"Who found them?" 

Stiles, Scott, Kira and myself had all just exited one of the many elevators in the Beacon Hills Hospital. Sheriff Stilinski was standing a few feet away, watching the gourneys pour into the morgue, each one of them holding a dead body. My mouth went dry as I took in the sight of so many dead bodies. All of them being victims of this beast... the beast that I am somehow connected to. 

"Argent." Sheriff Stilinski sighed, "And he said the Doctors were down there. He also said that you guys might know what this thing is." 

So, the Dread Doctors were in the tunnels with all of these dead bodies? Why is that extremely unsettling? Not only do we have a new monster running around Beacon Hills and apparently I'm helping it kill people, but the Dread Doctors are involved even more than we thought they were. 

My brother nodded, "We've got a theory." 

"It's a slightly terrifying theory." Stiles added for good measure.

Stiles' dad sighed, "Well the ME said the victims were killed somewhere else and then dumped in those tunnels." 

Who was carrying the bodies to the tunnels? The Dread Doctors? 

"Hey, what if the Dread Doctors are hiding the bodies." Scott said slowly.

Well, then that would mean that I would be helping hide the bodies too, right?

Kira blinked rapidly, "Why would they do that?" 

Because we're trying to protect it. 

"Maybe they're covering it. Protecting it like a parent would." Stiles stated. 

My eyes widened when I realized that this could very well be where I come into play. Theo said I'm connected to this thing, right? Well, if I'm not helping it kill people I've got to be helping hide the bodies... why else would I be waking up covered in blood? It makes sense. As much as I want it to not add up, it's starting to. 

"Protecting what?" Sheriff Stilinski asked in confusion. 

A murdering machine.

Scott glanced at him wearily, "A werewolf." 

A very big werewolf. 

"It's called the beast." I added. 

How even more unsettling of a name... 

Stiles looked at his father and nodded his head, "We know. Terrifying." 

Extremely terrifying. 

"We better figure out what we're gonna call Parrish. Because it looks like his dream is coming true." 

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"Break the glass." 

I sat up with a gasp, glancing around my room in a panic. The voice that had pulled me out of my sleep, was familiar but at the same time I couldn't place who it was. My room was dark, and the curtains were flapping around from the wind blowing through my open window. I sighed as I placed my head back on my pillows, rubbing my eyes in exhaustion. 

My sleep schedule is so screwed up lately, I'm either walking around outside doing God knows what with the Dread Doctors and the Beast or I'm waking up from nightmares that I can't explain. Being whatever I am, really sucks. I know I'm an Admonere, but I'm something else entirely. I'm a supernatural hybrid of who knows how many creatures. 

Movement on the other side of my bed caused my heart to skyrocket and when I glanced over fearfully, I found Stiles sleeping soundlessly. I had forgotten that he had stayed the night, so once I realized it was him I visibly relaxed. I'm surprised I didn't wake him moments ago, normally whenever we are sleeping together and I wake up gasping-- it wakes him up, too. 

As if he felt me staring at him, Stiles' eyes slowly peeled open. He blinked rapidly as he stirred awake and he glanced at me in confusion when he saw that I was up, "Hey." 

I smiled faintly at his scratchy voice, "Hi." 

He reached for my hand and squeezed it, "What're you doing up?" 

"Bathroom." I lied quickly, slipping back under the covers and cozying up next to his warm body. I didn't want to worry him, and I know that he's tired and needs sleep. He's been so stressed out lately, and I'm the cause of most of that stress. 

Stiles nodded in response as he wrapped an arm around my waist, tugging me even closer against him, "Get some sleep, Kase." 

"I will," I assured him as I pecked his forehead with a gentle kiss, the action causing his eyes to flicker shut in response. 

I had missed sleeping with him. I know he was only gone for a day, and during that time I wasn't exactly myself... but even then I craved being close to him. There is just something about him that I can never seem to shake. There is something so special and unique about him that keeps pulling me in for more. 

