A/N: I'm sorry it takes me so long to update. But I really appreciate the comment! It really does motivate me. I havent exactly planned this out, I just kind of watch the show and figure out where I want CJ in that scene. But hopefully, there will be more opportunities for just like, my own scenes with her and Stiles, because I personally really love writing those. But yeah, do you like this? Want more of their scenes or want me to just continue as I have? I personally really love the ending of this. I dont know, I really like them right now, but I know everything leading up to this is kind of messy. Anyway, enough rambling, I just hope you enjoy 3.
The next day I met up with Stiles and he drove us to school, which I was thankful for. He was still pissed at Scott which I understood, his dad had actually gotten a little hurt unlike my mom, and I would have been livid if that happened and I knew my best friend could have done something about it, but he was too busy fooling around with a girl. So, Stiles decided that we were ignoring Scott for the time being, and I obviously agreed to it, since it could have also been my mom and I did like Mr. Stilinski.
Stiles and I sat down, and talked a little but we both kinda froze when Scott walked in. He looked guilty and sat down behind us. Started talking clearly getting the que that we were not talking to him. I hid behind my book, trying to sell that extra hard. However I lowered it when Stiles went:
"If I were talking to you, I'd say, you were an idiot for trusting him." I looked over at Stiles with wide eyes and tried to wordlessly express: Dude what the hell? And he sighed and looked back getting angry again and said:
"But obviously I'm not talking to you."
I smiled a little at Stiles for standing up for himself, he however was clearly having an internal struggle and finally turned around I'm guessing his curiosity got the better off him.
"What did he say?" Stiles asked defeated and Scotts face lit up knowing he had his friend back. I lowered my book rolling my eyes, that boy had the backbone of a chocolate souffle. Sadly before Scott could truly answer the bell rung. As we got let out of class it seemed like everything were mostly back to normal which I was glad that it was, but it was also kind of weird how quickly Stiles had forgiven him, given how angry he still was this morning.
"So, he wants you to tap into your animal side and get angry?" Stiles said wanting to get this right and Scott nodded, I narrowed my eyes.
"Correct me if I'm wrong, but don't you try to kill everything and everyone, every time you do, just that?" I asked and Stiles nodded.
"And that someone is usually me?" He said and I nodded once to agree with him, as we slowly walked through the hall.
"I know. And he says he doesn't know if he can teach me. I have to be able to control it. And I don't even know if he knows how he is going to do that." Scott said frustrated, I drifted off a little bit, besides being mildly scary, I did not really have a thorn in the side with Derek as everyone else in my little friend group did. Stiles asked when they were training again and I looked at him curiously, something was brewing in that brain of his.
"Well, that gives me to the end of the day. To teach you myself." He declared and I rolled my eyes, as Scott looked at him confused.
"How?" He asked, since a full blown werewolf couldn't teach him, Stiles was not exactly an expert either, so I understood his scepticism.
"I don't know yet." He said walking away and I followed since we were going to the same economics class. Stiles turned to me and looked a little panicked.
"So, any ideas? I could see your wheels turning. Or at least I hope so, you're sometimes very hard to read." He blabbered and I smirked a little, even if we were friends I did like that I apparently still had an aura of mystery around me.
"Maybe." I said and he smiled widely.
"So, I was thinking a little, the gene is triggered by anger, or at least what Derek calls primal anger. Whatever that means. But if you think about it, anger is just an emotions word for the fight response, which makes sense right?" I said and he nodded.
"Oh, I read about this one night, the symptoms are, high blood pressure, adrenalin, noradrenalin and increased heart rate." He said and I nodded.
"Well, since we can't control his blood pressure, or the amount of adrenalin in his brain, maybe we should just focus on getting him to control his heart rate?" I said and he nodded excitedly.
"And I know just how to do it." He said raising an eyebrow, clearly a plan had formed in his head. I also had a feeling he was simultaneously gonna punish Scott for last night while training him. I smiled too as we sat down for our economics class.
We sat down for lunch and Scott tried to and was failing to hide from Allison behind a book which kind of made me smirk a little.
"I think the book, is making it more obvious." Stiles said and I nodded lowering my own book.
