The Other Argent

Chaos Rising (part 2)

My fifth period is a free period. I usually just wonder around or go to Isaac's class and do weird faces at him through the window until the teacher catches me. Unfortunately he isn't here today so I can't do that. Ugh. Then I remember that Scott and Stiles have this period as a free period too. YAS! I quickly run around the halls until I get to where their lockers are and I find them.

"Hey!" I call towards them. They turn around and see it's me so they wave me over.

"Why did he call you out?" Scott asked Stiles. I'm thinking they're talking about today in Econ.

"My dad was asking me about the last time I saw Heather," Stiles said. "Apparently, I'm the last one who saw her."

"Maybe the alphas took her," I suggest.

"So you think they kidnapped Heather to turn her?" Scott asked me, urging me to explain.

"Derek says it's easier to turn teenagers," Stiles explains.

"But what would a pack of Alphas need with a beta?"

"To throw us off maybe?" I guess.

"Scott, I don't know. I don't care. All right? This girl... Our moms were best friends before mine died, all right? We used to take frickin' bubble baths together when we were three. I gotta find her."

"Then we need Isaac to remember," Scott points out.

"He remembered a lot. I don't think we can get anything else from him. We don't want to stress him out or anything," I say nervously because I don't want anything else bad to happen to Isaac.

"Relax, will you?"

"Macy has a point. Peter and Derek couldn't do it. You know any other werewolves with a better trick?"

"Maybe not a werewolf. But someone who knows a lot about them."

"Deaton?" I ask figuring out what Scott is hinting at. He turns to me and nods.

*****

We arrive at Deaton's in our own separate vehicles and when I pull up to the parking lot I see that Derek's car is here. I walk in to the building and see that Isaac is here and I smile, then I see Derek and I frown. I sit on the table that is against the wall to make room for a huge tub. I sit there and swing my legs when Scott, Stiles, and Derek start to put ice in the tub. Yay, a bbq.

"Obviously, it's not going to be particularly...comfortable. But if we can slow your heart rate down enough, you'll slip into a trance-like state," Deaton explains to us as everyone continues to add it to the tub.

"Like being hypnotized?" Isaac asks for simpler terms.

"Exactly. You'll be half transformed. It'll let us access your subconscious mind."

"How slow does his heart rate need to be?" Scott asks carefully.

"Very slow."

"I don't have a good feeling about this..." I start to state but Derek cuts me off with his question.

"Ok, well how slow is very slow?" Derek asks.

"Nearly dead," Deaton answers. I suck in a deep breath of air and look down.

"It's safe though, right?" Isaac asks. I scoff at this because there's no way this could be safe. A sudden snap echoes through the room and everyone shots their gaze to where the noise originated from. A guilty looking Stiles is standing there with a long, long rubber glove over his arm. He looks around as to say "what?" Then makes eye contact with me as I glare at him so he can take off the glove and put it away. It's unneeded right now and I don't want Isaac to freak out since Stiles might be conveying a different message with the glove.