During my time of overthinking the stupidest things in the past, I've thought about potentially losing him to someone else. He shouldn't have to put up with half the shit that he does because of Scott and I, so one of these days I'm afraid that he's going to just call it quits and not want me anymore because I'm more trouble than I'm worth. 

What am I supposed to do then? 

How am I supposed to breathe without him? 

The thought alone makes my chest ache and I hate thinking about it, but it's impossible not to think about it. Now, we have Malia who isn't as damaged as me and is a great looking girl who is interested in Stiles-- what if he decides to leave me for her? What the hell am I supposed to do knowing that I wasn't enough and he wanted Malia instead? 

"Stiles?" I whispered, praying that he was still awake. 

His face scrunched up in response but all he said was, "Hm?" 

"Don't ever leave me, okay?" I begged, praying that he would be coherent enough to understand my plea. 

There was a heavy silence before he pulled me flush against his body and pressed his lips to the pulse point just beneath my ear and whispered, "Never." 

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"Are you going to talk to Malia?" Stiles asked as he popped up beside me at my locker, startling me.  

I glanced at him sideways, "No?" 

"I think you should, she's been MIA since yesterday... and I think you're the reason why." he said slowly, obviously gauging my reaction.

My eyes widened, "How is it my fault?"

"Well, you did punch her in the face, Kasey. That doesn't just not have consequences." Stiles said seriously, and the look he was giving me was making me want to punch him in the face. 

I rolled my eyes, "I didn't want to punch her, it just happened... I don't know how else to explain it." 

"I believe you, and I'm not mad at you... I just think you need to say something to her." Stiles sighed as he leaned up against the lockers. 

The idea of trying to have a conversation with Malia right now didn't exactly sit well with me. There is no denying that there is some freaky shit going on with me right now and I obviously lack self control at the moment so why would I willingly put myself in a situation where I need a lot of self control? I know that Stiles just wants to keep the peace and he doesn't want to see mine and Malia's relationship crumble but I just don't think I'm in a good enough headspace to try and patch things up. 

I shrugged, "Maybe it's best if I just keep some distance from her right now." 

"Do you really believe that or are you just wanting to avoid the confrontation?" he asked seriously. 

A heavy sigh escaped me, "A little bit of both... look, Stiles, I know that you just want to help but if the situation were reversed I wouldn't exactly want to speak to Malia after she punched me in the face." 

My boyfriend nodded slowly but before he could speak, Mr. Yukimura's voice over the intercom cut him off, "By order of the Sheriff, a county wide curfew goes into effect tonight at sundown. All after-school activities are canceled until further notice. Students should go directly home at the end of the school day." 

One of Stiles' dad's deputies approached the two of us, holding a very powerful shotgun in his hands. Stiles jumped in front of him stopping him, "Whoa whoa whoa, what is going on here?" 

"Did you not just hear the announcement?" he asked Stiles, quirking an eyebrow. 

I nodded my head at the gun, "That's a really big gun." 

"Yeah, you don't think that maybe this is a bit much in terms of firepower for a high school?" 

The deputy shrugged, "Your dad's the one that issued us these things, and he wouldn't officially say why." 

Scott then appeared out of nowhere and I rolled my eyes at the sight of him. We aren't exactly on speaking terms at the moment and I really don't want to possibly have the switch flipped in my head again. I'm not sure what it is about him exactly that triggers it inside of me, but he's definitely a major player in letting mean Kasey come out. 

"Did he say anything unofficially?" my brother asked. 

Once again the Deputy shrugged, "No. But everyone's got a theory."

"What's yours?" I inquired, hoping to maybe get some answers. I mean we know what's killing people and we know who created it, we just don't know why or how... but maybe somebody may be able to lend some helpful insight that could give us a better idea of what we're going up against. 

"I shouldn't be talking to you guys, don't you have class?" the deputy stated as he glanced at the three of us in accusation. 

Stiles rolled his eyes, "Come on, Strauss. What's your theory?" 

