Disclaimer: I do not own Teen Wolf or any of it's characters. If I did, Sterek would be canon.
A/N: The Kanima and Kanima's master are revealed, Stiles and Derek go on a date and Lydia is forced to deal with her Banshee abilities.
The Hale Pack: You're Killing People, To Death!
"How fun." Lydia sighed, sarcasm dripping from her words in measures that rivaled Stiles. "I'll try to find out what I can."
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"Did you see them?" Allison asked with a sigh of annoyance as she sat between Scott and Isaac in class.
"If you're referring to the security cameras all around school, then yes." Isaac informed the brunette "If you're referring to Derek and Stiles making out in the parking lot, yes again."
"I was talking about the camera's, but really?" Allison giggled.
"yeah, see for yourself" Isaac gestured to the window and sure enough, Derek had Stiles pinned against the Camaro in plain sight, as the two kissed passionately, utilising every second they had together before the bell rang to cover each other in their scent. All of the threats surrounding them had Stiles and Derek very possessive of the entire pack, but especially of each other.
"Isn't that, like, the fourth time this week?"
"Fith."
"And it's only Wednesday." Scott grumbled.
"Awww," Isaac teased, leaning onto Allison's desk, "Are you jealous? Would you rather it was you making out with one of us?"
"No!" Scott protested immediately, without thinking, cheeks turning red.
Isaac and Allison shared a look. "Well that's disappointing." Isaac sighed.
"Very."
"Wait- no- that's not what I-"
"Maybe you and I should just make out, seeing as Scott doesn't want to." Isaac suggested.
"Hmm, sounds promising." Allison nodded thoughtfully. "Okay, but I will miss that thing that he does with his tongue."
"Yeah, me too." Isaac sighed, then grinned wickedly, "But I'm sure we can find a way to compensate."
Allison looked intrigued as Scott looked worried, eyes darting between his mates as he tried to figure out if they were being serious or just teasing him. "What did you have in mind?" Allison asked with a lecherous grin
Isaac smirked seductively then leaned in closer to whisper in Allison's ear, so that only she and Scott could hear the filthy things he said.
It didn't take long for Scott to say: "O-okay, I-I I've changed m-my mind, I definitely want to!" Isaac and Allison shared a triumphant look as the bell rang, though those looks immediately vanished when their teacher walked in. This wasn't their usual teacher.
"I'm afraid your teacher was feeling ill today" Victoria Argent stated as she walked down the centre of the classroom with a slight limp. "and had to leave early." She leant on her desk and smiled at the class. "So unfortunately, you're stuck with me as a substitute. Can anyone catch me up to speed on where we are? Mr McCall, how about you?"
Well this was going to be a bad lesson.
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"So on another note," Lydia stated during lunch, after the trio told the pack of their encounter with Mrs Argent and everyone had expressed their opinions on the matter of course. "The reservations have been made."
"Oooh, date night?" Stiles asked with a smile. He was happy that his pups were making time to have fun, yet still being alert of any threats. Wait, pups? Where did that come from?
"Yup, but not ours." Jackson grinned, Stiles looked around the table in confusion, to find all of his pack mates grinning at him.
"Then who's?"
"Yours." Erica stated simply.
"What?"
"We've noticed that you and Derek have been devoting all of your spare time to the pack and the Kanima and the Argents," Allison informed him, not even blinking when she said 'The Argents' as if she had no connection to them. "You both deserve to have some fun and quality couple time." She smiled.
"But clearly you weren't going to sort it for yourselves, so we stepped up." Lydia grinned. "Your date is on friday. Tomorrow night, Danny and Allison are taking Derek shopping, Erica and I will be taking you."
"I'm not getting out of this am I?" Lydia raised her eyebrows at him, causing Stiles to sigh. "Alright but you have to tell Derek."
"Your dad is going to tell him today." Allison grinned.
"Of course he is."
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After school, Stiles couldn't wait to rush over to Derek, who was waiting for him by the Camaro. The first thing he did was wrap his arms around Derek's neck and kiss him deeply.
"Hmm," Stiles half sighed, half moaned when they pulled away. "That never gets old."
"I hope not" Derek's voice was as he pressed his face into Stiles' neck but his mate heard him clearly. "How else will I keep you by my side?"
"Just keep being you, I love you Derek. Your kisses, your body, everything else, is just a bonus." He whispered into Derek's hair, as his mate breathed in his scent."You'll never have to worry about me walking away. But," He pulled away slightly to look Derek in the eyes. "If you ever hurt one of my pups, I will end you."
"Isn't that my line?" Derek chuckled, pulling away to open the passenger side door.
"Nope." Stiles grinned, sliding into the car. "I acknowledge and accept my fate." He sighed in faux defeat. "I am totally Pack mum."
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'Fake left, swing right, arms up, block, duck, don't charge in, have your opponent follow your lead. This is a dance. You must be the one to write the choreography. Don't be predictable, surprise yourself with you moves. Be graceful, yet fierce. Be a goddess of beauty, wisdom and war. Be everything you never thought that you could. Be a warrior, a survivor, you can do this.'
These were the thoughts racing through Erica's head as she trained, facing off against Jackson. She was pulling off stunts that she never thought she'd be able to do, she was flipping, gliding and twirling out of Jackson's reach.
Erica studied her fellow beta closely, hands held up to protect her face, one eye analysing Jackson, the other scanning her surroundings. Her senses were all focused. Focusing on a change in his heartbeat, a shift in the wind, any scent change that would indicate what was to come. She was focused and prepared.
She crouched low to the ground, causing Isaac to trip over her, rather than tackled her. She grabbed the curly haired beta's leg before standing. Erica spun Isaac around, full force, before releasing his legs and sending him crashing into Jackson. Before they were even on the floor, she was running towards them. She pulled Isaac off of Jackson before slamming him into the ground, pressing her claws into both of their necks. She retracted said claws then mimed slashing their throats.
"Excellent work Erica!" Derek complimented with a proud smile. "I could tell that you were focusing all of your senses, working off of instinct. I'm proud of you." He smiled as he helped the girl up. "Now boys, can you tell me what you did wrong?"
Isaac spoke first as he struggled to his feet. "I was focusing on attacking her, rather than anticipating what she would do."
"That's right. Jackson?"
"I did the same, but I also allowed myself to get distracted when she fought Isaac." Jackson shook his head at himself. "It was stupid."
"No, not stupid." Derek denied immediately, pulling Jackson to his feet. "It was a beginners mistake, don't berate yourself over it." He looked between both betas. "You're new to this, it takes a while to get a hang of all of your new senses. I don't know why, but it's easier for girls, both bitten and born." Derek told them with a shrug. "Maybe it's because girls are better at multitasking, I don't know." Derek suggested as the girls grinned in approval. "What I do know is that this is training. This is so you can figure out what you're doing wrong and fix it, or make up for it in real life situations. No one can get it perfectly. I bet even Erica, who 'won', is thinking of parts of the fight that she could have improved."
"It's true," Erica nodded. "For example, when I tripped Isaac, that could have gone wrong. He could have easily gotten the upper hand whilst I was crouched."
"Exactly." Derek agreed, "But you realised that, without any prompting or hints. You know what was good, what was sloppy and what could do with improving. That's good. Better to realise it now than out there." He smiled at all three happily. "Now, you two, go rest and heal, if anything needs setting, ask Melissa to do it. Then, when you're ready, weapons training with Chris. Erica it's up to you what you do. Weapons with Allison or hand to hand with John. Next up, Scott and Boyd. Let's go."
"Wait!" Danny called out from where he sat with his laptop, wide eyes fixed on the screen. "I found it! The connection between all of the victims!" The pack and Chris were by his side in seconds. "Swim team! They were all on it the same year. Isaac's dad was the coach."
"Why would someone be going after one specific swim team?"
"Because they almost killed someone" Isaac said, wide eyed. "Well, they technically did. They had just won some big thing, dad and Cam had brought them back to the house to celebrate, they had been drinking. He came round to do a comic book exchange. Th-the team, they thought it'd be funny to throw him in the pool, but he couldn't swim. He just kept sinking, no one helped. I couldn't do anything, I was locked in my room, but I could see from the window. My dad pulled him out and revived him. Then he ordered him not to tell anyone. He told him that it was his fault for not being able to swim."
"Who, Isaac? Who is he? Who's the Kanima's master?" Derek asked urgently
"Matt. Matt Daehler."
"I knew there was something about him that I didn't like!" Stiles proclaimed, drawing unimpressed looks from the pack. "What? It's true. I've always thought that he's a shady little shit, right Scott?"
