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Kinley woke up yet again in a place that she had no recollection of getting to. At least this time, it wasn't a hospital room. She looked around and saw the messy room of one Stiles Stilinski. Stiles was slumped over his desk, asleep and snoring. She glanced at the clock and it was around 5am. The sun was just coming into the bedroom, but the room was still pretty dark.
Kinley pulled the blanket off herself, and noticed that she was still in her clothes from yesterday. They were a little scuffed with dirt and blood, but they weren't too bad. Over the years, she had become very good at getting gore stains out of her clothes. These ones wouldn't prove much of a challenge.
She got out of the bed to check on Stiles. As she stepped off the bed, pain stunned her. Her ankle was throbbing. Then she remembered what happened last night when Derek's uncle Peter smacked her into a wall and caused her to twist her ankle. She couldn't believe it still hurt this much. She tried to ignore the pain and limped over to Stiles at his desk. She touched his shoulder, and he jumped so high out of his chair he smacked Kinley in the face.
"Ow!" Kinley yelled. "Stiles!"
"Oh god! Kin, sorry!" He said and got up from the chair. "I didn't know you were awake."
"You could've fooled me." She retorted holding her hand to her throbbing nose. "How did I get here?" She asked.
Stiles led her back to his bed before he answered her question. He watched her hurt ankle the whole way as if to make sure she wouldn't hurt it any further. Not that he could really do anything.
"I waited in front of the hospital for you. I saw Derek and Peter leave, but you never came out. So I went in to look for you." He explained.
"What? Stiles! I told you to leave!" She yelled.
"Yeah, and if I would've listened, you'd be alone on the floor of that hospital right now bleeding out or who knows." He argued.
"I wouldn't be bleeding out." Kinley muttered under her breath. She barely had any physical wounds besides her ankle and a couple bruises.
"It doesn't matter." He replied. "Someone needed to get you out of there, so I did."
Kinley got off the bed and closed her eyes and tried to calm herself down by pacing Stiles' room, but it didn't work at all. She began to slightly freak out and her words became frantic and quick. "What if they saw you when they came out? What if there were other wolves there watching, waiting for anyone to go in and get me. What if it was a trap? What if Jennifer saw you? What if...Stiles...I..." . She trailed off at the end not being able to get the words out. She just saw Stiles dead in a million different places in a million different ways all at once. She fought tears. She was not going to break down after another bad night. This was becoming pathetic. She was stronger than this. She always had been. She took a deep breathe and recomposed herself.
"Oh, oh God, I'm sorry," He sputtered, realizing how upset she really was. "I'm sorry." He said again. He moved her back to the bed and put his hand on her back. "But I couldn't just leave you there." Stiles whispered.
Kinley moved away from him on the bed and turned to face him directly. She was determined to have a steady voice as she spoke. She wiped any tears that may have still been on her face to look as serious and in control as possible to make Stiles listen. Of course, that didn't mean he would. "Yes, you could've and next time you will!" She demanded.
Stiles clenched his jaw and looked away from her as if to stop from saying something. He then threw his hands behind his head and stood up from the bed to look down at Kinley. "No, I couldn't and I won't." He stated angrily back to her and sounded somewhat like a child having a temper tantrum.
"Yes, you will!" Kinley stood to match him and she did match his child-like tone but not his height. He was a good half a foot taller than she was, so standing didn't make her anymore intimidating.
"No I won't!" He stated, still sounding like an angry kid, and he took a step closer to her to show he was not backing down.
"Yes. You. Will." Kinley replied and glared at him. She also took another step forward. They were inches apart now.
Stiles glared at her for a moment and then sighed and turned away from her. He seemed defeated and his tone became more somber. "Kin, don't you get it? I can't because I...because I..." He stammered and couldn't finish the sentence.
"You what?" She demanded and threw her hands in the air impatiently. What could possibly make him need to have to- but then her thoughts were cut off. Stiles quickly turned, grabbed the back of her neck with one hand, pulled her tightly to his body and kissed her. He placed his other hand on the side of her face and pulled her up to him. She was on her tiptoes following his hands and lips. He pulled away. Kinley was too stunned and breathless to say anything, and even if she could have thought of something to say, it wouldn't have mattered. Stiles walked out of his room and slammed the door.