Strauss glanced around the hallway before looking at Stiles, "Do you guys believe in the supernatural?" 

"Not today Satan." I stated as I walked away from the group. I was not about to have that specific conversation with a clueless deputy that has absolutely no idea what kind of supernatural beings are even residing in his town right now.

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Night had fallen and I was in my bedroom, sitting on the foot of my bed just thinking. Thinking about anything and everything that could possibly go wrong in this very moment. I guess last night I didn't do any running around because I woke up in Stiles' arms this morning. I have a feeling that something bad is going to happen tonight. 

I can't explain how I know this, I just know. 

Without waiting for any more of an explanation I pulled out my phone and dialed Stiles' number. He answered on the second ring, "Hey, what's up?" 

"I need you to come over." I stated quickly. 

Stiles was silent for a moment before he asked, "What's wrong?" 

"I'll explain it when you get here, can you just come over?" I asked, or begged rather. 

I could practically see him nod his head, "Yeah, give me a few minutes." 

"Okay. I'll see you then." I ended the call and moved my my closet, pulling out the large black duffle bag that I had filled with chains from the hardware store after I got off school. 

Even though there is technically a curfew, I still need Stiles to come over because I can't very well chain myself up. I need him to do it. Once he hears my theory I'm sure that he will help me, because after all it will be keeping not only the town safe but also myself. 

I grabbed the silver chains out of the bag and tossed them onto the floor. I took a deep breath and heavily considered my options here, I mean it's either chain myself up and pray I don't break out or not chain myself up and know that I will more than likely end up doing God knows what tonight. I only hope that Stiles will comply and help secure me up tonight. 

A sudden sharp pain cracked through my skull and I winced as I grabbed at my head. I'm not sure what exactly caused it, but I know that it can't be good and it's only adding to my anxiety about tonight. What if it means that I'm going to lose control again? I don't want to go back down that dark path. I've somehow managed to find a steady medium and I'm acting like myself again. 

My phone screen lit up and I glanced at it to find a text from Stiles, telling me that he was at the front door. Without wasting another second, I dashed down the stairs and pulled the front door open. Stiles smiled faintly upon seeing me and I sighed in relief, "Hey." 

"Hi." he greeted as he pressed his lips to mine, and momentarily I forgot the chaos going on inside my head. 

Stiles pulled out of the kiss and stepped into the house, closing the door behind him. I watched as he slid his phone into his back pocket and turned to face me, "So, what's going on?" 

"Follow me." I stated as I made my way back up the stairs, him following behind me. We breezed through my doorway and when he saw the chains on my floor he glanced at me in confusion.

I crouched down to the floor and picked up a length of chain, "I need you to help me restrain myself." 

"Kasey, I'm not going to chain you up like-- like, some kind of animal." Stiles said in bewilderment. 

My eyebrow raised in confusion, "You did it to Liam, Scott and Malia no problem? What's the difference?" 

Stiles' eyes widened considerably, "The difference? The difference is that this is you and you're not that dangerous, okay? You can control this, I believe in you." 

"Well, I don't believe in myself. I can't do this by myself, I need your help." I said flatly, because honestly I didn't want to ask anyone else to do this. I mean, I guess I could ask Scott but I'm trying my best to avoid him as much as possible right now. 

Stiles was silent for a moment before he grabbed the chain out of my grasp and dropped it to the floor, lacing his fingers in the spaces between mine and giving me a gentle squeeze, "I'm not chaining you up."

"What else am I supposed to do? I don't want to hurt anyone else, Stiles." my voice broke and I could feel the familiar sting in my eyes that warned me tears were about to fall. 

He sighed and pulled me over to the foot of my bed, gently pushing me down so I was seated. He crouched down in front of me and placed the palms of his outstretched hands on my thighs, "I'll stay with you tonight, okay? You don't ever leave when I'm here. I'll stay and make sure you're safe." 

