The She Wolf {A Teen Wolf/Stiles Stilinski Love Story}

2.1 Omega

Jackson didn't hang around too long. Not that we had wanted him too, Derek gave him what he wanted. Hopefully he wouldn't be expecting us to take him in, Jackson may be strong but I sure as hell wouldn't want him in my pack.

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Derek was counting my sit ups when we heard it. An earsplitting scream.

Derek perked up and looked me in the eye, "That almost sounded like-"

"Lydia," I said, standing up. She had been taken to the hospital after getting attacked by Peter. "I better go..."

Derek nodded and threw me my sweater. I zipped it up over my yoga pants and sports bra.

"Want a ride?" He asked standing up from the couch.

"It's cool, I'll run," And with a wink, I ran out the front door and towards the hospital.

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It didn't take long for me to find Scott once I arrived.

"Hey, did Stiles text you too?" He asked, climbing into the Jeep.

"Uh no, I heard the scream and just came by to make sure everyone was alright. Why? What happened?"

"She's missing, get in, we can use all the help we can get," I followed his instruction, and climbed over his lap and into the back seat. Stiles walked over moments later, holding what looked like a hospital gown. He got in the front seat and handed it to Scott.

"This is the one she was just wearing?" Scott asked. Stiles sighed and gave a light nod. "I'm not gonna let anyone hurt her. Not again," Scott reassured.

"Alright, just shove the thing in your face and let's find her," Stiles started the Jeep and almost jumped right out of his seat when he saw Allison standing in range of the headlights. "WOWW"

She walked up to Scott's window and he started to protest, "What are you doing here? Someone's going to see us,"

"I don't care, she is my best friend and we need to find her before they do,"

"I can find her before the cops can," Scott said, in almost a whisper.

"How about, before my father does," Allison continued.

"He knows?" Stiles and I said in unison, Stiles then turned to me with a look of confusion. Apparently he hadn't noticed me in the back seat.

"Yeah, I just saw him and three other guys leave my house in two SUV's"

"Search party," Scott stated.

"It's more like a hunting party," Allison corrected.

"Get in," Scott instructed. Allison sat down next to me and Stiles drove us off, down the street.

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"Alright but if she's turning will they actually kill her?" Stiles asked, panic starting to overtake his thoughts.

"I don't know they won't tell me anything. All they say is 'we'll talk after Kate's funeral when the others get here'," Allison answered, her voice laced with whining. Or maybe she doesn't actually have an irritating voice and I just hear it that way because I don't like her, either way I don't like her.

"What others?" Stiles asked.

"I don't know, they won't tell me that either."

"Okay, your family's got some serious communication issues to work on," Stiles said with a sigh, "Scott, are we going the right way?" He called to Scott who had his head out the window, fully accepting his dog-like instincts.