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Dreamcatchers (5.03)

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“I should have got a haircut.” Noah said as he examined his appearance in a small mirror.

“You know someone your age should just be happy to have hair to cut.” Stiles told him.

“I think you look great.” Scott told Noah.

“Well thank you son I should have had.” Noah told Scott causing him to smile at Stiles who looked slightly offended. I laughed at his fishlike expression.

“What the hell am I doing? This is a terrible idea.” Noah said trying to pull the tie from off his neck.

“What no.” I told him trying to swat his hands away.

“It’s one date. The town of Beacon hills won’t implode while you’re out with one woman.” Stiles told him.

“Or man.” Stiles added on. I smacked the back of Stiles head.

“It’s a woman Stiles.” Noah assured him.

“Okay.” Stiles told him.

“A very beautiful woman by the way.” Noah added.

“What beautiful woman by the way?” Stiles asked.

“None of your business. Any of you.” Noah said looking to where Scott and I were listening in.

“I wanna know.” Stiles told him with determination.

“Stilinski! Stilinski!” We heard screaming coming from outside Noah's office. We all walked into the bullpen. There was a punk in chains yelling at Noah.

“I’m going to kill you!” He yelled I stepped up between Noah and this asshole protectively.

“Donavan if you think that shocks me, remember it was well documented in your anger expression inventory. Deputies escort the prisoner out.” Noah instructed.

“I’m not angry like I’m going to throw a brick through your window. I’m angry like I’m going to find you, I’m going to get a knife and I’m going to stab you with it until you’re dead. And when you look at me and you ask me why, remember right now. Because this is why.” Donovan told Noah.

“Wow. That was awesome. That was awesome. That was great. Can you do another one maybe give us one more, maybe like Christopher Walken this time?” Stiles asked causing me to chuckle. Donovan stayed silent.

“No? Alright it’s fine. You’ll have plenty of time to work on it when you’re in a tiny little cell, you know. Just stuck there forever.” Stiles mocked him. Donovan smiled and shook his head at Stiles before breaking away from the deputies and charging him.

I was across the room in a heartbeat. My nose almost touching his as I stared him down grabbing hish shoulders and holding him back. His lawyer tried to pull me away but I pushed him off me with ease.

“You talk a big game for a little weakass punk.” I told him studying his face.

“Jamie.” Noah warned.

“No, he threatened my family so I want him to know what that means.” I told Noah. I turned back to the kid who at least had the decency to look wary of me.

“If you ever come within spitting distance of him or anyone else in this station I will rip your throat out myself. And when you ask me why, I want you to think back to right now when you threatened a good man for doing his goddamned job.” I told him. He scoffed at me. I brought my hand to his throat and lifted him subtly off the ground. His eyes widened in fear as I let my claws extend enough to push against the skin of his throat. I let him see my glowing eyes before I shoved him to the floor. I backed away as the deputies picked him up. Scott was at my side pulling me back to Stiles and Noah.

“What was that?” He asked.

“He threatened my family.” I told Scott.

“That’s not how we do things.” Scott told me.

“It might not be how you do things, but I’m not a true alpha and if anyone comes at my family I’ll gut them no hesitations.” I told Scott. Stiles clapped me on the back.

“I appreciate it Jamie but you didn’t have to do that.” Noah told me.

“Yeah well Donovan didn’t have to be a dick.” I said with a shrug. We all turned to watch as he was taken outside to the transport van.

Scott, Stiles and I were packed in the jeep. Scott and I were watching Stiles try and fail to get the jeep started.

“It’s anxiety.” Stiles told us as he noticed we were watching him with concern.

“What is?” Scott asked.

“The chemosignals. I’m well aware of how you all monitor my emotional state.” Stiles told us as he went back to trying to get the jeep to start. I looked up at Scott, the two of us sharing a look of concern for our friend. When it didn’t start again Stiles slammed his hand against the steering wheel.

“You okay?” I asked him already knowing the answer but wanting to hear him admit it.