What just happened? This came out of nowhere, right? They had been friends, always just friends. Kinley dropped on to Stiles' bed and was not sure what to do next. Also, Stiles had just left her in his room. So, she had no idea when she should go. If she left now, she would just follow him. Instead, she just remained on his bed until she felt enough time had passed to let him get a head start.
Kinley did the mature thing after what had happened between her and Stiles. The mature thing obviously being to avoid it altogether, right? Okay, so Kinley could handle physical confrontation with any demon creature, just not a verbal or emotional confrontation with an actual human person. Luckily, Stiles didn't seem to want to contact her either. However, she did get a fairly surprising phone call anyway.
Early that morning, Kinley was forced to forget about the Stiles thing at least for the time being when she got a call from Kate Argent, asking her to come over as soon as she could. She wasn't sure what could be so important this early in the morning, but she left Stiles' house and headed over to the Argent's quickly regardless. She left Stiles a note on his desk as she left, saying she would talk to him later. However, she just wasn't sure when later would be. She was pushing for years.
She got to the Argent house, and Kate led her into the garage.
"We have a lead on the second beta." Kate informed her. "We think it is one of the lacrosse players."
Kinley's heart started beating faster. Did they figure out it was Scott? How could they? He hadn't even been near the attacks lately. Her head went crazy with fear, but she tried to keep her face calm. She waited and prayed that Kate didn't say his name.
"We think it's Jackson Whitmore. You're friends with him, right?" She inquired.
Kinley's heart rate went down little and her breathing evened slightly. Of course, them thinking it was Jackson was still a problem, especially since Jackson knew it was Scott. The moment they confronted him, there was no reason why he wouldn't out Scott to save his own ass.
"I wouldn't exactly say 'friends.'" Kinley replied, remaining collect and even toned. "What makes you think it's him?"
"He has these claw marks on the back of his neck. I saw them at the lacrosse came last night. Usually, it takes a bite to change you, but if the claws go deep enough, that could cause the change too. We thought you could get close to him and see what you could find out."
Just as Kate was asking Kinley to do this, Allison walked into the garage. Thank god, Kinley thought. This gave her time to think of an excuse to not follow around Jackson. She really didn't want to do recon on him. He barely liked her as it was and stalking him was not going to help that.
"Oh, sorry." Allison said. "I didn't mean to interrupt."
"You're not interrupting." Kinley said. "I was just having coffee with your aunt. But we're finished now."
"Do you need something, Allison?" Kate asked. Kinley could tell that Kate was hiding the annoyance in her voice.
"Oh no, I was just looking for my bow. I wanted it for something today." Allison replied.
Kate lost all the aggravation she had with Allison when she heard this. She quickly went up to the wall and grabbed a bow for Allison from the garage wall lined with weapons and handed it to her.
"Hey Kinley, Lydia and I were going to go shopping and some other things. I was going to call and ask if you wanted to come but since you're already here...I mean you're welcome to join us." Allison asked.
"Oh." Kinley responded, surprised. Her and Allison had been at a little distant lately, ever since the night in the school. She wondered why she was asking her to do something now. Usually, Kinley would have said no, but this gave her an excuse to avoid Stiles for a little while and avoid Kate's assignment, so she readily agreed.
"Yeah, that sounds really fun." Kinley replied and looked at Kate for a confirmation that is was really okay to ditch out on her assignment of tailing Jackson and go with Allison.
"A girls day with a weapons. Who could say 'no' to that. You girls have fun, but be careful." Kate told them. Kate gave Kinley a stern look that meant keep an eye on Allison and make sure no one got hurt while they played with the deadly weaponry. Kinley nodded back
Kinley was slightly surprised that Kate was okay Kinley ditching her assignment, but then she realized that that Kate was just happy to see Allison with her bow in her hands again.
The three left the garage and Kinley waited by the door with Kate for Allison to get her jacket so they could head out.
"I'm going to have Chris check on Jackson. But still keep an eye on him? We have to be vigilant about these things." Kate said.
"Yeah, sure." Kinley replied.
"Also, I've been leaving some 'hints' for Allison to find out about our little family secret. But I still don't want you to say anything. She'll get her answers when she needs to. I want them to come from family. Okay?"
"Not a problem." Kinley replied and then Allison started walking down the stairs.
"Ready to go?" Allison asked.
"Yup." Kinley replied, and they left to go and pick up Lydia.
