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"Call the cops." Jackson insists causing me to lift my head from Stiles chest and gulp. I had been waiting for one of them to say this, it was the obvious next stop but they had no clue how wrong it would be. Stiles was right this alpha could take them down, it could kill them all and us.

"No," Stiles is quick to say.

"What do you mean no!" Jackson yells right back, bewildered.

"I mean no! What do you want to hear it in Spanish! No!" He sasses right back, I roll my eyes of course he would use sarcasm in our moment of near death," look Derek killed 3 people okay we don't know what he's armed with.

"Your dad is armed with an entire sheriffs' department call him! Imelda get him to do it!" Jackson orders me, flailing his arms in despair.

"You're not seeing reason Jackson! You don't know what it's been like for the last couple of hours for us!" I growl right back and stay quiet, earning narrowed eyes from all 3 of them. I just shrugged it off, although Allison looked even angrier then the other two which I found slightly odd.

"I'm calling!" Lydia finally gives up, giving me an apologetic look before moving around.

"No Lydia would you just hold on a sec-" Stiles tried to move near her but Jackson shaved him away.

"Hey!" Both Scott and I yell at him, I shoving his hands away from Stiles and then once again yelling at Jackass," get your hands off him!"

"Yes we are at Beacon Hills High School! We are trapped and we need someone too... but," Lydia is constantly cut off and I roll my eyes knowing that would somehow happen. This ain't going to be easy to get out of," she hung up on me."

"The police hung up on you?" Allison asks in disbelief.

"They said they had a tip warning them there would be prank warning them of break ins at the high school!" Lydia details us and I just look at Stiles, both of us sharing a knowing look," she said if I called again they would trace it and have me arrested."

"Okay then call again!" Allison yells at her, I narrow my eyes at the pale brunette.

"They won't trace a cell! They'll send a car to your house before they send anyone here!" Stiles stops them.

"What is this!" Allison yells out loud, clearly fed up with the situation," why does Derek want to kill us? Why is he killing anyone?"

The 3 unknowing people glance at Scott, hoping to get an answer. Stiles and I do too, Scott started this whole Derek thing, he was on his own to explain.

"Why is everyone looking at me!" Scott yells out.

"Is he the one that sent her the text?" Lydia asks, referring to the one Allison had supposedly received from Scott earlier.

"No... I mean I don't know!" Scott tries to answer.

"Is he the one that called the police?" Allison continues to question.

"I don't know!" Scott finally yells at her angrily, earning a disappointed and sad glare from Allison. Although I was extremely pissed at Scott right now there was no need for this inquisition from Allison, I get that she was scared but so were we. Acting frantic and yelling wasn't helping any of us.

I rolled my eyes and murmur ," alright why don't we ease back in the throttle here yeah?"

Grabbing fistfuls of Scott and Stiles shirts I pulled them away from Team Despair.

"Okay first off throwing Derek under the bus, I could kill you right now! Or better yet throw out there for the alpha to find!" I silently yelled at Scott.

"Sorry I just... I didn't know what to say! I had to say something! And if he's dead then it doesn't matter right? And if he's not then... oh god I totally just bit her head off!" Scott frantically says guilt on his face, clearly thoughts all jumbled up inside his head.

"And she'll totally get over it!" Stiles tells him," bugger issues at hand here like how do we get out alive!"

"But we are alive it could have killed us already, it's like it's for cornering us!" Scott says.

"Okay so it wants to eat us at the same time?"

"No Derek said it wants revenge!" I mumble out.

"Against who?" Stiles asks us.

"Allison's family," Scott informs him.

"Maybe that's what the text was about," Stiles concludes," someone had to send it."

"OKAY! ASSHEADS! New plan," Jackson yells out, cutting our conversation short," stiles calls his useless dad and tells him to send someone with a gun and useless aim! Are we good with that?"

He looks around at everyone, I narrowing my eyes at him," I've got a pretty decent aim Jackson and if you don't stop being a dick right now I'll clobber you with my shoe."

Everyone besides me stays quiet, agreeing with Jackson. I shake my head, Stiles doesn't need to send his own father into war.

"He's right!" Scott finally says," tell him the truth if you have too. Call him!"

