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: Just a friendly reminder that March 3rd it was exactly one year since I started The Wild Ones. I didn't write for a while because my dad died so if it's depressing or shitty or something you know why.

Enjoy

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Chapter Ten: Loose Ends

They're...gone.

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Scott, Stiles and Allison walked to school for the first time like everything wasn't a gigantic mess which could explode in their face. Scott didn't hurt or kill anyone. Derek was going to tell them about his family, and for the first time they didn't have to worry about something happening. If it did, it would have been unexpected and for now that was fine.

…or so he thought.

Scott smiled as he saw Tracy in the class room until she froze in track like she had seen a ghost looking right at him. The seat in front of him and the one way in the back were the only ones available, so he naturally assumed the girl would pick the one close to him. He was more than surprised when she chose the one further away.

He turned around to look at her confused just as the teacher came into the class. It was then that he realized that she even came to class as she was supposed to be sick and at home at least until the next week. It was weird.

The teacher asked them all to focus again, so he turned back to the board, but he was seriously confused by it. He kept on sneaking looks at the girl. Whenever he caught her looking back at him, she shot him a look which looked like she was terrified. She was white as snow. She actually looked like a ghost herself. What was up with her?

He turned to the front and waited for the end of the class to talk to her or at least to find out why she was in school.

He was stunned how fast she was, but he quickly caught up to her, 'Hey, are you feeling better?'

He could see how visible was her shiver, and it made him puzzled.

'I-I have to go…class,' she said and tried to go around him.

Scott blinked confused since they still had another 10 minutes before the next class, 'Hey, wait up.'

Tracy started to walk faster, 'Can't, I have to run.'

Scott eventually stopped but kept on looking at her back as she walked away confused. He honestly didn't know what just happened.

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He sat down next to Allison in the cafeteria, 'Hey, what's with that face?'

'Huh? What face?'

'The one you're having right now?' asked Allison raising her brows.

He sighed and looked at her. Sometimes it was hard to have best friends who could see right through you, but then again talking with them always seemed to help.

'It's Tracy,' he admitted. Allison had to hold back the disappointment for Scott's sake. He wanted to talk about Tracy. She would stop being a bitch and talk about Tracy even if it for some reason pissed her off. Okay, that wasn't totally truth she knew why she was pissed. She was the only girl in the group, and yeah, Malia joined them, but it was different since well-Scott wasn't interested in her like that. Whatever. It was just different, okay?

She nodded at him, 'Go on.'

'Okay, so she's been texting me a lot, and now she's acting all weird. I'm pretty sure she's avoiding me somehow.'

Now she rolled her eyes, 'She's trying to get you to be into her by showing she's not that into you.'

Scott blinked confused, 'Wait, like seriously?'

Allison shrugged her shoulders, 'It's a tactic believe me.'

Scott looked to the front, 'It didn't feel like a tactic. It felt…like something was off about her. Plus she said she was sick. Why would she come to school then?'

Allison rolled her eyes again and stood up, 'I'm going for some napkins. Trust me she's faking it to draw attention. I'm gonna go get so napkins.'

She walked away. Fine, she knew that was bitter. It was mean.

She sighed. She definitely needed to work on her attitude.

'Watch it!' she heard as she accidentally ran into someone. Of course, she did. She looked down and nearly snorted at the irony.

'Sorry, Tracy,' she apologized to the shorter girl.

She looked up realizing that it was Allison who had run into her. The brunette blinked confused. She never paid particularly much attention to Tracy, Kim and the other of Lydia's little circle. She had to notice Lydia. Stiles wouldn't let it any other way, but it wasn't like she was actually interested in them. They were all girls which said she starved herself and made her cry and feel shitty about herself more times than she could count. All those times…she was grateful she had Scott and Stiles. She couldn't imagine not having them every time they made her feel…like that. Anyway, now that she was looking at the girl. She actually got it. Scott was right. Tracy wasn't looking so well.

'Hey, are you okay? You look kind of pain, Tracy.'

The girl watched her for a few moments before she looked back at where Scott was sitting with Stiles who now joined him.

'Look, just…you should stay away from Scott.'

Allison blinked confused, 'I should what?'

'Just stayed away from Scott, okay?'

Allison shook her head, 'Unbelievable are you that insecure you want me to leave my best friend?'

Tracy pressed her lips together not saying anything else.

'You know what Tracy. Why don't you go spread another rumor about me?' she asked before she walked away and sat down next to Scott looking annoyed.

'No napkins?' asked Scott as he already started to eat, but the brunette just shrugged.

'Where were you?' she asked Stiles who was glued to his phone.

'I finally got Malia to embrace the power of text messages. Sort of.'

Allison looked over his shoulder and chuckled, 'I somt knowq?'

Stiles smirked, 'She doesn't like wasting time when she presses a wrong letter.'

Allison giggled, 'She's one of a kind.'

'Sure is,' said Stiles fondly texting her back, and Allison couldn't help but look at Scott who must have noticed their conversation and stopped thinking about Tracy. He raised his brows at Allison both in their silent communication talking about how Stiles would light about Malia. They both knew something was cooking up there.

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Day was slowly passing by. Scott almost forgot about Tracy until he heard her in the hallway. Scott put his hand on Stiles's shoulder to let him know that he should stop talking. Scott was looking at him, but his ears were focused on Lydia and Tracy.

