Scott and I are just getting to the school when Stiles' contact picture pops up on my phone. Turning so Scott can see, he snorts and shakes his head as we get out of the car and I answer the phone in my best just woken up voice "mmeello?"
"Wake the fuck up and get your asses down here now– we have a job to do and I can't believe the two of you are asleep!" Stiles rushes out as Scott and I walk to the door and head inside the school.
I pretend to yawn as I mumble through my words "Job doing what now?"
Scott chuckles quietly before Stiles continues "For christ sake Addy, did you hit your head? We literally talked before you left school about meeting tonight"
"Oh right, right– but I'm already in bed and besides, aren't we getting a little old for this?" I answer as we make our way through the hall towards the locker room
"We are not, and we do this for Coach" he scoffs and feigns hurt even over the phone as I elaborate "I thought we do this to Coach?"
"Whatever, okay? You know he needs this– he lives for this stuff– he fucking loves it" love is a strong word for how Coach feels about this
"But it's the middle of the night" I sigh out as Scott holds open the door. He puts his finger against his mouth and nods into the room, silently agreeing to scare the shit out of him.
"12:15 actually– which means it's after midnight and officially Mischief Night/Day, and, by perfectly awesome coincidence, it also happens to be Coach's birthday. So if the two of you are not down here in five seconds, our friendship is over. Okay? And I mean literally five, four, three, two–"
"One!" Scott and I exclaim as we jump towards his back earning the best scream as he falls reaction ever from Stiles.
Scott and I share a chuckle and a high five as Stiles grumbles from the floor "Fucking twins– I hate you both."
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"Oh hell, come on–" Stiles rushes out and leads me over towards the twins who get off their bikes and walk up to Scott just as he questions "You're back in school?"
"No, just to talk" Ethan states as we walk up you can talk without your fists, interesting
I make a noise once we come to a stop next to Scott, crossing my arms "Oh, that's kind of a change of pace for you guys isn't it?"
Stiles nods in between us as he finishes my train of thought, looking from me to the twins "Right? Usually, you're just hurting, maiming, and killing..."
Ignoring us, Aiden looks to Scott "You need a pack– we need an Alpha."
"Yeah, absolutely not," I quip with Stiles crossing his arms to elaborate "That's hilarious though."
Aiden again ignores us and keeps his words directed to Scott "You came to us for help and we helped."
Stiles scoffs "You beat his face into a bloody pulp. That's not helping. In my opinion, that's actually counter productive"
Scott looks at us and back to the twins "Why would I say yes?"
"We'd add strength. We'd make you more powerful. There's no reason to say no" Aiden finishes confidently.
Stiles rolls his eyes and Isaac walks up next to me, crossing his arms as well "I can think of one. Like the two of you holding Derek's claws while Kali impaled Boyd" one of the better reasons to flip them the bird
Stiles nods with Isaac's words while I raise my brows once with a smirk towards the twins.
Isaac continues his train of thought as he turns slightly more our way and implores "In fact, I don't know why we're not impaling them right now..."
Aiden flashes his were-blues and growls in his chest "You want to try?"
Isaac moves to step forward, causing me to immediately snap my hand forward to wrap around his arm, while Scott shakes his head towards him not here
I give his arm a reassuring squeeze with a soft smile as he steps back next to me and I drop my arm back down to my side.
Scott moves his eyes back to the twins "Sorry, but they don't trust you– and neither do I," he states before walking in between them with the opening they make for him to walk through.
Stiles sets his hand on my back to move in front of him to follow Scott, with Isaac following behind Stiles.
Scott and Stiles open the doors and we head in the hallway, immediately dodging to our right when a roll of toilet paper comes flying at us.
Stiles makes a noise with his dodge before shouting down the hall "All right, that's my face!"
He stands back up and hits Scott on the chest as we move down the hall "Hey, dude, good decision, buddy. Good Alpha decision–"
"I hope so" Scott states as he looks between us and we walk up to our lockers, Stiles muttering "No you know so."
Stiles opens his locker and takes off his backpack to switch out his things while I notice Scott looking down a little ways from us.
Following his line of sight, I smirk back towards him and raise my brows as I activate annoying sister mode "What are you gawking at?"