"Yeah, we can't all be me and get away with hiding behind a book." I said and Scott looked at me annoyed.
"Besides, she is reading anyway" Said Stiles who had turned to check again. And I nodded, that made Scotts plan even worse.
"So you have a plan yet? Or do you still hate me?" Scott said looking up a little from the book and I smirked.
"Maybe, and yes. Definitely, but your crap has infiltrated my life and now I have to deal with it. Besides I am a much better Yoda than Derek." He said and Scott smiled a little at that.
"Hey, you would have gotten nowhere without me. And if you're Yoda what does that make me? R2D2?" I said annoyed and kept my face cool while Stiles struggled to awkwardly get through an explanation of how I had been a part of it yes. I smirked a little after making him sweat long enough.
"I'm just kidding, I don't care." I said smirking and getting up from my seat. And Stiles looked at me frustrated, but also seemingly impressed at how I could make him sweat like that. As Scott couldn't stifle a laugh Stiles looked at him raising an eyebrow.
"Uhuh, I definitely still hate you." He said getting up, grabbing his own book along with Scotts before walking off, leaving him no place to hide. I saw his sad attempts at avoiding Allison for the rest of the school day and I almost felt bad not helping him. Almost. It was also very amusing.
In our free period I walked with Stiles and Scott to the lacrosse field and Stiles dug through his bag handing him a heart monitor, I smirked. Good plan. Now I was just curious how he was going to get his little revenge.
"Did you steal it?" Scott asked, Stiles rolled his eyes.
"I borrowed it." He responded and Scott gave him a knowing look.
"Temporarily misappropriated it. You're gonna wear it for the rest of the day. Coach uses it to monitor his heartrate, on his phone while he jogs." Stiles said and Scott nodded before seeing the phone.
"Is that coaches phone?" He asked a little baffled, I was almost a little impressed by Stiles, had I not been the one to help him distract the coach while he got it. That was less than elegant.
"That I stole." Stiles said and Scott looked at him a little confused still.
"And you're the son of a Sheriff." I said with a small smirk, but Stiles gave me an annoyed look silently telling me to shut up. Technically I had helped him with his crime so I guess I could not really have the high road here.
He taped Scott up with gaffatape and then started throwing lacrosse balls at him. It was pretty amusing to watch.
"Wanna try CJ?" Stiles said after a little while. I smirked and shrugged.
"Why not. It looks like fun." I said and walked over, Stiles handed me the lacrosse stick and then with his hands placed mine, before putting a ball in so I wouldn't have to pick it up.
"Okay, just back, and then launch with all your might." He said putting his hands on my shoulders to guide me while he explained, and I nodded, trying my best to do as he said, it was weirdly hard to concentrate when he had his hands on my arms, he was freakishly hot. I relaxed a little as he released me to do my thing, I took a breath and tried to do as he told me. I cheered as I actually hit Scotts shoulder. He laughed
"Hey, not bad! And you usually do the bare minimum during PE." He said and I rolled my eyes.
"Just because I don't like PE, doesn't mean I am physically inept." I said and he nodded feeling awkward, before I smirked again, I had been harsh on him today, considering what he was going through.
"Nah, just messing with you. It was a lucky shot. I am seriously terrible at sports." I said proving it by trying and failing to pick up a ball and he laughed. I quickly handed it back to him. But we had a good time throwing balls at Scott. He even invited me to throw a few with him which was fun, I ended up getting frustrated and started just straight up throwing the balls at Scott, which made Stiles laugh, but telling me I was doing it wrong. He got annoyed and started play fighting me, when I took the ball he was trying to pick up with his lacrosse stick.
"Quit it." He said as he put down the stick to poke me lightly, I just laughed and shrugged trying to look innocent.
"What?" I asked throwing the ball lightly at him this time. He looked at me trying to be mad, but I could see him silently appreciating my defiance.
"Oh you're going down!" He said attacking me. I laughed but tried to shove him off simultaniously. We were interrupted by Scott who very loudly cleared his throat. It was like a little spell broke and we both looked at him acussatory, but quickly separated too.
"I am glad you two are having fun." Scott said annoyed and Stiles paused and looked at him annoyed. But then I smirked and picked up another ball throwing it at him, he looked at me a little angry, but Stiles just smirked like he had won something.
