Touch | Lydia Martin

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"What is it with Hales and our dramatic asses?"

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"Right, I've gotta meet up with the medical examiner and try and figure out what happened to Jackson. There's an APB out in Stiles, yet his Jeep is still in the parking lot, so that means..." Sheriff trails, making Scott, Isaac and Charlotte look at him sadly.

"I don't know what the hell it means." Sheriff sighs in defeat, making Charlotte look down to the floor.

"Look, if he answers his phone to any of you guys, answers his texts or if one of you see him-" Sheriff starts, looking between Scott, Isaac and Charlotte.

"We'll call you." Isaac nods.

"He's probably just freaked out from all the attention or something, we'll find him." Scott nods, making Sheriff nod back at him.

"And murder him for scaring the shit out of us." Charlotte adds in a mutter, making Sheriff turn to her with a sad smile.

"I'll see you guys, okay?" Sheriff asks, making the three teens nod before he walks away.

And that's when Coach walks up to them.

"Look, McCall, we need you on the team. You know that I can't put you in next season if you don't get your grades up." Coach tells the Beta with a sigh.

"Yeah, I know, Coach." Scott smiles sheepishly.

"I know I yell at you guys a lot... it doesn't mean I hate you." Coach shakes his head.

"What about Greenberg?" Charlotte asks the adult.

"That's different, it's Greenberg, everyone hates him." Coach scoffs, making Charlotte, Scott and Isaac chuckle.

"I'm just saying- I need you on the team. Get your grades back up." Coach tells the Beta.

"I will." Scott nods.

"I know." Coach smiles before he walks into his office.

"I think that's the first time I've ever seen Coach smile." Charlotte hums.

"Is that everyone?" Scott asks.

"Yeah, I think so..." Isaac nods, him and Charlotte raising their eyebrows when Scott just rips off Stiles' locker door.

"You're gonna find him by scent?" Isaac asks, sending a confused look to Charlotte.

"As long as we find him, I don't give a shit." Charlotte shrugs, walking over to Scott, taking the second shirt out of his hand.

"Exactly." Scott nods, giving Isaac Stiles' shoe.

"How come you both get shirts and I get his shoe?" Isaac asks, making Charlotte send him an amused smile.

"You snooze you lose." The Lynx shrugs at him, making Isaac look at her blankly.

"Arlo?" Scott asks.

"Yes?" Charlotte hums, doing a double take when she sees Derek just standing there.

"Where the fuck did you come from?" Charlotte asks him with furrowed eyebrows, making Issac turn around.

"We need to talk." Derek sighs, making the teens tilt their heads in question.

"All of us." Peter hums as he comes out from behind a few lockers, making Scott's and Charlotte's eyes widen a little.

"Holy shit." Scott gapes.

Isaac just looks confused.

"Huh, so you are back. Hope hell disrespectfully tortured you during your stay." Charlotte smiles at him sarcastically.