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Seeing friends that had been gone for so long. You'd think that would be a momentous occasion. The drive back home was filled with Jules filling Kira in on everything that had happened from when she was gone. She didn't expect to come home to a destroyed house, only to find out it was shot up by Monroe and her hunters.

So here she was.

In the waiting room. Waiting. Both her Mom and Dad were shot along with Lydia and also Mason who was injured just not as severely. Malia was in Lydia's room and Kira stayed with Scott. She had been listening in on the surgery, hearing Liam's Dad work through it, telling nurses what to do, updating them on her condition.

Brett sat next to her, holding her hand as she listened. The whole time it was like she was holding her breathe, waiting for her chest to explode because the lack of air was going to kill her.

Once Melissa was out of surgery it felt like she could breathe again. But even then it was like she had something stuck in her throat. A feeling she just couldn't explain. She followed Scott to Melissa's room and seeing her state just fueled Jules with anger.

Melissa opened her eyes slowly and slightly smiled at them. "Hey, kids" She said weakly as Scott tried not to cry. "I'm gonna wait outside, okay?" He turned around only to be stopped by Melissa's voice. "No, wait. Scott, wait. Listen to me—you didn't do this." She says to him while holding his hand. "But I'm responsible. You need to sleep." The guilt in Scotts voice was evident as he talked to her. "I just need to...tell you..." Melissa starts.

"It can wait."

"It can't wait. Don't run...you fight..." The meds the Doctors had given her had started to kick in as she slowly closed her eyes. Scott turned back to look at Jules who looked like she had a million things running through her head. "Where's dad?" He asks taking her out of her dazed state. "He was transferred to San Francisco Memorial. He's gonna be fine." Scott nodded his head and stood up, opening the door to my to me met by Stilinski.

"How's Mason?" Jules asks him. The urgency in her voice broke his heart. In the time Jules knew Mason they had grown close especially after Scott and the rest of the pack graduated. "Already out of surgery." Jules nodded her head when she suddenly felt her phone vibrate. She took out her phone as Scott and Stilinski talked. "Lydia?"

"She's all right, too. The bullet missed everything that matters, thank god. Scott, we got lucky." Jules quickly put her phone away as she smiled discreetly. "They almost died." Scott tells him. "But they're gonna live. We're gonna have two deputies posted here around the clock. Nobody sets foot on this floor without my authorization. Guys, I got a pretty good idea how you're feeling right now. But the whole Sheriff's department is gonna be on this. I am gonna find out who did this."

"We all know who did this." Scott says as he starts walking to the exit with Jules, Brett, Kira and Malia following closely behind him. "Hey, what do we do?" Kira asks him. "No more peace summits. No more running. No more half-measures." Scott says with a determined voice. "What's the plan?" Malia asks.

"We fight back."

"I'm good with that plan." The relief in Malia's voice made them laugh slightly. "And Gerard? Monroe? The Hunters? We take them all on." Scott tells them. "Then we're gonna need more firepower." Malia advices. "Not just firepower. We're gonna need an army." Scott says making Jules smirk.

"What? Why are you smiling like that?" Jules looked up at him innocently as someone who she had been waiting for walked through the doors of the hospital. Scott looked at him with wide eyes as he went to hug him. "Isaac?" Kira then went to hug him along with Jules. "Did you miss me?" He says in a playful tone.

"I might've made some calls." Jules says proud of what she's done. Scott could only look at her with disbelief as Isaac, Brett and Malia all introduced themselves to one another. "Well who else did you call?" Scott asks her making her smirk even wider.

"Everyone."

***

It was going to take a few days before everyone Jules had called could make it back to Beacon Hills. Scott advised her to continue on as normal as possible. So when Liam called her to come to school she couldn't help but think this was going to compromise that.

"You up for some good old fashioned revenge." He asks her while crossing his arms. "Is that even a question?" She answer back sarcastically making him turn his head annoyed. "Get ready then."

Jules and Liam hid until Gave made his way inside the locker room. Liam immediately grabbed Gabe and pushed him against the mirror, breaking it instantly. "I don't know anything, I swear. I don't know what happened at Scott's house." Gabe says as Liam pushed his face deeper into the mirror. "Did you know who was there? Did you know Mason was in there?" Liam says as his anger begins to grow

"No, I didn't know anything. I don't know anything. Ahhh!" Blood started to spread across the mirror as Gabe struggled against Liam. "Maybe you haven't noticed lately, but I've been having trouble controlling my anger. When things happen to my friends, I just can't seem to help it."

