DISCLAIMER

I only own my OC, Amelia Ashbel. I'm sorry in advance if any characters act differently. I hope you enjoy (: I was thinking Nina Dobrev, Selena Gomez, or Sasha Pieterse to play Mia. Now I' thinking Brenda Song. Review who you want! This chapter is going to be Ep. 6 & Ep. 7, just a warning, but it is a long chapter! I also know the majority of you so far are shipping for Derek, but until I get enough Derek I will add some Stiles moments in there. And also there probably won't be that much Derek this season ): Mainly because he was portrayed as the criminal. If Derek does become the majority it will happen in Season 2. Until then there will be flirting between Stiles and Mia.

Ch. 3: Wolverine

I decided to go on a walk in the woods. I couldn't really run, but I didn't have anything else to do. Also I hate sitting still. I like exploring. I just sort of walked in the woods and thought about things. Like what I was supposed to do this week. Some time songs that pump me up. Or I just needed to not focus and just sort of point all my attention of my actions. I don't really know what I was doing out here today.

"How did you get those crutches." I turned around as quickly as I could on the crutches to see Derek.

"Seriously, dude? You need to give people a warning before you sneak up on them." He took a few steps forward.

"That kind of defeats the purpose." I thought about it for a second.

"Yeah. Well, don't sneak up on people." I lightly smacked him with one of my crutches and he rolled his eyes.

"How did you get the crutches?"

"Ran into a car."

"Ran into a car?"

"There was a car going backwards. Someone was behind it. I pushed them out of the way." He raised his eyebrows.

"Impressive." I rolled my eyes.

"What do you want, Derek?" His face turned serious.

"I want you to stay out of the woods."

"The animal is dead. They shot it last night in the school parking lot. I know. I was there." I said crossing my arms.

"It's still not safe."

I smirked. "You want to tell me why?" He didn't answer. I scoffed. "Derek, you do realize if you don't give me a reason I'm just going to keep coming back." I pointed out with a sweet voice. He groaned.

"Teenagers never listen." He muttered.

I put on an amused smirk. "And how old are you? You look at most 21." He didn't answer. I took in a breath, and before I could help myself. "I'm sorry!" He looked at me confused. "I googled you." I said softly. I saw his eyes harden.

"You googled me?" He scoffed.

"I got curious." I said defending myself.

"And what did you find out?"

"I found out you're alone." I said softly. "My parents are dead too." I admitted. "They were killed by an animal too." I saw his eyes. I couldn't tell what was going through his mind. I crossed my arms. Did I cross the line? Did he not want to talk about it?

We just sort of stood there. He was just looking at me, and I couldn't stop looking at his eyes. They were a certain green that I couldn't tear myself from. Filled with some sort of an emotion. "Mia, you need to stay out of these woods, and if I were you I would get rid of that necklace." He said after about 3 minutes. Then he just walked away.

It was monday now. The weekend went by fast as usual. My foot felt a lot better, and I think it was healing quicker than Mrs. McCall said it would. I could move it around it was just sore to walk on it. I think after today I could walk on it again. Though today was monday, meaning school. Eurg.

Stiles and I met over the weekend. It was really short, but he offered me a ride today since I couldn't really drive for the rest of the week. I didn't have any other choice that to say yes. I was just waiting outside my house for him now.

Then I saw his jeep pull up. He stopped and I hopped in. "Hey, Stiles." I said happily.

"Hey, Mia. How are the crutches?" He asked looking at them.

I smiled. "I think I'm healing pretty quick actually. I walked on my foot a little bit in my house. It was slightly sore, and I don't want to risk anything, but I think today is my last day." I said with a smile. His eyes widened a little bit.

"Great! That's great!" I smiled. Then he started to drive.

"So, what did you do this weekend, Stilinski?" I asked.

"Not much." It kind of almost sounded like he was lying, but I didn't say anything. Soon enough we pulled into the school.

"Thanks for the ride, Stiles. I'll see you in Chemistry." I got out of his car and got my crutches. I got onto the sidewalk and eventually got into the school. As soon as I got in a redhead appeared in front of me.

