Chapter 29 - Something to Fight For

Pulling open the door to police station Avery slid her sunglasses up on the top of her head and looked around until her gaze stopped on Deputy Parrish who was standing behind one of the tall desks that held several printers as he stared down to one that was printing documents he needed.

"Good afternoon, Deputy Parrish." Avery greeted as she walked over and laid her purse up on the desk.

"Miss Dukate." He greeted, returning her smile as he then asked, "What are you doing here?"

"Is Chris Argent still being held here?" She asked as she unzipped her designer bag and pulled her wallet out.

"He is…" Parrish answered growing confused.

"Okay, then I'm here to post bail for him and Derek." She nonchalantly said as she unzipped her wallet and pulled out a card.

Glancing down to the wooden surface of the desk for a moment he realized less than an hour ago when Derek Hale had used his phone call for the day, he must have called her.

"I can't let you do that." He said, then pointed out, "You have to be at least 18 to post someone's bail."

With a playful wink she said, "Oh, right…" as she slid him an ID saying she was 23.

He picked the fake ID up and shook his head as he said, "This doesn't count… I know you're under 18."

Letting out a heavy sigh she reached over and tried to pluck the card from his hand but he quickly moved back, keeping it out of her reach.

"Are you kidding me?" She gasped, realizing he wasn't going to give the card back to her.

With an arched brow he reminded her, "Legally, I can't let you keep it."

"What are you… 12 and playing keep away on the freaking playground? Give that back, it's mine!" She argued as she tried to take the card but he moved it back farther.

"You knew I was going to take this." He pointed out, but the look on her face seemed to say she was genuinely shocked that she wasn't getting her way.

Leaning forward over the desk and drumming her nails on the wood she said, "Every time I go back for another one, it makes the guy suspicious…"

"And what's this guys name?" He questioned leaning over the desk as well not backing down.

"Ugh!" She exclaimed, throwing her hands up in the air and dramatically letting them fall to her sides, "Don't be such a cop, Jordan."

He glanced around making sure no one was watching them as he reminded her, "I am a cop."

"That doesn't mean you have to be 24-7!" She said, then loudly added, "And if you wanted pictures of me, you could have just asked… you don't need to keep confiscating my IDs!"

He looked over to see a few of the other officers watching them, he gave them a small smile and a nod before turning his attention back to her and sighing, "What are you doing?"

"Nothing." She innocently said with a shrug as she peered up at him from under her long, dark lashes.

"Look…" She tried to reason when he kept watching her, "You want to keep that ID, fine. But please just let me bail them out… if it's a matter of the name on the credit card not matching the card on the ID, I have some cash… it should be at least enough to bail Derek out and I can find an ATM and come back with the funds for Mr. Argent too."

His eyes widened as he saw her open another compartment in her wallet seeming stuffed full of bills, "I'm sorry, I wish I could help but… you're a minor, legally you can't post anyone's bail money."

"Well!" she exclaimed as she crossed her arms over her chest and leaned back with a jolt of attitude, "I'm not leaving until I have bailed them both out.

"It's not going to happen." He assured her with a small shrug, seeming almost amused at her getting angry.

"I'm not leaving without that either." She said as she pointed past him. When he turned his head to see what she was talking about, she quickly leaned over the desk and jerked her card from his hand, but he surprised her when he caught it in mid-air and held on tightly.

"Nice try." He said with a small laugh.

Avery narrowed her eyes, but a smile toyed at the corners of her lips as she said, "Let go…"

Taking a step closer and leaning against the desk between them he couldn't help but smile as he said, "I'm not letting go, I said I can't let you leave with this. You let go."

Her lips pouted in an attempt to stop smiling, but she couldn't as she stepped closer to the desk to and said, "Did you forget who I am, Deputy Parrish?"

His voice was quiet, but matched her flirty tone as he answered, "Not for a second, Miss Dukate."

She ran her tongue over her bottom lip and started to say something else but the moment between them was quickly broken when she heard Derek asked, "Avery?"

Turning around she saw both him and Chris Argent headed for the desk. With her concentration broken, he effortlessly pulled the card from her grip and slid it into his pocket, but she didn't even notice.

"I was just about to call my dad for him to post bail for you both." Avery assured them, her focus mainly as Derek as she spoke, then glancing over to Parrish who was closely watching them she said, "Because apparently, I'm not old enough to do so."

"It's okay." Derek said, glancing over as the young officer kept watching Avery, "The charges were dropped anyways, I was going to call you once I got out of here."