Scott nodded in agreement. "It's true."
"Okay, well Ally, Lydia and I have to go do a thing, we'll be back soon." (A/N: For those of you who don't remember, the 'thing' was originally mentioned in chapter 19 after dinner with the Argents, when Allison and Stiles went to pick up Allison's things.)
"What? What 'thing'? And I thought Allison was your only partner in crime for whatever it is?" Derek asked in confusion.
"There's multiple people in on the thing, Der, but Lyd and Ally are the ones I need right now."
Derek looked around at the pack. "Who exactly is in on it?" Lydia, Allison, Danny and Jackson immediately raised their hands, shortly followed by the Sheriff. "Seriously? What the Hell are you planning?"
"You'll find out when it's done."
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"No." Lydia stated as she searched through various shirts."Boyd and Jackson are watching Matt's house, Danny has hacked his phone's GPS, Mr Argent has hunters patrolling for the Kanima and your dad has access to every camera in town. We've got this covered, you are not canceling your date!"
"but-"
"No."
"Try these on." Erica ordered, handing Stiles a pile of clothes, which Lydia then topped with at least a dozen shirts.
"Fine." Stiles grumbled, shuffling to the changing rooms. He came out five minutes later, dressed nicely in a pair of black skinny jeans, black and white flannel shirt with the top two buttons undone. "How's this?"
"That's a definite maybe." Erica stated, her eyes roaming his body appreciatively. They may both be mated to other people, but that doesn't mean she can't admire when he looks good. She admires all of her Pack Mates on a daily basis, and who could blame her? She's surrounded by extremely sexy people. Boyd doesn't mind as he knows she loves him and would never cheat on him.
"It does look great, semi-formal but still very you." Lydia commented thoughtfully, electing to ignore Erica's heated gaze. "But you should try on the other outfits to be sure." Stiles groaned as he disappeared back into the changing room. Half an hour later, he had finally tried on all of the clothes they had given him. Much to his frustration, the girls decided that the first outfit he had tried on was the best one for his date. They made him put it back on, along with his leather jacket, Lydia quickly snapped a picture of him and sent it to Allison. "That'll work. What do you think, Erica?"
"I approve." Lydia's phone buzzed and she showed Erica something. "Huh, that's perfect."
Stiles moved to look at the phone. "What is?" he asked as Lydia pulled the phone away from him before he could see.
"They already found something for Derek that'll match well enough that people will know you're a couple, but not so well that they think that you're one of those annoying, can't-be-apart-for-more-than-five-minutes couples." Lydia informed him and put her phone safely away in her bag, having grown tired of Stiles' continued attempts to get a look at the screen. "that you'll get to see tomorrow night. Now go get changed and then we'll find you some shoes."
An hour later, a blonde, a brunette and a redhead were sitting at a booth in the dinner, slowly munching on their food and waiting for Derek, Allison and Danny. They were allowed to put their shopping bags in the staff changing room, which they were immensely grateful for, because Erica and Lydia had decided to buy themselves a few extra outfits, along with some extra outfits for Stiles. They were halfway through their meals when the others showed up. Danny walked over to the booth as Allison and Derek went to put the shopping bags in the back room.
"Sorry we're late, Allison and I got into an argument with Derek, because he wanted to wear all black. Remember that shirt we showed you?" Lydia nodded as Derek and Allison walked over. "They had it in black too, so Derek wanted that one."
"Please tell me you didn't get it!" Lydia glared at Derek.
"No," Allison stated, sitting down. "We argued for almost an hour, when Danny noticed that they didn't have the black one in his size."
"Actually," Danny started to correct. "They did, until someone came along well you were arguing and took the last one. I didn't say anything because Derek would have chased the guy down until he found him and got the shirt."
"We ordered your usuals." Stiles announced before Derek could say anything. "Janie should be bringing them out soon. We told her that we didn't know how long you'd be, so she said that she'd get the preparation done then actually cook it when you get here."
"That's great, thanks." Allison smiled, then started to stand. "Actuall, while we're waiting I'm just gonna go check next week's schedule and see when I'm in. I'll be right back." With that Allison made her way through the 'Staff Only' door, muttering to herself about how she should have checked the schedule when putting the bags down.
"So, are you going to tell us where we're going on our date?" Derek asked Lydia whilst stealing a fry from Stiles' plate. Ignoring Stiles' indignant 'hey' of protest
"Of course!" Lydia stated as though it was the most obvious thing in the world. "At 6:30 tomorrow."
"Which will give you just enough time to get there for your 7 o'clock reservation." Erica grinned. Derek sighed, then went to grab another fry.
"Stop, they're mine!" Stiles protested, slapping Derek's hand away.
"Seriously? Come on Stiles I'm starving!"
"You should've thought about that before wasting time arguing over a shirt!"
"But you love it when I wear black."
"True, but I also like it when you wear other colours too!"
"Like what?" Derek asked, seeming to be genuinely startled by the revelation
"Grey, you know I love those grey henleys that you wear! And blue! Like that dark blue shirt you wore to meet my dad!" Stiles pointed out, he intended to point out the other colours he enjoyed seeing Derek wear, but Danny intervened before he could.
"You like him in grey, huh?" Danny asked, giving Derek a look.
"Shut up, I didn't know." Derek mumbled.
"Hey Ally, Stiles loves Derek in grey!" Danny announced when he saw the girl approaching with three milkshakes.
"Are you serious?" Allison asked as she glared at the Alpha.
"Oops?"
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The next night found Stiles pacing in his room, stopping to look in the mirror every few seconds. "I don't know why you're so nervous, you're off on a date with your boyfriend, not a total stranger." Erica reminded Stiles, inspecting her nails casually.
"Because, I only just realised that this is our first real date!" Stiles flailed his arms around whilst pacing, not stopping to glance at the girls.
"What? No it isn't!" Allison rolled her eyes.
"It kind of is." Stiles finally stopped pacing and ran his hand over his hair. "That night at Lydia's party, we weren't actually dating, it was a cover story, bowling was a group date, I'm not sure if the dance counts, and any meals we have are usually with Pack, or my dad at the end of the table."
"In that case, he better bring flowers." Lydia stated. "Now come here and let me sort out your collar."
Lucky for Derek, he did bring flowers. White lillies, Stiles' mother's favourite flower. "You remembered." Stiles smiled as Derek stood in the doorway, grinning like a loon.
"Of course," Derek grinned, leaning in to kiss his mate. "What kind of a boyfriend would I be if I didn't?"
"Me. I don't know your mother's favourite flower." Stiles frowned as he made his way to the kitchen.
"That's because I haven't told you." Derek reminded him with a chuckle as Stiles found a vase.
"True. So what was it?"
"Believe it or not, wolfsbane." Stiles eyebrows shot up at that, causing Derek to chuckle. "I know, I thought the same thing when she told me. She obviously didn't keep it in vases around the house, but she said that she liked it because as much as hunters can use it to poison us, we can use it to cure ourselves."
"That is actually pretty cool." Stiles smiled, placing the vase of lilies on the table. "Well, I'm sorry, but I won't be buying you any bouquets of wolfsbane."
"Good." Derek grinned, wrapping his arm around Stiles waist. "You ready to go?"
"Yup, as soon as we find out where we're going."
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Their reservation turned out to be at a nice restaurant in the centre of town. It was small and well lit, but not overly so. It was fancy enough to require better clothes than jeans and t-shirts, but not too fancy that you needed a tie. Plus, Stiles was able to understand the menu. The Pack really did choose the perfect place for them.
"So, Mr. Hale," Stiles grinned, leaning forward slightly. " tell me about yourself." Derek looked confused, so Stiles continued. "Well, this our first official date, so.."
"So it is." Derek chuckled. "Wow, over three months and this is our first actual date with just the two of us." Derek shook his head. "How did that happen?"
"I don't know." Stiles laughed. "But you still haven't answered my question."
"Right, well, my name is Derek Hale, I am 22 years old and I work as an assistant deputy at the BHPD. I live with my boyfriend, who is the most caring, thoughtful, loving, devious, hyperactive spaz in the world, and I love him more than anything." Derek smiled at his mate, who had turned red at the compliments and declaration of love, though really he should be used to it by now. "How about you?
