The Younger Stilinski (Season 2)

Shape-Shifted

**AN: this one is a short chapter**

I lean against one of the railings outside and see Lydia walking with Allison. She's wearing a dark purple dress that hugs her figure really well, along with purple high heels.

"You really don't remember anything?"

"They called it a fugue state, which is basically a way of saying 'we have no idea why you can't remember running through the woods naked for two days." They get to where I am and I push off the railing. "But personally, I don't care. I lost nine pounds."

I walk up kinda in between them. "It wouldn't matter anyway. You looked good then and you look good now." She looks at me, smiling and I see a little red show up on her cheeks.

"Thanks, Cameron."

I wink at her. "Anytime....Hey, Allison." The brunette smiles at me.

"Hi, Cam." She then looks at Lydia. "Are you ready for this?"

Lydia rolls her eyes a little. "Please. It's not like my aunt's a serial killer." She turns around and opens the door to the school. I gently pat Allison's shoulder and we follow her in. As soon as we walk in, people start staring at Lydia.

I get on the other side of her and whisper in her ear. "Don't think about it. You got this." She barely nods, flips her hair out of her face, and walks/struts down the hall. Allison and I share a smile and make our way to our lockers.

*****

I've been at the jeep for hours. Stiles must have gotten detention again. I wish he'd let me drive my own jeep to school. Which I have, but he insists that he takes me to school and back. At least give me keys to his jeep so I can go home when he gets detention and I can come pick him up.

I see him walking toward me on the phone. "Hey, sorry, Harris literally just let me out of detention. Literally. And he had my phone the whole frickin' time." I look at him confused and he mouths 'Allison.' "Wait, what guy?...... They're sending him to the station for Isaac....What was it?....... Yeah, wolfsbane....It means they're gonna kill him." He hangs up with her and looks at me. "Get in."

"Stiles, what the hell is happening? You guys haven't talked to me all day. Where's Scott? And why was Isaac takin' to the station?"

"Isaac's dad was murdered last night, they're holding him for 24 hours, Isaac's a werewolf, Allison's dad knows and sent someone to kill him. Scott's at Isaac's."

*****

"Hey, did you slow him down?" Stiles asks Allison over the phone while driving. "Alright, well, uh, we're headed to the station right now..... Isaac's.... Yeah, but not a very good one. And unfortunately, we don't really have time to come up with anything better." He hangs up with her and keeps driving.

I look up through the windshield to look at the moon. "Are we gonna make it?"

Stiles sighs. "I hope so."

*****

Stiles parks in front of the station and I'm in the back since we picked up Derek on the way here.

"Okay, now the keys to every cell are in a password-protected lockbox in my father's office. Problem is getting past the front desk."

"I'll distract her." Derek starts to get out and Stiles stops him.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa---you? You're not going in there." Derek doesn't answer, he just keeps looking between Stiles' hand that's on his shoulder and his face. "I'm taking my hand off." I smile.

"I was exonerated."

"You're still a person of interest."

"An innocent person." I state, taking Derek's side. Derek nods at me, silently thanking me.

Stiles looks at me with wide eyes. "An--him? You? Yeah, right!" He looks back at Derek, who shrugs. "Okay, fine. What's your plan?"

"To distract her."

"Uh-huh. How? By punching her in the face?"

"Heh, by talking to her."

"Okay, alright. Give me a sample. What are you gonna open with?" Derek just stares at him. "Dead silence. That should work beautifully. Any other ideas?"

"I'm thinking about punching you in the face."

I roll my eyes. "Girls, girls. We're wasting time. You can make out later. Let him go before I go." Stiles glares at me and I see Derek trying not to smile as he gets out.

"Why are you encouraging him?"

"Me? I'm not encouraging him. I just don't think he's as bad as you think he is."

"Whatever. Come on." We get out and make our way inside. We sneak past Derek and the officer, making our way to Dad's office. Stiles puts the password into the lockbox and when it opens, the keys are missing. "Oh, no."

"Where the hell are the keys?" We make our way down the hall and we almost run into an officer with an injured leg.

"Whoa. Uh, just looking, um..." We quickly realize who it is. The hunter sent to kill Isaac. "Oh shit."

We turn to run the way we came, but the guy grabs me by the back of the shirt and quickly covers my mouth so I couldn't yell for Stiles, who was still going. He drags me all the way to where the cells are and he finally lets go of me. We both look at the cell and it's open, with no Isaac to be found. Then all of a sudden, the guy gets tackled by werewolf Isaac and I scramble backward, making my way behind the desk. Isaac knocks the guy out and Derek stomps on the needle that got thrown out of the guy's hand. They look at each other and then Isaac sees me, starting to walk closer. Derek quickly roars at him, showing his fangs and red eyes, stopping Isaac in his tracks and making him cower down, going back to his normal self.

I look up at Derek. "How'd you do that?"

Derek looks at me. "I'm the alpha." I look at Isaac, who's shaking and staring at Derek.

I slowly get up. "You need to leave. Other officers will be here any minute." He nods and takes Isaac with him.

A few seconds later, Stiles comes running in and pulls me into a tight hug. "Holy shit! Are you okay? I'm so sorry! I turned around and didn't see you. I'm so---"

"Stiles, I'm fine. He didn't hurt me." I push him, making him be arm's length away. "See? I'm okay." He nods and pulls me into another hug. A few minutes later, Dad and other officers, walk in. We both look toward the open cell and the 'officer' that's on the floor still.

"Uh, he did it." We say at the same time, pointing at the unconscious man.