"You were coming to bail me out too?" Mr. Argent asked, surprise in his tone.

Avery watched as the deputy who'd lead them over there, handed the paperwork to Parrish to finish everything up.

"Yeah, well, Derek called me earlier and when I found out you were still being held, I thought; what the hell?" Avery joked with a laugh, causing Allison's dad to smile and shake his head at her.

"We're free to go then?" Derek asked Deputy Parrish, before glancing back to Avery.

"Yeah, if you'll follow me over here, we'll get your belongings." He said as he nodded for them to follow him into a small room with another desk and a box filing system on the shelves behind it.

Avery stood between Chris and Derek as she watched Parrish grab the two boxes belonging to them, before he turned around and gave Derek a hard stare for a moment, then opened his box and started to mark items off on the list as he handed them back.

Derek tucked his cellphone in his pocket and started to count the money in his wallet, as the deputy began to return Chris's things.

As he pulled the taser rod from the box he clicked the button on the side to extend it as he said, "I'm sorry but I can't let you walk out with this. It's way above the legal voltage limit."

"I only use it for hunting." Chris quickly defended glancing over to Derek who shot him an unamused expression as Avery looked down and shook her head.

"Yeah, well, I'm pretty sure you could use it to jump start a 747." Deputy Parrish responded without missing a beat.

Turning her attention back to the young deputy Avery asked, "Seriously? What has gotten into you today…"

Fed up with everything that was going on, Chris put his hands on the desk and leaned forward as he said, "This property belongs to me and the charges were dropped." Glancing over to Derek he continued, "Although, I'm not exactly sure who's responsible for that."

"I am." The sheriff said as he walked into the room and told his deputy, "I'll take care of this, Parrish."

Leaning over he said, "Sheriff, I'm not kidding. This thing's a few watts from being a light saber."

Taking the taser from him, he pushed it back together as he sternly said, "I said I'll take care of it."

Then he told the rest of them to follow him to his office, but Avery cleared her throat and said, "I want my property back too."

Everyone looked at her and she held out an expectant hand to the deputy but he reminded her, "I said you're not getting it back."

"What's going on?" Sheriff Stilinski asked, looking between them. Moments ago he'd seen them out in the station when they were both holding on to the card.

Pulling her ID from his pocket he handed it to his higher ranking officer and said, "It's a fake ID, sir."

"It's my property!" She asserted, trying the same approach that Chris had and hoping to achieve the same results.

Taking the plastic card from his deputy, Sheriff Stilinski looked at it and said, "Yeah… you're not leaving with this."

"That isn't fair." She argued.

"And, uh, why do you even have this?" He asked, giving her the same fatherly, stern look that she'd seen him give Stiles on more than one occasion.

"To… vote." She lied with a wide smile as she faced her friend's dad, "I'm really into politics…"

"Mhmm." He hummed, clearly not believing her as he handed the card back to his deputy.

~()~

Avery glanced over her shoulder through the open blinds on one of the windows in the sheriff's office leading out into the rest of the station and saw Parrish was watching them from the desk she'd originally talked to him at, when she saw Derek look at her and then towards the window she quickly looked back to the MRI scan images and asked, "Is that even possible? I mean two people can't have the same exact results, right?"

"Exactly." The sheriff said as he looked down to the brain scans, one was Stiles' and the other belonged to his wife, then he handed Chris the slides and said, "It's not even in the ball park of possible."

"So the trickster is still playing tricks?" Chris asked dropping the scans back on the desk.

"But why this trick?" Derek questioned.

"When I was in the Army, an officer told me; if you want to defeat your enemy, you don't take away their courage. You take away their hope." Sheriff Stilinski said as he looked between the trio across the desk from him.

"You don't look like a man who gives up hope easily." Chris pointed out.

Nodding he reasoned, "But Stiles might. And if this… thing inside him, if it's using his mother's disease against him as some sort of psychological trick, then this isn't just a fight for his body. It's also a fight for his mind, right?"

"You know he's left people severely injured?" Chris pointed out as he glanced back down to the brain scans.

"And other severely dead." Derek added with a somber expression.

"No." Avery shook her head back and forth, "That wasn't Stiles, okay? It's the thing possessing him, they are 2 different beings."

"That's why I need help." The sheriff admitted, "I need people who are experienced in this kind of thing. I need you to help me stop him."

Letting out a heavy breath, Chris Argent asked, "And by stop him, you mean trap him."

Stiles' dad nodded as he held out the taser rod to him as a sign that he was trusting him.