As Kinley left with Allison, she sent Stiles a quick text to watch out for Jackson and to not let Chris Argent near him. She thought she would hear something back since this was kind of a big deal, but she didn't hear anything back.
Kinley knew that Allison wanted to use her bow for practice today, but she didn't expect to have Lydia hiking through the woods with them. She thought target practice might be later in the day after all the girly nonesense. The whole scene was just very odd. Lydia was in low heels and a dress traipsing through the woods, looking very out of place and Kinley and Allison were trudging through the trail like it was nothing. This group didn't belong in the woods together.
Lydia and Kinley just followed Allison until she stopped. Allison threw down the weapons and turned to Kinley and Lydia. They were in an open part of the woods that had one large tree at the end. Kinley guessed that was their target.
"Allison, when you said you needed to stop for an errand before we went shopping, a 5 mile hike in the woods was not what I was expecting." Lydia told her, out of breathe.
Allison just turned around and ignored Lydia's complaining. "Oh before I forget, I wanted to ask if you're okay with something. Jackson asked me to the winter formal."
"Did he?" Lydia replied. Kinley could see the strain in Lydia's face. Lydia was trying to remain cool even though she probably wanted to kill Allison with the bow at that moment.
"Yeah." Allison replied. "Just as friends. But I wanted to make sure you're okay with it first." Allison told her.
"Wait," Kinley interrupted when she realized she had no idea what was going on. Last time she checked, Lydia and Jackson were a couple. She really had been out of the loop for a while. "Did you and Jackson break-up, Lydia?"
"We decided to go different ways." Lydia told her nonchalantly while examining her nails to further try and show that she did not care. Kinley could tell she did. "It was mutual which is why that's fine if Allison wants to go with him" Lydia continued. "...as long as it's just friends." She added quickly.
"Well yeah, It's not like I would take him to Coach's office during lacrosse practice to make out with him or anything." Allison said and then looked at Kinley with a devilish glare.
"Whoa, hey," Kinley replied. "I can explain that."
Allison raised a skeptical eyebrow.
"Scott was not in his right mind that day and the moment we kissed, I pushed him off. I don't know what was happening, but before he kissed me, he asked if there was a possibility that you still had feelings for him." Kinley explained quickly and probably incoherently. "I swear neither one of us wanted what happened."
Allison laughed which thoroughly confused Kinley. "Don't worry. I'm not mad. I'm just happy to know that you wouldn't lie to me, especially about something important." When Allison said those last few words, Kinley could tell she was not just talking about Scott anymore. Kinley ignored it.
"So are we shooting arrows or what?" Kinley asked and picked up one of the arrows to change the subject.
Allison had brought a variety of different arrows along with the bow. Kinley knew what all of the different kinds of arrows did, but it seemed Allison and Lydia did not. Apparently, now was the time for Allison to test them all out. A few were just the armor piercing ones, and those landed in the tree, and became impossible to get out. Then she grabbed one of the flash bomb arrows.
"What does that do?" Lydia asked as Allison screwed on the flash arrow.
"We're about to find out." Allison replied.
"Maybe not those." Kinley jumped in without thinking. How was she going to explain that she knew what those were. "I mean they look more dangerous than the other ones. We don't want anyone to get hurt." She said and fumbled with her words.
"What's the worst that could happen." Allison replied. Kinley had no answer without revealing too much, and so she had no choice but let Allison do what she wanted. Allison then aimed the bow at the trees, pulled back her arm, and released the arrow. The arrow struck the tree and a burst of white light flooded out of it. All three girls jumped and covered their faces. Then after a few seconds, the arrow just burned while being stuck in the tree.
"What the hell was that?" Lydia asked and was unable to look away from the burning arrow.
"I don't know." Allison replied and then looked at Kinley like she knew something.
"I told you it looked dangerous." was all Kinley could come up with to say.
Allison was staring down Kinley, waiting for more of an answer. Kinley looked away and ignored Allison's intense stare. She wouldn't reveal anything to Allison. She promised and she was going to keep that promise. Of course, Allison knew a lot more than Kate even realized. Allison had put together that Kinley was a key to finding some of the answers she was looking for. And if Allison was the girl Kinley had known her to be, she was not going to give up any time soon. Kinley was trapped in the middle and did not like it at all.
