So Cold ▹ Scott McCall [1]

TRAITOR

Stiles' Dad was explaning where Jackson's body would go. Alexia only managed to hear pieces of it, her head still spinning around the fact that one of her best friend's was missing and a teenager their age had just died.

"If he answers his phone, if he answers his e-mails, if either of you see him, you-."

"We'll call you." Scott promised.

Isaac was the one holding into Alexia now, Scott two feet away. None of them seemed to be able to stand at the moment, the recent information crossing their heads.

The sheriff nodded at the teenagers, not really feeling any better. Not after Jackson dying on the Lacrosse field. He turned around eventually, and left the three friends behind.

Finstock called Scott and Isaac into the lockeroom, they would have to go there anyway, they had to grab Stiles' stuff to sniff it and hopefully find him.

Scott turned back, looking at Alexia, "Will you be fine?"

"Yeah." She managed to reply, not really aware of her own words, "I'll wait for you here."

Alexia stood there, looking around like a scared little kid. She couldn't understand how life picks who dies and who lives. Why in hell was she worthy of living and Jackson was not? What was she that he wasn't? Why did it had to be him?

While standing alone, Lexi reached for her phone and dialed Stiles' number. She waited, and waited, but no one answered, so she figured she should leave a voice mail.

"It's me Stiles, it's Lexi." Tears started blinding her view, "God, where are you? You have to come home, your Dad is worried sick, we all are. Please, Stiles-."

The beep sounded, ending the message and she was left alone again, and deep down she new Stiles wouldn't listen to that voice mail, not that night.

Alexia's phone rang, and for a moment her heart filled with hope, but when she looked down, she saw Allison's name lighting up on the phone, the small smile fading away again.

"Where are you, Lexi?"

"I'm..." Alexia looked over to the lockeroom, anxiously waiting for Scott and Isaac, "still at school."

"Are you ok?" Allison noticed somethin on her sister's voice, "You seem like you were crying."

"Well," She looked to the field, where she had held Jackson's body in her arms, and she lied to her sister one more time, "it's nothing. I'm fine."

"Fine, great. Look, grandpa and I are arriving there, we have something to deal with. Is that ok, Lexi?"

Alexia waited to answer, she waited for Scott. She told him she would wait, she wanted to wait, but if she said no to Allison, she would throw everything they had done away, and Erica and Boyd being kidnapped, Stiles disappearing, it would be for nothing, damn, Jackson's death would have been for nothing.

"Ok. I'll be waiting."

She couldn't wait for Scott, so she texted him instead, and made her way to the front of the buillding. It didn't take much time for Gerard to pull over next to her, and she quickly got him, figuring that if she thought it through one more time, she would ran back to Scott and Isaac.

"Where are we going?" Alexia dared to ask, from the back seat.

"Meeting our final business." Gerard told her.

It sent a shiver down her spine, and maybe that's what triggered what came next. Suddenly, Alexia wasn't on that car anymore, she was instead on an abandoned warehouse.