"Focus. On staying calm." He said which immediately shut Scott up. He both knew he needed control and that he was on thin ice with his friend. He suddenly started to change and both me and Stiles reacted looking at the heart monitor on the phone.
"Wow. Scott are you okay? You started the change." Stiles ran over as he seemed to have calmed down again.
"Yeah. The angrier I got the stronger I felt. I get it now. Why I can't be around Allison. She makes me weak." He said and I looked at Scott with a little pity.
"So, just ignore Allison for a few days. You can do that." Stiles said as we walked to the changing rooms.
"Yeah, but is it a few days or forever, I mean, you've both seen Derek, he is totally alone." He said sadly and I nodded, I guess that was true.
"I don't know man, this whole women makes you weak, is far too Spartan warrior for me." Stiles said and I nodded in agreement.
"Yeah, seems pretty sexist." I said and Scott nodded sighing.
It seemed almost impossible for Scott to avoid Allison, especially in our next class.
"So, let's start by reviewing last nights reading. Greenberg put your hand down everyone knows you did last nights reading. Book, Marquez." Coach started and I rolled my eyes lowering my book, but still continued to read at least until he started talking to Scott.
"Let's go with, McCall." He said and as he went off taunting him, I could hear the monitor beep from Stiles behind me, and we made eye contact a little scared that Scott could wolf off in class. Thankfully, it started going down and we looked over to see Scott and Allison holding hands. I looked to Stiles confused but he just shrugged. I turned back around to look at coach annoyed.
Stiles had an idea for what to do next, thinking Allison was Scotts anchor, I naturally followed along to see this play out. Both because I figured it would be amusing, and let's face it. I did not exactly have that many other things or friends to do things with. So I followed outside and watch as Scott got beat up after Stiles keyed a car. I looked a little a little baffled.
"Wow, I figured this would be way more fun, but it just seems mean." I said squirming a little at the sight of this. I had not exactly watch too much real fighting outside of the tv.
Finally as Scott calmed down which really impressed me and made me high five Scott a teacher came out. The boys ran away, and I ducked behind the car, leaving the boys to get detention.
I did go with them to detention, like I said, I had nothing much better to do, and I sat there reading my book.
"Why are you even here CJ, you didn't even get detention." Stiles said annoyed and I just shrugged.
"I love looking at people suffering." I said with a shrug. This however got the teachers attention too and he looked at me confused.
"Miss Marquez why are you here? You don't have detention." He said and I smirked.
"I know. I just love looking at people in crisis." I said starring dead at him, hearing my two friends snicker from beside me. He looked at me angrily but said nothing.
I got out of the car with Stiles and Scott. I glared at the two boys and narrowed my eyes.
"I just want it on the record that I think this is a terrible idea." I said and Stiles pointed at me and nodded sarcastically.
"I'm with her Scott." He said and I smirked he sighed and nodded.
"I know." He admitted and I was a little taken aback.
"So, are we still gonna do it?" Stiles exclaimed and Scott nodded clearly not liking this either.
"Well, can you two think of something better?" He dared us to say anything, but sadly I would have to agree. I did not have any better idea of how to lure out the alpha.
"Personally I'm a huge fan of ignoring a problem, until it eventually just goes away." Stiles said and I nodded, that was personally also my go to to be honest, but as far as I had been along for this weird ride. It seemed like the supernatural did not care if you ignored it or not.
"Just make sure we can get inside. He is here." Scott said as we were lit up by the headlights of Dereks car. I sighed, I had not seen Derek except for the party where he was acting really creepily around Allison, I was kinda anxious to meet him for real, now that I was apart of, well, we didn't really have a name, but I guess team wolf? Derek got out of the car and showed us the bound and gagged, not a pretty sight.
"What are you doing?" He exclaimed and Scott just turned around clearly not feeling good about this, but he knew that we did not have another plan.
"You said I'm linked to the Alpha. I'm gonna see if you're right." He said and I looked at Derek whose expression clearly changed to pissed. I quickly turned around following the boys inside.
After Scott first terrible but then not so terrible attempt at howling, we walked outside, and Derek was pissed off again, I wondered if it was just his default setting.
