissa, 'Right we are that's why my kid makes me lunches.'
'I didn't even call Allison last night during a sleepover,' he made a grimace.
'And I'm pretty sure that Stiles's makes you eat more healthy food than you ever made him.'
Chris nodded at her and then looked at John, 'I'm really not sure we're the parents.'
'Maybe we're just bad parents,' continued Melissa.
'Ever left a kid in the supermarket?' asked Chris and she shook her head with a chuckle, 'I think we're still good, John?'
'Are you two done?'
'Yes, dad.'
'Yes, daddy.'
'Okay, John's right, back to grownup's world. What animal attacks?' asked Chris. It felt nice to goof around with Melissa and John. Just like their kids they clicked and it felt good to hang out with other parents.
'Apparently Derek didn't kill his sister,' said Melissa and John shot her another look, 'Okay, I'm shutting up-but one more thing. John is happy because he likes Derek.'
'Thanks Melissa,' John rolled his eyes and she shrugged her shoulders, 'It's true. You do. I can tell but continue.'
'Thanks,' he said sarcastically and looked at Chris, 'The coroner's results came from the other half of the body. The wounds were in fact bite marks, animal bite marks. Derek is not an animal so Derek isn't the killer. In fact it's possible we have a wild animal running around and not a psycho.'
Chris felt like rolling his eyes when he said Derek isn't an animal but he held himself, 'Okay, I can let the guys know and we can start checking out the woods.'
Since they become such friends Chris had to explain the arsenal he kept in the garage. The easier solution was to say that sell it to hunters, animal hunters. He didn't exactly say it as much as John assumed it and it better than the alternative.
'That would be great. We're also putting a curfew just in case and people aren't allowed into the woods day or night.'
Chris nodded, 'Seems reasonable until we find the animal… any hints?'
John brushed his face, 'Well, to be completely honest it's weird but it could be a wolf.'
'In California?'
'Looks like it.'
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'I can't believe you forgot about a game on Friday,' said Stiles annoyed.
'Well, it's not like you remembered and I had a lot on my mind.'
'Well, I don't play!' said Stiles as he and Scott started gathering their things because Allison forced them to. The girls were sitting on Scott's bed watching them. They came a little while ago and since Scott's mom was supposed to bring dinner they just hung out in Scott's room. Malia didn't mention the post cards but she thought about asking Stiles about other's birthdays. It still made her sad.
'Game?'
'Lacrosse,' explained Allison, 'These two completely forgot that they have a game and now they're screwed because neither of them has been to practice in a while.'
'Okay, BS, Allison because we both know that Scott is now a king of lacrosse,' said Stiles, 'He just has to come to practice so the others aren't so pissed at him that he plays the first line without even coming there.'
'Yeah, great, are you both forgetting that if I turned on the field it can end up badly…really badly,' said Scott and sighed.
Allison put her hand around Malia, 'M will be there, right?'
Malia looked at her and grinned, 'I can totally take you down.'
Stiles laughed and punched his friend in the arm, 'Yeah, Scotty, she can totally take you down.'
Scott shot him a look but couldn't stay pissed for long so he chuckled. As he reached for his backpack a few of his books fell out along with his latest chemistry test. Allison's eye widened. Scott noticed it as well and he tried to take the paper before her but she instantly grabbed it.
'You go a D minus? What the hell Scott?'
He closed his eyes and sighed, 'Look, I've been a little bit distracted lately and you guys know this stuff don't come that easy to me.'
'Yeah, but a D minus?' She looked at the test, 'And you made seriously stupid mistakes too. Why didn't you say anything? We could have actually studied.'
Scott sighed, 'Because there was just so much to do and deal with.'
Allison looked at the test again and so did Malia. There were a lot of red and missing answers.
'Maybe we could study before Scott's mom comes with dinner?' she asked looking at the piece of paper in Allison's hands.
They looked at her, 'You did say that last night was a study night.'
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'Oh my God,' mumbled Allison as she looked up from Malia's chemistry formula.
The girl blinked almost worried by Allison's behavior, 'Is it that bad?' she asked and let out a whine, 'I'm sorry.'
Allison shook her head with a bride smile on her face, 'No, M. You nailed it. You got it right,' she said and hugged the girl immediately.
Scott blinked confused while Stiles grabbed the paper to look as well, 'Holy shit! Malia, you actually got the formula right, whoa,' he said and looked back up at her.
'That's great,' said Scott as well smiling and Malia couldn't help but smile as well at how happy they were about her success.
Stiles sudden started laughing. All three looked at each other and then at him, 'What?' asked Malia.
Stiles shook his head before put his shoulder around Scott, 'You do realize that this means you…you really suck if Malia managed to get it right before you.'
Scott shoved him away and shaking his head, 'You're such an ass. Why are we even friends?'
Stiles continued to laugh, 'Oh, come on Scotty boy. You love me… so so much,' he said and leaned closer to him trying to kiss him.
'Ew! Stiles gross!' yelled Scott and pushed him away. Malia and Allison giggled at the scene.
'Oh, come on, Scotty come and give me a kiss,' whined Stiles and tried to get to him again and Scott kept on pushing him away or trying to avoid his mouth near his face while being partly annoyed and partly amused.
Malia pressed herself against Allison's neck. She liked how long Allison's hair was and how it tickled her. It reminded her of her mom and how she would lean against her and watch TV just like she was now watching Scott and Stiles's fight.
'Stiles, I said-!'
Scott's eyes widened. They were all too caught up in Scott and Stiles's goofing around to notice the noise outside. He opened his mouth to warn them but before he had the chance to say anything the front door opened and Melissa McCall and John Stilinski stepped inside still in the middle of the conversation they started outside.
All of the teens froze.
Next Chapter: The Big Day