"I love that necklace." I picked up my necklace. Wow, lots of people actually notice that necklace. "What's your name? I don't recognize you."

"I'm new. My name's Mia." I said with an awkward smile.

"You have potential. Get rid of the crutches, put on a skirt." She cocked her head as if she was imagining it. "I'm Lydia, and you'll be my prodigy." She said not looking at my face, but more at my outfit. "Also we'll have to burn those jeans." I looked down at my jeans. They were ripped jeans. I liked these jeans.

Then she looped my arm. "Come on, Mia. We have work to do." Okay? Then she started pulling me along which was very awkward with crutches. Eventually she left to go to her locker. A soon as she left I let out a breath of relief. That girl was a handful. As soon as I turned around Scott was there.

"Oh my god!" I said putting a hand over my heart. "You scared me." I said laughing slightly now. He had huge these huge puppy eyes right now.

"Why do you look like someone just shot a panda bear?" I asked slightly amused.

"Are you okay?" I smiled confused at him.

"Yeah, I'm fine. Why?"

"Your foot?" He said sort of motioning to it. "Is it permanent?" I let out a small laugh.

"No, not at all. I twisted it. I'll be out of these crutches tomorrow. Don't worry Scott, it is very temporary." I teased and lightly smacked him with the crutches. He gave me a big smile like he won the lottery.

"Really, thank you. Thank you." He grabbed my shoulder then ran away. I raised my eyebrows. "Well that was strange." Then I turned around and there was the redhead. "Oh my god! Why does everyone do that!?" I said loudly. She rolled her eyes and put her hands on her hips.

"Come on, we're going to lunch." She said in amusement. Then she went beside me. I'm trapped. I started walking down the aisle. We sat down. I got some muffins. I love muffins. Then a brunette girl sat with us. I looked up to look at her better.

"Alison." I said with a smile. She looked at me.

"Mia, what are you doing here?" She didn't sound mad, more like surprised, but happy surprised.

"Lydia dragged me here." I explained and looked at the redhead. Alison smirked at me.

"Well while you're here you can help me with my project." She said in slight amusement. "We have to do a project that somehow relates to our family." I nodded listening. Then she got out this ancient looking book and started reading. "It's called the Beast of Gevaudan."

"The what of who?" Lydia asked with a fork in the air, and I smirked. I heard some legends about him, but I mostly forget.

"The Best of Gevaudan. Listen. A quadruped wolf like monster crawling the mountains of south areas of France during the years 1764 to 1767." I nodded. I love mythology. Like the Percy Jackson books, and the Kane Chronicles. I used to compare myself to Carter all the time.

"Lebet killed over a 100 people becoming so infamous that King Louis the XV sent one of his best hunters to try and kill it." Alison looked up at us. I liked this stuff. I was sitting on my elbows.

Lydia on the other hand was not so interested. "Boring."

"Even the church declared the monster was a messenger of Satan." Alison said again trying to impress Lydia.

"Hmm." I think Alli got her there. "Still boring." Or nah.

"Cryptozoologists believe it was a subspecies of a predator. Possibily missanokan."

"Slipping into a coma bored." I got to go with Lydia on that one. I had no idea what any of those words meant.

"While some people believe it was a powerful sorcerer who could shape shift into a man eating monster." Now that one was interesting.

"Any of this have anything to deal with your family." Lydia said throwing a hand up.

"This. It is believed that Lebet was finally trapped and killed by a renowned hunter who claimed his wife and four children were first to fall prey to the creature. His name was Argent." I nodded.

"Cool story." I said nodding my head.

"Your ancestors killed a big wolf. So what?" Lydia was very hard to please.

"Not just a big wolf." Alison flipped through the book. "Take a look at this picture." She held up the book. "What does it look like to you?" I could see what she was trying to get us to see. A werewolf. It had red glowing eyes, and it had the body of a man. I didn't believe in werewolves though.

I turned to Lydia. She seemed almost scared. "Lydia?" I asked.

Alison looked at her too. "Lydia?" She said more firmly. Lydia looked up.

