Stay with Me (Stalia)

Chapter 3

“Scott still hasn’t found them.” Stiles relayed the most recent text to the group. His fingers played anxiously with his phone as he looked out the window at the steadily sinking sun.

He couldn’t let negative thoughts intervene. He had a job to do. He may not be out there with his friends, but he had a chance at helping Scott if they could find out the omega’s story. Unfortunately, they had yet to find anything about their mysterious visitors. Turning resolutely from the window he went to his computer and expanded the location on his google search.

“Found something” Lydia’s voice cut through the sound of his furious typing some time later. “Several counties over there are scattered reports of teenagers and a few other going missing.”

“Sounds like a pack to me.” Stiles moved over to look over her shoulder.

“Two weeks ago they found 3 bodies cut in half.” Lydia and Stiles exchanged a knowing look.

“Cut in half? What does that mean?” Mason said looking confused.

“Lydia…can you check to see if there were any incidents from their path from that town to Beacon Hills?” Stiles asked slowly, an idea forming in his head that he desperately hoped wasn’t true. He could see that Lydia was coming to the same conclusion as she began to type furiously.

“Do you guys know what did this? What cuts werewolves in half?” Parrish said looking from Stiles to Lydia.

“Not what, who. Hunters sometimes kill werewolves by cutting them in half.”

“Here!” They all gathered back around Lydia. “About a week ago a John Doe was found a county over. He was cut in half and that town would’ve been on their path.” Stiles put his hands to his head and took a step back, breathing heavily.

“Stiles?” Mason asked. Mason and Parrish looked at them with a mixture of confusion and concern on their faces. Lydia was just staring at him with a look of horror.

 “Their pack was hunted down, but the hunters only managed to kill a few of them before the rest escaped. 5 to be exact. But the hunters followed them and caught up to them at that town and killed another. And now…”

“And now they are probably still tracking them, which means they may have found their way to Beacon Hills.” Lydia finished off for him.

"Will they kill Scott and the others if they find them?” Parrish asked

 “Maybe, hunters are supposed to have a code. But if they meet a werewolf out in the woods on a full moon they would probably shoot first and ask questions later.” Stiles looked up to see the three of them looking to him for guidance. He looked down at his phone. “Scott hasn’t texted in 25 minutes,” Stiles said with a growing feeling of dread in the pit of his stomach.”

 “Maybe his just forgot,” Mason said, trying to be optimistic.

“Yeah maybe” Stiles sent Scott a quick text just in case, and then he rushed over to his computer.

“What are you doing?” Parrish asked as the 3 followed Stiles.

“Tracking Scott’s phone.” Stiles' fingers trembled slightly as he typed. He felt Lydia’s hand on his shoulder, steadying him. “Here, they are only a little ways away from where he last texted me.” Stiles stood up and grabbed his phone.

“Where are you going?” Jordan Parrish said, positioning himself between Stiles and the door.

“I’m going to help my friends, we can’t just sit here as they get attacked by both hunters and omegas. There’s no time to argue Parrish. They could be dying!”

“Okay Stiles, okay” Parrish reached down for his own coat. “We’ll find them together.” Stiles sent a text to Derek explaining the situation and asking him to come and help if he was anywhere near. It was a long shot, but Derek was known for showing up at the right place at the right time.

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“I don’t get it. They should be here.” Stiles looked at his phone to double check. Then he called Scott. They heard a sound and Lydia rushed over to it. She came back with Scott’s phone in her hand. “Oh that’s not good,” Stiles said as he hung up the phone. He was trying to figure out what to do next when they heard a low growling coming from behind them. “Oh that’s really not good.” Stiles gripped his bat tighter as the four of them closed ranks. Parrish took out his gun and aimed it at the sound.

“You really need to get something better than a bat,” Lydia whispered unhelpfully into his ear.

“I usually just rely on my intellect.” Stiles retorted. But then a thought occurred to him. “Parrish lower your gun.” He reached out and pushed Parrish’s arm down when the man failed to listen. Stiles handed his bat to Mason and stepped forward. 

"Stiles what are you doing?" Mason asked

"Relying on my intellect. Maybe we can reason with them."

"They are omegas on a full moon, it's too risky," Lydia whispered stepping forward and grabbing his arm.

"We can't win a fight against them, we have to try." Stiles looked down at her and she nodded, releasing his arm and stepping back.

"Okay, just be careful." Stiles took another step forward, his hands outstretched in a gesture of peace.

“Okay look, we are part of the pack that you are looking for. We know about what happened to your pack, we know about the hunters.” Stiles said slowly, hoping they understood what he was saying. The three omegas stepped forward, their eyes glowing yellow. Stiles tried to slow his heart as he noticed they had them surrounded. “My buddy Scott’s an alpha and he and the rest of his pack have been out here all night looking for you guys.” Stiles took a step closer to the one nearest him. It was hard to tell how old he was when he was wolfed out, but he looked young.

"Stiles” Lydia breathed from behind him, but he ignored her, taking another step.

“I know you need protection and you are looking for a pack to join. If you want we can take you to Scott, but you need to calm down.” Stiles didn’t have any time to react when the wolf in front of him pounced. Stiles felt intense pain as his claws slashed Stiles’ chest. He heard Parrish begin firing as the wolf picked him up and threw him against a tree. Stiles heard Lydia begin to scream before he blacked out.