"My name is Stiles Stilinski, before you ask, Stiles is just a nickname but my first name is impossible to pronounce. I am 16 years old and attend Beacon Hills High School. I live with my father, my boyfriend and my best friend's boyfriend. My boyfriend is incredibly hot! And I mean hot like burning! He's a couple of years older than me, but we don't let it get between us. He loves to wear black all of the time. His hobbies include running, lurking, brooding whenever I'm not around, stalking high schoolers and making me insanely happy."
"I do not stalk high schoolers." Derek protested immediately. "If anything, they stalk me!" He argued, as the waitress set down their drinks. "I come home and find a group of teenagers in my living room, or sometimes in my bed."
"Puppy piles, Der Bear." Stiles grinned and the waitress chuckled.
"You two are so cute together." She complemented with a smile.
"Thanks, Heather. I haven't seen you in a while." Stiles smiled at his childhood friend.
"I know, it's been too long, Stiles, I heard you had a hot, older boyfriend, but I didn't think it was true." The girl, Heather, chuckled. "It's nice to meet you, Derek was it?" She asked, holding out her hand for him to shake, which he took.
"Yeah, nice to meet you Heather. So how do the two of you know each other?" Derek asked politely.
"Our mums were best friends." Stiles explained before taking a sip of his drink.
"Yeah, we were really close, too." Heather smiled. "We used to take bubble baths together. It's crazy to think back on, huh?"
"Absolutely. So, are you seeing anyone at the moment?"
"Nah." Heather shrugged. "I haven't really met anyone that caught my attention and it seems that whenever I do, they're taken or not interested." She sighed and Stiles nodded sympathetically.
"It was the same for me, until I met Derek. But don't worry, you'll find your perfect someone someday."
"Thanks Stiles," Heather grinned. "Although, I may need a little help finding him."
"When I find him, I will bring him to you in a heartbeat." Stiles smiled, remembering the promise they made at the age of seven. "Because friends help you find your prince charming."
Heather smiled at the memory. "I wish I could return the favour, but you found yours before I did." She pulled out a notebook and pen. "Anyway, are you guys ready to order?"
"I like her." Derek announced after they had ordered and Heather walked away
"Yeah, me too. It's a shame we grew apart, but something tells me that our friendship could easily be rekindled."
"Yeah, I think so too." Derek smiled at his mate. "Now, back to us, this is our night, after all."
"So it is." Stiles smiled. "Right, uh, so I beat Erica at wall climbing in P.E. today."
"Really?"
"Don't sound so surprised!" Stiles laughed, softly kicking Derek under the table then grinned as an idea.
"No, no, it's just because it's Erica, she is the fastest in the pack." Derek defended himself with a chuckle and raised his hands in defense.
"True, but I have longer limbs." Stiles reminded him and to prove his point, he stretched out his leg once more. Rather than kicking his mate, this time Stiles began a game of footsie. "Oh, Allison beat Scott."
Derek laughed outright even as he joined Stiles in playing footsie. "Really? I mean Allison is great and damn fast for a human, I'm not denying that, but Scott is-" Suddenly remembering that they were in public, Derek grew quiet. Stiles smiled at his mate reassuringly, reaching out to grab his hand.
"I know, Allison was ahead of him, so she paused to let him catch up, he used 'admiring the view' as an excuse so she climbed again, telling him to 'admire from afar' then he used his abilities to pass her, so she kicked his foot, causing him to fall off the wall."
Derek laughed again, thankful for his mate's silent reminder that he didn't have to worry so much. It was unlikely that anybody heard his slip up, and he didn't need to stop speaking just because of it. "That's hilarious, I'm proud."
"Me too." Stiles grinned. The rest of their evening was pleasant, they enjoyed their meal and time together. Although, there was a small argument over who would pay, until Heather informed them that the food was already paid for by a 'Mr. J Whittemore'. They thanked Heather and gave her a tip, then left the restaurant hand in hand, leisurely making their way through the car park.
"So, I was thinking-" Derek began as they walked to the car, only to be cut off by Stiles.
"Uh, oh."
"Haha," Derek responded sarcastically and rolled his eyes. "Nevermind." He muttered, he successfully put on a mask of annoyance, but his eyes sparkled with mischief.
"Wait, no, tell me, tell me, please!" Stiles rushed out, turning to face Derek.
"I don't know.." Derek teased as he unlocked the car. Stiles cupped his face and turned it towards him. He pressed a soft kiss to Derek's lips. He pulled back, lightly tugging on Derek's bottom lip, with his eyes half lidded and his voice low and husky, Stiles breathed out a "Please?" that had Derek's trousers tightening.
"I was going to suggest that, since your dad is home tonight, we could rent a hotel room." Derek suggested, causing Stiles' eyes to light up."Just the two of us, all night."
"Hell yeah."
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"Life's too short for shitty sex and bad relationships. So go in there and find someone who fucks you right and treats you how you deserve to be treated." Erica smirked, patting Danny on the back. The pack, minus John and Melissa, stood outside of The Jungle. Derek was reluctant about being there, but was persuaded by Stiles. Danny had just broken up with his cheating boyfriend, so the pack took him out to cheer him up.
"Okay, but if he is here, one of you better punch him for me." Danny stated, not the pack needed asking to do that.
"Uh, guys?" Scott spoke up, staring at the building. "We have a problem." The pack followed the beta's look to see a scaly tail disappearing through a window.
"Shit, was that-?"
"The Kanima."
"There goes our fun night." Lydia sighed.
"Not necessarily" Stiles said thoughtfully. "I mean, we can't exactly run in all claws and fangs, and we can't say 'hey, there's a homicidal lizard monster running around, so we need you all to leave so we can find him'. I say our best bet is going in, keeping an eye out, dancing a little, acting normal and keeping it from killing anyone."
Derek thought for a moment, weighing his options, before he decided that Stiles was right. "Okay, but no one will be standing alone."
Twenty minutes later, the pack was in the club. Danny was dancing with a cute guy and ignoring his ex, Isaac and Scott dancing close by. Allison, Erica and Lydia were grinding against each other, having a lot of fun as Stiles and Jackson watched on from the bar in amusement. Erica looked like she was having the time of her life between the two girls and kept sending Boyd suggestive looks. Stiles knew that if Erica had her way, the pair would be spending the night at Boyd's house. Boyd was standing next to Derek by the exit, the stoic pair watching the crowd carefully.
"That one's paid for." The bartender informed Stiles, pointing to a gentleman a little older than him at the other end of the bar. The guy in question smiled at Stiles and raised his drink and Stiles repeated the gesture.
"Won't your boyfriend get jealous?" Jackson asked with a smirk as he sipped his drink. "First you get swarmed by drag queens and given their numbers, now you've got guys buying you drinks."
"Absolutely," Stiles grinned wickedly. "when he's jealous, he doesn't hold back." Stiles winked at Derek from across the club, who looked a mix of embarrassed and annoyed, the wolf members of the pack looked grossed out, except for Erica. Stiles didn't want to think about the look on her face.
"Can you not?" Jackson practically begged with a grimace. "Ugh, it's like hearing my parents talk about sex."
"That's cause I'm totally the Pack Mum." Stiles grinned, sipping his drink.
"Huh. Yeah, I guess you are." Jackson agreed thoughtfully. "Just don't expect me to start calling you 'mum' anytime soon."
"Lighting beams." Allison's voice cut through the background noise of the club. Stiles looked up to see the kanima crawling across the aforementioned beams, glaring down at the crowd. The pack sprung into action, trying to bring down the creature. Unfortunately, it was able to paralyse multiple people, including Danny, before escaping.
"Jackson, Lydia, stay with Danny!" Derek ordered as he raced out of the club. In the alley, hunters were waiting, shooting at the kanima relentlessly.
After multiple bullets and claws cutting through it, the Kanima went down. Of course, the hunters, minus Chris, decided to turn their weapons to the pack next.
"Don't!" Chris yelled. "We have a treaty!"
"Who cares about some stupid treaty? They're animals! They need to be put down." One of the hunters stated, pointing a gun at Allison.
"Actually." Allison piped up. "I'm human. Just ask your friends, I recognise some faces from the night my own mother shoved wolfsbane in my face." Evidently, Chris hadn't been informed of that part of the story, made clear by the horrified and apologetic look on his face.
"You may be human," Another hunter spoke up before Chris could say anything, Allison recognised him as one of the ones she had shot with her arrows that night. "but you run with wolves! And you shot me with an arrow!"
"You were threatening my pack." The brunette shrugged. "The hunters council signed the treaty and agreed to peace with our pack, you're the ones who violated it. Our actions were merely self defense." During the exchange, no one noticed the kanima crawl away. No one except Erica. The blonde tugged on Stiles' arm and gestured to where the creature previously lied.
