"Self-igniting?..." Stiles asked confused.

"Molotov cocktail." Lydia replied annoyed as she sounded each syllable. Everyone turned to us confused. "What? We read it somewhere." Lydia told them, playing her dumb act.

"We don't have a key for that either." Stiles said with a sigh but Jackson just rammed his elbow into the glass. Lydia and I quickly got some chemicals out and began to stir us up a cocktail.

"Jackson can you hand us the sulfuric acid?" I asked as I swirled the mixture around. It took a moment but I eventually a bottle made it's way into my hands. Lydia and I quickly drew the cork out of the bottle and poured a bit of the acid in before swirling it around again and adding a cork stopper, then we handed it to Scott.

"No. No, this is insane, you can't do this. You cannot go out there." Allison stuttered out with fear ripe in her voice.

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

"You could die. Don't you get that? He's killed three people." She whispered.

"And we're next. Somebody has to do something." He began to walk away but she followed.

"Scott, just stop. Do you remember - do you remember when you told me you knew whether or lying? That I had a tell." Scott nodded. "Well, so do you. You're a horrible liar. And you've been lying all night. Just - just please - please don't go. Please don't leave us. Please." She said pained and with tears gathering in her eyes. They stared at each other for a moment but he went to move forward.

"Lock it behind me." He muttered was but interrupted by Allison pulling him towards her, pressing her lips against his. He looked at her, sadness clear in his eyes as he walked away from her and out of the door.

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I curled myself up in Stiles' arms in the corner of the room, away from everyone else and shuffled slightly but hissed when I felt a button on Stiles' coat graze the punctures on my neck and chest. He immediately drew me away from his chest and kept his hands on my shoulders whilst looking at me in deep concern.

"What? What is it? What's wrong?" I sent him a tense smile.

"Nothing. I'm fine." I lied through gritted teeth as I felt the pain flood back into my body. Obviously the adrenaline's gone. I though sarcastically.

"No. No you're not. That's not you're 'everything's fine' face. That's your 'somethings up but I'm not going to tell anyone cause I'm too stubborn' face." He raised an eyebrow, waiting for me to tell him.

"I'm fine, it's just the Alpha-" I started but Stiles quickly interrupted me with worry clear in his voice.

"The Alpha? What'd he do?" He then moved his hands to my face, checking over for wounds.

"He just ... grazed me." Stiles looked up at me before he caught sight of the three slashes made by the Alpha's claws.

"That doesn't look lie a graze. Are you ok?" He asked as he let his fingers brush against it. As soon as his fingertips met the wound I felt something flow through me. It was as if energy had coursed through his fingers and made it's way through my body, causing me to shiver.

"Yeah, I'll be fine. It'll just take longer to heal than normal but I'm ok." We stood in a nearly comfortable silence. You know, if it weren't a blood-thirsty animal running around trying to kill us.

"I love you." Stiles blurted out. I looked at him confused and tilted my head confused.

"...I love you, too. You ok?" I asked in concern.

"I'm fine. It's just that I almost lost you and now I could loose Scott and my dad." He whispered as he slid down the wall. I knelt down in front of his and held his face in my hands, stroking my thumb over his cheekbones, smiling comfortingly at him.

"Hey, it's gonna be fine. I won't let anything happen to either of them. Alright?" He nodded and I pressed a kiss to his cheek. He wrapped his arms around me before he pulled me down. I curled up to him again -careful of his buttons this time- with my legs over his lap and my head on his shoulder.

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"I don't get this. I don't get why he's out there, and why he left us. And I can't - I can't stop my hands from shaking." I was now sat on the counter with Allison on my left and Stiles on my right when she started to speak.

"It's okay." Jackson told her as he grabbed her shaking hands. Lydia looked at him alarmed whilst I glowered at him. "It's okay, it's gonna be okay." I looked back over at Lydia before extending my hand. She shuffled over to me and I pulled her into my arms. After a few minutes of comforting words she pulled away slightly with a frown. She looked over at the bench we had just been working on.

"Jackson, you handed me the sulfuric acid right?" She asked. "It has to be sulfuric acid. It won't ignite if it's not."

"I gave you exactly what you asked for didn't I?" He said back through gritted teeth. 

"Yeah. Yeah, I'm sure you did." She said back but I didn't sounds like she believed him at all.

Out of the blue we heard a roar piece the air. Jackson jumped as grabbed his neck in pain as he fell to his knees before he began screaming. I caught something on the back of his neck. It looked like the wounds on my neck and chest and I wondered why I wasn't affective but I just put it down as already being supernatural as I helped him back up - though grudgingly.

"No, I'm fine." He told us. "Seriously, I'm okay."

"That didn't sound okay at all." Allison said with worry in her tone.

"What's on the back of your neck?" Stiles asked and pointed to the back of his neck but Jackson slapped his hand away and sighed.

"I said I'm fine." Jackson said angrily.

"It's been there for days. He won't tell me what happened." Lydia told us from in front of me as she looked at Jackson

"As if you actually care." Lydia sent him a small glare before looking away again. I sent her a sympathetic smile and rubber her arm before I stiffened. I turned my head slightly and heard it again. Footsteps getting closer. 

