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Victoria and Denali stood outside of the school, both felt uneasy watching as the CDC prepared to head inside and take bloods, concerned for their Siren friend carrying a baby. "You feeling anything... magically dark?" Victoria asked Denali softly, getting a head shake in response as Denali tried to pinpoint Jasmine herself within the building. "The readings are a little difficult when she's spent so much time around a Banshee, they are literal protectors of Sirens, so she's unintentionally shielded Jasmine from my sight," Denali explained to Victoria, sighing as she let her magic fall and relax.

"So, we're stuck waiting for answers, too," Victoria whined as she fiddled with the ring on her finger, the lapis standing out in the sunshine. "Not much else we can do. Niether of us can use our abilities and you seem to be the only one immune considering you're well... dead," Denali replied to her best friend, her arms crossed as she began chewing on her bottom lip worried about Jasmine. "Victoria? Denali? What are you two doing here?" Jordan asked with furrowed brows after spotting the two, he approached and crossed his arms. "Worried about Jasmine and the baby, Jordan," Denali answered with a frown as Victoria focused her hearing.

Inside the building, Jasmine stood with Malia and Kira in line to get their blood taken and tested. Jasmine leaned back against Kira, the Kitsune lightly rubbing the pregnant teenagers back to comfort her as sweat lined her forehead. Malia frowned deeply at the sight of Jasmine, her protective instincts felt a little haywire and she was fighting the urge to drag Jasmine out of the building and straight to the hospital. "Kira? Do you ever get the feeling that Scott and Stiles aren't telling you everything?" Malia asked the vixen leaving Jasmine to rest as much as possible, the Siren closing her eyes and taking deep breaths.

"What do you mean?" Kira asked, her voice tense and worried. "Like... they hide stuff," Malia answered with a deep frown, her arms crossed. "I think if they did, they'd probably have a pretty good reason," Kira answered her anxiously, the Siren furrowed her brows and turned to Kira. "Why do you seem anxious? What's going on?" Jasmine asked causing Kira's eyes to widen, she looked between the two and lightly coughed. "Do you know what they're hiding in the bag under Scott's bed?" Malia asked Jasmine who shook her head. "I haven't seen anything... Why would they hide it?" Jasmine questioned as Kira was called forward.

Jasmine's mind felt distant, her temperature heightened as she felt a sense of dehydration. Jasmine's hand rested on her small baby bump, her breathing felt shallow with every deep breath and her heart rate felt uncomfortably slow. Her focus is taken when Malia grasped her hand and dragged her and Kira away from the line. "What's happening?" Jasmine asked noticing the CDC doctors rushing Dr Wentz out of the building. "Kira zapped. We need to find the others," Malia explained before noticing the sluggish movements from Jasmine. Malia slipped her arm around Jasmine's waist, using her strength to almost carry Jasmine as exhaustion seemed to wash over her.

They soon reached Coach Finstock's office, a regular meeting point for the McCall Pack where Kira's father, Ken Yukimura stood with them. "It's still happening?" Ken asked with worry looking at each of the members, Jasmine sat down in Coaches chair with Stiles standing behind her as Scott keeps a small distance worried about harming her during his control issues. "I can't make them go back..." Malia stated as she reveal her hands, her claws on perfect show. "Obviously, the virus us affecting ths two of you in a way it won't hit any human being," Ken suggested to Scott and Malia, both sighing in discomfort due to that.

"You guys need to stay out of sight─ We have to quarantine you from the quarantine," Stiles told the Wolf and Coyote. "Yeah, but where? I mean... what if they get violent, like on a full moon?" Kira asked her father, concern in her tone. "We shouldn't stay in here. Not in the locker room," Scott told them, his worried eyes landing on Jasmine as she whimpered slightly. "Jasmine?" Stiles called out as he knelt by the chair, he took her hand in his own and noticed the reflective scales appearing and disappearing. "Her scales are showing," Stiles told Ken who frowned deeply. "Jasmine, is the father of that baby human?" Ken asked making Jasmine frown.

"No... he's a born werewolf," Jasmine answered before coughing deeply, she cradled her stomach, "I'm feeling worse because my protective instincts are protecting the baby." The others frowned at the way Jasmine's voice cracked under the pain she was in and due to not being able to control themselves enough to take her pain away. "Well, a classroom is not going to hold us," Malia told the others. "What about the basement?" Kira suggested. "Too many ways out. We need somewhere secure─ somewhere nobody can find us," Scott told the others, his chest pained at not being able to help Jasmine.

"The vault," Stiles suggested, his gaze landing on Scott who nodded. "The Hale Vault. The Hales always have an escape route, like their house. There has to be another way in," Scott expressed with a tone of certainty. Jasmine barely managed to listen to the conversation happening, her head felt like it was pounding and she had to fight back against the light feeling within her chest. Stiles suddenly stumbled, he grabbed the arm of the chair gaining Jasmine's attention, she frowned before reaching out and resting her hand on his arm. "It's happening to you too. You're getting sick─ you all are," Ken told the teenagers, his worried eyes landing on his daughter.

"I don't feel sick," Kira said with a shrug, she felt completely fine. "I think it's affecting you differently. Neurologically. I found your test answers here in a pile with the others," Ken explained as he handed Kira her test, instead of the bubbles being filled in, she had coloured off to the side. "We need to get to that vault," Jasmine spoke as she stood up, "Because this is obviously an assassin." The others agreed and Stiles moved to rest his arm around Jasmine's waist, assisting her in walking as they snuck away leaving Ken to keep others distracted and away from the pack. "I'm not gonna let you get hurt," Stiles promised softly, "Never." The slight darkened tone was heard by Scott.