Stiles slowly pulled the girl away from the pack, whilst everyone was distracted, following a blood trail to the parking lot. When gunfire started up, they ran. They found the kanima lying in between two cars, except it wasn't the kanima anymore.
"Isn't that-?" Erica gasped in shock.
"Yeah, that's her." Stiles sighed. "That's Tammy."
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Stiles' phone rang loudly as he and Erica stood in the woods around midnight.
"hey Der-"
"Where are you?!" Derek demanded, worry and anger clear in his voice. "Is Erica with you? Where did you go? Are you injured?"
"Derek, calm down. We're both fine. We're in the preserve, near the cliff. Just before the hunters started shooting, Erica noticed that the kanima was gone, so we followed the blood trail and found her. Rather than deliver her to hunters, we took her and have locked her up."
"Her? You know who it is?!" Before Stiles could reply, his dad's voice came over the speaker.
"Stiles, please tell me that you have nothing to do with the stolen prisoner transfer bus."
"Uhh…" Stiles scratched the back of his head nervously. "Do you want me to answer honestly?"
"Ah Crap." Stiles could imagine his dad running his hands over his face then looking up with a 'why me?' expression on his face. "Alright, I'll put it down to misfiled paperwork. But you better have a damn good story for kidnapping someone!"
"Who exactly have you kidnapped?" Lydia asked. "Who is it."
"Tammy." Stiles told them. "Tammy Harley."
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"How's Danny?" Stiles asked Lydia the next day as he sent a text to Tammy's parents from her phone.
"He's fine, no longer paralysed. He said that the only thing that made it bearable was the fact that his ex was paralysed too." The redhead chuckled.
Before Stiles could say anything, a grumble sounded from inside the van. "Ah, our little lizard is awake." The two climbed into the van to see the girl struggling against the handcuffs. When she saw them, her expression turned from scared to annoyed.
"Seriously? Is this some sort of joke?!" She yelled at them, trying to lunge forward. "Fine, I get it, I won't say anything about you or your friends, okay? Now let me go."
"This isn't about what you said," Lydia explained, sitting opposite the girl. "This is about what you are."
"Seriously? You're friends with Boyd, who, in case you haven't noticed, is the same colour as me!"
"This isn't about the colour of your skin, Tammy." Stiles sighed. "This isn't about your race, it's about your species."
"What? Are you high? I'm human! Like you!"
"Are you sure about that?" Lydia raised an eyebrow at the girl. "So nothing has happened recently? So you haven't been bitten by anything?"
"Or anyone?"
Tanny's eye's widened. "Y-yeah. That night that you were attacked, the second time. Just before he died. That psycho Peter Hale came running out of nowhere, covered in blood, and bit me." She shook her head stubbornly. "But what does that have to do with you kidnapping me?!"
"Everything." Stiles said, "You see, that bite, it changed you. Peter wasn't human, now, you aren't either."
"Oh really?" Tammy drawled, she tried to maintain an air of indifference and hide the fear that was taking over her, but her voice quivered when she asked: "Then what am I?"
"A Kanima."
"And what's that?"
"Well, according to legends, it's a werejaguar from south America." Lydia explained, ignoring the girl's scepticism. "But your form is reptilian, like a giant lizard."
"Oh really? Like scales, a tail, all that?"
"Yup." Stiles announced, popping the p casually. "You also have this paralytic substance that's released from your claws and tail."
"Interesting, really." Tammy rolled her eyes, less frightened and more annoyed now that the pair had said their piece. "Now, if you've had your fun, can I go now?"
"You think this is fun for us?" Lydia asked incredulously. "We found you naked, I put those clothes on you, sweetheart, one item at a time, okay? Being up close and personal with your lady parts wasn't exactly the highlight of my day."
Tammy's head shot up. "Why the hell was I naked?"
"We're guessing that your clothes were shredded when you transformed." Stiles shrugged, trying to sound sympathetic, but not overly so.
"Right, of course."
"God, you still don't believe us." Stiles sighed, "This is serious, alright? You're killing people! To death! Okay?" Tammy just rolled her eyes, so Stiles flashed his eyes at her, causing the girl to recoil in horror.
"W-what are you?"
"Me? I'm a werewolf." Tammy started hyperventilating, eyes darting back and forth.
"You're remembering, aren't you?" Lydia urged. "What is it? What do you remember?"
"I-I oh God, I, I killed people! I- n-no, no, I couldn't have, this is some sort of sick trick! Y-you did something to me, I, I couldn't, I couldn't!" The girl burst into hysterical sobs. "Oh God, what did I do? What did I do?!"
Lydia immediately moved to sit next to the girl and wrapped her arms around her, temporarily forgetting the things that the girl had said about her pack. She may have said some horrible things, but nobody deserved this. "It wasn't you." Lydia whispered to the girl, who began sobbing into her shoulder. "You were being controlled, it wasn't you."
Tammy was cooperative after that, advising Stiles what to write in texts to her parents. She spoke to the sheriff when he arrived, and told him what she remembered. Unfortunately, she never saw Matt's face, so she couldn't identify him. All she ever saw was a hand at a car window and the faces of people that she was instructed to attack.
When Stiles and Derek arrived the next night to take over from Allison, Scott and Isaac, they were horrified to see the doors to the van open, hand cuffs snapped and no Tammy in sight.
They found their pups asleep in the back of Allison's car, naked. Stiles banged on the window in annoyance, startling the trio awake. "You better come see this" he snapped as they moved to cover themselves.
They apologised profusely, but Stiles was too annoyed to accept it just yet. Tammy was out there, unable to control herself while being forced to do unspeakable things. They needed to get her back and stop Matt.
-Teen Wolf-Sterek-Teen Wolf-Sterek-
"Matt invited me to a rave on friday." Allison mumbled bitterly as she sat at a table in the library with Scott, Stiles, Erica and Jackson. The five of them, along with Matt and Tammy had gotten detention. As Allison and Erica were changing after gym, Tammy, but not really Tammy, attacked them. Stiles, Scott and Jackson heard the commotion and came rushing in. The locker room was mostly destroyed. A sink was ripped off of the wall by Erica, multiple lockers were knocked over, the door was completely destroyed and at least half of the floor tiles were cracked. Matt was 'passing by' when Mr Harris was handing out detentions, and wound up being dragged down with them.
In the time that she was 'missing' Tammy, but not really Tammy, had killed two more people, a couple. The woman was pregnant, but the baby was thankfully saved. Although, the ordeal triggered Jackson into having a panic attack. Stiles talked him out of it, using methods that helped him. Afterwards, Jackson explained to the pack what happened to his birth parents, including how he had to be taken out of his mother's lifeless body via C-section. That night it had been his turn at the center of the puppy pile.
"What did you say?" Scott asked nervously.
"I told him that I am in a committed relationship and very much in love." Allison assured with a soft smile. "Then he insisted that it would just be as friends, so I told him that I'll think about it."
"It could be a good idea." Jackson said. "We can all be there to make sure that nothing happens, and maybe we can trap him."
"That actually is a good idea." Erica commented with clear surprise in her voice, earning her a glare from Jackson, then her phone pinged.
"What is it?" Scott asked urgently.
"Danny," She informed them. "A member of the old swim team is going to be at the rave, she's the DJ."
"Looks like I'll be going with him after all." Allison sighed. "Can I shoot him?"
"Not in public" Stiles grinned. Any conversation was stopped when Tammy shot up from her seat looking pale and ill, before rushing out, followed by Harris, who ordered everyone to stay in their seats.
Once he was gone, Allison stood and walked over to Matt with a smile. "Hey." She greeted, sitting down opposite him, "So, I was thinking about your offer for Friday, and I'd love to, but just friends right?"
"Right" Matt smiled, "Are your boyfriends okay with that?"
"Yeah, It's cool." Allison smiled forcefully. "Anyway, how much do I owe you for the ticket?"
"Oh, no, don't worry about it." Matt insisted, once over his shock, but the wolves could sense his annoyance and jealousy. "I'm dragging you away from your boyfriends for a night, what kind of friend would I be if I made you pay too?"
Allison giggled. "Fair enough, but, uh, Erica wants to take Boyd, so.."
"Ah, okay, well they're $75."
"Hey, Ally!" Stiles called out. "Get your butt over here, you're good at history and we all suck!" That was a lie, Erica was great at history, but it was a good excuse to get away from Matt.