"Okay." Avery breathed as she took out her phone and said, "I'll call Teagan, have her meet us as your place." She said nodding to Chris.

"Call Allison too, have her gather up the things we need, we don't have time to waste… it's going to be dark soon." He instructed, Avery nodded as she put her phone to her ear and started from the station, only glancing back at Parrish once.

"I'll meet you there." The sheriff excused himself, "I need to take care of something first."

As the trio made their way outside of the building and to Avery's car he watched as Parrish glanced out of the window before he started to gather the papers he'd printed off and asked, "Parrish, you got a sec?"

"Allison said she'll have everything non-lethal and a map rounded up by the time we get there and Teagan's going to be leaving the hospital soon." Avery said as she opened her car door.

"How's Isaac?" Derek questioned walking over to the passenger side of the car.

"Still healing… but he's doing better." She answered, then paused as she saw both Derek and Chris reach for the passenger door and then sigh at each other in unison.

Cracking a smile she said, "Sorry guys, but someone is going to have to sit in the back…"

They both continued to stare at each other waiting for the other to back down, but neither one did.

"We could flip a coin?" She offered holding back a laugh as they both looked at her.

"You're worse than kids, we're trying to save lives here!" She exclaimed, then said, "Fine, pick a number between 1 and 100."

"This is ridiculous…" Derek breathed.

"It's my car!" she said, "Now pick a number!"

"70." Chris sighed rolling his eyes.

"49." Derek guessed with an annoyed expression.

"Sorry Derek, you get the backseat. The number was 65… just like the year of my car, you should have known that." Avery said as she got into her car and loudly pulled the door shut behind her.

~()~

After running a quick errand, Teagan slowly opened the door to Isaac's room and poked her head in, seeing that he was sleeping. She made her way inside the hospital room, quietly closing the door; hoping to not wake him up, but he caught her scent as soon as she walked in, causing him to slowly open his eyes.

"Hi, sorry, didn't mean to wake you." Teagan whispered, as she kept her hands behind her back.

"It's okay. I like waking up to your beautiful face." Isaac said, as he flashed her a sleepy smile.

Teagan smiled at his words, before saying,"Guess what I have?"

Isaac sniffed for a moment, at first all he could smell was her scent, but then he caught a whiff of something else; something that made his stomach growl. "Food. Real food." He answered with a smile.

"You are correct." Teagan said, as she pulled a bag from behind her back. She walked over to the bed, handing him the bag, as she added,"I went by that place that we love, the one near my house, and got you that burger you love so much."

"You are the best, babe." Isaac said, as he sat up in the bed.

Teagan pulled his burger out, then reached inside the bag again, as she said,"I also got you curly fries with cheese on top. I know how much you love those too."

When she sat the box of curly fries down, she noticed the look he was giving her, causing her to ask him,"What? What is that look for?"

"The fries I love? Don't you mean the fries you love." Isaac pointed out.

"But you always order them. I thought that meant you love them." Teagan said back.

Isaac chuckled, as he said,"I always order them for you cause I know how much you love them, but I never actually get any."

"Well, here. You can have one now." Teagan said with a smile, as she picked up a curly fry and held it up near his mouth.

He grinned at her before biting into the fry, pulling it from her hand. He began to laugh, as she smeared the cheese sauce across his mouth. He pulled his head back, another laugh escaping his lips, as he said,"Okay, okay, that's enough."

"It's good though, right?" Teagan asked with a laugh, as she stuck her thumb in her mouth, licking off the cheese sauce.

"From what I tasted, yeah it's good." Isaac said back. He nodded his head toward the bag, as he asked,"Do you have napkins?"

When she nodded her head, he asked her to give him one, but as she held it out, he quickly grabbed her wrist, pulling her toward him, as he rubbed his face against hers, spreading the cheese sauce on to her face, causing her to squeal out in surprise.

After getting most of the cheese sauce on her, he pressed his lips against hers for a kiss, chuckling against her lips before pulling back and look at her. She shook her head at him, laughing, before saying,"That was really uncalled for."

"Not as fun when it happens to you, huh?" Isaac teased, as he grinned at her. He took the napkin from her hand, then held it out, as he said,"I think you need this, babe."

"I should make you clean it off." Teagan playfully said, as she wiped the cheese sauce from the side of her face.

"I'm good with that. I could lick it off. You know I love licking things off of you." Isaac said back, as he shot her a wink, causing her to blush. "Although I prefer chocolate or whip cream, but cheese is good. I've heard cheese makes everything better."

