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"I should kill you, literally kill you. With knives," Olive practically shouts as she paces in front of Scott and Stiles, who are sitting in front of the nurse's office.
"Why would you use knives if you have claws," Stiles looked up at her and she glared at him.
"Why would you do that?" She asks, turning to Scott.
"Stiles told me to use werewolf strength...to help," Scott said somberly and Olive turned to Stiles, who shrunk in his seat.
"We were trying to decide if he was a werewolf!" Stiles sounded like a kid who just got caught coloring on the wall.
"He's not a werewolf!" Olive practically yells, taking a deep breath before continuing. "We would've caught his scent in the locker room. He's just a kid who is very good at lacrosse and we could have used him on the field. You guys are seriously putting a damper on my good day."
"We were just checking!" Stiles shrugged and Olive literally wanted to strangle him.
"There was nothing to check! You two are blind, literally so blind. He just wanted to be like you, sure he's cocky about it, but what he said in the locker room? He looks up to you, especially you Scott. And now you may have ruined his chances to play this season, maybe ever again! I could rip you limb from limb right now," Olive practically growled, growing angrier by the minute. Scott shared a worried glance with Stiles as she heaved before them.
"Olly, maybe you should calm down," Scott warned and Olive shook her head, trying to hide the fact that her claws were out by shoving them into her hands, but that just made it worse because now blood was pooling by her feet.
"I'm fine," She says, cooling off and taking a seat in between them. "I just needed something normal."
Olive leaned her head back on the wall behind her and closed her eyes, letting out a long breath. Scott and Stiles shared another glance before Scott spoke up.
"Is this about Isaac?" He turned to her and she opened one eye, peering at him with her head still against the wall.
"It's about everything. I don't know, I just- a lot has changed and I just wanted one normal day where I didn't have to think about it," She swallowed closing her eyes and sighing. Of course, now it was all she could think about. Her mom, Isaac, whatever they just went through with Derek. Olive was surprised she hadn't exploded by now. Bottling up everything didn't turn out great in the long run. She thought she was fine but clearly, she was still in the anger stage of grief.
"I'm sorry I blew up at you guys," She turned to look at both of them.
"No we deserved it," Stiles nodded, causing her to laugh lightly.
"I think we deserve it most of the time," Scott raises his eyebrows while pressing his lips into a line, which causes Olive to actually laugh now.
"There she is," Stiles smiled at her as she stood up, grabbing her bag.
"We should probably go check on him," Olive nods to the nurse's office and Stiles sighs, joining her as Scott follows after them.
"Did you really wanna kill us?" Scott turns to her with furrowed eyebrows and she smiles.
"I probably could've," She states as Stiles pats Scott's shoulder.
"With knives."
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"The deputy?" Olive questioned Lydia over the phone as she grabbed her popcorn out of the microwave, instantly pulling her hand back because of its temperature.
"His name is Jordan," Lydia's voice rang through as Olive rose an eyebrow, tucking her phone between her ear and her shoulder.
"You're on a first-name basis with deputy hot-stuff?" Olive smirked, emptying the bag into a bowl.
"It isn't like that," Lydia scoffed and Olive could practically hear the annoyance in her voice.
"I'm just saying, you have been saying you're done with high school boys for how long? And then this hot-ass deputy comes into the picture while you're in the middle of one of your banshee acid trips? I think it's fate," Olive shrugged, earning a look from Derek.
"I don't believe in fate," Lydia mumbles on the phone, and Olive chuckles dryly.
"Neither did I until I found out I was supernaturally tied to one of my classmates," Olive shook her head as she placed a piece of popcorn into her mouth.
"Fair point," Lydia sighed and Olive heard shuffling over the phone, presuming she was adjusting her position in the car.
"Any relationship between me and local hot-ass deputies will have to wait. I think I'm just gonna focus on school for now."
"School? Lydia, you probably could've graduated in the 8th grade," Olive scoffed, sitting on the couch cross-legged.
"I would say 7th," She replies, causing Olive to roll her eyes.
"Yeah, we all know you could probably give Einstein a run for his money-" She started, but was cut off by the other line ringing on the phone. She furrowed her eyebrows, picking it up to see Scott's contact on the phone. Derek's face contorted as his phone rang at the same time.
