chapter 16 § maybe.. just maybe

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"If Jackson doesn't know what he's doing, then he probably doesn't know that someone's controlling him," Allison voice came through Scott's phone.

We were still at the police station waiting for the sheriff to come back and tell us what's going to happen. Jackson already left with his mother who picked him up, but his father's still here demanding Stilinski that we have to go to jail for kidnapping his son. There having a heated discussion right now and it seems like Mr. Whittemore is winning.

We were just trying to help. Okay, Stiles' plan wasn't great but at least it kept Jackson from killing everyone until the point he broke out at least. What else were we supposed to do? Let Jackson lurk the street at night searching for the next person to kill? Jackson should thank us for kidnapping him. If we hadn't he would've been dead right now. Derek would have killed him without a doubt.

"Or he doesn't remember," Scott said leaning over Stilinski's desk across from Stiles.

Stiles looked up with wide eyes "What if it's the same kind of thing that happened with Lydia when she took off from the hospital?"

"A fugue state," Allison's voice came through ones again. She might be right though. Apparently after Lydia was bitten by Peter and was brought in the hospital, she ran around Beacon hills naked for two days, not remembering anything.

Scott nodded his head "He'd have to forget everything. The murder –"

"Getting rid of the blood."

"Yeah, he had help with one thing tough - the video. And someone else helped him forget that," Stiles said glancing between Scott and I.

Scott nodded ones again agreeing with what Stiles was saying "Whoever's controlling him."

"Are you sure Jackson has no clue about any of this?" I know why Allison is asking this. If the answer is no, then there's not much she can do. Gerard and Chris will kill him, there will be no one to save anymore.

"He thinks he's still becoming a werewolf and that being with Lydia somehow delayed the whole thing," I said joining the conversation making the two boys in the room glance at my direction at the end of the office by the door.

"So do we try and convince him he's not?" I glance at Scott knowing what he will say.

"If it helps us find out who's controlling him, then yeah," Scott said turning his head so he could face me. I sighed nodding in agreement followed by Stiles who agreed as well.

"Do you think he'll talk to us after what we did?" '

"Yeah, it's us. He'll talk to us. Right?" Stiles said being optimistic. I chuckled nodding my head side to side. That will be a very hard task after Stilinski will tell us the agreement he and Mr. Whittemore made.

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"You will not go within 50 feet of Jackson Whittemore. You will not speak to him. You will not approach him. You will not assault or harass him physically or psychologically," sheriff Stilinski sums up the conditions he and Mr. Whittemore agreed on so we wouldn't have to go to jail for 'kidnapping' Jackson.

He slams the papers on the table we're sitting at, and looked at us waiting for one of us to talk. His eyes first lingered on Scott who had his head down not wanting to face his mother who was standing beside him. Then his eyes lingered on me, but I had nothing to say so he turned to his son, and as expected he opened his mouth.

"What about school?"

The sheriff nodded "You can attend classes while attempting to maintain a 50 - foot distance."

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