Stiles POV: Derek took off after Jackson before the cops showed up. Allison decided it was best she take Lydia home and Scott told the cops whoever was trying to break in got scared off by the cops.

Once the cops were gone Stiles and Scott got into Stiles Jeep to go after Jackson. Stiles was forced to stop however because of spikes in the road.

"What do we do now?" Stiles asked Scott.

However Scott was already out of the Jeep and over the fence running. Stiles threw his hands up in frustration. Stiles had to find a different way to follow Scott. When he caught up to him he surprised Scott who turned to attack.

"Wait wait! Sorry I'm sorry. Did you see where he went?" Stiles asked when Scott calmed down.

"I lost him" Scott replied.

"What? You couldn't catch his scent?"

"I don't think he has one" Scott told him.

"All right any clue where he's going?"

"To kill someone."

"Ah that explains the claws and the fangs and all that. Good makes perfect sense now" Stiles said and Scott gave him a really-are-you-kidding-me-right-now look.

"What? Scott come on. I'm 147 pounds of pale skin and fragile bone okay? Sarcasm is my only defense."

"Just help me find it."

"Not 'it' Jackson."

"Yeah I know. I know."

"All right but does he know that? Did anybody else see him back at your house?"

"I mean I don't think so but he already passed Derek's test anyway."

"Yeah but that's just the thing how did he pass the test?"

"I don't know" Scott said confused.

"Maybe it's like an either-or thing. I mean Derek said that a snake can't be poisoned by its own venom right? When's the kanima not the kanima?"

"When it's Jackson" Scott said understanding it.

They were standing in an alley outside a night club and Stiles looked up and slowly backed away from the building.

"Uh.. dude" Stiles called for Scott slightly panicked.

"You see that right?" he asked as they both watched the kanima go inside the night club.

"He's inside" Scott said snuffing the air.

"What? How? Did you smell something?"

Scott nodded "Armani."

Stiles tried the side door but it was locked.

"Aw come on. All right maybe there's like a window we could climb through or some kind of… Handle that we could rip off with supernatural strength" Stiles said as Scott handed him the broken door knob and went inside.

"How'd I not think of that one?" Stiles said to himself before following Scott inside.

Not five minutes in and dudes dressed like girls were petting Stiles.

"Dude everyone in here's a dude I think we're in a gay club" Scott said before turning back to see the guys all around Stiles.

"Man nothing gets past those keen werewolf senses huh Scott?"

They quickly walked over to the bar just as Danny left.

"Two beers" Stiles said.

"ID's. How bout two cokes?" the bartender said looking at their fake ID's.

"Rum and coke? Sure… Coke's fine actually I'm driving anyway" Stiles said when the bartender looked at him.

"That one's paid for" another bartender said as he set their cokes down.

Stiles looked over to see a man toast his beer at him and smile. Scott started to laugh.

"Oh shut up."

"I didn't say anything" Scott said still smiling.

"Yeah well your face did. Hey I found Danny."

"I found Jackson."

They were both looking up watching the kanima on the support beams on the ceiling.

"Get Danny" Scott said.

"What're you gonna do?"

Scott flicked his claws out.

"Works for me" Stiles said then he went to get Danny.

"Danny! Danny! Danny!" Stiles yelled as he shoved his way through the crowd while checking on Jackson.

But Stiles lost sight of both Danny and Jackson and soon the bodies started to drop, Derek showed up outta nowhere and slashed Jackson's throat and people started screaming and creating a circle around those on the floor.

Stiles ran outside after Scott and found him with a passed out human Jackson.

"What do we do with him now?" Scott asked.

They ended up loading Jackson into Stiles' Jeep just as the cops showed up. Scott went to check on Danny.

"Couldn't get anything out of Danny" Scott said as he got back into the Jeep.

"Okay can we just get the hell outta here now before one of my dad's deputies sees me?" Stiles begged.

Just as he was about to start his Jeep a patrol car parked right in front of him.

"Oh my god, oh my god. Could this get any worse?"

Then Jackson groaned from the back. Stiles whipped around.

"That was rhetorical!"

Turns out it could get worse the person who got out of the patrol car was his dad.

"Get rid of him" Scott said.

"Get rid of him? We're at a crime scene and he's the sheriff."

"Do something."

Stiles got out of the Jeep quickly. "Hey."

"What're you doing here?" his dad asked.

"What do you mean what am I doing here? What? It's a club. It's a club we were clubbing you know? At the club."

"Not exactly your type of club."

"Oh well dad there's a conversation that we…"

"You're no gay."

"Wha… I could be!"

"Not dressed like that."

"Well what's uh.."

"This is the second crime scene that you just happened to have shown up on. And at this point I've been fed so many lies I'm not sure I know the kid in front of me. Now what the hell is going on?"

Stiles was hurt by his dads words.

"Dad I…"

"The truth Stiles."

"The truth all right. Well the truth is that we were here with Danny. Yeah cause he just broke up with his boyfriend so you know we were trying to take him out and get his mind off things. That's… that's it."

"Well that's really good of you guys you're good friends."

Then Stiles got back into the Jeep and drove off.

"Uh what about your house?" Stiles asked.

"Not with my mom there. We need to take him somewhere where we can hold him long enough to figure out what to do with him. Or long enough to convince him he's dangerous."

"I still say we just kill him" Stiles said as he drove.

"We're not killing him."

"God! Okay, okay I got an idea."

"Does it involve breaking the law?"

"By now don't you think that's a given?"

"I was just trying to be optimistic."

"Don't bother."

They ended up stealing a police holding vehicle and locking Jackson chained up inside. Stiles had to put pants on Jackson before he woke up. It was the worst experience of his life.

"Stiles! McCall! I'm gonna kill you!" Jackson yelled as he woke up a little after dawn.

Soon after Stiles took some food over to the van and climbed in slowly.

"Okay I bought you some foo…"

"Let me out now!" Jackson lunged for Stiles who scrambled out of the way.

"You know I put those pants on you all right buddy? One leg at a time. Being all up-close and personal with your junk wasn't exactly a highlight of my day. So don't think this is fun for me either. You know we're actually doing you a favor?"

"This is doing me a favor?"

"Yes. You're killing people to death. Yeah and until we can figure out how to stop you you're … you're gonna stay in here. I'm sorry. Now you want the ham and cheese or the turkey sub?"

"You actually think my parents won't be looking for me?"

"Uh well not if they don't think anything's wrong" Stiles said holding up Jackson's phone showing the text he sent to Jackson's parents.

"Yeah" Stiles smiled when Jackson looked shocked and pissed.

Then Stiles started to try to explain what Jackson was to him.