"We got to meet with the medical examiner and try to figure out what happened with Jackson." James said, sending Will, Stephanie, Isaac and Scott a knowing look as Sheriff Stilinski nodded with him. "I've got an APB out on Stiles. His jeep is still in the parking lot, so that means..." He stopped for a moment before sighing. "I don't know what that means."

Noticing the Sheriff's discomfort, James cleared his throat, making the four teens turn to him. "Look, if he answers his phone, if he answers his emails, if any one of you see him..." "We'll call you." Will reassured, making James give him a small smile, patting his shoulder.

"Look, he's probably just freaked out from all the attention or something. We'll find him." Scott said and the two men nodded. "Yeah. We'll see you, okay?"

As soon as the two men waked away, Coach Finstock walked up to the four. Stephanie sighed, leaning up against the lockers, bringing her hands to her face.

"McCall. We need you on the team, okay? You know I can't put you on the field next season if you don't get your grades up." Coach chuckled and Scott sighed, nodding his head. "Yeah, I know, Coach."

"All right. I mean, I know I yell a lot, but it's not like I hate you guys. I kind of hate Greenberg, but, you know, that's different. It's Greenberg. I'm just saying we... I need you on the team. Get your grades back up." Coach whispered, walking away.

Stephanie shut her eyes, biting her lips anxiously. Isaac quickly caught scent of her worry and elbowed her lightly, making her look up at him. "We're gonna find him, okay?" He whispered and Stephanie sighed, nodding her head.

"Is that everyone?" Scott asked as Will looked around the empty locker, only the four of them left. "Yeah."

Scott nodded, ripping off Stiles' locker door, making Stephanie jump off the lockers in shock. "You're gonna find him by scent?" Isaac asked. Scott nodded, grabbing a shirt and shoe, throwing the shoe to Isaac. "Yeah, we both are."

"But how come you get his shirt and I get a shoe?" Isaac whispered, making Will and Stephanie snickered. Isaac quickly turned to them, sending them a glare.

The sound of footsteps made the four stop talking, turning around and finding Derek walking out behind one of the lockers. "We need to talk." Suddenly, Peter came and walked up beside him. "All of us."

Will's jaw practically dropped at the ex-alpha, slightly shaking his head. "Oh, hell no."

"What the hell is this?" Scott practically yelled. Derek let out a dry chuckle, taking a step closer to the teens. "You know, I thought the same thing when I saw you talking to Gerard at the sheriff's station."

Stephanie and Will slowly turned to Scott with dropped jaws. Scott looked at the two and quickly shook his head, looking back to Derek. "Okay, hold on. He threatened to kill my mom. And I had to get close to him. What was I supposed to do?"

"I'm gonna go with Scott on this one. Have you seen his mom?" Peter announced before sighing. "She's gorgeous."

"Shut up." Derek and Scott snapped.

"Who is he?" Isaac asked, leaning towards Stephanie who was glaring at the man. "He's Peter, Derek's uncle. Little while back, he tried to kill us all, and then they set him on fire, and Derek slashed his throat."

Peter put up a hand, waving slightly. "Hi."

Isaac let out a sarcastic hum, nodding his head. "That's good to know."

"Yeah... How is he alive?" Stephanie asked, turning to Derek. "Look, the short version is he knows how to stop Jackson. And maybe how to save him." Derek said, not even turning to look at the girl.

Will let out a dry chuckle, crossing his arms. "Well, that's very helpful, except Jackson's dead." The two Hale's faces dropped. "What?" Derek asked and Will nodded. "Yeah, Jackson's dead. It just happened on the field."

"Okay, why is no one taking this as good news?" Isaac asked quietly and Peter walked towards them. "Because if Jackson is dead, it didn't just happen. Gerard wanted it to happen."

"But why?" Derek asked, turning to look back at him. Peter looked up at Derek and shrugged. "Well, that's exactly what we need to figure out. And something tells me the window of opportunity is closing. Quickly."

...

As the group walked up the steps of the Hale house, Will's phone beeped. He quickly pulled his phone out of his pocket and let out a breath of relief at the text he got. "They found Stiles." Will announced and Stephanie let out a relieved laugh, clapping her hands together.

Derek sighed, looking around the house. "Look, I told you, I looked everywhere."

"You didn't look here." Peter mumbled, breaking off one of the wooden planks of the stairs, pulling out a case. "What is that, a book?" Derek asked and Peter scoffed. "No. It's a laptop. What century are you living in? A few days after I got out of the coma, I transferred everything that we had. Fortunately, the Argents aren't the only ones that keep records."

