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STILES, Lydia, Jackson and Allison sit, lined up against the wall while waiting for Scott's return.

Luna was pissed.

As soon as Scott closed the door, Allison broke into tears and started sobbing. Not only did she go to Jackson for support but she literally was snuggled up under him for at least five minutes. She held onto him crying crocodile tears as Lydia sat staring at a wall. Something was going on between the two and Luna didn't like it one bit.

"I don't get this. I don't get why he's out there, why he left," Allison whispers, "And I can't... I can't get my hands to stop shaking. My hands-"

Jackson stares at her softly, "It's going to be okay."

Stiles turns, hearing the whispers. He glances to Lydia who seems strangely calm. Almost like she's determined not to be frightened anymore while Jackson leans closer to Allison. Glancing at Luna he knew she wasn't happy. He gives her an 'are you okay' look before she shakes her head in response.

"I can't stop shaking." Allison continues.

"It's okay."

Jackson puts his hands over hers, their fingers intertwining, trying to keep her calm while his eyes linger over her just a little too long. Stiles, Lydia, and Luna all stare at the pair in shock. Luna scoffs before letting out a humorless chuckle.

"I'm just... alright can I just state the fucking obvious that no one else has the balls to say..."

Everyone looks at her.

"When the hell did you two become so close and why the hell Lydia, are you okay with your boyfriend all up on another girl?"

"What the hell are you talking about? There's nothing going on between us."

Luna rolls her eyes at Jackson, "Yeah sure there's not. New girls' been under you since you all got here. You haven't once tonight asked your own girlfriend, my best friend if she was okay."

Allison frowns crossing her arms over her chest, "So I'm New Girl now?"

"Yeah you are. If you actually cared about your boyfriend then you wouldn't be looking to Jackson for support. Right in the same vicinity as his girlfriend, who is also your friend. That's pretty much snaky and if you ask me a total bitch move."

Allison glares, "First of all, I'm the only one who apparently cares about Scott since I didn't want him to go out in the first place. How are you guys even friends with him when you don't care about his well being? Second of all, if anyone's a bitch it's you. Don't think I didn't realize that you've had some weird thing going on with Derek and when the cops get here I'm going to tell them exactly what he did."

Luna pounces forward to attack Allison but is quickly yanked back by Stiles. He holds her waist as she struggles to get out of his grip.

"I'm gonna fucking kill her."

"No... Don't Luna."

"Ugh! He went out there to save us, you stupid bitch. To save you more than anybody! And you're cuddling up to another guy! You don't know anything about what's been going on! Don't act like you're all high and mighty now that I said something you don't like. Fuck you and you know what, fuck Scott. All he cared about is you you you. Allison this and Allison that and Allison Allison Allison! Like there's not anybody else in this fucking town that matters. You and Scott can go die in a hole for all I care!"

Stiles lifts her up walking over to a far corner in the room as Allison watches frowning. Allison thought Luna was her friend but after tonight she didn't know who Luna was.

Stiles drops Luna back to the ground. She lays her head back into a corner staring into Stiles concerning furious eyes. He holds both his hands up on the sides of her head before speaking as she breathes harshly.

"I know you're mad. I get it. I'm angry too. But you can't tell them anything if you don't want them to be wrapped up in this more than they are right now. And you definitely can't attack Allison."

"You punched Jackson..."

"And it felt great but that's not going to help the situation at hand. Just breathe okay... calm down... I'm sorry about Derek and I'm sorry about what Scott said but it's the only way to keep everyone safe."

Luna looks away and frowns before sniffling lightly. Stiles watches her eyes become teary before pulling her into his chest. Luna wraps her arms around his waist and hugs him tight as she cries into his chest.

"Everything will be okay Luna. I promise you."

...

Time passes by and at the teacher's desk, Lydia glances at the bottles of chemicals they used to make the Molotov Cocktail.

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

She looks back at him to find him glaring at her like she was an annoying existence to him.

"I gave you exactly what you asked for. Didn't I?"

He stares at her, unblinking. An unnerving, frightening stare. Lydia looks back at the bottle.

"Yeah. Yeah, I'm sure you did."

The others turn to hear the echoes of the bizarre sound coming from the school below. All except for Jackson who falls to his knees, wincing in pain. Then he's screaming. Hand clutching the back of his neck, he crumbles to the floor as the others whirl around to see him lurching in pain. Allison and Lydia pull Jackson back to his feet.

Luna rolls her eyes.

Honestly the jackass deserved a little pain after how he was acting tonight. He didn't deserve to die no, no one did but she definitely would enjoy seeing him squeam a little.

Jackson moves both girls hands away from him, "I'm fine. Seriously, I'm okay."

Allison frowns, "That didn't sound okay at all."

"What's on the back of your neck?"

Stiles asks as Jackson pulls away, into the shadows so they can't see him.

"I said I'm fine."

Luna crosses her arms over her chest walking near Stiles, "Listen asshole obviously you're not fine. What the hell is on your neck?"