Lydia interrupted the awkward moment they were sharing. "Any more lethal weapons you wanna try out?" Lydia asked sarcastically.
Before they could answer, both Kinley and Allison heard something. Allison handed her bow off to Lydia. "Hold this." She told Lydia.
"What? Why?" Lydia asked, freaked out by both Kinley and Allison's sudden change in demeanor.
"Because I thought I heard something." Allison replied.
"So what if you heard something?" Lydia replied.
"So I want to find out what it is." Allison told Lydia and started walking away, Kinley had no choice but to follow. Allison only had an idea of what could be out there. Kinley knew.
"Don't worry, it's probably nothing." Kinley reassured Lydia before she walked away with Allison
"Well what if that nothing is something and that something is dangerous?" Lydia asked.
Without even turning around Allison said, "Shoot it." and continued to where she heard the sound.
The two girls walked slowly barely making any noise as they moved. Allison really had been trained without knowing it, Kinley decided.
"Are you sure we should be looking for trouble?" Kinley asked in a low whisper.
"You didn't have to follow me." Allison replied, slightly angry.
Kinley just rolled her eyes and followed the girl. Allison was nothing if not determined. Allison's family secrets were finally getting to the girl and she was beginning to rebel. Kinley hoped they told her soon or they would have one angry teenager on their hands.
They walked a little farther out of the clearing and were in a heavy wooded area with lots of trees for cover. Both Allison and Kinley heard a stick break, and they turned quickly to see. Allison had something in her jacket and pulled it out as she turned around to face whatever was behind them. Then without even looking, she tasered it. Kinley had to admit Allison had good reflexes, but she still needed to learn to pay attention because what she shot was not anything harmful, well not harmful to her. It was Scott.
Scott dropped to the ground instantly and began to convulse. "Scott?" Allison whispered to herself. "Scott!" Allison said as she actually realized what she did. She ran over to him and Kinley could tell Allison felt horrible.
"Trigger finger!" Scott said through his groans of pain.
Allison looked at her hand and said, "Oh god!" and dropped the taser. "Oh god, oh god. I'm so, so, so sorry." She told Scott as she knelt by his side.
Kinley stood a little bit back, and she knew it was awful, but tried not to laugh. Allison had just tasered her first werewolf who just happened to be her ex-boyfriend. It shouldn't be funny, but it was. Kinley stifled her laughter.
"Ohh. No, it's my fault. Totally my fault." Scott said.
Allison ignored his statement. "Are you okay?" She asked.
"Yeah, I'm fine." Scott replied but convulsed half-way through the sentence.
Kinley stifled another laugh. This was not funny. This was not funny. She chanted in her head.
"I didn't know it was you. If I would have know it was you, I..." Allison started.
Scott cut her off. "Still would have pulled the trigger?" Scott joked. At least Scott was also seeing the humor in this situation.
Allison laughed a little, but she was clearly still worried about Scott. "No! Of course not." She answered him. "Seriously, I-I'm so sorry." She repeated. She pulled the two ends of the taser off of Scott. He grunted in pain but seemed okay. "Are you sure you're okay?" Allison asked again.
"Yeah," Scott replied. "I think so." Scott propped himself up on his elbows, looking much better.
"So what were you doing here anyway, Scott?" Kinley asked and raised an eyebrow. "Were you following us?" She joked.
Scott didn't seem to like the joke. "No. Not at all." He said quickly, trying to convince Allison that he was definitely not doing that in any way. Kinley was having a hard time keeping a straight face while he answered. "Um your dad told me that you run this trail sometimes, and I was hoping to catch you alone." He said and on the last word 'alone' looked at Kinley like she was not welcome.
"By following me?" Allison asked.
"Well...yeah." Scott admitted and gave Allison a shy smile.
"What for?" Allison asked.
"Well..." Scott started to say and then reached into his pocket. "I found this at school." He pulled the necklace that he had stolen from Allison's room out of his pocket.
Allison gasped. "Thank god! I was beginning to think it was stolen" She told Scott and began to put the necklace back on.
"No, no, not stolen." Scott said and couldn't help but look at Kinley. "Definitely not stolen by anyone." He said very unconvincingly. Kinley rolled her eyes at the love struck puppy. He could barely lie to Allison. Allison, however, was too excited to have her necklace back to notice Scott's horrible lying skills.
