A/N: So I want to post this small chapter before I get really hot and heavy into the details of the night they spent locked in the school. I'm excited for the next chapter and will try and get it up by tomorrow. As always, don't own Teen Wolf, only Percy. R&R!
Walking back into the school to attend detention I pulled a few tissues out and handed them to Scott. He thanks me with a nod as Stiles opens the door to the chemistry classroom for both of us.
"Take a seat. And remain silent." Mr. Harris points at the desks to the side of the classroom without looking up. I glare at him as I take a seat and the two boys sit in the row on the other side of the desk. Scott pulls out a notebook and starts working on something and I put my head down on the desk with a groan.
"Not how I planned on spending my afternoon." I whisper at the desk.
"Sorry." Scott answers back as he tosses the bloody tissue on the desk. I wave off his apology and sigh. "Excuse me, sir?" Scott speaks up to get Mr. Harris' attention. "I know it's detention and all, but, I'm supposed to be at work, and I don't want to get fired." Mr. Harris just turns back to his tablet without a word and Scott throws his pencil down on his notebook.
Stiles just sat there in silence tapping his pencil lightly on my arm, not trying to get my attention just trying to amuse himself.
"You knew I would heal." Scott says after a minute of silence.
"Yep." Was the simple response from Stiles. I lifted my head and placed my chin on my hands watching the two of them.
"So you did that to help me learn?" Scott asks turning back to his notebook.
"Yep." Stiles answers with a nod continuing to tap out an imaginary beat on my arm.
"But partially to punish me." Scott states matter-of-factly.
"Yeah." Stiles' pencil stops as he turns toward his friend. "Well, that one's obvious."
"Dude, you're my best friend, and I can't have you being angry with me." I smile as Stiles' scowl disappears with a sigh.
"I'm not angry anymore. Look, you have something, Scott. Okay? Whether you want it or not, you can do things that nobody else can do." Stiles says and I grab my stool and move it to the desk in front of us giving them their brotherly moment in peace. "So that means you don't have a choice anymore. It means you have to do something."
"I know. And I will." Scott nods at his friend solemnly. "But only if you both help me." He whispers throwing a piece of paper at me to get my attention. I turn my head with a grin and a light nod.
"All right, all of you, out of here." Mr. Harris' voice rings through the room and we all jump up. I wait for the boys to gather their stuff and then we all head out the door together.
"I need to get to work." Scott says as soon as we walk into the parking lot.
"You want a ride?" I pull my keys from my bag with a grin. "Finally have my car back."
"It's alright." Scott shakes his head and starts toward the bike rack before stopping. "Actually…."
"Get in." I pat Stiles on the arm in goodbye and then head to my car unlocking the passenger side door before climbing in. Once Scott was situated I peeled out of the parking lot and made it to the animal clinic within 5 minutes. As Scott opens the passenger door he stiffens. "Scott?"
"Something's wrong." He mutters slamming the door and racing inside. I pull my seatbelt free and follow him.
"What are you doing?" I hear him yell as I turn a corner down the back hallway.
"Scott get out of here." I hear a male voice answer, presumably Scott's boss. I reach the door to the room Scott had entered and see Derek punching a man tied to a chair.
"Stop! Stop!" Scott rushes forward and pushes Derek back slightly. I step into the room cautiously keeping my eye on the two of them.
"Look, when he's conscious he can keep himself from healing, but unconscious, he can't." Derek growls out trying to go for another punch.
"Are you out of your mind? What are you talking about?" Scott yells back grabbing Derek's arm.
"You want to know what the spiral means, Scott?" Derek leans closer to him and I stop inching forward. "It's our sign for a vendetta, for revenge. It means he won't stop killing until he's satisfied!"
"You think he's the Alpha?" Scott looks down at his boss.
"We're about to find out." Derek raises his arm again and his claws extend. As his arm swings down I shout out, "STOP!", and Scott transforms stopping Derek's arm inches from the man's head. Derek backs up slowly when Scott growls at him and I rush forward kneeling next to the unconscious man. Scott looks down at his hands confused before the claws and facial hair start to recede, and his eyes glow a bright yellow.