"It's the Sheriff," He says, causing Olive to tilt her head.
"Lydia, I'm gonna have to call you back," She says, clicking the phone off and answering Scott's call. "Hey, Scott what's up?"
"Are you alone?" Scott says lowly and Olive widens her eyes.
"Um, for the most part, Derek's here, why?"
"Go upstairs," Scott whispers, causing Olive to turn to Derek, who was too caught up in his conversation with the Sheriff to listen to them. She places her food on the table before her and rushes up to her room, closing the door behind her.
"Okay, I'm alone, what's up? You're kinda scaring me," Olive said as she sat on her bed. Scott sighed over the phone before he responded.
"I need you to come to my house, something happened with Liam at the hospital and I had to bring him here."
"What happened with Liam?"
"Just get here," Scott says urgently and Olive nods, already putting her shoes on. "Fast."
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Olive and Stiles both arrive on the steps of Scott's front porch at the same time, both of them giving each other questionable looks when they'd arrived. Olive was the first to knock on Scott's door and he opened it in a matter of seconds.
"Get in here," He says with wide eyes as he opens the door, practically pulling Olive and Stiles into the house by their sleeves. "Stiles, what did you tell your dad?"
"Like I said, I told my dad everything I could," He almost trips over a chair leg as Scott pulls them into the living room.
"But you didn't tell him about Liam?"
"You barely told me about Liam!" Stiles yanks his arm away from Scott as they stop at the staircase.
"Where is he anyway?" Olive folds her arms against her chest and Scott shifts on his feet.
"He's upstairs."
"Doing what?"
"Lying down," He says quietly and Olive moves to go up the stairs but Scott steps in her way. She tilts her head at him, moving to the other side but he blocks her again. She sighs frustratedly as she grabs Scott's shoulders, moving him aside and bolting up the stairs.
Olive enters Scott's room, the two boys following after her, but she doesn't see Liam on his bed. She turns around, narrowing her eyes at Scott until she hears a rapid heartbeat from the bathroom. Her face falls as she blinks at Scott a few times before going into his adjoining bathroom.
"No, wait don't-" Scott shouts as Olive pulls back the shower curtain, revealing Liam tied up in the bathtub.
"Oh my god," She drops her jaw, staring at Liam who is trying to scream, but there's duct tape over his mouth. She turns to Scott, then to Stiles who has an equally surprised look on his face before she sighs, slowly closing the curtain despite Liam's muffled protests.
The three of them make their way back into Scott's room as he gives them a brief explanation of what concurred. They sit down on his bed, Scott between them, and take a minute.
"So you bit him?" Stiles said, staring at the wall and Scott nodded.
"And you kidnapped him," Olive deadpans glancing toward the bathroom door.
"And you brought him here," Stiles shakes his head and Scott lets out a frustrated sigh.
"I panicked," He wrings his hands together as he turns to Stiles, who squeezes his eyes shut.
"This isn't going to end with us burying the pieces of his body out in the desert is it?" Stiles turns to Scott, raising an eyebrow, and Liam could be heard crying from the bedroom. Olive widens her eyes at the two of them.
"No! It's not!" She says, loud enough for Liam to hear before turning back to the boys. "We're not gonna hurt him, dumbasses."
"As a reminder, this is why I always come up with the plans, your plans suck," Stiles said to Scott, who sighed again.
"I know."
"Okay, new plan, let's let him out of the bathtub," Olive stands, folding her arms in front of the two boys, who share a look. "He's clearly scared and if we're lucky he won't tell anyone. Maybe save your dad the trouble of having to book his own son for kidnapping!"
"Okay, yeah good idea," Stiles says as Scott nods.
"Perfect, one of you morons go get a chair and I will try and appease the situation," She turns to enter the bathroom again, but Scott stops her.
"What are you gonna do?"
"I'm gonna talk to him," She nods, going into the bathroom.
She enters the bathroom, opens the curtain, and kneels next to the tub. Liam looks at her with wide eyes, trying to say something under the tape. She sighs, resting her arms on the edge of the tub.
"Okay, I'm gonna get you out of here, but you're gonna have to do exactly as I say, okay?" She says gently, trying not to scare him anymore. Liam nods eagerly. "Perfect. They're not gonna hurt you, they're just...idiots. I'm gonna help you stand and try to hobble your way over to the other room."