Scott looks over to me quickly "Me?" he shakes his head as Stiles zips open his bag and states with a nod "Yea you dude– you looking at her?" he nods towards Kira as he pulls out a carton of a dozen eggs and puts it in his locker.
"Her? Who her?" Scott mutters as I chuckle at the eggs before I roll my eyes at his dodge of the question "Her, her Scotty– Kira."
Stiles nods and sets more mischief items in his locker as he questions "You like her?"
"No," Scott states very quickly earning a shared brow raised expression from Stiles and I before Scotty backtracks "I mean Yeah, yeah, she's okay. She's new..."
"So, ask her out." Stiles states as he closes his locker and swings his backpack straps back onto his shoulders.
Scott jerks his head back "Now?"
"Yes now," I nod in agreement, earning him to stammer in his clarification "Right now?"
Stiles huffs looking at me and back to Scott to state once more "Yes right now."
Scott smirks as he looks from me and over to his friend, his smirk deepening "Asking someone out 'right now' advice– from you– really? Because I seem to recall–"
I furrow my brows as Stiles makes a noise and quickly sets his hands on Scott's shoulder "Fucking focus Scott," he clears his throat as Scott keeps his smirk in full force before Stiles continues "Look, I don't think you get it yet. You're an Alpha– you're the apex predator. Everyone wants you. You're like the hot girl that every guy wants."
Isaac walks up and I try not to laugh at the face he makes coming into this conversation late as Scott mutters "The hot girl?"
I cross my arms with my books over my chest as I smile and Stiles reaches out to reassure again "You are the hottest girl."
We smile at Scott who looks so proud before we turn and head to Coach's class.
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I'm sitting behind Scott, who's sitting next to Stiles in the front row of our Econ class they wanted the action seats for Coach's reaction to our prank
We hear a muffled shout of "Son of a bitch!" come from the room next door to us coach's office to be exact
Stiles smirks with a cheshire cat smile as he turns his head, looking to his left at Scott and I.
We all try to reign in our laughter as Coach walks in through the conjoining door from his office into the classroom.
He's moving his glaring eyes all around the room as he shouts out "Mischief Night, Devil's Night. I don't care what you call it– you little punks are evil."
There's a round of muffled laughter before he continues "You think it's funny every Halloween my house gets egged? A man's house is supposed to be his castle," he rushes forward and smack's Scott's desk before stating "Mine's a frickin' omelet."
There's a wrapped box on his desk that he laughs towards "Oh, this? We're gonna do this again? I don't think so." He throws it onto the floor and steps on it, smashing the contents of whatever was inside.
Curious because it's similar to the one we set all the screws in from his desk chair and surrounding items and wrapped, putting it on his office desk– the difference being twofold however,
1 - we connected a string to the box so that when he picked it up everything would come crashing down around him.
And 2 - we only did one box.
We look curiously to each other as Coach looks surprised with the noise it made when he stomped his foot on it.
He bends down and I lean to the side to look past Scott's side, seeing Coach pick up a broken mug. He looks at it before he picks up a card and mumbles "Happy Birthday– Love... Greenberg." poor Greenberg, he just wants to be loved as well
I sit up from my lean just as the back of my head sends a shiver down my spine– my nerves feel off, but off in a familiar sacrifice era way
I furrow my brows as I look around me hearing a weird buzz, almost crackling noise above me.
Looking up first, I turn around when I hear Danny mutter beside me "What are you doing?"
Looking over to him, I see him looking at Lydia across the row from him who's swatting the air around her as she shrugs "There's a fly."
I make a face and sit forward again, though I tap my pen as the feeling doesn't leave me. As much as I want to believe I just heard a lost in the room fly something bad is going to happen today
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Stiles grabs me in the hallway, keeping our steps quick as we move down the hall after he talked to his dad. There's a bunch of feds, deputies and other officials moving very quickly around the school and for good reason apparently
We move our steps forward to find Scott, not finding him we however find Isaac, Lydia and Allison– which Stiles deems good enough and fills us in on what his dad just updated him on.
Stiles informs us about the literal sociopath that is not in police custody anymore. He's pretty infamous from our town William Barrow
He was called the Shrapnel Bomber and he was convicted of walking onto a school bus full of students and detonating a shrapnel filled bomb.
