Watching the Sheriff toying with his hair in the Sheriff's office made me chuckle as Scott and Stiles watched and tried to help.
"Oh, I should've got a haircut." Noah says as he toyed with his hairstyle.
" Well, you know, someone your age should be happy you still have hair to cut!" Stiles says as I just smile, leaning against the desk as the older Stilinski deadpans.
" I think you look great." Scott says with a grin.
" Don't worry Stiles, I'm sure that your dad will do very well on this date." I say with a cheery grin on my face. I can see the nervousness displayed clearly as it turns into a relaxed demeanor.
" Well, thank you, Children-I-should-have-had!" Noah says with a grin. Stiles snickered before the Sheriff's smile dimmed a little.
" Oh, what the hell am I doing? This is a terrible idea." Noah says as he sounds like the nervousness returned harder for him.
" What? Dad. Dad, it's one date, okay? The town of Beacon Hills won't implode while you're out with one woman." Stiles tells his dad as I smirk.
" Or a man, I'm not here to judge." Stiles says as I laugh out loud.
" Stiles, I don't think he swings that way. Nothing wrong with it." I say as Noah deadpans us.
" A very beautiful woman." He replied as I smiled.
" What beautiful woman, by the way...?" Stiles asked as I smirked.
" None of your business. Either of you." Noah replied as we heard loud sounds coming from outside the office.
" No! Just tell me! What's "reasonable?" A teen yelled out as the four of us walked out to the loud booming.
" They want you for three to five. So, why don't we get in the van and discuss a plea bargain that gets you out in two?" The lawyer asked as the teen looked at us and then glared his eyes at the Sheriff.
" Stilinski! STILINSKI! I'm going to kill you!" He growled as hatred screamed. I wanted to tear this insignificant prick's throat out.
" Donovan, if you think that shocks me, remember it was well-documented in your Anger Expression Inventory." The sheriff said as he flicked his wrist for the deputies to drag him out.
" I'm not angry, like I'm gonna throw a brick through your window- I'm angry like I'm going to find you, I'm going to get a knife, and I'm going to stab you with it until you're dead. And when you look at me and you ask, "Why?", remember right now. Because this is why." The teen screamed as he was being dragged. Trying to stay and continue the threats.
" Wow, that was awesome. That was awesome. That was great. Can we do one more? Give us another one, maybe like Christopher Walken this time, you know? Okay, you know what? It's fine. You'll have plenty of time to work on it when you're in your tiny, little cell. You know... just stuck there... forever." Stiles says in a cocky tone.
" Get him out of here!" Noah yelled at the fellow officers as Donovan was screaming and yelling out that he would harm Noah no matter what.
" What the hell's an Anger Expression Inventory?" Scott asked as Stiles sighed.
" It's a test you take when you're applying to become a deputy." Stiles replied.
" And he thought becoming a cop would be a good idea?" I asked as Stiles shrugged. I can see the worry and annoyance on his face.
" At least now, he's getting the full law enforcement experience." Stiles replied as we walked. I inhaled as the familiar scent entered my nose.
" It's anxiety. The chemo-signals? Oh, I'm well aware of how you all monitor my emotional state. Yeah." Stiles says as I chuckle.
" It's ok. You are allowed to be anxious about these things." I told him as I took his hand in mine. The relaxed calm had him tight as I continued to hold his hand. I want to be there for him no matter the reason. He had a file in hand and put it on the desk so Scott and I could see.
" I got this from Braeden a few hours ago. That's the first real bit of information we've gotten on the Desert Wolf in months." Stiles informed me as I went through the multiple photos of massacred people and evidence.
" The Desert Wolf did this?" Scott asked as I was feeling the heat roll through my body. For someone. A supernatural to do this! Was unbelievable to this extent.
" Yeah... And I'm the one who's been pulling on this thread." Stiles says as I can almost feel the malice in the photos.
