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𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐓𝐄𝐍

𝘺𝘰𝘶'𝘳𝘦 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘨𝘢𝘺

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"Stiles, can you drive please!" Meilani groaned as Stiles sped down the empty dark roads of Beacon Hills. Derek had run off to chase down Jackson while Stiles, Scott and Meilani sped around to find Derek and Jackson before either one killed the other.

"Oh, I'm sorry, Lani, let me just push the gas pedal down through the floor of the car," Stiles snapped back, the tires screeching as he made a sharp turn. A row of spikes at the end of the road caused Stiles to quickly press on the break and the halted just a few inches from the spikes.

Scott stared at the gated area in front of them and scanned to see if there was any other way in. "What do we do now?"

Meilani huffed and threw herself out of the Jeep, hopping over the gated fence and rushing off down the darkened area under the bridge. She could hear the Kanima's hissing and Derek's struggles to fight it off, followed by gun shots. From where she was, she could see Chris lower his gun once he realized the gunshots had done nothing and the Kanima was up again, directly behind him.

The Kanima flung Chris backwards into a pillar where he slumped to the ground with a loud groan. Gerard stepped out of the car to go aid Chris, but the Kanima stood in front of him with a hiss. Meilani didn't even think twice as she flung herself into the Kanima and sent it flying away from Gerard. The two had a stare off before Meilani was the one to break it and run off after the Kanima once again, leaving Gerard and Chris behind. 

Meilani found herself on the side of a night club where there was a line of people waiting to get in as the bouncer checked IDs, a neon green sign above his head. She turned around and jumped back when she saw Stiles and Scott stood behind her.

"Sorry, I'm sorry," Stiles stumbled, placing his hands on Meilani's shoulders to relax her. "Did you see where he went?"

"I lost him," Meilani sighed, running a hand through her hair as she scanned the area around them for any sign of the Kanima.

"What? You couldn't catch his scent?" Scott asked.

Meilani shrugged, turning back to the boys. "I don't think he has one."

"Alright, any clue where he's going?"

"To kill someone," Meilani informed, giving Stiles an odd look because at this point he should have known why they were on this chase to begin with. Between making sure Derek didn't kill Jackson and making sure Jackson didn't kill someone while he was the Kanima, Meilani needed a vacation. Or at least a pay rate for doing all this work.

"Ah, that explains the claws, and the fangs, and all that. Makes perfect sense now," Stiles remarked and furrowed his eyebrows when Meilani shot him a deadpan look. "What, Lani? Come on! I am one hundred and forty-seven pounds of pale skins and fragile bones. Sarcasm is my only defense."

Meilani shook her head, deciding to just let it go because they had bigger things to worry about. "Can you just help me find it please?"

"Not it. Jackson," Scott corrected.

"Yeah, I know. I - I know."

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

Meilani shrugged lamely because the whole thing had just happened so fast. One minute Jackson and Lydia were in the house and the next Lydia came out alone while the Kanima crawled around on her roof. She didn't have time to really think about anything else before Derek had ran off after Jackson and the trio jumped in the Jeep to follow after.

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

"Yeah, but that's the thing. How did he pass the test? Maybe it's like an either-or thing. I mean, Derek said that a snake can't be poisoned by its own venom, right? When's the Kanima not the Kanima?"

Meilani's eyes widened as realization dawned on her at Stiles' suggestion. "When it's Jackson."

Scott slowly backed away from the brick wall, his eyes focused above them with a worried look. "Uh, Mei? Stiles? Do you see that?"

The couple rushed to Scott's side and glanced up to see the tail of the Kanima going into the top window of the club. Jackson was inside the building and Lord only knew where he was gonna go and what he was gonna do.

"What's he gonna do in there?" Stiles asked.

Meilani's eyes trailed back to the line and she gasped when she saw Danny being let into the club by the bouncer. "I know he's going after."

"What? How? Do you smell something?"

"Armani."

The trio decided to break into the back of the club and found a back door in the alleyway they had been hidden in the whole time. However, it was locked shut when Stiles tried to pull on it. "Alright, maybe there's a, uh - like, a window we could climb through, or some kind of..."