"It looks like a big bad wolf. See you in History." Then she got up and left.

"If it's any consolation; I think it's really cool." I said shrugging. She gave me a smile.

"How did you get crutches?" She asked worriedly.

"Oh, just an accident." I didn't feel like explaining it again.

She looked at me. I was usually a good liar. Maybe she just didn't believe I just fell over. Then she got up. "I'm going to go talk to Scott. I haven't talked to him for a while. I'll see you later." She got up and got her books. Then I saw Stiles get up and walk away. "Scott?" Allison said. Then Scott got up and ran away.

Okay, Scott was being very odd. I just sort of walked around. I had no other classes today. I finished most of my credits, so I didn't have a lot of classes to take. I wandered on to the lacrosse field. "Son of a Bitch!" I turned around at the sudden exclamation to see Stiles and Scott, and what the hell are those two idiots doing? Stiles was throwing lacrosse balls at him.

I saw Stiles nodding and smiling. What the hell? Then he looked around, and saw me staring at hip. I crossed my arms and cocked my hip. "I don't even want to know." I called out and walked away.

I think I'm just going to go home. I got there, and I got my homework done. I ate dinner. It was probably 8 now. Then I felt my phone buzz. I picked it out of my pocket. Meet me at the school. -Derek Derek? I'm guessing he wanted to talk about what I said earlier. Why the school though? I had nothing else to do.

I don't think I need my crutches anymore either. I feel fine. I put them against the chair I was sitting on and walked outside and got in my car. I drove to the school. It was winter so it was already pitch black. I saw cars around the school. An unfamiliar camaro, Lydia's beetle, and Stiles's jeep. What are they doing here? Maybe it's like prank night.

I got out of my car and walked towards the school. The chains guarding the door were cut in half, and there was a pair of garden clippers or something on the ground. I walked hesitantly towards the school. They broke in.

I walked slowly in the school and I heard the door close behind me. I whirled around in surprise. I thought there was a door stopper. I turned around again and started walking. Where was I suppose to meet them?

I had walked around for a while till I heard a growl behind me. What? The mountain lion was dead. I knew you weren't suppose to make eye contact with predators. Slowly I reached down to my right boot and picked out a small dagger I always kept in my shoe. It was just habit. I always had one when I went to a different country, just for protection. It ended up being a hobby.

I got back to standing up. Then I heard it running. Against my better judgement I started sprinting as fast I could. Then I got to a door to the outside. When I tried to push it open it didn't budge, and I was pressed up against the door.

Then I felt something on my side. It was claws, but that's not a paw. There was five. It was a hand. It was like Freddy Krueger! Shit! I just kind of stood there unsure of what to do. Then another hand went up to my neck and picked up my necklace. Okay, what's the fascination with this necklace. I heard whoever it was snarl and then they pressed their claws into my side. I screamed. Then they kept moving them around, breaking my skin. All I could do was scream. I had no conceivable thought.

Then I felt the hand stop moving. I was able to think. I didn't look back as I shoved the knife into the person's shoulder. I heard them roar. I kicked them away with my foot and turned and ran away without looking back, because if you look back they're going to show up in front of you.

I ran into the boy's bathroom and locked the door. I don't know why, but I always wanted to see what it was like in there. Oh, they had stalls and urinals. I don't know if I could use a urinal if I was a boy. Aren't they like self conscious? Of like…their thing? Okay, not the time.

I dialed 911 quickly and held the phone up to my ear. I ran into a stall and locked the door. I don't know why, but this made me feel safer. The operator picked up. "911, how may I help you?"

"Please, my name is Amelia Ashbel. I'm trapped at Beacon Hills High. Somethings in here, I don't know what. Please, help me?" I said quickly. I heard the woman sigh.

"Miss, we were alerted that there was going to be prank calls about a break in at the high school."

"What?" I asked in disbelief. "N-No, please. I'm telling the truth-" She cut me off.

"If you call again I will have you arrested." Then she hung up on me. Oh my fucking god. The police just hang up on me. I don't think that's legal. I just kind of sank into the stall. What should I do? I don't want to risk going out there again, but no one would help me. Should I call again? If they came here to the school to arrest me they would see that I'm not lying. Then I felt a huge flash of pain.