"Well thanks you for finding it." She told him. "And for bringing it."
"You don't think I'm a total stalker now, do you?" Scott asked.
It took everything in Kinley not to groan at his statement. He was really worried about that right now? He really needs to sort out his priorities.
Allison jokingly thought about his question before she answered. "Hmm...no. I just think you're weird. Like you always are." Allison told him.
Scott fully sat up and looked at Allison. Kinley now felt very uncomfortable like she was invading on a personal moment. "I'm just gonna go check on Lydia. You guys get back to...ah...bye." She stammered and left the two lovebirds alone.
Kinley wandered back to Lydia who was standing frozen with the bow. She walked up to the terrified girl and took the bow from her hands. They then waited for Allison's return. She was expecting it to be awhile before Allison showed back up to the clearing where Lydia and Kinley were waiting, but she arrived only moments after Kinley.
"What happened?" Lydia asked.
"Nothing. Scott just found my necklace and gave it back." Allison answered. "You two ready to go and shop?" She asked.
The two other girls nodded and they all walked out of the forest.
The three girls went shopping for dresses for the formal and none of them found anything. It felt like torture to Kinley. She hated trying on clothes, and she was pretty sure that she was not going to the formal anyway. Since they didn't have any luck, they decided that they would try another store on another day. Kinley really didn't want to, but Lydia did not really give people choices when it came to these sort of things. They were more like demands.
Allison dropped Lydia off at home first and then was going to take Kinley home but pulled off to the side of the road before they reached the motel.
"What are you doing?" Kinley asked and was somewhat scared of the response she was going to get.
"I want to talk to you about something." She said.
"Okay." Kinley replied and turned to face Allison. Kinley knew what this was going to be about and was not sure how she was going to handle it.
They sat there awhile in silence. Allison just kept looking at her hands.
"Are you sure 'talk' wasn't code for 'sit here?'" Kinley asked.
Allison came out of her daze and looked at her. "Sorry, I just...this is a little hard to start. I know I have been a bit of a bitch to you today." She told Kinley
"I really didn't notice." Kinley lied.
Allison laughed. "It's just that. I don't want you to think I'm crazy or that what I'm about to say is ridiculous."
"I promise, I won't." Kinley said very seriously.
Allison exhaled like she was ready to let everything out. "It's about my family, and I think you might know more than I do which I realize sounds crazy enough."
"Okay, tell me what you know." Kinley replied because she didn't want to reveal anything more than she had to. Kate would not be happy, and it might put Allison in more danger.
"A little while ago, I caught them in a lie. A small one. When my aunt first arrived, she had car trouble, and my dad said it was a flat tire, but she said she needed a jump start." Allison told her.
Kinley knew what night she was talking about. This was night that Kate got attacked by the alpha. The night her window got smashed in from the claw coming through it.
"Maybe they just got confused. That doesn't sound too inconceivable." Kinley replied.
"Yeah, that's what I thought, too. And then I found glass on her car like her window had been smashed in." Allison replied and took a moment to assess Kinley's reaction.
Kinley kept silent, hoping Allison had more or she would just have to lie to the poor girl. She really didn't want to lie, but If this was all she was basing her attitude on, it was barely even circumstantial. She would have to lie.
"I've been overhearing some strange conversations." Allison continued. "I think some of it has to do with Derek. I think that he's not..."
Kinley cut her off. That was all she needed to hear to know that this was no longer a conversation Allison should be having with her. "You shouldn't be telling me about this. You should go to your Dad." Kinley told her.
"I would. I've tried, but both my parents brush me off."
Kinley almost didn't want to say it, but Allison did have a right to know what her family was doing, especially now that it would affect her. She was no longer a third party. It was her ex-boyfriend that they would soon enough be after. And Kinley knew that Kate might not be the best person to go to. She was more than a little unpredictable and trigger happy, but she was the only one that would tell Allison the truth.
"What about your Aunt?" Kinley suggested.
"I thought about that, but I was wondering if you would come with me. She trusts you and talks about how great a friend you could be to me. I think she would be more willing to reveal more if you were there."
"Oh," was all Kinley could think to say. Allison looked at her pleadingly. "I would. Really, I would, but I think this might be something that you deal with alone. It's between you and your family. I have a feeling that if you go to Kate, she'll tell you the truth." Kinley told the very confused girl.