Suddenly Derek had a claw through his stomach and he was spitting out blood. I could feel my eyes widen at the sight, but I did not care at all, fear overtaking me instead. Especially when I looked behind him and saw a gigantic wolf lifting him up like it was nothing. I could feel myself freeze in terror. Thankfully I was maybe a little violently, pulled away when Stiles grabbed my hand dragging me off. And after a moment of just starring still a little frozen I could move, I turned around and with Stiles' helping dragging me away, I ran with them towards the school. We closed the door behind us, and cowered in fear. I tried to steady my breathing but it was really not going too well. As the boys argued about how to lock the door, I tried to focus on something other than: I dont want to die!
As Stiles got up I realised he was still holding my hand, as Scott tried to tell him not to go outside, I held onto his hand, hoping to stop him too. He just looked back cautiously before opening the door going outside to grab the tool. Scott watch I could not, I just sat there internally praying that my friend was not getting ripped apart out there. He thankfully ran back inside and locked the door with the wrench. I finally had the nerve to get up and I looked at the boys frightened.
"Well, Deatons definitely the alpha." I exclaimed trying to calm down and think logically. I wasn't exactly a fitness person, but I could think my way out of things. Both boys looked at me, Stiles clearly agreeing once again. Scott wasn't convinced, Stiles seemed to notice too.
"Yeah, no shit. Come on, we howl, he disappears and 10 seconds later that thing shows up! That's not convenient timing?" He said Scott still didn't believe it. Or probably didn't want to believe it. It was weird, the town vet did not seem like a murdering psycho, but then again, Scott didn't exactly seem like a werewolf constantly, so maybe my perception of people was not bulletproof.
"He killed Derek." I exclaimed and Scott looked upset and in disbelief.
"What? No. He cant have killed Derek, Derek cant be dead." He said and I just rolled my eyes.
"Scott, there was blood coming out of his mouth, that doesn't exactly scream perfect health to me." I said annoyed, I understood that this was a lot for him to take in, but it was for me and Stiles too, and we were dealing with it just fine. Well, probably a little in denial or something, but we could at least think it seemed.
"Look, he's dead and were next. So, we get to my Jeep, we get out of here. You, seriously think about quitting your job." Stiles said and I sighed and nodded, that was a plan, a plan I could follow. Hopefully, without freezing up again. I hated that that had been my response. But the again I shouldn't really have been too surprised, I wasn't exactly reckless or impulsive like the two boys standing in front of me. I was thinking a little about how we could get out of here, ignoring the boys' conversation, when I was taken back by something huge being thrown through the window. I got down along with the boys and looked at what was thrown through the window. Well, there goes that plan, I thought a little sarcastically. We waited a moment until Scott told us it was safe to move.
I followed the boys to the lockerroom letting them discuss what we were gonna do next. I could not think right now, at least not about anything other than the fact that I did not want to die. When we heard rumbling outside we got quiet. I faintly heard Scott say to hide, and Stiles panicked and got into a locker, I looked at Scott confused but still somehow frozen in place. He sighed and got into the locker on the other side. I stood there listening to the noise move, my mind was completely blank. I could not focus. Why wouldn't I just move and just do something. Anything!
I heard the noise of a locker opening, and Stiles panicked, pulled me inside his locker and quickly closed the door. We stood alarmingly close but for some reason I calmed down a little standing there with him. He looked at me seemingly wanting to say something but he kept quiet knowing we could die if he didn't. I put my hand over my mouth and nose to quiet my breathing he looked at me with a small smile, seeming to silently tell me: Good idea. Before doing the same thing. It was eriely quiet as we both listened after the noise. When we heard a human voice in form of the school Janitor, we both sighed a breath of relief, before leaping out of the locker. He yelped and put a hand on his chest to calm down.
"You scared me half to death. What are you doing here? Get out." He yelled, Stiles and I started protesting getting him to listen that there was in fact a reason that we were here. And that was that there was a murdering wolf outside. We couldn't exactly say that, but he still wouldn't listen to anything we had to say, and we were shoved outside of the locker room, but then the door closed suddenly and we could see his body being thrown up against the stained glass. I panicked but at least I reacted this time, grabbing the boys' arms, and pulling them away from there. They quickly also realised what was happening and we started running trying to find anything resembling an exit. Sadly there was a dumpster blocking the door.