'Why didn't you stay home like we planned?' asked Lydia as she was standing with the girl near her locker, 'Although I have to admit this damsel in distress is seriously a great tactic kudos.'

Tracy's voice was shaky, 'This isn't a freaking tactic, Lydia. Something happened I couldn't stay home alone all day.'

'Jesus, enough with the drama,' said Lydia annoyed, 'Did you got bored? Schoolsick?' teased the strawberry blonde.

'No, something happened. I-whatever, I'm done with McCall.'

'What do you mean you're done? You said you liked him.'

'It's whatever. I'm done. I can't.'

'Seriously, Tracy, what has gotten into you? What happened? Yesterday, you were all into getting together with Scott, and now you don't want to why?'

'Lydia!' the girl shouted causing the whole hallway to look their way. Stiles also looked the girls, 'What the hell is happening over there?' he asked as he didn't know that Scott was eavesdropping on them.

Tracy looked. She looked like she was ready to have a meltdown, 'Lydia, stay away from Scott.'

'Okay, so what you don't want him, and you don't want anyone to be near him…what the-wait! Did he do something to you?'

'No, j-just, Lydia, please, stay away from Scott McCall,' said the girl and quickly left with all eyes on her.

Lydia followed the girl with her eyes unsure what just happened before she looked to the side which happened to be the place where Scott and Stiles were standing. Stiles was looking confused while Scott looked seriously worried. She frowned. She didn't know what was happening, but it was definitely not good.

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'Whoa, she told her to stay away from you? What the hell? I thought she was into you,' mumbled Stiles confused in the lockers room.

Scott nodded furiously, 'I know, and she was. Apparently, she even lied about being sick, but that's what I heard. Why would she say that?'

Stiles made a face, 'You sure, you didn't write her anything offensive?'

'Dude, she was freaked out!' snapped Scott before looking in front himself, 'She was…actually afraid.'

Stiles looked worried, 'Okay, do you think she could have figured it out?'

Scott's eyes widened as that didn't even cross his mind.

'What? No, how could or would she?'

Stiles shook his head, 'Look, man, I don't know. Why won't you just ask her?'

'Didn't you hear what I just said? She told Lydia-'

'I heard you, but look, she likes you. It's obvious therefore she will most likely talk to you if you corner her.'

'Corner her? That's your advice?' asked Scott disbelieve, and Stiles sighed frustrated, 'You know what I mean. Just talk to the girl. You're good with girls.'

Scott shook his head, 'What the hell is wrong with you today, man? Me good with girls? The only girls I'm around are Allison and Malia who are both like sisters.'

'Yeah, well now you are the best player and people, and by people I mean popular girls notice.'

Scott sighed, 'Okay, cover for me, for a moment.'

Stiles blinked, 'Huh? Dude, we're about to start.'

'I'll be quick,' assured him Scott before he ran to the door.

'Oh man,' sighed Stiles before he slowly got up as well already preparing the excuse for coach who was giving him an upset look, 'Stilinski, where the hell is McCall?'

'He had to go to the bathroom, coach.'

Couldn't come up with a better story even if he tried.

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Scott found her easily by scent leaving the school, 'Tracy, wait!'

The girl sighed before stopped, 'Okay, I don't know what's going on, but if I did anything I'm sorry. I just want to make sure you're alright, but if you really don't want to see me or talk to me anymore. It's okay. I won't force you.'

She turned around, 'You're a good person, Scott.'

He smiled a bit at that, but he could tell she was still nervous.

'Look, something happened last night. Someone came, and he told me...to stay away from you.'

Scott frowned confused, 'Uh? What? Who?'

She shook her head, 'I don't know. I just know that he was very persuasive and scary and...I might have gone crazy, but it wasn't really a him. It looked like a beast.'

Scott's eyes widened before he took several steps closer to catch up with her, 'What did he say exactly?'
Was it the alpha? Could he actually go to Tracy's house and threatened her like this?

'Tracy!' called a woman from a black car, 'Come on, honey.'

The girl turned around, 'I have to go. I'll text you later, and I'll tell you everything.'

Scott nodded, 'Okay, bye.'

The girl shot him a small smile before she ran to the car. This sounded bad. He felt an unease grown inside him. Suddenly he was once again waiting for an attack. He was waiting for everything to go to hell once again, and let me tell you it was a terrible feeling.

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Tracy did text him later, and it didn't ease his worries. He couldn't help but felt like minutes before a disaster was about to strike.

Come to the school and bring Allison and Stiles with you. I'm ready to talk about what happened yesterday.

'Is it okay if I come?' asked Malia as she, Allison, Stiles and Scott got into Stiles's jeep, 'She didn't mentioned me.'

Scott shook his head, 'It's okay. I texted Derek that he can tell us everything he knows afterwards so he's meeting us there. Not to mention he's worried about Tracy, and what the alpha might have said or do to her,' said Scott worried as well. The girl looked terrified, and he didn't blame her. He himself still had nightmares about the thing.

Malia frowned a bit, 'So you guys are okay to tell Derek about Tracy, but not about me? I'm starting to feel a bit weird about that.'

The boys shared a look, and Stiles shrugged, 'It might be as good time as any to come clean about everything don't you guys think?'

Malia nodded.

Scott thought about it, 'Okay, I trust Derek. We'll tell him, and who knows maybe he might know how you were turned even?'