"I'm not watching my dad get eaten alive!" Stiles tells Scott, refusing him. I nod along to his statement, I'd rather go out there and fight the alpha myself then let Stiles dad die. He's a good man and Stiles does not deserve to feel the pain of loosing both parents.

"Alright give me the phone-" Jackson says fed up, trying to yank at Stiles.

I say trying because even before he manages to touch him Stiles throws his arm back, punching him straight in the nose and sending Jackson tumbling down.

"Oh my god Jackson!" Allison yells a little too worried for my taste," are you alright!"

Allison bolts towards Jackson, practically throwing herself way more then his actual girlfriend who just stands back and looks at me. She doesn't seem pissed or worried for him, instead Lydia shrugs her shoulders knowing fully well he deserved it.

I grab at Stiles, trying to hide my proud smile at him," woah easy there Mohammad Ali."

Allison then looks right back up at us, sending Stiles the most disgusted face ever I snarl at her," watch it Argent, there doesn't need to be 2 knockouts tonight m."

Her eyes turn towards me full of hatred, and I in turn raise an eyebrows. What's up her ass?"

Stiles pushes me gently away from his side so he can grab his phone.

"Stiles," I murmur," you don't have to."

"Yes," he sighs," yes I do."

He pulls the phone to his ear and I suck in a deep breath, this could turn very bad in seconds," dad hey it's me! And it's your voicemail! Look I need you to call me back now! Like right now! We are at the school!"

He hangs up just as something begins to bang against the doors. Everyone shots up, Lydia running towards me while Stiles places a protective arm over the both of us.

"The kitchen! The door leads to the stairwell," Stiles states surprising calm as Lydia cringes into my arm.

"The door only goes up!" Scott yells.

"Up is better then here!" I yells and begin running in that direction.

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We end up in a chemistry room and you won't believe which one... Mr. Harris'. What a fucking way to go honestly, I refuse to die here.

All of us stand around, breathing heavily as we hear the Alpha growling and nearing us. Lydia's hand tightens in my own, I'm certain he can hear us but he passes our room like nothing. That's not good... not at all.

Scott whips his head to look at Jackson," how many people can fit in your car?"

"5 if someone squeezes on someone's lap," he answers.

I snort at the answer," I'm like 5'2 and I barely fit!"

"It doesn't matter," Stiles cuts me off," we don't get out without causing attention."

"Well what about this?" Scott motions us over to a door next to the board, "this leads to the roof we can use the fire escape to get down!"

"That's a deadbolt," I say to him, pointing towards it.

"We can get the keys off the janitor," he immediately thinks up.

"Yeah his body has it!" Stiles says, shutting the idea down.

"I can get it! I can get it not by scent by blood!" Scott starts plotting in my head and I shake my head at his ludicrous thought. I know I said something about throwing him outside earlier but I was kidding, of course I'm not gonna send him out there to die!

"Gee that sounds like an incredible dumb idea what else you got?" Stiles sasses.

"He's right Scott, that's literally throwing yourself to the wolves! Or Alpha wolf in this case!" I scold him, shaking my head.

"I'm getting the key," she says stubbornly.

He turns to walk towards Allison and talk with her while I shake my head," Stiles this is a bad idea. He's going out there to die. We can't let him do this."

He nods along to what I'm saying, not answering. We walk over to the rest of the group just as Allison says he can't go unarmed.

I shake my head when he grabs a small wooden stick and say to him," I'm coming with you. There no way you'll make it out with just a stick!"

"No!" He yells, widening everyone's eyes and then grabbing my wrist," you're not going!"

He drags me away from the group, taking Stiles with him as well," you're not going out there!"

I roll my eyes," why the fuck not? I'm the Dea, I could take this thing if I wanted too!"

He still shakes his head," Derek asked me to protect you! Did you forget your other Dea perk! He gets one good strike at you and it's over! I'm not risking you like that. Stiles tell her."

I growl and my eyes travel to Stiles, who just looks at me with guilt," he's right Imelda. You can't go out there with him, it's better if you stay here."

"Are you fucking kidding me!" I whisper yell to both of them.

Scott puts a hand on my shoulder," Imelda please, stay here and watch over them. You're the only person who's able to help them if I can't."