"Shit. We're locked in." I said and Scott practically had to pull Stiles off of the door. We walked the other way.
"I'm not dying here. I'm not dying at school." He exclaimed, I hadn't even thought about that part when I was panicking.
"We arent going to die. Look, he wants me. Derek says he's stronger with a pack." Scott explained trying to calm him down, luckily he knew that Stiles did calm down a little being distracted by it.
"Great. A psychotic killer wolf who is into teamwork. That's… Beautiful." He said sarcastically. But then Scotts arm stopped us and he looked through the window. I realised what was happening and as fast as I could started running, the boys quickly catching up to me.
We managed to actually trap it, which was awesome and we all looked around at each other for a moment each smiling a little relieved. It wasn't a permanent or even a good solution, but it was something. A small win for team wolf.
As we ran off I looked to Stiles a little mad.
"You just HAD to taunt it. Didnt you!" I yelled at him he just looked at me exasperated.
"Guys, that's Allisons phone." Scott said interrupting me and Stiles' starring contest. He called her up to warn her. We met up and clearly Allison had been lured here by that thing. I was almost impressed that it could think logically enough to do this. I wondered how since anger seemed to be the trigger of the gene, but anger usually blinded your logical thinking skills. I however stored that in the category "later" as we heard it move and ran towards a classroom.
As everyone was freaking out, I actually stopped to look when Stiles talked the first time, I noticed the windows and then the others as he finally got their attention. Everyone was freaking out and I had no idea how to console them. I had no idea how to explain this to them or even if we should. I figured it was a good idea to keep my mouth shut when Scott lied and said that the "person" out there, was Derek. I hated listening to him lie, but I knew we didnt exactly have time for them to wrap their head around the concept: Werewolf is real. So when he said that he was gonna kill us too, I nodded, being one of the three people in the room to know that that was the only true statement Scott had just made. They called the police, much to me and Stiles' protest, knowing that first and foremost, our parents would be in the line of fire if push came to shove.
"She hung up on me. Your moms a bitch." Lydia said, I tried to get to her, but Stiles and Scott held me back.
"She said she got a tip saying there would be prank calls about the high school and if I tried to call again she would trace my cell." Lydia explained, I calmed down a little and the boys seeing this let go of me. I would deal with her and that comment later.
I looked at Stiles a little proudly as he threw the punch at Derek, I understood exactly what he was going through, but he did pick up the phone. However he got the voicemail, and hung up when there was banging against the door.
"That door leads to the kitchen and the kitchen leads to the stairwell." I said trying to move on, I knew we needed to move, if it didn't bust through the door soon, it would easily figure out a way in through the giant wall of windows.
"The stairwell only leads up." Scott exclaimed.
"Up is better than here." Stiles said backing me up. Me and him started running towards the door so we could get out of there. We ran upstairs and stood silently as we heard the wolf walked by us. As Scott decided to be an idiot and go out there alone to get the keys off of the janitor. That was an easy way to get killed I thought, but he insisted and logically I figured he was the best shot we had out of all of us. Considering that he was a werewolf and the rest of us weren't. But then I looked around as Allison panicked about him going out there unarmed, thinking it was still a man, Derek, and not a giant killer wolf that was trying to kill us. I smirked as I realised we were in the chemistry lab.
"He doesn't have to. We have everything we need right here to make a self igniting molotov cocktail. Right?" I said looking at Lydia, knowing that we were the only ones here having read up on about just every subject to the academic decathlons. She nodded and argued for me, when the rest were in doubt.
I let Lydia do the mixing knowing she had steadier hands than me, but I assisted her on the way, since I actually knew anything I could see Jackson watching us seemingly confused, so did most everyone else. I still couldn't fathom how no one didn't notice how smart Lydia actually was.
"I can't stop shaking, why would he go out there and leave us like this?" Allison was sitting beside Stiles panicking, Jackson took her hands to keep them from shaking and told her it was going to be okay.
"I mean, not really, we could all die, since there is a murderous psychopath after us." I said I felt a little bad about it, but I couldn't keep it in, it just spilled out of me. They all glared at me.
