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"THEY'LL FIND ME. My friends are going to find me." Lydia whispers as she tries to stay away from the fake Sabrina.
"You think so?" Sabrina speaks up causing Lydia to jump. "I myself, was kind of wondering what they're doing right now. What useless lead they're chasing. I wonder if maybe some of them have bigger problems to deal with right now. Are they really spending every minute looking for you? Or... Are they waiting for nightfall? Focused on some hopeless gesture to pass the time."
"What do you want?" Lydia turns to Sabrina.
"More." Sabrina states.
"More what?" Lydia questions, watching the carbon copy of her sister stand up.
"The Trickster stories are all about food, Lydia. The Coyote, the Raven, the Fox. They're all hungry. I'm the same. I just crave something a little different. I eat what you feel." Sabrina explains, walking closer to Lydia. "And I am insatiable."
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"This school has a very strict no bullying policy." Scott, Kira, Stiles, and Sabrina watch as Coach shocks Brunski before he can grab ahold of Meredith. Apparently the girl had escaped Eichen House and come to the school. Coach turns to the group of kids, glancing between them and Meredith. "Get her out of here."
They don't need to be told twice as they grab ahold of Meredith, running through the school until they reach Stiles jeep. "I'll call you." Kira tells Scott before she runs back into the school.
"Okay. Where's Lydia?" Sabrina questions, turning to the girl in the backseat.
A confused look comes over Meredith as she looks between the trio. "Who's Lydia?"
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"What are you doing here?" Scott questions as they stumble into his house. Standing over Isaac was Scott's father.
"I could ask you the same thing." Agent McCall states.
"Free period. We're doing group study." Stiles supplies.
"Who's she?" McCall exclaims, looking towards Meredith. The group is silent for a moment as they glance between one another, not knowing what to say.
"She's my girlfriend." Stiles finally says, placing his arm around Meredith.
"You're not my type." Meredith shakes her head.
Stiles sighs, looking towards McCall. "Well, obviously we have a lot to talk about. We should maybe take this upstairs."
"He's my type." Meredith states, looking towards Isaac.
"Okay. Isaac, you can come too." Stiles mumbles, running his hand down the side of his face.
Stiles, Sabrina, and Isaac lead Meredith upstairs while Scott talks to his father. "So you don't know who Lydia is?" Stiles questions once they sit Meredith down.
"Lydia?" Meredith tries to think. "You mean the red-haired girl."
"Yes! Yes!" Sabrina exclaims, a smile making its way onto her face. "Good."
"Now, all you got to do is tell us where she is." Stiles tells her.
"Okay. Okay." Meredith nods. "If she tells me."
"If she tells you?" Isaac repeats. "Can you ask her?"
"I already did." Meredith smiles.
"Perfect. Perfect. What did she say?" Stiles questions.
"She said she doesn't want to be found." Meredith states.
"That's good too." Stiles nods, irritated with the lack of information they are receiving. "Okay."
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"Isaac, we're not going to torture her." Sabrina snaps as the three converse in Scott's bathroom.
"I meant scare her." Isaac whispers.
"We're not going to psychologically torture her either." Stiles chimes in.
"Fine. How about this? You said she hears things, right? Doesn't that mean she's like Lydia? A Banshee?" Isaac questions.
"That could work." Stiles mumbles as they walk back over to Meredith. "Okay, just try to focus on the sounds around you."
"On what you're hearing." Isaac adds.
"Just focus on the silence." Stiles tells her.
"Listen to the silence." Isaac repeats Stiles, defeating the whole silence thing.
"Okay, will you just let me handle this, Isaac. Please? I just... I have more experience with Banshees." Stiles finally snaps.
"Isn't anyone going to get that?" Meredith interrupts them.
"Get what?" Sabrina questions.
"The phone." Meredith states.
"What phone?" Stiles questions.
"The phone." Isaac whispers, realizing that this must be a banshee thing.
"Oh, the phone." Stiles plays along, grabbing his phone out of his pocket. "My phone? Yes." He places his phone to his ear, keeping the charade going. "Hello. Yes, she's actually sitting right here. It's for you."
Meredith takes the phone from Stiles. They expect her to say something or have a conversation with someone, or herself but after a minute of silence she just hands the phone back to Stiles. "They say Coup de foudre."
"Coup de what? What is that Spanish?" Stiles questions.
"French." Sabrina states. "It's French. I know where Lydia is."
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"Are you okay?" Stiles questions, glancing over at Scott from the drivers seat.
"Yeah. Yeah. You don't have to worry about me." Scott tells them.
"All right, I'll say it." Isaac speaks up, looking towards Sabrina. "You look like you're dying. You're pale, thin and you look like you're getting worse. And we're all sitting here thinking it. When we find the other you, is he or she- I don't really know, are they gonna look like their getting better? What happens if they gets hurt?"
"You mean if The Nogitsune dies, do I die?" Sabrina questions, shrugging her shoulders. "I don't care. Just so long as no else dies because of me. I remember everything I did, guys. I remember pushing that sword into you, Scott. I remember twisting it."
"It wasn't you." Scott tells her.
"Yeah, but I remember it. You guys gotta promise me. You can't let anyone else get hurt because of me." Sabrina states.
It's not much longer until they reach Oak Creek, all of them jumping out of Stiles' jeep to meet the rest of them. "We've done this before, guys. A couple of weeks ago we were standing around just like this and we saved Malia, remember?" Scott begins his prep talk. "That was a total stranger. This is Lydia."
"I'm here to save my sister." Sabrina speaks up. That's the only thing she cared about, getting Lydia out safe and sound.
"And that's what we're gonna do." Scott states as they walk through the gates.
