The Shining ¥ Teen Wolf

thirty

The crowd of Lydia's party cheered wildly, mad on a wolfsbane high with a missing hostess.

Winnie stepped out of the heart of the Martin home, looking around the crowded backyard. Her thin frame moved through the teenagers, in search of a brunette. "Where's Allison?"

Stiles caught up to Winnie, knowing who she was looking for. "Allison bolted." He quickly looked around, Scott joining the two of them. "Dude, anyone who drank that crap, they're freaking out."

Spatter hit Winnie's legs, causing her to wheel around as a girl was thrown into the pool. "Perfect," she muttered. "What the hell do we do?" she asked. Her keys were already gone, having forced Pete, Jake and Libby to leave.

"I don't know," said Scott, "but we gotta...."

"I can't swim!"

The trio's attention shot to the pool, commotion breaking out by the water.

Two lunky lacrosse players heaved Matt Daehler up, dragging him towards the pool.

"No, no, no, stop, guys!" Matt shouted in fear as he suddenly sailed through the air. "I can't swim! I can't swi-"

"Shit," Winnie said as she kicked off her heels and ran for the pool. She dove under the water in a perfect arc, not caring about her designer dress.

The water thrashed, everyone above the water going silent.

Gasps filled the air, Winnie hoisting Matt to the surface. She swam on her back, getting them towards the shallow end of the pool.

Matt was panting, panic still in his eyes as Winnie kept him afloat and brought him to the ledge.

Jackson came up behind Matt, pulling him up out of the pool. He spoke none, a blank expression on his face.

Matt quickly spat out water, drenched from head to toe. He looked around, everyone staring at him. "What are you looking at?" he angrily questioned as Jackson left. He walked towards Scott and Stiles, glowering at the two before stalking off into the house.

Winnie floated in the pool, her hair clinging to her as she looked up. She swore, police sirens wailing into the distance. "The cops are here," she shouted as she swam to the ladder and climbed out of the pool. "Party's over!"

Everyone panicked, bolting for safety in every direction.

Winnie calmly walked to Scott and Stiles, her beige dress soaked and defined. She spat out water, "Let's bail."

Screams still echoed, the house clearing out in a matter of seconds while the supernatural affiliated trio walked out to the front yard.

"Winnie, did you drink the punch?" Stiles asked as he and Scott followed the soaking girl down the driveway.

The cold hit Winnie's wet body, chilled to the bone. "Yeah, yeah I did."

Scott raised an eyebrow, "What did you see?"

Winnie stayed quiet for a moment, stopping in front of the squad car as the deputy pulled up. "My brother."

Slightly confused, Stiles didn't understand. "Pete?"

Simply, Winnie said, "No."

Scott slipped away as Deputy Monroe snapped at his boss' kid to tell him why every house on the street had complained about the noise.

Winnie stayed by Stiles, the deputy having to look at her twice before taking off his jacket and handing it to her. She softly smiled, trying not to shake as she wrapped herself in it. "Thank you."