"Hit him again, and then you'll see me get angry." Scott glares at Derek as I look at at the unconscious guys bleeding eye.
"Scott?" I whisper meekly causing him to look down at me. "I need something to clean that with." I point at the eye and he nods heading over to a drawer and pulling out the supplies I need. Once he hands them back I set to work on carefully cleaning the wound as Derek paces annoyingly by the door. Scott watches me and offers me a hand every now and then before Derek steps up to him.
"Do you have a plan?" He asks making Scott pause as he was about to had me some gauze to continue cleaning with.
"Just give me an hour." Scott mutters glaring out of the corner of his eye at Derek.
"Then what?" Derek asks without hesitation.
"Meet me at the school. In the parking lot." Scott looks down at me and I nod as Derek exits the room.
"So we have a plan?" I ask standing from my crouch and tossing out all the used cleaning supplies.
"Kind of." Scott shrugs and I turn towards him.
"Ah…. Those are always the best kind." I pull out my phone and start dialling Stiles' number.
"Who are you calling?" Scott asks as he follows me out the door.
"Stiles."
"Why? We have your car." Scott stops beside me when we get outside.
"Because the last time Derek was near my car I ended up car less for way to long. I'm not risking it again." I shrug at Scott before continuing. "Besides, you were going to call him anyway."
Stiles picks us up about 30 minutes later and drives us to the school pulling into the parking lot. We all clamber out and head to the rear of the Jeep.
"This is a terrible idea." Stiles says standing beside me while I look at the darkened school.
"Yeah, I know." Scott whispers with a nod.
"But we're still gonna do it?" Stiles asks light concern running through his voice.
"Can you think of something better?" Scott retorts placing his hand on the back of the Jeep.
"Well, personally I'm a fan of ignoring a problem until eventually it just goes away." Stiles answers waving his hand in front of him.
"In other words… No." I turn to the boys with a smile.
"Just make sure we can get inside." Scott smiles at my answer and gestures at the back of the Jeep. Stiles pulls up the back of the Jeep and rummages inside before retrieving bolt cutters and a flashlight. I turn as a car pulls up behind us and see Derek's black sports car come to a stop. "He's here."
The three of us walk over to the car as Derek climbs out. "Where's my boss?" Scott asks looking in the passenger window annoyed.
"He's in the back." Derek answers as if it should be obvious. Scott leans forward as Stiles peeks around my shoulder. I tilt my head a little and see Deacon laying unconscious in the back of the car with duct tape covering his mouth.
"Oh, he looks comfortable." Stiles jokes unamused. Scott pats him on the back and starts to head to the school. Stiles takes a few steps forward before turning back to me. "You coming Percy?"
"I'm gonna keep an eye out here. The school kind of gives me the creeps at night." I answer with a shudder. Stiles turns to Derek and shines the light at him threateningly.
"Anything happens to her…." Stiles doesn't finish the sentence before rushing after Scott.
"Wait. Hey. What are you doing?" Derek asks coming up to stand beside me.
"You said I was linked with the Alpha." Scott answers stopping in his tracks briefly to answer. "I'm gonna see if you're right." The two boys continue their trek up to the school doors as Derek huffs and leans against the hood of his car. Stiles stops right before he goes inside to glare at Derek one last time.
I turn to Derek once the boys were in and rock on my feet. "So….." He looks at me with a sharp glare. "Yeah or not. We can just sit here glaring at each other…. That works too." I mutter with a sigh before going and leaning on the back of the Jeep.
We sit in silence for a few minutes every now and then peeking at the doors to the school waiting for the boys to emerge. My head jerks up when the silence is shredded apart by the sound of a cat being run over by a lawn mower.
"What the hell is that?" I look over at Derek asking.
"You've got to be kidding me." He just shakes his head slightly in disappointment. "Your friends are idiots." He mutters just barely loud enough for me to hear. A few seconds later the intercom springs to life again and I sigh.