“Alright. I got this from Braeden a few hours ago.” Stiles said handing over his phone. I took it and held it up so Scott and I could look at it. There were gruesome pictures of mangled bodies on the screen.

“That’s the first real bit of information that we’ve gotten on the desert wolf in months.” Stiles told us.

“The desert wolf did this?” Scott asked in shock.

“Yeah, and I’m the one that’s been pulling on this thread.” Stiles told us.

“Maybe you should stop.” I told him.

“It’s not up to me.” Stiles said turning the key one more time, the jeep finally turning over.

We got a call from the girls not long after we started the car. They had found the prisoner transport van in an alley.

WHen we arrived the cops were already there. So was Noah, apparently he had canceled his date.

“Scott, Jamie. You saw this kid Donovan. He wasn’t like you right?” Noah asked.

“I don’t think so.” Scott told him.

“I got pretty close and I didn’t pick up any werewolf scent.” I told him.

“He could know how to hide his scent.” Stiles said.

“Human or otherwise this kid might have just murdered his lawyer and mortally wounded two officers. We have an APB out on him but you think you two can find him faster.” Noah asked.

“I’m staying with you.” I told Noah.

“Jamie there’s no need…” Noah tried to tell me but I cut him off.

“Like hell. You were the one he wanted dead. He made that very clear. So I’m not leaving you alone until he’s found.” I told Noah.

“It’s okay. I can handle it.” Scott told Noah, who relented and gave Scott a walkie talkie letting him go off alone.

“Dad what if it wasn’t Donovan?” Stiles asked.

“I’m guessing you’ve already got a theory.” Noah told him.

“Yup.” Stiles confirmed before going into detail about how Theo did this.

“I don’t think you’re right Stiles. I don’t smell him near the wreck at all.” I told him. Then there was static over the walkie talkie.

“Scott is that you?” Jordan asked.

“Yeah, I found Donovan he’s completely freaked out. He keeps saying some name.” Scott reported.

“What name?” Noah asked.

“Tracy.” Scott reported completely destroying Stiles Theo theory.

“Tracy who?” Noah asked.

“Stewart.” Lydia answered.

The next day at school we gathered as a pack by the busses so Lydia could explain to all of us about this Tracy Stewart girl.

“Tracy wasn’t just having trouble sleeping. It was a real disorder. She had night terrors.” Lydia explained.

“Yeah, well now she’s the night terror especially seeing how no one can find her.” Stiles pointed out.

“Okay, I know we’re all tired and miserable…” Scott started to give us a pep talk but then his attention was drawn to Mason who had this childlike grin spread across his face. I couldn’t help but giggle at his enthusiasm.

“Except for you.” Scott said addressing Mason.

“Oh, I’m sorry. This is all just mind blowing. You’re a kitsune. I don’t even know what that is.” Mason told Kira with glee.

“I’m still learning.” Kira told him bashfully.

“Liam we said you could tell him, not invite him to the inner circle.” Stiles scolded.

“I’m in the inner circle?” Mason asked in awe.

“No.” Liam and Stiles cut him off.

“Oh come off him. Stiles you’re not supernatural and we still keep you around. Mason is the Stiles to Liam’s Scott.” I told them wrapping an arm around Mason to show I was letting him stay. Mason smiled at me.

“Liam told me you can turn into a wolf.” He said. I nodded at him.

“Wow.” He was over the moon about all this stuff.

“Alright, back to Tracy. She’s just one lone wolf. We can find her.” Scott assured everybody.

“One lone serial killing wolf.” Malia pointed out.

“She only killed one person. The other two were mauled.” Stiles corrected.

“True. It has to be three to be a serial killer.” I agreed with Stiles.

“What do we do when we catch her?” Stiles asked.

“I say we put her down.” Malia suggested.

“In this situation I’m down for that.” I agreed with Malia.

“Intense.” Mason said looking at everyone’s serious expressions. Even after all this talk of violence and death he still wore the expression of a kid in a candy store.

