Animagus

Chapter Seventy-Two: Perishable Part Four

~Beacon Hills High School~

Mason Watched Liam skeptically as he put more alcohol into his drink. Liam eyed him, "Not gonna tell me to slow down?" he asked.

Mason shook his head, "Actually, I was gonna say, keep drinking. I think you should get drunk- and I mean stumbling down, fall on your ass, passed out, with your face in the toilet drunk." Mason confessed.

Liam laughed, "Why?"

"Maybe then, when I ask you what's going on, you'll be too drunk to lie." Liam turned away from Mason. "I'm not asking this because I want to know- I'm asking because I want to help."

Liam looks over at Malia, Scott, and me. "I'm gonna get another drink." he stood up and turned back to Mason, "Yeah... I'm getting drunk." He stumbled his way towards the three of us.

~Eichen House~

Stiles and Lydia travel to Eichen House to talk to Brunski. All they wanted was a file but they knew it wasn't gonna be so simple. "A thousand," Brunski asked to open the file room for them. Stiles couldn't believe his asking price.

"A thousand dollars? To use one little key to open one little file room? Are you out of your mind?" he exasperated.

Brunski leaned back in his chair, "When you get the keys, you make the price."

Stiles rolled his eyes, "Right. You think we have that kind of money?"

Brunski smirked at Stiles, "I know you don't- if you did, Daddy Sherrif would have paid off the bill by now." he turned to Lydia with a smile, "That's why I'm talking to her."

Lydia rolled her eyes while opening her purse. She let out a sigh, "I have five hundred." she said tossing it on his desk. Brunski grabbed it and puts it in his chest pocket. He turned around and flips over a mixtape in the tape deck. "Follow me." Lydia and Stiles give each other a significant look as they follow him to the file room.

~Beacon Hills High School~

Scott continued to try to talk to Malia but she didn't seem too interested in talking. "I just want to talk-"

"Well, I just want to dance."

"We had our reasons. We didn't tell you about Peter-"

Malia interrupted again, "-To protect me. That's what Peter said you would say. And guess what he said next. That you were right."

Scott looked confused, "Does that surprise you?" Malia asked while dancing.

"No... It makes me wonder what he wants. Malia, we need to stay together. You, me, Leia, Stiles-"

Malia interjected, "I don't want to talk about Stiles. I just want to dance and get drunk." She stumbled and Scott caught her.

"Whoa! Whoa! Whoa! You are drunk."

She giggled, "Yep!"

"But you can't be..."

"Is this what drunk feels like? It doesn't feel as good as I hoped..." Malia complained. Scott looked around and saw Liam stumbling and falling. Mason and I were helping him to his feet.

"I don't think it's supposed to."

~Eichen House~

Stiles and Lydia were brought into the file room, Brunski closed the door behind him. "Good?" Brunski asked.

"Yeah. We can help ourselves." Stiles said as the two walked over to the shelves with boxes of files. "Uh, Lydia, you got the list?"

Lydia handed the list of names to Stiles and he let out a deep sigh. "Lydia, why did you write another name on here?"

"I didn't write anything..." Lydia said.

Stiles showed her the paper, "This is your handwriting."

"Why would I write another name?" she asked confused.

"Why would you write mine?"

Brunski suddenly stood next to them, "It was the tape, wasn't it?" he tased Stiles and Lydia let out a scream. "AHHHHH!"
Brunski hit the taser button, "Your turn, sweetheart."

~Beacon Hills High School~

Malia is having a hard time standing up. "Malia... what's in this? What did you have to drink?"

"It's just vodka," Malia said.

Scott noticed a deputy watching them, "Stay on your feet and keep moving." he slings her arm over his shoulder and brings her over to Liam, Mason, and I. Scott comes over to me, "Are you okay? Do you feel weird at all? How are the babies?" he questioned.

I grabbed his hand and placed it on my belly. His face had a large smile, "Two strong heartbeats." I assured him.

"What about you?" he looked up.

"I'm fine. Just a small headache." Scott sat me down next to Liam and Malia and gave us each a bottle of water to drink.

~Beacon County Sheriffs Station~

Parrish was looking through the death records of the people who died on the list Lydia has given him. Sam stood behind him helping him look through them to see if there is anything odd. "Look at this," Parrish pointed to the screen that had several obituaries opened. "There all suicides but look who delivered them to the morgue."

"Brunski," Sam read.

"Same person every time." Parrish pointed out.

"Who did Lydia and Stiles go to see?" Sam asked worriedly.

Parrish looked up at Sam, "Brunski..."

~To Be Continued~