Howlin' For You •Liam Dunbar•

15. McCutie

Isabelle stood with her arms crossed against her chest in the sheriff station. She was trying to process her brother's idea of saving Stiles by giving him the bite to get him through the rift.

"You're going to bite Stiles?" Lydia asked, stepping closer to Scott.

Scott glanced up to her with a determined look on his face, "To get him through the rift." Scott sighed, moving around the desk to where his sister stood. "This is the only way."

"Just to clarify," Peter spoke up from the corner of the office, making his way towards the group "Are you planning on biting everyone in the train station?"

"No." Isabelle replied for Scott before turning to her brother with her eyebrows scrunched. "Wait, are you?"

"With Stiles back, he'll be able to help us figure out a plan." Scott replied.

"He's good at that." Malia said, turning to Peter.

"So the plan is to get Stiles to come up with the plan." Peter said, looking for confirmation.

"You can shut up now."

"And forever." Isabelle added, glancing up at the man.

"Girls, look around." Peter said, walking towards the desk. "We're the only ones left in Beacon Hills. If they take us, Lydia will be the only one left to haunt the place."
"Do you guys think the Wild Hunt has a suggestion box?" Isabelle asked. "Wait, did you annoy them so much they sent you back?"
"I'm the only person going in." Scott said, ignoring his sister's questions. "Liam and Isabelle will stay here with Mason. As long as somebody is left in Beacon Hills, the Wild Hunt can't move on."
"I like your plan, Scott." Peter began, "I really do, especially the part about turning Stiles. But it can't work."
"How do you know?" Malia questioned.

"Logic." Peter shrugged. "Life experiences." Peter began pacing again before turning to the couple. "Liam, what are the odds that he'll get taken? What if Stiles isn't there? What if there's no Beacon Hills for you to come back to?"
"You got a better idea?" Liam retorted.

Yeah, it's called 'run like hell'." Peter replied before looking at Malia. "So, leave in five?"

"You promised to help us." Malia said, stepping closer to Peter. "We still need to find the rift."

"I didn't promise I'd help you commit suicide." He said, softly.

"If you can't help, we can find it ourselves." Scott spoke up, looking at Peter.

"Scott, I admit that you have a flair for beating the odds." Peter sighed, defeatedly. "But this? You don't walk away from. You run."
With that Peter exited the station. Isabelle scoffed and rolled her eyes, "That was so dramatic." Isabelle began before repeating his words mockingly.

"Seriously?" Scott said, shooting his sister an amused look.

"Like we weren't all thinking it."

Isabelle paced the floor of the sheriff's station, jumping slightly as Hayden snapped the blinds of the window back to place. Hayden shot an apologetic glance her way before turning to Liam and Mason. Liam held the sword in his hands.

"So, we should stay here." Hayden began. "Is that what you're thinking?" Hayden took a seat next to Liam on the bench.

"It doesn't matter where we are." Isabelle said, truthfully. Liam looked up at her and nodded.

"We still need to figure out how to fight them." Liam said.

"No one can fight them." Hayden said.

"Douglas can." Theo's voice rang from a nearby holding cell that Liam had thrown him into. Isabelle jumped at the sound of his voice. "Sorry, McCutie."
"Don't call me that." Isabelle snapped, her face turning into a scowl.