Teagan bit her bottom lip and shook her head at his comment. She had missed this; the moments they laughed or joked. They didn't get to have those moments much anymore with everything going on.

He was healing a little more every day, causing him to act more like himself. In moments like this, she could almost forget how close she came to losing him, she could almost forget they were even in a hospital; for a brief moment she could almost forget about her mother screaming in her head and the fact that she was losing herself a little more every day.

As she rubbed the cheese off the other side of her face, she softly hissed, when she hit a small bruise on her jaw from going up against Kincaid the night before. It had faded a lot, but was still a little sore, same with the bruise on her hip.

"You okay?" Isaac asked, hearing the noise she made.

"Yeah, just battle wounds." Teagan quietly said, as she pointed to the bruise for a moment, before sitting down carefully in the chair beside the bed.

"How's your hip?" He questioned with a concern look on his face.

"Better, just sore." Teagan answered.

"I should have been there." Isaac stated, as he sat his food aside. Hating that he wasn't there that night to help his friends, to protect her. He knew she was strong and could handle herself, but he hated seeing her hobbling into his room later that night after the pack fought Kincaid.

"No you shouldn't. You are exactly where you need to be." Teagan pointed out, as she sat up in the chair, leaning closer to the bed.

He reached out to grab her hand, as he said,"I can take some of the pain away for you."

Teagan quickly pulled her hand away, as she said,"No, you won't." She slowly shook her head, as she continued."You are still healing, the last thing you need to do is take on any more pain. I'll be okay, but I just need you to get better."

"Okay." Isaac said, as he nodded his head. "But promise me, if you're in too much pain you'll ask Scott to take some away."

"I will." She said. "But your girl is strong, remember? I'll be okay." She added with a smile.

Isaac smiled back, as he reached out to grab her hand. He pulled her toward him, pressing his lips against hers for a gentle kiss, before mumbled against her lips,"My girl is a badass."

"She is pretty badass." Teagan said, agreeing with him, as she chuckled. "She also loves you very, very much."

"I love you, too." Isaac softly said, as he grinned against her lips. He pressed his lips against hers for another kiss, as he laid his hands on the back of her head, intertwining his fingers in her hair.

"Your food is getting cold." Teagan whispered out, against his lips.

"I don't care." Isaac mumbled before he nibbled on her bottom lip, causing her to moan. She was the only thing he craved at the moment, she was all he wanted.

"Isaac.." She breathed out, planning to tell him they shouldn't do this; not now, not while he was still healing, but when he kissing down the side of her neck, lightly nibbling on he skin, that thought quickly left her mind.

She grabbed on to his arms as she threw her head back with a moan, giving him better access. He grinned against her skin, before he began to kiss her neck again.

"Come here." Isaac whispered, as he laid his hands on her sides, pulling her toward him. She climbed on to the bed, straddling him while sitting up on her knees, scared to put any of her weight on him.

He pulled back for a moment to look at her, the two locking eyes, as he reached out to unbutton her shirt. He slowly unbutton each one, never taking his eyes off of her, until each button was undone and he could slowly open her shirt up.

He glanced down for a moment, looking at the light blue bra she had on and her bare stomach, then raised his eyes back up to look at her face. He laid a hand on the side of her face, cupping her cheek, then leaned forward to press his lips against the small bruise on the other side of her face, as if he could take away the mark with his love alone.

Teagan closed her eyes and tilted her head back as he began to kiss across her jaw and down the front of her neck. She ran her fingers through his curls, her nails lightly scraping his scalp, causing him to groan out against her skin.

He brushed the shirt from one of her shoulders, as he began to leave light kisses across her bare shoulder. He rested one hand on her waist, moving his other hand to her back, running it up to grab the clasp of her bra, but before he could unhook it, he heard her cell phone beep, letting her know she had a new text message.

Teagan let out sigh, then chuckled when he laid his forehead against her shoulder with an annoyed groan. She kept one hand on the back of his head, playing with his hair, as she used her other hand to reach into her pants pocket to pull out her cell phone.

She quickly read the text message, then let out another sigh, causing him to lift his head and look at her to ask what was wrong.

"It's Avery." Teagan said, then continued,"Derek and Chris are out of jail, now they are all meeting up at the Argents to come up with a plan to find Stiles."

"Meaning..." Isaac began to say, then let out a sigh of his own, as he finished,"You have to go."

Teagan looked away from her phone to look at him, as she said,"I don't want to, but..."

