𝐂𝐑𝐀𝐙𝐄𝐃 𝐖𝐎𝐋𝐅 ━━ LYDIA MARTIN

80

"BARROW WENT after kids with glowing eyes?" Isaac asked as they descended the stairs, "he said those exact words?"

"Yeah, and no one knows how he woke up from anesthesia—" Stiles paused, "not just that when they opened him up, they found a tumor full of live flies, which in any other circumstance would be all kinds of awesome."

Lydia's steps haltered, "did you say flies?"

Reid turned to look at her at the same time as the others as Allison grew concerned, "Lydia?"

"All day, I have been hearing this sound. It's like this buzzing—" The strawberry blonde said making Reid furrow his brows, "like the sound of flies?"

"Exactly like the sound of flies," she nodded as he took a step closer to her, "so, earlier in the class... there was no fly, was there?"

"No," she muttered, "I don't think so. I didn't see anything."

"Okay," Stiles spoke up, "well what does this mean?" Everyone stayed silent, not knowing the answer to his question. He let out a sigh, "let's go find Scott."

While Allison stayed behind and Lydia told them she'd meet them in a while, Stiles and Reid rushed to find Scott who was leaning against the wall outside a classroom, eavesdropping on the conversation going on inside between Kira and her father.

"Hey, dude!" Stiles exclaimed once they approached Scott, "where the hell have you been?"

Just as he was about to reply, Lydia walked towards them, looking frantic. "The police are leaving," she informed, "why are they leaving?"

"The police?" Scott frowned in confusion, unaware of what was happening.

"They must have cleared the building and grounds," Stiles muttered, "which means he's not here."

"Who?" Scott raised his brows, his frown deepening, "what are you guys—"
"
"He has to be here," Lydia cut him off, "that sound– that buzzing I've been hearing? It's getting louder."

Reid turned to Stiles, "you should probably go tell your dad to wait up."

"Yeah, come on." Stiles said as he rushed towards the exit, Reid and Lydia following him. Though, the two stopped near the door, letting only Stiles go to do the talking.

Reid leaned against the wall beside Lydia who was playing with the ends of her hair as he listened to the conversation going on between Stiles and his father.

"Dad. Dad!" Stiles called out, stopping Sheriff who was walking down the stairs. The sheriff turned to face him, "yeah?"

"You can't leave yet," Stiles stared, pursing his lips which earned a look from Stilinski, "we got an eyewitness that puts Barrow by the train station—"

"— Let's go Stilinki!" Rafael cut in making him continue to walk until he was stopped by STILES yet again, "whoa, whoa, Dad! Please, just—"
Lydia said that he's still here."

That caught his attention, "did she see him?"

"Not exactly, no... Well, not at all, actually. But she has a feeling—" Stiles began, "a supernatural feeling."

At that, the sheriff turned his head to look at Lydia who gave him a small wav and a smile in return.

Reid tuned out their conversation after that as he focused on the strawberry blonde who seemed like she wanted to ask him something. "Spill."

"Did you..." She trailed off, taking a deep breath, "did you do it?"

"Did I do wha— oh." He pursed his lips in a thin line, nodding his head at her question. "Last night. Apparently she had a pack."

"So she was an alpha?" She questioned to which he nodded, throwing his head back softly against the wall. "Killed them all. She had them spying on you guys like who the fuck does that?"

"Your mom, apparently." Her words made him breathe out a chuckle. "Does Deaton know?"

"Can't say," he shrugged, "maybe? I haven't really spoken to him since it happened."

Before Lydia could say something, Stiles walked back towards them with a dejected look latched upon his features. Reid glanced behind him to find the sheriff's car and the others leaving the school ground. He let out a sigh in response, "great, what do we do now?"

"Figure this out and solve it on our own," Stiles answered just as Reid's phone vibrated in his pockets. He took it out and read a message from Scott who asked him to meet him inside for he could use his help.

Once inside, Reid approached Scott who handed him the clothes of the barrow so that he could take in his scent which he did along with Aiden, Ethan and Isaac.

They all went in the boiling room, Reid was with Scott and Isaac while Ethan and Aiden were together.

"So, this is how it's gonna be now?" Isaac broke the silence that had settled in between the three boys as they walked around in the boiling room, "we trust them?"

"Just because I'm letting them help, doesn't mean I trust them." Scott defended which earned a scoff from Isaac, "yeah, well, I don't trust them, either–" there was a slight pause, "or like them. In fact, I hate them and I just want them to die."

"Me with everyone," Reid muttered making Scott's steps halter as he turned to look at him, faking an offended look, "oh, really? You hate me and want me to die?"

"No, I meant..." Reid jumped to an explanation, "like people I'm not well acquainted with." 

"Would you say you're well acquainted with me then?" Isaac asked with a teasing tone which made Reid raise his brows. "Maybe?"

"Well, if Barrow's actually here and he's got a plan," Scott spoke, saying something in regard to what Isaac had said earlier, "you might get what you want."

The three then decided to resume their search until they heard the fire alarm. Exchanging confused looks, they made their way out of the boiler room to outside the school where Stiles and Lydia were quick to approach them.

"We didn't find anything," Aiden informed to which Scott add, "not even a scent."

"It's three o'clock, so school's over," Stiles spoke, furrowing his brows in slight confusion, "If there was a bomb, wouldn't he have set it off by now?"

"Does that mean everybody's safe?"

"I don't know. I just..." She paused, sighing, "don't know."