Four teens were killed, one was maimed, and Barrow suffered severe injuries as well could give two fucks about that last fact though.
He had to have been created from someone's literal nightmares he's that twisted of a person
Isaac looks to Stiles after he says a very interesting key bit of information as we make our way down a set of stairs "Barrow went after kids with glowing eyes? He said those exact words?"
Stiles keeps his steps just ahead of us as he lifts his arm out to his side "Yeah. And no one knows how he woke up from anesthesia. Just that when they opened him up, they found a tumor full of live flies, which in any other circumstance would be all kinds of awesome–"
Lydia and I immediately stop our steps, looking to each other as I make a noise gaining their attention "Did you just say flies?"
Allison turns, noticing our faces as she takes a step towards us "Guys–?"
Lydia shares a confirmation look with me as she crosses her arms and I look to Allison and offer her a nod "All day we've been hearing this sound. It's like a sort of buzzing–"
The three of them look between us as they walk closer, closing the gap our halting steps created between us, as Allison implores "Like the sound of flies?"
"Exactly like the sound of flies" Lydia confirms with a huff.
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Stiles broke off to go up one hallway while I went down another one still trying to figure out where Scott is
I widen my eyes when I notice the police outside in the quad, looking like they're getting ready to leave. I quicken my steps, turning around a corner and I finally see him leaning towards a door.
I head that way just as Stiles comes up from the other hallway, running towards Scott as well "Hey– dude, where the hell have you been?"
I come to a stop next to them and inform them what I just witnessed before rounding the corner "The police are leaving. Why are they leaving?" I connect my eyes with Stiles' who looks back the way I came.
Scott widens his eyes, moving them between us while he clarifies "The police?"
Ignoring Scott and answering my question, Stiles connects our eyes again "They must have cleared the building and grounds, which means he's not here" there's no way that's true
"Who? What are you guys–" Scott attempts however I briefly close my eyes with the frustration of still hearing this fucking noise and open them again as I interrupt Scott with my words "No, he has to be here, Stiles– that noise," I groan and close my eyes again before opening them and stating more calmly "The buzzing, or whatever it is, that I've been hearing?"
Scott swings his head my direction while I watch Stiles nod, earning me to digress "Guys it's getting louder"
"How loud?" Stiles hesitantly asks as he licks his lips and shares a look with Scott, already knowing the answer.
I shake my head once as I focus on the noise and it immediately sends my nerves on fire. I move my eyes around and the ever present feeling of wanting to scream slams through my body.
It must be written on my face because Stiles widens his eyes and grabs my arm, leading me down the hall and outside to find his dad before he leaves.
We push open the doors, seeing Noah's retreating back as Stiles and I run up to him and rush down the stairs behind him "Dad! Dad!"
We come to a stop in front of him at the bottom of the stairs as he turns around and faces us "Yeah"
"You can't leave yet" I rush out and he looks between us before he lifts a hand out to accentuate his words "We got an eyewitness that puts Barrow by the train station."
I see over Noah's shoulder as Suit hesitates when he turns around, seeing us out here before moving his eyes to Noah "Let's go, Stilinski"
Noah looks over his shoulder and nods as he moves his feet to follow after them.
Stiles steps closer and rushes out his words "Whoa, whoa. Dad, please– just– Addy said that he's still here"
Noah stops and looks at me, rushing his steps back to stand right in front of me with all of his Sheriff attention "Did you see him?"
I move my mouth into a grimace before shaking my head "Not exactly– no" I mutter and he makes a face before Stiles elaborates just above a whisper and wave of his hands "Well, not at all actually. But she has a feeling– a supernaturalfeeling."
Confused as ever Noah looks between us before making a noise towards me "You weren't on the chessboard..."
Stiles licks his lips and looks proudly at me as he states "She is now."
Noah looks between us before taking a guess "Kanima?"
I make a noise in the back of my throat as I shake my head "Fair enough guess, however, Jennifer actually shined a light on me actually being a– uh– well a Banshee"
Noah looks to the sky grumbling "Oh, god really–"
Stiles waves his arms and rushes out "I know– okay we know how it sounds. But basically it means that she can sense when someone's close to death."
