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19
-Frenemy-
(season two, episode six)
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Joey's mind was a puzzle to not only Derek but to Scott now to. Her new powers were were something both of the men were trying to piece together. Derek was further ahead but Scott wasn't far behind.

That was because Derek didn't actually have much.

But standing behind the gate of a nightclub with a killer lizard inside really put into perspective how quickly Joey became close with them.

Some can call it fate, others can call it suspicious...

Scott just calls it loyalty.

Stiles on the other hand probably hadn't even noticed because all he thought about recently wasn't how long she had been around, but how to finally kiss her again-

"Did either of you see where he went?" Joey asks, pulling her navy blue beanie back down onto her head.

Scott huffs. "I lost him."

"You couldn't catch his scent?" Stiles looks past the fence, almost like if he looks hard enough the lizard will pop up again.

"I don't think he has one."

Lost in thought, Joey brings up Jenson.

"When we get back to your place can we do some research on Jenson. I keep getting a weird feeling about him."

Scott smiles softly at the blonde. "Yeah, whatever you need."

"Any clue of where Jacksons going?" Stiles interrupts.

"To kill someone." The werewolf says plainly.

Joey lets out a nervous laugh while stiles continues. "That explains the claws and the fangs and all that stuff"

Scott's face doesn't move.

"Scott, c'mon, I'm 147 pounds of pale skin and fragile bone, okay? Sarcasm is my only defense."

"Guys, just help me find it."

"I may not like him but not 'It." Jackson." The girl sighs.

"Derek said a snake can't be poisoned by its own venom right? So that's how he passed the test. But when is a kanima not a kanima?" Stiles asks.

"When it's Jackson."

Abruptly, Stiles takes a few steps back, looking up with a scared look on his face. "Uh, guys."

Joey meets where his eyes are looking. "He's going inside, Scott."

Scott looks up as the tail disappears into the rafters on the roof. "I know who he's after."

"What? How? Did you smell something?" The boy asks.

"Armani."

After busting through a side door, Scott leads the two in.

The three teens are met with a club filled with loud music and only men dancing.

"Is this a gay club?" Joey turns to Stiles. "Are we seriously in a gay club right now?"

"Yeah, nothing gets past those keen werewolf senses, huh, Scott?" He turns to his friend.

Scott pulls the two to the bar.

"Three beers." He says.

"I'ds?"

The two boys pull out their drivers license which clearly says their not twenty-one.

"Can I just get a shirley temple, please?" The blonde asks as the bartender eyes up the Id's.

"Yeah and two cokes for them?" He asks.

She nods.

"Aren't you like, the wrong gender for this club?"

She shrugs her shoulders. "Moral support and also the best wingman."

He chuckles, getting their drinks.

"Hey, I found Danny." Stiles points.

"I found Jackson." Joey says, looking up into the ceiling.

"Get Danny."

"What are you going to do?" Stiles and Joey say in unison.

Scott's claws slide out almost instinctively, ready to fight to save Danny.

"Works for me." Says Stiles.

Joey and Stiles walk off into the dancing crowd to find Danny. Stiles grabs the girl's hand and guides them through, pushing past people who don't move out of their way.

Scott follows Jackson through the rafters and waits for him to drop.

Steam or smoke, Joey couldn't decipher which it was, started to fill the dance floor. Her heart began to pound in her chest. Whatever happened tonight would probably give her a nightmare worse than the one she got when watching Pennywise dance.

In the distance a trail of dropping bodies leads to not only Danny but the two trying to find him.

Then, a growl fills the air.

"No, Don't!" Scott yells over the music, but no one can hear him except for himself and the other werewolf in the building. Derek.

Screaming fills the air. The music now seeming quiet because of their terror.

"Where did Scott go?" Joey shouts to Stiles.

He looks around, trying to spot his friend. "I can't see him." Stiles grabs her arm tighter. "Let's go outside! Meet him there!" He shouts.

She nods, letting him take her outside.

The pait spring through the running crowds and out a side door, racing in between cars and other people. Finally they find Scott... Leaning on the ground next to. bleeding Jackson. Naked.

"What do we do with him now?" Scott asks, sensing his friends were just arriving to the scene.

"Call animal control?" The blonde asks in a high pitched, worried tone.

Stiles lets go of her arm and pulls her hat that was slowly lifting back onto her head. "I'm gonna take her to the front, I can hear the ambulances pulling up and she's gonna want to see Danny."

Scott nods. "I'll be there in a few."

Ten minutes later three ambulances have arrived and Danny is being wheeled away on a stretcher by a peramedic.

Stiles nods to the girl as their sitting on concrete steps, letting her know she's good to head over.

Her feet carry her to the boy on the stretcher.

"Hey, Danny, how are you feeling?" Her voice is filled with worry.

He chuckles. "I'm aching but other than that I'd say I'm lucky."

She matches his laugh. "Can I ask you some questions?"

"Only if you tell me why you're here later." He rasps.

She nods. "Promise." Joey wraps her jacket tighter across her stomach. "Did you see anything weird before you went down?"

Danny shakes his head. "Not much, just some smoke or something. Can I ask you something?"

"Yeah, of course."

"Did it happen to my ex to?" He tries his best to look behind him.

Joey eyes the boy a few feet away, oxygen mask on his face. "Yeah.."

"Sick." He says with a smirk.

The paramedic gives Joey a sincere look as he pulls the stretcher into the ambulance.

"I'll text you later." She salutes then follows Stiles to his Jeep.

Scott jumps in after them.

"Can we get out of here before one of my dad's deputies sees me?" Stiles asks, peering out the windshield.

On cue, a deputy car pulls in front of the Jeep.

