The Lost Hunter ⚜ Sophomore Year [Crossover Fanfiction]

Chapter 18 ⚜ Tattoo

In my car, Reflected in the visor mirror, Allison Argent delicately brushes away an eyelash on her cheek. 

I drive and pedal to the floor "It's not a double date. It's just a group thing"

Allison says "Do they know it's a group thing? Because I told you I'm not ready to get back out there."

"You were in France and you didn't do any dating?"

"Did you? I mean --"

"Sam used to come undercover and meet me secretly without Dad knowing so he wouldn't tell Uncle John and I went to him for a week."

"You two crazy, Is Jackson okay? I mean, did everything work out?"

"The doctors looked like idiots when he turned up alive, but everyone got over it. And yes, Derek taught him the Werewolf. Like how not to randomly kill people during a full moon."

"So you've talked to him?"

"Not since he left for London"

"You mean since his Dad moved him to London"

"Whatever. He left. And seriously? An American werewolf in London? Like that's not going to be a disaster"

"Then you're totally over him?"

"I'm with Sam and Would I be going on a double date if I wasn't?" I turn to notice Allison's satisfied smile "Okay, it's a double date. Not an orgy. You'll live. Sam will come with Brady and he says he is a nice guy and I meet him"

Braking at the red light, neither of us noticed Stiles's Jeep pulling up in the lane right next to them.

Allison sinks into her seat trying to disappear from view "Oh my God, oh my God, I can't see him. Not yet--" Hand covering the side of her face, Allison practically crawls under the dashboard "Lydia, go--please, go, please--"

"But the light--" the Jeep disappearing in the rearview mirror, I ease up on the gas and turn to Allison "You all right?"

Curled into a fetal position, Allison just shakes her head. In the rearview mirror, I see the Jeep slam to a halt.

"Lydia, stop. I need to go back. I need to talk to him" Allison and I glance back through the rear window.

"They stopped too"

Eyes on the road behind them, neither of us notices an out-of-focus shape approaching from ahead "Why would they stop?"

"It's Stiles and Scott. You really want to try applying logic to those two?" 

 The shape comes faster--an animal--loping towards us.

"Should we back up and--"