Noah levels him with a look as he questions "Can she sense that I'm about to kill you?"
"I don't know," Stiles ponders before they both look expectantly towards me.
I jerk my head back, moving my eyes between the pair as I make a noise and shake my head once "Ah, right– well I'm still learning what this all entails, however, I think you'd maliciously have to be serious with a gun to his head, hands around his throat type of 'about to kill him' threat."
Stiles makes a contemplative face, and nods before looking back to his dad who looks at a loss for words this isn't going well
He makes a noise in the back of his throat and takes a few steps backwards, before pointing to me "All right– guys, look, I'm not saying I don't believe, but right now, I'm going with eyewitness over Banshee. I love ya, Addy, but I'm sorry– okay I'm making that call."
Stiles goes to make a noise to interrupt however Noah keeps going "We're leaving a few deputies here. The school's on lockdown till three o'clock. Nobody comes in, nobody goes out. Buddy, that's the best I've got right now. That's the best I can give you guys"
Stiles lifts his arms out, calling after him "You're leaving us here, that is not– that is the worst."
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Scott called mom and asked, convinced really, her to bring Barrow's hospital gown to us so him, Isaac, Aiden, and Ethan could werewolf sniff the psycho out.
Stiles, Lydia and I meet up with Allison in a classroom that is facing a clear path out of the police border that's keeping us all inside.
Plan is for her to sneak out to go home and search the bestiary for any information on something similar to what we're experiencing now with the sociopath and flies.
Allison pulls open the blinds as she states "The Bestiary is literally one thousand pages long. If I'm going to find anything about flies coming out of people's bodies, it could take me all night..."
Lydia nods and walks up to her "I'll come with you, we can split it in half and then five hundred pages is nothing."
I smile towards her as she looks to me and sets her hands on my arms "I need to get away from this noise, and maybe not being here will help with that. Are you– can you handle it on your own because I will totally stay and figure this out with yo–?"
I bring her in for a hug as I try not to lie to her face "The noise isn't as overwhelming now, maybe I'm getting good at tuning it out."
Stiles looks over her shoulder at me, though I don't connect our eyes as I continue talking to her "Go help Allison. She shouldn't have to scour that book alone."
Lyds pulls back, narrowing her eyes at me "I feel like you're lying, but I need out of here so I'll accept it."
I share a chuckle with Ally before I reach forward, grabbing her arm softly "Remember, the word in archaic Latin for fly is musca."
Ally sets her hand on mine as she nods "Got it."
She climbs out the window, Lydia following behind her, before I walk up and close the window again.
"It's still overwhelming isn't it?" Stiles mutters softly and I swallow thickly as I nod to the floor and clear my throat "Where do we start?"
"Upstairs," he turns around looking behind us at the clock before holding his arm out to his side "We gotta go."
We turn and rush out of the classroom as we start our search a few classrooms down before heading in the art room.
"Scott and Isaac are in the basement, right?" I ask as Stiles looks under the teacher's desk what if we actually find him under there?
"Yeah, with Ethan and Aiden. The plan is they meet in the middle, in the boiler room" he answers and I nod as I look to the bulletin board with a few pictures on it– one in particular of a mushroom cloud explosion holy hell
I gasp and grab his arm as he stands up "All of the wolves– all of the ones with glowing eyes are in the basement at the boiler room?"
Stiles turns around quickly "Oh, my God! An engineer could use a boiler room to blow up the whole school."
I shake my head and shakily breathe out "We have to get them out of there–"
"We have to get everyone out" Stiles clarifies without missing a beat.
Letting out a scoff, I frantically rush out "How the fuck do we do that? We can't just go screaming bomb in a school when we're completely guessing here..."
Stiles nods and grabs my hand, leading us towards the door out into the hallway "I got an idea, come on."
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His brilliant idea ended up being to pull a fire alarm, which he does as soon as we make it into the downstairs hallway on the ground floor.
We watch as everyone files out of the school and fire drill escapes outside, before I turn around and see Stiles' face beaming with his proud smile.
I widen my eyes as Coach walks up and stands directly behind him, earning me to shake my head towards Stiles, whose guilty hand is still on the fire alarm.