I went back to my side. Oh my god. There was a lot of blood. I felt nauseous. I'm bleeding. A lot. Oh my god. I need to do something. Should I just try and wait till school opens? But what if that thing gets out and kills them. Then I would be responsible. I need to do something. But what?

ALISON POV:

I watched Lydia dial the number into the phone. "Hi, we're at Beacon Hills High School. We're trapped and we need you too-" She paused. "But," What? "She hung up on me."

"The police hung up on you?" I asked in disbelief.

"She said that they got a tip about a fake break in at the high school. She said if me or Mia called again she'll have us arrested."

"Wait, Mia called?" Stiles asked taking a few steps forward. "Is she in the school?" I ran over to the window. There was another car now. A mini cooper.

"Oh my god, her car's in the parking lot. She's in the school too."

AMELIA POV:

I was just breathing heavily and trying to stop the bleeding on my side with toilet I felt my phone buzz. I took it out. It was from Alison. Wait, maybe she was here too. Why didn't I think to text Stiles, or Lydia, or Scott?

Mia, are you in the school too?

I quickly texted her back, Yes, are you here too?

Meet us in the Chemistry Lab

I have to get to the Chemistry lab. I got my knife out. I stood up. I wrapped the toilet paper around my torso covering most of the wound, but it was already falling apart from the blood. I slowly got out of the stall. I needed to get upstairs. I walked against the walls slowly. When I got to the stairs I went fast on my tiptoes trying to make as least noise as possible. The Chemistry room is just around the corner. I put the knife back in my boot. I ran over to the door and knocked quickly.

No one answered. "Alison?" I said quietly. What if this was a trick? What if it was however attacked me earlier? Then the door opened quickly. Alison was there. I ran in and hugged her.

"Oh my god, Mia you're bleeding."

"I didn't need to be told that." I said and released her. I looked around. Scott, Stiles, Jackson, Lydia. They were all here. We were trapped. Stiles walked over to me and lifted my head up.

"Are you okay?" He was looking at my face for injuries. When he saw my side his eyes widened. I looked down. It was so heavy that my shirt sagged a little, and some of the blood was already drying.

"Jackson, how many people can fit in your car?"

"Five if someone squeezes on someone's lap." I thought he drove a porsche which is like a two person car.

"Five? I barely fit in the back." Damn, Alison was tiny.

"Mia? Your car?" Scott asked.

"You guys are all over 5'8 except for me and Liv. You guys wouldn't fit in the back seat." I said regretfully. I should've gotten a truck when I had the chance. They groaned. "Sorry."

"It doesn't matter." I turned to Stiles. "There's no getting out without drawing attention." I moved over to a stool and sat down. It was a lot of effort to stand up.

"What about this?" Scott and Stiles ran over to the door on the other side of the classroom. They all moved over, but I had to sit. I felt too weak. I hate this feeling. I should've stayed in the bathroom and played angry birds on my phone.

I heard them talking quietly. "This leads to the roof we can go down and we can get to the parking lot in like seconds." There is hope!

"That's a deadbolt." Damnit.

"The Janitor has a key." The Janitor? Then they got really quiet and I couldn't hear them. Then I heard him again. "I'm getting the key." I gaped at him. He was going out there. He was about to go to the door when Alison stopped him.

"Are you serious?"

"Well, it's the best plan." Really?

I spoke up. "My plan to sit in the bathroom till school started, and hope whoever was out there didn't kill me was a better plan than that!" I whisper yelled.

Scott looked helplessly at me then back at Alison. "Someone has to get the key to get out of here."

"You can't go out there unarmed."

Then Scott picked up a pointer. I face palmed myself. "It's better than anything else!" He defended when he got looks from everyone.

"Scott." I said weakly. He turned towards me, and I got my knife out my boot and threw it to him. "Catch."

He caught it. Then Stiles looked at me. "Why do you have a knife in your boot?"

"I always have a knife in my boot." I said simply.

Alison looked at me. "Why?"

