Just Breathe

Chapter 42

"Oh god" Stiles muttered to himself. The pack looked at him, their minds instantly filling with dread. They sat around the living room, planning. They knew what they had to do to get Emma back, well most of it. Now they had to figure out how to trick a trickster, something that was not very easy.

"What?" Derek asked, his nose smelling fear and anxiety off of Stiles. Stiles looked at him, his eyes glossy and wide.

"Its Emma" he whispered, hands beginning to tremble. "She and Malia, they found something" Stiles whispered. 

"I don't get it" Isaac said. "Why is that bad? Isn't that a good thing?" Isaac asked, terribly confused. Derek turned back to Stiles, waiting for his response. 

"Right after, something happened. Emma and Malia were attacked, by someone being controlled by the nogitsune. He forced himself back into Emma's head. She said she asked Malia to bring us what they found, but she was gone" Stiles trailed off, his eyes floating to a spot on the wall. "She's gone and I didn't get to say good bye" he whispered, his lip trembling. 

"Are you sure Stiles? How do you know this?" Scott asked, making sure his friend had all his facts right. Stiles's eyes darted to Scott's. He sucked in a shaky breathe. 

"She told me, in my head. I know it was her this time. She was...crying. She couldn't-" Stiles cut himself off by putting his face in his hands, crying.  Isaac scooted closer to him on the couch, rubbing his back. Derek ran his hand through his hair. The pack turned towards the door as a loud knocking sound echoed through the room.

"I'll get it" Derek announced, anxious to escape the room the reeked of fear and despair. He opened the door, gasping at who stood in front of them. Malia. "Hi" Derek greeted, his voice obviously shocked.

"Hi" Malia mimicked. "Look I'm not sure what's going on, or what your pack got itself into but I'm friends with Emma and something is obviously going on with her. Before she left we found this" Malia said, handing Derek a little poloroid picture. Derek looked at it, glancing back up at her. "I'm not sure what it means but I know she really wanted you to have it" Malia spoke quickly and honestly.

"Do you want to come in?" Derek said, not taking his eyes off the photo that had someone that looked familiar but he just couldn't place his finger on.

"No. I'm not here for chit chat. I came to do one thing for Emma. I need to work some things out with my dad before I can go back to school and make friends. I'll see you around" Malia answered, walking down the steps that lead to the Hale house. Malia paused, looking back at him. "Good luck fixing Emma. Let me know when you do" she muttered, disappearing into the woods. Derek just nodded, shutting the door. He walked back into the living room, the pack waiting for him with eager eyes.

"Well?" Allison asked, squirming in her seat. "What'd she find?" Allison questioned. Derek shrugged, handing her the picture. Allison snatched it out of his hands, looking at it. She searched it trying to find a clue. The pack waited as she analyzed it. "Kira" Allison said. "This looks just like Kira" she spoke. Kira looked confused, moving over to where Allison was sitting so she could see the picture.

"Oh my god!" Kira said, taking it out of her hands. "Thats not me. Thats my mom!" she exclaimed, shocked. 

"Kira, that would mean she's like 70 years old!" Scott exclaimed. 

"More like 900" Mrs. Yukimura spoke, startling the pack. They all whipped around, shocked that she was even in the pack. 

"Mom what are you even doing here?" Kira asked confused. Mrs. Yukimura sighed, dumping out the contents of a broken sword on the coffee table.