“Guys let's concentrate on catching her first. We’ll figure out the rest later.” Scott decided. It was a good a plan as any.

I was in the library doing research for my spanish project. My teacher had let a group of us go to work in there and I was partially using the time to nap after the crazy night I had. I was nearly asleep when Liam ran up to me in a frenzy.

“It’s Tracy. She’s in Mr. Yukimura’s classroom.” He reported slightly out of breath.

“We need to get Scott.” I told him standing up and shoving my books into my bag before taking off for the biology classroom with Liam hot on my heels.

Liam tried desperately to get Scott’s attention while I threw my bag into my locker down the hall. If I was going to be taking on a crazy wolf girl then I couldn’t have my spanish textbook weighing me down.

“She’s here. She’s in history class right now. Tracy’s here.” Liam was reporting from behind the classroom door. Scott excused himself from class and the three of us ran down the hall.

We made it to the history hallway. I told Liam to pull the fire alarm. We waited as the class began to file out. As the last of the students filed out Scott and Liam pushed their way through. I followed them standing beside Mr. Yukimura as we watched a sophomore girl try talking to Tracy. She was breathing heavy at her seat.

She grabbed the girl's arm as the three of us tried to walk closer. I could smell the blood. Tracy seemed to almost be in a trance as we approached her warily.

“Tracy. Hey Tracy.” Scott repeated her name while he tried to talk her down from whatever weird cliff she was standing on.

“You’re hurting me.” The young girl cried as Tracy’s grip only seemed to tighten around her wrist.

“Tracy let her go.” I told her sternly. She finally released her grip on the girl.

“They’re coming. They’re coming for all of us.” She said ominously before collapsing to the floor. SIlver liquid poured from her mouth.

“That’s a new one.” I noted as Scott ran to her side and lifted her up.

“I’m going with Scott. You good?” I asked Liam. He nodded and I ran after Scott and Mr. Yukimura who were carrying the unconscious Tracy down the hall. Stiles and Malia showed up as we walked opening the door for us and leading the way to the jeep.

“Pupils dilate under normal conditions. Heart Rate 250. Evidence of an allogeneic skin graft on the shoulder. This silvery substance at her lips is not something I’ve seen. It almost looks like mercury.” Deaton reported as he looked Tracy over. She shook on the table causing Stiles to lurch back.

“Can’t you just give her a shot of something?” Malia asked.

“She doesn’t look to be in any pain.” Deaton told her.

“I ment a shot to kill her.” Malia clarified.

“I generally prescribe to a code of ethics that frowns on such measures.” Deaton told her.

“Malia you know we’re not gonna do that.” Scott told her.

“How do you know she’s not going to kill us?” Malia asked him.

“She makes a decent point. Either way I’m eventually going to have to let my dad know she’s here.” Stiles said.

“Agreed. While I may argue against euthanasia, I’m not opposed to a little extra security.” Deaton told us before picking up a jar of mountain ash and creating a barrier around Tracy. Stiles stared at the line with concern.

“Don’t worry Stiles. Tracy won’t be able to cross a line of mountain ash. She’s not going anywhere.” Deaton assured him.

“That’s kinda what I’m afraid of.” Stiles told Deaton.

“Well you and I will be able to get out of here no problem. You three, not so much.” Deaton told Scott, Malia and I.

“Gee, thanks for that doc.” I told him with a sarcastic smile. Malia studied the barrier before reaching out to touch it. The force knocked her hand back.

“Weird.” She declared.

“Stiles would you mind holding her down? I’m going to be trying a few more invasive tests.” Deaton told Stiles as I stood and watched from Malia’s side. Deaton tried to run the blade down her arm but it broke off.

“I think you’re going to need a bigger blade.” Stiles told Deaton.

“This is interesting.” Deaton announced as he moved Tracy's neck to the side. Something was moving underneath her skin.

“Malia, Jamie, help me turn her over please.” Deaton asked. We both groaned but complied.

Deaton lifted her shirt up and I took a step back. Tracys spin seemed to be moving underneath her skin.

