After Stiles disappeared, everything was a blur to Ashlyn. Scott and Isaac whisked her to the locker room, thankfully there were no more guys in there and they had all gone home. Isaac and Scott were going to try and find Stiles by his scent from the stuff in his locker. Sheriff Stilinski just got off of his phone as he walked into the locker room.
"I got to meet with the medical examiner and try to figure out what happened with Jackson. I've got an APB out on Stiles. His jeep is still in the parking lot, so that means - the hell, I don't know what that means. Um - look, if he answers his phone, if he answers his emails, if either one of you guys see him -" Stilinski was doing some nervous rambling.
"We'll call you." Ashlyn patted him on the arm.
"Look, he's probably just freaked out from all the attention or something. We'll find him." Scott assured Sheriff.
"Yeah. I'll see you, okay?" Stilinski then walked out of the locker room.
Coach came from out of nowhere and walks up to Scott, Ashlyn, and Isaac. "Wilson. Actually, I don't want to know why you're in the boys locker room." Coach shook his head then turned to Scott. "McCall. We need you on the team, okay? You know I can't put you on the field next season if you don't get your grades up."
"Yeah, I know coach." Scott nodded his head.
"Alright. I mean, I - I know I yell a lot, but it's not like I hate you guys. Well, I kind of hate Greenberg, but, you know, that's different. It's Greenberg. I'm just saying we - I need you on the team. Get your grades back up." Coach pleaded with him.
"I will." Scott vowed.
"I know." Coach gave Scott a small smile and then walked out of the locker room.
"Is that everyone?" Scott asked Isaac who was walking around the locker room.
"I think so. You're gonna find him by scent?" Isaac asked.
"Yeah, we both are." Scott handed Isaac a shoe and then picked up a shirt for himself.
"But how come you get his shirt and I get a shoe?" Isaac whines.
Ashlyn chuckles a little to herself but then she turns around and sees none other than Derek Hale standing there.
"We need to talk." Derek said.
Scott and Isaac turned around to look at him. All of a sudden from behind the lockers, Peter Hale comes into view.
"All of us." Peter agrees.
"Holy shit." Ashlyn bursts out and started shaking a little bit.
"What the hell is this?" Scott snapped.
"You know, I thought the same thing when I saw you talking to Gerard at the Sheriff's station." Derek snapped back, Ashlyn looked wide eyed at Scott.
"Okay, hold on. He - he threatened to kill my mom. And I had to get close to him. What was I supposed to do?"
"I'm gonna go with Scott on this one. Have you seen his mom? She's gorgeous." Peter spoke up.
"Shut up." Derek and Scott said at the same time.
"Who is he?" Isaac asks.
"That's Peter, Derek's uncle. A while back, he tried to kill us all, and then we set him on fire, and Derek slashed his throat." Ashlyn explained.
"Hi." Peter waved.
"That's good to know." Isaac said quietly.
"How is he alive?" Scott pointed at Peter.
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More Bad Than Good
FanfictionAshlyn Wilson is a normal teenager that moved to Beacon Hills last year. She knows what is really out there. But as the school year goes on, more problems come up, relationships are strained, and danger is at an all time high. What happened to this...