'Besides do you get how great this is?' asked Stiles earning odd looks from both teens, 'Tracy might have actually see him in his human form.'

Scott sighed, 'That's not that big, man. I'm pretty sure I've seen him as well, and he errased all of it, so...'

Malia nodded, 'Scott's right. I don't think he wold let Tracy keep her memories of him.'

Stiles sighed as well, 'Don't steal my joy.'

Allison patted his back a bit, 'Come on now at least we'll know something.'

Stiles let out a grumpy sound and the brunette leaned back against her seat. She still hadn't told anyone about what happened in the cafeteria. She felt like such an idiot not to mention a jackass. Tracy wasn't telling her to stay away from Scott for malicious reasons, she was trying to warn and protect her. Oh the irony. All this time she spent saying how mean these girls were, and in the end she was the meanest one.

Malia looked out of the window, 'Do you feel it two?'

Scott turned around to her while Stiles shot her a glance through the mirror, 'Feel what?'

'The jumpiness? Like you're tense waiting for something to happen.'

Scott blinked, 'I thought that was just the whole Tracy thing?'

Malia shook her head, 'Look at the moon.'

He did.

'It's close to being full. We're getting tense like that, grumpier, and angrier. Once it's completely full it will became almost unbearable.'

Scott swallowed, 'So it is affecting us?'

Malia nodded, 'I remember being extra sensitive when I was a coyote, but I was an animal so I can tell if I acted badly or not.'

Scott turned back to the front, 'We'll be more likely to hurt someone?'

Malia hummed, and he wished Stiles would have driven faster so he could ask Derek what to do about the full moon. He didn't feel like hurting anyone again…ever.

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They stopped the car close to Derek's who was already waiting for them in the parking lot.

The older werewolf looked oddly at Malia as she came out of the car, but he waited for Scott to explain, 'She's a friend.'

Derek watched her for a moment before he looked surprised, 'You're one of us?'

For the first time he realized that the girl indeed was a shifter just like them...no, not completely like them, but close. He had a weird feeling of familiarity when he saw her on the field, but now he was sure. She was a shifter just like them, but she wasn't a werewolf. As he was looking at her he couldn't help a thought about how familiar she looked. She almost reminded him of someone, but he wasn't sure who. A friend from school? New York? Someone entirely else?

Maybe he was just over thinking it too much.

'What does it mea-'

Before anyone could say another word blood came out of Derek's mouth, and Allison let out a shocked gasped. In a second he was up in the air, and the alpha who managed to somehow sneak up on them threw him across the parking lot.

In the next seconds they ran...for the school.

All four held the door as hard as they could.

'Wait-wait!' shouted Malia after a few dreadful moments, 'I don't hear anything.' They all stopped moving so she and Scott could hear better what was happening outside.

After a moment she peaked outside, 'I can't see him.'

'Yeah, but he's out there', said Stiles, 'We know he is.'

Malia looked at the door, 'We can't leave it unlocked like this, and we can't stay here.'

Stiles licked his lips looking at a pipe he saw earlier on the ground though the window on the door. It wasn't that far, but it wasn't that close either.

He turned to look at Malia for a moment before he pushed her aside and opened the door.

Before either of them could say another word Stiles ran outside and grabbed the pipe before running back in much to everyone's shock and put the pipe between the door handles to have at least something to stop it from getting in.

'What the fuck?' asked Scott, 'Dude, don't ever do that again!' he shouted at him. He was being very vocal about how terrified he was about his friend while Allison was still shocked he would even do such a tight and Malia just silently watched them.

'Dude!' Scott grabbed him by the shoulders to look at him.

'Don't you ever do that!' he shouted at him feeling his voice and hands trembling. He was sure his heart stopped when Stiles ran out of the school to get the bloody thing.

He was just sure of it.

Stiles started nodding his head frantically, 'I-I just-I just-Scott!'

The other boy nodded and before Stiles could argue he hugged him. It was terrifying, all of it. Seeing Derek and what the alpha really could do without a blink of an eyes and having Stiles ran out like that. He-he… he couldn't deal with it if he ever lost Stiles because of him. He seriously couldn't.

He let him go seeing how worried to hug made Stiles or rather say how it had him realize what he just did and what could have happened.

Allison hugged him right after, 'That was the most stupidest thing you ever did, you idiot!'

He laughed awkwardly, 'We should move.'

When they let go of each other he looked at Malia who just gave him an empty stare before she turned around and started walking down the hallway.

Stiles swallowed they followed her when they heard some noise into one of the classrooms to come up with a plan. They couldn't believe what was happening, but for some reason they were calm…well, as calm as they could in a situation like that. Maybe they've been through a few things or they knew they were at least together, but they try to think with clear heads and come up with something.

They looked at each other, 'How about we just run for Stiles's car, get in and leave?' asked Scott.

Stiles nodded, 'Sounds great,' agreed Stiles, 'Let's just make sure he's not-'

'The jeep,' mumbled Allison looking at it through the window in the classroom they were currently in.

Stiles blinked, 'Okay, what is it-?'

Just as he said it a battery came flying through the window and Mali rushed to Allison pulling her to the ground and protecting her with her body from the glass.

'Everyone okay?' asked Scott as they looked the item on the ground realizing what it was.

The girls nodded, and they all quickly got to their feet and ran away again. Stiles tried to stop and take the stupid thing, but Scott pushed him through the door.

