Beacon Hills Never Sleeps

Chapter 6

Stiles~

When he opened his eyes, he was in a dim room, lying on some sort of cot. The room was musty, and there was a window on the far side of the room.

Stiles sat up, surprised to see that his arm was wrapped, and the pain seemed to be significantly duller than earlier. He swung his legs over the side of the bed, bare feet hitting the cool hardwood. He padded over to the window, trying to see if he could figure out where he was. He rubbed his head, trying to remember what happened.

He was by the woods, there was that white wolf, then that person came out of the… oh no.

“Well, sleeping beauty is finally awake.” The voice mocked from behind him.

Stiles spun around frantically, only to see worst case scenario leaning against the door frame.

Peter Hale.

Allison~

Derek hadn’t stopped pacing since he got back. He had been gone for five hours, and came back filthy about an hour ago. His eyes were wild and filled with desperation. She had never seen him look this bad.

She looked at Scott from across the room. He had convinced Derek not to go back out again, that they needed a plan before running around on some wild goose chase, but nothing Scott had done was able to calm him down.

It was heartbreaking to see Derek like this. Allison knew that if it was Scott out there, she would not be able to just sit here and make a plan. She would need to be out looking; need to feel like she was doing something! She wasn’t Derek’s number one fan, but she couldn’t bare to see him like this.

She stood up and strode across the room, grabbing Scott by his arm and pulling him into the kitchen.

“We can’t just keep sitting here doing nothing. It’s killing him.”

“I know” Scott replied solemnly, “It’s killing all of us. But what are we going to do? Run around out there chasing our tails? We know nothing about what got Stiles. Was it the Ōkami? Was it something else? We don’t know anything Allison! We need to think here!”

“You said Derek traced Stiles to a spot by the woods right? You said that he found his blood?”

Derek appeared in the doorway now, “Yes. I found some of his blood there, but it wasn’t a lot. He’s injured but I don’t think it’s serious. There was a fight though. A short one, but it was between the Ōkami and someone else. The other scent wasn’t strong enough for me to figure out what it was.” His eyes filled with sadness, like he had failed somehow.

Allison looked away quickly. “Derek, why don’t you take Scott and Isaac to where you traced Stiles to last. Maybe with all three of you there, you can figure out where Stiles went.”

Scott took a deep breath. “It’s not much, but it’s all we have right now. Let’s go.”

Stiles~

Stiles looked around for a way to escape. The door was the only exit except for the window, and as good as jumping from the second floor sounded, he was going to have to pass.

“What do you want Peter?” Stiles asked, cautiously “Why am I here?”

“Well, you could start by saying thank you. I did just save your ass back there.”

“Thank you.” Stiles tightly replied. He didn’t want to be thanking him, because he had a feeling there was an ulterior motive behind Peter rescuing him, but he needed answers, especially now that he couldn’t trust his friends to tell him.

His friends. Were they looking for him? Did they know he was here?

Peter eyed him, his eyes lighting up with something Stiles didn’t recognize.

“Come.” He said, turning around and heading down the stairs.

Something else wasn’t right either…

“Peter, why are we here instead of your apartment? And for that matter, where is here?”

Peter paused for a moment. “Security reasons” He plopped gracefully on the couch, failing to answer Stiles’ second question.

Stiles stood behind an armchair directly across from the couch. He didn’t know what was going on, but he knew that something wasn’t right. He needed to get out of here, fast; answers or no answers.

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