"I know. It's Stiles." Isaac said in understanding. Since she couldn't save herself, he knew how important it was to her that they try to save Stiles.

"Promise me, you'll be careful." He stated, as he placed his hands on either side of her face. "Don't take any risk, don't take any chances." He continued, as he shook his head,"I know you want to save Stiles, but also remember that thing that is inside of him; that part of him, is not really him. You can't talk to that part of him or reason with that part of him. That part, just wants to hurt whoever he gets his hands on."

Teagan nodded her head in understanding. She knew how it felt to have something inside of you, begging you to hurt the ones you love. It wasn't easy fighting with the voice within your mind; the one no one else could hear, the one that made it actually sound appealing to give in even though you knew it was wrong. She remembered the guilt she felt the few times she did give in, the times she did hurt Isaac, and that was a guilt that would never go away.

She didn't want that for Stiles. She knew he had already done some evil things, he had already hurt and killed people, but they had to try to keep him from killing anyone else. With each thing he did she was worried their Stiles was slipping further and further away, meaning they had to do whatever it took to bring him back.

"I need you to come back to me, Teagan." Isaac added. "Completely whole, everything intact and .."

"Sane?" Teagan questioned. Every moment they were apart she was worried; worried that would be the time she finally gave in to her mother and would never be herself again.

"She's not going to win, babe. You're going to keep fighting her and you're never going to give in." Isaac stated. He gave her a sweet kiss, before whispering against her lips,"It's you and me."

"Always." Teagan whispered back.

She rested her forehead against his, closing her eyes as she blew out a breath and tried to ignore her mother's taunts in her head. The ones telling her she was running out of time, that this could be her last moment with her monster boyfriend so enjoy while she could. She was telling her she couldn't save anyone; not Stiles, not herself, so she might as well give up.

Her mother made it sound so simple, just give in to the urges. The world was full of killers and that was the true way to survive. But when she felt Isaac softly touch her face, reminding her exactly what she was fighting for, she smiled. The world might be full of killers, but that didn't mean she had to be one. Beause she had something worth fighting for, she just had to keep reminding herself of that, no matter how hard it got. She had to keep fighting.

~()~

Looking at the closed door and growing a bit uneasy, Deputy Parrish took a seat and asked, "Is everything alright?"

Sitting down in his own chair, he cleared his throat before finally asking, "I've seen you and Avery together a lot lately."

"Avery Dukate?" He questioned, already knowing the answer.

"Mhmm…"

Adjusting in the suddenly uncomfortable chair, Deputy Parrish waited for him to continue.

"I know this is probably unnecessary, but I wanted to remind you that even though she doesn't act like it… she is still in high school, and not 18 yet." He spoke in a hushed tone in case any curious officers were lingering outside of the door.

With slightly widened eyes he nodded and said, "I know… I've just been trying to help her…"

"With?"

Scooting around in what he now thought had to be the single most uncomfortable seat ever made he said, "The time that I have spent around Miss Dukate, what I've seen concerns me. I've witnessed her spacing out for long periods of time, I had a run in with her in the park where she'd seen something that wasn't real there and she was terrified –she's brought up having nightmares on an almost nightly basis. I've seen this before…"

"You have?" He asked surprised, thinking that in reality the deputy didn't have the first clue of what could be troubling the teenager.

"It sounds a lot like PTSD to me… I've seen this in the military. Obviously, she's being haunted by something that's happened to her, and she needs to get help with it." Deputy Parrish explained.

"I like you Parrish, I really do. You're a good guy and a hell of a cop, but right now for reasons that have absolutely nothing to do with you… the F.B.I is here breathing down our necks and the last thing we need is for one of our officers to be caught messing around with a minor. Not only would that reflect bad on the entire department, but sure as hell wouldn't look good for me either and my job is barely hanging by a thread here." Sheriff Stilinski said as he started to stand up, knowing he needed to get to the Argent's.

"I understand, sir." Parrish said nodding and disappointed in himself for the openly flirty display between himself and the teenager in the station earlier.

"You trying to help her…that's the extent of things between you two?"

"Of course." He replied confidently, not only to assure the higher ranking officer, but also to remind himself that things absolutely couldn't progress past a friendship with her.

Nodding with a smile and accepting the answer the sheriff said, "Well, I hope for her sake that there is some way to help her… to be honest, I'm not so sure it's a simple, clear cut answer like PTSD… nothing in this down is black and white."