"Stiles--" 

He narrowed his eyes and began to speak, cutting me off, "I know we don't understand what's happening to you right now and we don't know much about what's going to come, but I do know that I love you, so much, and I'm gonna stay awake all night if I have to, to make sure that you won't go anywhere. I know that you think you're going to hurt me, but Kasey, you never have and I don't think you ever will." 

"I could hurt you, Stiles." I said in defeat, "I could hurt a lot of people and I don't want to do this anymore. I just want a surefire way to make sure that I'll be okay and I won't turn into this monster anymore."

Stiles frowned, "You're not a monster, Kasey." 

I gestured to my hamper on the other side of my bedroom that had a collection of bloody sheets and clothing laying inside of it, "I beg to differ." 

"Does your medication still work? Even though you're a supernatural creature now?" he asked as he stood from the floor and sat beside me on my bed. 

I frowned and shook my head from side to side, "No. I'm not getting any sleep because of it, either."

"Kase, I think you just need a good nights sleep and you'll feel a lot better. You're stressed and overwhelmed right now. You're not thinking clearly and you just need to slow down, okay? Why don't we just put the chains away and try to get some sleep?" Stiles suggested, obviously still completely against my whole chaining me up plan. 

I wanted nothing more than to be able to sleep with him and just forget all of the bad things happening in the world right now. I wanted to close my eyes and not see terrible images from God knows what. I want to go back to being semi-normal and just enjoy my time with my boyfriend. It's damn near impossible to do anything like that now though, I can't go back to the way things were because I've turned into a monster. 

Stiles could obviously tell that something not so great was going through my head because he dipped his face down towards mine and captured my lips with his. The action caught me off guard, but it was exactly the type of distraction that I needed. His kiss was always what I needed. 

His hands cupped my face as his tongue swiped across my bottom lip, teasing me and igniting a fire in the pit of my stomach. I couldn't help the groan that bubbled up my throat, showing him that I was loving every fleeting second of this kiss. How long has it been since we've done something like this? We've had so much going on that we haven't exactly been making time for our love life, but our bodies obviously crave this. 

Stiles suddenly pulled away and I began to breathe a bit harder as I stared at him, not knowing what to say in this moment. He smiled faintly before pressed his forehead against mine, "I love you." 

"I know," I chuckled light heartedly. 

He shook his head from side to side, "No, I really love you. In a make you sit in the backseat of my jeep for years because the seatbelt in the front passenger didn't work, watch trashy reality shows with you even though I hated them but you adored them, let you have the last chocolate brownie even though I really want it, kind of way. I love you so much and I don't know how to show you because it's impossible to explain it. You mean more to me than anything else in this world, Kasey." 

I smiled at his words and opened my mouth to respond but he just kept going, "I know you're going through a hard time right now and things aren't exactly going our way, but I'm not giving up on you. I'm not giving up hope that we are going to be able to save you from this and have everything go back to normal-- if only for a little bit, because I will spend the rest of my life fighting off every single bad guy that comes our way for just one more minute with you. I love you, even if that means being hurt more times than I can count, losing parts of myself to become someone who is stronger and able to protect you, losing my relationships with everyone... because you're worth all of it and more." 

My heart was hammering in my chest as I saw tears glass over his eyes and I quickly wrapped my arms around him, squeezing him tightly, trying to show him in this embrace that I love him more than anything in this world, too. He's the absolute best thing to ever happen to me and I can't imagine ever losing him. 

Stiles squeezed me back and I buried my face in the crook between his neck and shoulder, allowing myself to relax and feel at home in his arms. In this moment I realized, that no matter how bad things may be with me-- I always have him to fall back on. 

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So, this chapter was a little crappy and I apologize... I'm out of the writing groove and I need to get back in it. Anyway, there was some cute stasey in this chapter and it's been awhile since they've had a moment like that, plus Grey's Anatomy has me all emotional today because I've been watching it all morning with my mom. 

I hope you liked this chapter and I hope you didn't completely lose interest in this story, lol. I love you all very much! xx