I just shake my head, being as stubborn as him," NO! You've got a damn stick that wouldn't even put Jimmeny Cricket down as a weapon Scott!"

"There's gotta be something else," Stiles mumbles.

"There is," Lydia talks for the first time, surprisingly her voice is calm. Alright, at least I wasn't the only one here being smart. I knew she was my best friend for some reason.

"Lyds," I say furrowing my eyebrows," what's going through your head?"

She looks me in the eyes and then motions over towards the cabinet full of chemicals before saying," cosmos."

I smirk, knowing exactly where my little mad scientist is going with this. Stiles still clueless asks," what are we going to do, throw acid on him?"

My eyes narrow at Stiles, face dropping," no, you idiot. A firebomb."

"The whiskey?"

"That's fireball," Lydia says to him, obviously irritated that no one but us knows what she talks about," in there is everything I need to make a self igniting Molotov cocktail."

"Self igniting..."

"Molotov cocktail," Lydia and I state slowly. Everyone looking at us in shock, mostly Lydia.

I shrug my shoulders," hey we were drinking one night and then got to thinking."

Lydia continues," I googled something about a drunk being used as a bomb and boom... I was reading about the Molotov cocktail."

I nod my head in agreement, really Lydia was the genius behind it.

"We don't have a key for it," Stiles tells us both.

Jackson sighs in agitation and smashes his leather jacket clad elbow threw the glass.

I smile at Stiles," now we do."

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Lydia sets to work, going full brainiac on us as she enlists Jackson as her assistant while I try to convince Scott to let me go one last time. Unfortunately that ends once again with me being stuck here, angry beyond belief while Scott is handed the cocktail bomb.

"No you can't do this! You cannot go out there!" Allison stops Scott.

"We can't just a sit here waiting for Stiles' dad to check his messages," Scott defends.

"You could die! Don't you get that!" She says angrily," he's killed 3 people."

Actually he hasn't really killed anyone... just another of your stupid boyfriends ideas like this one...

"And we are next!" He tells her," someone has to do something!"

He walks over towards the door, but she steps in front of him, crying severely," just stop! Do you remember when your told me you knew wether or not I was lying! That I had a tell! So do you! You're a horrible liar and you've been lying all night! Just please don't go!"

So she's finally caught on... well truth be told he is a horrible liar and I'm pretty sure Allison wasn't the only one to figure it out as I notice a smirking Scott.

"Lock it behind me," Scott simply says, glancing at Stiles and I one last time before marching towards the door. Allison pulls him right back for a long kiss, trying to keep him in place but he leaves nonetheless.

And Allison runs straight to Jackson for comfort.

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We had been here for what felt like hours just sitting and waiting. Stiles and I had resorted to sliding down one of the walls and my head was on his shoulder as I listened, stopping any sense of doubt.

"Can you hear anything?" Stiles asks me.

"Like Scott's high pitched death scream or flesh being ripped apart? No, not since the janitor," I mumble lowly so he can only hear.

"This is ridiculous," Allison's finally says," he shouldn't be out there. Since he's left I can't stop my hands from shaking."

Jackson holds her hands, cooing," it's okay."

Lydia watches this as do the rest of us, Jackson outwardly flirting with her boyfriend.

I shake my head, tsking at them while standing up and walking over towards Lydia, dragging Stiles behind me.

"Hey Jackson," I call out to him," maybe you should worry a little bit more over your girlfriend."

Allison's eyebrows shoot up, the same fury in them as their has been all day," that's rich coming from you."

Both Lydia and Stiles stiffen next to me, Stiles keeping a cautionary hand over me," excuse me? Care to clarify?"

She hops off the desk she's been sitting at," don't act like you don't know what I'm talking about. I know exactly what you've been doing, why Scott's been lying to me all night, and why you wanted to go with him so badly."

The realization quite literally makes me laugh, laughing so hard I manage to shake off a surprised Stiles while Lydia takes a step forward with me and calmly mumbles," Allison don't."

She doesn't step down though, simply narrowing her eyes even more and spitting out," come on Imelda! Say it! Say what we all know tonight? You know I thought you were actually with Stiles at first but now I'm sure you're with Scott unless of course you're with both of them which in sure wouldn't surprise me. And you want to know the worst of them all, you just let him go out there. Shows just how much you care for Scott. Stiles you really know heir to pick them."