"I moved around to strange places with strange people. I had to have some sort of weapon." I defended.

"Why is there blood on it?" Scott asked looking at it.

"I stabbed whoever attacked me." They all looked at me with open mouths.

"Whoa, really?" Stiles asked.

"How?"

"Well after he attacked me he was still behind me. I stabbed him, but it was really sloppy. I didn't get a good look at him, but I think I winged his shoulder. So the guy is wounded." I said. I saw Alison breathe in, and Stiles just looked amazed.

"You stabbed Derek with a knife?" He said. My eyes widened and I gaped.

"Derek!" I said in a loud whisper. His eyes widened slightly in realization. "Derek is the one that attacked me."

"You know Derek?" Scott said.

"Yeah, he was the one that told me to come here. He attacked me?" I said the last part quietly in disbelief. I mean Derek and I had a sort of violent encounter, but he didn't seem like the type to go and trap 6 teenagers at school.

"I don't know how to work knives." Scott said. I groaned.

"There has to be something else."

"There is." Lydia said. We all looked at her.

"What?" I asked. Then I followed her gaze to the chemicals cabinet.

"What are we going to do? Throw acid on him?"

"Works for me." I shrugged. Stupid Asshole attacked me!

"No, like a firebomb" Lydia said. I looked at her. This is surprising. "There is everything in there we need to make a self igniting molotov cocktail." Hm. This is surprising. I would never have guessed Lydia was smart. I mean she doesn't didn't seem like she was.

"Self igniting?" Stiles asked slightly frightened.

"Molotov Cocktail." Lydia bit out. I got to admit. I would never have come up with that one. I was just kind of looking at the ceiling when Lydia spoke again. "What?" I looked down to see everyone looking at her. "I read it somewhere." Sure you did. I'm calling her bluff. BS! I love that game.

"We don't have a key for that either." I rolled my eyes.

"Scott hand me my knife." He gave me my knife cautiously. "Jackson move out of the way." He moved slightly to the left. I aimed at the top of the cabinet where there wasn't any chemicals and threw the knife. It shattered the glass and stuck to the wood. They all just looked at me like they were shocked. "It's a hobby!" I defended. And that hobby became very useful tonight.

Lydia got out of the shock first and grabbed a ton of chemicals and started to work on something. I was just kind of sitting on the lab stool playing on my phone. Alison was standing with Scott, and Jackson was helping Lydia out.

I was playing 2048 when a voice took my attention off my phone. "So knives, huh?" I smiled lightly and put my phone in my pocket.

"Well when you're on a campsite and you have to share a tent with a stranger you kind of want something to defend yourself just in case. Didn't really have to, but I'm glad now I learned how to use a knife." His eyes widened.

"Yeah, I still can't believe you knifed Derek." He said in disbelief with a small laugh.

"How do you know it was Derek?" I said quietly.

"Scott saw him." He said quietly and emptily. I looked at him. "Did you know him?"

"I met him in the woods. I-I opened up to him, because we had...something in common. He texted me to come here. I thought he just wanted to talk, but I guess not." I breathed out unevenly.

"What happened when you got in the school?" He asked and put his hand over mine. I looked up at him.

"I heard something growl, but I knew the mountain lion was dead. I got the knife out of my boot, and it started running. I kept running, but I hit a dead end. I guess Derek's hand was on my side. He had some sort of wolverine thing going on. It almost felt like he had claws. I found out that it was human when I felt fingers on my side. Derek pushed them into my side for about a minute and then he backed up. I got the knife in my left hand and stabbed it into him and ran." I heard Stiles suck in.

I continued. "I ran into the boy's bathroom."

"Why the boys bathroom?"

I shrugged. "It was closer and I've always wanted to see what it was like to be in the boys bathroom." I smiled a little. "I locked the door and then I got into a stall and locked that too. Then I called the police and they told me that they got a tip. Then I just sort of sat there. I was just going to wait till school started and try to not bleed out or get found. Then Alison texted me, and I got up here as fast as I could." I explained.

"Y-You can open up to me, Mia." I looked at him. "About whatever happened. What you shared with Derek. You can tell me."

