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Chapter 24

The next morning Jackson called to ask if she wanted to hang out. She agreed, figuring there was no harm in it, they were friends after all. He picked her up and they drove around town for a while. It was one of things they had always like doing together. Jackson tore through one of the old factories, pushing his car to its limits.

Scarlet cheered him on as they screeched around a corner. Jackson did an arc and the car suddenly stalled out. A light staring blinking and beeping, Jackson groaned in frustration and slammed his hands against the steering wheel. Scarlet couldn't help but laugh.

"It's not funny Scar," Jackson muttered.

"Yeah, it kind of is, come on, let's take a look," she said as she pushed open her car door. They climbed out just as a burgundy SUV pulled up near them. Scarlet froze when she saw that the driver was Mr. Argent. Scott had told her that the Argents thought Jackson was the other beta.

"Car trouble," Mr. Argent asked as he climbed out.

"Yeah, it uh, it stalled," Jackson said as Mr. Argent came close to them. "Its ok though, I'm going to call a tow truck."

"I know a few things about cars, it might be something simple," he replied as he popped the trunk to look at the engine.

"I don't know its a pretty expensive car and they have all this warranty crap if you do your own repairs right," Jackson asked. Scarlet could see that he was nervous.

"Yeah, we should just have a professional look at it, no offense Mr. Argent. I just don't want Jackson to get in trouble," Scarlet said with a polite smile.

"Well I won't tell if you won't," Mr. Argent replied. "It's Jackson right, and you're Stiles' sister, Scarlet."

"His twin sister, but yeah," Scarlet replied.

"Come here, I'll show you what to look for," Mr. Argent said as he lifted the hood. He put a hand on Jackson's back as he leaned over. Scarlet stiffened when Mr. Argent pulled Jackson's collar down to reveal the scratches on his neck. Jackson started to pull back but Mr. Argent didn't let go. "Oh sorry."

"What," Jackson asked.

"Your neck, you hurt yourself?"

"Uh no, I mean it's just a scratch," Jackson said as Mr. Argent turned him to get a better look.

"It looks like more than a scratch," Mr. Argent replied. "It kind of looks like claw marks."

Jackson tensed and pulled away from Mr. Argent. Scarlet immediately stepped in between them a small smile on her face. "I did it, we were messing around and well, you know how girls can be with their nails, we don't know our own strength," Scarlet said quickly. "My dad, he doesn't know though, that we are... well as a father I'm sure you understand why we didn't say anything about it. I mean who wants to explain that their girlfriend did that to them while they were... uh... you know."

"You did that to his neck? I have trouble believing a little thing like you could do that," Mr. Argent said as he stared her down. "You've got marks on your back too, I can see them through your shirt. You going to tell me Jackson did that?"

"Not really any of your business, now is it," Scarlet said lowly.

"Is there a reason the two of you are so reluctant to tell me what did that to you both," Mr. Argent asked.

Scarlet jumped when tires squealed to a stop behind them. She turned to find Scott and Stiles in the jeep, smiling at them. She had never been more grateful to see them in her life.

"Hey Scott," Mr. Argent called. "Your friend here was having car trouble, we were just taking a look."

"There's a shop right down the street, I'm sure they have a tow truck," Scott replied.

"Yeah, you want a ride," Stiles asked.

Scott pushed the door open and Scarlet grabbed Jackson's hand to pull him toward the jeep. "Come on Jackson, you are way to pretty to be out here all by yourself," Stiles called. Jackson pulled Scarlet toward the jeep as Scott climbed out to let them in.

"Hey boys," Mr. Argent called. He walked over to the driver side door and pulled it open. He reached in and cranked it, the engine purring to life. "Told you I knew a few things about cars."

Mr. Argent shut the car door back and walked over to his car without a word. They all remained frozen in their spots as he drove off.

"What? Are you following me now," Jackson demanded.

"Yes, you stupid freaking idiot, you almost gave away everything right there," Scott shouted.

"What are you talking about?"

"He thinks you're the second beta," Scott cried.

"What," Jackson asked.

"He thinks you're me," Scott shouted before hitting the side of the jeep.

"Dude my jeep," Scarlet and Stiles said at the same time.

"I can hear your heart beating from a mile away, literally, now he thinks there's something wrong, and now I have to keep an eye on you so he doesn't kill you too," Scott yelled. He twisted around to hit the jeep again, but Stiles grabbed him.

"Ok, ok, ok, how about we just step away from Stiles' jeep," Stiles said.

"You know what, this is your problem not mine, ok? I didn't say anything which means you're the one that's going to get me killed. Ok, this is your fault," Jackson snapped before shoving Scott. Scarlet grabbed Jackson's arm and pulled him back, getting in between the two of them.

"Can we stop hitting my jeep," Stiles asked.

"If they come after you, I won't be able to protect you. I can't protect anyone," Scott replied. He glanced between Stiles and Scarlet, a guilty look on his face.

"Why are you looking at us," they asked together.

"Will you two stop with the twin stuff," Jackson cried. "Now you have to do it, get me what I want and I will be fine protecting myself."

"No you won't, just trust me. All it does is make things worse," Scott replied.

"Oh yeah really," Jackson asked. "You can hear anything you want and run faster than humanly possible. Sounds like a real hardship McCall."

"I can run really fast now, except half the time I'm running way from people trying to kill me. I can hear things, like my girlfriend telling people that she doesn't trust me anymore, right before breaking up with me! I'm not lying to you," Scott cried. "It ruins your life."

"It ruined your life, you had all the power in the world and you didn't know what to do with it. You know what it's actually like," Jackson asked. "It's like you turned 16 and someone bought you a Porsche when they should have started you out with a nice little Honda. Me? I drive a Porsche."

With that, Jackson walked away, Scarlet glanced at Scott and Stiles for a moment before going after him. The tires squealed as they pulled away from the factory. Scarlet glanced over at him after several tense minutes.

"Jackson, can I ask you something," she finally asked.

"What," Jackson said sharply.

"Don't get mad, its your life and you can do what you want, but are you sure this is what you want? I mean you don't know all the stuff that Scott's been through because of this. He's not joking about the hunters or how dangerous it is. He almost killed you and Alison the other week. He would have if... if someone hadn't stopped him."

"If who hadn't stopped him," Jackson asked.

"I don't know who, I just know that someone did! And this alpha, he's no joke Jackson! The marks on my back that Mr. Argent was talking about, we both know you didn't do that, the alpha did it! He got me out of my house while I was sleeping and attacked me, he left me for dead in the woods. It's the same one that attacked us at the video store," Scarlet exclaimed. "I don't think you should do this. You could get hurt, or worse killed."

Jackson stopped the car and turned to look at her. "Scarlet, if I were like Scott, I could protect you! I could keep you safe! I wouldn't let anyone hurt you again," Jackson said as he took her hands. "I want this, more than you know. Scott is going to get it for me, and I am going to use it to its full potential. You'll see, everything will be fine."

Jackson squeezed her hands and pulled her closer to him. She wrapped her arms around him, letting him hold her close. She needed the comfort now, everything was going to pieces faster than she could have ever imagined.