Mine | Sciam

Chapter 22

"So how are we going to do this?" Derek asked

Scott and his pack (plus Peter) were at a giant Warehouse. Scott had called everyone up for a big rescue mission against Kate. A rescue mission for Liam. Malia had ridden with him and they picked Lydia up along the way.

During the car ride, Lydia had spilled the beans, explaining the whole heart monitor situation to Malia and Scott. Scott and Malia were extremely shocked at first, more Scott than Malia

Malia claimed she saw it coming. She felt that someone with bad always had a reason, always. She knew there was a reason why Ian was doing what he was doing. They aren't sure how his mother died; he had told Stiles his mother was mauled by Talia's pack but what Lydia saw was completely different

Scott had become more suspicious because Ian purposefully lied, meaning he was trying to look like the good person in Stiles' eyes. He was trying to get Stiles' on his side, so Scott couldn't touch him—at least for now. He'd tell Stiles everything eventually, but right now they needed to focus on saving Liam

Scott took a deep breath as Malia groaned loudly.

"Are we just supposed to wait here for them?!" She exclaimed," Why are they taking so long?"

"Scott, you should call them." Chris informed. He held an rife in his hands. With dual pistols to go along with his arsenal. He also had Allison's big cross bow on his back. With a knife attached to each ankle and a pistol in his back pocket

Scott nodded, pulling out his phone just as Stiles' Jeep pulled up. Scott arched a brow in confusion as a police car pulled up as well, Parrish stepping out of the car.

"What is he doing here?" Scott whispered to Stiles once he got out of the Jeep and walked over to him," And what took you so long?"

"I had gone to talk to my dad at the station before coming here. I remebered Parrish is on the list, Scott. I figured maybe he's capable of stuff we don't know yet, so I brought him."

"He doesn't even know he's on the list, Stiles."

"Yes he does, I showed him." Stiles smirked stupidly

"Why would you do that?" Scott whisper yelled

"Because it motivated to help us, okay? Besides.. you never know what might happen in the heat of the battle. One of his powers might activate under the pressure. And uh Scott.. he's a trained fighter he's fine." Stiles reassured, patting Scott's back

Scott sighed, but nodded," Alright, let's go get Liam." Scott said loudly. Everyone nodded there head firmly. Peter rolling his eyes

They all made there way to the two double doors that were the entrance. Scott put his hand on it, nodding to everyone. He was about to pull when—

"Wait." Ian said suddenly.

Everyone looked at him quickly. Urging him to hurry up and say what he had to say.

Ian walked up to the door, placing his hand on it and closing his eyes. Scott can see that his eyes were moving from behind his eye lids (creepy). Ian's forehead scrunched up in confusion.  He could feel that someone was here. He could feel a presence. The presence felt alive though; it didn't have that horrible aura that a berserker did.

There was a more of a nervous aura inside. Like something was anxious 

"I don't think Liam's here." Ian spoke up finally

Malia gripped his arm," What?"

"I don't know... I don't think he's in here."

"Well then what's in there, huh?" Malia said roughly, tightening her grip on Ian's arm.