Olive helps Liam into the other room, easing him down on the chair as Stiles moves to tape him to it, despite Olive's protests.
"This way he can't run," Stiles shrugs and Olive glares at him.
"He was already tied up, how was he gonna run?" She crosses her arms and Stiles stammers for a minute before sighing. Olive shakes her head, kneeling in front of Liam again.
"I'm gonna take the tape off your mouth," She moves to pull the tape off before stopping, looking him in the eyes. "Please don't scream."
Liam nods as Olive gently pulls the tape off his mouth. Liam winces at the feeling but doesn't say anything. She smiles at him, placing a hand on his arm before joining Scott and Stiles again.
"Okay, Liam, now you've seen a lot of confusing things tonight, and more confusing things are going to happen because of the confusing things that happened tonight, do you understand?" Stiles says rather quickly, causing pretty much everyone in the room to be even more confused.
"Not really," Liam shakes his head and Stiles nods slowly.
"Good, that's good."
"Stiles, no one understands," Olive turns to him, but he brushes her off.
"Olly, I got this," He says before turning back to Liam. He searches for what to say, before turning to Scott. "Maybe you should tell him."
"Tell me what?" Liam grows more frustrated by the minute, not really understanding what's going on right now.
"Liam, what happened to you, what I did to you, which I had to do in order to save you, it's gonna change you," Scott starts, speaking calmly to him.
"Unless it kills you," Stiles interjects, causing Liam to grow more panicked. Olive turns to him with a look that tells him to stop talking. "Shouldn't have said that."
"What?" Liam says, breathing heavily as he turns to Scott. Scott looks to Stiles, who couldn't explain the situation any better, probably much worse. Liam lowers his head, beginning to cry, and Olive sighs.
"Is- is he crying?"
"No shit he's crying," Olive pushed Scott and Stiles out of the way, bending down to meet Liam's eyes.
"Liam, it's okay, you're gonna be alright. You're not gonna die, I promise," She says gently, trying to calm him down.
"Probably not," Stiles kneels by her side and she slaps him on the shoulder, causing him to fall over.
"Stop. Talking."
"Okay, possibly not."
"Okay, I'm untying him," Olive shakes her head, moving to unwrap the duct tape from the chair.
"Olly, wait-"
"No! He's clearly terrified, he's crying! I'm done doing this your way, we're letting him go," Olive says to the boys before turning back to Liam and removing the duct tape from Liam so he's free to move around and she steps back, leaning against the dresser. "Liam, are you okay?"
He doesn't respond, just stands there heaving as Scott and Stiles move closer to him.
"Liam we're sorry," Scott nods, moving a little closer.
"Yeah, we're really sorry," Stiles sighs as they move in front of him. Liam takes his opportunity, grabbing the chair he was tied to and slamming it over Scott. Olive gasps, moving her hand to her mouth as Liam attacks Stiles, flinging him onto the floor. He looks at Olive, causing her to step back and he shakes his head, running out the door to the bedroom. He wasn't gonna hit a girl.
Scott and Stiles scramble into the hallway as Liam reaches the end of it. He stares at them for a second before Stiles shouts to get him. Scott and Stiles yell, causing Liam to scream as they charged him. Olive watched them from outside the doorway, twisting her face up as the three of them topple down the stairs. She sighs, slowly walking over to the top of the stairs and watching as Stiles grabs Scott's leg.
"Guys I got him! I got him!"
"You've got Scott," Olive says, slightly amused by this situation as Scott sits up, glaring at Stiles. She shakes her head, making her way down the stairs and helping both of the boys up, laughing as she does so.
"What do we do now?" Stiles asks, slightly out of breath and Olive rolls her eyes, beginning to respond before her phone buzzes.
She looks down to see a text from Derek: "Hale family emergency. Come home now."
"Nothing, you're going to do nothing until we can all talk about this. I gotta go, but I'll see you two at school tomorrow," She says as she moves to exit the door. She stops herself, turning to the boys and pointing a stern finger at them. "Touch a hair on that kid's head, I'll tie you up by your toes and leave you for the birds."
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Olive approached the loft steadily, just in case it was dangerous, and slightly hoping there wasn't another hostage situation going on in there. She moved the sliding door open to see Peter laying on the ground and Derek sitting on the couch.
