In A Flash

Chapter Thirty

I'm lying on my bed, staring up at the ceiling. I've tried getting some sleep, but I can't, even though I'm really tired. I can't help but worry about what Peter is planning to do to Scott. I keep telling myself that I won't let it happen, whatever it is. Then another question comes to mind. Should I tell Scott that Peter wants to kill him too? Or does Scott already have enough on his plate to deal with? I groan as I roll over on my bed, trying to get comfortable. I close my eyes, trying to sleep. A sudden image of Peter ripping Scott's throat out pops into my mind. I gasp and sit upright, breathing heavily. I try to wipe the horrid image from my mind. I slowly get off the bed and pace around the room, running a hand through my hair. "What do I do?" I mumble myself as I pace back and forth. I can't let Peter hurt my best friend. I don't want to scare Scott, but I think the best thing to do is to tell him about Peter's plan. I sigh as I pull my phone out of my pocket and dial Scott's number.

"Hello?" Scott answers after the fourth ring.

"Scott, we need to talk. And you're not going to like it." I state simply.

"Okay, what's up?" Scott asks worriedly.

"It's about Peter. He-" I begin, but Scott cuts me off.

"Dude, I already figured out that he must have been the one that poisoned the school." Scott tells me.

"That's not what I was going to talk to you about. That piece of information is obvious to everyone." I sigh as I continue to walk up and down my room. "So, what do you need to talk to me about?" Scott questions me, concern laced in his voice. "Peter didn't just want me." I begin.

"Care to explain a bit further than that?"

"I don't know why Peter wanted me, okay? I don't think I'm really fussed about it either. All I know is that Mr Creepy Wolf can't be trusted." I ramble on.

"Stiles, who else did Peter want and why?" Scott asks before I can babble on even further.

"Scott... He wants you." I exclaim. There is stunned silence on the other end.

"Peter said so himself. He wants to kill you, Scott. I don't know how, but I'm sure he will try." I continue.

"Why would he want to kill me? Why didn't you tell me this sooner?" Scott queries.

"I don't know why he wants to kill you! I don't know everything, do I? The reason why I didn't tell you sooner because I didn't want you to panic! I know you have a lot on your mind as it is. I didn't think you needed the thought of Peter bothering you too." I exclaim loudly.

"I'm sorry. I'm just really stressed out at the moment." Scott sighs in apology.

"That makes two of us. That's why I didn't want to tell you. I can handle Peter." I reply.

"What? No you can't! Not on your own, anyway." Scott protests.

"He's my problem. He might want to kill you, but I don't think he wants anything from you. He probably just doesn't like competition. However, Peter seems to want something from me. Killing me would just be a bonus to him." I reason with him. "Stiles, I'm not letting you take on Peter by yourself. Look what happened today! Those Dread Doctors or whatever they are called almost cut you open!" Scott states stubbornly. I sigh in frustration. I stop pacing back and forth and walk over to the window. I look outside to see the stars shining in the sky along with the half full moon. "Okay, fine. What do you suggest we should do?" I ask Scott eventually.