'Leave it!'

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'This is fucked up! That didn't happen, did it? I mean-Derek...he's not just,' repeated Allison panicly walking around the room as they finally took cover in the boy lockers room. It was probably too much on her or maybe the adrenaline ran out, but she for the first time realized what was happening, and she hated every second of it. Once again she was a prey in the hands of that monster who could do whatever it wanted with them. That was the worst part, it could kill them right now, but it rather toyed with them. She hated feeling like that.

Scott and Malia were holding the door and listening if the thing wasn't close.

Scott swallowed hard. He really didn't like seeing her like that and it was really hard to find something positive to tell her as they were literally defenseless against it. Still, he let go of the door and walked to her and put his hands on her shoulders, 'Allison, calm down, okay?'

She nodded and painfully closed her eyes, 'I know-I know. I can freakout once we're safe.'

'So what now?' asked Stiles, 'We can't go to the jeep that doesn't have a battery and fixing it would take a lot of time,' he said and looked from Scott and Allison to Malia. No one had an answer to that. They were waiting unsure of what to do next, or how to safe themselves.

'Can't we call someone? My dad?' asked Allison softly.

Malia frowned, 'How would we explain being here with Derek who's outside?'

She shivered a bit remembering the horrible image as blood came out of Derek's mouth. The thing was truly a monster.

'Maybe we could just say we came to school for whatever and Derek was already there. We'll act like we don't have a clue what that thing is. They have no way of knowing we're supernatural.'

Malia didn't look too convinced, but she nodded anyway. It wasn't like they had a better idea, and they couldn't just get killed cause she was uncomfortable with calling hunters for help.

Scott was about to say something more when he and Malia heard something.

They looked at each other and all of them went to hiding while Allison looked around, 'What? Is he-'

She didn't get an answer as Scott dragged her with him to a nearby looker pushing them both in, and pulling her as close as possible.

She was breathing rapidly and her heartbeat would surely give them away, so Scott took her hand as much as the space allowed them and linked their fingers together, 'Shush, we're fine.'

Allison closed her eyes and tried to calm herself down.

Scott bit his lip as the footsteps were coming closer and Allison would give them away in a while. He took his hand and put them against her cheek, 'Come on, Ally, you can do this,' he whispered against her flushed face, 'Just calm down. I'm here with you. You're not alone.'

She nodded and pressed her forehead against his. They stayed like that for what seemed hours and despite the fact that they were locked in a locker with a killer outside, Allison couldn't deny that she was slowly feeling calmer simply by the fact that Scott was there. In her mind she went to the moments in the hole when she had remembered how much he made her feel better, or how he came to safe her and protected her, or how he stayed with her last night so they could finally sleep after all those horrors. And just like that she was calm again. He was right. She wasn't alone like she was in the hole then. She was with him. He proved to her that no matter what he would protect her even from his alpha, and somehow that was everything for her.

Scott gently brushed her temples with his soft fingers. She couldn't see him, but it felt like he was all around her, his presence, his scent, his... everything that he was. She felt consumed by it, but she wasn't afraid or overwhelmed she enjoyed and liked it. It felt good to have someone so close.

In the next moment however the locker's door opened and both she and Scott came falling out to the ground.

'Shit!' let out Scott as he ended up on the ground with Allison somewhere on top of him somehow not completely.

They both groaned in pain and looked up just as Malia and Stiles came from their lockers only to find a smirking and amused Jackson and Lydia with her brows raised.

'You two definitely put a new definition to making out in the closet.'

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'What the hell are you doing here?' asked Scott as all of them were now walking down the corridor, 'Tracy texted Lydia to come so we came, and whatever prank you guys got going? Not interested and scary at all!'

Scott turned to him annoyed, 'You think this is a prank?'

'Please, McCall,' Jackson snored, 'The battery? Open school? Creepy text and then not answering? This is a prank alright.'

'Didn't you see Derek's body?' asked Allison suddenly. 'It's right outside on the ground.'

'Eh, no,' said Lydia before she chuckled, 'Just a nice car.'

'That's it we can take Derek's car,' said Scott instantly.

'With what key?' asked Malia, 'He probably dragged Derek somewhere with his keys.'

Jackson and Lydia shared a look. They didn't believe a word they were saying.

That was when they heard something on top of them in the roof.

Jackson raised his brows, 'Okay, whatever Tracy, good one now come on down so we can g-'

He didn't get to finish as the roof fell and something big and dark with red glowing eyes roared at them.

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There was more running involved along with short stops for explanation, arguing, plans that didn't work and more arguing.

Jackson took a step closer to the skinny boy, 'I'm going to say this one more time, Stilinski. Call your useless dad.'

Stiles didn't budge, 'I said no.'

Scott licked his lips he could tell that Jackson was frustrated and wanted to take it out on Stiles. They tried calling the police which didn't help with anything. He could see how worried Stiles look when they found out that someone warn the cops about school pranks. He could see the wheels inside his head spinning telling him that once again the alpha had planned it all to details. This wasn't the woods. There were no hunters to mess with his plan. No one would have come to school at night.

'Get out of my face, asshole,' replied Stiles but didn't take a step back.

'Oh right, can't call him cause he might be too drunk to care, fuck-?' asked Jackson and before he could even finish Stiles punched him into the face sending him to the ground.