It wasn't long til they found what they needed to find, Kira taking Jasmine from Stiles so he and Scott could talk, allowing Jasmine to lean her weight on the Kitsune. "Look at the cracks in the wall. It's like the entrance outside. It only opens with claws─ anyone's claws, right?" Stiles asked Scott, his eyes wandering over to Malia for a second allowing Scott to understand. "Um... Malia, can you try?" Scott asked the werecoyote, though his eyes trailed over to Jasmine again feeling a sense of anger towards the assassin responsible. "Why me?" Malia questioned with furrowed brows, her head tilted.

"I don't have control..." Scott answered as he held up his hands to reveal no claws. "Okay, I'll do it," Malia began gaining a nod from Scott and Stiles before adding, "But first, tell me what you've been hiding from me." Both Scott and Stiles faces dropped at her request, the two of them unsure they wanted to be honest in this moment. "I know you think you're trying to protect me, but I can handle it," Malia spoke up in their silence, "I know I'm on the list!" Stiles' brows raised up to his hairline from her words before he cleared his throat and nodded, "Yes..." Jasmine tilted her head making eye contact with Scott, she noticed and felt the anxiety on both of her Soulmates.

"So, how much?" Malia asked the two of them, her arms crossed as she shrugged trying to appear unbothered. "How much what?" Stiles asked making Jasmine sigh fondly as she spoke up, "How much is she worth, Stiles." Stiles made an 'O' face as Scott answered, "Four Million." Malia was silent as Stiles questioned if she was okay, she nodded with a half-hearted smile. "Yeah. Scott's wortg twenty-five─ Kira, six. They'll take you guys out way before me," Malia said with confidence, the others looking at her with wide eyes. "I'm worth more than Scott..." Jasmine reminded Malia whose eyes narrowed. "No one will be harming you," Malia remarked before moving forward to open the vault.

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Inside the Hale Vault, Stiles sat against a shelf with Jasmine curled up like a cat in his lap, his arms holding her close with Malia sitting next to them; her head resting partly against Jasmine's back and Stiles' shoulder. Kira sat opposite them as Scott paced back and forth craving his Soulmate but keeping distant out of fear of harming her. "You know, this is where it all started. That's where the money was... One hundred and fifty Million in bearer bonds," Stiles expressed as he lightly rubbed his fingers up and down Jasmine's waist. "How do you even change bearer bonds into cash?" Kira asked confused, her eyes softened at the sight of Jasmine resting her head in the crook of Stiles' neck.

"Bank, I guess. They just let it sit here the whole time, collecting dust. You know, bearer bonds are basically extinct," Stiles responded to Kira, a slight shrug as he slightly tightened his hold on Jasmine. "Why does it matter?" Malia asked as she sat up completely. "You know how many problems that money could solve?" Stiles replied to Malia, a dozen thoughts rushing through his head at the reminders of the bills from Eichen House and the Hospital. "For you?" Kira asked softly, she was lucky with her family as they had more money due to her mother's longer life. "Me, my dad... The Eichen House and MRI bills are killing him," Stiles expressed with a deep guilty frown.

"My mom does this thing... she writes down all the items in our budget, and how much they cost, and then she adds them all up and figures out how long we have until... we lose the house," Scott explained, sorrow in his tone causing Jasmine to lift her head and hold out her hand. At first Scott wanted to deny her, fear of harming her but the pleading look in her eyes broke through that fear and he walked over to sit on the other side of Stiles, resting his hand in her own for both of their comfort. "Gross..." Malia teased before moving over to lay her head on Kira's lap, the two girls smiling at the more relaxed presence of the three Soulmates.

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"Sheriff!" Outside of the school, Lydia Martin rushed up towards Noah Stilinski with worry shining in her eyes only to be stopped by deputies. "Whoa, hey! I know this girl. Let her in," Noah assured the barricade officers who moved to let Lydia through, she approached Noah to the side away from others. Denali's eyes landed on Lydia, listening as she and the Sheriff discussed the fact that her mother was inside and so were her friends including Jasmine. "The Banshee..." Denali muttered gaining Victoria's attention, she looked over and hummed impressed before looking away. Lydia looked towards Denali and Victoria, tilting her head at the unfamiliar faces lurking outside the barrier.

At the hospital, Melissa was helping Deaton place a seizing man onto a hospital bed, "Okay, this isn't happening at the school, is it?" Melissa asked the other two. "School?" Deaton asked shaking his head before adding, "It's Saturday." Melissa was quick to respond to him, "They're taking the PSATs" The werewolf began spitting up black blood, arching from the pain as Deaton and Melissa tried to hold him down. Satomi frowned at the sight of her dying pack member, "I think we need to hurry..." The three quickly moved to push the stretcher, reaching the elevator as Deaton and Satomi watched over the man leaving Melissa to push the elevator button; her mind worried for Scott, Jasmine and the pack.

Unfortunately, the man didn't survive leaving Satomi heartbroken. And while it was a sad moment, Melissa couldn't help but feel her stomach churn painfully. What if Scott faced the same fate, or Malia, or Kira... Or even Jasmine. It was unfair in Melissa's eyes, these kids didn't get to be just kids with these threats and yet they kept fighting, it was powerful and admirable to her to witness it but she feared for them, for their futures. "Jasmine..." Melissa muttered before looking at Satomi and Deaton, "How do you think a Siren would be affected?" Satomi's eyes widened, "You're talking about Andrea's daughter..." Melissa nodded, Chris had told her about Andrea Miller and Karina Argent. "May Calypso be with her," Satomi muttered with her head lowered.

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ᯓ★ HELLO, MY BRIGHT STARS ୭˚. ᵎᵎ

Please give me ideas for dates and such for the throuple or separate ones... I'm not the best with those ideas <3

See you in the next chapter!

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