"Alright, I'll be right there." Allison called before looking at Matt again. "Sorry, but I gotta go back, otherwise, they start fighting. Believe me, when they fight, history's greatest wars look like child's play."
"Ah, I get it. Besides, I have calculus homework to do."
"Damn, that sucks. We turn to Lydia with all of our maths related problems, so we're saving that for after detention."
"Ally!"
"You better go," Matt chuckled, showing no signs of the anger rolling off of him in waves. "Before your friends go all monsterous on us."
Allison returned to her seat, just before Tammy and Mr Harris walked in.
"I don't like him." Jackson whispered. "Let's kill him."
"I'm in." Erica agreed.
"No, we're not killing him." Scott protested.
"Possibly not."
"Stiles!"
"Probably not."
"Dude!"
"I'm just being realistic!"
"Well try to be optimistic!"
"Nah, that's your job."
"Are you two done?" Jackson snapped. "Cause you're giving me a headache." Then, two hands smacked him around the head.
"Better?" Scott and Stiles asked in unison then laughed as Jackson flipped them off.
"Am I the only one who picked up on it?" Erica asked raising an eyebrow. "He said 'boyfriends', plural. He actually said it twice, so he clearly knows. Tammy must have seen the three of you doing it in the back of the car, so Matt would have seen it though the link or whatever." Scott and Allisons eyes widened in horror at the thought of Matt seeing them like that. "I still say we kill him. Or at least kidnap him" Erica suggested as she casually inspected her claws.
"Erica!" Stiles hissed, pushing her hand down.
"Relax, Harris isn't looking!" The blonde rolled her eyes.
"No, but the camera's are." It was then the recognition hit the girl and she immediately retracted her claws.
"That's right, you wanna play Catwoman? I'll be your Batman."
"What about Derek and Boyd?" Erica teased as she leant forward on the table.
"They don't have to know." Stiles winked as Allison and Jackson rolled their eyes at them, Scott just looked disturbed.
"That's not very 'pack mum' of you, Stiles." Allison teasingly scolded him. "I expected more from you."
Stiles scoffed at that and rolled his eyes, somewhat teasingly at the girl. "It's me Ally, you really shouldn't set the bar too high."
The pack frowned at Stiles' self-deprecating tone. Jackson was about to say something when Harris got up to leave. Everyone started to do the same, when the teacher laughed and rudely informed them that they wouldn't be leaving yet. The teens begrudgingly started the reshelving.
Then all hell broke loose.
-Teen Wolf-Sterek-Teen Wolf-Sterek-
"The girls locker room and the library?! Are you completely insane?!" The sheriff yelled.
"Hey, that totally wasn't our fault! It was Matt!" Erica defended, clearly disgruntled as she held her still injured arm, but it didn't diffuse the situation.
"Matt wasn't present during the changing room incident! And he was unconscious during most of the library destruction!" John argued, refusing to blame anybody without hard proof.
"Yeah, but he's controlling Tammy!" Stiles argued. "He made her do those things!"
"Why would he make her knock him out?"
"To throw suspicion off of himself." Stiles flailed "He must know that we know it's him!"
"Are you sure that it's him?" John demanded. "There's no proof! Tammy never saw his face, we don't know for sure."
"I know dad, it's him!"
"How do you know?"
"I just know!" Stiles yelled. "Trust me on this! It's him!"
"I'm sorry Stiles, but evidence trumps instinct. Every time." John yelled. "You can't just make up the law, Stiles! There are procedures that I have to follow! I can't just arrest some kid because you think he's suspicious!"
"Can't you just trust me this once?!" Stiles screamed. "Come on, the guy has motive and means! People are dying, dad, he-"
"You think I don't know that?!" John screamed, face red in anger. "You think I don't notice people in my town dropping like flies because of an endless list of supernatural creatures?!" The sheriff took a deep breath, trying to force himself to calm down. "Just let it go Stiles. This isn't your fight." John stated, turning away from his son.
"Are you kidding me?!" Stiles yelled, all self control lost. His eyes were glowing against his will as he screamed at his father. "This is entirely my fight! I can't just sit back and do nothing when this, all of it is all my fault!"
"What are you talking about?" John demanded, tone slightly softer due to the concern flooding him at the look in Stiles' eyes.
"If I hadn't dragged Scott out into the woods that night, he would never have been bitten! Then he wouldn't have hunters on his ass! Allison wouldn't have had to leave home because her family were out to kill her boyfriends! Lydia never would have been attacked and now have to deal with Peter's ghost or whatever the hell it is! Peter wouldn't have attacked Erica and bitten Tammy out of revenge! There would have been no Kanima, Isaac's father would have been locked away, rather than killed. All of those people would be alive! My pack wouldn't be in the middle of a life or death situation, and would be able to enjoy the change! And you wouldn't be ashamed of me! So no, I can't let it go! I have to fix this!" When he finally stopped screaming, no one said anything. The pack were staring at him in shock as he stood, red faced, with tears flowing down his cheeks.
Stiles was visibly shaking as he looked at the Pack, when he realised just what he had said he tried to run out of the room, but his dad stopped him by grabbing his arm. John opened his mouth to say something that would assure Stiles that he wasn't ashamed of him, anything that might comfort his son, but no words came out. Stiles roughly ruled his arm from his father's grasp, but by then he knew that he had no chance of leaving the room thanks to his Pack. Feeling defeated, Stiles slid down to the floor and curled into a ball, not caring if he looked pathetic, and continued to sob. Derek immediately knelt down and pulled his Mate against him, allowing Stiles to sob into his chest, and tried to find the words to comfort him, but couldn't seem to find them.
"Are you serious?" Jackson asked after a few moments, finally breaking the tense silence. "Are you serious right now? That is the most ridiculous thing I have ever heard!"
"Jackson!" Derek snapped. Sure, he agreed that absolutely everything Stiles had just said was completely wrong, but his Mate was distressed and needed comfort, not to be ridiculed. Clearly though, Derek should have had more faith in his Pack as Boyd spoke next and elaborated on Jackson's point.
"No, it's true. You've got it all wrong, Stiles." Boyd agreed, crouching down in front of the boy. "It's true that Scott wouldn't have gotten bitten that night, but someone else would have. Someone who might have joined Peter! Or someone without a best friend like you to help them through it! And with Scott still human, with asthma and no heightened reflexes, he would have sucked at Lacrosse, kept his low self esteem and probably never asked Allison out. If Allison hadn't dated Scott, She, Lydia, Jackson and Danny would have never sat with you two at lunch, gone on a group date and become friends with you! Peter would have still been out killing people, Lydia wouldn't have had anyone to turn to when she saw that picture, Jackson would have continued to be a douche and Allison would have been manipulated by Kate! We all know that that's what Kate was trying to do when she started to show Allison things about the Argents. Can you imagine it? Our Ally, being trained by Kate, manipulated into thinking all werewolves are monsters? Our sweet, strong, independant Allison, being turned into a miniature Kate?" Everyone looked horrified at the thought and Allison realised that it could have happened. She doubted that she'd have had the strength to leave the Argents without a pack to lean on.
"He's right." Erica agreed, joining them on the floor and cautiously laid a hand on Stiles' knee. "Maybe Peter wouldn't have attacked me, but had Allison and Scott never dated, I wouldn't have become friends with you all, because there wouldn't have been a pack day out without a pack. I would have been lonely, insecure and wary of everyone. I'd either be human and crippled by my epilepsy, or lying in a coffin six feet underground, or a very bitchy werewolf."
"My dad wouldn't be in jail, Stiles." Isaac informed him next. "I would never have had the guts to admit what he'd done to me. Even if I had still been turned." He glanced at his mates, before looking back at Stiles. "I wouldn't be with Scott and Allison. I would have continued to be beaten every night, spending each morning trying to cover as many injuries as I could. I was so terrified of him, I dreamt of the day that I got away. I never thought that I could be so happy, and that's because of you and the pack."
"I'd still be pretending to be someone I'm not." Lydia piped up. "I'd be surrounded by fake friends, hiding my intellect and feeling miserable, counting down the days until I graduate, so I can get out of this town and go off to a great college. Now I'm so much better than who I was and so much more than who I could have ever hoped to be." Lydia bit her lip and smiled. "I never thought I'd be worried about going to college, because I never thought I'd have to worry about leaving behind so many people that I love. If it wasn't for you I'd still be that shell."