'Jackson!' shouted Lydia and came to his aid as he started to slowly get up. Everyone was watching them. This was bad. Malia looked from Stiles to Jackson. Fighting between each other was making them weaker than they already were. If the alpha wanted to make a move, it would have been the perfect time for it. She didn't like them vulnerable not right now when they should have been working together to at least have a chance against the alpha.

Jackson got up and brushed his face. He was bleeding a bit. He looked down at his hand and nodded to himself, 'Nice.'

Scott shook his head, 'You're an asshole, Jackson.'

The boy nodded once more, and before either of them knew what was happening Jackson punched Stiles back.

'Whoa!' shouted Allison and both her and Malia came between the two boys.

'Fuck off!' shouted Stiles at the boy as Malia pulled him away, and Allison and Scott kept Jackson in place while Lydia just stood and watched worried.

'He has to call his dad! We can't just stay here with that thing!'

Malia put her head on the back of Stiles neck and nuzzled it a bit for support. He sighed a bit calming down as he felt her close to him. He reached for one of her hands on his shoulder, 'I fine, M.'

He turned to look at her, and she nodded at him. He knew she was still angry at him for running out like that, but she still at least tried to show him support, and that she was on his side.

Stiles swallowed, 'Okay, fine, I'm calling him.'

He picked up his phone his hand still on Malia's for support.

Malia pressed herself closer, "You don't have to if you don't want to."

He gripped her hand tighter but brought the phone to his ear and called.

"Dad? Hey, it's me. Look-and it's your voicemail. Listen dad something bad happened. Someone killed Derek Hale and-"

They all jumped as something large hit the door.

Malia started dragging him to the back.

'We're in school, dad. Dad we're on school, and someone's here. I-I love you.'

With that he ended the call as Malia basically dragged him through the backdoor to the kitchen and Scott, Allison and Jackson blocked them.

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It was a while before the banging stopped, and all of them let out a grateful sigh.

'I still don't get it,' said Lydia shaking her head pressing closer to Jackson, 'What does it or he or whatever want? And why would it kill Derek Hale?' she asked crying. It was all coming to her, and she was started to get hysterical.

Stiles clenched his fists as he watched Jackson whose nose was still bloody comfort her.

Malia shrugged her shoulders, 'He enjoys it. He just wants to hurt people.'

They all looked at her, 'Why else would he killed them.'

Lydia sobbed, 'But why us? And how the hell did he get a hold of Tracy phone?'

'Could it be that he threatened her to get us here?' asked Jackson, 'Maybe whoever he is has something against out parents or whatever. I mean dad's a lawyer,' he nodded at Stiles, 'Sherriff, FBI agent.'

Malia and Lydia blinked surprised at that and looked over at Scott, 'Your dad is FBI?'

He shrugged kind of uncomfortable, 'Not many people know about it.'

'Still some do. Maybe it's a revenge against a case?'

'What about Hale?' asked Stiles.

'Dad handled the money Hales got after the fire.'

They all blinked surprised, 'Seriously? Laura, and Derek Hale?'

Jackson frowned, 'And the other one.'

'What other one?' asked Allison taking a step closer.

'I'm not sure… he wasn't a kid. I think he was an uncle or something. It was like six years ago.'

Scott leaned against one of the stones when he heard it.

He instinctively put his hand on Allison's elbow to catch her attention while the others listened to Jackson talking.

She gave him a puzzled look, 'What?'

He was frowning, and she understood he was hearing something from the outside. He listened carefully. It took him a moment to realize that what he heard were begins, and cries for help.

'Tracy she's out there, and she's alive.'

'No,' said Allison automatically as she could instantly tell what Scott was planning to do.

'I'm not leaving her out there with it!'

'You can't fight it!' she hissed.

Malia came to view, 'No alone.'

Both Allison and Stiles didn't look worried, they looked terrified.

'Absolutely not!'

'The girl is there! Are we supposed to leave her there?' asked Malia sharply.

Everyone looked at her.

Lydia looked at Jackson before she turned fully to the group, 'What if you took some knives with you and something that could light him on fire?'

All teens looked at the girl as if she grew a second head.

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Stiles came to Scott, 'You sure you can handle this? I mean he can make you shift or go against us. The full moon is days away,'

Scott looked over to Allison, 'I'm never letting him make me hurt anyway again, Stiles.'

The boy sighed, 'I hope you can stop it.'

They looked at each other before they briefly hugged patting each other over their backs.

'Be really careful, okay?'

Scott nodded, 'I can't leave her there.'

Stiles nodded, 'I know you wouldn't be you if you could.'

'Will she forgive me?' asked Scott as he looked at Allison who was talking with Malia.

Stiles grimaced, 'She really loves you, and she's really worried about you.'

'I know, but I have to. Hey, go talk to Malia for a bit so I can-?'

Stiles nodded, 'Sure.'

Scott slowly made his way to Allison watching as Jackson almost protectively brush Lydia's hair. He was glad Stiles was too focused on Malia at the moment to notice.

'I'm going, Allison.'

She nodded looking at the small window on top of the wall, 'I know.'

Scott went to stand in front of her, 'I'll be fine. We'll fine, Tracy, and we're both going to be okay.'

She looked back at him, 'You can't promise that.'

He shrugged his shoulders, 'I can try.'

Allison nodded. She felt ridiculous. Tracy was out there threatened by a monster and Scott and Malia were probably the only ones who had a shot at saving her, and here she was acting like a spoiled brat or jealous girlfriend. Didn't she do enough already?