His face falls before he looks over his shoulder and jerks his body back into the wall when he sees how close Coach is standing next to him "Wow."
Coach grabs Stiles' ear and pulls him out the door, with me following behind him as he exclaims "Pulling a fire alarm on Mischief Night is one thing. Doing it when there's a mass murderer spotted nearby is insane! If I was four years younger, I'd– I'd punch you."
Stiles lifts his hands out to his side and jerks his head back "What? Coach, that doesn't make sense–"
"Oh, well, it does to me!" Coach sways his body to the side with his words as he moves to walk past us.
I turn my body to follow him "Coach– I swear it was for a good reas–"
He lifts a finger as he turns back towards me and stops my words "Don't you go and become my least favorite twin, She-McCall."
He waits a beat, giving me a second to continue talking, however I decide to just close my mouth Coach seems like a more seeing is believing type of guy
Coach moves his eyes between us and shakes his head before he walks back inside, I sigh and turn around.
Stiles makes a noise to Coach's retreating back as I walk behind him, coming to a stop on his other side.
We look around trying to find if the guys made it outside please let them have listened to a fire alarm
Stiles grabs my hand and points to the other side of the quad "There."
We walk up to the group and Stiles rubs at his ear before Ethan looks to us "We didn't find anything"
Scott shakes his head frustratedly as he states "Not even a scent" he was here, how is that possible
Stiles looks between us as he tries to work out "It's three o'clock, so school's over. If there was a bomb, wouldn't he have set it off by now?" he finishes, connecting his eyes with mine.
I shake my head before Aiden looks over towards me as well "Does that mean everybody's safe?"
Noticing all of their eyes on me now I shrug and let out a sigh I'm just as confused and frustrated as you "I don't know– guys I'm sorry, I just– I don't know."
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I'm laying on my stomach on Stiles' bed with my ankles crossed in the air, facing Stiles who is standing in front of the crime board he's created.
He had a mini one going with the Matt/Kanima experience and has been using it more and more after the sacrifices infiltrated our lives it's been a crazy almost two years
It was bare for the past few weeks, though now we've created a pretty decent layout for Barrow and everything that happened today.
Stiles grabs the bag with some rolls of yarn, which are new to the crime board process, and lays them in front of me as he grabs the red string and moves back to the board.
"What do the different colored strings mean?" I move each of them around before picking up the light blue color with both hands.
"Oh, just different stages of the investigation. So green is solved, yellow is to be determined– blue's just pretty."
"The blue is kind of like the color of my eyes" I wonder out loud, moving my eyes from the aquamarine color and over to him, watching as his back tenses mid-bend to one of the tacks he was wrapping yarn around.
Stiles stands up and clears his throat, pointing back towards me as his voice pitches "That's– that's true."
I smile softly, however I'm distracted by what that could mean as I furrow my brows looking at the board behind him "What does red mean?"
"Unsolved" he throws over his shoulder at me as my eyes move around stating without really thinking about it "You only have red on the board."
He sets his hands on his hips, turning slightly to face me and levels me with a look "Yes, I'm aware– thank you" he tilts slightly forward with his sass before standing up towards the board again.
I smile at his reaction before grabbing the blue string and start twirling one end around my finger "Did you get detention for pulling the alarm?"
He clicks his tongue "Yep– every day this week," he sighs out before turning to look over his shoulder at me again "It's okay, though. We were onto something."
"Even though we couldn't find any proof of Barrow being there?" I finish just above a whisper, dropping my eyes from him and down towards my fingers as I continue to mess with the string.
He turns around fully, muttering "Hey, Adds–" before he walks over to me, setting his hands on the bed to kneel in front of me as he continues "You've been right every time something like this has happened, okay? So don't start doubting yourself now."
I shake my head as I lift my eyes up to connect with his, offering softly "Scott said there was no scent– I was wrong about the boiler room bomb– plus I got you in trouble"
I wrapped more of the string around two of my fingers with each statement of my afternoon failure and Stiles moves his hands forward over mine, stopping my actions "Okay, look. Barrow was there. All right? You knew it. You felt it. Okay?"
His eyes are still on my hands as his fingers move around mine until he successfully untangles the string from my fingers and sets it on the bed next to me.