"I'd still be the 'grumpy asshole' that I was when we met." Derek finally spoke, having collected himself enough that he knew he could speak in a comforting manner and not give away the devastation he felt at hearing the words coming from his mate. "Without you I-I I'd still be living in the burnt out shell of my old home. I wouldn't be a deputy, I wouldn't be an alpha, or if I was, I'd be a hell of a lot worse. Remember that I tried teaching you and Scott about using pain to control the shift? I'd still be doing that. I wouldn't have thought of the better methods that you did. I'd be breaking bones as a lesson, using fear as a method of control. I'd be awful." Derek gently placed his index finger under Stiles' chin and guided the boy to look at him. Derek felt his heart shatter as he looked into Stiles' tear filled eyes, but he didn't allow himself to break down as his Mate needed him to be strong. "I would still be miserable. Blaming myself for my family's deaths, hating everything and everyone. I never thought that I could be happy again, Stiles." Derek wiped the tears from Stiles' cheek tenderly. "I'd have no family, no home and no hope without you. Maybe a couple of bad things have happened since the night you were bitten, but so many more amazing things have happened too. Without you, we wouldn't have our pack. Maybe you were content with how things were before, but given the choice between that life and this one, which would you pick?"
"This one." Stiles admitted softly, "But tha-"
"What about the rest of you? Be honest and raise your hand if you'd rather live that other life. The one without our Pack, without Stiles." Unsurprisingly, no one raised their hands. "You see? No one here, not even Scott, wants to go back to the way things were before."
"I don't blame you Stiles, I could have held my ground and said no. Yeah, at first, I hated it. I thought that the bite was a curse rather than a gift, but now, now that I've gotten used to it, it's one of the best things that has ever happened to me." Scott told his best friend firmly. "I have everything that I've wanted and more. I always thought that I'd never find someone who loves me as more than a friend. I thought that it'd be just you and me forever, that we'd go off to college together, live together, right up to old manhood. Side by side in a nursing home cheating at bingo together. And you know what? I still see most of that, but rather than just us, the entire pack. I can't thank you enough, Stiles. It was a stupid decision to go out that night, but it was the best mistake we ever made. And I wouldn't change it. Ever."
"What would I do without you guys?" Stiles asked, he wiped away the rest of his tears and smiled at his Pack before he stood up to hug them all properly.
"Crash and burn." Erica teased, causing the pack to look at her wide eyed.
"Erica, no! Dammit, now you have to be in the middle of the puppy pile to make sure that you don't end up on the ceiling." Allison sighed, sounding as though the blonde had just spoiled the ending of her favourite tv show. "It should be Stiles' turn, but no, you have to go and say that!"
"What on earth are you talking about?" The sheriff asked in confusion before shaking his head. "You know what? I don't want to know. And another 'puppy pile'? Really?"
"I need my pack tonight, dad."
"Right, of course. Sorry. But you and I will be having a talk tomorrow, Stiles. I don't like knowing that you're having these negative thoughts about yourself. Okay?" John insisted, pulling his son in for a hug.
"Okay, dad. Thanks."
When they pulled apart, John looked at his son apologetically. "Also Derek needs to go to work in an hour."
A soft frown took over Stiles' face as he nodded reluctantly, "Fine, but I'll be waiting up."
"We all will." Scott promised.
-Teen Wolf-Sterek-Teen Wolf-Sterek-
It was five pm on friday night. The girls of the pack were in Allison's room, the boys and Mrs. McCall were at the animal clinic, getting supplies from Deaton.
"I can't believe I'm going to the rave with Matt!" Allison groaned, flopping backwards onto her bed. "If I was going with Isaac and Scott, I'd know exactly what to wear. But with Matt, I don't want to wear something that seems flirty, but I want to dress right for a rave, but I also need something that I can fight in. I'm supposed to pick him up in two hours! Please help." She begged as she ran her hands over her face.
"Sit up." Lydia demanded, "Erica, start on her hair, just wash it and comb through it for now, whilst I look through her wardrobe."
Erica grinned and pulled Allison to her feet, then led her to the bathroom. "Have you picked out what you're wearing Erica?"
"Yup!" Erica replied. "Although, I could use a little advice on what makeup to wear with it. It could go with either bold or subtle, so once I'm dressed, could you give me your opinion?"
"Of course." Lydia grinned, pulling a dress from Allison's wardrobe to inspect it ruther. "I'll need you guys to help with my hair, though. The style I want is not a one woman job."
Lydia picked out a nice grey dress for Allison to wear. She took it to the bathroom to show her. "This." She stated, causing Allison to open her eyes and sit up slightly and squint, trying to look at the dress but also avoid getting water in her eyes.
"Nice," Erica commented, one hand combing her fingers through Allison's hair, trying to remove the last of the shampoo, the other hand holding the shower hose. "It'll go nice with a leather jacket. I'd go with the black one with zip up pockets."
"Ooh, yeah." Lydia grinned, a thought occurred to her. "You can also wear black leather boots. Flat ones though, 'cause we'll probably have to fight tonight."
"What, you can't fight in heels? Weak." Erica teased with a grin.
"Not all of us have werewolf reflexes." Allison defended, trusting that Lydia would give a playful glare on her behalf, which she did. "And, yeah Lyd, that's all fine, except, what about weapons? All of my holsters are too bulky to be concealed by that." Allison commented as Erica started to condition her hair.
"That's right, I haven't shown you yet, have I?" Lydia asked then ran out of the room.
"Shown me what?" Allison called out, but the redhead didn't reply. Allison risked glancing up at Erica, who simply shrugged in response.
A few minutes later, Lydia returned with something in her hands. "Is that a garter?" Erica asked in amusement.
"Technically." Lydia grinned. "It's also a gun holster. That's why I chose that dress, it's long enough to conceal this." She walked over to the pair, to show them the garter/holster.
"It's a shame that I'm wearing jeans tonight." Erica commented.
"It is, because this is literally perfect for our handguns. Concealed thigh carry for up to 2 firearms and 1 magazine or it can be used to carry pepper spray, tasers, knives, money or lipstick. You can use right hand, left hand or cross-draw, the gun pockets feature magnetic weapon retention, to stop the gun from falling out while you're fighting. The garter itself has silicone "Tactical-Grip" edging, meaning that you don't need a garter belt. There's a 3-row hook & eye closure for a comfortable, perfect fit and 5″ military-grade elastic that conforms to your body!" She proclaimed happily. "Plus, it looks good. They're all black, with different laces. There's black, blue, pink and purple. I got three of each, so there's no need to worry about colour co-ordination."
"Nice." Allison whistled in appreciation. "Where did you get it?"
"A self defence website." Lydia informed her. "I got other stuff too. Other concealed holsters, lock pick sets, knives, knife sharpeners, gun cleaning sets, regular ammo. Stuff like that. I got a set of tank tops, sports bras and female boxer briefs that have concealed holsters sewn into them, so you can use one of those, Erica."
"Cool, but I got distracted by 'lock pick' and I suddenly want to learn how to pick locks."
Allison grinned, then offered "I can teach you, my dad taught me how to do it when I was eleven, but then he confiscated my old lock pick set after I used it to break into his office, steal his car keys and meet up with friends when I was fifteen."
Her two best friends laughed at that revelation. "Are you serious?" Erica gasped out as she turned off the shower.
"Yup, I wanted to go to the cinema to see the new Harry Potter movie, but he didn't want me out late" Allison explained as Erica drained her hair. "and it was the midnight premier. I did what I had to do. Funny thing is, he didn't realise I was gone until after the movie. He and mum were out on a date night and took her car. They came home early when they got a call saying I wasn't home, and ended up pulling into the drive at the same time I did."
"Okay, we need to hear the full story, now." Erica demanded as she wrapped Allison's hair in a towel. The three made their way to Allison's room again, to get dressed as Allison told the story.
"Alright, so, we'd been in town around two months and I had made sort-of-friends with a group of people in my English class. We hung out a few times and all agreed to go see the midnight showing together. I told my dad that I'd be going out. I didn't tell him what movie or which cinema, but because it was a midnight showing, he said no, but I had been waiting to see that movie since I read the book, I'd be damned if I was missing out! The thing is, whenever they go out on a night I want to go out, my dad has 'colleagues' watch the house. There are four at a time. Every two hours, they take it in turn for breaks. One will go on a break for fifteen minutes, and another will take over watching both 'sections'. When the first person came back from break, they'd take over the next person's section. Then they'd take over the next and so on. It was very routine. After my parents left, I waited an hour before getting the keys, just in case they came back for something. Once I had them, I had to wait for an opportunity to sneak out. My window was at the front of the house, so I waited til that guy went on break, climbed out of my window and hid in the car. I waited until the first guy came back and took over for guy two. I kept the headlights off and drove away to meet my friends at a cafe before guy four came to check on things. Apparently he didn't realise that the car had been there, because no one knew I was gone until guy one went to the front again and freaked out over the missing car." Lydia and Erica were cracking up over Allison's story.