I stop laughing, a cynical smile on my lips," oh Allison you really want to do this right now? I'm pretty sure even a drama queen like you could have chosen a better moment."

She simply snarls," slut."

I take another step forward until I'm almost in her personal space and seriously state," okay fine. You're far from the truth Argent! Scott and Stiles are my friends, emphasize on the friends incase you didn't hear me the first time. I was trying to go out there and maybe help your boyfriend instead of banging him before we die understand. He's trying to save your stupid ass idiot. Maybe if you could get your head out of your ass you could see that. He's trying to save you! Not the people he's knowing since elementary school, not the boy who's like a brother you idiot. And if anyone has the right to be angry right now it's Lydia, you've been hanging off Jackson since the first week of school. Like you said 'shows how much you care for Scott'. Ever since you've been here the both of you have been like the fucking Titanic couple hanging off each other. So don't you ever dare try to come at me or Scott with accusations like that. Lydia would be telling you all this shit but she has class unlike you. So go sit your damsel in distress bitch ass down!"

She goes to slap me but I catch her hand in mid air, squeezing down on her wrist so she whimpers but still keeps that nasty look while I snarl," you may be from the famous Argent family but guess what? You live in the Drake Kingdom so if you ever try that again I promise that for the next couple of years you'll be stripping for old truckers bitch."

I shove her hard, right back into Jacksons arms while Lydia grabs me backward and Stiles pulls me back towards the wall.

"Easy there Oscar de La Hoya," Stiles mumbles to me, causing a smile to form on my lips and an amused expression on Lydia.

"She's being a dramatic bitch," I mumble rolling my eyes at Allison," it was bound to happen eventually. I just didn't think that would be the cause of it."

Lydia begins to examine the chemicals next to us, eyebrows clenching and then unclenching as she finally asks," Jackson you handed me the sulphuric acid right? It has to be sulphuric acid, it won't ignite if it's not."

"I give you what you asked for!" He snaps at her.

Lydia looks at him unconvinced," yeah I'm sure you did."

A growl so loud it practically explodes my eardrums sounds out through the walls, causing Jackson to grab at his neck and I to wince grabbing at my ears.

Jackson falls down, pain etched on his face as he yells out and removes his hands from his neck to reveal puncture wounds. At the same time he yells I hear Scott do the same as well.

Lydia, Allison, and I manage to lift Jackson right back up. Him still shaking in pain, but he pushes away from us.

"I'm fine!" He states," seriously I'm okay."

"That didn't sound okay," Allison says, once again far more concerned then she should be.

"What's on the back of your neck?" I ask, trying to look but he moves in the opposite direction.

Lydia looks at me and then at him saying," that's been there for days and you won't tell me what happened."

"As if either of you actually cares!" He snaps at both of us.

"As a matter of fact we do you dick!" I snap right back," its you who hasn't given a shit enough to ask your girlfriend how she is but you've been taking care of Allison over there just fine huh!"

Allison chooses to stay quiet this time and Jackson keeps his mouth shut as well, knowing I'm right on this one.

Stiles once again takes a handful of my jacket and sets me next to him, while I squeeze Lydia's hands tighter.

"Alright can we not argue for like a second here," Stiles pleads looking at me.

I shrug my shoulders," hey, I end them. I don't start them."

"Where's Scott," Allison says," he should've been back by now."

There's a snap at the door and Allison flys over to it, banging and yelling at it," SCOTT! SCOTT!"

I stand still, straining my ears to hear for him but instead I hear sirens getting closer and closer.

"SHUT THE FUCK UP!" I yell once again and everyone gets quiet.

"You hear that too!" Lydia says looking at me.

And all of us exhale in the same moment, relieved, running towards the windows to see cop cars begin to pull up next to the jeep.

It's over, this fucking haunted house is over.

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The sheriff pulls open the doors of the school, letting me walk out first followed by the boys before saying," are you sure it was Derek Hale?"

"Yes!" Scott says once again.

"I saw him too," Stiles adds on while I stay quiet and pretend to be looking for Lydia. She's being examined for any type of scratches while Natalie holds onto her hand and looks at me.

