Dissipate - Stiles Stilinski

Chapter Ten

Stiles, Scott and I pull up outside the school and quickly got out of the Jeep, approaching the fence. "No. Just me. Someone needs to keep watch." I let out a relieved breath and start to head back to the Jeep. I realise that Stiles isn't following and once I get to the door of the Jeep I turn around to lean against it to wait for him.

"Claire's keeping watch. C'mon let me come." Stiles whines and tries to climb the fence, only to have Scott stop him.

"Help her keep watch."

"Why am I always the guy keeping watch?"

"Because I need to do this by myself."

"Okay, why is this starting to feel like your Batman and I'm Robin. I don't want to be Robin all the time."

"Nobody's Batman and Robin any of the time." Scott says confused at the reference.

"Not even some of the time?"

"Just stay here with Claire."

"Oh, my God! Fine." Stiles whines and drags himself back to the Jeep. I can't help but feel sorry for him. He's always the person who wants to help, and now with Scott being what he is, he can't help some of the time.

"Stiles. I think your a great Batman." I say sending him a smile, which causes him to smile back at me and we both hop in the Jeep.

I turn my head to the front and watch as Scott slowly walks towards the bus.

I'm in bed sleeping when a wolf howls in the background, making me toss and turn in pain. Another howl sounds and I sit up, eyes glowing yellow and fangs out.

I blink and I'm back in the Jeep, breathing heavily.

"What the hell." I whisper.

"What? What is it?" Stiles turns towards me.

I grip the seats tightly and I am unable to answer him as another image flashes into my mind.

The bus driver is pressed up against the doors of the bus, all bloody and screaming, trying to get out.

I'm back in the Jeep again, breathing heavily and hands sore from gripping the seat too tightly. What the hell is going on? I dreamt about Stiles being on the bus, not the bus driver.

"Claire, what's happening?" Stiles looks at me with panic in his eyes.

"I don't know." I breathe out.

A wolf at the back of the bus tears a seat from the ground and quickly flings it across the bus, towards me.

I scream holding my arms up to cover my face but no contact is made.

"Claire!"

The bus driver is now on the ground, screaming for his life, holding out is hand trying to reach for help. I reach down to grab the hand but was stopped when claws came into contact with my chest, soaking my shirt in blood. I look up to see a pair of red glowing eyes focusing on me...

"Derek." I whisper, finally out of what seemed to be flash backs.

I see a flashlight moving in front of me moving towards the bus and notice a security guard attached to it. "Stiles! Guard!" Stiles turns and see's what I see and quickly toots the horn to gain Scott's attention. I rush to the back seat as Scott races towards the Jeep. "Start the car Stiles!"

"GO!" Scott shouts as he hops in the Jeep.

We speed off down the road, away from school.

"Did it work? Did you remember?" Stiles asks practically bouncing in his seat.