"It's not the best thing to talk about. Not exactly something that would liven the mood." I said as my eyes saden.

"I can take it." He said. I looked at him then at the ground.

"My parents died, both of them. Recently." I sucked in a breath. "I was in China for another archeology trip. I wasn't at the campsite. I was in the forest with...someone." I looked at him and his eyes widened. "His name was Aiden." I said quietly. "His Uncle, Ennis and his Aunt, Kali were archeologists too. We were...seeing each other. This time we had our own campsite." I felt a tear leaking down my face. I wiped it quickly. "Um, when I got back I saw the blood. They were attacked. They were barely alive, but they were dead before I could get help to them." I bit my lip and I felt multiple tears running down my face. "Apparently they were killed by a pack of wolves."

"Wolves." Stiles said quietly.

"That's why I opened up to Derek, because I thought that his sister was killed by a mountain lion, apparently the sick bastard killed her himself." Then I felt a hand under my eyes. I looked up to see Stiles wiping my tears away.

"I live with my brother, Nick now. But he's an archeologist too. He's never home. He gets to come home maybe once every 5 months for about 2 weeks, but then he's gone again." I said. "Another reason I opened up to Derek. We were both sort of alone." I said sort of gazing at the chalkboard not really focusing on anything. Then I felt Stiles slowly pull me into a hug. I wrapped my arms around him slowly and sort of snuggled into his shirt.

"You cannot go out there!" Alison whisper yelled. I pulled back from Stiles. The cocktail was done. He was going out there.

"We can't just sit here and wait for Stiles's dad to check his messages." Scott defended. My original plan was to sit in the bathroom till school start. I can wait for Stiles's dad to check his messages.

"You could die, don't you get that. He's killed three people!" She tried to persuade him. Why didn't she do this before we made the cocktail. All that effort.

"And were next."

"Mia might die if we don't get her to the hospital." Stiles said. I looked at him.

"No, I won't."

"Try to stand up." I shook my head.

"I'll fall over." I pointed out.

"Exactly." I rolled my eyes.

"Somebody has to do something!" Scott said and headed for the door, but Alison stopped him once again.

"Just stop!" She begged. "You remember when you told me you knew that I was lying." She was crying now. I kind of turned away not wanting to look. "That I had a tell?" I closed my eyes. "Well so do you. You're a horrible liar, and you've been lying all night!" Is Jackson grinning? Ass. She sobbed. "Just please, don't go. Please don't leave us." She begged. "Please."

Scott was silent. "Lock it behind me." Alison didn't persuade him. Then she pulled him into a kiss. She was still trying. When he pulled away he walked to the door. I could tell he was trying to force himself to leave. He closed it, and Stiles walked over and locked it.

Stiles walked over to me with a first aid kit. "What are you doing?" I scoffed.

"You're bleeding." He pointed out.

"I noticed." He opened up the kit and got out some medical wipes. "Damn this is going to hurt." I pulled off my shirt. The wound took up most of my left side. His eyes widened. "Get a hold of yourself Stilinski. It's like seeing me in a bikini." His eyes were wide as he nodded.

"Yeah, yeah, yeah, of course." I gripped the table as he started to come near me with the wipe. I hissed in pain as the wipe was on my side. I heard him groan. I tried to hold in a whimper when it went directly over the cut. "Almost done."He said.

Then he pulled away and I took in a deep breath. "Done." I smiled. "Wait?"

I looked at him. "What?"

"Your side." I gave him a look then I looked down.

"What the hell is this?" Derek cut me in the shape of a spiral. What the hell? Why would

do that?

Then he put a bandage on the cut after a minute. I sighed. I looked at my shirt. It was all bloody.

"Here." Stiles took off his jacket and handed it to me. I really didn't want to put that shirt back on so I accepted it.

"Thanks, Stiles." I put the jacket on and zipped it up. I looked across the room to see Jackson holding Alison's hand. "He's such a Jackass." I said and rolled my eyes.

"What?" Then he looked over. "Ah." He said in realization.