" Maybe you should stop. You are doing a lot and I'm worried about you." Scott said as he placed a hand on Stiles' shoulder.
" No. It's not up to me. I understand the concern from both of you. I do. But I feel the need to solve this and see if any of this might come here to fuck us over, especially Malia." Stiles says before shutting the files. As we all walked out of the building. I could feel the worry wafting off of him like a fog. I took his hand and squeezed it. We got close to the Jeep when Stiles' Dad sent us a text to meet him downtown.
"Let's see what's up." I told them as I smirked. We piled into the Jeep and Stiles drove us to the sight. Lights flickered as the night grew.
" Boys...Raven." Noah says as I could smell the blood perforating the air.
" You both saw this kid, Donovan. He... He wasn't like you, right?" Noah asked us. I shook my head
" Unless he could hide his scent, I don't think he was." I say as I wrap my arms around my chest.
" Well, human or otherwise, this kid might have just murdered his lawyer and mortally wounded two officers. We've got an APB out on him, but you think you can find him faster?" Noah asked as he held out a radio.
" I'll stay with you guys in case he comes back." I say as I flash my eyes.
" I can try." Scott said as he took the radio in his hands. I was worried about the scene and blood. Everything was chaotic and felt so off. We had peace and silence for the last six months and now this?
" Keep it on channel two." Noah says as we all watch Scott run off. I watched as he ran off. I decided to stick with Stiles.
" My brain is completely wracked, what if it wasn't Donovan." Stiles spoke out loud.
" I'm guessing you've already got a theory?" Noah asked as I just stood stoic. Was this all revenge or something else in the mix?
" Yeah, I think I do." Stiles said as I heard a scream hit my ears and come over the the radio.
" Scott, is that you?" Noah asked as he called into the radio.
" Yeah, I found Donovan. He's completely freaked out. He keeps saying some name." Scott replied as I saw Stiles looking more nervous by the second.
" Tracy. He keeps saying "Tracy." " Scott replied to Noah's request on what name Donovan was saying.
" Tracy who?" Noah asked as I took Stiles' hand in mine.
" Stewart…" Lydia's voice came up behind us. I turned to see her, Malia, and Kira.
" Tracy Stewart." She says as I walk up to her concerned.
" Banshee feeling?" I asked as she nodded.
" We were just teaching Malia to drive and I got that feeling again." She says as I took her hand.
" Where were you guys?" I asked as Malia perked at my question.
" Route 115." Kira replied as I nodded.
" Where you were stuck the night of the scribe?" I asked as she nodded.
" This is becoming all too freaky." I say as I hold my sides with my arms. I feel more hands on my shoulders. I see that it's Stiles.
" My dad's got this handled. I think we should head back to your place." Stiles says as I can feel his mind wandering to all sorts of thoughts.
" Alright, if that's what you wanna do." I replied as I looked at the girls before following Stiles. We get into his Jeep and thank god the thing starts quickly, we begin the trek back to my place.
" All of this is getting weirder by the second." I say as Stiles drives.
" Donovan and now this Tracy girl." Stiles says as I look out the window.
" I have a feeling that the scales of the supernatural are being toyed with." I say as he continues to drive. We soon pulled into the garage, and as the door shut, I swore that someone was watching.
" You coming?" Stiles asked as I nodded.
" Yeah, just got a creepy feeling." I told him. We went to the elevator and got inside.
" I've got leftover pizza if you are down?" I asked him.
" Absolutely.' He replied as we got to my floor. We walk inside and I immediately go to the fridge pull out two Cokes and place them on the counter. I snag the pizza box from Bambinos out of the fridge.
" Your usual amount?" I asked as he nodded.
" Yes." He replied as I smirked. I popped in his two slices and my three slices before pressing the reheat button. I walked over to the TV and turned it on as there was a METS game going on. After our food reheated we spent most of what was left of the night just eating and talking before we went to my room and crashed. I awoke to my alarm going off.