"No don't do it again….." I stop as a loud low roar cuts me off. I look at Derek as he furrows his brow in anger glaring at the building behind me. "Atta boy Scotty." I whisper with a grin causing Derek to whip his head around and fix his stare on me.
The boys come running out of the building and Derek yells up to both of them. "I'm gonna kill both of you." Stiles ignores him and comes over to me.
"Are you okay?" He grasps my shoulders and starts looking me up and down to see if I'm hurt.
"I'm good Stiles. Though my ears are kind of ringing." I smile and slowly pull his hands off my shoulders, shooting a pointed glance at Scott.
"What the hell was that?" Derek shouts at Scott advancing slowly. "What are you trying to do, attract the entire state to the school?"
Stiles looks over at his friend chuckling lightly while remaining close to me.
"Sorry. I didn't know it would be that loud." Scott's tiny grin obviously infuriating Derek even more.
"Yeah, it was loud. And it was awesome." Stiles sung out the last word bringing a giggle bubbling up my throat.
"Shut up." Derek demands looking around as much as he can.
"Don't be such a sour-wolf." Stiles jokes as Scott smacks him in the stomach to shut him up. Scott looks into the back of Derek's car and wheels around on the older boy.
"What'd you do with him?" Scott shouts causing me and Stiles to lean towards the car to look inside.
"What?" Derek turns around and looks too, and I step forward. "I didn't do anything."
"He didn't." I start looking around to see if I see Deacon anywhere. "He just glared at me the whol…." I let out a screech as Derek is lifted off the ground blood spurting from his mouth. Stiles reaches forward and grabs my wrist pulling me back towards him and Scott as the Alpha growls digging his claws into Derek's back lifting him higher.
Both the boys stumble backwards pulling me along as they run to the school. I wince as I hear a thud and glance over my shoulder to see Derek laying at the base of the stone wall to the building. I stop in my tracks and make to go over to him but Stiles notices I'm not with them anymore and grabs my hand pulling me into the school before falling in behind me and pulling the door shut. Scott and Stiles cling to the door holding them shut as the growling outside continues.
"Lock it, lock it!" Scott yells at Stiles desperately.
"Do I look like I have a key?" Stiles snarks back at him still gripping my hand tightly. I raise up slowly and try to peek through the window, but Scott reaches up and pulls me down by the back of my jacket.
"Grab something then!" Scott yells right next to my ear making me cringe.
"What?" Stiles yells back.
"Anything!" I reach behind me and remove Scott's hand from my jacket with an annoyed look on my face.
"Where's the bolt cutters?" I ask Stiles pulling lightly on his hand. Stiles looks at me confused but then starts to rise up and look out the window. His eyes stop wandering and he stiffens beside us, causing me and Scott to stand and look too.
"No." Scott says panicked.
"Yes." Stiles pushes the flashlight at Scott. "Stay here." He looks at me sternly before running out the door.
"Stiles, no, don't." Scott calls after him as I lean forward pressing my forehead to the glass so I can watch. Stiles glances around before quickly descending the stairs to the cutters. I gasp and grab the door handle as I see the Alpha crawling out from behind the Jeep.
"Stiles….." I breathe out bringing Scott's attention to the creature.
"Come back, come back!" He starts yelling pounding on the door to get Stiles' attention. "Stiles!" Stiles turns slowly to look at what we are so worried over. The Alpha charges and Stiles runs back up the stairs and I shove the door open before scrambling back to make room for him to dive in. He turns and drives the two handles of the bolt cutters in the door to secure it, then collapses to a sitting position at my feet. I crawl forward and look at him worriedly as Scott rises up to look out the window of the door again.
"Where is it?" He whispers to us causing Stiles to reach out and grab the flashlight from his hand and shine it out the window. "Where'd it go?" We all stand there panting in the silence. "That won't hold, will it?" Scott jerks his head at the bolt cutters.
"Probably not." Stiles answers and we all turn simultaneously to look down the dark hallway we were standing in.