'I'm the worst person in the world,' she said closing her eyes.

Scott blinked confused, 'What, why?'

'Tracy and I talked at lunch I was a total bitch toward her when she warned me to stay away from you. She warned me so I wouldn't get hurt by the alpha, and I acted the way those stupid mean girls always acted to me,' she felt tears behind her eyes, so didn't dare to open them.

'I don't think you're a bad person, Ally.'

She took a few deep breaths before she opened her eyes, 'I think you're human.'

She made a grimace, 'That's because you're the best person ever.'

He shook his head, 'I don't think there is such a thing as the worst or best person. All of us can be both at times. I mean look at Jackson. He punched Stiles and was a dick, but look how he takes care of Lydia now? So you were mean to her. Once we safe her you can apologize.'

Allison chuckled a bit a tear rolling down her cheek, 'Gosh, you're so annoying with your always wise and kind approach, you know that?' she asked.

He shook his head and took a step closer brushing away her tears, 'No,' he kept his hand on her cheek, and for a while. He always had nice soft hands.

'I hate for something to happen to you,' she told him, and he nodded, 'I know.'

After that she hugged him as tightly as she could hope that he wouldn't have to go and they could just stay like that, but she knew better. Why did it feel like she was letting a loved one got to war?

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Stiles took Malia's wrist after they were almost ready to leave, 'I don't like this.'

She looked at his hand and then at him, 'You don't have to like it, I didn't like you running out for that stupid pipe, and you still did it.'

Stiles swallowed, 'Okay, so you're angry about me jumping into danger. Well, so am I. I don't want you to get hurt.'

She turned fully toward him. They were so close if he would just leaned a bit he could easily kiss her.

The thought made him uncomfortable somehow, 'Just be careful, M. I don't want to lose you when I just got you. Remember last time? That really scared me.'

Malia watched him for a moment before she put her arms around him and sank into him pulling him as close as possible.

He blinked kind of surprised, but returned the hug, 'I wanted to do this since you got back,' she said breathing him fully in.

'I was angry of how much you risked, but I was glad you were alright, S.'

He nodded pushing his hand into her hair, 'I know, M.'

'I don't know what I would have done if I didn't have you,' she said against his neck marking her scent there a bit.

'You'll always have me, Malia. I'll always be there for you.'

She leaned a bit away and looked him into the eyes. He had to swallow again because Malia could look at him so intensely it was electrifying. When she leaned her face to him and closed her eyes, he was nervous, but the thought of a kiss wasn't so uncomfortable anymore.

However, she didn't kiss him. Instead she pressed her nose against his forehead and took it very slowly down his nose until his chin. When she opened her eyes again, Stiles couldn't help his heart racing in his chest as he had to admit to himself that what she just did was the most intimate thing of his life. He got a boner while she was pressed to him, and he saw her naked or whatever she did until then was nothing compare to this. This would probably always be the most intense and intimite gesture of his life.

'You'll always have me too, Stiles,' she said and he might have been imagining it, but her voice was a bit hoarse.

He could only nod and watch as she left with his best friend.

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Scott and Malia quietly walked the hallway following their ears to the sounds of cries for help.

'You know it's a trap, right?' asked Malia holding the canister.

'This whole place is a trap,' muttered Scott, 'we can't leave her there.'

Malia nodded. It was clear the alpha wanted to terrorize them before he would kill them. She gathered so much from all her encounters with the beast, but she was still a bit surprised. Why now? Why not before? Why not wait until the full moon itself? Wouldn't it be even harder for them? Something didn't fell write. It killed Derek in front of them and took his body. It wanted them inside the school, but how come it didn't expect them to call for help? He couldn't know about Stiles's dilemma not to get his father involved. What about the hunters? He lure them into a place they didn't usually check, but still how could he known Allison wouldn't call her parents?

They walked in silence after that and went there were near the source, the gym, she stopped abruptly and Scott with her.

Blood

They shared a quick look before they ran inside. Of course it was a trap.

The moment they were in the alpha slashed Tracy's throat right in front of them which set Scott to act without thinking.

He was faster then both of them...

He was stronger than both of them...

He could make both of them shift...

When Scott end up on the ground spitting blood out every single bone in his body hurt. He already felt like he was healing slowly, but it still hurt terribly bad.

He heard Malia's cries. He looked up. The thing had its claws inside her chest, and it looked like it wanted to pull her heart or lung out any moment. She was gasping and trying to get away from it, but it wouldn't let her go pressing his claws deeper making her cried out in pain.

Scott couldn't handle that. He tried to get up, but everything hurt too much, he couldn't. He couldn't move so he only desperately watched as the alpha roared at Malia's face so loud Scott's ears were bleeding. Still he recognize the command though as if it was directed at him.

Shift...submit

In a moment Malia's clothes were loosely hanging on a much smaller coyote.

'N-no, Malia!' he started to crawl to them. He made her shift! He made her shift! How was that possible! That wasn't possible. He couldn't make her shift just like that or was she his as well? Did he turn her as well?

The terrified looking thing started to let out those painfully sad sounds and Scott wanted nothing more than to reach her and tell her that it was going to be okay. She was his friend and that monster was hurting her on purpose. He knew he was stronger than them, but he wanted to hurt them. He wanted them to feel the pain for disobeying him over and over again. He wanted to make sure they would remember not to cross him again. He wanted them to bleed for their disloyalty.