"Are you sure?" Allison asked.
"Yes, I am. And if they don't, come back to me, and I will let you know what I know. I swear though, it's better if you hear it from them. There are reasons for secrets and lies. They're there to keep you safe. If your family thinks you not knowing is best, I don't want to contradict them, but I also won't lie for them either. So, it'll be your choice to get answers if they don't tell you." Kinley warned.
Allison nodded. She then started the car and drove Kinley home.
"Thank you." Allison told her as Kinley got out of the car.
"No problem." Kinley replied and shut Allison's car door.
Kinley had come home and lounged a bit. Her uncle was still gone, researching a nearby case and Penn was doing homework. Penn informed her that she was having a friend over soon, and Kinley took that as find somewhere else to be. Kinley had no problem with that. She decided she would just start her evening insomnia walk early tonight.
As she headed out the door, she saw Greenberg coming up the walkway to the motel. So that was Penn's new 'friend'. She said hi and continued walking. She had barely been wandering 10 minutes when her phone vibrated in her pocket. She looked at the screen and saw Stiles was calling. She ignored it and let it go to voice-mail. If it was important, he would tell her. Moments later her phone buzzed again indicating a voice-mail.
"Hey, uh, I know things are weird between us right now, but I was wondering if I could join you on your nightly wanderings? I...I've just had a...a...um...bad night at home and need to get out. Let me know. Bye." Stiles said and the voice-mail ended.
Without a moments hesitation, Kinley dialed Stiles' number. "Hey," she said and there was a brief amount of silence. Instead of waiting for him to say anything she just said,"I'm on Posey street right by the bowling alley. I'll wait here."
She heard him let out a breath. "Okay, be there in a few." He said and then hung up.
Kinley waited on a nearby bench for Stiles. Seven minutes later he pulled up in his Jeep and got out.
Kinley got up off the bench and walked toward Stiles. He didn't look like the normal Stiles that she was used to. Even in a crisis, he always had this glint in his eye of amusement. There was no amusement now. He almost looked a little dead. She walked more quickly to him and wrapped her arms around him. He let some of his weight fall onto her. She was strong enough to handle it. She didn't let go until he let her go.
"So how was your day with the girls." He asked as he pulled away from her. He began to walk down the street the way Kinley always went when she took her walks. He somehow knew which way she went.
"It was fun." She replied and fell in step with Stiles as they walked. "Well, sort of. We went formal dress shopping. So Lydia had fun." Kinley replied, trying to make Stiles smile.
"That's nice." He said, and it came out relatively monotone.
"How are you?" She tried to change the subject.
He ignored her attempt. "Did you guys find anything?" He asked and kicked a rock in front of him.
"No but we're going again sometime this week. Of course, I'm not sure why I'm going with them. I've never been one for formals." She replied.
"Huh." He said and nodded. Then they walked in silence for a while.
"How was your day?" She asked again,trying to get him to open up.
"Do you mind if we just walk?" He asked.
Kinley shook her head no, and they continued in silence.
Kinley never found out what happened that night. He didn't want to talk about it then, and she was not going to make him. She figured out it had something to do with his dad when he mentioned he knew more things about the case. But Stiles never went into detail about how he got that information from his dad. All Kinley knew was that he was upset, and that he needed a friend. It's all she needed to know.
That night the two of them walked in silence around Beacon Hills just being there for one another. He just needed a friend and a distraction and she was happy to be that for him. She remembered nights in her life where she wished she had a Stiles to call upon like this. So she had no trouble just walking in silence until he wanted to go home.
They were completing their third circle around the town when Stiles phone rang. Kinley saw that it was Scott.
"Hey!" Stiles said in his usual tone. Kinley guessed he didn't want Scott to know he was hurting. "What!?" Stiles said. Whatever Scott said, it was big and most likely terrifying news by Stiles reaction. "How?...Fine...Wait, I think I have an idea. What kind of car does he have?...Okay, where are they? ...Just give me a few minutes, and I think I can do something." Stiles hung up the phone and looked at Kinley. "Scott's mom is out with Derek's Uncle."
"What!?" Kinley replied in the same tone Stiles' just said it.
"That's what I said." He quickly started walking to where he parked the jeep. "We have to go and stop it. He said they were going to a restaurant close by. If we can get to them before they get there, maybe we can do something."