He moves his eyes back to connect with mine and grabs my hands in his before he offers lightly "And look, if you wanted to, I'd go back to that school right nowand search all night just to prove it."
I softly move my brows inward, wondering how I got so lucky to even just know him, as I look in between his eyes and digest the sincerity of his words he has so much faith in me, he did all day
Stiles lifts his mouth into a slight lop-sided smile as he moves his eyes around my face.
He lifts one of his arms and taps the sharpie he's holding in his hand against the top of his mouth before his eyes widen and he uncaps the pen.
I snort through a slight smirk as I nod towards him "Interesting drug of choice there Stilins–"
"Get up," he interrupts as he stands up causing me to immediately push up from the bed. He holds his hands out for me to set mine in and as I do he rushes out before I can ask what's going on "Get up now. We're going to the school."
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We get out of the jeep and run up to the school, finding the window Lydia and Allison climbed out of still unlocked from earlier.
We climb inside and Stiles runs ahead of me, knowing exactly where we need to go apparently.
He slows his steps and I cross my arms as Stiles opens the Chemistry class door and we walk inside "So what exactly are we looking for?"
Stiles walks right to the Chemistry chemical storage closet and opens the door no problem.
I drop my arms to point towards the door "That was supposed to be locked."
Stiles walks in and looks back at me "Yeah– I know. Notice anything else?" he asks as he digs in his pocket for his phone and turns on the flashlight as I state "It smells like chemicals" so much so it's making my eyes water
I gasp softly and move my wide eyes back to him "They wouldn't have been able to catch his scent."
Stiles nods and moves along the bottom shelf before leaning back and shining his light on the floor.
We notice blood and staples on the ground before Stiles mutters "He was here, performing very minor surgery on himself," he looks up and smiles softly "You were right."
"Then why don't I feel good about this?" I ask just above a whisper and Stiles shrugs "Probably because he was here to kill somebody."
I make a noise and set my hands on my hips "But who?"
"That's what we gotta figure out" he states before he stands up and ushers me out of the closet with a hand on my back.
He moves past once we're back in the classroom and moves his arm out to his side, indicating the whole room "We could spread out, start looking for– anything"
I nod as Stiles moves forward looking on the tables, however, my eyes are drawn to the chalkboard and I tilt my head to the side as I walk forward towards it, narrowing my eyes at the three numbers written in a row.
"Addy, what are those?– a locker combination?" Stiles calls behind me and I shake my head "No– in here? I'm going with atomic numbers, maybe."
"Is is a formula?" he asks as he comes to a stop next to me and I shake my head trying to work out the meaning "I mean, not really– nineteen's Potassium, fifty three's Iodine, and eighty eight's Radium. The– the first two make Potassium Iodide but–"
I grab the chalk and write out the atomic letters to match the numbers. Writing a 'K' next to 19, I move to write an 'I' next to fifty three when Stiles interrupts my movement "Potassium is 'K'?"
I tilt my head to the side in a sort of nod as I elaborate "Yea it's from Kalium, the scientific neo Latin name."
I finish writing the 'I' when Stiles points to the board "Addy– what's Radium?"
Worry overcomes my features as I look to him and move my arm back to the board writing the last two letters, and stating on a whisper "'R– a'"
I drop the chalk back onto the board and step back as Stiles nods "Kira."
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"Ugh, neither of them are answering" I groan and drop my phone on the seat, setting my elbow on the window frame to rub my forehead with my hand the noise around me is getting louder now and I can't handle it
I close my eyes trying to take deep breaths and feel Stiles reach over, setting his hand on my hand that's still resting on the seat "Okay– it's okay we're almost there."
I turn my hand over and squeeze his twice as I nod and open my eyes to look at him. He looks at me quickly and back towards the front window as we drive into Kira's neighborhood.
Pulling up to her house, we see Scott's bike out front and– "Oh my god, Scott!"
We close the doors to the jeep once Stiles pulls over and run up to Scott who's laying on the ground please be alive
We drop down to kneel on either side of him and setting my ear to his chest I hear him breathing before we start to shake him, trying to get him to wake up.
Stiles leans closer to him "Scott?– Scott!"