"What happened next?"
"One of them called my dad and told him that I'm not home, then he called me, just as I got in the car after the film, and demanded to know where I was. I go 'Where do you think? Don't worry though, I'll be home soon' then hung up. I then drove back as fast as I could without breaking any laws, well except for driving without a licence, of course. Anyway, so, I'm driving down the street and I saw my mum's car driving towards me and I knew that they saw me too, the house was halfway between us. However, I didn't want them to corner me on the driveway for everyone to see, so I sped up, now over the limit and they started to speed up too. We were getting closer together, it felt like we were gonna crash. So I hit the breaks and made a sharp turn onto the drive, so fast I got slammed into the door and the tires squeaked so loudly, I'm pretty sure I woke up half the street. The car barely managed to stop in time, only just avoiding the garage door. So, I'm in the driveway, the hunters are standing outside the house looking at me all shocked and pissed off. I quickly got out of the car and tossed the keys to guy number one, then my parents pulled up. When they got out of the car, before they had the chance to say anything, I put on my 'confident face' and said: 'Hey guys, how was your date? Oh, Dad, you were right, the food at that cafe is great! But- uh- your colleagues aren't, getting past them was child's play, but then again, so was picking your office lock.' then I just walked inside and heard my dad yelling at the guys, demanding to know how I snuck past them."
Lydia placed a hand on Allison's shoulder, looked the brunette in the eyes and said "Allison, you are my hero."
"I'll just add lockpicking to the list of things you need to teach me." Erica grinned at the brunette, tugging on the boxer briefs/holster.
"Wormhole theory, motorcycle riding and lock-picking. I've got this." Allison grinned, as Erica threw her head back and let out a full bodied laugh.
"You've been spending too much time with Stiles." Lydia commented and rolled her eyes.
"You're one to talk." Allison giggled. "Don't think I haven't noticed you flailing and wearing plaid lately."
"Only plaid skirts!" Lydia defended
"Still plaid."
"Oh god, he's literally contagious." Erica gasped, widening her eyes in mock horror. "We're all doomed."
"Stop talking like Jackson and get your butt over here so we can do your makeup!"
An hour later, all three girls were dressed with their hair and makeup done. "So, Lyd, how come Stiles is your date to the rave and not Jackson?" Erica asked curiously as she holstered her gun.
"Jackson is still having trouble with his sensitive hearing, he's prepared to go inside if necessary, but he's not willing to be inside the whole night, but we all agreed to go everywhere in pairs, and I am not sitting out tonight." Lydia explained as she picked up a stun baton. "Besides, we have business to discuss."
"Have either of you seen my stun baton?" Allison asked as she placed her crossbow in her bag. "The collapsable one?"
"Which voltage?" Lydia asked. "950 thousand, two million, five million or ten million?"
"I was hoping for the one million?"
"It's not here"
"That's because it's broken." Erica informed them casually. "Remember when the two of you and Stiles left training early to sort out that 'thing'? Well, whilst you were gone, there was a pain tolerance test and Scott ended up snapping it in half."
"Ugh, dammit, fine, I'll take the two mil."
"Good, 'cause I've already claimed the five." Lydia grinned as she handed Allison the baton.
"Are you ever going to tell us about this 'thing'. You guys have been secretive for weeks!" Erica groaned in annoyance. "It's driving me crazy."
Lydia and Allison exchanged a look, then Allison nodded. "Okay, we'll tell you, if you promise not to say anything, not even to Boyd!"
Erica looked unsure, so Allison continued, "You'll be able to talk about it to me, Lydia, Stiles, Jackson, Danny and the Sheriff, but that's it. Deal?"
"Deal."
Allison beamed. "Okay, so here's the thing-"
-Teen Wolf-Sterek-Teen Wolf-Sterek-
Allison walked into the rave with Matt by her side. The boy kept checking her out in the car and tried to hold her hand, she already knew that it was going to be a long night. Lydia was already there with Stiles, Scott and Isaac were also there. Boyd and Erica had left just after Allison, so they should be here soon. Jackson and Derek were patrolling the building, watching for hunters and waiting for the signal for Mrs. McCall and Danny to set up the mountain ash barrier. The sheriff was on duty and anxiously waiting by the phone in his office for news.
Allison faked a smile as she danced with Matt, forced a laugh when he told a bad joke and when she danced with him, she sent exasperated looks to Erica and Lydia, and longing looks to Isaac and Scott. But she knew that she needed to get through this, so she pushed thoughts of who she'd rather be with aside, and focused on distracting Matt so that they could save Tammy.
"Hey, you want a drink?" Matt asked, raising his voice to be heard over the music.
"Yeah! Thanks!" Allison replied, giving him a real smile this time.
"Okay, I'll be right back!" With that, he started to walk away, unaware of Boyd following him. Once Matt and Boyd were out of sight, the other pack members rushed over.
"Please kill me!" Allison begged as her mates wrapped her in their arms around her. The two began scent marking her, trying to get rid of as much of Matt's scent as possible.
"Sorry, Ally, but we'd miss you too much." Lydia smiled sympathetically and patted the girl's arm.
"How are things going on your end?" Allison asked, glancing around the room for Tammy. "Is she here yet?"
"Yeah," Erica confirmed. "She arrived about five minutes after you did. Jackson came inside to keep an eye on her. Mrs. McCall and Danny set up the barrier, Derek tested it, it definitely works." There was a soft frown on her face and her eyes were downcast.
"Hey, don't worry." Allison assured. "We've got this, don't worry. When is it time for Ketamine?"
"Soon, Isaac, are you ready?" Lydia asked the boy who was still nuzzling his cheek to Allison's neck.
"Yup."
"Remember, find a vein." Lydia reminded him. "The neck will be the easiest, so find the vein, press the needle in, then pull back on the trigger." Isaac nodded, then Stiles' phone buzzed. "Oh crap." he gasped as he read the text message, then informed the pack. "Derek just texted me, the hunters are here. Gerard, Chris and a bunch of others."
"Okay, uh, I'll go, see if I can help." Scott announced. "Maybe my mum has enough mountain ash to let me out then reseal it." He turned to his mates. "Be careful, both of you."
"We will." Allison promised, giving Scott a soft kiss, Isaac did the same, before Scott rushed off.
Stiles turned to Isaac "Okay, Isaac, go find Jackson and wait for the signal, I'll go keep an eye on the DJ and let you know if anything happens." The pack nodded in agreement.
"Be careful!" Allison told Isaac before he and Stiles took off to complete their tasks.
"Don't worry, I doubt I'll even slightly hurt her." Isaac assured as he looked at the device in his hands.
"I'm talking about you." Allison rolled her eyes. "I love you, I don't want you getting hurt."
"I'll be fine I promise." Isaac gave his mate a soft kiss before walking away.
Lydia looked at her two best friends "Right, I've been putting on a brave face all night, but it's just us, so I'm gonna say it." She announced. "I'm terrified." Allison and Erica sighed in relief, both admitting that they were too.
"God, this is insane." Allison laughed humorlessly. "We're just a bunch of teenagers, how are we supposed to handle this?"
"By sticking together." Erica told her firmly. "If we were regular teenagers, we'd lose it. But we're more than that. We're pack." She grabbed each girl's hand. "We're family, in all of the right ways. We can do this."
"Yeah we can." Lydia agreed with a brilliant smile, linking her free hand with Allison's.
"You're right." Allison nodded. "We've got this. Let's kick ass."
-Teen Wolf-Sterek-Teen Wolf-Sterek-
Stiles walked into the room that Tammy was being held in. "Woah, it's just me!" He yelled when Erica moved to attack. "Are you guys okay?" He asked his pups in concern. "Where are Boyd and Lydia?"
"Boyd is with Derek" Erica told him hesitantly "looking for Scott and Lydia."
"What?!"
"No one can find them." Jackson informed him in a pained voice. "Scott never arrived to help Derek, so Boyd and Lydia went to help find him. Lydia resealed the mountain ash while Boyd went to Derek, then she just disappeared."
"What about Danny and Mrs McCall?" Stiles asked urgently.
"Danny took Mrs McCall home, he called when they got there and told us that the mountain ash barrier was set up, they're both fine." Isaac informed him, eyes downcast.
