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"Why does this need to be happening right when I need her to be okay?" Scott says, looking at Stiles with a look of concentration.
"Scott, go. I'll get her to your mom." Stiles says, patting him on the shoulder.
"Okay. I called the twins. They're on their way." Scott says, heading out of the door. "Stiles?" He says, turning back around. Stiles looks up as Scott puts his head down. "Hurry." Scott says, taking off through the door and down the hall. Brian follows and the twins come in as Brian is leaving.
"We need to get her to Melissa. Now." Stiles said, as Ethan and Aiden, or the twins, come and help get me to the car.
"Aly, sit with her in the way back." Stiles said, as Aly nods and jumps into the back of the car with me. One of the twins is sitting up front with Stiles and the other in the backseat making sure Aly and I are doing okay. Stiles and Ethan are whispering up front.
"Does she know?" Ethan whispers to Stiles, and Stiles sighs and shakes his head no.
"What?" Aiden says, leaning closer to them.
"We've kept it from them for a reason." Stiles said, turning on the music in the far back of the car.
"Why?" Aiden asks.
"Better yet, how?" Ethan chimes in.
"This is why. Everything that's happened wasn't supposed to happen but it is, so there really is no hiding it much longer. It's only a matter of time..." Stiles said, pulling into Scott's driveway.
"We'll help you bring her in, and then we'll stand watch." Aiden says trying to be helpful. They all bring me into the house where Melissa is waiting with Stiles' dad is there too.
"She-" Stiles says, but Melissa interrupts.
"I know what happened. Scott called me." She says, starting to check me over and see if there's any physical injuries.
"Dad?" Stiles says, looking at his dad.
"Melissa called me in..." He says, looking down at me. Stiles shakes his head and asks his dad to follow him. They go down the narrow hall and into the kitchen.
"Do you think...do you think that Derek did this?" Stiles asks, looking confused.
"Honestly, I really don't even know what to think Stiles." He says, turning away and heading back down the hall. Stiles follows and Stiles calles Aly over.
"Yeah?" Aly says, walking over with a smile.
"Can we talk?" Stiles said, looking hopeful.
"Sure." Aly says, starting to wonder what was wrong. He brings her upstairs and takes a deep breath.
"Has...has Ashley mentioned anything about knowing anything at all?" Stiles asks, looking down at Aly who was sitting on the couch in the TV room upstairs.
"Not that I can recall."
"Nothing? Not even remotely close to accidently slipping up?"
"No."
"What about any nightmares or strange dreams?"
"No..." Aly says, looking down.
"What about any strange feelings? I know she sometimes gets strange feelings or vibes, and they usually turn out to be freaky accurate." Stiles said, taking a seat next to Aly.
"She did tell me about this one time that she was at home. Or she thought she was."
"What do you mean she thought?" Stiles says, starting to really listen.
"She said it was so real. But when she really came to, she was laying on the bench in the park downtown. She said something was in her house, but couldn't make out what it was. It wasn't chasing her or anything, but it was following her."
"Did it say anything?"
"She said it didn't speak, but that it would disappear in front of her and reappear right behind her. She said it's eyes glowed red and gold, and it would growl. Kind of like she described Derek Hale the other night..." Aly said, her voice trailing off.
"I GOT IT!" Stiles said, startling Aly.
"What?" Aly said, getting up.
"Derek Hale is trying to get inside her head..." Stiles said, his face turning a little pale as he realized the danger of it.