"All right, can we not argue for half a second here?" Stiles said as I heard a strange sound. It almost sounded like someone or more rather something was locking us in. I turned towards the door and saw a faint outline outside the frosted window.

"Where's Scott? He should be back by now." Allison spoke but I was more focused on listening to Scott's heartbeat which was speeding along at a frighteningly fast rate before it slowed back down to a much more normal rate. The key being taken out of the lock loudly was enough to attract everyones attention.

 "Scott! Scott!" Allison shouted repeatedly as she banged on and tried to open the door.

"Where's he going?" Lydia asked, scared. "Stop. Stop! Do you hear that? Listen!" Lydia shouted, interrupting Allison's incessant calling of Scott's name and we listened to the police sirens making their way towards the school, causing me to grip Stiles' hand as we ran to look out the window, seeing the police pull up. I sighed in relief as Stiles pulled me into his chest in a tight hug. 

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"You're sure it was Derek Hale?" The Sheriff asked us as we exited the school and began to make our way down the stairs.

"Yes." Scott told him confidently. Mr. Stilinski then looked towards his son who agreed.

"I saw him too."

"And what about you, Aurora?" He asked as he looked toward me. I shrugged.

"I don't know, sir. I didn't see his face." I told him and he nodded.

"What about the janitor?" Scott asked again.

"We're still looking." He told him.

"Did you check under the bleachers? Under them?"

"Yeah, Scott, we looked. We pulled them out just like you asked, there's nothing."

"I'm not making this up." Scott defended himself.

"I know, I believe you, I do." The Sheriff reassured the boy as he turned to look at him, stopping us all.

"No, you don't." Stiles and I leant against the railing of the stairs. He wrapped an arm around my waist and I burrowed my face into his shoulder, sighing tiredly as I did so. "You have this look like you feel bad for me. Like you wanna believe me, but I know you don't." Scott ranted.

The sheriff sighed. "Listen - We're gonna search this whole school. We're gonna find him. Okay? I promise." The Sheriff told him, trying to dispel his fears.

"Sheriff!" Someone called and he looked at Scott.

"Stay here." He pointed at him before looking at Stiles and I, making me lift my head from Stiles' shoulder. "Both of you." He sent me a comforting smile and pat my shoulder before leaving.

"Are you serious, he comforted you but not me?" Stiles said and I laughed lightly.

"I guess he just loves me more." I joked and he grinned.

"Who couldn't love you more?" He told me and I rolled my eyes with a smile and nudged him.

"Well, we survived! You know? We outlasted the alpha. It's still good, right? Being alive?" Stiles asked with a joking tone.

"When we were in the chemistry room, he walked right by us. You don't think that it heard us? You don't think it knew exactly where we were?" Scott told us seriously.

"Well, then how come we're still alive?" 

"It wants me in its pack. But I think, first - I have to get rid of my old pack." Scott told us and I looked at him with wide eyes.

"What do you mean? What old pack?" Stiles asked confused.

"Allison. Jackson, Lydia. You and Rori." Scott informed us and Stiles looked at him in dismay.

"The alpha doesn't wanna kill us..." Stiles trailed off.

"It wants me to do it." Scott finished as he looked away. "And that's not even the worst part."

"H-How in holy hell is that not the worst part, Scott?" Stiles snapped resentfully whilst I stayed quiet, waiting for Scott to answer.

"Because when he made me shift -" Scott turned back around to face us, looking around to see if anyone was watching or listening before adding quietly, "I wanted to do it. I wanted to kill you. All of you." Stiles looked at him with tears gathering in his eyes. We stood in silence for a few moments before something caught Scott's eye. He began to walk off, causing Stiles and I to follow with our hands linked.

"There you are." Deaton said as we walked up to the ambulance he was seated in.

"How - ? How did you -" Scott stuttered confused and I could safely say that I was also bewildered. 

"Get out?" He asked, cutting Scott off. "Not easily. And from what they tell me, I'm alive because of you. I think I owe you a raise." He let out a chuckle before looking towards Stiles and I with a knowing smile. I looked at the vet even more puzzled.

"Guys, come on," Sheriff Stilinski said as he put a hand on Stiles' shoulder. "Let's let the EMT's do their job. You can talk to him later." He told us as he pulled us away from Deaton. I was walking with the Sheriff and Stiles when Scott shouted Allison's name before running over to her and I ignored it out of exhaustion.

"Are you okay, Rori?" I looked up to see it was Mr. Stilinski  who'd spoken to her. "You seem worn out. You ok?" I sent him a tired smile and nodded. "Look, I'll drive you and you can stay at our place. I take it Lydia's staying with Jackson?" He asked and I nodded again with closed eyes, making him chuckle. He wrapped an arm around my shoulders and rubbed my arm, leading both Stiles and I -who was on the other side of me- over to the car. He opened the back door and Stiles and I climbed in. I shuffled to the middle and wrapped my arms around Stiles' and leant my head on his shoulder as I slipped in and out on consciousness.

A/N: Hi guys! I'm not going to ask for a specific amount of votes or anything but please do vote and comment :)

Also, I got my Earth Sciences exam back and I got an extra mark because I wrote some rock puns on it haha