𝐈𝐅 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄 𝐇𝐄𝐑━︎━︎I. Lahey ✓︎

𝐄𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐞𝐞𝐧

CHAPTER EIGHTEEN:
A COMMON ENEMY

"I'VE GOT TO MEET WITH the medical examiner and try to figure out what happened with Jackson. I've got an APB out on Stiles. His Jeep is still in the parking lot, so that means. . ." Sheriff Stilinski told the trio. Melissa left with Jackson, leaving the three wolves there, trying to calm down Noah. They were all standing in the boys locker room as he told them this. The man sighed. "The hell, I don't know what that means."

"Mr. Stilinski, we'll find him." Gwen assured the man, placing a hand on his shoulder.

"Um, look, if he answers his phone, if he answers his emails, if either one of you see him―︎" Noah told the three.

"We'll call you." Isaac assured.

"Look, he's probably just freaked out from all the attention or something. We'll find him." Scott told the man, Gwen offering him a small smile and nod to back Scott up.

"Yeah. . . I'll see you, okay?" And with that he walked away. Gwen bit her lip, frowning in concern for her friend. She was just as worried as his father was, but she was positive they would find him. They would, wouldn't they? As if he could hear the thoughts in her head, Isaac grabbed the girl's hand, giving it a squeeze of reassurance. She looked up at him with a small smile before interlacing their fingers, something she automatically did whenever one of her friends grabbed her hand. Though she didn't seem to realize it, and the boy didn't comment on it.

"McCall." Coach spoke, appearing in front of the three. "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."

"Yeah, I know, Coach." Scott sighed.

"All right. I mean, I-I know I yell a lot, but it's not like I hate you guys. Well, I kind of hate Greenberg, but, you know. . . that's different. It's Greenberg." He sighed before getting back to his point. "I'm just saying, we―︎I―︎need you on the team. Get your grades back up."

"I will." Scott nodded his head.

Coach offered him a smile. "I know." And with that he walked away.

"Wow, I've never seen that side of him." Gwen breathed, Scott nodding in agreement.

He then turned towards Isaac before asking, "Is that everyone?"

"I think so." Isaac nodded. The two turned at the sounded of a locker being ripped off its hinges. Gwen rose an eyebrow at Scott, watching as he pulled out articles of Stiles' clothing.

"You're gonna find him by scent?" Gwen asked, watching as Scott handed her a pair of Stiles' pants, and Isaac a shoe whilst he held the shirt.

"Yeah, we all are." He told the girl.

"But how come you get his shirt, and I get a shoe?" Isaac asked, frowning. Gwen glanced up at him in amusement. However, Scott quickly grabbed their attention making them turn to see Derek standing there.