SILENT GUARDIAN ◦ STILINSKI; REWRITE [1]

seven; restraint

RESTRAINT
(HAS NOT BEEN REWRITTEN)

Scott paced aimlessly around Sheriff Stilinski's office, while Carter and Stiles were huddled around Stiles' phone, listening to Allison explain what Lydia had translated from the bestiary. Turns out, the Kanima doesn't seek a friend, it seeks a master. Meaning someone had been using him to kill people, that there's someone out there who had a homicidal vendetta.

"If Jackson doesn't know what he's doing, then he probably doesn't know that someone's controlling him." Allison suggested.

Carter chewed on the inside of her cheek nervously as they waited for Stilinski to come get them. They still had to figure out if Jackson was going to press charges against them, seeing as though they did kidnap him - for the right reasons. Carter didn't want Derek to find out, she wasn't worried about getting in trouble but she was worried about Derek finding out that she knew about the Kanima being Jackson this whole time and not telling him.

"Or he doesn't remember," Scott offered, leaning against the desk that Stiles and Carter were sitting at.

"What if it's the same kind of thing that happened with Lydia when she took off from the hospital?" Stiles asked, all of them well aware of her not remembering that she had busted out of the hospital and ran around in the woods naked for two days.

"A fugue state," Allison announced.

"He'd have to forget everything. The murder," Scott began.

"Getting rid of the blood," Carter continued, rubbing at her temples when images of Jackson covered in blood flashed in her mind.

"But he had help with one thing though, the video." Stiles explained, knowing that someone looped Jackson's recording so he wouldn't see himself transitioning into the Kanima. "Maybe someone else helped him forget that."

Scott nodded in agreement before he said: "Whoever's controlling him."

"Are you sure Jackson has no clue about any of this?" Allison asked in confusion.

Carter shook her head, "No, he thinks he's still becoming a werewolf and that being with Lydia somehow delayed the whole thing."

"So do we try to convince him he's not?"

"If it helps us find out who's controlling him, then yeah." Scott announced.

"I mean, do you think he'll talk to us after what we did?" Carter questioned, crossing her arms over her chest.

"Yeah, it's us. He'll talk to us."

***

Carter, Scott, and Stiles found themselves seated on cold metal chairs, sitting at a large metal table with Jackson and his father. Sheriff Stilinski stood at the end of the table, reading off their punishment/guidelines/rules for kidnapping Jackson.

"You will not go within fifty feet of Jackson Whittemore," Stilinski began, Carter's heart began to pound quickly against her rib cage. Scott's ears perked up at the sound of her strange heartbeat. "You will not speak to him. You will not approach him. You will not assault or harass him physically or psychologically."