The Youngest (Teen Wolf)

Chapter 21

3rd P.O.V

As Stiles was trying to get himself and Kylie to the school as quick as possible, Kylie sudden ly felt a sharp pain in her neck and her eyes widened before they closed. Then, she started seeing things.

She saw a house. The Hale house, but it wasn't a reck like it was now. Then, there were two men with gasoline, they were pouring it on the house. She then saw Peter as an Alpha taking both of them out in revenge. Then, the bus driver Garrison Meyers. Peter went after him for the part he played that night. She saw Peter in the hospital, slowly snapping out of the pain from his wounds that he's had for years. She could see the Hale house burning. Hear the screams of the ones stuck inside. She then saw Peter rising by the power of the full moon to the shocked eyes of Jennifer from the hospital. Then Laura Hale approaching him and he snapped and attacked her. Finally, she saw Scott and Stiles around the hole they had dug the day they had found Laura's body as she was a bit further away.

Kylie slightly gasped as her eyes opened. Stiles turned to her.

"You okay? That wasn't really pretty back there." He asked her.

He hadn't seen her change in attitude seconds ago, so he was talking about what happened at the hospital. Kylie nodded.

"Do you think Derek's okay?" She timidly asked, fiddling with her hands.

Stiles took a moment before he answered.

"Yeah, he'll be fine." Stiles waved off.

"Dude, we have a huge problem." Stiles said, gasping for air as he entered the locker room with Kylie on his back.

"Trust me -- I know." Scott answered, not looking at his best friend.

Scott, Stiles and Kylie were in Stiles' jeep. The boys were trying to get to the school as quickly as they could and couldn't leave Kylie alone. So, as they always do, they brought her with them.

"So what, the Argents are going after Jackson?" Stiles asked, still not quite getting it.

"Yes, now shut up and drive." Scott said.

In response, Kylie kicked his seat.

"Language." She said, but was ignored.

Stiles' sped into the school's parking lot and they saw that Chris Argent was already there. Stiles stopped the jeep next to them and Scott scrolled down the window.

"What's up?" Stiles asked with a big grin.

"Is everything okay?" Scott asked with mild curiosity.

"Hey, Scott. Your friend, here, was having car trouble. We're just taking a look." Mr. Argent said, then his gaze went to the back of the car and he waved slightly. "Hey, princess."

Kylie grinned and waved at him.

"There's a shop right down the street. I'm sure they have a tow truck." Scott said while Stiles nodded and pointed in the direction of the shop.

"Yeah. You want a ride?" Stiles offered. Then Scott opened the door. "Hey, come on, Jackson. You're way too pretty to be out here all by yourself." He continued jokingly.

Jackson started walking towards the jeep, but stopped as Chris Argent called them over.

"Hey, boys." He said, starting the car. "Told you I knew a few things about cars."

Then, the four underaged watched as he drove away. Once he was away, Kylie unclipped her car seat and slided out, watching the argument between her brother and Jackson.

"What, are you following me, now?" Jackson asked angrily.

"Yes, you stupid freaking idiot." Scott started, slamming the jeep's door shut. "You almost gave away everything, right there."

"What are you talking about?"

"He thinks you're the second beta."

"What?" Jackson asked, not following.

"He thinks you're Scotty." Kylie piped up.

Meanwhile, Scott yelled out in anger and slammed his fist on the jeep.

"Dude, my jeep." Stiles said in a small voice of despair.

"I can hear your heart beating from a mile away - literally! Now he thinks that there's something wrong, and now I have to keep an eye on you so he doesn't kill you too!" Scott snapped.

He took a deep breath to calm his anger, but it didn,t work, so he turned around and raised his fist to punch the jeep, but Stiles grabbed him before he could.

"Okay, how about we step away from Stiles' Jeep."

"This is your problem, not mine, okay? I didn't say anything, which means you're the one that's gonna get me killed. Okay, this is your fault." Jackson said, pushing Scott on the jeep.

"Can we stop hitting my jeep? Yo, all right, yo, guys, stop. All right?" Stiles said, placing himself in front of the two.

Kylie couldn't help, but to find all of this funny.

"When they come after you, I won't be able to protect you. I can't protect anyone." Scott said, shooting a glance at Stiles, who now had Kylie in his arms.

"Why are you looking at me?" Stiles asked readjusting the three year old on his hip.

"You know, now you have to do it. Get me what I want, and I will be fine protecting myself." Jackson said in a hard voice.

"No, you won't!" Scott shouted. "Just trust me. All it does is make things worse."

"Oh, yeah, really? You can hear anything you want and run faster than humanly possible. Sounds like a real hardship, McCall."

"Yeah, I can run really fast now - Except half the time, I'm running away from people trying to kill me! And I can hear things like - like my girlfriend telling people that she doesn't trust me anymore right before breaking up with me. Not to mention the fact that the minute I started to change, my sister does too, but the difference is that she can,t control it. I'm not lying to you! It - ruins your life." Scott said, there was sadness in his voice.

"It ruined your life." Jackson said. "You had all the power in the world, and you didn't know what to do with it. You know what it's actually like? It's like you turned 16 and someone bought you a Porsche when they should have started you out with a nice little Honda. Me? I drive a Porsche."

Stiles got closer to Scott and Kylie locked her arms around her brother's neck as Jackson drove away.