"No, Liam, wait! Please!"

"I just get so angry!"

"Stop, Liam! Please!"

"You think I'm going to kill you? You think we're all killers? Maybe we should be!" Jules laughed at Gabe's desperation. He was so confident when he had a weapon in his hand and yet here he was begging for mercy. She heard a chuck from behind her and she saw Theo—who had been observing the whole thing—stand next to her. "You're really gonna kill him? I mean, I don't care if you do. But, have you thought this through? Any idea where you're gonna dump the body? But no one saw you grab him, did they? 'Cause that could be a problem."

"I don't care."

"I don't care, either. But, at least let me help! I'm the one with experience here. If we kill him, we'll have to find the witnesses and kill them, too. Which means we're gonna need shovels, some plastic bags, maybe a chainsaw." Liam shook his head and let Gabe go.

"You've made your point."

"And you didn't kill him. That's progress!" Theo says as if it was something to be proud of. "Why do you keep trying to save me? You think it'll make Scott forget about everything you did, and he'll just let you into the pack? Scott's never gonna trust you." Liam says.

"I mean isn't it obvious." Theo and Liam turn to look at Jules who looked calm until she realized what she had said. "Did I say that out loud?" Theo's eyed widen as she lifts her shoulders indicating she didn't meant to say it. "You might wanna remember what Scott's goal has been all along—keep people safe." Theo says changing the subject back to the original topic.

"He should try harder." Gabe butts in. "What are you talking about?" Jules questions making him realize that they were clueless as to what was going on. "You don't know, do you?" He says as Theo grabs him and pushes him against the mirror just like Theo had done before. "Know what?" He asks. "About the other bodies."

The then turns to look back at Jules and Liam who were just as shocked as him.

"What other bodies?"

***

"Does the teacher know about this?" Theo asks as they look at the bodies in the freezer. Their eyes had been blacked out like the eyes of the Ghost Riders "That's the teacher." Gabe answers him. "Unless there's a gun in there, too, this isn't helping us find the shooter." Liam says as he eyes Gabe to make sure he doesn't try anything.

"Why'd you hide these bodies?" Jules questions him. "We didn't wanna get caught." He answers. "Caught doing what?" Liam then asks. "Testing them...to see if they were Werewolves. And they were." Gabe says with no trace of even being guilty. "Just like you tested Corey?" Liam asks. "But we didn't kill them. Look at their faces—something else did that."

"...The Anuk-ite." Theo says to Jules and Liam. "The what?" Gabe asks as the trio completely disregard him. "Why would it want to kill anyone? It feeds off fear. Dead people aren't afraid." Liam asks as he continues to stare at the bodies. "Maybe the killing is just a by-product." Jules answers as she starts piecing things together.

"Of what?"

"Of it looking for its other half." Theo answers Liam as they all get on the same page. "Which means it's looking for a supernatural creature. Someone like us." Liam explains to them. "So these three could have been Werewolves, just not the one that the Anuk-ite was looking for." Jules adds on. "Which means you've been helping it. Idiot." Theo says directing his voice to Gabe. "I don't even know what you guys are talking about. I was just helping Aaron. It was his idea to test everyone."

They all raise their eyebrows at this newly found information. "Who's Aaron?" Theo asks him. "He's on the lacrosse team." Liam answers. "He's just a freshman." Jules adds. "Aaron didn't want to find more of us. He wanted to find his other half." Liam says as they all come to a realization.

"He's the Anuk-ite."

***

"It's a bad day for finding bodies." Malia says. Jules had called the rest of the pack and they gathered where the bodies were. "There's gonna be a lot more if we don't find Aaron's other half." Liam informs them. "Which we know nothing about." Theo interrupts. "We do know one thing—we know it's a Werewolf." Scott tells them.

"We need to find this other Werewolf right now. Preferably before they merge." Theo says making Malia confused. "What happens if they merge?" She asks. "I don't know, but I got a feeling that it's not going to be good." Scott answers instead of Theo "Any chance you got to put together that army." Liam asks Scott. "Already on it." Jules says taking the credit for it.

"Let's hope this thing doesn't feed off desperation, because this room reeks of it." Pater says walking in covered with dirt. "What happened?" They all ask as they take in his state. "The Hunters destroyed my perfect automobile. So, if this thing had anything to do with it, I'd like to see its demise is appropriately painful." Peter says with evident anger in his voice. "I thought you had two cars? Malia questions making Peter laugh maniacally.

"Oh there's going to be hell to pay."

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