"What about the janitor?" Scott asks.

"We are still looking," The sheriff tells us with a doubtful voice.

"Did you check under the bleachers?" Scott asks.

"Yes Scott we looked, we pulled them out just like you asked. There's nothing," Sheriff informs him.

"I'm not making this up," Scott says.

"I know, I believe you. I do," the sheriff says although his face days otherwise.

"No you don't," Scott seems to notice as well," you have this look like... you feel bad for me... like you want to believe me but I know you don't."

The sheriff pauses for a moment before answering," listen... we are going to search this whole school. We are going to find him. Okay I promise."

He looks each of us in the eye, making us the promise before he's called off and Scott turns to look at Stiles and I.

"Well we survived dude!" Stiles exclaims," you know we outlasted the alpha. Thats still good right? Being alive."

"When we were in the chemistry room it walked right by us you don't think it heard us? You don't think it knew exactly where we were?" Scott asks Stiles specifically.

He knew that I had the same feeling, it knows where we were. It was toying with us.

"Well then how come we're still alive?" Stiles asks.

"It wants me in its pack!" Scott tells us both," but first I have to get rid of my old pack first."

"Old pack?" I ask," what the heck?"

"Alison," he begins to a me off," Jackson, Lydia and Stiles because Imelda you don't count. You don't belong to a pack."

I furrow my eyebrows while Stiles says aloud," the alpha doesn't want to kill us..."

"He wants me to do it," Scott finished for him," and that's not even the worst part."

"How the fuck is that not the worst part?" I yell louder.

"Because when he made me shift I wanted to do it! I wanted to kill them!" He tells us, Stiles and my face dropping," all of them."

Scott's face is full of guilt as he looks anywhere but us until he sees something behind us. Stiles and I turn to see what he's looking for and run after him as he appraises Deaton who's being taken care of by an EMT.

"How did you-" Scott trails off.

"Get out?" Deaton answers," luckily just in time. Thanks to you Scott, I think I owe you a raise."

We are unable to say or question anything because sheriff pulls away and Scott spots Allison not far away. He walks over there to her where she looks pissed while I stand with Stiles, shivering.

"Are you okay?" Stiles asks me, looking concerned.

"To be completely honest no... not at all," I say my voice quivering;" I've been chased around all night by a crazed alpha, I think I've just lost one of my best friends, and to top it all off Derek might actually be dead Stiles. I'm not okay in the slightest."

"Imelda," he mumbles, pulling me into his long arms as I begin to shake harder and bury my face into his shirt.

No tears come, not even sobs, just a constant shake that lasts a long time until I'm able to speak a coherent sentence without feeling the knot in my throat.

Stiles pulls hair from my face and asks," hey do you want a ride? You can sleep over and I can make us some pancakes in the morning? Maybe watch batman until we fall asleep?"

I shake my head, smiling at his kind offer but declining it," no it's okay. My Uncle Charlie has been notified and your dads letting Lydia's mom take me home. I think I can do with some peace and quiet. Maybe get my head on straight."

He purses his lips but knows not fight me just says," I'm coming to check on you tomorrow."

I nod and hug him again," thanks Stiles."

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Lydia's mom insists the whole ride him for me to sleep over, not letting me out of the car until we make the deal that Lydia will be staying and I will secure every door in my home. Natalie doesn't drive off until we are in the house and she still looks worried.

"I'm ready to sleep," Lydia groans, going up my stairs," and not wake up until 3 days from now."

"Good idea," I yell up to her," let me get a drink first and I'll see you! Get anything you want from my closet to sleep in!"

She doesn't answer, just continues to go up the stairs while I set the alarm and turn the light on. I gasp, frozen to the spot at what I see.

It's the Dominic's dark grey shirt I let Derek borrow neatly folded and sitting on the counter.

I have no clue wether be dropped it off before he died or if it's a sign that he made it but the joyous small on lips guesses it to be the latter.

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WOOOOW!! That was a long one to write! ALOT went down huh? I actually really enjoyed the Allison and Imelda standoff lol? Did you guys? Let me know please!

Also, THIS IS MY FIRST WEEKEND I GET TO MYSELF YAS! Ugh, I've been sleeping all these days lol.

Okay PEACE!
-Ashley*