"Not helping CJ!" Jackson said angrily and I looked at them feeling bad, and I swallowed a lump in my throat, I might as well admit it, we were probably gonna die anyway.
"I'm sorry. I'm obsessed with telling the truth, even if it hurts other peoples feelings." I said trying to sincerely apologise for this. I didnt mean to panic Allison more, I did like her. It had just slipped out.
We were distracted by a growl and then suddenly Jackson fell on the floor, I stepped back instinctly grabbing Stiles' arm.
I let go but just like Stiles wondered why he had grabbed the back of his neck, even if he insisted that he was fine, that, clearly wasn't.
Suddenly there was silence and then sirens, I panicked a little looking at Stiles concerned. He did the same, both relieved and not at all.
We all supported Scott when he said that he saw Derek Hale.
"Why did it walk right by us in the chemistry room? Don't you think it knew exactly where we were?" Scott said when the sheriff walked off.
"So what? Why didn't it kill us?" I exclaimed and Scott looked at us, with a sad expression I furrowed my brows trying to figure out why he looked like that.
"He wants me in it's pack. But first, I gotta get rid of my old one. Allison, Jackson, Lydia." He paused for a moment I crossed my arms realising exactly what was going on.
"CJ. And, you" He hesitated before saying the last part pointing to Stiles, he however opened his mouth having realised something.
"The alpha doesn't wanna kill us." He said and I sighed now realised what was going on, as Scott turned his back to us.
"He wants me to do it." He mumbled feeling terrible about this.
"And the worst part is, when he made me shift. I wanted to do it. I wanted to kill you. All of you." I looked at him feeling really bad all of a sudden. I knew he lost his head a little when he turned, but he actually wanted to kill us. His friends, his girlfriend. That was an odd feeling.
He walked away to talk to Allison as the Sheriff pulled us away.
"Your mom is worried sick, and frankly so was I." He scolded us, but I just nodded not really knowing what to say.
"Stay here while I wrap up. Then I'll drive us home. And we are going to have a talk young man." Stiles dad said pointing at him at the last part. He walked off and we were left to just process this. Everything about tonight. I looked at Stiles who also seemed frozen, it was hard to know where to start about processing this. Instead I looked past him towards Scott and Allison who seemed to be fighting.
"I think Scott is the only person who feels worse than we do right now." I said and he nodded smiled a little, most likely just at my attempt to cheer him up.
We waited for Scott and the Sheriff, who first dropped him off at home before driving us home. We walked towards the houses but stopped, I had no idea why but I felt like I needed to talk to Stiles before I walked inside and dealt with this thing. Dealt with what had happened, and most likely dealt with whatever punishment my mom had in store for me. I stopped him before he could walk off and he looked back at me seeming confused at first. I looked at him still not knowing where to start on what to say, he nodded a little, seeming to completely understand.
"Yeah. Me too." He said and I smiled a little and his dad cleared his throat behind us, but Stiles turned around and looked at him.
"Just give me a second dad." He said and I looked at his dad apologetically. He turned back to me and I still had no idea what to do or what to say. Thankfully, it seemed like Stiles had done this the entire night, he did the right thing while I was frozen. As he carefully wrapped his arms around me. I responded quickly and wrapped my arms around his middle, burying my face in his chest. He put his head on top of mine. It was like we both let out a simultaneous sigh of relief. It was a small gesture, but I did not trust easily, and I had relied on and trusted Stiles to save my life tonight. He was truly the only other person I would be able to talk about this with, at least if Scott didn't come around. But even if he did, he wouldn't understand that experience without Werewolf powers. We stood there for at least what felt like a good while. I realised I was ready and we needed to get out of there. We couldn't stand in the driveway forever, we would have to go and face reality and our respective parents. I pulled away a little and he did the same thing. He sighed and nodded I smiled a little but not really.
"See you tomorrow, I hope." I said and he smiled and nodded.
"Yeah, you too." He said before letting to completely and we turned to walk our separate ways, he looked back at me and did a small wave, before being practically dragged inside by his dad. I turned to see my mother standing there with her arms crossed. I knew I did not like her when she was mad. That and then combined with the terror of something could have happened to me. Well, this was going to be a long night.