Someday • S.S S.M

Is she gonna be ok?

"Wait, what the... That's where they're keeping him? At his own house?" Stiles asked confused

"Not at it. Under it. I know exactly where that is" Peter said before stopping as he heard howling, "And im not the only one"

If you were to tell Odelia Jacob's that her formal would go bad, she'd end up in the hospital and wake up cause she hear's howling, she would laugh and walk away

But now the blonde wasn't laughing,  in face she wasn't even conscious at the moment

"Give me your keys" 

Stiles sighed giving his keys to Peter, "Careful. She grinds in a second"

Peter grabbed the keys from him, completely bending all the keys, Stiles slowly grabbed the keys back from him

"So you're not gonna kill me?" Stiles looked at Peter, "Oh, God"

"Dont you understand yet? Im not the bad guy here"

"You turn into a giant monster with red eyes and fangs, and you're not the bag guy here?"

"I like you, Stiles. Odelia seems to like you too. Since you've helped me, im going to give you something in return. Do you want the bite?"

"What?"

"Do you want the bite? If it doesnt kill you, and it could, you'll become like us"

"Like you"

"Yes, a werewolf. Would you like me to draw you a picture? That first night in the woods i took Scott because i needed a new pack. It would of easily been you. You'd be every bit as powerful as him. No more standing by his side, watching him become stronger, and quicker, more popular, watching him get the girl. Youd be equals. Or maybe more. Yes or no?" Peter asked grabbing Stiles arm

Stiles ripping his hand away when Peter went to bite him, "I dont want to be like you"

"Do you know what i heard just then? Your heart beating slightly faster over the words "I dont want" You may believe that you're telling me the truth, but you are lying to yourself. Goodbye, Stiles" Peter said getting into the car and driving off

Stiles rushed into the hospital and over to Odelia's room only to be stopped by his dad, "You know what? It's good that we're in a hospital, because im gonna kill you"

"I-Im sorry. I lost the keys to my jeep. I had to run all the way here"

"Stiles, i dont care!"

Stiles glanced behind his dad and at Odelia, "Is she gonna be ok?" he asked making Noah glance back at her and sigh

"They dont know, partially because they dont know what happened. She lost a lot of blood, but there's something else going on with her" Noah explained 

"Wh-what do you mean?" Stiles stuttered

"The doctors say it's like she's having some sort of weird reaction. She's keeps going unconscious. Did you see anything? I mean, do you have any idea who or what attacked her?"

Stiles thought for a second, "No. No, i have no idea"

"What about Scott?"

"What do you mean? What about him?" Stiles asked visibly sweating , "Did he see anything?"

"What do you... Is he not here?" Stiles asked confused and worried

"Ive been calling him on his cell phone. I've gotten no response" Noah scoffed, Stiles glanced back at Jackson as he mouthed something 

"Yeah, you're not gonna get one" he sighed

"Stiles, listen, just go wait with your friends, all right?" Noah placed a hand on his shoulder as they walked through the halls

"Dad, tell me. You know it has something to do with Derek"

Noah stopped walking, "What? I thought you two said you barley knew him"

Stiles sighed, "All right, we might know him a little better than that"

"ow" Stiles mutter as his dad grabbed the back of his neck and continued to walk, "You do realize that im elected this job, right?"

"And if i help you figure this out, you'll be re-elected. Am i right? Dad, come on" Stiles said, the two stopped walking once more

Noah sighed, "You know what? That girl in there has nothing to do with a six-year old arson case"

"When did you decide it was definitely arson?" Stiles asked loudly

"When we got a key witness. And no, im not telling you who it is, but yeah, yeah, we know it's arson. And it was probably organized by a young woman"

"What young woman?"

"If i knew that, she'd be in jail" Noah glanced at him

"Was she young then, or is she young now?"

"What? She's probably in her 20's. Damn , i got to grab this call"

"You dont know her name?"

"No, i dont.. What is this? Twenty questions? All we know is that she had a very distinctive.. What do you call it? A pendant" Noah asked annoyed

"What the hell's a pendant?"

"Stiles, do you go to school? A pendant! A pendant! It's a necklace. Now, can i answer the phone?"

"Yes" Stiles sighed as his dad walked off

"Hey, where are you going?" Jackson asked following Stiles, "To find Scott"

"But you dont have a car"

"Im aware of that. Thank you"

"Here, ill drive. Come on.." Jackson said placing his hand on Stile's shoulder, Stile's knocking his hand off

"Look, just because you feel guilty all of a sudden doesnt make it ok, all right? Half of this is still your fault"

"Look, i have a car. You dont. Do you want my help or not?"

Stiles sighed, "All right. Did you bring the Porsche?"

"Yeah" he said pulling the keys from his pocket, "Good, ill drive" Stiles said grabbing the keys from him

The two turned to walk off only to to see Mr. Argent, "Boys. I was wondering if you can tell me where Scott McCall is" he smiled

"Scott McCall? Um... Havent seen him since the dance" Stiles replied looking at him, "Hmm"

"Jackson, you?"

"uh...I...." he stuttered, "Oh, for the love of God" Stiles groaned