" Four hours of sleep? I feel like my head is going to explode." Stiles said as I perked my head up from my pillow.
" It'll be ok, we can stop for coffee before we go to school." I told him as I pulled myself out of bed and walked over to his side.
" We need a shower." I told him as I snicker at his bored expression.
" I'm up, I'm up." He said as I just chuckled. He followed me into the bathroom where we proceeded to caress each other as we cleaned each spot. Leaving a ghosting effect on soap-riddled areas.
" The purpose of a shower is to get cleaned Stiles." I say with the biggest smile on my face.
" I know, but that doesn't mean I can be loving and tender to you." He replied before taking my shoulder and leaving ghosting kisses on it. I moaned and bit my lip as he did so.
" You are such a tease." I replied as he snickered into my shoulders.
" Is that the point?" He replied to me before we rinsed off.
" You are funny." I said as I chuckled. He handed me a towel and I gladly took it to dry off. It took a minute to dry my long hair.
" I know that I am. I'm hilarious." He replied as he dried off. I smirked before dropping the towel and walking slowly past him. I grabbed a slight torn black top and some red jeans and placed it on the bed. I went to my drawer and grabbed a red and white lacy pair of underwear and bra set. I got dressed as Stiles got his clothes on. I put my hair in a messy bun and beanie before heading out with keys in hand. My black leather combat boots hugged my calves nicely.
" You awake yet?" I asked as I got into the Camaro. Stiles' face had a slight down smile as I took his hand in mine.
" We will figure out what happened last night I promise." I say as his face lights up a little.
" How about that coffee Rave?" He asked as I smiled.
" Boy, you read my mind." I told him before we went to Benny's and got our coffee and double bacon-egg and cheese sandwiches. We drove to school after munching down on our sandwiches and slowly drinking our coffee. I didn't even finish half of mine before we made it to the school.
" Another day another migraine." I say as I hold my coffee in my hand. Stiles took my hand and we went inside and into our first-period class. My mind was numb as they handed us an assignment. I smirked as I filled it out and put it in my bag. Stiles and I got a text after the first period from Scott to meet near the busses to discuss Tracy.
" Tracy wasn't just having trouble sleeping... It was a real disorder. It was night terrors." Lydia says as I held my coffee cup in my hand as we had all gathered.
" Well, now she's the night terror. Especially since no one can find her." Stiles said in an exasperated tone. I remembered how he was slightly tossing and turning with the little to no sleep that we had gotten.
" Okay, I know we're all tired and miserable." Scott says with a sigh. I see Mason just smiling and in awe.
" Tell me about it." I say as I begin to drink my coffee.
" Except for you." Scott says as Mason perked up.
" Oh, I'm sorry—this is all just mind-blowing," Mason replied, looking at each of us before turning to Kira.
" You're a Kitsune! I don't even know what that is!" Mason says with awe in his eyes. It was as if all the mind-boggling things had come to fruition and it was clear to him now.
" I'm still learning." Kira replied awkwardly.
" Liam, we said you could tell him, not invite him to the inner circle!" Stiles said as I took a huge gulp of my coffee, the robust flavors melting down my throat and tongue.
" Uh, I'm in the inner circle?" Mason asked as I shook my head and chuckled. Liam and Stiles both contested the thought.
" Guys, look, back to Tracy. She's just one lone wolf- we can find her." Scott scolded as we all heard his thoughts.
" One lone, serial-killing wolf." Malia says under her breath.
" Uh, she only killed one person, you know? The other two were mauled." Stiles procured his voice to ease the tension.
" All right, what do we do when we catch her?" Stiles asked as I saw Malia looking stern.
" We need to catch her first before anything. We can't let anyone else get hurt." I told the group before most of them left. I watched as Stiles pulled Malia aside to show new evidence about the Desert Wolf. He came back after giving her the photos.
" I'm still surprised that something like this is going on." I say as Stiles stood next to me as I leaned on the bus.