Meilani cut Stiles off as she handed him the handle to the door she ripped off thanks to her wolf strength, patting his back as she slipped into the open door with her twin right behind her.

Inside the club, there were disco balls hung around the ceiling of the club, techno music thumped loudly from the large speakers by the DJ against the far wall of the club, the dance floor in the middle was full of dancing men and half naked male dancers stood above the crowd as the strobing lights flashed.

"Dudes, everyone in here is a dude!" Meilani yelled over the music. "I think we're in a gay club."

Meilani snorted when she glanced to the side to see Stiles surrounded by three drag queens. He looked extremely uncomfortable as they giggled and rubbed his shoulders.

"Babe, nothing gets past those keen werewolf senses, huh?"

Meilani eventually got her boyfriend away from the three men, politely excusing them to get drinks from the bar a few feet away. They approached the bar and Stiles had asked for three beers, which was stupid because none of them were twenty-one nor had proper IDs.

When the bar tender had asked for their IDs, Meilani was shocked to see the two boys hand him two fake IDs. They were horribly made and Meilani's burning question was when did either of them even get one and why she wasn't included in on that scam. She was pretty sure Scott had shot down the idea of Meilani joining because she knew Stiles well enough to know that he would have asked Scott to get her one.

The bar tender laughed wholeheartedly at the IDs and handed the boys back the cards. "I'll give you guys three cokes, okay?"

"Sure. Rum and coke!" Stiles exclaimed, dancing spastically to the music and paused when the bar tender just stared at him. "Coke's fine, actually. I'm driving anyway."

"I'm sorry about him," Meilani smiled sheepishly at the bar tender who turned away from them.

A handsome blonde, shirtless male handed the three their drinks and jerked his head backwards. "This is paid for."

The three followed the new bar tender's line of sight to a brunette who looked to be a year or two older than him, raise his beer with a smile their way. The smile mostly directed at Stiles.

Stiles glared at the twins when they hid their laughter around the rims of their plastic cups. "Oh, shut up."

"We didn't say anything," Scott replied, fighting to hide the smile that fought its way onto his face.

"Yeah, well, your faces did," Stiles countered, turning so his back was leant against the bar. "Oh, hey, I found Danny."

Meilani's head snapped up to the ceiling when she heard the sound of nails above her and she noticed Jackson crawl closer to where Danny danced in the middle of the dance floor with a guy. "I found Jackson. Get Danny."

"What're you gonna do?" Stiles timidly asked and nodded when he saw Meilani's claw grow out. "Works for me."

"Be careful," Scott told his twin, pinching her side lightly as he passed her with Stiles.

Meilani slowly made her way through the dancing crowd, making sure to keep her claws hidden from the crowd around her. She kept her eyes on the Kanima above her and then suddenly lost him when the smoke machines went off above her, sending the dance floor into a moment of cloud. Even with her heightened sight, she couldn't see clear enough to find Jackson until it cleared. Just a few feet away six guys - one of them being Danny - were laid paralyzed on the ground and the Kanima crawled over Danny.

"Jackson!" Meilani yelled and silently groaned when Derek stood on the other side in his wolf form, ready to strike Jackson. "No, Derek, don't!"

Derek slashed the Kanima, who roared in pain and stumbled away from Danny before he disappeared from sight along with Derek. 

Meilani ran around the club, following the line of black blood that lead back outside to the back of the club. She jumped down from the raised level that lead down to the parking garage and followed the trail of black blood past a few rows of cars to find Jackson laid between a Range Rover and an old Honda. Jackson's chest had been covered in blood and he coughed weakly, his eyes still closed as he laid there motionless.

"Jackson!" Meilani yelped, running over to him and kneeling next to him and was relieved when she could hear his heart still beating in his chest. Her head snapped up when she heard two pairs of sneakers rapidly approaching and saw it was Scott and Stiles. 

"Boys, what do we do with him now?"

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Eventually, the police and ambulances had shown up and Meilani ran over when she saw the EMS boys pushing Danny towards an ambulance on a gurney. "Danny!"

"Meilani, what are you doing here?" Danny rasped.