Lydia approaches Jackson, "It's been there for days and he won't tell me what happened-"

Jackson scoffs, "As if you actually care."

Stiles steps in between Lydia and Jackson, "Can we not argue for half a second here?"

Luna tries to shut her mouth but she can't seeing as her anger tonight was at a high.

"Obviously she cares about you asshole. More than you care about her that's for damn sure. I don't know why the hell she puts up with you. All you do is treat her like she's the bane to your exsistence. Like every little thing she says makes you tick. Just because you have a crush on New Girl doesn't mean you can treat Lydia like shit. Not on my watch."

Jackson rolls his eyes, "Someone's ballsy tonight..."

"Honey I'm always ballsy. Don't start something you won't be able to finish because you've already completely pissed me off for the night."

Allison stands at the door frowning, "Where's Scott? He should be back by now."

She doesn't see the silhouette moving in front of the door. Just outside, Scott approaches the door. He fits the Janitor's master key into the lock while his other clawed hand comes up. His breath is ragged, almost strangled by low growls rising from the back of his throat.

Chest heaving with each gasp, eyes squeezing shut as if trying to hold the monster at bay, Scott snaps the key off in the lock.

Allison sees a silhouetted face at the door, "Scott?"

She hurries for the door. Grabbing the knob, she twists but is unable to open it. She looks out, seeing only the back of Scott's head.

"Scott? What are you doing?"

Head still turned, he starts to move. Walking away from her.

Lydia walks over and frowns in confusion, "Where's he going?"

"Scott!" Allison pounds on the door, yanking at the knob, shouting his name until finally Lydia's voice cries out over hers.

"Stop, stop! Do you hear that? Listen."

Sirens.

All four of them rush the windows to look out on the school parking lot where Deputy Sheriff cars race in, red and blue lights whirling into the darkness. As the sirens grow louder and louder, Scott slumps down to the floor, shaking, forehead beaded with sweat.

But normal once again.

...

Amid a flurry of police activity in the school parking lot, Sheriff Stilinski talks with Scott and Stiles.

"You're sure it was Derek Hale?"

Scott nods. Stilinski turns to Stiles for confirmation.

Stiles sighs, "Yeah I saw him too."

"What about the janitor?"

"We're still looking for him."

"You looked under the bleachers? Under them?"

"There was nothing there, Scott. We pulled out the bleachers just like you asked."

"I'm not making this up."

Noah sighs, "And I believe you. I do."

"No, you don't. You have that look. Like you feel bad for me. Like you want to believe me. But I know you don't."

"I hear you. And we're going to look over the whole school, I promise. A voice calls out."

"Sheriff! Sheriff, we need you here." A deputy nearby calls out.

Pointing at the two teens he gives them a serious look, "Stay. Both of you."

Stiles turns to Scott, "We survived, dude. We outlasted the Alpha. That's still good, right? Being alive?"

Scott shakes his head, sitting down on the school steps, "We were in the Chemistry room and it walked right by us. You don't think it heard us? You don't think it knew exactly where we were?"

Stiles shrugs, "Then why are we still alive?"

"Because it wants me in its pack. But I think first I have to get rid of my old pack."

"What? What old pack?"

"You. Allison. Luna. Jackson and Lydia."

Stiles nods slowly as he starts to understand, "The Alpha doesn't want to kill us..."

"He wants me to do it."

And for once, Stiles doesn't know how to respond.

"That's not the worst part." Scott replies softly off seeing Stiles' shocked look.

"How the holy hell is that not the worst part?"

"Because when he made me shift... I wanted to do it. I wanted to kill you. All of you."

As the words sink in on Stiles, Scott glances past him. A look of sadness comes to his face. Stiles follows Scott past officers and crime scene technicians to an ambulance where Deaton is being checked out by an EMT. After speaking to him for a moment the two back away being further confused. Stiles points out another figure in a different ambulance nearby. As soon as the two walk over the person huffs annoyed.

"Hey..."

"Don't talk to me."

Scott sighs glancing at Stiles who shrugs with a sheepish look, "Luna I'm sorry."

"Yes because sorry will truly and honestly make it all better. Sorry..." She chuckles humorlessly, "Is that going to bring Derek back? Magically fix my hand? Stop the Alpha maybe? Somehow some way just fix everything that's going wrong."

Scott looks down not replying.

Luna gives him a blank stare, "Sorry doesn't do jack... Don't talk to me. While we're on this break from school don't message me, don't ask me for help... nothing. And when we come back to school maybe even not then."

Stiles sighs resting his hand on Luna's shoulder hoping to calm her down, "He wants everything to be over as much as we do Luna."

"I know that. I just don't know where your heads at. And someone needs to give you tough love. If I don't do it who will?"

...

Luna sits staring at her hand that was in a black cast. She had broken a few bones in her hand and since she was a fairy they would heal but not as fast as werewolves which meant that she had to let the EMT's wrap it. The claw mark on her forehead was slowly going away.

When Fallen had arrived at the school and saw the state of her niece she fainted. Once in the car she glared at the teen girl.