"He okay?" She asks as she enters the room, stepping over Peter as she makes her way to sit next to Derek.
"He was impaled with an axe, otherwise he's fine," Derek shrugs, flipping through his book. "Where were you?"
"Scott and Stiles kidnapped a kid," She says nonchalantly, which doesn't really surprise Derek.
"You get him out?"
"He got himself out, they fell down the stairs, it was hilarious," She laughs to herself as they both watch Peter like he's a movie. "What are we gonna do about him?"
"Wait till he wakes up? We can't really do much now," He shrugs, leaning back on the couch and placing his book beside him.
"So are we gonna talk about your eyes?" She raises an eyebrow, looking over at Derek who mimics her expression.
"Are we gonna talk about Isaac?" He asks in the same tone, and Olive sighs.
"Touche," She nods, returning her gaze to Peter, who was laying there like a rock.
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Olive and Derek both awoke on the couch the next morning as Olive's alarm blared through the loft. She reached over and turned it off as she sat up, letting out a sigh as she looks over at Peter, who is now sitting against the support beams.
"Was that One Direction?" Peter quirks an eyebrow, earning an eye roll from Olive.
"Kiss You. Every morning," Derek stretches, sitting up as he rubs his eyes. Olive narrows her eyes at him and he just shakes his head. "Doesn't that mean you have to get to school?"
"What happened to the Hale family emergency?" She asked, and Derek opened his mouth to say something but Peter interrupted.
"Hale family emergency? You have to be a part of the Hale family to be involved," Peter shrugged and Derek glared at him.
"She is family," He said to Peter, before turning to Olive. "School first, I'll fill you in later."
Olive rolls her eyes going up to her room to get ready. She puts minimal effort into today's outfit, yesterday's overcompensation is grounds for being a little lazy today. She pulled her bag over her shoulder and made her way down the stairs, only to find Peter chained to one of the beams and Derek holding a blow torch. She nodded, moving to exit.
"This looks normal to you?" Peter asks, causing Olive to turn and face the two of them.
"For the two of you? Yes," She says before leaving, descending the stairs, and making her way to her car.
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She walked through the parking lot, catching a familiar scent as she approached the doors. She turned to see Liam standing and talking to one of his friends and he looked like he was freaking out. She followed his gaze to Scott, making her way over to Liam before anything could happen.
"Liam!" Olive said cheerily as she approached the two of them. Liam looked up at her, unable to tell if he should run the opposite direction.
"Who is that?" The boy says, widening his eyes at Olive as she stood next to Liam.
"I'm Olive, but pretty much everyone calls me Olly," She smiles, holding her hand out for him to shake. He takes it with furrowed eyebrows, looking over at Liam who was watching them interact intently.
"Mason," He said skeptically and Olive swallowed lightly.
"I'm the lacrosse team assistant. Liam, here, is set to be a star player. Nice to see the legs improved," She turns to Liam, who just stares at her.
"I gotta get to class," He says before turning to go, but stumbling and leaning on the beam.
"I'll walk with you, make sure you get there okay," She smiles, looking back in the direction where Scott had been standing and Liam nods as she places a hand on his back and leads him away from Mason.
"It was nice meeting you, Mason! Talk soon," She calls back to him, leaving Mason to stand there, very confused, as he watches them leave.
Olive guides Liam into the school as he begins to freak out.
"Why is everything so loud?" He looks up at her and she sighs.
"We told you things would be different, you'll get used to it," She nods, a small smile on her face as the two of them bump into someone. She looks up to see Stiles standing there and she lets out a long breath. Liam turns around to go in the opposite direction, but Scott moves in front of him so he couldn't move.
"Was this a setup?" He looks back at Olive who shakes her head.
"No, I honestly had no idea," She says sympathetically as Liam turns back to Scott.
"We need to talk," Scott said, sending Liam into more of a frenzy.
"No you need to back the hell up, okay? Both of you!"
"Can you just listen for a second? Please?" Stiles folds his arms in front of his chest and Liam looks at Olive who nods. He sighs, turning back to Scott.
"Liam...we're brothers now."
"Oh my god," Olive says slowly, turning to Stiles, who shakes his head.