The alpha let her go and in a moment he was in front of Scott. He turned hum around so that he was on his back looking at the beast for a moment.

As he was looking in his eyes, Scott never felt more terrified before. The thing was monstrous not to mention it could rip his heart with one slash.

He swallowed right before it hit him over the check, and he was on his back again. He knew what would have followed, he remembered this part a bit blurry but still. He would shove his claws into the back of his neck and make him do whatever he wanted.

He felt some tears rolling down his cheeks as he silently prayed.

Please, don't let me hurt my friends.

He would rather die in that moment then hurt his friends again. He felt the claws go in but before anything else happened the alpha was suddenly on his back and Malia in her coyote form was dragging Scott away by his sleeve he mouth.

He got up a bit trying to help he, but so did the alpha who didn't look so pleased that Malia wasn't obeying him again. He roared at them, but Scott shifted and put his hand in front of het. They were a pack. They would fight and die for each other, and he was not a part of it. He was not their alpha. It seemed to upset him even more, and he tried to go at them, but then Scott heard something he thought he never would have been so happy to hear.

Police sirens.

He shot the alpha a determinate look. The creature looked pissed but didn't want to be cauggt so he ran as fast as he could through the windows breaking them.

Scott sighed relieved feeling how every bone in his body hurt, 'Malia, you can turn back now.'

He turned around to look at the coyote, but she just stood there looking at him confused.

Scott blinked, 'Malia?'

She didn't understand. She was a coyote again. She didn't want to be a coyote she liked being a human girl. She was a human girl after all wasn't she? Why was she a coyote again? What if he would never become a human again? What the hell was this? Some cruel joke? Why would she became a human girl to be with Stiles, Allison and Scott only to get turn back to being a coyote. This was wrong. She was wrong. She wasn't a coyote. She was a girl! A girl! A girl! A girl!

...or not?

She started to tremble... what if she was never a girl? What if she was always a coyote? Everything that she had been through these past weeks was fading. It was blurry like a dream in her coyote consciousness. She was forgetting! It happened before she was coyote for far too long, and she forgot about Stiles, about her dad, about the accident! She forgot about everything. She forgot she was a human girl! Maybe it was all in her head. Maybe coyotes just dream things up in blurry dreams!

'Malia?' asked the boy approaching her.

Stop calling me that! Who am I?

So many sounds and voices outside were coming closer. She was trembling. Every instinct inside her screamed that danger was coming. Humans were coming.

'Malia, it's okay,' said the boy raising his hands to show her that it was safe, but it wasn't she didn't feel safe so she just did what she always did when humans approached her. She ran.

'Malia!' shouted Scott after her as she went for the nearest exit which the alpha made out of the gym nearly running into sheriff Stilinski who was armed with several deputies coming in.

'What the hell?!' he shouted as he saw a coyote jump though the broken window and ran quickly into the nearest woods without ever stopping.

He watched the creature in shock before he turned to the window again.

'Scott?' he shouted, 'Are you okay?'

The boy swallowed, 'Yeah, I'm fine.'

The lie of the year.

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What followed after was a hurricane of yelling, crying and questions no one really knew how to answer.

'He looked us in,' accused him Jackson.

'For the last fucking time. I was already in the corridor when someone locked you. It wasn't me!' shouted Scott at Jackson absolutely ready to punch him.

Apparently after he and Malia went to the hallway to look for Tracy, someone came locked them inside the kitchen.

'Well, then it was Derek Hale!' said Jackson angry.

'Fucking hell,' cursed Stiles earning a look from his dad, 'For the last time, it wasn't Derek Hale he got attacked before you guys got here!' He had enough of Jackson literally pointing fingers at everyone especially since he didn't know what happened with Tracy and where the hell was Malia. He couldn't ask Scott in front of his dad cause he would ask her to come and answer some questions, and she had no adult or legal guardian to do that with.

'Where's Malia?' asked Lydia suddenly.

Stiles painfully closed his eyes wishing for the first time that the girl would have stayed quiet.

The sheriff turned to Stiles, 'Malia? You mean Lia from our house?'

Stiles swallowed, 'I think I saw her get in a car with her mom.'

'Did she gave a statement?' asked the sheriff worried.

Stiles shrugged going into defense mode, 'I don't know, ask one of your deputies.'

The sheriff sighed fully understanding that it must have been a terribly challenging night for all of them, and as much as the man wanted to be a father first and be sure that all the kids were okay, he had to be a cop first and do his job right.

'What about the coyote? Wasn't the animal you described the coyote?'

'No!' shouted Scott, and both Stiles and Allison's eyes widened.

A coyote meant Malia shifted again. They shared a small worried glance as she hadn't shifted into a full coyote since she became human again. They didn't know what it meant yet.

'The coyote was just in the gym. I don't know what sh-it was doing there maybe it got lost or…smelled blood,' said Scott looking down for a moment.

'Okay, so let me get this from the top, okay?'

All the teens nodded. The sheriff pointed at Scott, Stiles, and Allison, 'You three came here because Tracy texted you'

They nodded instantly. They couldn't tell the truth.

'Tracy wasn't acting herself today in class,' started Stiles, then Scott took lead, 'I tried to ask her what happened, but she just walked away several times. After that I let her be, and later I got this text,' said Scott and pulled out the phone to show him the text.