"Okay, Uh… How about her?" Stiles asked gesturing to Tammy.
"Well, let's find out." Isaac stepped forward, he lengthened his claws and moved to slash at Tammy, only to be stopped by the girl's hand shooting up and grabbing his wrist. Isaac gasped in pain as he fell to his knees. Tammy twisted the beta's wrist back, Stiles made a move to help, but Tammy then let go and Isaac immediately scurried away.
"Okay, no one does anything like that again, Okay?" Stiles ordered and the three nodded in agreement. Stiles turned to Isaac. "Here let me see." The curly haired beta held his wrist out for Stiles to inspect.
"I thought the ketamine was supposed to put her out?" Isaac groaned, glaring at the girl.
"Well apparently, this is all we're gonna get." Stiles shrugged. "It's not broken, but it might be fractured. You'll be okay, it won't take long to heal. Just try to keep your wrist straight and as still as possible. Okay?" Isaac nodded as Stiles released his wrist. "Okay. Now, let's just hope that whoever's controlling her decided to turn up tonight." Stiles announced, although he was convinced that it's Matt, they needed him to think he was in the clear. If he feels secure in anonymity, he'll get confident, when criminals get confident, they get sloppy and make a mistake. They always make a mistake.
Apparently the ruse worked as Tammy's eyes flew open and her head jerked. "I'm here." She announced, but it didn't sound like her. Her voice was deeper and had a slight echo to it, like two people were talking at once. "I'm right here with you."
-Teen Wolf-Sterek-Teen Wolf-Sterek-
"I think I've stopped healing." Boyd gasped, pressing his hand to his stomach in pain.
"The bullets, they're laced with wolfsbane." Derek informed him with in pain filled hiss. "You gotta go, take the car. Get to Mrs. McCall, she can help." Derek ordered.
"What about you?" Boyd asked. "I'm not leaving you here alone."
"Don't worry about me. Okay? I need to find Scott and Lydia, I can't go yet. Besides, I heal faster than you do, I'll be okay. I promise."
"Don't make promises that you can't keep."
"I can keep this one. Do you really think I'd leave you all without an Alpha? No way. I'll be fine, just go. Go!" Boyd hesitated for a second before rushing off, leaving Derek alone.
-Teen Wolf-Sterek-Teen Wolf-Sterek-
Matt recoiled in pain, hand flying up to his bleeding nose. "What the fuck, Matt?" Allison screeched angrily. "I'm in a committed relationship! I should never have agreed to this! Stay the fuck away from me, asshole." Allison stomped away and out of the warehouse. How dare he kiss her? What a swine! Allison was pissed off and needed to blow off some steam, she started to make her way to the room Tammy was being kept in, when Derek's car pulled up beside her.
"Allison!" Boyd gasped, rolling down a window.
"Boyd? Oh my god what happened?" Allison could see dark pools on his shirt, blood. "Where are the others?"
"Derek's back there, he's alone against the hunters. He told me to go to Mrs. McCall. Scott, he- Scott and Lydia are missing. We were looking for them. Isaac, Erica, Jackson and Stiles are with Tammy. Where is Matt?"
"The asshole kissed me! And- wait, did you say missing?!"
"Yeah, I'm sorry."
"No, don't be, it's not your fault."
"I left Lydia alone! I went to help Derek and I left her alone to close the mountain ash circle!" Boyd protested, practically radiating guilt. "I left her alone and vulnerable!"
"First of all, You couldn't have known, Okay?" Allison assured. "Second of all, a woman is only vulnerable when her nail polish is drying, and even then she can still pull a trigger." Boyd chuckled and nodded, vulnerable definitely wasn't a word to describe Lydia, or any of the girls in his life. "Now, was there any blood or signs of struggle where you last saw her."
"No." Boyd frowned, suddenly confused, if Lydia had been taken, there's no way she would have gone down without a fight. There would be some indication of it. So what happened?
"Maybe something Banshee related happened." Allison suggested. "It's Scott I'm worried about. Lydia is armed and willing to fight, but we all know that Scott would try to avoid hurting someone, even if it meant getting hurt himself." Allison sighed, then her eyes widened and she noticed that Boyd's injuries weren't showing any signs of healing, and the blood was getting darker, almost black. "Oh god, you're getting worse. Shit. Do you need me to drive you?"
"No, I'll be okay, just go help Derek and find Scott." The look on his face showed no room for argument.
"I will." Allison nodded as she reached through the window and squeezed Boyd's hand, smiling at him softly before rushing away to help her Alpha. "Go to Melissa, she'll patch you up."
-Teen Wolf-Sterek-Teen Wolf-Sterek-
Stiles, Erica, Jackson and Isaac stood opposite Allison and Derek, a line of mountain ash separating them. "So, uh we kind of lost Tammy inside, but uh-" Stiles started, but stopped when he heard a pained howl, a far too familiar pained howl.
"Scott." The wolves gasped in unison. "Allison, break it!" Derek demanded, gesturing to the mountain ash as Isaac ran off.
"What? But Tammy-"
"Scott's dying! Break it!" He yelled, and Allison didn't hesitate in dropping to the ground and breaking the line, then followed Derek and Isaac, running to Scott. "Look for Lydia!" Derek ordered Jackson, Erica and Stiles over his shoulder.
Isaac got to Scott first, only to be stabbed in the back by Allison's mother. Derek arrived next and shoved the woman away from his beta. When Allison arrived and saw her mother, she was devastated, but she wasn't shocked. She ignored the fight, and rushed over to Scott, she used all of her strength to pull Scott to his feet and started pulling him out of the room. Isaac soon rushed over and helped her, once they were out, she released Scott to Isaac completely then rushed back inside, gun raised, just in time to see Derek's teeth pierce her mother's flesh.
"No!" Victoria cried, trying to pull her arm away, but she knew that it was too late. Derek let go and stepped back, looking at Allison worried. Not that she was physically hurt, but to see if she hated him. There was no hatred in her eyes, only grief and hurt. "Allison." Victoria gasped. "How can you stay with them? He's just killed me."
Allison shook her head. "Hunting killed you. My alpha was defending my mate. If your body rejects the bite, that's not his fault. If you turn and take your own life because of some barbaric tradition, that's not his fault either. I love you mum, I always will, but I won't turn my back on my pack because of you. You promised to try to accept them, instead you tried to kill them. If you decide to end your life then I will mourn you, but I won't make you into a martyr. Now, if this is who you're going to be, then get the fuck out of my life." Allison grabbed Derek's arm. "Scott needs help." She reminded him, then they left the room, leaving the bleeding woman behind. Although it broke her heart to do so, Allison refused to look back.
-Teen Wolf-Sterek-Teen Wolf-Sterek-
Lydia was completely still as she sat in Beacon Hills Cemetery, next to an unmarked grave with a dead man whispering in her ear.
"I am so sorry Lydia, all of this must be terribly confusing. You're a strong girl, personally I think you're gonna pull through this with a minimal amount of post traumatic stress and maybe a few years of profoundly disturbing nightmares." Lydia stayed silent and turned her head away as Peter continued talking, going on about some plan that he had and how she was his backup.
"Okay, this is all very interesting, are you done? Cause I want to go check on my pack." The girl snarked, hoping that her voice didn't give away any of her fear.
"Oh, please, they're not your pack. They'll never be your pack, Lydia. You see, Banshee's don't have packs. You need to stop deluding yourself into thinking that you can truly fit in with them." Peter's tone was casual, as if he were talking about the weather. "You can play the role all you want, but you will never belong with them. They'll never understand you, so they'll never be able to fully accept you."
"You're wrong." Lydia replied, without a single drop of doubt, looking at the burnt man again. "They all know who I am and they love me for it. Just like I know who they are and love them all. Maybe Banshee's don't have packs, but I am more than just a Banshee. I am a girl who runs with wolves, I stood by them before you sunk your teeth and claws into me and awoke my Banshee abilities. I may not have claws or glowing eyes or super senses, but I am pack and I will be until the day I die. Nothing you say will make me doubt that. Ever." She expected him to make a witty remark or something, instead he opened his mouth wide and screamed in her face. Her mind went blank and it was like she wasn't her anymore. Like someone else was in charge of her body. She became aware of the fact that she was holding something, so she parted her hands to reveal a purple flower.
A/N: I wanted to write more, but it's 3am and I'm tired. Sorry that this chapter is late, but I got distracted watching all of the DVD's that I got for my birthday. Sorry. Links to the outfits are on my profile x
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