"Okay, that's.." Stiles trails off, shaking his head as Liam knits his eyebrows together.
"What are you talking about? We just met and you bit me."
"The bite..." Scott starts before adjusting his posture, standing to look more serious. "The bite is a gift."
"This is a trainwreck," Olive whispers, shaking her head.
"Scott, stop. Please stop," Stiles says, moving to stand next to Scott. "You, you, we are trying to help you, you little runt."
"By kidnapping me?" Liam raises his eyebrows and Stiles narrows his eyes.
"Just to clarify, Scott kidnapped you. Okay? We," He gestured between himself and Olive. "We aided and abetted."
"Stiles," Olive tossed her arms out to the side and Stiles shrugged at her.
"What? You were there, you can't say you didn't-"
"Okay, okay," Scott stops him, before turning back to Liam. "Liam listen, Olive and I have both gone through this before. Something's happening to you. Something big."
"Nothing's happening to me. Okay? Nothing," Liam said, tearing the bandage off his arm and revealing that it'd been totally healed. Olive looked at it, pursing her lips as Liam stormed off.
"Smooth," She glanced between Scott and Stiles. "Real smooth."
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Her first few classes went by surprisingly quickly. She aced a math test and she actually got through her English lesson without falling asleep. The bell rang in her history glass, signaling it was time for lunch and she made her way to the busses, where the pack had planned on meeting to discuss what to do with Liam.
"I'm not sharing my basement," Malia said firmly, looking directly at Scott.
"Technically it's my basement," Lydia turned to her, crossing her arms. "And my mom knows how you tore it up last time."
"Alright, she's still learning," Stiles said, earning a small smile from Malia.
"We're gonna use the boathouse for Liam, it's got support beams, we're gonna chain him to one," Scott nods, explaining the plan.
"But how do we get him out to the lakehouse if he doesn't trust us?" Kira shakes her head lightly and without missing a beat, Stiles responds.
"I say if it keeps him from murdering someone we just chloroform the little bastard and throw him in the lake."
"We're not kidnapping him," Olive narrows her eyes at him. "Again."
"Then let's be smarter. We tell him there's a party and invite him," Lydia says, causing Stiles to raise an eyebrow.
"You're going to ask out a freshman?"
"Ew. No, I'm done with high school boys," Lydia shakes her head and they all think for a minute.
"Olly could do it, practically every freshman on the team has a crush on her," Stiles shrugs and Olive widens her eyes, turning to him.
"Wait what?" She asks, and Stiles nods.
"Yeah, dude. Hot girl, who's also into lacrosse and has a halfway decent personality? You're practically Megan Fox to those hormonal little dickheads," Stiles explains nonchalantly and Olive turns to Scott, raising an eyebrow.
"I wouldn't have put it that way, but yeah they kind of talk about you," Scott shrugs and Olive grins.
"Are you amused by this?" Stiles narrows his eyes at her and Olive shakes her head.
"Amused? No. Flattered?" She raises an eyebrow, trailing off and Stiles scoffs. "What? You just called me Megan Fox."
"Who's Megan Fox?" Malia furrows her eyebrows and Stiles goes to respond before Olive stops him.
"Super hot, I'll show you Jennifer's Body later," She raises her eyebrows and Stiles rolls his eyes. "Oh, and hell no, I'm not doing it. However, if we're playing a trick on someone, why not just use the trickster?"
Olive raises an eyebrow over at Kira, who widens her eyes as the rest of the group follows her line of sight.
"Me?"
"Yeah, you got this," Olive nods, smiling over at her.
"No way, not me."
"Yes, you. You know what they call a female fox?" Lydia tilts her head at Kira, who shakes her head. "A vixen."
"Yes, Kira," Olive says, causing Kira to look over at her. "Be a vixen."
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Olive and Lydia watch from behind the staircase as Kira descends the stairs, having just been primped by the two of them. She makes eye contact with Liam as she walks confidently and the boy seemed to be entranced by her. She reached the second to last stair, stepping off of it and tripping over her own two feet. Olive bit her lip, trying not to laugh as Liam moved to help Kira stand up.
"What are they saying?" Lydia asks as Olive moves a hand to shush her, listening in on the conversation. She turns back to Lydia with a grin.
"He's coming."
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