Then I heard a noise. Then I felt something. "Stiles." I said. I gripped his hand.

"Mia?" He asked. I started to hutch over. What the hell? "What's wrong?"

"Somethings wrong. My side." I grabbed at it. Then I started to scream of pain, and I couldn't stop. I heard someone else screaming too. It was Jackson. I gripped Stiles's hand as I continued to scream in pain. Was I having aftershocks or something?

Then it just suddenly went away. I took in shaky breaths. "Mia?" Stiles asked. I got up on my feet and let go of Stiles's hand.

"I'm okay." Stiles wrapped his arm around me and we went over to Jackson who had stopped screaming, but was still on the ground. I noticed something on his neck. Claw marks. Then Lydia and Alison pulled him up.

"I'm fine." The girls still fussed over him. "I said I'm fine." He repeated when they wouldn't leave him alone.

"That did not sound fine." Alison said her eyes flickering in between me and Jackson.

"It was aftershocks." I said for myself. I have no idea what the hell happened to Jackson, but that was the only logical explanation for mine.

"What's that on your neck?" Stiles reached over, but Jackson slapped it away.

"It's been there for days. He won't tell me what happened." Lydia said.

"As if you actually cared!" Jackson bit out. I glared at him.

"Did Derek attack you too?" I asked. Maybe he has something in his wolverine claws that cause aftershocks.

"No!" He protested. "I'm fine!" He repeated.

"Can we not argue for like half a second here?" Stiles said sarcastically. I rolled my eyes. Jackson is just being a tool.

"Where's Scott? He should be back by now." I shrugged.

"Maybe he's having trouble finding the body." I said. I walked over to the Chemicals cabinet and pulled my knife out of the wood. Then I heard a click.

"Scott?" Alison ran over to the door. She moved the chair. "SCOTT!" She started shaking the handle and I leaned back towards Stiles. "Scott! Scott! Scott!"

"Stop! Stop!" Alison stopped and we all looked at Lydia. "Do you hear that?" I started to listen closely. Sirens. Police Sirens. The police came. We're safe. Derek would get out, or get caught and we would get out of here. We all ran over to the window and the police pulled into the parking lot.

I let out a small laugh of joy. "It's done. It's over. We get to go home." I smiled.

The EMTs picked me up and I was put in an ambulance with some unfamiliar man. "Who are you?" I asked.

"I'm Scott's boss. You can call me Deaton." We shook hands. He seemed like a happy man.

"I'm Mia." I said while I shook his hand. Then I moved back. "What are you doing here?"

"Some young man kidnapped me." He said. Derek. The EMT walked over.

"Miss Ashbel, you are alright. Apparently you had a twisted ankle, but that healed quickly." He said reading over a clipboard. "Whoever did your medical work did a great job, and we'll give you same pain medication, and after you give a statement to the police you can go him."

"Great." I said with a small forced smile.

Then Scott and Stiles walked over. "Mia, are you okay?" Stiles asked. I nodded, and this time with a genuine smile.

"There you are." The man said with a smile when he saw Scott. I smiled at this.

"How-" Scott paused. "How did you-"

"Get out?" The man supplied. "Not easily, but from what I'm told I'm alive because of you." I gave Scott a smile. "I think I owe you a raise." I let out a small laugh and got onto my feet.

"I'll see you later Stilinski." I said. I gave a statement to the police. We ran over every single of this evening. The operator who blew us off was there and she apologized profusely. Wasn't her fault. Just doing her job. I went over to my car, but saw Alison crying against hers.

I walked over. "Alli, what's wrong?" I said and put a hand on her shoulder.

"Scott and I broke up." Was not expecting that to happen.

So very long chapter indeed. I will try to update soon. Today I didn't have homework, any TV shows, or anything so I was completely free. Most days are not like that. So who do you ship now? Same couple? Different couple? Do you want a love triangle? What do you want to see? I do have a sort of storyline plotted in my head. This will continue to Season 2, and I'm sorry to say there will be a HUGE cliffhanger for the end of this season. At least what I think is a cliffhanger. See you soon (: Bye!

Chapter 3: cgi/set?id=132524397