"Can this get any worse?"

Jackson groans in the backseat, next to Joey, passed out.

"That was rhetorical!" He says to the knocked out Kanima.

Scott shakes his head. "Get rid of him."

"Get rid of him? We're at a crime scene and he's the sheriff." Stiles retorts.

"Get out and do something!" Joey shoved him out of his drivers seat and shuts the door.

Scott and Joey watch anxiously from the Jeep while Stiles talks to his dad.

While watching intently, Joey is interrupted by the sound of fist hitting jaw. She turns from the side window.

"Did you just punch him?"

Joey's face is filled with shock and Scott just winces. "He was being too loud.

She puts her head in her hands. "Oh my gosh.."

Stiles jumps back into the Jeep and quickly puts it in drive, pulling off onto the main road.

"Where are we going to put the hypothetical beast back here?" Joey wonders, making sure Jackson is fully covered by the blanket.

"Don't worry, Jo. We've got this handled."

"Is it illegal?" She asks the boy with the buzz.

He shrugs. "Isn't that a given?"

The blonde gives a groan and leans her head on the back passenger window.

This was going to be an even longer night than she thought.

Later that night, well, morning the three kids are standing by a tree, a few feet away from a police van they stored and chained the lizard inside to.

"Stiles! McCall!" He stops for a few seconds.

Relief fills Joey, maybe he forgot her.

"Russo!" He shouts, you can hear the chains hitting the metal inside.

"Who do you think he's the most mad at?" She jokes, throwing a rock into the creek.

"Oh, definitely you." Stiles replies.

She turns to him with a dropped jaw. "What? Me? He called your name first!"

He shakes his head fast. "That doesn't mean shit-"

"Shut up." Scott says, matching Joey's throwing style.

It had been five minutes since Stiles had stepped inside the van to talk to Jackson. Joey was getting bored so she decided to follow in.

"Do you really think my parents won't be looking for me?" Jackson asks with a growl.

Joey opens the door and steps in. "You're adopted and annoying, I don't really care what they do."

The kanima turns to her. "You're crazy and delusional." He replies.

She smiles. "No one said those things weren't true."

Stiles pulls her in close because of the temperature. Not as close as he wished but as close as he was gonna get.

"Did you know you have a tail?" She asks, taunting him.

"Yeah, Russo? Does it do anything?"

She shakes her head.

"Can I use it to strangle you?"

"Do you like jail time, Jackson?" Her voice is monotone.

He laughs. Loudly. "You kidnapped me."

"What happened on the night of the first full moon, you know before you tried to kill Danny." Stiles asks.

Jackson sits back, calming a bit. "Nothing, nothing happened."

Stiles and Joey decide to leave the boy in silence and step outside and wait for Allison. It only takes thirty minutes for her to arrive.

"They know."

Stiles jumps back and lets out a yelp. "Oh my god! They know what?"

She takes a breath. "They know Jackson is missing."

Joey starts to shake slightly while tripping over a stick to grab the police radio inside the van.

"All units proceed with caution to Beacon Hills Preserve. I repeat proceed with caution. and wait for Sheriff Stilinski's arrival."

All three tens share and looks and jump over each other to get in the van.

"Where are we going?" Allison asks.

Stiles sends a final message on Jackson's phone and tosses it. "Very far from here."

Scott meets up with the trio as they park in a secluded part in the woods.

They catch up on information.

"If Jackson doesn't remember being the Kanima, he's definitely not gonna remember stealing Danny's tablet." Scott says, meeting eyes with Allison.

Stiles scoffs. "Why would he steal the thing if he doesn't even know what's on it?"

Allison speaks up, giving Joey's shoulder a rub for comfort. "What if someone else took it?"

"Then somebody else knows what he is." Stiles says.

"The bestiary says, 'The kanima seeks a friend, right?" Allison continues.

"Okay, hold on, so somebody watches Jackson make a video of himself turning into the Kanima and then just erases part of it so he wouldn't know?" Joey adds.

Stiles asks upon hearing her theory. "Who would do that?"

"wait, what if the part about it only killing murders is true? Maybe he's being protected from that?" Scott responds.

"I haven't killed anyone lately. And it totally tried to kill me, Jo, and Derek at the pool."

Scott shaked his head in thought. "What if it was just trying to keep you in?"

Joey lets out a deep breath. "I feel violated."

Hours go by, Stiles and Joey are returning from checking on Lydia while Allison and Scott watched Jackson. It was completely dark and that wasn't even the worst part.

"Stiles, the back is open." She says, out of breath from walking and from seeing Jackson vanished.

"Oh god.." Stiles races to the front of the van, knocking on the windows. "Guys, you might wanna come see this."

Allison and Scott jump out, walking to the back and seeing the open doors.

"We have to tell someone, he's going to kill somebody." Joey says, pulling her hand through her hair.

Allison nods. "We're just teenagers. We can't handle this."

"Stiles, how are you going to get your dad to believe all this?"

Scott turns around, eyes glowing yellow. "He'll believe me."

"I'm going back to Lydia's. My parents are out of town and I don't know I just-"

Stiles gives her a look, 'Take a deep breath,' It says.

She does. "I'm going back to Lydia's. Can you drop me off?"

All three nods and they close the doors to the back and hop in the van.

Joey knocks on Lydia's door and after a few seconds it opens.

"Joey..." Her face is riddled with sadness, desperately trying to claw its way out.

"Come here." She says, pulling the redhead in for a tight hug.

*NOT PROOFREAD*

anyway yall hope you had fun reading this, i lit a candle that smells like "harry styles" and wrote this so yeah. let's just say i channeled that smell.