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19 -Frenemy- (season two, episode six) ♞
Joey's mind was a puzzle to not only Derek but to Scott now to. Her new powers were were something both of the men were trying to piece together. Derek was further ahead but Scott wasn't far behind.
That was because Derek didn't actually have much.
But standing behind the gate of a nightclub with a killer lizard inside really put into perspective how quickly Joey became close with them.
Some can call it fate, others can call it suspicious...
Scott just calls it loyalty.
Stiles on the other hand probably hadn't even noticed because all he thought about recently wasn't how long she had been around, but how to finally kiss her again-
"Did either of you see where he went?" Joey asks, pulling her navy blue beanie back down onto her head.
Scott huffs. "I lost him."
"You couldn't catch his scent?" Stiles looks past the fence, almost like if he looks hard enough the lizard will pop up again.
"I don't think he has one."
Lost in thought, Joey brings up Jenson.
"When we get back to your place can we do some research on Jenson. I keep getting a weird feeling about him."
Scott smiles softly at the blonde. "Yeah, whatever you need."
"Any clue of where Jacksons going?" Stiles interrupts.
"To kill someone." The werewolf says plainly.
Joey lets out a nervous laugh while stiles continues. "That explains the claws and the fangs and all that stuff"
Scott's face doesn't move.
"Scott, c'mon, I'm 147 pounds of pale skin and fragile bone, okay? Sarcasm is my only defense."
"Guys, just help me find it."
"I may not like him but not 'It." Jackson." The girl sighs.
"Derek said a snake can't be poisoned by its own venom right? So that's how he passed the test. But when is a kanima not a kanima?" Stiles asks.
"When it's Jackson."
Abruptly, Stiles takes a few steps back, looking up with a scared look on his face. "Uh, guys."
Joey meets where his eyes are looking. "He's going inside, Scott."
Scott looks up as the tail disappears into the rafters on the roof. "I know who he's after."
"What? How? Did you smell something?" The boy asks.
"Armani."
After busting through a side door, Scott leads the two in.