A few seconds later Scott opens his eyes and groans as he blinks a few times, moving his head to the side towards us "Scott!"
He gasps fully awake now and sits up slightly as he rushes out "Barrow, he took Kira!"
"We know. He was after her the whole time" Stiles relents, earning Scott to widen his eyes and looks between us "What else have we figured out?"
I shake my head when he looks at me "Not much, Barrow was at the school and someone left a message for him to go after Kira– that or he left it since he's a psycho."
Scott tries to stand up and we grab his hands to help him stand up "What about Allison?"
Stiles shakes his head "We don't know, we haven't heard anything from her since Isaac relieved Lydia who's mom needed her home."
Scott makes a noise and immediately digs in his pocket "I'm calling Isaac"
He sets his phone up to his ear and paces, exchanging a few words with Isaac before muttering "All right, thanks."
Scott hangs up and walks back over to us "Nothing– we have to think of something. He's going to kill her"
The noise I've been hearing is starting to get on my nerves and I start pacing "I knew he was at the school, but why didn't I get a feeling about Kira?"
Stiles looks to me as he offers "I mean you heard the buzzing for the flies right? Maybe if Kira was around you, you would have heard something different..."
I shake my head "Ugh this is so frustrating, of the two to follow leads on why wouldn't I be getting clues to keep her safe?– Fuck my head feels like it's going to explode–"
"What do you hear now?" Scott asks as he steps forward and I quickly try to come up with how to explain what I'm hearing and feeling "The same buzzing but it sounds less like flies, I don't know– I feel like I can do this but I can't focus at all. It's like the noise around my head is so loud–"
I trial off, watching as the corners of Stiles' lips twitch, throwing me a look that I can do this.
I lick my lips quickly as I take a deep breath in "Imagine being at a concert, middle of the crowd and trying to listen to someone on the phone– it's like that and it's just increasing," I set my hands on each side of my head as I take a few steps away from them and groan again "I swear to god it's so frustrating– it just makes me want to literally scream my–"
"Okay– then scream" Stiles takes a two steps closer to me as he interrupts and with my hands still on my head, I turn to face them fully again.
Scott nods behind him and Stiles softens his face, raising his brows as he states confidently "Addy, scream."
Not having to be told twice– I turn to the side to not scream right in their faces and I drop my arms down to my sides as I bend my knees slightly, letting the scream I've been keeping barely at bay all day come barreling out my throat.
It feels like the scream was brewing in my toes and as soon as I gave it permission– it flew up my body, instantly calming my nerves from a raging fire to a smooth water surface.
The scream lasts a few seconds and when it dies down, there a blissful silence surrounding me.
I bask in the calm until the streetlight above me makes a crackling buzz it wasn't flies
I quickly turn back towards them, watching Stiles release a shocked breath before widening his eyes and opening his mouth like you would when you try to pop your ears loud for you, got it– my bad
Looking between them, I smirk at the light above me "It worked– it wasn't flies, it was electricity."
Stiles steps forward "Elec– wait a second, Barrow was an electrical engineer..."
I nod looking between them as I remember our research "He worked at a power substation."
Scott looks between us with our words and widens his eyes "What substation?"
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We pull behind Scott's bike just as he's running inside the power substation we got Noah to begrudgingly tell us Barrow worked at when we had called to tell him Barrow had Kira.
Stiles grabs his trusty metal bat out of the backseat and I meet him at the side before we run inside after Scott.
We hear a crashing noise followed by a groan and it tells us which direction to run towards.
Coming around the corner, I widen my eyes seeing Barrow kneeling next to Kira with a massive exposed wire that has sparks flying out of it.
He moves it towards her and it glows a bright white before exploding the area around them. It shoots bolts and sparks of electricity out of all the boxes and off all the metal cages in the room.
Stiles and I stop our steps, throwing our arms up over our heads as we bend to kneel on the ground.
I hear Stiles let out a groan before I feel him grab me and move me closer to him as he shields us both from the sparks flying all over the room.
The sparks fly across the floor and I lift my head up seeing Kira standing with her arms out to her sides as she absorbs all the electricity.
I share a shocked look with Stiles, which is nothing to the shocked look Kira is currently sporting as she literally does the best impression of Thor I've ever seen.