Lahey || Teen Wolf

seventeen

"It's everything Lydia can translate. Trust me. She was very confused."

Allison had just slid a tablet through a bookshelf in the library to Scott, Stiles, and I. She wasn't supposed to be seen with Scott, thus all of the secretive stuff. The tablet had translated information on the Kanima, information we desperately needed.

"Yeah, what did you tell her?" Scott whispered.

"That we were part of an online gaming community that battles mythical creatures."

Scott and I both stifled our laughter right as Stiles spoke up.

"I am part of an online gaming community that battles mythical creatures." Stiles said with blank expression.

We all stared at him. Seriously? Could my brother get any more dorky?

"Oh." Allison breathed out, "Great."

Scott looked down at the tablet before looking back through the cracks between the books at Allison, "Okay, does this say how to find out who's controlling him?"

"Not really, but Stiles is right about the murderers."

Stiles fist pumped, "Yes!"

"Calm down." I whispered to him.

Allison looked down, "It calls the Kanima a weapon of vengeance. There's a story in there about the South American priest. Who uses the Kanima to execute murderers in his village."

"Alright, see, so maybe it's not all that bad." Stiles shrugged.

"Until the bond grows strong enough that it killed whoever he wanted it to."

I shook my head, "All bad. All very, very bad."

"Here's the thing though, the Kanima is actually supposed to be a werewolf. But it can't be until-"

Scott cut Allison off, "Until it resolves that in its past which manifested it."

"Okay, that means that Jackson could use a few thousand hours of therapy. I could've told you that myself." I shrugged.

Allison turned to look at us again, "What if... it has something to do with his parents."

The three of us looked at Allison, all rather confused.

"His real parents."

Scott nodded, "Yeah, does anybody actually know what happened to them?"

"Lydia might." Stiles blurted.

I placed a hand on my brother's shoulder, "What if she doesn't know anything?"

"Well, he doesn't have a restraining order against me. So, I'll talk to him myself." Allison spoke as she put a book back on the shelf.

I scoffed, "He doesn't have one against me either."

"You really think he'll talk to you?" Stiles raised his eyebrows, "He hates us."

By us he meant him and I. Jackson referred to us as the "Stilinski twins".

I chewed my lip and nodded, "Yeah, you're probably right."

"What do I do?" Scott asked Allison, completely ignoring what Stiles and I had just said.

Allison gave him a knowing look, "You have a makeup exam, remember?"

Scott turned and looked at Stiles and I, the two of us just nodded. It was true, he did have a makeup exam to take.

Allison reached through the shelves and grabbed hold of Scott's hand, "Promise me."

"If he does anything, you run the other way." Scott warned.

She pursed her lips, "I can take care of myself."

"Allison, if you get hurt while I'm busy with some stupid test someone's gonna need to take care of me. If he does anything-"

She cut him off, "Like?"

"Anything... weird, bizarre. Anything."

Stiles shoved Scott away and stuck his head through the shelf, "Anything evil."

Allison shoved Stiles back through the case and he made some weird noise. Typical Stiles.

•

"How was your school day, Colli?"

I turned around with a smile on my face, the nickname gave it away who it was. Isaac always made me happy, seeing him at school was the greatest ever.

"It was good, it's great now that I can see you."

He chuckled, taking one of my hands in his. I was leaned up against my locker as he played with my fingers.

"I'm glad that I can make your day better. Anything interesting happen?" he asked, his eyes never leaving mine.

I shrugged, "You know, the normal stuff. Secretly meeting Allison in the library for her to give us the translated Kanima information."

"Sounds interesting. You get a copy of that info? Ya know, for Derek."  he raised his eyebrows.

I nodded, "Sure did. Those boys are easy to hide things from."

Isaac went to go respond, but we both got distracted. There was something happening in the school, but I couldn't quite pinpoint it.

"Do you hear that?" I whispered.

He nodded, "Let's go check it out."

Isaac and I ran off toward the noise, our hands still connected. It made me feel safer, Isaac Lahey made me feel safe in a world I never thought I could feel safe in.

•

"Actually, all of you. Detention, 3 o'clock." Mr Harris commanded.

Isaac and I had reached the hallway outside the boys locker room in just enough time to see the punishment. Allison, Stiles, Scott, Erica, Matt, and Jackson had all been given detention. I'm not sure for what though. That I'll have to figure out. As Mr. Harris walked away, I approached the group and Isaac followed me.

"What the hell is going on here?" I asked.

They all stood there in silence. In turn, I just glared at them.

"Someone, talk." I commanded.

Allison cleared her throat, "I-I came to talk to Jackson and then Scott came in. They got in a fight which led to a broken sink which led to the puddle out here. Then they through themselves through the door, Erica and Stiles broke it up. Matt just walked up and then Mr. Harris found us."

"See! That wasn't too hard." I breathed out, "But, I'm glad I'm not in detention this time. I have places to be."

"What the hell, Collins?!" I heard Stiles yell from behind me.

I turned around to face him, "What, Stiles?"

"First, you're wearing his sweatshirt. And now you're holding his hand?" he raged, "What's next, you two are having sex?"

"Not yet." Isaac smirked.

I glared at him, "Isaac!"

Everyone stared at the two of us, waiting for us to say more. I could literally feel Stiles glaring holes into the back of my head.

Isaac put his hands up in defense, "At least I didn't tell him you were doing it with Derek."

Isaac's eyes widened when he realized what he had said. I simply just dropped my head into my hands. There was no doubt over half of the people here were going to yell at me.

"Oh my god."