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Olive pulled into her spot in the student parking lot with Isaac and Erica in the car. She sighed, looking at Erica through her mirror and then at Isaac who was right next to her.
"I think my parents are missing," She says, catching both of them off guard.
"I'm sorry, what?" Isaac looks over at her with wide eyes and she shrugs.
"Neither of them came home yesterday and they weren't there when I woke up this morning. What if- What if someone got to them? Some...thing got to them?" She turned to Isaac who shook his head no.
"I'll go with you after school today, if they're not there we can Stilinski involved," He said, placing his hand over hers.
"Which one?" Erica asks from the back.
"The- The Sheriff, Erica," Isaac said and Olive bit her tongue so she wouldn't laugh.
"Thank you," Olive smiled and grabbed her bag from Isaac's feet and they all set off, having a set plan for the day already.
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Isaac and Olive were going to see what they could get from the group while Erica tried to infiltrate it. After a minute of weighing her options, she'd decided to go for Stiles. Olive and Isaac were now eavesdropping on them in the library, Allison, Scott, and Stiles were having a very obvious secret meeting in the non-fiction section.
"Well we can't talk to Jackson, we have a restraining order against him," Stiles said just above a whisper and Olive turned to Isaac, a mischievous smirk on her face.
"What?" He smiled down at her, knowing she was planning something.
"I don't have a restraining order against him.." She trailed off and Isaac's demeanor instantly changed.
"No, no way," He grabbed her shoulders, leading her farther away from the group. "If he's Kanima suspect number 1 why would go in there alone?"
"Because I wanna find out before those morons do," She tried to get Isaac to lighten up but he just shook his head.
"You're not going in there."
"You can stand outside the door."
"No."
"Isaac I'm fine."
"No."
"I'm doing it anyway."
"Why do you insist on getting yourself killed, are you crazy?" He said, whispering louder.
"I'm not crazy, I'm just consistent."
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Olive was on her way to her next class when she saw Jackson, who was in her next class, pass it to go to the locker room. Olive looked behind her and then took off, following him into the locker room and down the hall. Before she knew it she bumped into Matt, another player on the team.
"Oh my god, I'm so sorry," She smiled at him and he shook his head.
"No, no you are fine, it was my fault," Olive chuckled lightly and they both just stood there awkwardly for a second.
"What are you doing in the boys' locker room?" He asked, raising an eyebrow.
"Oh, I have a badge, I'm the lacrosse assistant?"
"No, I know who you are. I just- practice isn't happening right now so I didn't know if you were.." He trailed off and Olive shook her head.
"I just needed to get a copy of the plays for Isaac, he missed a lot while he was gone."
"Oh, right. Isaac," Matt sighed and then shut his eyes tight for a moment like he was gathering the courage to say something. "Are you two like a thing? Like are you dating?"
"No! Oh my god no, we are just friends."
"Oh, well I have these tickets to a party tomorrow, there are some pretty big names spinning if you wanna check it out?"
"What like a rave?" She smiled and he shrugged.
"I mean- do people really call them that anymore? I just call them parties," He chuckles.
"Sure, yeah I'll go with you."
"Wait, really?" He said almost in disbelief and Olive nodded.
"Yeah, why not, if you'll excuse me, I have to go get the thing I said I had to go get," She adjusts her bag on her shoulder and Matt nods.
"Right, yeah I'll see you tomorrow then," Olive nods as he leaves. She screws her eyes shut wondering why she even said yes to him and she immediately hates herself for it. She's pulled out of her self-loathing when she hears Jackson almost vomiting in the bathroom.
"Jackson?" She asks loudly as she turns the corner.
"In here!" He yells back. Olive turns the corner expecting to see him literally dying on the floor, instead, she sees him butt naked, ass out, and everything.
"Oh my god, Jackson!" She all but screams, throwing a towel in his general direction and averting her eyes as fast as she can.
"What?"
"You knew I was in here, you could've warned me!"
"You're the one in the boy's locker room," He said laughing slightly.
"I have a badge-"
"Yeah okay."
She flips him off while simultaneously showing her lanyard which had her clearance badge on it. He laughed dryly as she lowered her hand and turned around. To her dismay, he was still naked.
"Seriously, Jackson, cover up before I gouge my own eyes out."
"What? Am I not good enough for you?" He said, inching closer. Olive's eyes went wide and she instinctively took 3 steps back.
"Haven't we already had this conversation?" Jackson chuckled.
"You know what conversation we haven't had?" Olive shook her head and Jackson snorted.
"The one about your parents," Olive's eyes widened and she shook her head, tears springing to her eyes. "Oh, your heart rate just like tripled."
"What did you do?"
"I didn't do anything, in fact, they're with the Argents right now."
"What?"
"Yeah, and I wouldn't be surprised if they're plotting your death," A tear fell down her cheek as she shook her head.
"What-What do you mean?"
"Oh, you don't know? Of course, you don't know. Your parents," He took several steps closer. "Are werewolf hunters."
"No."
"That's why they spend so much time with the Argents! Because they're hunting your kind."
"No."
"Do you know what the cherry on top is Olive?" Jackson was now several inches away from her face. "Your boyfriend knows."
"What the hell are you talking about?" Olive was fully crying now. She was shaking her head, refusing to accept any of this information, not to mention Jackson was STILL naked.
"Yeah, Isaac found out 2 days ago and he didn't tell you, word on the street is, he isn't going to tell you. I hope your alpha has been teaching you how to defend yourself," He reaches a claw-clad hand up to caress her cheek.
"Actually, he has," With that Jackson was thrown onto the floor and Olive pounced, eyes yellow, fangs bared.
"Olive? What the hell are you doing get the fuck off me!" Jackson seemed to be back to normal. Olive immediately moved, eyes flashing back to normal and fangs going back to wherever they came from. Jackson stood up, finally putting some pants on and the two just stared at each other.
Suddenly the door swung open and Isaac ran in, throwing Jackson against some lockers. Relentlessly punching him and clawing at him. His eyes were yellow and his fangs were out. He was growling and all he saw was red.
"Isaac, Isaac get off of him!" Olive ran up to him and tried to get him off of Jackson, but he was stronger than her. Isaac threw Jackson into one of the sinks on the wall, busting it off of the pipe and spraying water everywhere. Scott had heard the commotion from across the building and ran to help break it up. Allison had followed him to make sure everything was okay and was now embracing Olive in the corner. The fight spilled into the hallway, Isaac on top of Jackson throwing punch after punch while Scott was trying to get him off. Stiles and Erica arrived, trying to help pry him off and Olive just stood there, watching it all happen and processing what just happened. Processing how pissed she was.
"What is going on here?" Mr. Harris came around the corner just as the three wolves finally got Isaac off of Jackson. Olive came into his view and his fangs and eyes went back to normal, face softening when he saw her, but it was not a good look he was receiving. In fact, if looks could kill Isaac would already be decomposing. Mr. Harris was talking to Scott and Matt about what happened until one thing caught all of their attention.
"Detention. All 7 of you."
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