~()~

After leaving the hospital, Teagan arrived at the building Allison and her father lived in. She rode the elevator up to their floor, then let herself in with the emergency key Allison gave her before.

Hearing voicing coming from the office, she made her way into the room, seeing Stiles' dad, Avery, Allison, Derek and Chris standing around the desk full of weapons. She breathed a sigh a relief when she realized they were all non-lethal weapons.

"Sorry." Teagan breathed out, once she realized she interrupted their conversation. "I got here as soon as I could." She added, as she walked further into the room, standing beside Allison.

"I know it wasn't easy for you to leave him, but we need all the help we can get." Allison said, as she glanced over at her brunette friend.

"It's Stiles." Teagan stated simply, as she glanced around at the group. Chris was on the other side of Allison, while the Sheriff was on her left and Avery was standing with Derek in front of her. "He would be here doing the same thing for any of us." She added.

At hearing Stiles name, Avery wrapped her arms around herself, feeling a slight chill from what happened between them at Eichen house, she knew it wasn't his fault, but that didn't make it easier. No matter what happened though, she knew she had to still try to save him. Like Teagan said, he would do it for them.

"So what's our plan?" Avery questioned, ignoring Derek; who was watching her after he heard her heart rate pick up for a moment before she was able to slow it back down.

"Our best shot right now is for Derek to try to pick up Stiles' scent at Eichen House." Chris answered, as he looked over at the werewolf in question. "Especially if he went through something stressful there." He added.

"Trust me, it was." Avery softly said, as she rubbed her hands up and down her arms.

Teagan silently watched her best friend, curious about what happened at Eichen house. Anytime she tried to ask Avery about it, she would shut down, but she was determined to get her to open up. Especially when she noticed the same looks on her face, that she saw in the mirror every time she looked.

"Should all six of us be going to the same place?" Sheriff questioned, as he looked at the group.

"Where else has Stiles been showing up?" Chris asked.

"School.." Allison said, as she tried to rack her brain on other places he showed up.

"The hospital." Teagan added, helping her to list off places.

"He's getting us to repeat the same moves." Chris pointed out.

"So, what do we do? Wait for him to come to us?" Teagan asked.

"We can't." Avery said back.

Derek nodded his head, agreeing with her, as he added,"Not if the oni find him when the sun goes down."

"Scott's working on them right now, with Kira." Sheriff said.

"That's the problem. We're all trying to outfox the fox." Chris said.

"Listen." Sheriff began to say, as he looked straight ahead at Avery and Derek. He turned his head to the side, looking at Teagan, Allison and Chris, as he continued,"I'll understand if anyone wants to back out."

Avery took a deep breath, trying to push all the negative thoughts aside, as she stood up tall and said,"I don't know about the rest of you, but I'm not backing out."

Teagan saw a lamp out of the corner of her eye flicker for a moment, causing her to look back over at Avery with a concern look on her face.

"I'm not gonna be the first wolf to run from a fox." Derek said, as he reached forward to grab a weapon from the table.

Teagan grabbed a taser from the table, as she repeated herself from before,"It's Stiles."

"Apparently I'm carrying the lightsaber." Chris stated with a slightly amused look on his face, while holding the taser stick the Sheriff gave back to him earlier before leaving the station.

"Dad, you and Derek hit Eichen House. Teagan and Avery, check the school." Allison said, dividing up all the locations. She glanced over at the Sheriff, as she added,"We're heading for the hospital." She looked back over at her friends, as she continued,"We'll all meet you two at the school, okay?"

"Okay." Avery said, as Teagan nodded her head.

With a plan in mind, Avery and Teagan walked out of the room, with Allison and the Sheriff behind them. Once outside, the two girls walked over to their cars, which were parked beside each other.

"Who's car are we taking?" Teagan questioned.

"Did you seriously just ask that?" Avery asked back, then added,"You know I'm not leaving my car here. Get in."

"Yeah, but are you okay to drive?" Teagan asked.

"What does that mean?" Avery asked with a hint of attitude, as she opened the driver side door.

"It means I'm worried about you, Avery. Something happened-"

"You're right, something did." Avery interrupted. "Stiles is possessed and we need to save him. Now get in the car. We have to make a stop by my house first." She added, as she slide behind the wheel.

Teagan let out a sigh, feeling even more worried about Avery than before, but instead of saying another word, she opened the passenger side door and sat down right as Avery threw the car in drive and speed across the parking lot, knowing they were running out of time.

~ A Teen Wolf fanfiction collaboration between Miss E Charlotte and Sage Londyn ~

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