"Just... uh... seeing if you're okay," Meilani quickly lied with an innocent smile. "I was wondering if anything weird had happened to you today. Besides being paralyzed from the neck down."

"Sorry, sweetheart, we need to get him to the hospital," the EMS guy next to her, who couldn't be older than twenty-five, told her.

Meilani stopped the EMS boys from hauling Jackson into the ambulance. "Please, just one more question. Dan, are you okay?"

"Did it happen to my ex too?"

Meilani scanned the five other gurneys scattered around the back lot of the club and saw Danny's ex on a gurney with a breathing mask over his face. The gurney looked small compared to his bulging muscles and broad chest. "Yeah, why?"

"Then I'm great," Danny replied before he was hauled away into the back of the ambulance.

Meilani stepped back and allowed the two EMS guys to get into the back of the ambulance with Danny and waited for the ambulance to drive away before she ran to the Jeep where Scott and Stiles waited for her. "I couldn't get anything out of Danny."

"Okay, can we just get the hell outta here now, before one of my dad's deputies see me?" Stiles begged, gesturing to all the familiar faces of the squad that Meilani had gotten to know over the years of knowing Stiles. 

Meilani nodded silently and glanced behind her to the back where Scott sat with Jackson's head laid in his lap with the blanket wrapped around him. She went to make a comment to her twin when the sound of sirens wailing behind her caught her attention and she turned around to see Noah's cop car pull up in front of the Jeep.

"Oh, my God. Can this get any worse?"

Jackson groaned dramatically from the back.

Stiles whirled around and glared at Jackson, even though the other boy's eyes were still closed. "That was rhetorical, asshole."

"Get rid of him."

Stiles balked at his girlfriend's instructions and spastically waved his arms around. "Get rid of him? We're at a crime and he's the sheriff!"

"Do something, Stiles!"

"I hate you," Stiles huffed and forced himself out of the car while Meilani and Scott tried to keep Jackson quiet and still in the back of the Jeep.

Meilani leant forward in the Jeep, leaning her elbow on the dashboard as she nervously chewed on her nails as Stiles horrifically failed at trying to deter Noah about why they were there. He had said the word club at least ten times in one sentence and Meilani squeezed her eyes shut in frustration at her boyfriend.

"Not exactly your type of club," Noah commented.

"Uh... well, Dad... there's a conversation that - "

"You're not gay, Stiles," Noah cut off his son's obvious lie and motioned his hand to Meilani in the Jeep. "Your girlfriend's right there."

"What - I could be!" Stiles argued, clearly offended his dad didn't think he could be.

Noah eyed Stiles outfit of a black and gray zip up hoodie, black t-shirt and jeans. "Uh... not dressed like that, son."

"Well, what's..." Stiles trailed off, glancing down to his outfit. He quickly sobered back up when Noah went to step around him. "Whoa, Dad, wait!"

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

The sound of Jackson trying to sit up in the back and him moaning about what was going on, diverted Meilani's attention from Noah and Stiles to him. She whined as Scott failed at keeping Jackson laid down. "Jacks, I'm sorry about this," she whispered, rearing her fist back and hit Jackson across the face which successfully knocked him out.

Meilani awkwardly waved at Noah and Stiles who turned to look at her just after she hit Jackson across the face. Stiles had finally spewed a good enough lie about wanting to be at the club with Danny because he and his boyfriend just broke up and the three wanted to be there for him. Luckily, Noah bought it and Stiles was back in the Jeep faster than Meilani could blink and they peeled out of the lot.

Now they needed to worry about Jackson and Meilani already felt the exhaustion of it all hitting her.

AUTHORS NOTE

Hi hey hello

We are officially half way through this book and I don't know how to feel about that fact. It only means we are closer to the end of this whole series (officially made the decision of making the next book the final one because SCREW SEASON FOUR THERE I SAID IT) and I love this series so much that I don't want it to end. But I guess all good things must come to an end, right?

Also, Meilani deserves a break and I'd love to give her one, but man... this girl got a rollercoaster still ahead of her. I'm feeling the stress and frustration FOR her wow