"Do something, like what? Hit him with your car?" Kinley said as a joke, but Stiles looked at her like that was a possible plan. "No, we are not hitting him with your car!" Kinley shouted.
They made it back to the jeep and climbed in. Stiles peeled away so fast that the tires screeched. He drove toward the restaurant and found Peter's car. As they followed it, Peter pulled over for some reason. Kinley and Stiles looked at each other. Did Peter know they were following him, Kinley thought. Stiles shrugged and then got that glint back in his eye. He had an idea and most likely a bad idea. He drove closer and closer until it looked like he was going to hit Peter's car. Then Kinley realized that he really was going to hit Peter's car. Before she could tell him no, he banged into the bumper of Peter's silver sedan.
"Are you serious!?" She asked him. He just shrugged and jumped out of the car to face Mrs. McCall.
"Oh, are you kidding me!? Stiles!" yelled as she walked around to the back of the car to see the damage.
"Mrs. McCall?" He asked, lying through his teeth as he got out of the car. Kinley hopped out too to see what exactly Stiles plan was.
"Yes!" Mrs. McCall responded.
"Wow this is crazy." Stiles said. "What a coincidence, huh?"
Kinley watched Peter, and it looked like he was saying something, but Kinley couldn't hear it. Maybe Scott could though. He must be around here somewhere. Kinley walked behind Stiles Jeep, and as she walked, she heard Stiles say something about Mrs. McCall and Peter coming out of nowhere and Mrs. McCall just yelled in response. Stiles was really good at being a distraction. Stiles then suggested calling the cops which Kinley knew Peter would not like. She found Scott behind the jeep crouched down, and he looked like he was intently listening. Kinley saw a look of horror cross his face, and then he jumped up.
"Whoa, where are you going?" She asked him.
"Jackson. Derek has Jackson, and I think he is gonna kill him." Scott said and then took off.
Kinley didn't even want to stop him. She wanted to follow him and help. Maybe she could get through to Derek on how stupid he was being for trusting Peter all of a sudden. However, she did not get her chance to follow Scott because just then Kate Argent called. Kinley ignored the first call, but she just kept calling and not leaving a voice-mail. So, she finally answered the phone.
"Yes," Kinley said.
"I need a favor and you owe me." Kate said quickly.
"I owe you?" Kinley questioned.
"Allison came to me today and said that you told her to come talk to me about her concerns with the family. I told you not to say anything."
"And I didn't. She knew something was going on, Kate, and I wasn't going to be the one to tell her. Besides, didn't you want her to know? This is what you told me to do." Kinley answered.
"Yes, but I needed her to figure out more or Chris would know I was the one who ruined his little girl. So now you owe me. You sped up my plan. She needs answers, and I want to give them to her. I just need a little visual aid." Kate replied cryptically. "I'm taking care of my teaching supply. So I need you to bring Allison to the Hale house, so I can show her what our family is about. She's at the house. She'll be waiting for you."
"Okay," She replied. "And what do you mean by visual..." Kinley began but heard nothing but on the other end of her phone.
Kinley ran back to Stiles and Mrs. McCall. "Hey, Stiles, I have to run and do something. You have this handled?" She asked. Stiles nodded, and Kinley walked back to the motel to get her car. She drove to Allison's and saw that the dark haired girl was sitting on her front porch waiting.
"Do you know what this is about?" Allison asked as she got in the car.
"Not really. Your aunt just told me to pick you up and then drop you at the Hale house. She didn't say anything else.
Allison and Kinley didn't say much on the ride over either. They pulled up in front of the Hale house and saw Kate waiting for them. The two girls got out of the car, Kate walked up to them and blindfolded them, and then told them to get back in the car. They drove for 10 minutes in no discernible direction, and then were led out of the car and into a someplace that smelled moist and slightly like sewage. Kate took the blindfolds off the girls and led them to a large metal sliding door.
"You know how every family has its secrets. Ours are a little different." Kate told Allison and then pulled the door open to reveal a large concrete room with a metal bars hanging on the far wall. There was one chair, a desk, and a voltage machine in the room. There was also Derek strung up on the wall and hooked up to the voltage machine. Kinley now knew what Kate meant by visual aid.
Allison slowly stepped into the room after Kate and stared at the creature on the wall. Derek roared in response. How was Kinley going to get him out of this one? She didn't even know where she was.