Problems TVD/TW [1] **Completed**

Night School

Beacon Hills High School:

Scott: Dahlia, come on. *drags her towards the school*
Dahlia: No! *cries into Scott's shoulder* He's dead. They're both dead.
Scott: Stiles, lock the door!
Alaric: Dahlia, sweetie, they're not dead.
Stefan: Yeah, I mean, I don't know about Derek but Damon is a survivor. We'll get out of here when the alpha leaves, and Damon will be waiting at home for you.
Dahlia: Promise?
Stefan: I promise.
Stiles: Scott, do I look like I have a key?
Scott: Grab something!
Stiles: What?
Dahlia: Anything!
*Stiles looks out the door and sees something to lock the door with*
Scott: ... No.
Stiles: Yes! Look, Dahlia's freaking out, okay? We need to get her to a classroom and calm her down.
*Dahlia sees what Stiles was looking at and runs to get it. The alpha spots her*
Scott: Run! Dahlia!
Stefan: Dolly, come on!
Alaric: Where is it? Where did it go?
Stiles: I don't know. Where did you get that gun?
Alaric: I always carry one. Come on, this classroom's empty.

*they all run into the classroom and put a chair in front of the door*
Scott: That won't hold, will it?
Stiles: Probably not.
Dahlia: Definitely not.
Stefan: The desk!
*Stefan and Scott move the desk*
Stiles: Stop, stop. The door's not gonna keep it out.
Scott: I know.
Alaric: It's your boss.
Scott: What?
Stiles: Deaton? The alpha? Your boss.
Scott: No.
Dahlia: Come on, Scott. He randomly escapes from the car without being caught by Damon, Stefan, Ric or Derek and then the alpha suddenly appears? It all kinda adds up.
Scott: That can't be...
Stefan: She's right, Scott, I never heard him wake up.
Scott: It's not him.
Stiles: He killed Derek.
Scott: No. Derek's not dead, he can't be dead.
Stiles: Blood spurted out of his mouth, okay? That doesn't exactly qualify as a minor injury. He's dead and we're all next.
Alaric: Okay then... Since you're so smart, what do we do now?
Stiles: We get to my jeep and Stefan's car. We get out of here. You seriously think about quitting your job. Good?
Dahlia: *slowly* Can we get out through the windows?
Stiles: No, they don't open. The school's climate-controlled.
Stefan: Then break it.
Stiles: Which will make a lot of noise.
Scott: Then, uh... Then we run really fast. Really fast.
Alaric: Try and remember that me and Stiles are only human.
Dahlia: ... Stiles, what's wrong with the hood of your Jeep?
Stiles: What do you mean? Nothings wrong...
Scott: It's bent.
Stiles: What, like, dented?
Scott: No, I mean bent.
Stiles: What the hell... That's my battery.
*the alpha throws the car battery at the window. Stiles tries to stand up*
Stefan: Don't.
Stiles: We have to move.
Scott: He could be right outside!
Dahlia: He is right outside!
Scott: Just let me take a look.
Alaric: Anything?
Scott: Nothing.
Stiles: Move now?
Stefan: Move now!
*everyone runs but Dahlia shrieks in pain as she tries to stand up*
Scott: Dahlia, come on! *drags her behind him* This way...
Stiles: No, no, no, no...
Dahlia: What?
Stiles: Somewhere without windows.
Stefan: Every single room in this building has windows.
Alaric: Well, somewhere with less windows.
Scott: The locker room...
Stiles: Yeah.
*they all run to the locker room*

Scott: Call your dad.
Stiles: And tell him what?
Scott: I don't know! Anything! Gas leak. A fire. Whatever! If that thing sees the parking lot filled with cop cars, it'll take off.
Dahlia: What if it doesn't? We don't know why it's here, it might not leave until we are all dead. What if it goes completely Terminator and kills every cop in sight, including the Sheriff?
Stefan: We can't think that way.
Stiles: Dolly, has a point. I don't want my dad to die.
Scott: They have guns!
Alaric: Yeah, and Derek had to be shot with a wolfsbane-laced bullet to even slow him down. And let's try to remember that if Dahlia was linked to him then, she could still be. She could die if we don't get her out of here quick.
Dahlia: I don't wanna die!
Stefan: Shh. It's okay. *hugs her*
Scott: Then we-we have to-we have to find a way out and just run for it.
Dahlia: Scott, if Ric's right and I am dying, I don't want you guys to wait for me. Just run and don't look back.
Scott: I'm not leaving you behind. I'm not leaving anyone behind... I think I heard something...
Stiles: Like what?
Scott: Quiet!
Stefan: Hide!
*they each hide in a locker, Dahlia and Stefan crush together in one*
Dahlia: Stefan...
Stefan: I know it hurts, but you gotta keep your eyes open, okay?
Dahlia: I can't.
Stefan: You can. I'm gonna get you out of here, and you're gonna be fine.
*screams! They leave the locker*