" We can't help that it does, but we can do something to help and prevent more mailing, killing all that sort." Stiles says as I look up at him.
" As long as we can do this. I don't think it will be an issue." He said before lifting my chin. I smiled and chuckled again as Stiles pulled me into a deep but reassuring kiss. It always gave me warmth and a feeling of heat with each kiss. I pulled away and kept my forehead to his.
" We should head back before they give us some kind of fucked up detention or something." Stiles said before taking my hand and leading me into the building. It wasn't long passed when Scott texted me that they found Tracy. I ran to find Scott and Stiles in the classroom. Tracy was on the floor with some type of metallic stuff coming from her mouth.
" Great, that looks delicious." I said sarcastically before helping Scott pick her up.
" We have to get her to Deaton, he's the only one that would know what is happening, right?" Stiles asked as I held up Tracy's head.
" Best bet." I told him as the three of us piled into the Jeep and drove as quickly as we could to the animal clinic. We entered quickly behind Scott and Malia. Scott quickly set Tracy on the table as Deaton came over.
" Pupils dilate under normal conditions. Heart rate is 250." Deaton says as he looks over an unconscious Tracy. I watched as he pulled her shirt to the side.
" Evidence of an allogeneic skin graft on the right shoulder. Now, this silvery substance at her lips is not something I've seen. It almost looks like mercury." Deaton announces as I grip onto Stiles' hand. My eyes glowing as my nerves were screaming.
" Uh... Can't you just give her a shot of something?" Malia asked anxiously.
" She doesn't look to be in any pain." Deaton explains as he is meddling with something.
" I meant a shot to kill her." Malia says as her hands are on the table.
" Malia, we don't kill people. That is something we just don't do." I told her as her heart rate increased.
" How do you know she's not going to kill us?" She asked me.
" I don't think she is going to try and kill us." I told her as I felt my claws come out after letting Stiles' hand go.
" Either way, I'm going to have to let my dad know she's here." Stiles says as I nod.
" Agreed. And, while I may argue against euthanasia, I'm not opposed to a little...Extra security." Deaton says before throwing Mountain ash to create a line across the door way. Deaton worked on Tracy as I felt and smelt Stiles worry.
" Don't worry, Stiles- Tracy won't be able to cross a line of mountain ash. She's not going anywhere." Deaton says as I place a comforting hand on his shoulder.
" Yeah, that's kind of what I'm afraid of…" Stiles say as he exhales a breath.
" Well, you and I will be able to get out of here, no problem. You three? Not so much." Deaton says as he holds a scalpel.
" Scott? Would you mind holding her down? I'm going to be trying a few more invasive tests." Deaton says as he begins to hold Tracy down. Deaton tried to pierce her skin but it broke.
" I think you're gonna need a bigger blade." Stiles says as I notice something moving under Tracy's shirt as she was laying down.
" Now, this is interesting." Deaton says as he begins to examine Tracy's body more.
" What's up?" Stiles asked as I saw the back of her shirt moving more and more.
" It's my mom—it's about the driver of the prison transport van. She's saying he's awake and talking," Scott says as he holds his phone in his hand.
" Malia, help me turn her over, please." Deaton says both of us helped put Tracy on her stomach. The movement didn't stop.
" The driver didn't have a stroke or heart attack... Says it was more like his body just locked up." Scott explained as I felt my nerves grow. Scott and Stiles were still talking.
" Do you care to enlighten the rest of us? Because this doesn't look too good…" Deaton says as he shows off Tracy's back moving like a snake under the skin. It moves faster and faster before breaking open and splashing blood. A Tail rises and swipes my face causing me to fall on my ass to the wall. I watched in horror as it hit everyone else. I see Tracy rise and rush past the mountain ash.
" It wasn't a Werewolf." Stiles called out.
" Kanima…" Scott groaned.
" Hey, Deaton? How the hell did she get through the mountain ash?" Stiles called out. I felt helpless. It was like I had lost all my power all over again.
