Stiles Stilinski x Reader. (Rewrite of the series: season 2)

Chapter 23*

(Third POV)

Scott opens the back door of the animal clinic for Derek, seeing Isaac walk in with him. "What's he doing here?" Scott asks, eyeing Isaac suspiciously. "I need him." Derek says. "I don't trust him." Scott says, looking at Isaac with anger.

"Yeah, well, he doesn't trust you, either." Isaac says, scoffing. "You know what? And Derek doesn't really care." Derek says sarcastically, looking at both boys. "Now, where's the vet? Is he gonna help us, or not?" Derek asks again.

"That depends..." Deaton says, appearing from another room. "Your friend, Jackson... Are we planning to kill him, or save him?" Deaton asks again. Derek and Scott simultaneously answer the questions, but both answers differ from each other. "Kill him." Derek says. "Save him." Scott says.

"Save him." Scott says again, looking at Derek impatiently, making him sigh. "Save him." Scott says again to Deaton, a little more confident than before. They walk inside the examination room of the clinic, and Deaton pulls out some glass jars from the closet.

Isaac goes to touch one but is stopped by Derek. "Watch what you touch." Derek says impatiently. "So, what are you, some kind of witch?" Isaac then asks, seeing Deaton grab one of the jars in front of him. "No. I'm a veterinarian." Deaton answers drolly.

"Unfortunately, I don't see anything here that's going to be an effective defense against a paralytic toxin." Deaton says, looking at Derek. "We're open to suggestions." He says. "What about an effective offense?" Isaac suggests, making Derek interject. "We already tried-- I nearly took its head off, and Argent emptied an entire clip into it. The thing just gets back up." Derek says.

"Has it shown any weaknesses?" Deaton then asks, frowning. "Well, one-- it can't swim." Derek says, making Deaton frown again. "Does that go for Jackson as well?" he then asks, making Scott shake his head. "No. He's the captain of the swim team." He says.

"Essentially, you're trying to catch two people-- a puppet, and a puppeteer. One killed the husband, but the other had to take care of the wife. Do we know why?" Deaton asks. "I don't think Jackson could do it. His mother died pregnant, too, and she was maybe murdered. I think he couldn't let the same thing happen to someone else." Scott explains.

"How do you know it's not part of the rules? The Kanima kills murderers. If Jackson kills the wife, then the baby dies, too." Isaac suggests. "Does that mean your father was a murderer?" Scott asks him. "Wouldn't surprise me if he was." Isaac says grimly.

"Hold on—" Deaton says. "The book says they're bonded, right? What if the fear of water isn't coming from Jackson, but from the person controlling him? What if something that affects the Kanima also affects its master?" he continues.

"Meaning what?" Isaac asks confused. "Meaning we can catch them-- both of them." Scott says.

(Stiles POV)

Scott and I arrive at school in my jeep, he had been filling me in about what had happened the night before. I had texted Y/n if she wanted a ride as well, but she had declined. "There's got to be some other way to get tickets, right?" Scott asks when we get out of the jeep. "It's a secret show-- there's only one way, and it's a secret." I say sighing.

"Hey... Either of you guys know why no one's getting suspended after what happened the other day at school?" we hear Mark ask behind us, making us turn around to face him. "Just forget about it. Nobody got hurt." I say evasively.

"-I had a concussion..." Mark says offended. "Well, no one got seriously hurt." I say again, rolling my eyes. "I was in the ER for six hours!" Mark says again, making me sigh out of annoyance. "Hey, do you want to know the truth, Mark? Your little bump on the head is about this high on our list of problems right now." I say irritably, seeing Scott give me a pointed look.