“I think I know what she is.” Stiles told Scott as we looked at Tracy's strange condition.

“Care to enlighten the rest of us? Because this doesn’t look to good.” Deaton told the boys drawing their attention away from whatever conversation they were having and to Tracy’s gross moving back.

Sudden;y Tracy’s back split open. I reeled back clinging to Malia just as she was clinging to me as we observed the monumental grossness that was Tracy’s spine moving around inside her. Suddenly a tail whipped out of the girl. It struck Stiles first sending him to the floor. Deaton was next to fall. Then Malia and I were struck and collapsed to the floor in a tangle of limbs. I could already feel the venom. The only good news was now we knew what she was.

“It wasn’t a werewolf.” Stiles announced unhelpfully.

“Kanima.” Scott figured. I rolled my eyes.

“Ya think?” I asked sarcastically as we all lay on the floor paralyzed.

“Hey Deaton, how the hell did she get through the mountain ash?” Stiles asked as we all struggled to move.

“I don’t know. It’s a barrier that no supernatural creature should be able to cross.” Deaton told him.

“Scott did it.” Stiles argued.

“Once, but it almost killed me.” Scott told Stiles.

“We should have killed her!” Malia yelled as she fought to move. I could smell the pure rage she was feeling due to her helpless state.

“Meanwhile she’s probably on her way to killing someone else.” Stiles said unhelpfully.

“Listen. Everyone we need to concentrate. Scott, Malia, Jamie, you three will probably be able to move long before Stiles and I can but you need to focus.” Deaton instructed.

“Focus on what?” Malia asked.

“Healing.” I told her.

“That’s right.” Deaton confirmed.

“I don’t know how to tell my body to heal.” Malia said starting to panic.

“Malia calm down it’s okay.” Stiles tried to sooth her.

“I can’t calm down. I can’t move.” She complained.

“It won’t last long. We’re going to be okay.” I told her.

“Doc, how do we focus?” Scott asked.

“Think of a body part. Your hands, your feet. Even just the tips of your fingers. Imagine them moving. See it in your mind and your body will follow.” Deaton instructed. We all went to work.

“Okay, I think I just felt my right leg move.” Stiles announced half an hour later.

“Yup, definitely felt it. It was like a twinge, spasm, something.” He told us.

“I’m going to have to disagree and I think I hold an informed opinion.” Deaton told him. His head next to Stiles legs.

“Malia?” Scott asked as her hand began to twitch. I could feel my claws extending.

“I don’t think she cut her as deep. I took most of it.” I told the others. Malia started to move up, my body slid from her lap as she stood.

“Malia? Malia, wait for us.” Stiles told her as she rose to full height.

“There’s no time.” She told Stiles.

“She’s not a werewolf.” Stiles warned.

“But she has a scent. I can find her.” Malia said with determination.

“Malia, save her.” Scott asked before I heard Malia run out of the clinic.

The clinic doors opened and I watched as Theo ran in. When he spotted us on the ground he ran to Scott's side pulling him up and propping him against the examination table.

“How did you find us?” Scott asked.

“You work here. I heard about Tracy. I’ve been looking for you.” Theo told him. Theo turned to help Stiles stand.

“No. No uh.” Stiles complained as Theo helped him up against the examination table too.

“We lost her.” Scott told him as he turned to help Deaton.

“And Malia.” Stiles added.

“Alright I can help.” Theo told them.

“This is Theo?” Deaton asked.

“Let me help.” Theo told Scott as he bent down for me. He pulled me up one arm wrapped tightly around my waist. I clung to him still not trusting my own legs to hold me up.

“Doesn’t mean I have to be part of the pack, like you’ve accepted me or anything like that. It just means I help catch this girl.” Theo told us. Stiles still looked wary but ultimately it was up to Scott.

“Scott. I can help you.” Theo told him pulling me closer as I started to slip. I brought a weak arm up to his shoulder to support my weight as best I could. Scott looked to Theo before finally nodding in agreement.

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