" I don't know- it's a barrier no supernatural creature should be able to cross." Deaton called back.
" Scott did it." Stiles says as he sounded like he was trying to catch his breath.
" Once, but it almost killed me." Scott replied to him.
" We should've killed her!" Malia spat in annoyance.
" Meanwhile, she's probably on her way to killing someone else." Stiles called out. I've never wanted to feel guilty about a choice, but fuck my life.
" Listen, everyone- we need to concentrate. Scott, Raven and Malia, you two will probably be able to move long before Stiles and I can, but you need to focus." Deaton called out.
" Focus? On what?" Malia says as fear ran through her. I could feel it.
" We have to focus on healing." I told her as Deaton looked at me.
" That's right." Deaton told her.
" I don't know how to tell my body to heal." She barked out.
" Malia, you have to calm down." I told her as I struggled.
" I can't calm down. I can't move!" She freaking out.
" It won't last long. We're going to be okay. Doc, how do we focus?" Scott asked Deaton as I tried to focus.
" Think of a body part. Your hands, your feet, even just the tips of your fingers. Imagine them moving. See it in your mind, and your body will follow." Deaton tells us as I focus on my toes.
" Okay, I'm pretty sure I just felt my right leg move. Uh, yep. Definitely felt it. Like a twinge, spasm. Something." Stiles says as I groaned as I was trying to force my toes to move.
" I'm going to have to disagree... And I think I hold an informed opinion." Deaton says as I chuckled. I see Malia's finger begin to twitch. I watched as she got up.
" Malia? Malia, wait for us." I groaned as I was trying to force my claws out. Slowly feeling them form.
" There's no time." Malia growled.
" Look, she's not a Werewolf." Scott told her as I growled trying to make my body move.
" But she has a scent. I can find her." Malia says as she gasps for breath.
" Malia! Save her." Scott told her as I forced to the best of my ability to make my claws come out. Malia groans before trudging after seeming to stop her killing urges. I growled and lifted a shaking hand and flicked my claws out.
" Oh god please don't." Stiles says before I stabbed my leg. I heard his groan as I pushed my claws deep into my flesh.
" Sorry baby." I told him as blood began to pool out of my thigh. I began to regain feeling quicker as more blood pooled out. I slowly got up as the pins and needles began to dissipate. I helped pull up Scott and Stiles to settle them on the table before putting Deaton in the chair.
" Go follow Malia." Scott says as I nodded.
" Stiles, are you going to be ok?" I asked as I stumbled a little to him.
" I'll be ok. I promise." He said before I almost reached out for him, but stopped myself and ran a little wobbly out the door.
" Where the fuck did you go?" I asked as I was outside. I took a deep breath and got my cousin's scent.
" Got you." I say before beginning a jog to get the paralytics last out of my body. I feel like I ran about 5 miles to the Sheriff's station. I pushed the door open to see many officers paralyzed. I see Kira and Theo above a bleeding Lydia.
" Lydia!" I screeched as I almost ran to her.
" Tracy is downstairs, Malia is down there too." Kira said, slightly panicked. I felt myself feeling torn as I wanted to help Lydia, but I promised Scott I would go try and help Malia get Tracy. I growled before rushing my ass down the stairs. I saw Malia facing Tracy at a half shift.
" Tracy! No, no, no. Look at me. You're not dreaming. This is real- all-all this is real. You get it? You get that? You're not dreaming, Tracy." Malia yelled as I gripped the wall. Eyes full aglow and claws exposed.
" What... What's happening to me?" Tracy asked as I growled out.
" Watch out!" I screamed as I saw this person or thing come up to Tracy and push this decrepit needle into her neck. I watched the silver-looking substance come out of her mouth before she fell on the floor unmoving.
" Condition... is... terminal." It growled before I snarled again. I slid down on the floor and just felt the tears flow. A girl is dead and now we just have bigger fucking problems.
" You have got to be kidding me." I groaned.