'So I called Stiles and Allison like she wanted and we all came here.'

'What about Malia?'

Allison cut in, 'She was in my house already so I thought she could come with us and Stiles would give her a ride home afterwards.'

'Okay, and Derek Hale was how involved?' asked the sheriff.

Scott shrugged his shoulders, 'He was just here when we came.'

Stiles cut in, 'He said something about basketball. Maybe he was feeling nostalgic. I think he used the play when he was in high school.'

The sheriff nodded, 'He did.'

Allison licked her lips feeling a shiver go through her, 'Then...'

Stiles took her hand for support, 'We're not even sure what happened. Someone just like stabbed him from behind.'

The sheriff nodded, 'Yeah, we found blood a lot.'

Allison nodded, 'So we ran inside locked the door as best as we could. He followed so we went to hide further into the school.'

'How come you guys didn't try to call the police?' asked the sheriff as he looked at something in his notes.

'The only two calls that came were from Lydia's phone.'

'Dad, we were running. We didn't know if he was near or not.'

The sheriff nodded although Stiles and Scott could tell that he wasn't fully buying the excuse.

'What about you two?'

Jackson put his arm around Lydia much to Stiles's annoyance, 'Same. Tracy texted saying that she needed to talk with Lydia about something that happened last night. I didn't want to leave her alone so I came with.'

'Did you notice anything strange when you came here?' asked the sheriff.

'Stiles's car was bended badly and a battery was missing, also there was a black cameo right there.'

'But you two didn't notice the blood behind it? Or a body?'

They shook their heads, 'We just saw the front and side,' fill in Lydia. 'The door was opened. We thought that maybe it was so kind of a prank like I don't know scary night in school. We went inside where he came across these three right before it/he went after all of us. We just ran again. We hid in the cafeteria and that was when I tried to call the police. First they said not to call them again, and then that they will arrest us if we do. Stiles said they would even go to our houses first before they would try and track the call.'

'That is standard protocol,' agreed Sheriff earning an upset noise from Jackson.

'So then you called me,' he said to Stiles. Another upset sound from Jackson and the boy shot him a look.

'What next?' asked the sheriff blinking a bit confused by Jackson's reaction.

'He started banging on the door we ran to the kitchen,' explained Scott, 'We didn't know how long would you guys take, and we needed to find Tracy so we just went to find Tracy. We found her in the gym, and then you guys-'

'No! Not my baby!' they suddenly heard, and they all looked to the direction. A woman was in her knees crying hysterically as a man, Tracy's dad, and the deputy were trying to get her to calm down.

The scene hit Scott over the head like a pile of rocks. It was heartbreaking to watch the woman cry for her child, and it was then that Scott for the first time thought.

It's all my fault.

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Once the sheriff left to go help the parents Scott pulled him to the side, 'What the hell happened?! Where's Malia?'

'Gone,' mumbled Scott with a look of numbness in his eyes, 'He order her to shift, and she did. I think she freaked out when she could turn back.'

Stiles's eyes widened, 'She-she can't turn back?'

Scott shook his head, 'I told her...I tried and talk to her, but she just jumped through the broken window and ran.'

Stiles brushed his face, 'Okay, so she freaked out and ran that doesn't mean she can't turn back forever maybe she just... fuck I don't know needs to be run over by a car again or something.'

Allison took a step to Scott, 'Whatever you're thinking this was not on you, Scott.'

'You don't get it. Tracy she was a warning shot,' said Scott with his back to both of them, 'He wants me. He's pissed at me, and he wants me to help him. If I don't he will kill all of you.'

He turned around tears were falling down his face, 'All of you, our parents, maybe even Deaton…even Jackson, Lydia, and Danny. Everyone. It was a payback that me and Malia didn't listen to him. This was his punishment.'

Allison lips trembled, 'No, he-he can't Scott we'll figure something out. Tracy-'

'Tracy is dead because of him! He killed her, Allison, and he will kill all of you,' said Scott losing it. Stiles had to look around if no one hurt them.

'He killed Derek and took his body, killed Tracy. He made both me and Malia shift and now she's somewhere in the woods! He can do anything he wants. He kills people, and he wants me, so if there's a chance that I can keep you guys alive by helping him-'

'No,' cried Allison, 'No! I won't let it. We'll tell my dad, and he will figure something-anything out!'

Scottshook his head, 'If we tell your dad he'll kill me as well. I can't risk it. I can't risk you guys either.'

Allison wanted to hug him or take his hand or something to shoe him that he was not alone in it when she heard her mother calling at her.

She tried to at least take his hand for a second, but he stepped away looking at the ground. She gave him a sad look before she ran to go calm her parents down.

Stiles watched her go before he stepped closer to his best friend

'Scott, it's going to be ok-'

'Don't you fucking dare to say that it's okay! Tracy-she-,' Scott started to breath hard pressing his fingers into his hair.

'Tracy and-and Derek…they're-they're…,' his voice broke.

Stiles watched his friend with tears in his eyes.

He took a step closer to him, but Scott turned around his own tear breaking free, 'They're…they're…they're…'

Stiles let out aloud sob and hugged his best friend from behind around the torso. Both remained crying in the parking lot of their school with ambulance and police car lights illuminating around them creating red and blue blurs through their teary visions.

Tracy…

Derek…

They're…gone.