The two adults walked into the 'living room' of the house, the teens following after him as Scott's phone rang. Stephanie turned to him, nodding her head and Scott nodded, walking off to answer the phone.

Stephanie, Isaac and Will slowly walked into the living room where the two Hale men were. Will watched as Peter opened the suitcase, pulling out a MacBook, making his head tilt to the side as he let out a hum. "I didn't take you for an apple guy."

Peter rolled his eyes, looking up at Will. "And what does that mean?" Will shrugged, crossing his arms. "I don't know. I just always thought you'd have one of those big boxy computers." Peter looked at Will for a few seconds before sighing, shaking his head and looking back down to his computer.

"Done making fun of the werewolf?" Stephanie asked and Will's face scrunched. "I wasn't making fun of him. I was jus-" Will was cut off when Scott ran into the room, out of breath, turning to Isaac, Stephanie and Will. "We need to go to the hospital. It's Jackson."

...

When the four teens got to the hospital, Melissa was quick to take them to the morgue where Jackson's body was. She slowly unzipped the body to show Jackson covered in the kanima slime almost as a shield.

"What's happening to him?" Stephanie whispered in shock, making Melissa let out a dry chuckle. "I thought that you guys were gonna tell me. Is it bad?"

"It doesn't look good." Isaac mumbled as Jackson's head moved. Will yelped, jumping away from the body as Stephanie, who was closest to Jackson's head, was pulled away from him by Isaac who grabbed her waist and pulled her into his chest.

"Mom, could you zip it up, please?" Scott asked quietly as Stephanie rested her hands on Isaac's arms that were still on her waist.

Melissa nodded, walking up to the body. "Okay. Okay, okay. Here we go." Melissa slowly zips the bag shut when the zipper gets caught right under Jackson's head.

Melissa goes to try to adjust the zipper but Jackson hisses. The teens jump back, Isaac holding onto Stephanie more as Will looks aat Jackson with wide eyes. "Oh, hell no. I don't like that at all..."

"Mom, zip." Scott yelled and Melissa gulped. "Okay, okay, okay, okay." "Zip! Zip, Mom, zip!" Scott screamed as Melissa finally closed the body bag.

The teens all sigh in relief, Stephanie rested her head back on Isaac's chest before her eyes widen and she quickly jumped out of his hold, her and Isaac's cheeks bright red.

Scott looked back and forth between the two before scoffing and walking up to stand beside Stephanie. "Nothing going on my ass."

Stephanie sent Scott a quick glare that he ignored as he called Derek. "I'm not sure if we have time for that." Scott said into the phone and after a few seconds he hung up and sighed.

"What?" Will asked as Scott walked to Jacksons head. "He have to take him to Derek and Peter." He turned to Isaac and nodded hid head to Jackson's feet. "Grab his legs." He turned to Stephanie and Will. "Keep an eye out."

Stephanie and Will ran to the morgue door, opening it for them. Will walked out of the room first, then Scott and Isaac with Jackson and Stephanie last.

They quickly made their way out of the hospital and out on the parking lot.

"Okay, go. Go, go, go, go, go." Stephanie whispered as she looked around the empty parking lot. Will trailed in front of the two werewolves as Stephanie ran behind them as they made way to Will's car and just before they got to it, Scott dropped his side of Jackson.

Stephanie's jaw dropped as she stood beside Isaac. "Was that his head?!" Stephanie whisper yelled. Scott quickly shushed her, going to pick him up as a car drove into the lot, parking right in front of them.

Stephanie took slow strides to stand in front of the three boys protectively as Chris Argent got out of the car.

Scott slowly stepped in front of Stephanie, looking at Chris with sad eyes. "You're alone."

Chris frowned, nodding his head. "More than you know." Scott looked at him with furrowed brows, shaking his head. "What do you want?"

"We don't have much in common, Scott. But at the moment, we have a common enemy." Chris said and Stephanie nodded, pointing to Jackson's bodybag. "That's why we're trying to get him out of here."

Chris turned to Stephanie and slowly shook his head. "I didn't mean Jackson." He looked down, sighing before continuing. "Gerard has twisted his way into Allison's head in the same way he did with Kate. And I'm losing her. And I know you're losing her too." Chris said, turning to Scott who immediately nodded.

"You're right. So can you trust me to fix this?" Chris looked at the four teens for a few seconds before slowly nodding his head. "Then can you let us go?" Will asked. Chris turned to Will then Will's car. "No. My car's faster."

Scott nodded, regrabbing Jackson. He and Isaac quickly put Jackson in the trunk and all of them scrambled into the car; Scott taking the passenger seat with Will, Stephanie and Isaac squished in the back.

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