"So I hear Derek is the reason for all of this?"

Luna sighs, "No Scott and his stupid brain just said that because he was scared at the moment. It was the Alpha. He wants Scott in his pack. Tonight he tried to get Scott to kill us..."

Fallen glances over at Luna as tears start to form in her eyes.

"Well then... what actually happened to Derek?"

"The Alpha... I think he killed him. Derek was helping us. He was good. He tried. I don't want him to be dead."

Fallen immediately knew that the teen girl had gone against her wishes and spent her time with the mean mugging werewolf. And as much as she wanted to apprehend her, she saw the heartbroken look on her face.

"Come here sweetie..."

Fallen reaches over the middle console and pulls Luna into a hug. Luna weeps into Fallen's shoulder as she thinks about everything that happened tonight.

Nothing would ever be the same.

...

Walking into her room, Luna falls back into her back with a loud huff. She stares at the ceiling looking at the mini glow in the dark stars that she had placed up there. Most nights it would calm her, tonight it did nothing.

Sighing she sits up and holds her face in her hands. Her muscles tense as she smells a familiar scent in her room. Holding her head up slowly she peeks through her fingers to see a black leather jacket on her computer desk chair.

Jumping up from her bed she hurries over to it and sees a note on it as well: 'Be back soon. -D'

Letting out a breath of relief, Luna smiles lightly.

...

"So how have you been?"

"Stiles it's only been two days."

"So?"

"I see you all the time. I live next door. I've been over at least ten times in the past two days."

"Well come over again..."

Luna stares at Stiles with a blank stare. The two had been at their windows talking to each other through the branches of the tree that blocked them.

"Fine." She giggles.

Quickly she puts on shoes and opens her window all the way. Stepping out she places her foot strategically on a large branch and holds onto the body of the tree.

"Be careful Luna."

"Careful is my middle name Stilinski."

Stiles scoffs as he watches her slowly make her way closer to his window. His heart stops as he sees her foot slip off the branch. Without hesitation he reaches out his window and grabs her hand.

"Thanks."

Stiles nods still in shock. He helps pull her into his room then helps her steady herself to stand.

The two both freeze as they notice how close they were. Luna recognizes his warm arm wrapped around her waist tightly and their hands together fingers intertwined. Stiles frowns feeling confused as to why he liked the feeling of Luna grilling his biceps. There was definitely some sexual tension there that both knew was evident but neither would do or say anything about it.

Luna finally pulls away smiling, "My hero."

Stiles chuckles before messing up her hair.

"Stiles you asshole. Don't touch a girls hair."

"But it looks so much better now."

Luna gives him a dead stare through her grudge like do, "Sure it does..."

Fixing her hair she leaps onto Stiles bed and lays on her belly. Stiles sits down beside her.

"Seriously though how's your hand?"

"It's okay. It's taking a little longer to heal but it should be fine in a week or so. The cut on my head however is definitely going to scar." She lets out a huff of annoyance.

"If it makes any difference I think you still look beautiful."

Luna smiles, "Thanks Stilinski."

BZZZ BZZZ.

Pulling out her phone, Luna stares at it in shock.

'I'm still really sorry.'

"Who is it?" Stiles asks as he sees the look on her face.

"Your friend."

"Luna..."

"What?"

"He's your friend too."

Luna shrugs, "Not right now he's not. He needs to get his priorities into check."

"He's a teen boy he'll never get his priorities into check."

She shrugs once more, "I told him not to message me."

"Yeah that's my bad." Stiles says with a grimace.

"Why... what did you do?"

"Nothing I just gave him some advice... Allison broke up with him. I think he's finally realized that all he has is me and you. Or at least had."

...

Scott walks out his bathroom looking terrible. He looked like he hadn't slept in days. His hair was almost matted, his eyes red... he had bags under them as well. He looked awful.

Walking to his bed he sits on the edge then jumps as he sees a shadow standing by his room door.

"I told you not to message me."

Scott sighs feeling his heart lifting slightly. Even though she was mad at him the fact that she came to see him meant so much.

"I know.... I'm sorry Luna. That's the only thing I can say. I know I've been an asshole. I've put you and Stiles in danger more times than I can count on one hand-"

"Maybe even two." Scott smiles as Luna jokes.

"I don't know why I threw Derek under the bus. I was under a lot of pressure. I couldn't think. I was scared. I didn't want anybody else hurt. I'm sorry I haven't been listening to you and Stiles. You guys are my friends. You've been trying to help since the beginning of all this and I'm truly grateful."

Luna nods firmly. Sighing she walks over and sits beside him on the edge of his bed.

"I forgive you. You're still a stupid idiot but all is forgiven."

Scott grins. Luna pats his knee still looking forward.

"Allison is stupid for breaking up with you. I'm sorry she did that. You're trying to keep her safe, don't think you didn't do the right thing that night because you did. She has no idea what's going on and it's better to keep it that way."

Scott nods. The two of them sitting in silence.

"It's going to be hell when we go back."

"Oh absolutely Scotty boy."